Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva of Rebirth

Chapter 4 Meeting Bai Suzhen for the First Time

Time flies, the Western Han Dynasty ended, and the Eastern Han Dynasty after the rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty, Buddhist beliefs became more widespread, Qingze's Guanyin statue was the most worshiped, so Qingze's mission was half completed, he settled in the South China Sea, there There happened to be a fairy island called Putuo Island, and the one on the island was Luojia Mountain. Generally, no one in Qingze would meditate here when praying in front of his Buddha statue.

As a Bodhisattva, Qing Ze's magic power is very high, but after seeing Lao Tzu, he realized that his Taoism is not enough, and he can't give up practicing just because he is a Bodhisattva, how can he save more sentient beings.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, who saves the suffering, bless Cao Cao or Yuan Shao, whichever wins! If you continue to fight, we ordinary people will starve to death, Bodhisattva bless you! Bodhisattva bless you!" Qingze woke up from his fugue. Cao Cao and Yuan Shao?A hundred years have passed since I meditated, and it is now the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

With a wave of his hand, Qingze instantly possessed the temple in his own world. He lowered his head and looked down at the person kneeling on the ground. An old woman in rags was devoutly worshiping him. From Qingze's point of view, the harm caused by war to the people The biggest, he could see with his eyes that the old woman had been hungry for three days, and she shared the bark she picked up every day with her only granddaughter.

Now it seems that there is really no way out, and seeing the statue of Avalokitesvara, I knelt down and prayed.

Having said that, the Avalokitesvara Temple in Qingze is also dilapidated. The temple was harassed and destroyed by the war, and the monks in the temple did not know where to go. They must have fled.

The old woman kowtowed blindly, only hoping that her voice could be heard by the Bodhisattva, and she never saw her granddaughter's surprised expression. The little granddaughter opened her mouth wide: "Nan... milk... Bodhisattva... Bodhisattva!" The old woman was stunned. A: "What!"

The old woman looked up, and the stone Buddha statue on the altar table became a real person, with jade feet stepping on a golden lotus, a graceful figure in white gauze, and a white gauze behind her head, such a beautiful and kind face, who is it not Guanyin Bodhisattva? Quickly knelt down: "Nanwu Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!" Seeing her granddaughter stunned again, she even dragged her to her knees, and the granddaughter and grandson knelt down: "Bodhisattva is merciful, Bodhisattva is merciful!"

Qingze held up Yangliu's hand, and the grandfather and grandson stood still as if being supported by someone, Qingze said to the grandparent: "This world will be in chaos for hundreds of years, you two, find a place to hide from the world Let's go!" Qingze also changed at will, a table of vegetarian food, rice for the grandparents and grandchildren, but Qingze found that the grandparents and grandchildren had a great destiny with him, it seemed unclear.

The old woman and grandson thanked each other a thousand times, knelt down and knelt down, thanking the Bodhisattva for her mercy, took a willow leaf that Qingze gave them and left, Qingze didn't know that the granddaughter brought by the old woman became a famous person in later generations. Ni, the strange person who created Cihang Jingzhai.

Qing Ze walked out of this ruined temple, looked at the scene here, it looked like death.

The bones on the side of the road were frozen to death, the dead were not buried in the wilderness, and the stench was coming in. Qingze couldn't bear it, waved willow branches, and buried all the dead bodies on the ground in the loess.

As night fell, this dilapidated small village seemed even more lonely.

The cries of men and women could be faintly heard from the edge of this village, and Qing Ze's heart trembled, haunted! !

Qing Ze in his previous life was afraid of ghosts, even if he became a Bodhisattva now, he didn't realize it for a while, and subconsciously tensed up.

But Qing Ze suddenly realized that he is a Bodhisattva!How can you be afraid of ghosts?

Hearing the cries of ghosts in the wilderness, Qingze couldn't help but think of the words of the great poet Du, "The new ghosts complain about the old ghosts crying, and the sky is cloudy and rainy and wet." Seeing their crying, Qingze sat on the ground with a Buddha's light.

