Chapter 483 Position
Master Jueming finally brought Gu Xu and Luo Chuan into the temple.
Stepping into the mountain gate, a wide stone road winds up. The pines and cypresses on both sides cover the buildings with red walls and gold tiles, which are well-proportioned, like a picture scroll.
“I am bringing you in now, but I am risking my life,” Master Jueming said as he walked. “The recent arrest warrant says that those who dare to harbor and conceal traitors will be punished. "Master, don't be ridiculous," Luo Chuan chuckled, "Don't think I don't know that you, Lingshan Temple, actually don't care about the court's rules. If you hadn't owed the court recently. I’m afraid even the emperor won’t be able to invite you out to arrest the prisoner.”
Master Jueming snorted, not wanting to quarrel with Luo Chuan anymore, he pointed to a side road: "This way."
Luo Chuan looked at Gu Xu beside him: "Emperor, please go first. "
After a while, the three of them walked into a secluded and empty side hall at the end of the road.
This side hall seems to be rarely visited by people on weekdays.
There are no Buddha statues, no incense, and a lot of cobwebs on the ceiling. Sunlight slanted in through the half-closed window, and countless dust danced lazily in the beam.
Gu Xu saw many portraits of old monks hanging on the walls of the side hall, with their names and dates of birth and death marked next to them.
Only the one at the far end is covered with black cloth, making its true appearance invisible.
The three of them each sat down on a futon.
Luochuan habitually took out the tea set and tea leaves from the space artifact, poured three cups of tea, handed the first cup to Gu Xu with both hands, drank the second cup by himself, and placed the third cup on On the ground, he casually pushed it in front of Master Jueming.
“This is the Mengding Mountain tea known as the ‘Immortal Tea’ from the Daqi Dynasty. Would you like to try it?”
Master Jueming raised his tea cup, took a sip, put it aside and frowned, "It's not as fragrant as the tea in this small temple." There is some good tea that even I don’t know about,” Luo Chuan deliberately showed an extremely exaggerated expression of surprise, “Master, why don’t you take it out and share it with us?”
Master Jueming ignored Luo Chuan’s words. Ridicule.
He looked at Gu Xu aside: "Gu Xiaoyou, you——"
"——Emperor." Luo Chuan interrupted him and corrected him.
"Okay, Emperor," Master Jueming changed his words obediently, "the phrase 'Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha' you mentioned earlier are actually the last words left by Ksitigarbha, the third-generation abbot of Lingshan Temple.
“According to the records in the temple, Ksitigarbha’s cultivation was unparalleled and he ascended to the upper world in just one thought. However, he kept suppressing his cultivation until his life span was exhausted and he passed away in the temple. Reluctant to take that step.
“He called this world ‘hell’, hoping to use his own strength to save all the sinful and suffering sentient beings in hell.
“These concepts of his were regarded by later generations as Heresy. The spells he pioneered were also classified as forbidden spells because they often caused subsequent disciples to go crazy. ”
As he spoke, he gently shook the Zen staff in his hand.
A breeze blew by.
The black cloth at the far end of the side hall suddenly slowly fell to the ground, revealing the portrait hidden behind it.
It was an old monk wearing cassocks. He was as thin as withered straw, but his eyes were as bright as torches, as if he could penetrate all illusions and see the reality of the world.
Besides the portrait, in addition to the Buddhist title and the dates of birth and death, there is also the sentence "Unless hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha"——
This is where Gu Xu stood What you can see outside the mountain gate with the help of the "astrolabe".
"He's right," Gu Xu pondered for a moment and said calmly, "This world is indeed hell. But there are only a few people who are sober after all." Most people have been living in the lies carefully compiled by Taishang Haotian. He was unaware of the suffering he was suffering. "
"Tai Shang Haotian? "Master Jueming raised his eyebrows slightly, a little puzzled by this.
Gu Xu glanced at Luochuan next to him and said lightly: "Wenchang, explain to him. "
"Yes. "Luochuan nodded.
Then he looked at Master Jueming and briefly narrated the truth about the Great Wilderness, the grudges between Supreme Haotian and Emperor Ziwei, the secrets behind the ascension, and Gu Xu was the reincarnation of Emperor Ziwei.
After listening, Master Jueming lowered his head and remained silent for a long time. It took a while before he recovered from his trance.
"This world is really like this." He sighed and said with emotion.
“You agreed with my statement so quickly?” Luo Chuan smiled playfully, “Aren’t you afraid that I’m deceiving you?”
“A long time ago, I had a similar idea in my mind. Vague speculation," Master Jueming said slowly, "especially after I heard the news that Chi Yangzi became possessed.
"But I'm not sure whether it's true or false, and I can't find anyone to confirm it.
"Even when I plan to tell others about this guess, I will inadvertently forget this idea.
"The fact that you can tell me these things without hindrance today proves that your status is extraordinary. People like you should not come all the way to Lingshan Temple just to fool me. Looking for fun."
Hearing this, Gu Xu couldn't help but think of the terrifying vision of iron nets and fire burning that he had seen when he and Da Qi Imperial Master went to worship Chi Yangzi's tomb.
At that time, he wanted to tell the national teacher the saying "The wilderness is a prison".
However, the moment he spoke the first syllable, a powerful and mysterious force stopped him, making his throat unable to make any more sounds.
But these days, he can discuss these secrets of the wilderness without any obstacles.
Is it because of Emperor Ziwei?
“Then what is your position?” Luo Chuan continued to ask, “After knowing all this, do you plan to continue to hide in the mountains and be a coward who stands by and watch, or do you plan to join us to change everything? ?”
“You are an eighth-level true king and an emperor,” Master Jueming thought for a moment, “I am just a seventh-level monk, how much help can I do?”< br>
"To break the prison of the Great Wilderness, we will undoubtedly have to kill the 'jailer' Emperor Tianxing," Luo Chuan explained, "and I have a formation called the 'Zhoutian Xingdou Formation', which can block Tianxing." The connection between the emperor and the 'Tai'a Sword' turned him into an ordinary eighth-level monk, preventing Taishang Haotian from using his hands to interfere in our battle in the lower realm.
"But this week. The "Tianxing Dou Formation" consumes a lot of real energy, and it requires the efforts of many saints who are well versed in the true meaning of the avenue to maintain its operation.
“We really need your help very much.”
“It turns out that in your eyes, I am just a tool to help run the formation!” Master Jueming laughed at himself. , shook his head slightly, "I have to think about your proposal again. After all, what I represent now is not myself, but the entire Lingshan Temple. If things go wrong, I will become the sect's eternal sinner."
Speaking of this, Master Jueming turned to look out the window and shouted: "Jingru!"
A thin young monk wearing a light brown cassock hurriedly ran over, saluted Master Jueming and said, "Master, what are your instructions?" Xu Lai is still an old acquaintance - in this year's Lantern Festival competition, the two had a very fierce fight. In the end, Gu Xu realized the new spell "Thousands of Flowers Bloom on the East Wind Night" and successfully defeated Monk Jingru. , causing him to fall into Luoshui.
“These two distinguished guests are visiting our temple today,” Master Jueming pointed at Luo Chuan and Gu Xu in front of him, “take care of them for me.”
(End of Chapter)