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For three days, Yan Zhenci followed the Tantric team through countless Buddhist kingdoms, crossed dirty land, and came to the headquarters of Tantric Buddhism.

As soon as the reincarnated holy son enters the esoteric sect, it will be a ceremony of enlightenment gathered by the eight tribes.As long as the Enlightenment Ceremony is successfully concluded, the new Shakyamuni of Tantric Buddhism will be born.

There was not even a trace of white cloud in the sky that day, and under the huge blue screen, a wide sacred fire platform stood on the top of the Tantric Palace.

Under the huge sacred fire platform, the eight sects of Tantric Buddhism recited the Sutra of Reincarnation and Guiding the Way together to guide the Buddha.On the huge holy fire platform, the raging fire was burning fiercely, and six-color smoke rose into the sky, and the guardian son welcomed the Buddha!

Opening Wisdom Grand Ceremony, divine writings guide the way, six colors surround the body, sitting on a high platform Wuzhi closed his eyes, did not see the Tantric Buddha, but the past and the present overlapped, mountains and seas, flying flowers and snow, they ran together in the fields and forests .The temple is majestic, with ancient wooden pavilions. The night before they left, they whispered in the same bed.

"Wuzhi, you are the reincarnated son, I am not. I don't want to fight for this half-life and half-death opportunity. You go for me, and I will inherit your identity and stay in the kingdom of immeasurable Buddha. What is the second way, I will never be exposed again..."

Mindless eyelids moved.

His sanity is half-conscious, as if suspended in a heat current.The six-colored smoke has filled his chest cavity, the divine mantra resounded in his ears, the memories continued to flow, and Wuyu's voice appeared chaotically in his ears:

"I often have a dream...

"In a dream there is a long river, there is only one person crossing the river, and there are endless people on the boat of the person crossing the river.

"I also saw a huge sword... a strange huge sword...

"The giant sword is swept down..."

Suddenly, the memory suddenly disappeared, and there was only darkness in the senses.Just as Wuzhi was wandering around, the elder brother came out from the darkness, stood three steps away from him, and smiled at him solemnly.

elder brother!

elder brother!

elder brother!elder brother!elder brother!

Inexplicable panic suddenly occupied Wuzhi's heart. He yelled loudly and stretched out his hand, but the distance was like a moat. Wuzhi exhausted all his strength and couldn't cross it. Read two syllables slowly.

Then, Wu Yu closed his eyes, folded his palms together, turned and left.

His pace is neither too fast nor too slow, and his smile is neither high nor low.

He is calm, peaceful, compassionate, and wise.

If the Tathagata becomes enlightened, all living beings fall into the three paths, and now all causes and effects are perfect.

He vanishes into mindless dreams.

A miserable howl suddenly sounded from the torch platform!

The eight members who recited "Turning Around and Leading the Way" were in a commotion and stopped one after another, only to see the six-color smoke filling the holy fire platform spread out, revealing the reincarnated holy son who was writhing in pain on the holy fire platform!Wuzhi scratched his head with both hands, curled up into a ball, closed his eyes tightly, and shouted loudly: "No, no, why, why—"

Seeing the situation on the high platform clearly, the Babu people turned pale with fright, and the buzzing voice immediately rang out: "What happened?"

"How is the Son?"

"Did the opening ceremony fail?"

Amidst the discussion, hiding in the dark to witness Kaihui Dadian's words, he moved his pillow and lyrics at will, like a smear of green smoke mixed into the eight tribes, and successfully came to the side of the eight tribes, just in time to hear the Tianbu chief shout angrily: "Don't stop, continue to read "Reincarnation Guidance Sutra", this is a sign that Shakyamuni is about to come to the Son!"

The surrounding discussion was suppressed, and in an instant, the scripture "Reincarnation Guides the Way" sounded, and the six-color smoke gathered again, and slowly drifted towards Wuzhi.

The figure on the high platform was once again shrouded in smoke, becoming a blurred silhouette, which evoked vague thoughts in people's hearts.

A trace of doubt that had been hidden in the heart of the words and pillows was provoked again at this moment.

Is the person sitting on the high platform ignorant or desireless?

After following him for so many days, he always felt that... appearing in Tantric Buddhism, it doesn't seem like no desire.

Before he could finish his thought, all the holy flames were extinguished, and the sound also stopped abruptly!

The dense crowd held their breath and waited for the smoke to dissipate.

The head of the Tianbu tribe was tossing and turning all kinds of thoughts in his mind, and took a step forward, respectful yet vigilant: "Dare to ask Shizun, what are the words left in front of you?"

According to Tantric tradition, before reincarnation, Shakyamuni will tell the head of the heavenly tribe a secret message to verify the reincarnation.After the opening ceremony, the head of the Tianbu tribe confirmed the identity of the reincarnated son based on this secret statement.

Words are ready.

