Fu Canglu

Chapter 216 Cause and Effect, Cause and Effect

Over Luoyang.

The young monk in a green shirt looked down silently.

Right below the Buddha statue of Tantu Ksitigarbha.

The man in white robe smiled and stretched out his hands, his body turned into light rain little by little.

Behind him, the phantom of an ancient tree slowly emerged.

A thousand-year-old Bodhi tree in Wanggui Mountain emerged from behind the man in white robe, and the bodhi leaves all over the sky swayed gently, turning into a gorgeous rain of light.

This ancient psychic tree, at the beginning of the extermination of the Buddha, chose to wither overnight in front of Luoyang City in order to preserve the firewood, and entrusted its essence to the white-robed old fox.

At this moment, the spirit of the bodhi tree reappeared in the world.

Time seemed to stand still.

Shen Hongying flew into the air, put her hands on the ground, stared blankly at the white-robed man in front of her, smiling under the bodhi tree, and finally turned into a brilliant rain of light.

Bodhi leaves are all over the sky, and the Buddha's voice is vast.

It turns into the breeze passing through the streets and alleys of Luoyang, and turns into the sun in every possible way in the world.

Qingshi said in a complicated voice: "The time is up."

He fell to the ground barefoot.

The white robe that turned into light rain quickly fluttered, receded, and dissipated.

The lingering breath of the white-robed old fox quickly weakened and diffused.

The little monk Qingshi looked down silently.

The red-haired woman sat in front of the bodhi tree.

Under the Bodhi tree, there was only the corner of the clothes that she held tightly in her hands and hadn't had time to be ashes.

Youyou sighed lightly.

"Cause and effect, cause and effect."

He looked into the distance, deep in the imperial capital, that purple-robed figure slowly approaching, and finally murmured: "This cause and effect has been entangled for so many years, can it be resolved today?"

A man from the Cao family dressed in white stood in front of the bodhi tree with his Ukiyo seal in his hand. He looked at this towering ancient Buddhist psychic tree with a complex expression.

The Bodhi tree roots and grows here.

The eloquent and faint Buddha light digested the killing atmosphere of this ancient capital in the past 16 years.

The heart of the Northern Wei Dynasty was originally a place where the common people should be robbed, but the huge accumulated karma melted like the first snow.

A purple-clothed figure came from the depths of the Luoyang imperial capital, and the sea of ​​flames was doused by the rain of pear blossoms. This purple-clothed robe with pink and white pear blossoms on it, walked straight all the way, and came behind the Cao family man.

Xuan Shangyu's forward speed became slower and slower, and finally stopped slightly behind the Cao family man, and took a step forward.

So this pair of monarchs and ministers of the Northern Wei Dynasty who stood in Luoyang and planned the world finally stood side by side.

The men from the Cao family watched the Buddha-like light rain flying under the bodhi tree, and the ancient tree became more solid and greener.

town country.

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This bodhi plant is constantly echoing with the Ukiyo seal in his hand.

He was a little dazed, a little bewildered.

Can't help but speak.

"Hey"

Then there was silence.

consider.

"This Bodhi."

The man from the Cao family asked in a daze, "Is it you? Or him?"

Not answered.

The purple-robed master just glanced at the floating world seal on Cao Zhixuan's hand, and shook his head.

Then the hand of the young emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty trembling slightly while holding the Ukiyoyin, he smiled and said, "So you already knew?"

The men of the Cao family have always regarded the purple-robed deity in the Ukiyo Seal as their true confidants, but the two purple-robed avatars who practiced Sanshengjue in Luoyang, in his opinion, are of course victims that can be given up at any time.

The person who was treated as a pawn knew that he was a pawn?
The answer was self-evident, but the purple-robed Great Master looked neither sad nor happy, and nodded slowly.

Xuan Shangyu silently looked at this Bodhi plant and the dignified Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Tantuo dharmakaya above him.

Everything in the world can be practiced.

Even the ancestor of the Mu family was a thousand-year-old locust tree who practiced to become a demon, and eventually became a great practitioner.

This bodhi plant has been listening to Buddhism and practicing in the thousand-year-old Buddhist holy place Wanggui Mountain for a long time, and already has spiritual wisdom.

Seven or eight out of ten Buddhist fortunes in the world stand at the gate of the mountain, and the remaining two or three are scattered mustard seeds, scattered into the sky, and sparks start a prairie fire.

Almost all the Buddhist luck of Wangguishan gathered on the bodhi tree that had just opened its spiritual wisdom.

Sixteen years ago, Luoyang, the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, destroyed the Buddhist sect, but there was only one bodhi plant missing to suppress the chaotic Buddha's luck. The only way to build the Buddha's remains was to gather the luck and barely support it.

The young monk in the fluttering green shirt landed slowly, with a neither humble nor overbearing face, clasped his hands together, raised his palms compassionately, and nodded slowly to himself.

So the Bodhi leaves all over the sky flew upside down, forming a vision of reincarnation behind him.

Xuan Shangyu thought with a little perplexity, is this the so-called reincarnation of a Bodhisattva?

The false flames of the Suzaku formation had been extinguished by this great bodhisattva as expected.

Fortunately, I also got to see this legendary Bodhi.

No one could figure out what was going on in the heart of this purple-robed master.

He just stood in front of the bodhi tree, turned his head slowly, faced the man in white with the floating world seal in his hand, and finally said softly: "Your Majesty, I want to have a last word with you."

The first year of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Qijiang's sword boats circled in the middle of the river.

Under the surface of the river, there was a group of dark shadows wandering around.

