Chapter 128 Born Holy
Awooo~
In the woods, the howling of wolves could be heard one after another. A huge black wolf as big as a building was rampaging in the woods. Wherever it passed, trees fell down, vines broke, beasts fled in panic, and birds flew away in fear.
Behind the Wolf King, there was a wolf demon that was as small as an ox or as big as an elephant. The demonic energy turned into black clouds, stretching for miles, with such a mighty momentum that even tigers and wolves would be frightened when they saw it, and their legs would tremble and they would shit and urinate.
Moreover, wherever this pack of demon wolves passed, as the howling of wolves continued to sound, the mountain wolves living in these continuous mountains continued to join in, following behind their leader, which made the size of this pack even more terrifying, with its number exceeding one hundred to nearly a thousand.
"Amitabha!"
Just when the wolf pack was about to rush out of the forest, a sound that sounded plain at first but exploded like thunder came from everywhere, and the Buddha's light shot up into the sky, standing in the direction of the wolf pack like a solid and insurmountable barrier.
The dark clouds formed by the demonic energy immediately began to disintegrate under the shining Buddha's light, but as the blue flames ignited on the black wolf in the lead, the demonic clouds that stretched for miles suddenly stabilized again, and pressed down on an old monk in hemp clothes who was standing in the bushes and laughing!
He was an old monk who looked very simple. The wrinkles on his face were like gullies on the loess plain, crisscrossing each other, silently telling the vicissitudes and ruthlessness of time.
However, such an old monk had his back straight, holding a string of sandalwood beads in his hand, and facing the wolf king who came from the mountains to lead the wolf pack, there was no panic on his face, but a calm smile.
Beside him, there were three mountain wolves as big as calves squatting, looking uneasy and frightened , with panic and fear in their eyes.
It was the three-headed wolf demon that was absent after Black Mountain summoned him but did not go to Wolf Valley.
"Wolf King, please calm down!"
The old monk was calm and composed in the face of this pack of demonic wolves that could crush an ordinary army. He was not frightened at all by the monsters, whose numbers and appearances were beyond the comprehension of mortals.
"Montenegro, don't be impulsive, wait for me to come over!"
Feng Qing'an had been maintaining the "Spirit-hosting Technique" and placing his consciousness on Heishan. Naturally, he also saw the old monk who blocked his way and the vast Buddhist light rising from his body.
Although he was just one person, the Buddha's light emanating from his body was enough to compete with the evil cloud that stretched for miles. Although Heishan did not contribute much, the evil cloud above his head was just a natural phenomenon formed when the wolves gathered, but the old monk did not take it seriously.
Feng Qing'an had seen the newly built Buddhist temple from afar. It was magnificent and majestic. When it was completed, the Buddha's light burst out and soared into the sky. It was much stronger than what he saw before.
Awooo~
Heishan let out a low growl and led the wolf pack to confront the old monk. His icy blue eyes glanced indifferently at the three wolf monsters beside the old monk, and then his eyes fell on the old monk. The wild intuition honed by the bloody battles made it know that the old monk in front of it was not simple.
"Last night, I was preaching in the mountains, attracting many birds and beasts to listen. Among them, the three under your command, Wolf King, were the most Buddha-like. They were so engrossed in listening that they forgot the time and ignored your call!"
The old monk's tone was very peaceful, even humble. He pointed at the three wolf monsters beside him and praised them before pleading for them.
"So when I finished preaching, they realized that they had not obeyed your call and were very frightened. They came to seek my help. This is my fault. I am willing to bear the consequences and ask for forgiveness, Wolf King !"
"This monk!"
Not only Heishan couldn't help but grit his teeth when he heard these words, Feng Qingan also frowned. The old monk's words sounded very humble, but what was revealed in his words was indeed an invisible deterrence and declaration.
Preaching in the mountains and attracting birds and beasts, what kind of realm is this, that what he said could attract monsters and beasts, even birds and beasts that have no intelligence can listen.
As for ignoring the Wolf King's call because of listening to his lectures, this was a provocation to any monarch with a little ambition, and the so-called request for forgiveness was even more of a demonstration!
Look, I didn't do it on purpose. I just sat in the mountains and gave lectures, and your subordinates ignored or even disregarded your orders in order to listen to me preach the scriptures.
Ask for forgiveness?
This is already a face-to-face output!
"Wolf King, this was an unintentional act of mine, but it almost caused the lives of people outside the mountain to be destroyed. I am willing to chant a volume of the "Saint Wheel King Sutra" to calm the Wolf King's anger and atone for my sins!"
