Chapter 294 Blood Bodhi Tree Bodhi Fruit

Chapter 294 Blood Bodhi Tree Bodhi Fruit

Chapter 294 Blood Bodhi Tree Bodhi Fruit (Part 2)
Xiong Chan had made up his mind and was ready to return to Dachan Temple immediately.

Although his authority in the Great Zen Temple was unmatched, this matter concerned the foundation of the temple and was of great importance, so he had to convince everyone. This cautious approach was exactly what he learned from Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's style of doing things is arbitrary, but whenever something important happens, he will always spare no effort to unify everyone's thoughts and unite the forces of all parties. After all, even the gods who are extraordinary and holy are still human in the final analysis.

What's more, if you are alone, the road ahead will definitely be bumpy; but when people work together, they can better resist the many dangers in the world.

If you go it alone, not only will you have many enemies, but you will also spend a lot of energy just dealing with all the troubles.

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Dachan Temple is located in Zhongzhou, not far from the capital.

Prince Yu's side did not take any action against the Dachan Temple because Xiong Chan went south.

On the contrary, the status of the Great Zen Temple in the north is increasingly respected. Especially after the Snowland Living Buddha came to Beijing, the Buddhist sect became more and more prominent. The old emperor used to respect Taoism, but now that Prince Yu is in power in the north, the situation has completely changed, and it has changed to respect Buddhism and suppress Taoism.

As a result, the incense of Dachan Temple reached an unprecedented peak in the past thousand years. In addition, Xiongchan was also treated with courtesy by the old emperor in the south, which made the monks in the temple feel particularly at ease. They all felt that no matter which side won in the end, the status of Dachan Temple would reach the peak since the founding of Dayu.

Before Xiong Chan stepped into the gate of Dachan Temple, the sharp-eyed monk in charge of reception had already reported it quickly.

Immediately afterwards, the welcoming bell rang continuously.

The balah trees on both sides of the stone steps at the mountain gate swayed without wind, and the falling dead leaves slowly pieced together a Sanskrit verse in mid-air: "The three vehicles are in vain, where is the burning house at peace?"

Xiong Chan's pupils shrank when he saw this. He knew that this was a warning from the Three Vehicles Parable in the Lotus Sutra, implying that someone in the temple was trying to forcibly change the foundation of Buddhism.

"Alas." He sighed to himself. It seemed that cooperating with the old emperor to compile Taoist scriptures was much more difficult than he had imagined.

"Abbot!" The head monk of the Arhat Hall came hurriedly, his robes stained with dark red blood, and shouted anxiously, "Master Uncle Yankong..."

Before he could finish his words, a red beam of light suddenly rose from the direction of Mount Taishi. The light was so dazzling that the shadow of a Bodhi tree could be vaguely seen swaying in the blood-red light.

The head of Arhat Hall is Xiong Chan's direct disciple, and now the red-haired Yankong has entered Xinchan Temple, where he has become an equal to Xiong Chan, and has also been taught the highest mental method of Xinchan Temple - Bodhicitta Kung.

Xiong Chan waved to the head of the Arhat Hall, tapped the bluestone slabs lightly with his toes, and his body moved as fast as lightning, as if he had performed the art of shrinking the earth into an inch, and instantly rushed towards Mount Taishi.

When he arrived at Xinchan Temple, Xiongchan was shocked by the scene before him.

The "Dharma Cave" that was once used to suppress demons has collapsed, and was replaced by a ten-foot-tall blood bodhi tree.

The texture of the tree's trunk pulsates rhythmically like human meridians. The words of the Diamond Sutra are clearly imprinted on each Bodhi leaf, and flowing in the leaf veins is actually magma-like red-gold liquid, exuding a mysterious and strange aura.

“Amitabha.” Under the tree, the red-haired Yankong, who was meditating with his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes. His red hair had become entangled with the tree roots and coexisted with them. He slowly spoke, “When I comprehended Zen of withering and flourishing, I knew the truth about the ancestors facing the wall—”

As soon as he finished speaking, countless aerial roots suddenly dropped from the treetops, interweaving into a curtain of light in mid-air.

On the light curtain, the scene of the first ancestor Bodhidharma in the cave of Shaoshi Mountain was presented: Bodhidharma, who was supposed to practice facing the wall, actually wrote the "Lankavatara Sutra" on the stone wall with his own finger blood. Every drop of blood that fell to the ground instantly turned into a mandala flower.

When the last stroke of the pen was completed, the body of Bodhidharma suddenly turned into charcoal ash, and in the ashes, a monk who looked seven points like Yan Kong at the moment slowly stood up. Looking closely, he was exactly the same as the Hongyue Zen Master who rebelled against the temple more than a hundred years ago.