It slowly floated up from the depths of the river bottom, and then became bigger and bigger.

Xuan Shangyu stood on the deck of the sword boat with both feet, no matter how the sword boat rose and fell with the waves, his body remained motionless.

With a calm expression on his face, he stared at the terrifying black shadow that was constantly rising and growing.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha"

The surface of the river exploded suddenly.

The master of the purple robe was expressionless, looking at the monstrous water curtain that broke in front of him

Unexpectedly, the animal that was swimming in the Qijiang River did not show a monstrous figure, but only raised half of its head. The huge head, half dragon and half python, was lying in front of the boat, with scales rising and falling with the river, and two faint eyes Lit, looming in the mist of Qijiang River.

The Qijiang Old Dragon King, who was extremely gluttonous and cruel by nature, was extremely well-behaved at the moment, his vertical pupil hit him, and he looked at the old man in sackcloth sitting cross-legged between his triangular head and eyes.

Xuan Shangyu calmly looked at the storyteller who had met him once in the Tianlang City Tavern, and said calmly: "Old man, you are going the wrong way."

The blind storyteller smiled in a low voice, sat cross-legged on the dragon's head, and patted his big head slightly, so the old dragon, which was ups and downs with the river, opened its bloody mouth very obediently. The height of the river level.

On top of the scarlet snake letter, a man slowly rolled out.

This extremely embarrassing white-robed man curled his body, his tattered white robe was mixed with dirty blood, his face was pale, and his eyes had lost their luster.

The old man in coarse sackcloth laughed softly: "Don't you want to destroy the Buddha? Why don't you destroy it completely and destroy the Bodhi Buddha nature in him as well. Why throw it here?"

The purple-robed great master said indifferently: "If I can destroy the Buddha, what does it matter to you? Even if I destroy the Buddha, what does it matter to you if I kill or not?"

"You take your Yangguan Road, and I will take my single-plank bridge." Xuan Shangyu said expressionlessly: "Old man, you can walk around the world and be at ease, why bother to trouble me?"

The sword boat came to a sudden stop, standing still under the huge waves on the river.

The old man in coarse sackcloth smiled, and said with a calm expression: "Strictly counting, we are all people of the three religions and nine streams. The decline of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, coupled with the decline of the nine streams, there will be fewer and fewer fellows in the world. Yours Mysterious art, my dragon slaying art, is a crooked way in the eyes of outsiders, no matter how much you practice, you can't get past that threshold, so we are of the same kind, so why are you so wary of me?"

"Old man, you're joking." The purple-robed grand master smiled softly, and said, "You are the owner of the hidden valley in the world, and you and I are really not on the same path. That master swordsman wants all the masters in the world to die Entering the gate of ghosts, sent countless invitations, but you, Yin Gu, blatantly refused. Now the master of the sword protects the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the invincible hand under the sword is recognized as No. 1 in the world in the world of masters. Who is there in the world now, Dare to have a relationship with you?"

Clothed in coarse linen and not practicing Yuanli, the Valley Master of Hidden Valley shook his head with a smile.

"Hidden Valley doesn't participate in the war, it's not intentional to avoid the war." The old man in Mai said with a smile: "I and the sword master are people who should have been buried long ago. It's the same for whoever dies and who lives, but we must always leave some firewood for the world. .”

"Sword Tomb, Hidden Valley, Silver City." The old man in hemp clothes paused, and then said: "Even if we try our best to deal with the real catastrophe in that ghost gate, there is nothing we can do about the three holy places in the world. , How can there be an egg? Why gamble everything."

"Old man." Zipao Grand Master looked at the Dragon King Zheqian, and said with a smirk: "Could it be that you are here to talk about the righteousness of the Spring and Autumn for me?"

The old man in sackcloth smiled and raised his hand slightly.

Qijiang Central suddenly fried the pan.

Several water jets exploded.

The Wanzhang Building rose from the ground, and a sky-reaching water building was flattened in an instant, like a fairy's tricks.

Block the escape route of the purple-robed great master.

Xuan Shangyu narrowed his eyes, staring at the old man in sackcloth who closed his eyes calmly.

The old man looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart.

"The master of the sword will go to the gate of ghosts to bring life back to the world." He said softly, "The master of the sword is a man of great wisdom. I can't say for sure whether it is worthwhile for him to do so."

"But the sword master has the principles of the sword master, and I, Yingu, also have the means of helping the world in Yingu."

The old owner of Yingu smiled and said: "The ghost gate was originally the practice place of the great Buddhist Bodhisattva in ancient times. It is clearly recorded in the ancient scrolls of Yingu that the Bodhisattva failed to pass the catastrophe, and the ghosts under his knees could not restrain it, so it was brewing. Now it's catastrophe."

"The calamity in the world, in the final analysis, is nothing but his calamity."

"Buddhist sects all over the world have also declined because of the fall of this Bodhisattva. Except for the Lotus Peak in Tianjihai, which avoided the world early and kept the fire for Buddhism, where is there a truly pure place in the world?"

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's spirit and soul were separated, and he was reincarnated." The old valley owner of Yingu said softly: "The sword master's method of fighting to the death is, in the final analysis, just treating the symptoms rather than the root cause, and delaying the time for the world. There is only one real solution. The Bodhisattva has recovered his soul and regained consciousness, and this catastrophe has been truly solved."

The purple-robed great master silently waited for the next words from the old valley owner of Yingu.

The old valley owner said softly: "Actually, you want to revive Buddhism, right?"

(End of this chapter)