Chapter 113 There is no such thing as a tall person, and I am the tallest one
Vajra Prong, also known as Puba Vajra. In the realm of Tantric Dharma, practicing the Vajra Prong Dharma, also known as practicing Puba Vajra Tantra, can lead to the four great prongs - the Vajra Prong, the Bodhicitta Prong, the Compassion Prong, and the Wisdom Prong. Those who practice this Puba Vajra Dharma can break all obstacles, achieve immeasurable merit, achieve the ultimate achievement of Vajrasattva, and eliminate all sinful karma.
Even in the realm of esoteric law, those who practice this method diligently can also achieve the goal of erecting a Dharma pillar. They can gain great courage and strength, and can destroy all obstacles diligently. If the monk Zhiyun really cultivates Puba Vajra Secret Technique, there is no way it could end up like this.
Unfortunately, even if the sixth-level monks of the Endless White Pagoda Temple are still sutra masters, it is impossible for Monk Zhiyun to practice Puba Vajra Tantra.
Puba Vajra Tantra has no place to pass on even in the main temple of Zhaju. You can only walk towards the big temple in the middle, and you may get this practice in a certain temple. Or perhaps by obtaining the treasures in the secret dharma realm, one can obtain this extraordinary Puba Vajra practice.
The so-called terma refers to treasures buried in the earth. The first category is earth terma, which refers to treasures buried in the soil, the void, rivers, lakes, snowy mountains and plateaus. The other type is the "mind treasure", which only exists in the "mind". Those who are predestined will automatically obtain this secret method through various miraculous methods. There is no need for a guru's initiation or the inheritance of the dharma lineage. If you have fate, you can practice it.
As the saying goes, "With the unsullied majesty, all Bodhisattvas and great Bodhisattvas who desire the Dharma, the treasures of the Dharma are placed in high mountains, hills, and trees, and the scriptures made of immeasurable total upholdings and Dharma doors are also in their hands. "
Although Zhiyun is a sixth-level master who has been practicing secret mantras for a long time, he has been practicing for many years and has no such fate. It is impossible to practice any Fu. Hidden secret method, because in this terma practice, you must first have a great surname and have the merits of a royal family or aristocrat. Otherwise, there is no possibility for Monk Zhiyun to obtain the terma.
Although Monk Zhiyun comes from the Lunbei family and is a noble of the clan, the Lunbei aristocracy cannot be called a "great surname", not to mention that Zhiyun will later have to understand the difference between Dharma and illegality. , so his practice of the Vajra Prong method is relatively superficial. He only uses it to subdue evil spirits and performs it in Dharma gatherings. Unfortunately, there is nothing he can do here. He is also shaken and unable to control himself. The monk burning "in the fire" seems to be really himself. Zhiyun feels as if he has really fallen into the endless fire of karma. , he was in pain all over from the burning.
He didn’t even recite the incantation correctly, let alone visualize it in his mind to stop the endless pain, dragging him to the Infinite Vajra Hell!
"Buzz!"
Zhiyun monk reluctantly spit out the secret mantra, hoping to use the power of the secret mantra to kill these evil spirits in this "blacksmith shop" and conquer these people who have begun to twist. "Blacksmith", it's a pity that he was "not moved", but he didn't know when he was covered with layers of oil stains. Even if he wanted to wipe it off at this moment, it was already too late.
A strange charisma spread from behind him. He smelled the smell of charcoal and the smell of his own flesh being burnt. A lot of fire also appeared on Monk Zhiyun’s skin. Pattern, he held the secret mantra again, stamped his feet, and the Vajra Prong in his hand once again stabbed the man wearing tiger skin who rushed over, but who knew that the Vajra Prong, which was originally extremely sharp and could cut down all obstacles, would become soft in his hand. It was like heated butter, soft and without any power.
In front of him, something appeared - it should be the master here. Those black men wearing tiger skins are just its subordinates. It does not look like a normal thing, nor does it look like a normal thing. It's not the Great Fear itself. There are endless diseases on its body. Its soft and smooth body is covered with a lot of mucus and is full of fishy smell. There seems to be something quietly hidden in its shadow. .
Monk Zhiyun is desperate!
It's a dragon! It's a dragon that lives underground!
Monk Zhiyun opened his mouth and finally used a secret spell. He wanted to summon the protector, but he had long forgotten that his protector had been by the lake for a long time and had never returned. He was lost in the wind and snow. , he still wanted to take action, but everything was over.
