dragon pen

This day should also be regarded as an extremely important day in the life of Monk Longhai—he sealed Zhu Jiuyin on this day, but he has nothing to do with him in this life. A whole bunch of stories...

Zhang Ziyao guessed that this was probably the reason why Wangchuanpen sent him to this day—it could barely be regarded as an "unforgettable memory", after all, it sealed a disaster that had been doing evil for thousands of years.

Thinking of this, the young man lifted up his robe, hid the dragon brush, and walked towards the crowd. From a distance, he could hear the content of the inflated conversation between his patriarch and the surrounding melon-eating onlookers——

Melon Eater A: "Sir, let's draw the dragon's eyes!"

Melon eater B: "That's right, if the eyes are drawn, this dragon will be perfect!"

At this time, a voice that was both true and false came from the crowd: "You can't draw eyes, you have drawn eyes. This dragon is about to fly away from the wall."

Zhang Ziyao rolled his eyes, thinking, don't worry, if there wasn't a short-legged and rambunctious dragon watching the fun, even if you drew a hundred eyes, the dragon wouldn't be able to fly - while complaining about "rebellion" in his heart Looking at the patriarch, while peeling away the crowd in front of him, he stood on tiptoe and looked at the commoner man standing in the middle of the crowd: ... It is said that reincarnation happens every hundred years. It's almost the same!

Zhang Ziyao's face turned green, and he loosened his hands to allow the gathered crowd to stand in front of him again. When he was gradually pushed out again, he turned his head at this moment and saw a young monk not far away, whispering that he didn't know What old monk was talking about, Zhang Ziyao's eyes lit up: that person is indeed Monk Longhai.

He stepped forward, just about to strike up a conversation...

At this time, behind him, the painter who was surrounded by people and praised seemed to have sold enough, and he might finally be unable to hold people back. He raised the pen in his hand and painted the dragon with red dye on one of the two giant dragons. eye--

then.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color.

In the cloudless sky, the sun was covered by dark clouds in an instant, and the wind was strong!The strong wind whipped up gravel, and Zhang Ziyao was also staggered!The people who had been onlookers scattered in all directions, some shouted "the demon wind"; some bluntly said that the painted dragon revealed the secrets of the gods and touched their taboos, so the dragon god got angry...

Zhang Ziyao raised his sleeves to cover the wind and sand. At this time, the nearest monk Long Hai grabbed his wrist. The old monk raised his voice slightly, "The benefactor is here to avoid the wind." Zhang Ziyao calmed down and looked down, but at this moment he saw The silver dragon mark on the old monk's wrist——

At the same time, behind them, the ear-splitting dragon's chant came from the top of the sky, and the sound of the dragon's chant broke through the sky - at this moment Zhang Ziyao felt the old monk holding his hand tremble, and his calm and calm face suddenly revealed Stunned, Zhang Ziyao came back to his senses hastily, and saw two giant dragons soaring out of the wall!

One of the dragons with black scales and red eyes and emerald tail is completely different from the other dragon, clearly not a traditional image of a dragon god!

When it closes its eyes, the sky is as dark as a starless night, and you can't see your fingers;

When it opened its eyes, the night was replaced by day, and people who saw it again looked for places to hide; when it exhaled, it was like the scorching sun;

When it inhales, it is cold as winter—

"It's a dragon!"

"It's Zhu Jiuyin!"

"Monster oh monster!!!!!!"

People shouted endlessly.While running, Zhang Ziyao suddenly saw the sleeves of the old monk beside him fluttering, and his whole body was suddenly enveloped in white light—the bracelet on his wrist, which was longer than ordinary beads, suddenly turned red, and suddenly there was a Buddha in the sky. Bursts of sound!

"Amitabha."

Zhang Ziyao slightly widened his eyes——

He watched Tun Buddha appear, turning into a silver dragon and Zhu Jiuyin entangled and biting the sky. At the same time, a huge golden Sanskrit Buddha seal suddenly appeared in the dark cloudy sky!

Beside him, the silver light surrounding the old monk was almost blinding - Zhang Ziyao watched his sleeves fluttering, his muddy eyes suddenly became clear, and he firmly looked at the two intertwined dragons in the sky. ——

"I'm lucky."

A Buddhist bead flew out.

"lay down."

The second prayer bead flew out.

"Remove."

The third Buddhist bead flew out...