The old monk seemed not to notice Heishan's angry attack. He sat cross-legged on the ground, spinning the Buddhist beads in his hands. The clear and peaceful Zen sound rang out.
"The Buddha told the bhikkhus, in this world there is a chakravartin king who has accomplished the seven treasures and possesses four divine virtues. How did the chakravartin king accomplish the seven treasures? One is the golden wheel treasure, two is the white elephant treasure, and three is the blue horse treasure..."
The invisible Buddhist rhythm enveloped the forest as the sound of preaching rose. Beside the old monk, the three-headed wolf demon, who had been terrified for fear of being punished by the wolf king, now looked calm.
Above the heads of the demonic wolves, the demonic cloud that stretched for miles could no longer be stopped from collapsing, because Heishan, as the wolf king, no longer had the energy to maintain the system to resist the demonic energy.
It heard the Buddhist sound of the old monk preaching, and its feelings were completely different from all other wolf demons. It saw a golden wheel radiating thousands of rays of light, and in front of the golden wheel stood a glorious and majestic figure, but it could not see it clearly.
Heishan subconsciously wanted to get a glimpse of the true appearance of the figure, even if it was just to see it once. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not see the truth. Only as the sound of preaching entered his ears, the figure gradually became clear and visible.
"Montenegro!"
Feng Qing'an, who was running on the ridge of the field in the early morning, saw this scene and felt the change in Heishan's mood. His face suddenly darkened. This old monk was extremely outrageous!
Because it was not just Black Mountain, but also the pack of demon wolves behind it, and even those ordinary mountain wolves that were attracted by the wolf demon's aura and gathered together, either coiled, sitting, or lying, all lost their attacking posture at this moment, and listened to the old monk's lecture in a lazily manner.
It was not just Heishan. Feng Qing'an, who projected his consciousness onto Heishan, was also affected at this moment. The clear sound of Zen chanting echoed in his mind.
He saw a peaceful and flat land without thorns, hills, pits, toilets, smelly rubble, etc., with a mild climate and happy people. There were also so-called Wheel Kings holding the seven treasures, and there was even more than one!
“This old monk!”
Neither the sword in his hand nor the jade pendant on his waist reacted to this at all, because this was a solemn Buddhist scripture. Feng Qing'an even seemed to have realized something and vaguely sensed something.
"The Supreme Star, responds to changes without stopping..."
Although Feng Qing'an did not notice anything unusual and felt that he had gained some unspeakable benefits, he still subconsciously rejected it and recited the Taoist Heart Purification Mantra he learned from Donghuang in his heart.
After protecting his thoughts, Feng Qing'an stepped into the forest. When he saw that there was no one around, blazing sun flames gushed out from behind him and transformed into four wings. The tall and slender young man suddenly rose from the ground and flew nimbly through the forest.
In just a moment, Feng Qing'an had already seen the vast and ethereal Buddha's light, as well as the clear pronunciation of the Zen sound, which attracted the birds and beasts in the forest to come and listen.
Feng Qing'an looked down and saw a gray fox beneath him. It moved nimbly through the bushes and ran towards the direction where the old monk was preaching, ignoring his unusual figure in the forest.
"Buddhism!"
Feng Qing'an fell from the sky and walked on the ground. Just as he was striding forward, his footsteps suddenly stopped. He turned his head suddenly and immediately saw an elegant scholar with a green robe fluttering in the forest wind, one hand behind his back, holding a green jade in the other, looking leisurely.
Mountain god!
Yes, an old monk with such supernatural powers came from outside the mountain. As the mountain god, how could he not know about it, and how could he turn a blind eye to it?
"Mr. Feng, are you here to listen to the sutra?"
Noticing Feng Qing'an's gaze, the handsome and flawless man, who was almost an inhuman gentleman, turned his head and asked with a smile.
"Is the Lord also interested in Buddhist scriptures?"
Feng Qing'an frowned. He was able to resist the influence of the Zen sound, so there was no reason why the mountain god couldn't do it. And judging from the mountain god's appearance, it was obvious that he was not affected by the scriptures.
"I will accept anyone who is beneficial to me!"
The mountain god answered calmly that his meaning was very clear, this scripture was good for him, so he came over to listen, without any other intention.
"God, this monk is preaching in the mountains. Isn't that disturbing the order of the mountains?"
Feng Qing'an wanted to know the mountain god's attitude towards the old monk at this moment. This was very crucial.
"When snakes and rats live in the same den, foxes and rabbits live together, and hawks and sparrows share the same branch, it will naturally disrupt the normal order of the mountains!"
