Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 3444

[Chapter 3444 Hidden Dragon on the Hall of Longevity (Chapter Three)]

The most puzzling thing is that there is no Sanskrit in other parts of the longevity lamp, and there are no goddesses and dragons. Instead, there are layers of necklaces like thousands of tiny clouds all over the place. The longevity lamp also glowed with blue brilliance under the blue of the longevity lamp, which looked rather strange.

Guzhen turned his eyes slightly, and following his gaze, these clouds also began to float, as if they were covered under a longevity lamp.

“Who is Your Excellency?” At this time, Guzhen had stabilized his mind, and he didn’t dare to move rashly. He just stared at the longevity lamp and shouted, “Since Your Excellency is here, why don’t you come out and meet?”

“Your Excellency? Hahaha…” The voice laughed loudly, sounding very hearty, “Little monk, you should call the old man benefactor, right? You can’t even keep your oral precepts, how can you become a Buddha? Besides, If the old man is not old and dim, the old man seems to have heard it just now… Is there someone resenting Manjusri Bodhisattva here?”

Guzhen’s expression remained unchanged, and he replied indifferently: “The poor monk is my Buddhist guardian. It doesn’t matter if I keep my precepts or not, as long as I can eliminate demons and protect the Buddha for Buddhism… it is a great merit!”

“Does the Dharma protector not have to keep the Buddhist precepts?” The voice asked very strangely, “Why doesn’t this old man know?”

“I’m afraid the donor is not my Buddhist disciple, right?” Guzhen didn’t answer, but instead asked, “You don’t even know such a simple thing?”

“It doesn’t matter if the old man is a Buddhist disciple or not!” The voice said again, “What’s important is that this hall of longevity was built by Manjushri Bodhisattva’s body that day, and why did he build this hall of longevity at the bottom of the sage’s river? The Hall of Longevity was built in the ancient magic circle. How did he know that he built the Hall of Longevity to enshrine his relics? That was what the old man told him 100,000 years ago! It is precisely because of this that the old man has accompanied his relics here for 100,000 years. as long as!”

“Ten… 100,000 years?” Guzhen was a little stunned, and then a trace of curiosity arose in his heart.

“Yeah, little monk! Do you think it’s so easy to realize the fruit? Manjushri is a man of great wisdom and patience! He divided his relics into one one hundred thousand years ago and placed them here. Enshrined, Manjushri’s relics practiced 100,000 here, and you know how much loneliness they endured? This is just what Manjushri’s body did 100,000 years ago. In these 100,000 years, Manjushri’s body has been reincarnated several times. Do you know? Do you know the sufferings of these mundane cultivation practices? You have only just practiced for more than two hundred years, so what qualifications do you have to question the Bodhisattva’s achievement?”

“I…I…” Guzhen opened his mouth and didn’t know how to answer, thinking about his own suffering, and thinking about the previous life of Cihui, who started the layout as early as 100,000 years ago, he is really not worth it Just a mention!

“Little monk, what you cultivate is the mind, not the body! All the sufferings are the ordeals that the Buddha has inflicted on you. Your jealousy, your envy and your hatred are all obstacles to your cultivation. If you can’t Remove these obstacles, even if the old man tells you the secret of Manjushri Bodhisattva’s achievement and asks you to separate a relic to worship here, you will not be able to achieve the fruit!” The voice slammed the heart and said it with a serious face. Uncertain on blue and red.

“Buddha Amitabha, this disciple thanks the seniors!” Suddenly, Guzhen put his hands together and bowed, “The disciple knows it’s wrong! The disciple must cut off the anger in his heart from today onwards, and ask the Buddha with all his heart.”

“Good…” The voice was very happy when he heard it, “If the little monk thinks like this, the old man will also have immeasurable merits!”

After Guzhen finished speaking, he stopped talking, moved his body, and flew towards the gap in the stone wall, as if he wanted to leave.

Seeing that Guzhen’s figure reached the edge of the gap, the longevity lamp was still burning, and there was no flickering of the lights, as if he didn’t care about Guzhen’s departure.

Guzhen stepped out of the gap and hesitated for a moment, then retracted it, then lowered his head, turned around and flew back.

After he landed on the stone pillar, he whispered again: “Senior, this disciple has a question, don’t know if it should be answered?”

Who knows, Guzhen’s voice has been on the ground for a long time, and the voice has not been made before, as if it did not appear at all.

Guzhen’s face was slightly panicked, and he spoke again, but there was no response from the longevity lamp.

With a “thump”, Guzhen fell to the ground and kowtowed, “Senior! This disciple already knows that you are always my Buddhist predecessor, and it was all the disciple’s fault. The disciple thinks this is the danger of Xuanshui Palace, and the identity of the senior is unknown. The disciples can’t quite believe the senior’s words, the disciple’s departure just now was just a test, and I hope the seniors will understand!”

Saying that, Guzhen kowtowed a few times with a good attitude.

“Oh, that’s it!” The voice seemed helpless, and it came out again, “You stand up! Who is the old man, you can fly up and see! If you are not the first Buddhist son to come here in tens of thousands of years. , just for your test, this old man will never help you again!”