"Forget the dust."

The fourth...

"Crossing Yin and Yang."

Fifth -

When the red Buddhist beads bracelet floated, the red Buddhist beads seemed to be burning flames and flew towards the Buddha seal in the sky. The Buddha seal began to rotate slowly, and a beam of light broke through the dark clouds and shrouded the sky, covering the old monk——

"But in the world of mortals, everything is predestined, and everything is not predestined."

When the sixth Buddhist bead flew towards the Buddha seal, the old monk's voice was calm. He looked at the two dragons entangled and biting each other in the sky. Crazy please... Zhang Ziyao was dumbfounded, and grabbed the old monk and said, "Are you trying to...become a Buddha right away?"

The hands were gently released, and Monk Longhai said in a calm voice, "With perfect merit and virtue, neither delusional nor delusional, you can ascend to the Western Pure Land."

"Don't don't don't don't, don't be crazy, you won't forget that dragon," Zhang Ziyao seemed to want to lock up the lazy dragon when he heard his words, and quickly grabbed the old monk's clothes again. Xie, "You and Zhu Jiuyin are not that simple. What's the point of killing him to become a Buddha? Be optimistic, Master Longhai. Let me tell you—you clearly said that you would not be able to become a Buddha when you were young! You are a liar! !"

Listening to Zhang Ziyao's words, Long Hai was taken aback for a moment, then turned to look at Zhang Ziyao, and asked, "Who is the benefactor?"

"..."

Zhang Ziyao couldn't answer, he just held Long Hai's sleeve and looked at the silver dragon in the sky: Suddenly his heart was shocked, and he suddenly realized something!

Why is there an unoccupied seat for the "Silver Dragon Arhat" in the Western Pure Land Dharma Altar?

Why did the doorman respect him so much;

Why Dou Victory Buddha did not speak clearly, but treated him like the ancients, saying "Aren't you not coming"——

Zhang Ziyao stared at Long Hai, unable to utter a word in shock. At this moment, Long Hai smiled faintly, "Don't kill him", and easily broke free from Zhang Ziyao's restraint. The painter whispered a few words in his ear, and suddenly his sleeves flicked lightly, and a blank scroll fell from the sky——

"Tun Buddha is still there, the fate between this dragon and the old monk is not over, no matter how he deceives himself, he just can't let go."

Monk Longhai waved his hand and put the scarlet Buddha chain back on his wrist. When the scroll was unfolded, there were rocks and pine trees on the scroll - just like the man sitting on the branch of the pine tree that night, with his sleeves folded and bent over The half-smile was exactly the same as the little monk standing under the tree looking up at him when he was talking.

The old monk gave a wry smile, followed by another sigh, glanced at the silver dragon in the sky, and said to the shivering painter with a confused face beside him, "Let's begin."

As he spoke, he wound the Buddha chain around his wrist on the gilt pen in the painter's hand—the painter first drew the head, then the body, with six-clawed black scales and a silver-bellied emerald tail, like a lifelike giant dragon coiled in the scroll , in the sky, the Buddha seal pressed down, like a huge cage, completely covering the black dragon!

……

An hour later.

The sky returned to its original appearance again, and everything was calm.

The people looked confused, confirmed that there was no more movement, and finally dared to come out of the hiding room... They were talking about what they had just seen, and the expressions on their faces suddenly seemed like a dream——

Only in the backyard of Anle Temple, a black-haired boy and an old monk stood in the courtyard. The boy hesitated to look at the old monk in front of him: "Master really gave up on becoming a Buddha!"

"Never."

"Then why..."

"The time has not come."

"?"

"The Buddha has arrived, but the mind is not calm, and it is impossible to ascend to the Western Pure Land Dharma Altar. The empty seats are waiting for the real body to return to the throne. It takes a certain day to calm the mind before ascending to the ultimate bliss."

"..."

Zhang Ziyao looked confused, thinking that something is wrong, I clearly saw your name "Silver Dragon Arhat" engraved on the card, how could it be that you are waiting for the real body to return to your seat?Could it be that he had already become a Buddha Dragon Sea but gave up halfway?I heard what Long Hai meant——

It's not that he doesn't want to become a Buddha, but because of some reason at this time, he still can't become a Buddha?

...How to explain the complete Buddha seat in the Western Pure Land Dharma altar?

Zhang Ziyao was completely confused.