Chapter 939 The Great Sun Tathagata
Chapter 939 The Great Sun Tathagata
Hanging Temple, floating steps.
There is a hazy white mist in the sky, and the snow accumulated over the years covers the back of the feet.
The old monk, Yang Dongxiong, Long Eying...all gave them encouraging looks.
Look up at the door.
The two words "hanging in the air" shine brightly with golden light, as if hiding infinite mysteries. Looking at them makes one's mind sway, and even if one closes one's eyes, they are like candlelight illuminating one's heart.
I never thought that the first time I came to one of the five great true sects, before I even entered the mountain gate and exchanged a few words of greeting, I would be faced with a life-Buddha trial that only happens once in a century!
Liang Qu withdrew his gaze.
"Master Dixian, how long will this trial last?"
Di Xian twisted his Buddhist beads: "According to past precedents, at most three days."
"I cannot refuse a gift from an elder. I cannot let the relics of the great monk go to waste. I am willing to give it a try!"
"Come with me."
Di Xian stepped out of the floating steps.
Liang Qu exhaled a puff of white mist, bid farewell to his relatives and friends on the steps, and jumped down right after Abbot Dixian, falling neatly into the palm of the golden Buddha.
The figure disappeared among the clouds.
"Can he grasp the fundamental Buddha?"
Suddenly, a stranger's voice was heard. Yang Dongxiong and others who stayed on the steps looked back and found that a middle-aged man with a square face and a resolute appearance had stood next to Vajra King.
"The Six Demon Trials vary from person to person. Whether or not one can grasp the Buddha of one's destiny depends on fate." The old monk wore a patchwork robe and sat upright on the steps. "Talent is stronger than will. I may need your help when the time comes."
"I want to see the immortal killing moves."
"Give first, then ask for it. It's not difficult to exchange courtesy." The old monk said this. Seeing that the people on the steps were confused, he pointed to the middle-aged man, "The Dragon Elephant King is very famous."
The middleman tilted his head and nodded slightly.
He admitted it himself, and everyone was shocked.
Dragon Elephant Martial Saint? !
When did you arrive?
……
The long wind howled.
The white mist flowed along the curves of his clothes, leaving behind wisps of long, misty smoke.
Liang Qu and Master Dixian penetrated the clouds and landed on the palm of the Buddha. Golden light flowed from the soles of their feet, and the lines on their flesh were clearly visible, revealing a thousand-spoked wheel. Their five fingers were like pillars supporting the sky, and between each finger there were webs, like the webbed feet of a wild goose king, golden in color, with lines like silk.
Beyond the Sky-lifting Finger is a vast sea of clouds, and one can neither see clearly below nor above.
Liang Qu raised his hand and wiped it.
The mist evaporated and the sea of clouds parted, like a glass with dense foam being wiped with a rag, revealing a corner of the ground clearly.
The Fulong Temple is located among the verdant mountains, surrounded by rivers. The wide river is crowded with boats moving forward in an orderly manner. In the middle of the temple is a large Woxiang River, with white elephants playing in the lake.
Look further.
On the road, you can see people everywhere worshipping the Golden Buddha.
The so-called non-dwelling nirvana is a kind of nirvana that neither dwells in birth and death nor in nirvana in order to save all sentient beings. According to Volume 10 of Cheng Weishi Lun, this is the highest Buddhahood of Mahayana!
It is truly a supreme beauty.
There are many talented people coming and going, and I wonder how many of them have added the golden Buddha image to their true energy.
Dixian led the way on foot, slowly descending along the Buddha's palm, taking advantage of the gap to talk as they walked.
"The term 'birth Buddha' is a general term. The actual meanings vary. There are three types: 'birth arhat', 'birth bodhisattva' and 'birth Buddha'."
Liang Qu nodded.
There are three levels of realm in Buddhism.
Self-awareness, awareness of others, and supreme awareness are also called perfect awareness.
Arhats lack the last two items, Bodhisattvas lack the last one item, and only Buddhas have all three items.
He definitely understands the basic knowledge of practicing the Vajra Art of Subduing Dragons and Tigers.
"Each Arhat, Bodhisattva, and Buddha has a different destiny of protection. Although this statement is a bit utilitarian, if you can get protection, the higher the better. However, no matter what kind of person you are, you must go through the six demon trials. There are five kinds of harm from demons..."
Liang Qu answered quickly: "Destroy life, hinder, disturb, destroy good roots, and make things difficult."