"It turns out that the so-called facing the wall by the eminent monks of Xinchan Temple throughout the ages was all an illusion. In fact, they were feeding the trees with their bodies." Xiong Chan held down the vibrating red sandalwood Buddhist beads, and was shocked.

He finally understood why the Bodhi tree in the Dharma Cave of Xinchan Temple was always filled with an ominous aura, but was never destroyed by the monks of Xinchan Temple.

It turns out that these sacred trees are the nirvana bodies of eminent monks from past generations after their death!

The red-haired Yan Kong's Adam's apple rolled, and he made a hoarse sound like tree bark rubbing against each other: "Abbot, do you know why the Bodhi tree leaves fell?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand to catch a falling blood leaf, and saw that the scripture on the leaf suddenly twisted and changed into small seal characters...

Xiong Chan's expression instantly became solemn. At this time, the roots of the Blood Bodhi had spread to the entire Taishi Mountain, and had a strong resonance with the ground veins of the imperial mausoleum near the capital hundreds of miles away.

He suddenly recalled an incident in the past, in which the old emperor once "borrowed" from the Great Zen Temple a piece of Bodhi tree branch planted by the first ancestor.

"Your Majesty does not want the Great Chan Temple to hand over the classics." In an instant, Xiong Chan suddenly realized.

The red-haired Yan Kong continued slowly.

In the imperial mausoleum in the capital, the blood relics of Bodhidharma left by the founder of the Great Chan Temple are stored. Through the previous piece of Bodhi branch, a mysterious connection has been established between it and the blood Bodhi tree of the Great Chan Temple.

This was a carefully planned move by the old emperor, who wanted to take this opportunity to completely integrate the Great Zen Temple into the national destiny of the Great Yu Dynasty.

Once this step is completed, the Great Zen Temple will no longer be able to break away from the Immortal Dynasty that the old emperor intends to open up, and the two sides will become a true community of interests.

"Pledge of allegiance!" Yan Kong knew very well that this would tie the fate of the Great Zen Temple closely to that of the Immortal Dynasty. This was undoubtedly a huge gamble.

Red-haired Yankong also completed the key step that Zen Master Hongyue failed to complete through practicing Bodhicitta, and merged with the blood Bodhi tree to become the new generation of Dharma preacher in the Great Zen Temple.

It is also because of this that he can so keenly perceive the secret of the imperial mausoleum's veins and understand Xiong Chan's intentions.

Xiong Chan stretched out his fingertips and gently stroked the protruding meridians of the blood bodhi tree. Strangely, he could actually feel the warm pulsation.

He felt more clearly that the underground roots of the blood bodhi tree had extended to the imperial mausoleum hundreds of miles away, and resonated with the nine bronze tripods. He was startled and recognized that these were imitations of the "Emperor Yu" nine tripods.

Recalling Xu Gongming's previous flood control efforts, he couldn't help but guess that the old emperor might have discovered the secret of the Nine Cauldrons during the flood control process and was able to imitate the Nine Cauldrons.

"Your Majesty is truly unfathomable, and his plans are so far-reaching." Xiong Chan sighed inwardly.

"Abbot, please look." The red-haired Yan Kong flicked his finger lightly, and a Bodhi leaf fell down.

The moment the leaves touched the ground, they corroded the hard bluestone slabs into honeycomb-shaped holes. A translucent root grew out of each hole, and at the top of the root hung the prototype of a crystal clear spiritual fruit.

"Bodhi fruit." Xiong Chan was stunned at first, then his face showed joy.

"As long as there is enough demon flesh and blood to water it, I can quickly ripen the Bodhi Tribulation Fruit. If not, the Blood Bodhi Tree can also bear fruit every ten years. With the Bodhi Tribulation Fruit, the foundation of the Great Zen Temple will become even deeper, which is equivalent to having a long-term and continuous production of a panacea that is extremely beneficial to spiritual practice." The red-haired Yankong explained patiently.

He has now completed the final practice of Zen Master Hongyue, abandoned his human body and merged with the Blood Bodhi Tree. This has also made his position in the Great Zen Temple as solid as a rock and unshakable.

There is no doubt that no holy place for cultivation can refuse Red Haired Yankong, a spiritual root of heaven and earth that contains endless mysteries.

Although the old emperor is now able to refine pills, in terms of stability, it is still slightly inferior to the spiritual roots of heaven and earth. However, the old emperor has temporarily gained an advantage by relying on the powerful resources in his hands.

However, in the long run, the spiritual roots of heaven and earth are the most important foundation of an immortal dynasty or a holy place for cultivation.

However, the greatest effect of the Bodhi Tribulation Fruit is to help people practice and increase their Qi and blood. Compared with the legendary top-level spiritual roots that can increase lifespan, there is still a certain gap.