The little red pimples that looked like herpes zoster quickly covered Monk Zhiyun’s body. Monk Zhiyun scratched himself until pus and water flowed from all over his body, but it had no effect. He opened his mouth and wanted to scream, but dense red rashes had grown on his vocal cords, his tongue, and the inside of his eyes. Without his "impassion", Monk Zhiyun had no chance of turning over. .
He became a pile of meat.
He fell to the ground and turned into a ball of flesh and blood covered with red pimples. Even his essence turned into red pimples one after another.
The owner who appeared at the end only glanced at it without saying a word. It did not appear here because of Monk Zhiyun. It was Monk Zhiyun who came to his territory. It was not because of him that he went to Monk Zhiyun's territory. When Zhiyun Monk died, he died. It had nothing to do with him. Zhiyun Monk just looked at this "dragon" and ended up like this.
No matter how great a monk is, in the realm of esoteric dharma, one day, for some unknown reason, he will blow out the lamp and pull out the wax.
The blacksmiths wearing tiger skins happily stepped forward and separated Zhiyun, who was covered in acne. Each of them got one of the pimples. The blacksmiths puffed up their cheeks and blew the stove red, blowing Zhiyun. The monk stuffed it in, and the flames burned brightly.
Then they put the iron block into the pot and began to blow it harder. Sparks slowly floated out from the pot, just like the bonfire in front of Sunrise Temple.
Mars also floated out from the bonfire. Only this time, the bonfire was not a living or dead person, but a yak. The firelight slowly shone in Lu Feng's pupils. Lu Feng sliced the yak meat very thin and roasted it in the fire. After he and Monk Zhiyuan finished eating, Lu Feng stood in the distance and shared it with everyone.
Monk Zhiyuan still smelled extremely strong of smoke. The two monks stood in the dark, but they were not afraid of Li Gui's appearance.
A bright big moon shines here, and it is another "clear night". It is windy here, and without the bone-scratching cold wind, everyone can feel it even when they are gathered around the bonfire. To two to three minutes warm.
When Lu Feng and Monk Zhiyuan were talking, there was no trace of warmth in what they communicated. It involved life and death, and there was no tenderness at all. Monk Zhiyuan’s hair was all white, and even the beard that had grown out was white. It is vast white.
He looked dozens of years older and said: "Master, there is a big problem here. I tried it with red nectar, but there was nothing serious and no living people.
< br>There should be a big problem here, and I didn't find any traces of living people, but I just went in and took a look. There was nothing but the snow that fell today, as if someone was cleaning it day and night. .”
Lu Feng nodded and looked at the people who were eating. Lu Feng said: "You and I will be ready later. Let's first lift up the red cloth of the protector god in this hall and see what is enshrined here." Who is the protector of the Dharma? How should it be worshiped?
Look, the heart, liver, and intestines offered are not rotten, so there should be no rhymes. The protector of the Dharma should not be worshiped. Worship the protector?
But isn’t he a ‘witchcraft’ deity?
Is it necessary to perform a ‘fire sacrifice’?
There is nothing that can be offered as a fire offering at this place, and I have searched both before and after this place, and there are no shaman's clothes. If he still refuses, then I have to discuss Buddhism with him. "
Lu Feng is holding a Kabala rosary in one hand. If you are not familiar with it, you may not really be able to tell what his Dharma is.
It is nothing more than a vajra in one hand. Bell, one hand is a vajra, one male and one female. If you are unable to surrender, use the vajra to break the obstacle of disrespecting the Dharma. If you are unable to break it, then think of a way.
Monk Zhiyuan did not say anything. , after a long while, he finally thought it through and said: "Although humans are the most spiritual sacrifices, if there is no big Dharma gathering, cattle and sheep can also be used as sacrifices. The Dharma protector has no need to do anything, and we do not need to donate. The Dharma protector's deeds of 'punishment' should not be like this.
So, Master, something is not right here, this is not right. ”
Monk Zhiyuan is considered well-informed, and he doesn't know what to do. Lu Feng said: "Then prepare according to my ideas."
Lu Feng closed his eyes and blessed himself, a large amount of The compassion rhyme hung on him and turned into a layer of golden lotus armor. Zhiyuan monk walked outside the hall, shaking the diamond bell, making a crisp sound, and the secret mantra came from his There was a sound of "Om" coming out of his mouth. Lu Feng told them all to stay where they were and make no movements. Lu Feng wanted to go in and watch.
He is the presiding officer of the temple. In the past, a master came to deal with this matter. At this moment, Lu Feng is the master.
