lotus shadow

In a certain mysterious place in the Buddhist kingdom—a vast ocean without water, there is only a handsome and handsome man, playing on the flute, standing in the wind with fluttering white clothes.At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and he suddenly stopped playing the jade flute in his hand, and turned to look at the person coming, "You move very quickly."

The visitor replied indifferently: "You too."

The two looked at each other and walked to the side pavilion. The man in white picked up the tea he had brewed earlier, "Now the real tea is cold. The taste of the tea is bad, and the person who brewed it was wrong."

"As long as everything does not exist, there will be no follow-up mistakes." The gray-clothed monk who came to visit turned over the teacup, but there was nothing in the cup, and there was no trace of the full cup of fragrant tea when the monk picked it up.

The man in white slowly closed his eyes, and said lightly, "Not everything can be under control."

"You want to stop it, and then use my supernatural powers to inform Fan Hai Jinghong." The gray-clothed monk stared at the white-clothed man sitting opposite him, and the surrounding scenery suddenly changed, and the two of them suddenly appeared. In the Hanging Forest, it turned out that the visitor was the Hanging Forest who had been stationed outside the forbidden area of ​​the Buddhist Kingdom all year round, and used magical powers to prevent all those who intended to enter the forbidden area. The mysterious ascetic monk Niandara in the Buddhist Kingdom.

"It's not your supernatural power." The man in white raised his eyes to Niandala, whose hair was hanging down and feet hanging down, and said firmly.

Nian Daluo's expression remained unchanged when he heard the words, but he emphasized to the man in white, "It's me, it's always been me, and it's me after all. You want everything to go back to normal, but in the end it proves that I am normal."

"Thousands of years ago, there were 36 eminent monks; then, 72; and then, one hundred and eight." The reason for seeing him, "Now, it's you—great wisdom."

Being identified, Nian Daluo remained unmoved, but said very firmly, "This name represents the eternal and unchanging Dharma——Buddha Dharma."

"Nothing is eternal, just like the upside-down dream at the beginning, and the purple golden bowl cannot be returned to the gate of the earth. After everything, I met the current Brahma Sea." The man in white said calmly, so far So far, only Fan Hai Jinghong passed the test and took away the upside-down dream.

Nian Daluo didn't care about Fan Hai Jinghong in the mouth of the white-clothed man, because Fan Hai Jinghong alone would not be able to achieve great things, "You really think he is enough to be an obstacle to the gate of the earth."

Hearing Nian Daluo's words, the man in white shook his head with a smile, and took a sip of the tea that he had been holding in his hand, but the other party didn't think of ordering it, "It's not Fanhai Jinghong who hinders the action, but... the upside-down dream .”

"Is it that simple?" Nian Daluo seemed to have thought of something, but those were not things that he could pay attention to. He didn't understand why he cared so much.

The man in white suddenly put the teacup on the table, turned his back and said his thoughts slowly, "Before the Sixth Patriarch, the purple gold bowl was lost, and no one got anything. At that time, the gate of the earth was unknown, but now it is known outside the country, but it is obstructed, don’t you ever think that maybe the gate of the earth is not really the home of the purple golden bowl.”

"Or, the purple golden bowl will belong to you in the end." Nian Dara made another assumption, but this assumption was immediately denied by the man in white, "That is meaningless."

When Nian Duluo heard this, he had a guess in his heart, "So you want Fan Hai Jinghong to lead the Heavenly Gate to resist the Earthly Gate with an upside-down dream, so that everything makes sense."

The man in white didn't answer Nian Tuo's words, but turned his body to signal Nian Tuo to look at the long sword behind him, "Do you know this sword?"

Nian Dala slowly uttered two words in his hoarse voice, "Manjusri."

"I've always been very aware of my burden and persistence. It's a kind reminder that being too impatient is not a good thing." The man in white said calmly. Too impatient.

Nian Daluo did not take it seriously, so far there has been no change from the plan, "All actions are under control, whether it is success or failure, advance or retreat."

"Including me?" The man in white looked at Nian Dara with a smile.

"Only you, the exception." Nian Daluo sighed helplessly, and then returned to the seat, and the surrounding scene also instantly switched back to the waterless ocean, "Maybe you are right, I thought so Pass."

The man in white also returned to his seat, calmly assured Nian Dara, "I will make myself this exception forever, I promise."

"Is there any evidence?" Nian Daluo looked at the person opposite and said casually.

