Chapter 662 I am the Buddha, sitting on the lotus platform
"Master, why can I only eat vegetarian food, but you can eat chicken legs?"
The young beggar Lu Hui swallowed her saliva, drooling as she watched the old beggar eating a chicken leg on the roadside. Suddenly, she felt that the steamed bun in her hand was no longer fragrant.
The man on the street smiled and his mouth was full of oil.
"That's because you're not good enough. You should know that once the chicken enters the old beggar's stomach, their souls will be liberated and they won't have to sink into the animal realm in their next life."
After eating the raw food on the roadside, he took a big sip of the wine.
Little Lu Hui asked again, "What about the wine? Master, you don't need to pray for the wine, right?"
Lubiansheng choked for a moment, then hit him hard on the head and said, "Have you finished your homework today?"
"It's done."
"Practice ten more times!"
Little Lu Hui curled her lips, stood up and stood in a horse stance, while reciting the Diamond Sutra. There was an inexplicable Zen tone in her childish voice.
As he recited the scriptures, a hint of solemnity appeared on his little face.
Lu Biansheng was very satisfied. He thought his disciple was a natural born Buddhist, no worse than the young monk Xuanzang who went on a journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures.
Just then, a bird flew over, landed on his messy hair, and chirped something inaudible.
Lu Biansheng's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Li Daoxuan really won. I don't know how he cultivated. What a monster, what a monster!"
"Do you want to learn? I'll teach you."
A clear voice was heard, and it turned out to be the little bird.
The person standing by the roadside froze.
The next moment, the bird flew to the ground and transformed into a handsome young Taoist wearing white clothes and a golden belt. His long black hair cascaded like a waterfall and was slanted with a wooden hairpin, making him look like a banished immortal.
"Master Li!"
Little Lu Hui shouted in surprise.
Li Daoxuan nodded and smiled at him. After not seeing him for a while, this little guy had actually reached the initial stage of fasting and embarked on the path of spiritual practice.
Good bones!
Lu Biansheng's heart trembled, and he subconsciously thought of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism and the golden body method that Li Daoxuan had taken away.
Seeing this kid, it’s definitely no good!
He was about to escape with his disciples when a voice sounded.
"Don't you want to know how the Venerable Kasyapa, also known as the Dragon-Subduing Arhat, fell?"
The man walking on the roadside stopped instantly.
The Eighteen Arhats had a very good relationship, among whom the Arhat Subduing the Dragon took very good care of him. Unable to bear the recurrence of war, he predicted to Qin Shi Huang that "the one who will destroy Qin will be the Hu", for which he was punished by heaven. Thanks to the help of the Arhat Subduing the Dragon, he was not doomed.
Later, his cultivation level declined and he wandered in the human world, thus escaping the Eternal Night Catastrophe. At that time, he used a secret method to send a message to his old friend in Lingshan, asking him what happened in Lingshan, but he received no response.
Worried, he was about to cast a spell to return to Lingshan, but suddenly he received a message from the Arhat Subduing the Dragon.
"Don't go back to Lingshan!"
This sentence saved his life.
"Tell me, what do you want from this old beggar?"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, took out a thin booklet, and said, "I just need you, the Arhat of the Exploring Hand, to help me analyze this scripture."
Professional matters should be left to professionals. When it comes to Buddhism, is there anyone in the world who is more proficient in it than this former Buddhist arhat?
When he saw the big words "The Buddha Speaks of the Thirty-Seven Chapters of the Sutra" on the booklet, Lu Biansheng's face changed.
"How did you get this?"
"Impossible! Isn't this scripture already extinct?"
Not knowing what he was thinking of, Lu Biansheng hurriedly said to Li Daoxuan: "This scripture has not been spread widely, right? Does anyone else have it besides you?"
"It has not been circulated. There is only one copy."
After hearing this, the old beggar finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"What secrets does this scripture have?"
He no longer concealed the truth and said, "This 'Thirty-Seven Chapters of the Buddhist Sutra' is the Buddha's words, a supreme sutra bestowed upon the world to help people escape the sea of suffering. Anyone with the aptitude to recite this sutra will be able to communicate with the Western Paradise, see Bodhi in their hearts, hear the sound of Sanskrit in their ears, and not be deceived by the mundane world!"
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, he knew he had found the right person.
It turned out that Lubiansheng was very familiar with this sutra.
Speaking of it, this book "The Thirty-Seven Chapters of the Buddhist Sutra" is indeed amazing. As long as you recite the scriptures silently, you can communicate with the holy land of Lingshan spiritually, hear the Sanskrit chants of Arhats and the sermons of Bodhisattvas. It is a bit like online courses in later generations.
The reason why the Buddha bestowed such a precious sutra is to help one to develop aptitude.
Practicing cultivation is not easy, and good talents are rare among ten thousand. Lingshan wants them, and so does Heaven. To grow and develop, more talents must be recruited.
It is similar to the later Tsinghua University and Peking University competing for the top students from each province.
The Buddha bestowed this "Thirty-Seven Chapters of the Buddhist Sutra" in order to select the "top scholars" with extraordinary talents from the vast sea of people, and then let them get familiar with the life in Lingshan in advance, cultivate their feelings, and instill their ideas.
Of course, this requires a very high level of aptitude. Ordinary people can cultivate their sentiments by chanting scriptures, but only those with talent can become Buddhas.
"Then why was it lost later?"
Lu Biansheng's face turned serious, and he said, "After the Eternal Night, many people who recited this sutra died suddenly, went crazy, or became insane. At that time, I teamed up with some Buddhist monks to burn a large number of this sutra, so it disappeared."
