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Thousand Buddha Mountain.
The mountain tops are like lotus petals, standing proudly, very majestic.
Looking from a distance, clouds and mist are lingering, and the sound of bells ringing from the mountains from time to time is injected into the void, forming circles of air ripples, rippling out in all directions.
There are many Buddha statues carved on the mountain peak.
Most of these Buddha statues have mountain peaks as the main body. After carving out, half of the body is still a mountain.
From a distance, it looks very majestic.
When you get close, you can hear the sound of chanting from the Thousand Buddha Mountain.
Very pious, very sonorous.
From time to time, accompanied by Hong Zhong Da Lu, reverberating between heaven and earth.
On the top of the mountain, there is a tall stupa, at least a thousand meters high.
On the first floor of the pagoda, three doors are opened, and an old monk sits on a futon, with his back to the Buddha and facing outside.
He was twisting a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, looking calm and thoughtful.
The Buddha beads bloomed with dazzling golden light, very dense and breathable.
As the beads were twisted by the old monk's fingers one by one, the atmosphere around him also changed, very sacred and sublime.
"Master, are you looking for a disciple?"
Monk Mingxin walked in from the outside and bowed respectfully to the old monk.
Over the past year or so, Monk Mingxin has undergone considerable changes.
First of all, the head is rounder, and the ring scar on the top of the head is more obvious. Although he is wearing an ordinary monk's robe, he can move his hands and feet, exuding a decent aura, and people can tell at a glance that this is an eminent monk with good strength. .
It's just that her face looks a little immature, which doesn't match her temperament.
He called the old monk "Master", which means that the old monk is the only Buddha in this Thousand Buddha Mountain!
It is also one of the eight great emperors of the human race.
"Ming Xin, I called you this time because I really want to tell you many things."
The old monk showed a kind smile and waved at the same time, "Come, sit down and talk."
Monk Mingxin glanced at the old monk's sitting posture, feeling strange, "Why is Master turning his back to the Buddha statue?"
"Because, as a teacher, I am overlooking the common people."
The old monk smiled, and his eyes swept across the front. This is the top of Qianfo Mountain, and the clouds and mist in front of him are like a fairyland.
However, looking at the past with this glance, one can indeed see the world.
Monk Mingxin's heart was shocked, and he immediately restrained all his thoughts. He understood that Master was pointing him.
He also imitated the appearance of the old monk, with his back to the Buddha and facing the world.
"Ming Xin, these years my teacher has sent you down the mountain to practice and slay demons. How are you doing?"
The old monk suddenly asked a question, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, which looked very gentle.
"Returning to Master, this disciple has been fighting against the Heavenly Demon Palace and the evil spirits all these years. He has always obeyed his master's order and dared not slack off in the slightestFrom the beginning to the end, there are hundreds of evil spirits who died at the hands of this disciple "
Monk Mingxin quickly responded seriously.
"Not bad."
The old monk glanced back at the statue of Buddha, and then chuckled, "Ming Xin, your realm has also been promoted to the seven changes of life and death. According to our Buddhist name, if you take another step forward, you will be able to reach the realm of Buddha and become the emperor of the human race. For us, however, this last step was the hardest."
Monk Mingxin thought he was wrong. When the old monk looked back at the statue of Buddha, there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.
How could this be so?
Monk Mingxin calmed down and made sure that he was not dazzled.
The scene just now was not an illusion, but something that actually happened!
The old monk didn't hide anything from his previous behavior, but smiled openly, "I understand your thoughts as a teacher. When I went down the mountain to practice for my teacher, my realm was higher than yours. The reason why I was able to break through to the current realm is everything. It all comes from the state of mind, to experience the sufferings of the world"
Monk Mingxin immediately shut up and listened obediently.
"At that time, there was a drought for three years in a row, and in winter, heavy snow fell from the sky. I just walked on the streets in the mortal city, restrained all my breath, and was no different from an ordinary person."
In the eyes of the old monk, a look of longing flashed.
Dayan Kingdom, the main street of the city.
It was cold and snowy.
A benevolent middle-aged monk was walking on the street with bare feet.Because of the drought, farmers have not had a good harvest for three years, and the heavy snow in winter has blocked the vitality. You can see the streets, many victims are sallow and emaciated, fleeing everywhere, and there are also many horse thieves galloping wildly. They robbed houses and houses.
The rules of the city have long been messed up.
Some city guards also joined the ranks of horse thieves because they couldn't eat enough.
The weather is cold and the people are in dire straits.
The middle-aged monk's expression was a little strange. In fact, from the time he went down the mountain to the present, everything he saw and heard along the way was shocking.
He couldn't help but fall into doubts. Why did the human country and city not far away under the Thousand Buddha Mountain become like this?
Of course, he doesn't know, because he has been chanting scriptures on the mountain and has never been down the mountain.
This is his first time going down the mountain.
He still remembers his master's entrustment to him when he was about to go down the mountain, "Huineng, when you go down the mountain this time, you must use these eyes to look at the world. Only in this way can you understand the world better and take this last step; , if you don't gain anything from this experience, it doesn't matter, you remember to turn your head, once you turn your head, you will see Thousand Buddha Mountain."
Monk Hui Neng withdrew his thoughts, and looked at the piles of hungry people on both sides of the road, and his heart couldn't help but twitch.
Why?
Why did the imperial court of the Great Yan Kingdom allocate funds to save people without distributing food for disaster relief?
He was puzzled, he was confused, and with a sigh of relief in his heart, he continued to walk in the ice and snow.
Many victims were so hungry that they lay down in front of their houses to avoid the snow.
But even so, the snowflakes were still fluttering and piling up in front of them. Without thick clothes to keep out the cold, everyone shivered and huddled together, as if they might be harvested by the cold anytime, anywhere.
Going outside the city, the situation here is obviously even worse.
All over the mountains and plains, there are corpses buried by heavy snow. Some people and wild dogs are lying on the corpses and eating.
This scene made Monk Huineng's heart twitch violently.
Everything that happened in front of him made him unacceptable.
Is this the world?
There is no need for monsters to make trouble, hunger will make people crazy!
It can even be said that this is even more ruthless than demons making trouble!
What can they do without something to eat?
"Mother, this corpse is so hard, I can't chew it!"
In the distance, came the voice of a young man. He was unkempt, wrapped in a big padded jacket, and looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.
"It doesn't matter, you break off your fingers and arms first, put them in your arms to warm them, and eat them after they warm up."
Beside the boy, a woman grinned, revealing the flesh and blood in her mouth.
The young man nodded and did so, but when he looked up, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Mother, look, there is a monk here, he is white and fat!" (Remember this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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