The man in white said something that the two of them knew very well, "Seeing is not necessarily believing. We all know this, and it is also the consensus of the few of us."

"Sometimes, the eyes can deceive a person, and so does the memory. They think they are there, but they are not. They think they have traveled thousands of miles, but they have never left." Nian Dala stood up slowly, as if he was about to leave.

The man in white chuckled, "One suggestion, don't come to the waterless ocean again, you will be very frustrated."

"I look forward to the day of frustration. Please." Nian Daluo didn't care, turned and left after finishing his words.

"No delivery."

A few days later, a strange sound of drums came from the border of Tianmen, and the disciple who was cleaning felt strange when he heard the sound of the drums, "The evening drum has sounded before the time has come."

And at the place under the morning bell, Fan Hai Jinghong was amazed that the sound of the drum was strange, and then called out to the monks, "The sound of the drum! Sure enough, it is here, and it is actually using the sound of the drum to invade. All the monks!"

Surprised that the sound of drums invaded, all the people in the holy temple were united, and the sound of the scriptures drove the Buddha's mind to cultivate. The morning bell that had already gathered the power of Tianmen Buddha spread the sound of the Dharma, "Namo Amitabha...Namo Amitabha..."

And somewhere in Tianmen, there was a strange sound from the drum, which disturbed Zen's mind. At this time, the bell sounded a warning, and everyone was surprised.

"where is this?"

"Tian... Tianmen, no, I..., what am I going to do?"

"What are we doing?"

"Chen Zhong, no, there is something wrong with the sound of the drum."

Just when the monks were amazed, the people from the Dimen attacked the Tianmen, and the monks from the Tianmen immediately reacted and formed a diamond square formation, "Guard the Tianmen. Vajra stick shadows. Form a square formation."

It was difficult for the people of the Dimen to see through the pass for a while, and when they were forced to retreat, they suddenly heard—"Baguan Wuzuo, Yin'e/Zhenmei."

"Hello!"

Baguan Wuzuo entered the battle forcefully, a gap suddenly appeared in the stick formation, and the monks were distracted to fight against the disturbing drums, so it was inevitable that they would retreat steadily.

"Everyone, hold on." Not to be outdone, the monks of Tianmen vowed to guard Tianmen.

And the people of the Dimen didn't want to leave, and they forced the monks of the Tianmen. At this time, the Tianmen of the Dimen arrived, and the situation instantly turned to one side. whoever, destroy!"

An unexpected person appeared on the battlefield between Tianmen and Dimen. The person who came was the long-lost Cangjingren. His palm power was unmatched by all the monks of Tianmen. Seeing the critical moment, a sword energy rushed into the battlefield.

The mysterious man from the waterless ocean appeared on the battlefield and said to the people of the Dimen, "What the Dimen wants is victory. Excessive killing is contrary to the original intention."

The hidden mirror man looked at the person blocking the way, his eyes were ruthless but with a trace of vigilance, "Who are you? The minion of the Heavenly Gate? Do you want to block Luo Bi's way?"

"Who am I?" The visitor repeated, and then he took out his jade flute and played it against the wind.

"You." Just as Cang Jingren was surprised, the sound of the flute disturbed the consciousness of Cang Jingren and the disciples of the Dimen.Everyone at the gate of the ground was stunned for a while, and the man in Cangjing had a headache, "What... sorcery!"

'Robby... Robbie. The voice in his consciousness was extremely familiar, and the person in the Tibetan mirror heard someone calling his name again in a trance, but the voice of that person made him open his eyes wide, "Great...wisdom."

"The combat power led by Dimen seems to have no signs of being shaken. Could it be that brainwashing has affected them too deeply and it is difficult to save them. No, I will never give up." ’Where the morning bell was, Fan Hai Jinghong hurried to the morning bell, “Intensify the power of the morning bell, Amitabha.”

At this moment, when the sound of the flute reached the morning bell, Fan Hai Jinghong couldn't help being startled, "The sound of the flute... the sound of the drum was guided to invade."

"I...I want to hold on, I have to hold on..." The unexpected change prompted Fan Hai Jinghong to increase his Buddha power, but the morning bell quickly pushed to the limit. Under the impact of the three tones, the morning bell cracked.Under the impact of the powerful sound waves of the drums, there was a loud boom that shook the sky.

The morning bell suddenly shattered, and all the disciples in the Tianmen were suddenly in a trance, chanting dumbly, "Follow the great wisdom, save the world and spread mercy..."