In the Shaolin Temple, in a quiet room, Kong Wen sat with his eyes closed, his two white eyebrows growing out of his cheeks and hanging down, still thinking about the mysterious Dharmakaya that he passed by before.
Who is he, where is he from, and why do I have no memory of him
It has been more than a hundred years since I attained the Arhat's Golden Body. I have watched many rising stars achieve the Dharmakaya, and I have watched many talented juniors encounter difficulties and stagnate. I have also traveled to the East China Sea, practiced asceticism in the Western Regions, and sighed at the Southern Wilderness. He traveled to the extreme north, wandering between heaven and earth, looking for other worlds with living things, but the image of the man in green robes and the woman in yellow clothes never appeared in his mind.
And this is unless they have never walked in the rivers and lakes, or they are old monsters who disappeared from the world before they broke into Tongren Lane.
Could it be a monastic sect, like Lanke Temple, which has been missing for decades
Thinking of Lanke Temple, Kong Wen felt palpitations in his heart. Not to mention the adventures he had when he was young, he would often see this Sambhogakaya Pure Land when he wandered around the world after attaining the Golden Enlightenment. But after the great changes forty years ago, Lanko Temple can no longer be found, and according to the nature of the Sambhogakaya Pure Land, it should not disappear inexplicably, unless it is completely broken, or there are other reasons. Like it, other remaining ruined Pure Lands are also missing.
Thinking back to the mysterious collapse of the inheritance of the true meaning of the Zhen Sect's magical skills, and thinking about all the weird things that happened forty years ago, the answer seems to be coming out, but I can't get through the fog, as if I have forgotten something, but what is certain is that the truth will be very... The horror is enough to break one's mind.
Namo Amitabha. Kongwen recited the Buddha's name in a low voice and decided to wander again. He suspected that the mysterious dharma bodies before had come from the pure land or cave heaven that had mysteriously disappeared. Maybe they had reappeared in the world.
If you still don't find it, go back to the temple and look through the ancient books of previous generations to see if they are old monsters that have not decayed with time.
His body became transparent, glass was like gold, his spiritual consciousness came out, and he could travel between heaven and earth.
Outside the Main Hall. Several handyman monks carried brooms and other items, held their breath and pushed open the half-closed door, intending to clean up the place.
As soon as the door opened, they saw two glazed lamps burning quietly in front of the Buddha, emitting dim yellow light. The statue of the golden Buddha was solemn and compassionate. The middle finger and thumb of his right hand held a petal of the Brahma flower, and the glazed lamp In front of him, stood a figure in a green shirt. He was wearing a fan crown, with gray temples, his hands behind his back, bathed in the warm light of the lights, slightly raising his head, looking at the statue of Buddha, leisurely and contented. Beside him, there was a woman wearing goose-yellow clothes. Standing in a dimly lit place, it is a bit brighter and quieter. It updates quickly, the website page is clean, and there are few ads. I like this kind of website the most. I must give it a thumbs up.
Someone is at the Main Hall
Someone quietly broke into the Main Hall
The handyman monks are no more responsive than the real disciples. It took a long time to regain consciousness and stumbled out, some shouting loudly, and some looking for the elders who were nearby.
A few moments. The Shaolin formation was opened secretly, and the luster of colored glass shone in the air, and the first seat of the Damo Academy was empty. Wu Si, the leader of the Bodhi Court, and Wu Jing, the leader of the Discipline Court, arrived first. They were all wearing yellow monk robes and red cassocks with serious expressions. They quietly surrounded Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei in the center.
Meng Qi remained calm and looked at the familiar elders, pacing with their hands behind their backs, carefree and relaxed. Not only did each step they took not affect the energy of the monks who were ready to go, but instead stepped on the changes in the world within them. In the cardinal rhythm, the momentum that allowed them to condense was always interrupted, making them very uncomfortable and unable to take action.