Li Daoxuan's heart moved and he understood the reason.
Those crazy people should be people with outstanding talents. When they chanted scriptures, their spirits communicated with Lingshan. However, they didn't expect that after the eternal night, the gods and Buddhas withered and Lingshan had become a monster.
You are in spiritual communication with a monster, so you will naturally be affected by it, going crazy and possessed.
"Lao Lu, are you sure this scripture has been lost and no trace of it remains?"
Lu Biansheng nodded confidently and said, "Back then, I traveled all over the world and destroyed all the scriptures. Even the Buddhist monks who acted with me had their memories erased. I am the only one in the world who knows the contents of this scripture!"
After a pause, he added, "At that time, I even sacrificed my cultivation to calculate a hexagram, and the hexagram showed that this sutra no longer exists in the world!"
Li Daoxuan stroked the scripture in his hand, with a gleam in his eyes.
In this case, the strange man who told Li Zhi the scriptures in the dream must be of great importance.
Why did he want Li Zhi to promote this sutra?
Is he trying to cause chaos in the world, or to wipe out the seeds of cultivation in the world?
No matter what the reason was, it is certain that the other party had no good intentions. Fortunately, Li Zhi was not as weak and incompetent as he was in history. On the contrary, he was extremely shrewd and was not used by him.
Next, Li Daoxuan told Lu Biansheng about the giant snake god, Kasyapa and Ananda, including the strange man mentioned by Li Zhi, hoping to get some clues from him.
When Lubiansheng heard about Kasyapa's death, he was overwhelmed with grief. When he heard about Ananda's passing and giving up his body to feed the demon, he burst into tears.
He gnashed his teeth in hatred towards the giant python god who betrayed Buddhism.
But unfortunately, he didn't know who that strange man was.
In the end, Li Daoxuan left the remaining golden body of Ananda to him. Although most of the power of the golden body was swallowed by the giant python god, the remaining Buddha power should not be underestimated.
Li Daoxuan was not greedy for this golden body. The remains of the great Buddhist master should be left to his descendants for disposal.
"The great python god's Buddhist realm is not enough to bear the Venerable's Buddhist power, but you are different. If the Venerable knew, he would definitely be pleased that there would be one more Arhat in the world."
Li Daoxuan patted his shoulder and turned away.
He had seen that the divine punishment that Lu Biansheng had suffered had not yet been completely eliminated, and his cultivation had dropped to the early stage of Yang Shen, and was extremely unstable.
The Arhat with Extended Hands who once spoke up for the people of the world should not have fallen to this state.
"Wait a moment!"
The roadside man bowed deeply to Li Daoxuan and said, "I am an old beggar who never owes anyone a favor. I will repay this great favor one day!"
Li Daoxuan did not turn around, but waved his hand and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait."
The figure gradually disappeared.
The man on the road looked back at the golden body of Venerable Ananda, sadness appeared in his eyes, and he did not speak for a long time.
…
In a secluded and deserted cave.
Li Daoxuan set up a defensive and concealing formation, and awakened the little flower god to protect him. Then, with a thought, he took out the ninth-grade golden lotus of merit.
In an instant, the entire cave was shining with golden light.
A ninth-grade golden lotus floated in the air, surrounded by wisps of meritorious aura, holy, mellow, vast and warm.
The moment I saw the lotus platform, my heart became pure and wisdom surged.
The lotus platform blooms with infinite Buddha light, brilliant and dazzling.
Sister Yu was also born from a ninth-grade lotus. That lotus was also of fairy quality, but compared with this ninth-grade golden lotus of merit, it was undoubtedly much inferior.
You should know that in Lingshan, only Buddha Tathagata can sit on this thing.
Li Daoxuan no longer hesitated. He sat cross-legged on the lotus platform. All of a sudden, he felt a vast energy protecting his body and soul, as high as the sky and as vast as the earth.
It seemed that as long as he sat on it, no one in the world could hurt him.
The ultimate defense!
Most of the magic weapons Li Daoxuan obtained were of offensive type. This time he got a defensive treasure, which made up for his long-standing shortcoming.
Of course, his physical body with the fourth level of profound skills is already better than most spiritual treasures in the world.
"Little Flower God, do you think that since Daddy is sitting on this lotus platform, can he also pretend to be the Buddha?"
Li Daoxuan smiled, then formed the Bodhi seal with his hands and performed seventy-two transformations.
In an instant, the Buddha's light shone brightly on the lotus platform, and a golden Buddha of six meters in height appeared, with a bun on his head, ears hanging down to his shoulders, and a compassionate look, overlooking the world.
The Ninth Grade Golden Lotus of Merit automatically grew larger, just enough for him to sit down.
The little flower god was so frightened that he stopped drinking the nectar. He wiped his eyes and dared not recognize him.
On the lotus platform, the Buddha Tathagata looked solemn and his voice was like thunder. He said to the flower god who was the size of a fingernail: "Give Daddy a banana fan."
Hmm... the style of painting is a bit strange.
The little flower god fanned with all his might.
The wind is howling, and the clouds are flying!
Li Daoxuan did not make any movement. The lotus platform blossomed with brilliance, and was enveloped in golden light, as bright as the morning glow. Wisps of merit and virtue aura emerged, and instead of being blown away, they became even more intense.
No matter how hard the weather gets, I remain unmoved.
The little flower god was so tired that he could only stick out his tongue, but he saw the Buddha sitting steadily on the lotus platform, smiling slightly, and said: "Blessings and infinite heavenly master, you are really a good treasure."
Little Flower God: “…”
I always feel like something is weird .
