Chapter 518: Vajra Realm Vairocana Tathagata Heart Mantra
Xuanzang found himself in an extremely dark world.
He saw Xiaotang holding an umbrella not far away. She made a bubble-blowing gesture towards him, then smiled sweetly and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
He tried to follow, but a hand held his shoulder.
"Let me go—"
Xuanzang turned his head, but stood there in a daze, his eyes quickly becoming moist.
“ Master…Master!”
Master Sanle appeared behind him, still smiling, his eyes full of pity and kindness.
Xuanzang suddenly threw himself into his master's arms, his voice choking with sobs: "Master, I...I thought I would never see you again!"
No matter how intelligent he is, he is still just a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. After going through so many things, he seems strong, but in front of his master, he eventually reveals his inner fear and anxiety.
Sanle sighed softly, touched Xuanzang's bald head, and said: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hate, separation and parting, Buddhist monks like us will eventually have to go through life in the mortal world ."
Xuanzang heard a farewell in his master's words and asked hurriedly, "Master, where are you going?"
Sanle sighed, "Of course I should go to where my teacher should go."
After a pause, he said in a serious voice: "Xuanzang, time is limited. Please listen carefully to what I am going to say next. Whether we can completely kill Mara and restore peace to the world depends on you."
Xuanzang was shocked and very confused. He was just a little monk who didn't even have any magical powers. What could he do in such a big event?
"I sacrificed my life to feed the demon, just to give Moruo a physical body, but I didn't expect him to suppress my consciousness with the method of reincarnation, which led to the result today."
"Right now, Moro is fighting hard with Qing Yi and Old Heavenly Master, so I can come to see you quietly through dreams."
"Xuanzang, raise your right hand now."
Xuanzang did as he was told, and then found that a word "Buddha" had appeared on the palm of his hand, emitting a faint light.
"Before in the White Horse Temple, when you saw the demon fetus, your master secretly gave you a gift, which is this word 'Buddha'. It is also the only hope to defeat Moruo!"
Xuanzang wiped away his tears, revealed a determined look, and said: "Master, what should I do?"
The master is willing to risk his life to kill Mara, and as a disciple, he is also not afraid of life and death!
Sanle asked, "Do you remember the 'Three Hundred Children's Songs' I gave you?"
Xuanzang was stunned and asked in surprise: "Master, singing nursery rhymes to Mara... is it okay?"
Master Sanle shook his head and smiled, "What you see is an illusion, what you realize is the truth. There are all kinds of phenomena, but do not cling to them as empty. Xuanzang, read that book carefully, and then you will understand everything."
He stretched out his little finger and said with a smile: "You are just a little bit away from defeating Moruo."
After saying that, Sanle’s figure became increasingly fainter.
Xuanzang quickly held his hand tightly and said, "Master, please don't go. It's so dark here. How can I leave? I'm so scared!"
"The cycle of karma has its own destiny. Don't be afraid. Someone will help you leave here."
"Master, don't leave!!"
Xuanzang had a vague premonition that this might be the last time he and his master met.
Sanle's voice had a hint of emotion in its calmness.
"When I found you in the river, you weighed only 15 pounds, and in the blink of an eye you have grown this big."
"Xuanzang, after we destroy Mara, you can return to secular life and become Jiang Liu'er again. You can marry and have children, or become an official, do business, or farm and raise fish. It's all up to you."
He sighed deeply and said, "If you insist on staying in Buddhism, remember not to think about going west to obtain the scriptures. The shortcomings of Mahayana Buddhism are the regret of my teacher and Bodhidharma, not yours."
“You should have your own life.”
The sound became farther and farther away, and Sanle's figure finally disappeared.
Xuanzang fell into the darkness. He raised his right hand, hoping to illuminate the darkness with the word "Buddha" on the palm of his hand, but how could a little firefly light illuminate the world?
Xuanzang felt his body getting colder and colder, his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he was gradually swallowed by the darkness.
However, at this moment, the brilliant Buddha light lit up and continuously poured into Xuanzang's body, driving away the darkness and cold.
An old voice echoed in this dark world, like a sudden enlightenment and a wake-up call.
"Amitabha, wake up quickly!"
"Wake up!"
"wake up!"
…
Xuanzang suddenly opened his eyes. The moonlight was like water and the night sky of Luoyang was a little dazzling. Through the layers of clouds, he could hear the roar of thunder and see the dazzling fairy light.
As bright as day.
Xuanzang felt that his body was full of strength. Not only had all his injuries healed, but the upper, middle and lower dantians were all opened up. The rich Buddhist magic power was like a rushing river, condensing into a lake.
His eyes were jade-colored, and the moonlight around him made him feel very familiar. His body was light and agile, and he seemed to be able to move like a bird in the moonlight.
This is the sign of entering the Yin Shen realm.
Xuanzang looked at his hands in disbelief.
"When did I...cultivate to the Yin God Realm?"