Pema was protecting the child, and he walked into the temple with a vajra bell in one hand and a vajra pestle in the other. He praised "Fudo Mingwang Zun" in his mouth, and visualized Fudo Mingwang Zun in his mind. , in the mantra wheel, the fire of wisdom spread all over his body, but did not burn his monk's robe. He was the only source of light here. He was the presiding guru of Sunrise Temple at this moment. He should have the responsibility of the presiding guru and should also Has the authority to preside over the guru.
On his right shoulder was the brightly burning butter lamp. Under his ribs, a sharp arm "grew" out, shaking Zamaru for him. On the other side, on the other side, An arm came out and shook the prayer wheel for him. Lu Feng ignored this blessing and said as he walked: "Those who see my body will have bodhicitta, those who hear my name will abandon evil and practice good deeds, and those who hear my Dharma will gain great wisdom and know my heart. He will become a Buddha."
This is the great vow of Fudo Ming King. Lu Feng recited the great vow of Fudo Ming King and walked directly into the hall. Lu Feng did not release the six powerful monks in his hands, but he did not release them. It was not useless. The sound of the magic weapon in his hand directly pierced through the faint veil-like "magic barrier" here. For a moment, Lu Feng saw that this place was "real".
The surrounding charisma all jumped down from the void. Before they could reach Lu Feng's side, they were stopped by Lu Feng's butter lamp. The originally bright and majestic hall suddenly began to decay at this moment. From above his head, there are many people hanging on it! I don’t know how long they have been dead, but Yun Yun is worried about them. Lu Feng should have found the owners of those uncultivated lands.
His wisdom fire flows out from the seven orifices, and the appearance of the angry deity vaguely appears on his face. This is also the expected effect of the third stage of the "Secret Mantra of the Fudo Myoyo". If he waits until his appearance is the same as that of the wrathful deity, then his wisdom fire can sweep through the entire hall, and he should also reach the third level, instead of him "going to the third level".
Walking into the main hall, Lu Feng felt that the wind was blowing, but the wind could not move Lu Feng at all. He walked over and finally noticed the strange charm appearing on the altar table. , those strange charms on the top of the head washed down from below over and over again, Lu Feng felt as if there was a big hand, frantically trying to pull Lu Feng's neck and cervical vertebrae out of the neck cavity!
Aware of this, Lu Feng showed great anger and said: "Since you see me coming, why don't you come out to greet me? Heretic, heretic, heretic!
So weird! So weird! "
Three consecutive heretics spoke harsh words. Lu Feng became more and more angry, and the fire of wisdom in his hand suddenly blessed the Vajra in his hand!
The other one's treacherous His hands became even thinner and longer, and he directly waved Master Longgen's leg bones and struck Li Jui on it. Every time he struck, a Li Jui fell down, and Li Jui wanted to do something. Every movement was trampled by Lu Feng's regrown feet!
Even Jui Yun was suppressed underground, unable to rise up!
The Vajra in Lu Feng's hand was! It is a twelve-fingered lotus-shaped single-stranded vajra, symbolizing the only dharma realm. The wrathful flame burned on the vajra in Lu Feng’s hand, and the vajra suddenly turned into a twenty-finger-long single-stranded vajra. Lu Feng made a move to kill the Vajra directly, when he saw the "Dharma Protector" in the red cloth finally moved
He gradually came down from the top. After a moment, the red cloth on his body completely turned into a plum red color. With another step, it turned into a dark red color. With the last step, his red cloth became rotten and disfigured, revealing Here's what it looks like inside.
After he came out, Lu Feng not only failed to dispel his anger, but instead became even more angry!
In the nostrils, the anger turned into a dragon and snake, and people outside could hear the heartbeat and roar inside!
"Mahasana!"
This word means great anger. Lu Feng directly pierced the twenty-finger-long vajra into the shriveled body of the monk in front of him. Among them, yes, it is this monk!
Lu Feng never thought that the person on the altar covered with red cloth was not the protector, but a shriveled monk! He had been dead for a long time. He was wearing a tall hat unique to sixth-level monks and a rotten and worn-out monk's robe. Lu Feng did not expect that the protector in Sunrise Temple would unknowingly Suddenly he turned into this fierce monk!
At this moment, the anger burned on the monk's body, lighting him directly into a torch!
The Sunrise Temple was lit up, and a huge fire was set on fire, just like where the Shengzhuang was!
It was almost again, and I thought of Erlang Shen’s lines in The Lotus Lantern: Almost, almost, but just a little bit closer at the critical moment.
My back hurts when I write it, it’s still a little short
After writing for three and a half hours, I can only write this much
I am getting old
(End of this chapter)