Lord of Eternal Darkness

Li Xiaoming recognized that this was the storage space.

But a storage space of this size is really rare. To store a corpse the size of a small mountain in it, this kind of space technology is many years ahead of other sects.

Sumeru refers to the king of mountains, the center of the world, and is the Buddhist cosmology.

Xumi Zen Temple is a particularly mysterious religion, probably a branch of Buddhism, and is also called Xumi Religion.

Few of the monks there actually appear in the world, and most of them help people in the image of downtrodden people. But once they appear in large numbers in the mortal world or on formal occasions, something big must happen. It may be about the critical survival of a region, or... The future of a planet.

Li Xiaoming said with admiration: "Could this mean that Xumi hides mustard seeds, and mustard seeds accept Xumi?"

The mechanical monk nodded and replied: "It seems that you have learned a lot about my Buddhist teachings. The universe has no beginning and no end in time. It has neither beginning nor end. It is a cyclic process that is constantly running. In space The sky above is vast and boundless, and the same is true for Sumeru."

"What this monk said is really interesting. Is he talking about reincarnation again? Our Lord said that except for eternal life, there is eternal death."

As a believer in the God of Holy Light, Saint Asad naturally does not like other believers.

Li Xiaoming asked: "Is that similar to the ouroboros snake painted on your chest, elder?"

He looked at the symbol on his chest, nodded, and shook his head.

"The poor monk's name is Zhiyin. He is a tutu, not really a monk. The monk mentioned by this female donor is a Zen master who gathers great scholars and enlightens his followers."

After hearing the other party's correction, Saint Assad didn't speak anymore. She seemed to have complimented the other party just now, but the other party's careful correction made her seem petty.

Li Xiaoming also introduced his name. "My name is Li Xiaoming, and that one is St. Assad. She is a believer in the God of Holy Light. I have offended many people, but I still hope that I will forgive you."

Zhiyin said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The mind is kind, and the words are not preserved. What we say cannot be left. If it is not recorded by something, then it is just a form of wave, Amitabha."

Li Xiaoming asked curiously: "When I met the elder just now, what did he mean when he shook his head and nodded? Is there any big problem with what I said?"

"The Ouroboros is the most primitive symbol. It not only refers to the beliefs of one religion, but also touches on other major sects. A snake bites its own tail to form an infinite circle, which is the spiritual embodiment of the cyclical view of the universe. : The back and forth of construction and destruction, the alternation of life and death.

Zhiyin seemed to be afraid of leading people into misunderstandings, and explained: "Of course it can refer to more, it all depends on everyone's perception. I still can't understand it clearly at the moment."

Saint Assad thought for a while and said: "In our religion, the Ouroboros refers to the boundary of the material world and the relative nature of everything inside and outside, but that should be regarded as another branch of the sect."

Li Xiaoming said: "For example, the Möbius strip, or the characters representing infinity, uh, and physics' 'maximum contains the minimum' and 'the minimum can confirm the maximum', I think the rest If you don’t get out, please forgive me for being ignorant.”

Zhiyin was very excited when he heard the two men's stories, "The young monk is the real stupid person, especially the insights this gentleman provided me. It's really great. Maybe in a short time, I will be able to become one." A true monk.”

"Where? It's just a random guess." Li Xiaoming replied modestly.

"This is great wisdom!"

"No, no, elders are the ones with great wisdom."

…

Listening to the two people's business compliments, St. Assad was a little speechless. She felt that the sun was getting bigger and bigger, and it was so hot.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a darkness above her head, and the heat disappeared.

Four spherical drones hoisted a piece of cassock, covering the sun.

Saint Assad looked at Zhiyin and whispered: "Don't think that I will agree with you, but for the sake of God, I still... thank you for your kindness."

Zhiyin said: "The weather is hot, female donors should also pay attention to sun protection."

Because he just heard Li Xiaoming’s answer, Master Zhiyin was particularly interested in this young man. He chatted about many topics and took the initiative to share the significance of Xumi Zen Temple.

"This donor, what do you think Buddha is?"

Li Xiaoming was stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Emperor Sakyamuni Buddha? The founder of Xumi Zen Monastery?"

Master Zhiyin sat on the sand dune and said: "No, Buddha is a state and a kind of mind. Buddha is everywhere. Those who have Buddha in their hearts are Buddhas. Those who do not have Buddha in their hearts can also become Buddhas, regardless of appearance or appearance. Race, gender, region, and all the good things in your heart are Buddhas.

"If a person who claims to be a Buddha does something that is not a Buddha, then he must be a liar who uses this name to deceive."

"Oh, I probably understand. It is a kind of subjectivity, just like good and beauty. Is that what it means?"

Zhiyin nodded and shook his head again, "I won't tell you, you can understand it yourself."

Li Xiaoming felt that the other party was a bit pretentious, so he couldn't help but make things difficult:

"Okay, if you say so, you don't care about the appearance, why should you shave to show that you are different? Is it just for a reason to abandon decoration and live a simple and unpretentious life? Then we know that the body and skin are affected by the parents, then so Are those who are unfilial good or bad?"

Zhiyin just laughed and asked: "What do you think Xumi Temple is about? If you join a sect, you must first learn to understand its purpose, so that you will not become more confused."

"A place for worship and practice? A residence for preaching sects and Dharma?"

"Yes, but it only covers one side."

Li Xiaoming was stunned. He really couldn't imagine what else to do in a place like a temple.

Saint Assad said unhappily: "Speaking of which, let's not talk to Uncle Li. Although it is not hot now, there is no need for us to waste time here."