The mountain god looked towards the place where the Buddha's light was vast and bright and replied.
He could see the scene around the old monk because the monk was in his territory. The mountains were his domain of law, and nothing that happened there could escape his eyes.
"Why doesn't the mountain god expel this monk?"
"Mr. Feng!"
The elegant scholar in green robes was still looking at the place where the Buddha's light was rising into the sky.
“He is spreading the Dharma!”
"Teaching the Dharma!?"
Feng Qingan's brows furrowed even deeper.
He only knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch. Why did this old monk come to this remote area for no reason, go into the mountains and forests, and selflessly teach his magic to wild beasts and monsters?
It is obvious that there is something wrong here. How can we just let it go?
"Is there anything wrong with the method he taught?"
"From what I've heard so far, there's no problem!"
The mountain god replied that this was why He appeared here.
"No problem, that's the biggest problem. This monk must have some ulterior motive!"
Feng Qing'an was not afraid at all of the greatest malicious speculations about the old monk. If he really wanted to spread the Dharma and accumulate merits, the world is so big, and there are many places like this, why would he come all the way here to spread the Dharma?
"I know he has an agenda."
The mountain god agreed with Feng Qingan's point of view, and glanced at the boy vaguely, and then continued,
"If you practice the Dharma taught by this monk, there is nothing wrong with it. However, this Dharma itself contains the meaning of salvation. However, it is not the monk's doing anything wrong. It is the common point of the Dharma of Buddhism. If you practice Buddhism to the highest depth, you will definitely enter Buddhism in the future!"
"Venerable God, since you know the shortcomings of Buddhism, why do you allow it to happen?"
Feng Qing'an felt that if the mountain god in front of him was willing to help, then he could save himself some trouble.
“He is spreading the Dharma!”
Same question, but still same answer.
"Even if it is a method that can lead practitioners into Buddhism?"
"Yes!"
Feng Qingan suddenly understood why the mountain god had let it go. And the mountain god's next words also confirmed the thoughts that emerged in his mind.
"Master Feng, you are different from the rest of us. You and your brother are born as saints, and you have cultivated your own ways. But I was just a wild snake in the mountains. You don't know how hard it is to cultivate and how difficult it is to seek the truth, but I do!"
Feng Qing'an now understood the mountain god's position and choice, and also understood His choice.
He once asked the mountain god for Dharma on behalf of Heishan, and the mountain god bestowed a method on him. According to the mountain god himself, it was a method he realized after observing the rotation of the four seasons, the alternation of the sun and the moon, and the movement of the stars, and he spent sixty years to realize it.
When hearing it for the first time, one feels astonished and admires the mountain god's high level of understanding, who could actually understand the secrets of cultivation from the movement of heaven and earth.
But now Feng Qingan understood the helplessness and despair contained in this seemingly heaven-defying method of self-enlightenment!
No one to teach the Dharma! No place to seek the truth!
What he saw now was the mountain god of Qingmang Mountain who had existed for 1,500 years. However, this mountain god was a small snake demon without any origin or roots. In a desperate situation, he could only choose the path of self-realization.
If someone had taught the little snake demon Dharma back then, he probably would not be able to see the mountain god before him now. It was because he obtained the Dharma from the mountain that the mountain god chose to become a mountain god.
"Even if it is Buddhism, it is still the Dharma. It is one of the few straight and righteous paths in the world. I will not prevent the creatures in the mountains from obtaining the Dharma. Since I am a mountain god, I will naturally not cut off their opportunities!"
At this point, the mountain god suddenly smiled.
"Besides, even if it is Buddhism, what does it matter? As long as you don't practice it to a high level, you can change your practice and take another path!"
"I understand. I am ashamed that I said something as ridiculous as 'Why not eat meat?'"
Feng Qing'an now completely understood the reason why the mountain god did nothing. If he were the mountain god, he would probably make the same choice.
"It doesn't matter. If you are willing to look down at the creatures in the mountains and bless the mountains and forests and enlighten the beasts, you are much better than those gods who are born high and mighty!"
The mountain god sighed sincerely, saying that he had seen every move of Feng Qing'an in the mountains and forests, so he tolerated such a large group of demonic wolves that had even disrupted the order in the mountains to appear in the mountains.
"I will take your words as praise, Lord!"
Feng Qing'an laughed, his brows relaxed, and he moved forward with his sword.
"Mr. Feng!"
"Does the Lord have any further instructions?"
Feng Qingan looked back.
