The Legend Of WuKong: [43.]
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[43.]
The huge snowflakes are like blood-coagulated ice crystals under the reflection of the firelight pouring out of the sky. The entire heaven is filled with this flying red. The ice and snow refract the flames and shine in the sky like rubies. These bright red stardust are in the universe. They whirled, destroying all objects in front of them with unstoppable momentum and extremely beautiful gestures. The palaces of the gods were shattered and disintegrated in this frenzy.
In this dance of destruction, the gods hid in panic. They clearly heard the wild laughter between heaven and earth. Even the hurricane could not cover it. At the top of Lingxiao Temple, the figure stood with burning fire behind him. The burning sky, his huge shadow moved to the entire heaven as the flames rose.
西天
“Jinchan, you are back.” Tathagata said, “Have you prepared your Dharma theory?”
“I suddenly don’t want to talk about anything.” Jin Chanzi said, “I can never express the growth of a tree or the whole picture of a flower in words. I just want to ask one question: What is the true meaning of life? ?Please don’t tell me in words.”
Tathagata no longer looked at the golden cicada, he picked up a flower from the edge of his seat.
Jin Chanzi stood there, speechless.
Kasyapa smiled on the side.
The Tathagata sighed: “Jinchan, I thought you would be the one to realize it. Kassapa, you have learned my dharma.”
Kasyapa stepped forward and knelt down.
All the disciples sang Dharma hymns. The rays of light are blooming in the western sky, and flowers and rain are falling from the sky.
The golden cicada still stood there, like a wooden sculpture, with flower petals flying, but all those that fell on him withered.
“Jin Chan, what else are you trying to figure out?”
Jin Chan said with empty eyes: “The bowel movement has been relieved, but the enlightenment has not been realized. The flowers have fallen off the dead wood, and there is no life left.”
The Tathagata said: “In that case, you can practice for another five hundred years and then come back.”
Jin Chanzi was still silent, silent.
“You go.” Tathagata said.
Guanyin stepped forward: “Brother, please go down first.”
She went to push Jin Chanzi, but she couldn’t move him at all.
Jin Chanzi suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Tathagata, his eyes like lightning: “I want to win the bet with you!”
“What?” Tathagata smiled.
“Yes! I will bet with you to win! I will use my thousands of years of practice to bet with you to win!”
“Are you serious?”
“Senior brother, no!” Guanyin pulled the golden cicada.
“Brother, why bother? If you don’t understand, just go back and think more.” Pu Xian and other disciples all said.
“Junior brother, why do you need to spend a thousand years of Taoism to fight against the master…” Kasyapa also got up from the ground and said.
“I am Zhenyi!” Jin Chanzi jumped up, “You understand what he meant. You laugh because of your enlightenment, but you forget that there are millions of people in the world who cannot laugh!”
There was a rumble of thunder on the top of Lingshan Mountain, and the Buddhas trembled, and lightning shone deep into everyone’s heart. At that moment, everything in the hall suddenly became only black and white, black is dead silence, white is agility, they are constantly moving. They flow and increase and decrease with each other. It turns out that everything comes from this.
“Leiyin Temple, it turns out there really is a thunderous sound…” They looked to the sky in surprise.
“You clearly misunderstood me.” Kasyapa said.
“Kasyapa, don’t argue with him. Jinchan, tell me, what bet do you want to win?” Tathagata said slowly.
“Let’s bet on whether the gods can really control the destiny of the world.”
“Jin Chan, you are destined to lose. No one can escape from my palm.”
“I am strong
The letter is. “Jin Chanzi said.
“Jin Chan, if you win this bet, the gods will prove to be unable to control the world, and they will be embarrassed to see the world again, and the gods and Buddhas will never reappear in the world. But what if you lose?” Tathagata says.
“I gave up this path, fell into reincarnation again, became an ordinary person, and found what I was looking for in this life.”
Jin Chan took out a hand scroll from his arms, turned to Guanyin and said: “I have a Tripitaka, which contains the Mahayana teachings that I have thought about for thousands of years. No matter whether I win or lose this time, I hope you will This volume has been handed down to the world. It is not a scripture or a way to save people, but it is a collection of my life’s gains. It may be helpful to those who seek a way in the future.”
Guanyin took it and saw the thin scroll. He was confused. When he opened it and took a look, he couldn’t help shouting: “Brother, this is…”
Jin Chan smiled at her: “Yes.”
“Golden Chanzi,” Tathagata said, “you have finally achieved such merit, why do you want to take the risk and walk the road to the West again?”
Jin Chanzi turned around and laughed and asked: “Where is the Western Sky?”
“I am in the Western Heaven.”
“That’s right,” Jin Chanzi said, “I am in the west.”
The Tathagata looked at the golden cicada, his gaze was like the vast ocean, it was a kind and profound gaze, it is said that anyone who receives this gaze can obtain the supreme Dharma.
Jin Chan looked at Tathagata, but it was an auroral light from outside the universe, illuminating the huge undercurrent swirling deep in the sea.
The clouds in Lingshan became lower and lower, making people breathless. No one dared to breathe loudly.
The only ones with calm expressions were Jin Chan and Tathagata. There was no wind, but the sleeves of their robes were fluttering high.
The clouds that had accumulated in Lingshan for a long time suddenly collapsed, heavy rain poured down, and there was an uproar in the sky and the earth.