“Yes, yes!” The voice appeared, Guzhen’s heart finally fell, but he still didn’t dare to fly, but accompanied him with a smile, “Since the disciple has already known his mistake, then the disciple does not dare to be who the senior is, and the senior can accompany Manjushri. Bodhisattva has been around for more than 100,000 years, how could it not be my Buddhist senior? Even if the senior has not been shaved, he is still a senior in the hearts of the disciples!”

“Shaving? Hehe…” The voice said with a faint smile, “This old man wants to have a shave, but apart from the Buddha, who can shave this old man?”

“Senior?” Gu Zhen was shocked, and really didn’t understand what the voice meant.

“Just come up and take a look at the little monk!” The voice said in a light tone.

Gu was really hesitant. He wanted to see the true face of this voice, but he was afraid that he would be disappointed. Just as he was thinking about it, the voice said: “You little monk is really hateful, why do you care so much in your heart? Since you want to get the practice of relics from the old man, why don’t you believe the old man? Now the old man gives you the opportunity to show you the true face of the old man, why are you afraid that the old man will harm you?”

“I don’t dare, I don’t dare!” Gu Zhen shivered slightly and said with a smile, “It’s not that the disciple is doubting the senior, but the disciple is thinking! The disciple is my Buddhist Dharma protector, and I can’t condense relics, and a few people can’t without relics. To accommodate karmic obstacles, one of the karmic obstacles and merits of the disciple in this life cannot enter the reincarnation with the disciple, the disciple…how to separate the relics and put them here to enshrine?”

“Oh? The Buddha’s Dharma Protector… When did he have such ills?” The voice was very strange. “As far as I know, this Manjusri Bodhisattva was the Buddhist Dharma Protector! How could he enshrine the relics here?”

“How is that possible?” Guzhen’s body was shaken, and he said anxiously, “How could Manjusri Bodhisattva be a Buddhist protector?”

“Little monk, you are blind in your mind and eyes, can you be blind with your naked eyes? Haven’t you seen Manjushri’s right hand?” The voice seemed to hate that iron is not steel, and asked, “The sword in Manjushri’s hand is What is it used for? Isn’t it the one for the Demon Elimination Buddha?”

“Oh, yes, the little monk really didn’t think of it.” Thinking of the thunderbolt method of Manjushri before leaving, Guzhen’s body shook again, and his face became more and more joyful.

“Little monk, look at the picture of the Ten Thousand Buddhas in the Hall of Longevity!” The voice laughed, “Not to mention Bodhisattvas, there are many Buddha Lords who have attained Buddhahood, and many have swords in their hands! They all have The experience of being a Buddhist guardian! Since they can become Buddhas, why can’t you?”

“Really… Really?” Gu Zhen’s happy voice was trembling, “Senior… Really know this kind of secret technique?”

“Haha, of course, there are a lot of Buddhist disciples who have attained fruition in front of this old man!” The voice laughed, “When these Buddha disciples attained fruition, the old master of Yiying’s experience and mysticism can see it, you say that this old master knows Is it?”

“Ah? Senior… Who is the senior?” Guzhen was really shocked, and asked with his eyes fixed on the longevity lamp.

“You little monk, the old man asked you to come and see, but you still haven’t come? Is it possible for the old man to invite you?”

“Yes, yes, the disciple will pass now!” Gu Zhen didn’t dare to neglect, and hurriedly urged Xiangyun to fly into the air, but when his respectful eyes fell on the longevity lamp, he was stunned again.

But seeing the green in the longevity lamp, and the golden flame burning slowly on it, I don’t know what that green thing is, but this thing is clear as water, you can see the bottom at a glance, and there is nothing in it. .

“Senior?” Guzhen looked at the longevity lamp, left and right, and even looked at the ten thousand Buddhas above his head.

“This old man is here!” As the old voice resumed, he saw a trace of ripples appearing in the green and green, and then the ripples gradually increased and began to generate a circle of ripples in the longevity lamp, and finally the ripples spun. Bring that flame is also moving. Just as Guzhen couldn’t take his eyes off, a green-colored Tianlong flew out of the longevity lamp!

“Ah??” Although Guzhen had already thought about many possibilities, he couldn’t help but screamed when he saw the exact same Tianlong flying out from the moment when Cihui had attained the fruit.

That day, the dragon flew out of the longevity lamp, with golden flames burning all over his body, and turned in a circle in the entire hall before falling into the longevity lamp again! The palm-sized faucet protruded from the oil lamp, swirling flames, and a really familiar voice spit out from the dragon’s mouth: “How is it? Little monk, did the old man scare you?”

“Predecessor…Senior…” Guzhen replied with a stammer, “The disciple is really surprised, the disciple did not expect the senior to look like this!”

Speaking of this, Guzhen tentatively said: “Senior… Could it be that it is really the Heavenly Dragon of my Buddhist country?”

“Hey, the old man is naturally a Tianlong!” Tianlong sighed, and that hideous face actually made Guzhen feel a kind of sadness, “If you go back to the source, the old man is just like you, the protector of the Buddha!”

“No wonder the senior said that he has seen many Buddhas attaining fruit!” Guzhen suddenly realized, “So it turns out that the senior is protecting the Dharma for these Buddhas attaining fruition!”