He also pointed like a sword, pointed at the neck of the head of the Heavenly Department and gently raised his hand, and heard the sound suddenly coming from the front, like the sound of heaven falling.At this moment, the six-color smoke that originally permeated the holy fire platform rose again, spread out in front of the reincarnated son, and gathered behind the reincarnated son, forming a huge smoke body of Buddha!

The color and smoke give birth to the Buddha, the holy son opens up wisdom, and the Buddha returns!

The eight members no longer had any doubts, and bowed down in surprise: "Welcome to the return of the Buddha——"

In the crowd, everyone was short together, standing alone, looking towards the high platform.

On the high platform, Shi Zun's face was mottled with tears, and his clothes were messy, but he didn't take it seriously, smiled, and looked down, his eyes were full of the compassion of the common people.

Contradictory feelings of opposites appear harmoniously in one person.

It seems that after the enlightenment ceremony, the reincarnated son really returned with the Buddha in his arms.

It's also like a grand ceremony of enlightenment, where ignorance becomes desirelessness.

In a blink of an eye the ice and snow melted, in a blink of an eye the spring breeze was blowing, and in a blink of an eye the little lotus showed its horns.

From the Sword Palace to the Buddhist Kingdom, the midwinter turns into the early spring, and from Tantric Buddhism back to the Buddhist Kingdom, the early spring turns into the late spring.

When Yan Zhenci and Yuan Yinliu stood together on the golden dome of the giant Buddha in the Wuliang Buddhist Temple, talking about what happened during the ten days apart: "Wuyu passed the Esoteric Buddhism Opening Wisdom Ceremony, and the secret technique you taught him succeeded. .The collection of books in the west building is really extraordinary."

Yuan Yinliu sighed: "After all, the west building hides the world."

Yan Zhenci said again: "When did the abbot take Wuzhi to travel around the world?"

Yuan Yinliu lazily said: "It was just yesterday."

Yan Zhenci looked at the sky, a big bird flew across the blue sky, he had a little doubt: "So anxious? I have only been away for ten days."

The original sound flow echoed: "Yes. But the business has been done for us."

As he said that, he took out two things, the Li Yuchen sword and the magic soldier.

Yan Zhenci took the Li Yuchen sword first, this sword palace treasure that was once full of cracks has been restored by Xuehai Buddha's heart to dispel evil spirits and return to normal.He shined it on the sun, and sure enough, the sword light was like water, and the sword body was as blue as ice. When people looked down, they could feel the dense sword energy rushing towards their faces, and their courage was also discouraged!

The treasure of the Sword Palace was restored, and Yan Zhenci breathed a sigh of relief.He looked at the remaining fragments of the demon soldiers again, but this time he didn't see what was going on, he just felt that the blood resentment on the demon soldiers had faded a lot, and when he listened to them, he couldn't hear the wailing anymore Screaming.

He asked the original sound stream: "Did the abbot say anything about this fragment?"

Original sound flow: "The power hidden in the fragments is quite strange, and it seems to be able to control people's mind."

Words: "Uh--"

Combined with this answer, Yan Zhenci recalled what happened in the Sword Palace, and suddenly realized: If there are demons and monsters lurking in the Sword Palace to slaughter wantonly, but the whole Sword Palace is unaware, it will make people suspicious and unbelievable; but It would be quite reasonable if someone from the Sword Palace was manipulated by the magic soldiers and thus made a big mistake without knowing it.

But the person who was bewitched by the demon soldiers was definitely not Xue Tianzong, nor Di Yushan, these two people were just suffering for others.

As for who it is, Master Yan must have a good idea.

After thinking through the words and words, he stopped thinking about the old affairs of the Sword Palace, and continued to talk about the Buddha Kingdom: "Abbot left in such a hurry, is he afraid that there will be accidents if he stays too long?"

Original Sound Stream: "What happened?"

Words and pillows: "There are some accidents where some people mistakenly believe that there is no wisdom and no desire."

Yuan Yinliu, who had been sleepy and exhausted, yawned countless times in the mountain wind, suddenly laughed: "Oh? Then who do you think is ignorant and who is without desire?"

Yan Zhenci shook his head: "I don't know, please solve the riddle in the west building."

Yuan Yinliu said with a smile: "I'm disappointed that the Taoist priest is called, and I don't know."

He replied with words and words, and his thoughts flew away with the wind, drifting to the day when he had no desire to die.

Monk Shangcheng told Yuan Yinliu: "I asked Xilou to keep the secret of Xuehai Buddha's heart on behalf of the Buddha Kingdom... For this reason, I am willing to donate Xuehai Buddha's heart to Xilou. As for myself, I am fascinated by Xuehai Buddha's heart , the five thieves in my heart are prosperous and do not know it, so that they have committed such a big mistake, they should be redeemed with their lives. After this time, they will travel around the world under excuses, hand over the abbot's affairs to several chiefs, and then come back here and close the tunnel forever. In this way, the Buddha Kingdom is safe and stable After the crisis, the whereabouts of Wugou Heart and Xuehai Buddha Heart will also be submerged in the vast sea in time."

