Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 263 Don't Worship the True Buddha, Worship Me
King Che Tuo couldn't sit still, and stood up from the dragon chair suddenly, with surprise that couldn't be hidden on his face.

"Is this true?"

Once the many years of practice were broken, King Chetuo couldn't stand or sit for a while, staring at the gate of the palace eagerly, thinking about how to find a reason to go out and have a glimpse of the fairy.

It was Sun Xi, an old slave, who would figure out the Sacred Heart.

Seeing that King Che Tuo was anxious, he took the initiative to speak to King Che Tuo.

"When the Bodhisattva appeared, the rain fell from the heavens to show His Majesty's achievements in opening up the territory. Why don't Your Majesty lead all the civil and military officials to worship the Bodhisattva, so that all the adults in the court can also enjoy His Majesty's happiness."

Sun Xi said flatteringly.

"Your Majesty respectfully bless you!"

All the ministers in the ranks also heard the strings and knew what they wanted, and flattered King Chetuo.

Furthermore, it is impossible for a scholar who is accustomed to reading Confucian classics and not talking about strange powers and gods to say that such a bizarre and bizarre anecdote of the Bodhisattva's appearance is not at all curious.

"Since all your lovers have said so, then I—"

Of course, King Che Tuo followed suit and expressed his true thoughts through the mouths of his officials.

"Your Majesty can't."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by an octogenarian.

"The battle of Mu-Liao was a concerted effort by the soldiers, the civil and military strategists of the Manchu Dynasty, the people of Li and the common people went on a diet, and the national power of the [-]-year-old chariot was consistent. How can the immortals and Buddhas add their merits?"

"My old minister thinks otherwise. As a great Han general, he made false accusations to confuse the crowd. He broke into the Hall of Supreme Harmony privately. He should be punished according to the law. Your Majesty, please issue an order to send this person to death row, and choose another auspicious day to execute him!"

The sonorous and forceful tone of the old minister resounded through the hall.

The big Han general's face, which was originally rosy from joy, suddenly turned pale again.

That heavy death sounded like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard.

"Cai Shangshu said it well. The merits of this battle lie in the soldiers, in the nobles, and in the people of our Chetuo country. I also said something wrong for a while, hahahaha!"

King Chetuo laughed a few times to hide his embarrassment, but soon changed the subject.

"However, the bodhisattva's manifestation of holiness may be to inherit the will of heaven. If I ignore it, it will be disrespectful to heaven and earth. This is also a serious crime. If it is not handled properly, it may leave others with a reason to talk."

"Besides, the crown prince came to the world by destiny and was blessed by the Buddhist sect. Now that the crown prince has been established, all the immortal bodhisattvas will come to congratulate him. If I neglect it, it will not be the blessing of the crown prince."

"What does Cai Shangshu think?"

Although King Che Tuo was in a fluctuating state of mind, he also knew that this old minister was just too pedantic, and his intentions were good.

So I didn't take my anger out on him.

"Your Majesty's loving heart is the blessing of the country, and the veteran has no objection."

Having said all this, it would be impolite to object to it.

Seeing that King Che Tuo was determined to worship the bodhisattvas all over the sky this time, Cai Shangshu could only sigh softly and return to the row.

Soon, the sacrificial utensils and offerings that had just been removed were taken out again. King Chetuo led all the civil and military officials out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Immediately, his eyes were blinded by a burst of dazzling golden light.

It took a long time to calm down, only to hear bursts of Sanskrit singing.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas all over the sky are solemn and solemn, holding a pure bottle, picking poplar branches, or riding a bird, a bird, a suanni and other strange beasts, standing high on the clouds in a piece of glazed light, their demeanor is very different from that of the world.

And followed Pei Miaode out of the hall.

The faces of the Buddhas changed.

The earth was shaking. At this moment, it was as if a mirage appeared in the air. Under the reflection of a piece of glazed light, a solemn and magnificent vision appeared in front of everyone.

A golden lotus rose from the void, supporting a majestic Buddha in the middle like a lotus seat, with the shadow of Pei Miaode vaguely on his face.

The Buddha was riding a green lion, with his hands in the shape of flowers and five buns on his head. Just sitting silently, he had infinite wisdom to guide the world to enlightenment. Just sitting on a golden lotus, everyone couldn't help but want to worship .

As the Buddha's eyes opened, it seemed that the heaven and earth were moved by it. Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas sincerely lowered their brows and lowered their eyes, sitting around the big Buddha.

A Buddha kingdom with a number of one yuan arises, and the people in it are safe and worry-free, enjoying the joy of having their yellow hair hanging down. Everyone who sees it will recite the real name of the Dragon King Supreme King Buddha.

The pure land of Lingshan, the court of ten thousand Buddhas!

Some weak-willed people have been captured by the vision all over the sky, and they stood dumbfounded, and suddenly fell to their knees on the ground, chanting the Buddha's name obsessively.

Even King Che Tuo was in a trance when he saw this scene.

Although thousands of miles away, with the blessing of mana, it is difficult for ordinary people to see through the true appearance of the immortal Buddha, but only the temperament alone, those high-ranking Bodhisattvas have already transcended the world.

He is indeed an emperor in the mortal world, but no matter how great his power is, there will always be a limit. Compared with this carefree Mantian Bodhisattva, what can he do if he dominates Heniuzhou?

Pei Miaode was quite calm, with his eyesight he could naturally see the truth of the Buddha hidden behind the clouds.

It seems that the background of my reincarnation this time is not small, and the nine-point fortune is really not built.

Seeing King Chetuo's complexion, Pei Miaode gently tugged at the hand of his biological father to comfort him.

"Father does not need to be envious of the high heavens, to rule Heniuzhou, and to stop the lengthy and meaningless disputes and wars between countries. As long as the father can do this, even the gods and Buddhas in the sky must be as low as possible when they meet the father." eyebrow."

"Buddhism pays attention to the word "salvation". The father and king stopped fighting by killing, so why not save all the people in the world. This is also a great compassion."

Pei Miaode's words were like a good medicine, immediately pulled King Che Tuo out of that pessimistic mood.

"Wang'er is worthy of being a living Buddhist son, and his words made my father suddenly understand."

After saying that, King Chetuo returned to his former heroic appearance, and smiled at Pei Miaode.

"However, since I am a real Buddha in person, I still have to worship. I am not asking him to bless me to live a long life. I just hope that this troubled world will end soon, and all living beings can live a stable life."

"Prospering the people is suffering, and dying the people is also suffering. I rule the world for the sake of the country and for the sake of the common people."

As he spoke, he lowered his bow.

"Your Majesty might as well bow. Since this existence came here in person, it is obvious that he has an old relationship with you. You should pay your respects both emotionally and rationally. Don't lose your etiquette."

Looking at his father bowing down to him, Pei Miaode was silent for a while, but he still didn't tell the truth of the matter.

Otherwise, I can't tell my old man that he just worshiped his son!

Pei Miaode obediently bowed to his Dharma figure, but told himself in his heart.

My own worship is not worshiping the real Buddha, but his determination and obsession to go to the other shore after reincarnation in all ages!

Even if he perishes for thousands of times, he will eventually embark on the final road to enlightenment.

(End of this chapter)