"Namo Amitabha Ye. Dotagata Ye. Dodi Yeta.

Amitabha Pomi.Amitabha.Xidanpobi.

Amitabha.Emperor Vijaland.Amitabha.Vijalando.

Gami greasy.Gagana.Hovenia Dhakali.The reincarnation spell "Sa Po He" flew out from Qingze's mouth and turned into golden characters. The resentful souls in the four fields were purified by this golden letter, and the hatred in their eyes faded away. They all knelt down to worship, and then all disappeared in the Buddha light emitted by Qingze's body, and reincarnated.

Qingze knew the outcome of the Battle of Guandu, but he also knew that a certain powerful man would die in ten years, and his soul would linger after his death.

Monk Pujing is doing the morning class every day. He holds a wooden fish hammer in his hand and knocks on the wooden fish again and again: "...Namo Amitabha Buddha...Namo Sakyamuni Buddha...Namo Guanzizai Bodhisattva..."

Pu Jing is over 40 years old this year. He has been practicing Buddhism for a long time, and he also knows some spells and can read some celestial phenomena.

When Qingze descended on the Avalokitesvara statue in front of Pujing, he relied on a few white clouds in the sky to gather above his courtyard. Pujing immediately knew that the Bodhisattva had appeared, and Pujing quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "Disciple Pujing respectfully welcomes Buddhism Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva saves the suffering!"

Qingze couldn't help being surprised that he hadn't shown up yet, if Pu Jing knew about it: "Pu Jing, how did you know that I'm here?"

Pujing raised his head: "The bodhisattva's real body enters the stone statue, there must be a cloud cover on the zenith, and because the bodhisattva never covered it, this disciple just got lucky."

Qingze turned out a stone statue, stepping on the auspicious cloud: "I am here today, I have something to tell you to complete, I wonder if you are willing?"

Pujing clasped his hands together and saluted: "My disciple is willing to share the worries of the Bodhisattva." Qingze pointed with his hand, and a horsetail whisk appeared on Pujing's hand: "This treasure is a horsetail whisk, which can also purify the mind and mind, and remove demonic obstacles. You can use this treasure In a certain year, he enlightened an innocent soul on Yuquan Mountain, so that he could benefit the common people." Pujing saluted: "Disciple obeys the order!"

Qingze nodded and was about to disappear, but Pujing had a troubled look on his face, Qingze asked: "What is the difficulty?" Pujing's expression was ugly: "To tell you the truth, since Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty came to the throne of the princes, there have been constant killings. Sheng created a zombie. The disciple subdued a flying zombie the day before yesterday, and learned from its mouth that there might be a zombie on the Qingcheng Mountain that is about to turn into a roar. The disciple lacked knowledge and was afraid that this drought demon would kill the world, so he wanted to ask the Bodhisattva to cast down the demon. "

Qing Ze nodded: "You can't subdue the Hanba, you can become a monster of the Hanba, you can compete with gods and Buddhas, not to mention you, not even any one of the Eighteen Arhats is the enemy of the Hanba that will become a roar. After a pause, Qingze said again: "I'm afraid that this dry cat has tens of thousands of lives in its hands, and it will grow into a roar again, and it will kill more than 10 people. It's not too late, I'm going to go now." Subdue this monster."

Pu Jing knelt down and was overjoyed: "Thank you Bodhisattva!"

When Qingze came to Mount Qingcheng with auspicious clouds, he didn't see the drought 魃, but he also felt the death aura of Mount Qingcheng, but Qingze also saw traces of immortal energy from here, presumably someone from heaven sent someone to kill this It's just a drought, but I don't know if it's successful or not.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard people talking: "Don't kill it!" "Little boy, mind your own business!" "Let this snake go! I'll give you all the herbs here." , you let it go." "Okay! Really."

Qing Ze was surprised, snake!boy!man!

The past life of Legend of the White Snake!

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