Although he was only in the initial stage of Yin Shen, he crossed the three realms of Qigong from an ordinary person in a short moment. If this were to be spread, it would definitely be shocking to the world.
"Amitabha, you finally woke up."
Xuanzang turned his head and saw an old monk with white beard, looking old and tired, sitting quietly on the ground. He had only one arm and his breath was peaceful and calm.
He looked very old, even his eyebrows had turned completely white, like frost and snow.
"Master, you saved me?"
Huichan nodded and said, "I have already injected the remaining power into your body through the initiation method. Little monk, your name is Xuanzang, right?"
Xuanzang looked at the old and kind Huichan, and was deeply moved. His eyes turned red and he nodded quickly.
"Good boy, don't cry."
Huichan looked at Xuanzang as if he was looking at a priceless treasure.
"You have such a good aptitude that you can hold so much Buddhist power. No wonder the Buddha chose you."
Xuanzang was puzzled.
Huichan pointed to the sky and said, "Go and do what you should do. The people of Luoyang City are still waiting for you."
Xuanzang remembered his master's words and became more energetic. He said, "I know. Master said that the key to defeating Mara is in the "Three Hundred Children's Songs". I always keep that book close to me--"
Xuanzang took out the book that he had placed on his body, but his pupils narrowed and he looked terrified.
Because the book "Three Hundred Children's Songs" was placed right on his chest. Before, his heart was pierced by Moro, and the book was also pierced through. Except for the four corners, the contents in the center were almost all burned to ashes.
…
Thousands of feet high.
The situation is changing little by little.
Just as the old Taoist priest said, the divine power of the Green-Robed Lady is not endless. Compared with the 84,000 years of accumulation of Maitreya Buddha, although she is extremely talented, her foundation is still far behind.
As time went by, the balance of victory began to slowly tilt.
The Green- Robed Lady and the Old Heavenly Master stood side by side, with immortal light and thunder everywhere, and they repelled the attacks of Moro and his four companions time and time again. They chopped off Moro's head countless times, but it was still of no avail.
Now the four Moro surrounded them, relying on their immortality to consume the magic power of the two men. Their intentions were very obvious.
"Zhang Zhiyan, Qingyi, you are the two strongest people in the world, but you still can't do anything to me. It is said that a man who knows the times is a hero. You should know that no one in this world can defeat me!"
Moro beckoned, "If you are willing to join me, I can assure you that Longhu Mountain and Qingming Realm will never be lost and will remain under your control."
"Zhang Zhiyan, you don't have much time left. After I unify the human world, I can help you overcome the calamity and become an immortal!"
"And Qingyi, you really surprise me. You actually have such a powerful Shinto practice. I can make you a Buddha in the future, and we can sit on the lotus platform together. How about that?"
Moro's voice seemed to have some kind of strange power that could bewitch people's hearts. It was full of temptation and invisibly aroused people's greed.
But the old Taoist priest and the lady in green were both people with extraordinary mental states and were not moved at all.
"Longhu Mountain disciples would rather die in glory than live in disgrace . How could we kneel before the demons?"
The old Taoist priest showed a hint of sarcasm in his eyes and said, "Moruo, don't use those tricks of yours. Aren't you ashamed?"
Lady Qing Yi was even more direct and said coldly, "Disgusting."
Moro snorted coldly and said, "I am the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven of the Desire Realm. When Tathagata attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, I almost defeated him. What are you two juniors?"
The lady in green said calmly, "He is just a demon who was once suppressed into the Avici Hell by the Buddha."
The old Taoist priest added, "You still call yourself the enemy of Buddha's enlightenment? Haha, maybe to Buddha, you are just a little bug buzzing around under the Bodhi tree!"
Moro showed a hint of anger.
The thing he was most proud of was that he had once prevented Sakyamuni from achieving enlightenment. Although he failed, he was still proud of it. How could he allow a junior to slander him?
"Nonsense, I almost stopped Tathagata from achieving enlightenment. Now I have a physical body. Even if Tathagata is resurrected, what can he do to me?"
"My little Tathagata, what can you do to me?"
He wantonly insulted the being that he once feared, and felt a sense of pleasure in revenge.
However, the next moment, the sky and the earth suddenly brightened, and the brilliant golden light covered the sky, falling from the sky and descending to the earth. The texture of the palm could be vaguely seen, like mountains and rivers.
Moro's pupils trembled, revealing unprecedented panic and fear.
"This, this is impossible!"
"Tathagata... How could he still be alive!!!"
Boom!
Nine-day clouds fell along with this giant Buddha's hand. The palm was like a universe, completely locking down Mara. No matter how many magical powers and luck he had, he could only withstand this palm.
At this moment, Moro was so nervous that his body was shaking.
He was extremely sure that this hand was the hand of Tathagata, and he would never make a mistake in remembering Tathagata's aura!
He was once ruthlessly thrown into the Avici Hell by this hand and suppressed for countless years!
