Chapter 945: The Great Ape Sage
Chapter 945: The Great Ape Sage (asking for monthly votes)
It's late at night and the shadows of the trees are swaying.
There are still bursts of Sanskrit sounds in the main hall.
The baby elephant was sleeping soundly in the elephant pond, with its trunk unconsciously expanding and contracting.
The great sects of Zhentong, the wealthy and powerful families, the Buddhists, the common people... everyone looked up, with sparkling and shining eyes.
Under the dome.
Vairocana Tathagata makes the mudra of joining his palms, and golden light bursts out between his palms, as bright as the sun, as if harboring infinite mysteries.
The Ninth Buddha!
Well worth the trip!
Not a life in vain!
How long does it take for a Buddha to be gestated in the state of Nirvana?
No one knows, but in the long history of Buddhism, countless eminent monks and great virtues have come one after another, and only created the Eight Buddhas!
Being able to see it with my own eyes today and being able to become the background board of the Ninth Buddha is a great blessing in life!
Moonlight enters the house.
The prefect of Datong was inevitably excited, and he started writing a memorial with ink.
Countless believers recite scriptures silently in their hearts.
Under the starlight, night clouds flow.
The golden Buddha’s thousand hands merge into one, and the golden wheel in his palm disappears without a trace.
In the Nirvana of Wuzhu, Dongtianting Sword Master Fengying opened his eyes, looked around at the colorful starry sky, and a heavy aura of death emanated from his body.
Didn’t the abbot of the Hanging Temple say that we could leave after we passed the level?
Ups and downs.
Have you... cleared the level?
By the way, what is the name of the abbot of the Hanging Temple?
too long.
forgotten.
Am I... still in the illusion?
Feng Ying's eyes were lifeless as he stared blankly at the distorted starry sky. His body was wandering in this boundless place, with no exit in sight, and his brain gradually stopped thinking.
too tired.
Not only Fengying, but also in the colorful starry sky, Huaikong of the Hanging Temple clasped his hands together and chanted scriptures silently. He seemed fine, but his slightly shaking upper body exposed his weakness.
Day and night rotate.
The monks at the Hanging Temple and Fulong Temple stayed up all night chanting sutras.
The glazed relics on the altar burst into colorful light, and a cloud emerged from above, within which a dragon and a tiger fought.
Kitchen room.
The gourd and pot were raised and lowered, Changsong was added with firewood, Hu Qi added water, and Xu Zishuai put down the rice bag and wood, complaining all the time.
"Whatever Ah Shui does, he always has to do something different. Now, the fireman who cooks has to chant sutras, and I have to cook for myself."
"Hahaha."
"Hurry up and wash the rice, brother. It's almost midnight. Eat early so you can get some sleep."
early morning.
Boom!
The bronze bell rang, hollow and low.
I don’t know if it was because of the sound of the bell or the wind, but the Xinyuan Lake silently folded and the sun suddenly shattered.
In the painting of the lake, except Liang Qu, the other five people are all awake. Although it is not known whether they are successful or not, their faces show that they are much weaker.
The leaves fell onto the lake, blocking a corner.
When it floated away, Liang Qu, who was sitting cross-legged, disappeared without a trace.
The little star ape roared and stomped on the snow, jumping up and down on the spot.
Inside the crown of the Bodhi tree in the center of the lake, there was a loud yawn. The sunlight penetrated through the leaves and someone could be heard stretching. Suddenly, a thick blue tail stretched out, and the little star ape was overjoyed. He grabbed the branch and jumped into the air.
Wow.
The blue monkey, which was over three meters tall, hugged the little star ape in mid-air, kicked the branches with its feet, jumped out of the tree canopy, swept the snow by the lake with its long tail, looked at the ripples on the lake, and raised its foot to scratch its neck.
"How strange! Nirvana without dwelling? How could such a big thing happen after just a nap?"
It was almost the same moment that Liangqu disappeared from the painting of the center of the lake.