Because the spiritual roots that can truly help people prolong their life are the most top-level existences. Such spiritual roots only exist in myths and legends and are extremely rare in the human world.

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Half a month later, eighteen prison vans covered with black cloth, led by Zuo Qianhu of the Monster Catching Division, slowly drove into the Bodhidharma Cave.

When Zuo Qianhu lifted the tarpaulin, the prisoners in the cage made the monks who were used to bloody scenes gasp: there were tree monsters with vines growing out of their seven orifices, mermaids with scales on their skin, and even mandrills whose half bodies had turned to wood. These were all mutant monsters that the Monster Catchers had captured alive with the mechanical instruments provided by Xu Qing.

Xiong Chan spent a lot of favors on this matter, but in order to personally witness the magical effect of the blood bodhi tree, he felt that the price was worth it.

"Let's start." Xiong Chan quickly formed a seal with his hands.

In an instant, the roots of the Blood Bodhi tree broke out of the ground like giant pythons and pierced through all the cages in an instant with lightning speed.

Amid the demons' miserable screams, their flesh and blood melted quickly like wax in contact with heat, and continuously flowed into the trunk along the veins of the roots.

The most shocking one was the mandrill. After its woody half body was absorbed by the tree roots, the remaining human-shaped part suddenly began to recite the "Earth Store Sutra".

The leaves of the Bodhi tree trembled in the diffuse blood mist, and the words of the Diamond Sutra on each leaf were stained with a layer of blue-black.

When the last demon was devoured, three hundred and sixty air roots slowly descended from the tree crown, and at the end of each air root, spiritual fruits of various shapes condensed: some spiritual fruits were shaped like golden elixirs, with lightning patterns flowing on the surface; some were like chalcedony, with star maps contained inside; and the most bizarre one was the red fruit with a human face, whose eyebrows and eyes were seven points similar to those of the red-haired Yan Kong.

Xiong Chan reached out and picked a longan-sized green fruit, threw it to the head of the Arhat Hall, and said, "Try it."

The moment the head of the Arhat Hall took the fruit, the energy flow of the Xisui Sutra suddenly appeared on the back of his hand, and the bottleneck of the Xisui Sutra, which had been stagnant, actually loosened a little.

"The Bodhi Fruits ripened by the flesh and blood of demons of different levels are also different. Generally speaking, after the Bodhi Fruits are ripened by the flesh and blood of demons, there will be inner demons as the corresponding catastrophes. Practitioners who obtain this good fortune must also have the corresponding state of mind to survive the catastrophe." The red-haired Yankong explained in a low voice.

In fact, the fruit produced by the normal growth of the Blood Bodhi Tree is called Blood Bodhi, which only has the function of increasing qi and blood and will not produce any negative effects.

However, it is extremely difficult to grow Blood Bodhi. It requires a place with excellent Feng Shui, where it must constantly absorb the energy of the earth veins and accumulate it for ten years before it can produce just a few.

Such a long profit cycle is obviously not conducive to the rapid expansion of the cultivation forces.

In any case, after verifying the magical effect of Bodhi Fruit, Xiong Chan and others were still filled with joy.

After Zuo Qianhu returned, he reported to Xu Qing in detail the strange sight when the blood bodhi tree bore fruit.

He presented an exquisite sandalwood box. Inside the box, three jade-like Bodhi seeds were emitting blood-like lines. At the bottom of the box was a handwritten letter from Xiong Chan, which was written on the gold-powder paper specially made for the Dachan Temple.

"As Mr. Xu requests, I will do my utmost to help." The lotus seal at the end of the letter exuded a sense of nobility. It turned out that Xiong Chan actually used the imperial ink bestowed on him by the old emperor.

Xu Qing gently stroked the letter paper with his fingertips, activated the Heaven-Repairing Tribulation Hand, and instantly parsed the three secret codes in the letter: the surface layer was the regulations for the cooperation between the two parties in cultivating spiritual plants, the inner layer was the bronze nine-cauldron structure of the imperial mausoleum's land veins, and the deepest layer actually contained a mysterious scripture from the "Xi Sui Jing".

"The monk is indeed a generous and magnanimous person." Xu Qing secretly admired in his heart.

Three days later, Xiong Chan's Zen room was filled with the aroma of tea and the white mist of new Lingnan tea.

Xu Qing played with the bodhi seed in his hand, letting the Beiming vortex in his palm slowly transform the blood and energy in the fruit into pure Taichu demonic energy. He said, "Master, you know, this fruit can be refined into 'Fajing Dan' in the hands of the Laoshan Danding Sect, and it can be used as 'Thunder Tribulation Induction' in Longhu Mountain, and here with me..."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly crushed the fruit shell, and a wisp of black gas instantly penetrated into the body of a sparrow outside the window.