Li Xiaoming has his own plan. Xumi Temple is the most mysterious sect on the planet, so it is necessary to understand it. After all, we may meet again in the future.

Zhiyin explained: "In addition to the above-mentioned purposes of the donor, it can also be used to travel, collect travel fees, beautify the environment and appease the society."

Li Xiaoming is stupid, is it so casual?

"Of course, the most important thing is to use it for practice, and what does this practice specifically refer to? That is to study science."

Li Xiaoming was shocked, "Ah! What? Are you a bunch of idealists telling me this?"

"Buddha sees a drop of water as eighty-four thousand lives. We have begun to study the nature of this world very early. Before the word science was born, we have learned to use microscopes to observe the smallest details of things. At the same time, we also use Use a telescope to look up at the stars and learn about the universe.”

"That makes sense."

Li Xiaoming nodded, but felt that Xumi Cult did not provide much use and could not give a specific theory.

"So the believers in Xumi Temple are all bald. They think too much every day and walk among codes and numbers, which naturally causes misunderstandings among the world. The mechanical body is to better walk in the suffering world, and more Get things done conveniently.

"Although the Zen Academy has tried to transfer flesh and blood consciousness to the computer, it was too difficult. We are still exploring. Maybe the next time you see me, you will have a complete body of steel."

Li Xiaoming and Saint Assad were both dumbfounded. They never expected that this was the reason.

No wonder they always stay behind closed doors. It turns out they have been engaged in scientific research and mechanical ascension.

Zhiyin took off his hat and touched his bald head. It was obvious that it was a layer of flesh.

"Of course, Buddhism and science are two existences with the same purpose but different paths. Please don't misunderstand too much. In fact, they are not mutually exclusive and can complement each other. So do you understand what I said?"

"I can't understand even if I want to." Li Xiaoming felt that he might not have much connection with this Zen monastery.

"Then do you have anything else you want to ask now?" Zhiyin was happy to answer the other's questions.

Li Xiaoming stared closely at the other party's eyepiece and suddenly asked: "I want to know the relationship between the Suffering Miracle Sect, one of the Twelve Blood Moon Societies, and Xumi Zen Monastery?"

Zhiyin was stunned after hearing these words, with sadness in his tone.

"This... can only be said to be a misfortune for the sect. Only my master knows the specific reason. This is a matter that has been involved for 500 years. It is difficult to explain clearly."

Li Xiaoming sneered and said: "Then Xumi Zen Monastery can't hide from the world, I'm afraid it's because you're afraid of being associated with the world. This is also the cause and effect you planted."

Li Xiaoming's main opponents in recent years have been the Bone Secret Society and the Suffering Miracle Sect.

Anyway, they are the 12 most evil churches on Poseidon. When faced with the great siege, the organization that was forced to join together was called the 12 Blood Moon Society. Among them, these two sects are probably the most famous and active.

The Suffering Miracle Cult believes that everyone in the world is guilty and must punish themselves with twisted pain. They are similar to ascetic monks who bear the sins of the world by themselves and beg for forgiveness from invisible gods.

Their followers often live in the company of blood and pain, and take pleasure in torturing themselves. They wear torture instruments on their bodies, their feet are locked in iron chains, and they basically have no intact skin or flesh.

As time goes by, this sect becomes more and more terrifying and bizarre. It even performs human sacrifices and sometimes forcibly captures people to feel the pain. Almost all members are shaking M, with a few S.

The key is that sometimes, some unexplainable miracles really happen, which are extremely outrageous in any case.

Anyway, Li Xiaoming thought that he might have been attracted by some evil god and was really pleased, so he used some small tricks to make believers more convinced of his ideas.

Under the interference and bewitchment of the evil god, the sect became more and more crazy.

And this sect is a stain that can never be erased from Xumi Zen Monastery.

Zhiyin seemed a little impatient when he saw the woman next to him.

So he stood up and said, "Then I won't disturb you all. Today you and I are destined to meet each other tomorrow, so I think there is a place you must go."

Li Xiaoming was surprised, "Where?"

"The burial ground."

Zhiyin spoke slowly, with a cold tone in his tone.

"What is that place?"

"An ancient battlefield, I was the tombkeeper there. Just last night I had a dream. Someone entrusted me to find a man. It seemed that I wanted to entrust him with something. Now I have found the person entrusted to me. , then my mission has been completed, and I will continue to wander and feel the omnipresent mysteries of Buddhism in the world."

"Why are you so sure it's me?"

"Why are you so sure it's not you? Anyway, I have already brought you what I said. It's your own decision whether to go or not." Zhiyin suddenly asked.

Saint Assad said: "You can tell by the name that it is very dangerous, so don't..."

"Okay, then I'll go take a look." Li Xiaoming said decisively.

Zhiyin stood up from the sand and seemed ready to leave. He suddenly turned around and said, "Donor, I see that your Yintang is black and your spirit is dissipated. You must have been caught up in something bad. Today you and I If you are destined, I will definitely help you, but it will not be free of charge."

"What the hell? Do you want to spend money to eliminate disaster?" Li Xiaoming said in disbelief.

"Money is something external to the body. Besides, I am practicing meditation to save all sentient beings. Money is not something that can be accepted."

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Zhiyin's tone was very serious.

"Master is indeed a master."

Just as Li Xiaoming finished sighing, he saw Zhiyin suddenly placing the music box in front of him.

"So you can transfer money online, have you seen my music box? There is a QR code on it, scan it to pay, and add your support to support the welfare home and help those lonely children."

Li Xiaoming and Saint Assad were speechless.

Please don't take it too seriously. This is just a setting. After all, they have been transformed into cyborgs.