Those who carefully observe Nirvana of non-attachment keenly realize that the palm of Vairocana Tathagata is no longer a ball of hazy light, but a human figure emerges!
"Someone!"
“It’s Buddha!”
“There is Buddha!”
Millions of believers raised their heads, opened their eyes wide, and tried hard to observe the result of what had been conceived overnight.
"Looks like an ape?"
"Is it an ape?"
"The Ninth Buddha is an ape?"
In the palm of the golden Buddha, the monkey has a ferocious look on his face, sharp fangs, and every strand of golden hair is visible. He puts his hands together, and his robes are tied around his waist like a tiger-skin skirt, looking out of place.
This……
"Which Buddha in the ten directions of the world is a monkey?"
More and more people confirmed each other and looked at each other in confusion.
As a believer, I naturally know the image of Buddha, but after searching my mind, I still cannot find the corresponding Buddha.
Inside the Mahavira Hall, Dixian, who was leading the monks in chanting sutras, was truly surprised.
Liang Qu condensed the Ninth Buddha on his own, and he was able to suppress his emotions and take it calmly.
But this monkey Buddha.
who?
"Moved!"
someone shouted.
Before he finished speaking, Vairocana opened one of his clasped hands and lifted up the golden ape in his palm, as if he was showing off the apple of his eye.
"what!"
The golden ape stretched out its arms, bared its fangs, stretched itself lazily, smacked its lips, and lost its balance in a daze. It accidentally fell backwards, rolled over, and sat upright on the palm of its hand again.
The believers were even more speechless.
This is the ninth Buddha.
Not very dignified.
But the next scene completely shocked them. The five fingers of Tathagata were like pillars supporting the sky. The golden ape stood up and paced around, and came to the first finger. Then, in front of everyone, he took off the robe around his waist, revealing the elephant trunk, and urinated directly on it!
Clatter. Clatter.
Tick tock.
Golden liquid flowed out from the palm of his hand and fell into the Woxiang Lake in the Fulong Temple, creating ripples.
Elephant King: “…”
Long Binglin and Long Eying looked strange.
The little mirage dragon roared, punched with two claws, and shouted, "Boss, how cool!"
After a brief silence among the believers, there was an uproar like a tidal wave.
what's the situation?
In this situation, anyone would be condemned, but...
After peeing, the golden monkey shook himself, tied the robes around his waist again, somersaulted over to the top of Tathagata's head, and rode in the wind with his hands on his waist, his robes fluttering.
"The Buddha smiled!"
Brother Li pointed his hand into the distance.
Everyone looked up, and through the thin clouds, they actually saw a smile on the corner of the Buddha's mouth!
I don’t understand!
The believers scratched their heads.
What kind of Buddha is this? Why does it feel like just an ordinary monkey?
"Interesting." Zhang Longxiang crossed his arms.
Inside the golden ape was Liang Qu, and the golden ape was actually his true energy, just like the Mahakala of Beiting Harukhan. But at this time, his state was similar to enlightenment, and all the previous things were just instinctive reactions of the body.
The golden monkey did not stop when it came to the top of the Buddha. A green dragon surrounded it, stretched straight and turned into a dragon pillar. The shape of the dragon pillar changed again, from a green coiled dragon pillar to a golden coiled dragon pillar!
boom!
With a kick, the dragon pillar flew into the air and fell into the palm of the golden-haired man, who weighed it.
Wow!
Above the Buddha's head, a sudden gust of wind blew from the stick.
The golden monkey dances on the pillar, with great vigor!
The brilliant auspicious clouds were stirred by the wind from the Panlong stick, forming a vortex. In the center of the sky full of white clouds, the gate of heaven opened wide and golden light shone everywhere!
dance!
Stick dance!
It was an extremely bold and simple stick dance, yet it seemed to come from the ancient wilderness. All the people descended between heaven and earth for the first time, holding hands, opening every joint of the body, and praying to God with the simplest and most powerful dance moves.
