Fu Canglu

Chapter 119 Nine thousand nine hundredth order

The thousand-year-old sacred place of Buddhism, Wanggui Mountain, which has now been reduced to a barren mountain, is extremely peaceful.A few miles away, you can see the outline of the huge mountain, but it is covered by the misty rain in July. Even if you try to look far away, you can only see the majestic and majestic mountain shape looming in the rain.

Fortunately, Wanggui Mountain is not too far away from Qing'an City. When Yi Xiao and others arrived, it was already the morning of the second day. The rain had just stopped, and drops of morning dew rolled down on the leaves of the ancient trees, making them lush.

"This mountain has the aura of immortal Buddha."

His Highness stopped his horse and looked at the towering mountain in front of him. The top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist.

No new temple will be built in this Buddhist relic after the Spring and Autumn Period. The mountain is full of relics from the previous dynasty. At the foot of the mountain, the traces of the ruins left by the Buddhist Temple Gate can be clearly identified.

It's a pity that time has been merciless and destroyed the thousand-year-old holy land of Buddhism.

That Emperor Wei conquered with blood and iron, gathered the north, and the master of the purple shirt who gave advice and advice was even more ruthless, and all the princes and generals under his command were decisive.After the Spring and Autumn Period, Sen Luo Dao ruthlessly implemented the plan to destroy the Buddha. The Buddhist practice sites that were robbed did not know how many places, and tens of thousands of Buddhist scrolls were burned.

Yi Xiao raised his head with emotion, and the Wanggui Mountain Road spread out in front of his eyes, going straight up far away, leading into the clouds and mist.

Yi Xiao patted the girl who was sleeping sweetly in her arms, and looked at her dazed and confused expression after she raised her head.

The mountains are cloudy and misty, just like a fairyland. The steps go up the mountain one after another. The mountain is winding like a snake, but the steps are straight and unyielding, and finally hidden behind the hazy scene on the top of the mountain.

"Wanggui Mountain has [-] steps that go straight to the Sun and Moon Terrace on the top of the mountain." The white-robed old fox narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the steps leading to the top of the mountain, and said with a smile: "Nine thousand, [-] steps, don't use them." Yuanli method, those who can climb all the way to the top of the mountain are those with great perseverance, and the Buddha bones dare not say that they are definitely people with the heart of Buddha."

"Nine thousand nine hundredth step, what's so difficult about it?" The little highness became slightly interested, and said, "Even if you don't use the Yuanli method, people with a little body training should be able to do it."

The white-robed old fox said with emotion: "At that time, the [-] steps of Wanggui Mountain were not as easy to climb as you thought. The Bodhisattva of Wanggui Mountain hundreds of years ago set the rules. Those who can walk [-] steps and finally reach the top can worship under their own sect, counting the registered disciples of Buddhism, if they devote themselves to practice, they will be able to spy on the Dao."

"There used to be various Buddhist prohibition formations on this Wanggui mountain, but most of them were wiped out by the years, and all that remained were some small formations that were not good enough. Later, the Northern Wei Dynasty cavalry passed by and wiped out the entire Wanggui mountain. They all trampled and dug, the Buddhist temple was smashed, the mountain gate was burned, and these restrictions were naturally uprooted." Liu Chanqi smiled and said: "It's a pity that they can destroy the sun and moon Buddhist altar on the top of the mountain. Bodhisattva statues, but they can't do anything to the bodhi tree on the top of the mountain that has been proved by Buddhism for thousands of years."

The white-robed old fox got off his horse and looked at the empty mountain swaying in the mist and rain.

Sigh with emotion.

"Forgot to return."

The bodhi tree that has been proven for thousands of years has withered and died under the heart of Luoyang, the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

Buddhism, after all, is just a misty rain.

Comes fast, leaves fast.

The three walked to the mountain gate in front of the [-] steps.

With her hands behind her back, Yi Xiao silently recited the breath and breathing method of the Sutra of Self-respect, and sensed the Buddhist aura in this small world.

With an ordinary expression, he looked at the scattered Buddhist fortunes scattered on the mountain that were trampled to pieces by the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty.

As early as in Yangguan Valley of Qiliang, under the Darong Temple, Master Liansheng presented Yi Xiao with a buddhist green lotus flower, and used the method of accepting it in mustard seeds for a moment. .

This piece of Buddhist ruins seems to have a sense of heart, and the flowers and trees seen on the road, even the smallest things, make Yi Xiao inexplicably feel kind.

His Majesty's mind was ethereal, and the green lotus brand between his brows became brighter and brighter, but he didn't know that the breath of soul power was slowly matching with the heaven and earth, and it was slowly rising at an unstoppable speed.

Finally came to the nine thousand nine hundred steps of the mountain gate.

Taking the first step, a blue lotus rose up on the steps in the wind, swaying and scattered in the misty rain.

Liu Chanqi in the white robe watched the fierce aura of the black-clothed boy slowly subside, his whole body was enveloped in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere, and the evil spirit between his brows dissipated by a third.

The white-robed old fox chuckled, and murmured: "I don't know what kind of shit luck this kid has. There are not many Buddhist relics that can't be destroyed in Wangguishan. The ruins resonate."

The old fox looked at the red lotus mother-of-pearl he gave to His Royal Highness and hung it on his chest. The lotus inside the pearl floated like a sea, slowly exuding a mellow Buddha light. He raised his eyebrows suddenly and said: "I think I am really destined, so I gave it to you." Chance to get out."

"However, it's strange. There has been no response to the restriction on the nine thousand nine hundred steps. It should have been destroyed during the Eight Great Kingdoms." The white-robed old fox couldn't figure it out, and said in amazement: "I stepped on the stairs back then. When Wang returned to the mountain, why did the string of Buddhist beads given by my junior sister not respond?"

Then the white-robed old fox suddenly stopped talking.

The girl who had shaved off three thousand black hair didn't say a word all the way to the mountain gate when she got off her horse. She stepped on the steps in silence, her face calm and dusty.

The white-robed old fox was startled.

The girl suddenly closed her eyes.

She put her hands behind her back in silence, and walked up like a stroll in the courtyard.

The short hair was blown by the wind.

Misty rain rose slightly.

In an instant, the [-] steps thundered, falling in the heart, trembling and ringing.

Surrounded by ancient trees rising up into the sky, there were shouts of Buddha's name and scriptures, and then the world was quiet.

Huang Zhong Dalu's ear exploded, and the mirror image of the scene in front of him was distorted, leaving only the appearance of this young girl stepping up, still clear and independent.

The black clothes fluttered.

Then he took a step forward, and the whole world was slightly distorted.

Everything is back to normal.

Liu Chanqi silently looked at the scene in front of him.

Clouds and mist puffed up the top of the mountain, and there was an open space in front of the eyes, and the Sun and Moon Buddha Altar stood on the top of the sky and the earth.

Facing him was the statue of the Bodhisattva carved by the gods, without rust, but his face was cut by swords and spears, leaving a fragmented smile.

Under the huge Bodhisattva statue, there is a girl in black clothes.

She looked down and looked up at her.

Liu Chanqi was a little dazed, looking at the girl in black who raised her head.

The girl turned her back to the students, and turned her face slightly, revealing a smile that was not a smile.

Clouds and mists trailed behind her.

Nine thousand and nine hundred steps, together with all the students down the mountain, looked up at this girl who only showed her side face.

Close your eyes slightly.

The Bodhisattva who stood at the top of the clouds and mists of heaven and earth thousands of years ago smiled while holding flowers.

That scarred face is completely different from the girl's facial features.

The two looked at each other and both smiled.

It was exactly the same.

(End of this chapter)