Chapter 392 Zhuan Tanzang
“What’s wrong?”
Bo Jiafan looked at Zhuan Tanzang, a little curious as to why he suddenly looked around.
"Just now someone mentioned the Master of Corpse Forest, and then I felt a look..."
Zhuan Tanzang did not hide anything. Bo Jiafan was stunned for a moment when he heard the other person's words, and then He smiled and said: "Senior brother, you are proficient in several great dharma methods and have also learned many holy Buddha methods. Near this snow mountain, within the scope of my pure land, everyone who wants to see the Lord of the Corpse Forest will point to you. I think this time it will be another time. Which devout believer prayed and brought about the change?”
Hearing this, Tantanzang did not respond, but silently sensed the connection between his mandala of bones and the surrounding pure land.
Shao Siming, who had left the layout, felt the subtle fluctuations and dispersed a slight mist.
The essence of this mist is to obscure it, and even fourth-grade monks cannot detect it. Even if they are aware, they can easily be misled by the surrounding environment.
Therefore, after Zhuan Tanzang was sure that the mandala of bones he had built and Bo Jiafan's pure land had changed, he just glanced at Bo Jiafan and said nothing more.
Seeing that the other party did not intend to continue exploring, Shao Siming secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "This guy has such keen perception, and listening to Bo Jiafan's words, this guy is not something that ordinary fourth-grade monks can do in terms of identity or cultivation." In comparison, you need to be careful. ’
With this in mind, Shao Siming contacted Fei Fei and others again and asked them to act with caution.
At the same time, Shao Siming also used Fei Fei's mouth to ask for information about Jing Nian, the Pure Light Goddess, and Zhen Tan Zang.
"Jing Nian lineage? You are talking about Senior Brother Kong Kong, have you seen him?"
Jingguang Heavenly Lady was quite surprised. After finishing speaking, she looked at Fei who was a little panicked. Fei immediately knew that the contact with Shao Siming was one-way or one-time, so he told Fei Fei Shao Siming the information he knew.
In the description of Pure Light Goddess, Monk Liao Kong’s cultivation is extremely advanced. He entered the fourth level three hundred years ago, and later broke through the demonic path of the Western Regions. Although his methods were extreme, his cultivation was indeed further advanced. .
"According to the speculations of several teachers in the Putuo lineage, he should have begun to explore the third-level realm, but just like he couldn't let go of his friends back then, the inner demons of senior brother Liaokong now should be his fellow disciples in the Putuo lineage. Senior Xu Xuan even more so. Comment on the senior brother: "Empty is empty. At that time, my teacher hoped that he would completely let go and enter a state of emptiness and no worries. However, this stubborn donkey never let go, making us worry and worry again and again, unable to be pure."
“As for Tan Tan Zang…”
Jingguang Tiannv thought for a while and whispered: “I don’t have very clear information about Tantric monks, I only know some famous people, but this The name of Ktan Tan Zang is a little special. "
"It is said that there were five hundred Arhats around the Buddha, among whom the seventh Arhat was named Lord Ktan Tan Zang. Some Buddhist scriptures also called him King Tan Kuni Zha and Cut Ni. King Shige, etc., in the Buddhist scriptures, he was originally the king of the Yueshi. He once attacked the Mojie Tuo Kingdom and demanded the Maming Bodhisattva and the Buddha's bowl. Later, he actively spread Buddhism, repented and practiced diligently to achieve the fruit of Arhat."
" By the way, in some scriptures, the Venerable King Tanzan and King Asoka are also called the two kings who protect the Dharma. ”
At this point, Pure Light Goddess thought of something else, and added: "By the way, I remember a teacher once told me that some Tantric Buddhist traditions like to worship the Buddha, and at the same time regard themselves as Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, Vajra, so some Tantric monks will call themselves Arhat Guru, Protector of the World, Living Buddha, etc., in order to intercept the beliefs of Buddhas."
"After the Buddha's magic sect influenced Tantric Buddhism, this group of monks began. Becoming the mainstream, they can even respond to the prayers of believers and incite the name of the Buddha, so it is possible that this Zhen Tan Zang is trying to steal the power of the Venerable Zhen Tan Zang.”
Shao Siming, who got this information, Combined with the fact that Bo Jiafan showed a method of gaining faith within a certain range during the exchange with Zhuan Tanzang, he felt that this possibility was not small. He walked around Bo Jiafan's ashram twice more, left a backup plan, and planned to leave to meet Ling. Miao and others exchanged follow-up treatment methods.
Just as she set off, a sound of gold objects colliding sounded from the hall. Searching carefully, Shao Siming saw Bo Jiafan knocking over dozens of gold utensils with a look of resentment on his face.
"Hmph! What a great man, Zhentanzang, who was known as a lotus-tongued man in his early years. He even deceived me into telling me to hand over the relics to him first. However, he thought that he was still a great country in the Western Regions back then. A member of the royal family, the respected Master Miaoyan Lotus? Your family has been destroyed, and you have become a lost dog. How dare you play tricks on me..."
As he spoke, Bo Jiafan was surrounded by Buddha's light. It surged, as if it was about to do something, but the Buddha's light stopped halfway through the surge. The short and fat man looked angrily in the direction of the Bone Mandala and muttered to himself in a low voice.
“No, this guy has learned a lot of holy Buddha’s teachings from me, but I haven’t learned all the three great Mahayana Buddhist teachings passed down by his lineage. Now we have a falling out, I have sacrificed too much. , endure it a little longer, endure it a little longer..."
Bo Jiafan, who kept admonishing himself, became more and more angry as he spoke. Finally, he opened a corner of the pure land and walked down.
Shao Siming hurriedly followed and saw the boundless scene of purgatory.
In the sky above this area where tens of thousands of dead souls are wailing, various legal prototypes containing the concept of hell are condensed.
Shao Siming could feel that these hell laws were not specially condensed, but were sublimated from the despair accumulated by people who had been tortured here for a long time in their wailing.
This makes hell both a place of despair and a breeding ground for pain, allowing the souls trapped here to suffer even more torture.
Looking more carefully at the dead souls, Shao Siming discovered that many of them had strange auras. From the perspective of cause and effect, they seemed to have a certain connection with the Tan Tan Cang.
After discovering this, Shao Siming probably had some guesses in his mind, and then he was shocked by Bo Jiafan's actions.
I saw this tantric monk pouring out a pool of half-gold and half-red liquid from a gold bottle. A slightly distorted Sanskrit sound sounded instantly, and then strands of Buddha's light hung down in the void.
‘This is...a Dao Fruit fragment? It's just that the breath is a little weird, and the power inside is also a little distorted...'
Shao Siming was a little confused, and saw Bo Jiafan opening the seven gold bottles and pouring out the liquid with gold as the main color.
In an instant, eight slightly distorted Buddhist sounds echoed around, and the wailing souls below let out even more shrill and desperate cries. Many of the condensed prototypes of hell's dharma also boiled, and some of them even began to be further improved.
But soon, these dead souls were affected, assimilated, and gradually put on a golden shell under the influence of those liquids.
The slowly rising hell law was stimulated by this, and it also subsided for a while.
But just when the dead souls were about to be assimilated by the liquid and fully accept the power, Bo Jiafan took action to peel the liquid out of their bodies.
The whole process may not be much better for the souls than Ling Chi.
The dead souls, stripped of part of their essence, fell into the hell mutilated and let out feeble screams.
Bo Jiafan carefully observed the mixed and twisted Dao Fruit fragments in his hands, and after confirming that there were no problems, he threw down a silver bowl, scattered countless pure water condensed by his willpower, and began to repair the bodies of the dead souls.
(End of this chapter)