Journey to the West: The poor monk Bodhidharma, the supreme Buddhist and Taoist

Chapter 30 The female ghost has transformed!
However, in the world of gatherings and separations, everything has a predestined relationship.

Bodhidharma will not force it.

Turn your eyes and scan your surroundings.

Countless resentful spirits huddled in the dark, surrounded like wolves, full of resentment and lingering stagnation.

These grievances were originally just ordinary people.

Being massacred by the enemy country and dying in vain, the resentment in my heart cannot be resolved.

Coupled with the use of people with a heart, it became like this.

Trapped in this dark world of swords for thousands of years, it is nothing less than an endless hell.

Think about this.

Dharma sighed, feeling compassionate.

"You were originally innocent people who were brutally slaughtered in life, and could not rest in peace after death. Although they were reduced to resentful spirits, it is understandable!"

"My Buddha is merciful and saves all living beings. The poor monk will save you today. May you escape from the sea of ​​suffering in Jambudha and enter reincarnation as soon as possible, Amitabha!"

talking.

Bodhidharma sat cross-legged on the ground, cross-legged.

Nine-ringed tin staff, across the knee.

Suddenly, the golden light bloomed and turned into a lotus platform.

Bodhidharma sat upright on the lotus platform, flying hundreds of feet into the air, holding the Ksitigarbha Jue, and chanting the mantra of rebirth.

"Namo Amitabha Ye, Dotagata Ye..."

The Buddha's voice is sung in Sanskrit, and the sound moves the nine heavens.

Twelve white rainbows run through the sky, and the sky is full of flowers.

The light of hundreds of millions of Bodhi Buddhas, mixed with the power of the great power of great joy and sacrifice, diffused from Bodhidharma.

Like the warm spring breeze, it pervades every dark corner of the world in Sword.

At the same time, it also brushed over the spirit bodies of every resentful spirit on the scene.

All grievances and sins, like ice and snow, immediately melted into the power of Buddha's light.

Countless souls immediately woke up.

It seems to have experienced a thousand-year-long nightmare.

"Thank you Saint Monk for saving me!"

Thousands of souls bowed down to Bodhidharma one after another.

"Go!"

Dharma waved his hand.

In an instant.

Countless manjusawa flowers suddenly bloomed, and they bloomed all over in an instant, flickering faint blue light, reflecting the entire ancient sword world like a dream and a fantasy.

A group of souls immediately turned into bits of light, followed the guidance of the Bianhua, and disappeared into the world in the sword.

After being baptized by Bodhidharma's Buddha's light, these souls can go straight to the underworld and reincarnate.

Whether happy or sad in the next life is still unknown.

But it's better than being stuck here and suffering endlessly.

Soon.

All the souls in the sword are thrown into reincarnation.

Solanum nigrum was the only one who refused to leave for a long time.

"Solanum nigrum, you are kind by nature and have rich blessings. In the next life, you will definitely be born in a wealthy family..."

Bodhidharma floated back to the ground, smiling at Solanum nigrum.

"Now that I'm out of trouble, why don't I go to the underworld and reincarnate?"

Actually.

He knew exactly what was going on in his heart.

However, with his cultivation at this time, he is still unable to observe the past and present lives of all living beings in the Three Realms.

Therefore, it is impossible to help Solanum nigrum to fulfill her wish for thousands of years.

As expected, Guo saw Solanum nigrum shaking his head slightly.

"I don't want to be reincarnated, I want to find my brother Wang!"

"Long Yang has already entered reincarnation, the world is so big and the sea of ​​people is vast, how do you find him?"

"It's just that, the ends of the earth, the end of the world..."

Solanum nigrum said softly.

"Idiot!"

Bodhidharma sighed, "Even if you find Longyang's reincarnation, he won't recognize you, and he won't be able to see you, so why bother?"

You know, Long Yang is the reincarnation of Fei Peng, the god general of the heavens.

Back then, Fei Peng and Mo Zunlou fought privately in the New Immortal Realm and neglected their duties, which caused the Demon Realm to invade the Heaven Realm on a large scale.

As a result, Fei Peng was demoted and punished by the Emperor of Heaven to the lower realm, and suffered from reincarnation.

And Long Yang is just one of Fei Peng's lifetimes.

What's more, nearly a thousand years have passed since Jiang Guo fell.

Fei Peng did not know how many times he had been in reincarnation.

In the reincarnation of this life, I don't know whether it is a man or a woman, a human or a demon.

Solanum nigrum doesn't know about this.

But she remained stubborn.

"It's precisely because Brother Wang doesn't recognize me anymore, so I can't reincarnate and forget about Brother Wang!"