Xuehai Buddha's Heart is in the hands of Monk Shangcheng.

The long bright light dispelled the darkness in the tunnel.

Bathed in the light, the original sound flow sighed: "The master lured you with the most precious treasure of the Buddha kingdom, I really can't refuse."

Monk Shangcheng lowered his head and smiled, with a sense of sadness in his words: "Even if I didn't say that, Xilou wouldn't say anything about it. The Infinite Buddha Kingdom maintains the faith of many believers. It is not a pity for me to die, but I miss them who believe in the Infinite Buddha Kingdom. How innocent? If all entanglements can be limited to one or two, how can Xilou be involved in more?

"However, the old man also has worries in his heart when he handed Xuehai Buddha's heart to Xilou. The Xuehai Buddha's heart is the Buddha's heart in his hand, and it is also the devil's heart in his heart. Wanwang Xilou cherishes himself, does not fall into the devil's heart, does not give birth to evil thoughts, Don't create magic karma, otherwise this old monk will die with no regrets."

On the golden roof of the Wuliang Buddhist Temple, whenever the sun sets or the sun rises, there is always a golden Buddha looming in the clouds.

Now is the time, Yuan Yinliu just woke up from his meditation, and saw the golden Buddha with a three-color halo in the clouds, revealing half of the golden body in the sky.Before the golden body could be looked at carefully, the wind and cloud in the sky suddenly changed, and many black clouds gathered on the head of the golden Buddha, which instantly dyed the golden Buddha black.

Yan Zhen said: "It is rare to see Xilou so modest."

Yuan Yinliu said with a smile: "The Taoist priest feels that there is no wisdom or desire, so what is good and what is evil?"

Yan Zhenci pondered for a moment, although he understood that there was something in the original tone, he still expressed his intuitive thoughts: "Being good without wisdom, doing evil without desire."

Yuanyin Rubin said: "Goodness is Buddha, and evil is demon. A thought of goodness in the heart is a thought of Buddha; a thought of evil in the heart is a thought of demon. When Wuzhi and Wuyu exchange identities, Wuzhi's thought is good, Wuyu One thought is evil; one thought without desire is good, one thought without wisdom is evil when one has no desire to agree to go to Tantric Buddhism."

"It can be seen that the heart has black and white, and the Buddha has two sides.

"I can't distinguish them because they don't need to distinguish. To do good without desire is to have no wisdom; to do evil without wisdom is to have no desire."

Words fell into thought.

After a long time, he asked Yuan Yinliu: "If you stand in the position of no desire, do you think of the Buddha or the devil?"

Yuan Yinliu put his hands behind his back: "Oh, look at Master asking this question, do I seem to be someone with such great sentiments? Of course I am unmoved and just stand by."

Yan Zhenci looked down.

Believers in the Buddhist Kingdom filled the mountain road, men, women, old and young, walking shoulder to shoulder, step by step towards the Wuliang Buddhist Temple.

The monks of the Buddhist temple opened the gates of the temple to ward off disasters and bless every believer who came.

The black clouds in the sky "bang" and rain fell, but the rain washed away the darkness in the sky, and the golden Buddha reappeared, making it even more beautiful.

The bell of the Buddhist temple rang.

Yaoyao ancient clock, leisurely into the heart.

Everything is normal.

He smiled, with a different mouth and heart: "Oh, you are exactly what I think."

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhenci suddenly took out something from his sleeve.

It was a small flower, thin and weak, with dozens of strands drawn out from the stalk, and auspicious snow piled up on the top, so it was named "Udumbara Flower".

The wind sends flowers moving, Udumbara swaying gently, the auspicious snow is in full bloom, and strands of Sanskrit sounds are sung to the fingertips.

The Udumbara flower is the sacred flower of Tantric Buddhism. Yan Zhenci accidentally saw it when he was going to Tantric Buddhism, and picked up the cutest flower. At this time, he just gave the original sound stream: "Good disciple."

Original sound stream: "Good Master?"

Words and pillows: "The sacred flower of Tantric Buddhism is just right for you."

The original sound stream was unexpected: "It's hard for Master to bring me gifts after thousands of miles, but there happens to be a Udumbara flower field in the backyard of my house..."

There is a saying in the words and pillows: "But this flower was picked by your master and given to you. Even if there are many eucalyptus in the world, this flower is unique."

Yuanyinliu thought for a moment, then took the epiphyllum in Yanzhenci's hand, and let the Sanskrit sound linger around his fingertips.

He bowed his head again and smiled, flowers shine on people, people win flowers.

"This statement is very reasonable. My disciple thanked Master."

Volume Four: The Mirror of Birth and Death