In the darkness, the vast energy was pulled together by the wind from the stick, becoming thicker and heavier, as if the sun was growing in it.
The believers who were looking from afar put their hands together, looked at the golden clouds and prayed silently. For a moment, they even forgot about the disrespect of the golden monkey just now. They just wanted to forget their troubles and sing and dance with the Buddha!
Wow!
The Ze Ding trembled and flashed with brilliance.
[Dingzhu: Liang Qu]
[Refine Ze Ling: Water Ape King → Water Ape Great Sage (Purple to Orange) (Fusion Degree: 200‰)]
As he danced, Liang Qu's soul fell from the sky and completely returned to his body, staring quietly at the arrow between the Water King Ape and the Water Ape Great Sage.
As expected, when the fusion degree reaches three tenths, the Water Ape King will completely transform into the Water Ape Great Sage!
I happened to come to the Hanging Temple, and there were many corals to touch...
I didn't have time to think about it.
The golden Buddha in the form of Tathagata moved again, his palms spread apart, his head split, and he transformed into a three-headed, six-armed being.
The six arms shook, and then appeared as a thousand hands!
The golden monkey dances wildly.
At this moment, the golden wheel exit appeared in front of the other five orthodox Lin'ers who came together to grab their natal Buddha.
For no reason.
Everyone was stunned and observed for a long time before stepping out cautiously.
The daylight was just right, and the dazzling sunlight made the five people's pupils shrink, and the halos of light were hazy. Then there was a noisy crowd and cheers rang in their ears.
"It's all out! Brother Li, come and see what they got."
Li Ge flipped through it quickly.
In the palm of the golden Buddha, the people of the five true masters were still in a daze. They looked around, both at themselves and at others.
"Am I a Bodhisattva?" Feng Ying looked at his own height and suddenly realized it. Then he looked at the others and felt a little dissatisfied. "That bald guy Huaikong is actually a Buddha?"
Looking at the others, none of them were as tall as himself, so he felt relieved.
Not a shame.
"By the way, where's Liang Qu?"
The great Duke Xingyi of Dashun can't be bad.
Feng Ying looked around, but did not see Liang Qu's figure among the thousands of Buddha's hands. Finally, he suddenly had an idea and looked at the base of all the arms and above the shoulders.
Boom!
The golden monkey stopped dancing.
The cold wind ruffled the black hair on his temples, which continued to dance. Liang Qu stood proudly on top of the Buddha's head, his body shining with golden light, surrounded by dragons and tigers, and auspicious clouds, looking awe-inspiring and majestic.
"What is this...for?"
Feng Ying's eyes were fixed in a daze, and before he could see clearly what was happening, the still figure in his pupils moved.
"call!"
Heat haze rolled in.
Liang Qu took a deep breath, exhaled through his mouth and nose, opened his arms wide, hugged the dragon pillar tightly, spun three times, and swung hard.
Wow!
The wind from the stick whistles.
Above the dragon pillar and outside the Buddha's head, all the brilliance that connected heaven and earth was thrown off and turned into a vast rainbow light, like a river, pouring down, rushing and surging to the top of the Thousand Hands Forest Tree, and outside the eight largest and most dazzling golden wheels, a magnificent ninth sun gathered together!
The golden wheel vortex is deep, charming and breathtaking.
Countless people were thirsty, raised their arms excitedly, and recited the same word in their hearts and mouths.
"Buddha!"
"Buddha!"
"Buddha!"
The sound was like waves, echoing across the mountains.
Feng Ying stared and screamed.
"What the hell?"
Buddha enters the golden lotus.
One after another, human figures fell into the Buddha's hands.
Abbot Dixian stared at the ninth golden wheel, which looked like the core of a lotus, for a long time, unable to come back to his senses. He was filled with confusion.
"Donor Liang, what kind of Buddha is this monkey?"
"This Buddha..."
He was sweating profusely, his chest heaving violently, and he tried hard to calm his breathing.
Liang Qu clasped his hands together.
"Fight and win."
(End of this chapter)