"Good."
"Master Dixian, I wonder how many arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas there are in the state of Nirvana?"
"There are five hundred Arhats, among these five hundred there are eighteen Arhats, eighteen Bodhisattvas, eight Bodhisattvas, eight Buddhas, and among the eight Buddhas there is one fundamental Buddha."
Liang Qu thought for a moment: "The Great Sun Tathagata?"
"Brother Ming Wang said that you only practice Buddhism and don't read Buddhist scriptures. I don't think that's true."
Liang Qu felt embarrassed by being praised.
All Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are descended from Mahavairocana Tathagata, and since they are the fundamental Buddhas, they should be Mahavairocana Tathagata. "So, should the natal Buddhas actually be divided into six categories?"
"Of course."
Apart from the three levels in a broad sense, the eighteen Arhats among the five hundred Arhats, the eight Bodhisattvas among the eighteen Bodhisattvas, and the fundamental Buddhas among the eight Buddhas are all obviously better existences at the same level.
The vortex of the golden wheel in the golden Buddha's hand varies in brightness and size. When you look closer, you can see that it is made up of five hundred dim candles, eighteen light bulbs, and eighteen little suns.
I don’t know what level I will get, and what effect it will have…
There are not five hundred Arhats, they are obviously just to make up the numbers, and their effect is limited. The vows of millions of believers are not that exaggerated.
Liang Qu was nervous and expectant.
After passing this level, giving the old monk a great medicine of good fortune will definitely make you a lot of money!
Abbot Dixian asked with a smile: "Donor, are you wondering what kind of natal Buddha you will get on this trip?"
"To be honest, Master, I long for it."
"I have discussed this in the temple before, hoping that you can capture the Vairocana Buddha."
Liang Qu was stunned.
He scratched his temples.
"Master Dixian, throughout the ages, how many people have entered Nirvana and grasped the Eight Buddhas?"
"Throughout history, only one or two out of ten have ever been found."
"The fundamental Buddha..."
"Not even one in ten. Since the birth of the Nirvana of the Unsatisfactory One, no one has yet grasped the fundamental Buddha." Di Xian changed the subject and said, "Do you know why the Vairocana Tathagata protects you?"
"Master, please enlighten me."
"Where the golden light shines, all rituals and rules are dissolved."
Liang Qu was in deep thought.
"Using the donor's experience as an analogy, if you grasp the Great Sun Tathagata, the Mahakala of Harukhan will open his eyes. From now on, you will be like a breeze blowing on your face. The Yin-killing Ghost Mother of the Ghost Mother Sect will be illuminated by the golden light and will no longer be able to go back and forth between life and death."
"This……"
The ghost mother's life and death is a secret...
"It is here."
Master Dixian stopped.
Liang Qu suppressed his surging thoughts and confusion about Di Xian's source of information, and looked around quietly.
Here is the meditating Buddha's hand on the chest of the golden Buddha. When you look up you can see the white hair between his eyebrows. There are people waiting here already, five in total.
Four men and one woman, each with their own characteristics.
The five true rulers?
While Liang Qu was looking at the five people, the five people were also looking at Liang Qu.
Unremarkable.
This is not a plain appearance. The swordsman Feng Ying in Dongtian Temple looks like a sharp sword out of its sheath, so sharp that it makes one cry bitterly. The Buddhist son Huai Kong in the Hanging Temple looks like he is facing a big lake, and his heart feels peaceful...
Liang Qu was clearly at a higher level, but apart from the normal bravery of a martial artist, he did not have any special qualities, and he was not even good at using guns as was rumored.
The only thing worth mentioning is its calmness and naturalness.
"Is it because of a higher realm?"
The others were in awe and did not dare to underestimate him in the slightest.
When they came, the elders all warned them that the Nirvana of No-Dwelling was opened for Liangqu, and except for the Buddhist disciples of the Hanging Temple who went there to "freeload", they all paid a huge price to "buy" it.
If it weren’t for Liang Qu, they wouldn’t even have the chance to buy it.
The young man in white stepped forward first.
"Dongtianting Fengying, greets Lord Xingyi!"
"I am Huaikong, a humble monk. I am honored to meet Lord Xingyi."
……
The four of them came forward in turn to greet him.
The only young man in blue robe was left last.
"Louguan Taiyuan, nice to meet Senior Brother Liang."
Ok?
The other four looked at Yuan in unison.
(End of this chapter)