A few breaths later, Abbot Kongwen, who was awakened by Xuanbei, stepped into the main hall with a nine-ring tin staff. He looked at Meng Qi, raised one hand, pronounced the Buddha's name and said: I don't know why the donor came to Shaolin.
He had long recognized it as the mysterious Dharmakaya that just passed by, and he did not blame him for sneaking in hastily, but pointed to the purpose.
At the same time, he preliminarily judged from Jiang Zhiwei's aura and sword refining characteristics that she was from the Xijiang Pavilion, but her strength was far superior to Zhou Taichong, the strongest person in Xijiang Pavilion.
Could it be that he is an outstanding person who has been locked up in the Xijiang Pavilion for a hundred or two hundred years and still managed to escape
But the mysterious Dharmakaya is not like the people from Xijian Pavilion
Meng Qi smiled slightly and asked with his left hand: "Abbot Kong Wen, let's change places. There is a bit of a host-object inversion at the moment."
At this time, Meng Qi was standing in front of the Buddha statue, and Kong Wen was at the entrance to the temple. It seemed that the former was the host and the latter was the guest.
Kong Wen saw that Meng Qi's posture was peaceful and showed no sign of hostility, so he raised one hand again and saluted. He remained vigilant and passed by Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei.
After dividing the host and guest, Meng Qi still seemed to have returned to his own home and said casually: "Everyone, sit down and talk."
Without waiting for the Shaolin monks to agree, he directly sat cross-legged on the futon in the hall, followed closely by Jiang Zhiwei.
The donor was free and easy, more like a Zen disciple than Lao Monk. Kong Wen said with a smile, and then sat down. Kong Jian Wu Si Wu Jing Xuan Bei and others took their seats one after another, still surrounding Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei in the center.
Meng Qi naturally put his hands on his knees and said with a smile: I heard that Shaolin martial arts is extensive and has as many as four and seventy-two unique skills. I happen to be well-known for my extensive knowledge and strong memorization, and what I have learned is complicated, so I came here to ask for advice.
The four major ones are Tathagata Divine Palm's Nianhua Smile, Moko's Demon-Suppressing Fist, the Great Dream Sutra, and the Changing Tendon Sutra.
As expected, Wu Jing, who came to challenge, snorted. Since the founding of the Shaolin sect, there have always been people like this. The other monks also had similar thoughts. Only Xuan Bei's face was solemn, because he knew that the other party was Dharmakaya, and the challenger could only be the master. Ancestor.
Amitabha, the donor has attained Dharmakaya, and only Lao Monk can take over. There are no waves on Kong Wen's face.
The dharma body has been realized. Only then did monks such as Kongjian Wusi and Wu Jing realize the terror of the other party. Although they knew before that the person coming was extraordinary and the breath was difficult to judge, they did not expect that it was actually a dharma body.
When did such a Dharmakaya appear in the world again
He is sure to beat the abbot
Meng Qi said with a smile: "Has Abbot Kongwen ever mastered the seventy-two secrets?"
Never. Kong Wenping answered that the seventy-two secrets are all profound and profound. If you study a few of them, you can get a glimpse of the meaning of Zen. If you study all of them, you will inevitably lack energy and conflict with each other.
But I want to see all the unique skills. Meng Qi looked around the monks. If this is not the case, I will suppress my strength to the same level. Please give me some advice from all the eminent monks.
What kind of idea did he have? Such a request has never been encountered by Shaolin monks. As the head of Bodhidharma Academy, Kong Jian and Kong Wen looked at each other and whispered: Amitabha. Then please lend me this Mahazhi.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his ten fingers on his knees, and the sound of whooshing filled all directions. There were tens of thousands of light golden finger winds. They were the most powerful, the most powerful, and the most victorious, making it impossible to avoid and unstoppable. .
As soon as the finger wind came out, the Shaolin monks saw the ten fingers on the knee of the man in green robe also moving. There was also a whooshing sound, and tens of thousands of light gold finger winds were blowing from every corner.