All kinds of memories came flooding back to Moro, making him taste the fear once again.
…
Half an hour ago.
Xuanzang stared at the almost destroyed "Three Hundred Children's Songs" in a daze, with only one thought left in his mind.
It’s over, it’s all over!
The important task entrusted to me by my master was ruined just like that!
A breeze blew and gently brushed Xuanzang's cheek, which made his heart move, as if he remembered something.
The master told him to watch carefully.
Xuanzang sat cross-legged, quietly gazing at the book of "Three Hundred Children's Songs" in front of him. In fact, he had read this book so many times that he knew all its contents by heart, but he had not discovered any secrets.
He flipped open the badly damaged book, thinking back to his master's words in his mind.
"What you see is an illusion, what you realize is the truth. There are all kinds of phenomena, but do not cling to them as empty."
His Zen mind became calmer and calmer, and he seemed to understand what his master meant.
He was so obsessed with seeing the secrets in the book that he became obsessed and was blinded by it, and couldn't see clearly.
What you see is illusion, what you understand is truth.
A glimmer of wisdom flashed in Xuanzang's eyes, and he did a move that surprised Huichan. He reached out and tore the book "Three Hundred Children's Songs" into pieces, letting the scraps of paper fly everywhere.
Xuanzang closed his eyes and unconsciously sat cross-legged. His monk's robe fluttered and radiated gentle Buddhist light, as if Kasyapa smiled and suddenly realized Zen.
The words of "Three Hundred Children's Songs" flowed in his mind, automatically arranged and reorganized, and in the small space of his mind, they became another book.
The Heart Mantra of Vajra Realm Vairocana Tathagata!
Ancient Sanskrit characters flowed in his mind, emitting infinite Buddha light.
Xuanzang couldn't help but recite it aloud.
"Om, Vārila, Tutu, ṇa..."
He uttered a series of difficult and obscure Sanskrit words, and the word "Buddha" in his hand became brighter and brighter, until it looked like a shining sun.
It was not until Xuanzang sensed a distant place called Lingshan that he heard a rumbling sound in his mind, as if he heard the sound of thunder from the West.
He finally understood everything.
On the lotus platform deep in Lingshan Mountain, there is a golden severed hand.
This holy place, where countless arhats, bodhisattvas and Buddhas once gathered and where Tathagata Buddha preached, has now become empty and silent.
Only a golden hand remained on the twelve-level golden lotus of merit.
That is the hand of Buddha.
The word "Buddha" on Xuanzang's palm is the link connecting this Buddha's hand, so when Huichan saw it, he said that he saw the real Buddha.
The "Vajra Realm Vairocana Tathagata Heart Mantra" is the mantra to activate the Buddha's hand. Only with both can the Buddha's hand reappear in the world to subdue demons and monsters!
Huichan gazed at the Buddha's hand that descended from the sky, bowed devoutly, and tears streamed down his face.
After more than ninety years of hard practice, I finally got to see the Buddha!
Die without regrets.
Looking at Xuanzang, he seemed to see the future prosperity of Buddhism and heard the morning bells and evening drums, the wooden fish chanting. There were no disasters or wars, and everything was so peaceful and calm.
Luoyang is so beautiful like that!
…
boom!
In full view of everyone, the Buddha's hand suppressed only Mara, and then turned into a mountain of five elements, landing thirty miles outside Luoyang city.
The ground shook like dragons and snakes tumbling.
The towering Five Elements Mountains that reach into the clouds suppress Mara and block all his magical powers. The ground is like blue steel and he cannot escape, and the sky is like a sea of suffering and he cannot fly.
Without the blessing of Mara's magical powers, the incarnations of the Three Buddhas automatically dissipated.
Everything seemed to be over.
Li Daoxuan let out a long sigh and said, "I never thought that Xuanzang was the ray of hope!"
The brother he had always protected saved the people of the city and even summoned the hand of Buddha to defeat the almost invincible Mara.
He is indeed the man who can control Sun Wukong!
Li Daoxuan smiled with relief, it was finally over.
Unexpectedly, the toad suddenly shouted loudly: "Fool, the hand of the Buddha can subdue the Mara of the past, but it cannot subdue the Mara who now has Maitreya's physical body. What's more, the Five Elements Mountain has not been blessed by the Six-Character Mantra. Mara can escape immediately with the power of his physical body!"
Just as he finished speaking, the Five Elements Mountain suddenly rumbled and rocks rolled down like a landslide.
Li Daoxuan suddenly thought of the scene in Journey to the West where Sun Wukong was pinned under a mountain by the Buddha and nearly overturned the mountain. He was finally subdued by the Buddha's six-character mantra.
There is no Buddha’s six-syllable mantra now!
The toad cursed at Li Daoxuan: "Don't you understand? The ray of hope is not from Xuanzang, but from you, kid! It's you!!"
After saying this, the toad turned into meat paste with a bang, as if it had suffered some invisible backlash, and died in a very miserable way.