Tears flashed in her beautiful eyes, Solanum nigrum bit her red lips lightly and whispered.

Sometimes, being human, death is not scary.

The frightening thing is that after thousands of years, no one remembers that you have been to this world.

But it is also painful to bear the memories of two people like Solanum nigrum and suffer for thousands of years.

It's like falling into an endless hell.

There is no time, no space, no receiver.

Sudden.

Solanum nigrum bowed down to Bodhidharma, pleading: "The holy monk is merciful, and the Dharma is boundless. I hope that I can fulfill the little girl's wish!"

Seeing that Bodhidharma was still hesitant, Solanum nigrum felt a little anxious.

She knew very well in her heart that the white-clothed monk in front of her might be her only chance.

After waiting for thousands of years, now finally came a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, of course she was unwilling to give up.

"The little girl is willing to follow the holy monk, practice Buddhism, and make good friends!"

Solanum nigrum burst into tears.

She was worried that Bodhidharma would politely refuse her on the grounds that she was a lonely ghost.

In an instant, countless countermeasures had already been thought of in my heart.

Who knows, Bodhidharma just sighed, "Fate? Injustice? Resentment?"

It is hard for a saint to say that love is a thing.

Although I don't know where it started, it goes deeper and deeper.

It is precisely because of love that Solanum nigrum is willing to endure a thousand years of suffering, just to see Brother Wang again.

So resolute, just like she jumped into the sword casting furnace back then.

Although Bodhidharma has been overwhelmed by lust, he can't help being moved.

If the Buddha is ruthless, how can he talk about saving sentient beings!
Not to mention.

In Buddhism, ghosts are also one of the sentient beings.

Solanum nigrum is kind by nature, but it is addicted to love and evil, and it is difficult to extricate itself.

If it can be resolved with Buddhism, it might not be a merit.

"Buddhist practice is difficult and boring, do you really not regret it?"

"not regret!"

"Forget it, it's also a fate to meet each other!"

Bodhidharma stretched out his hand to support Solanum nigrum, "The poor monk taught you the method of meditation in Buddhism. In the future, you will become the body of the yin god, and you will be able to freely enter and exit the yang world!"

"Thank you holy monk!"

Solanum nigrum was overjoyed immediately.

In this way, if she is destined to see Longyang reincarnated in the future, she doesn't have to worry about the spirit body not being able to show up.

"Let's get out the magic sword first!"

Dharma looked around, but it was still pitch black.

All the resentful spirits in the sword have been saved, and today's magic sword has become a magic weapon.

Not at all weaker than Mo Xie.

However, this kind of killing weapon is not suitable for people who practice Buddhism.

Dharma had already thought of a solution.

"Out of the magic sword?"

Solanum nigrum couldn't help feeling uneasy, "But I..."

"It's okay, I have the protection of Buddha's light!"

"Yes!"

Dharma waved his sleeves lightly.

suddenly.

The glare is dazzling.

The two immediately returned to the real world.

At this time, it was getting late.

A waning moon hangs above Dongshan Mountain, with clear brilliance and emptiness, falling into the mountain stream.

The sound of water is murmuring, and the leaves are fragrant.

Solanum nigrum looked around, feeling agitated for a moment, almost weeping with joy.

"Finally... see the light of day again!"

Looking back on the millennium, it suddenly seemed like a dream.

Looking at Bodhidharma's tall and straight back, Solanum nigrum was even more grateful.

"Until I find Brother Wang, Solanum nigrum is willing to serve the holy monk as a maid!"

Thoughts have not changed.

Bodhidharma has already landed.

Whoa!

There was a loud sound of water, and the pool closed again.

"Holy Monk..."

Seeing Bodhidharma finally landed, Su Tianxin and Zhiqiu Yiye were overjoyed and immediately came forward to meet him.

However, as soon as he saw Solanum nigrum behind Bodhidharma, his face suddenly changed.

Zhiqiu Yiye even screamed: "Holy Monk, you are haunted by the female ghost in the sword!"

At the moment, let's not think about it.

"Heaven and earth magic spirit, exorcism order!"

Following Zhiqiu Yiye's loud shout.

Several Xuanmen talisman papers turned into several yellow lights and shot towards Solanum nigrum.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took out the magic sword, he was shouted to be beaten and killed.

"what?"

Solanum nigrum was startled, her pretty face turned pale, and she took a few steps back.

"stop!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Bodhidharma confiscated Zhiqiu Yiye's talisman paper.

"Holy Monk, she..."

Zhiqiu pointed to the nightshade and was about to speak.

But as soon as the words came to his lips, the expression on his face suddenly changed.

"She, she... the female ghost has transformed!"

(End of this chapter)