Bang, bang, bang, the fingers collided with the wind, and the strong wind swept through the Mahavira Palace. Meng Qi actually blocked Kong Jian's Maha finger without missing a beat.
You can also use the Mahazhi. Where did you learn the Mahazhi? Wujing, the head of the Discipline Academy, suddenly stood up, full of hatred for evil.
He actually secretly learned Shaolin Maha Finger
Suddenly, each monk looked at Meng Qi with contempt and hatred.
Meng Qi smiled slightly: "Buddhist martial arts comes from the Tathagata. Bodhidharma can realize the unique skills from the Tathagata's palm, but I can't? I have mastered more than the seventy-two unique skills."
Over time, the Shaolin monks became more and more proud. Arrogant and arrogant, upright and roundabout, Han Guang is able to enchant people, and there is no shortage of help in this regard. So we have to dampen their spirits.
That made the poor monk see Wu Jing. He bent the knuckle of the index finger of his right hand, showing the state of green and red glass, and slammed it forward, and suddenly a blue and red phantom of Ananda Dragon King appeared. It solidified and hit Meng Qi with unparalleled power. Explosive and restrained, specializing in hard skills to protect the body.
Meng Qi also raised his right hand, bent the knuckle of his index finger, and struck out with green and red glaze. He struck it on the head of Ananda Dragon King's shadow with a snap, knocking it into pieces, leaving Wu Jing unable to withstand the backlash. Sit down backwards.
Immediately after Ananda pointed his finger, one by one the eminent monks stood up and struck Meng Qi one by one with Prajna Palm, Xumi Tuo Palm, Wuxiang Jie Point, Dead Wood Magic Skill, etc., but Meng Qi responded to them one by one.
By the end, they were slumped on their futons with blank expressions, unable to believe what they were witnessing.
The green-robed man opposite actually mastered seventy-two secrets at the same time.
Except for the trick of crossing the river with a reed, which is not easy to show.
Since Bodhidharma, no one has mastered all the secrets at the same time
Amitabha, the donor is a unique skill that is forcibly reproduced with a Buddhist magical skill. Abbot Kongwen looked on coldly and saw the essence. He raised his right hand and pressed his middle and index fingers against each other as if holding flowers. He smiled with a pure and Zen smile on his face and brushed it towards Meng Qi.
Nianhuazhi is the most important Zen mind. It cannot be imitated by sensing the movement route and mobilizing the laws of heaven and earth.
At this moment, he saw the man in green robe also smiling, but behind him appeared a bodhi tree with both glory and withered features. He pointed to the sky with one hand and touched the ground with the other. It immediately turned into a golden Buddha, filling the space between heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth, I am the only one who is supreme
The majestic sound enters the ears, and the withered Bodhisattva blooms with clear glazed light, both withered and prosperous, pointing directly to the bottom of the heart, and the Zen flavor is long.
Kong Wen seemed to have realized something and wanted to grasp this idea, while the other monks were already intoxicated, intoxicated in the Dharma, and intoxicated in the wake-up call that they were the only ones.
Then, Kong Wen saw the man in green robe with gray temples stand up slowly and walk out of the main hall with his hands behind his back, leisurely and contentedly.
Living Buddha Hutuktu first came to Shaolin, and Kong Wen was one of his most valued enemies.
Not only have I recovered from my injuries, but I also have the opportunity to go further and challenge powerful enemies one by one, defeat them, and build up momentum and confidence. Hutuktu strolled up the stairs, his momentum restrained, his mind filled with thoughts and high spirits.
At this time, he saw a man in green robes and a woman in yellow clothes coming down from Shaolin. He didn't pay much attention and passed them by.
They were in peace with each other and walked a few more steps. Hutuktu suddenly felt something in his heart. He turned back and smiled at Jiang Zhi and said:
The old man had not been in the world for many years, but he did not expect such a talent to emerge from Xijiang Pavilion. Zhou Taichong is now in peace. .