In the blink of an eye, the sparrow's body expanded rapidly and became the size of a golden eagle, becoming a majestic bird of prey.

This sparrow, about the size of a golden eagle, seemed a little confused at first, then it let out a high, passionate cry and spread its wings and flew into the dense forest in the mountains.

Xu Qing's astonishing magical power amazed Xiong Chan.

He knew very well that this was a terrifying method that could only be unleashed by someone who had an extremely profound understanding of martial arts and Taoism. It could almost be called "enlightenment", and it even had a hint of the qualities of a creator.

It must be said that Xiong Chan had an extraordinary vision. He could tell at a glance that this move was exactly the result of Xu Qing's in-depth comprehension of the inner world, and thus he had grasped some of the Creator's superficial means.

The Buddhist beads in Xiong Chan's hand suddenly made a crisp sound, and the eighteen relics reflected Xu Qing's face from different angles at the same time. He said: "Xu Shaobao, the demon flesh and blood that this old monk wants, please ask Zuo Qianhu to deliver it on the seventh day of every month. Of course, we will also present the corresponding Bodhi fruit on time. But I hope that Shaobao will not pass this Bodhi seed around casually."

After all, the Bodhi fruit is tainted with some demonic nature. If it were to spread out, it would probably ruin the reputation of the Great Zen Temple as a righteous place in the world, and would be detrimental to the temple's recruitment of disciples.

After all, only a good reputation can attract young talents with righteous hearts to come and study. If the reputation is damaged, it is easy for some people with bad intentions to mix in, which is extremely detrimental to the unity and stability of the temple.

Xiong Chan has always had a long-term vision. Even if he did some secret things that were unknown to the public, when educating the younger generation, he always focused on guiding people to be good.

From a temple to a country, if we do not vigorously promote truth, goodness and beauty, it will not last long. When everyone gets used to evil, everyone will be in danger.

"Of course." Xu Qing nodded slightly, and a scroll quietly slipped out of his sleeve. He unfolded it and saw that it was a geomancy map of the underground river in the Great Zen Temple. "In exchange, Tiangong Academy will install Fang Xiandao's 'Hunyuan Instrument' at the node of the Great Zen Temple's ground vein to ensure that the blood bodhi tree will not be attacked by the dragon's energy."

Xiong Chan clapped his hands and thanked him when he saw this. He knew in his heart that this was not out of Xu Qing's kindness, but Xu Qing was worried that he and the old emperor would plot against him secretly, so he took precautions in advance.

Xiong Chan's face was calm, without revealing anything, but he was secretly complaining in his heart. He was caught between the old emperor and Xu Gongming, which was really a dilemma. He was a strong and powerful martial saint, but now he was made to behave like a bullied young wife. He really had no way of grievances.

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Xu Qing returned home.

The branches in the inner world trembled slightly, and several Bodhi Tribulation Fruits slowly transformed into pure vital energy.

The originally green leaves of the old phoenix tree began to show faint blood-red lines as they absorbed the vital energy, and then gradually recovered under the flushing of the Taishi magic energy.

It is obvious that obtaining the vitality of the Bodhi Fruit will benefit the old Wutong tree far more than directly absorbing the essence of the demon's flesh and blood.

This is like a martial artist who finds the nourishment he gets from eating yellow rice and ordinary rice is vastly different.

Under the continuous nourishment of this pure vital energy, the old phoenix tree appears more and more vibrant, its branches and leaves become more luxuriant, and each leaf sparkles with a strange luster.

Xu Qing's mind scanned all of this with satisfaction.

It must be said that the side effects of the Bodhi Fruit are actually a benefit to him, a demon.

The demonic energy from the Bodhi Tribulation Fruit directly nourishes the Primordial Demonic Qi.

Even in the recipe of Taichu Demonic Qi, the demonic energy of Bodhi Tribulation Fruit has been ranked as the best at present.

Interestingly, the mysterious spiritual roots of Buddhism actually have a great nourishing effect on the devil.

Buddha and demon are one.

Xu Qing and Xiong Chan's cooperation actually has another purpose, which is that the matter of the longevity fruit cannot be easily exposed. The blood bodhi tree in the Dachan Temple is just the right thing to use as a cover.

Of course, he also admired the decisiveness of Red-haired Yankong.

Once this move was revealed, Dachan Temple was bound to Red-haired Yankong.

With the protection of the Great Zen Temple, Red-haired Yankong would not fall easily.

Among the wise men in the world today, there are few simple-minded ones.

Next, as the Monster Catching Division got on track, Xu Qing entered the Yannian Palace, ready to discuss an extremely important matter with the old emperor.

(End of this chapter)