Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

The forbidden area behind the mountain.

Tens of thousands of warrior monks are guarding it to the death, and any outsider approaching will be guilty of blasphemy against the Buddha.

The most serious law in Buddha Island is to blaspheme the Buddha. The first offender will be burned in fire until his soul is gone, and his relatives will be demoted as sinners and will not be able to stand up for three generations.

The status of sinners in Buddhism is the same as that of pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep. They are not protected by the law. People from other classes can bully them at will. Their lives are no more valuable than the shoes of monks, and they are like carrion living in hell.

It doesn’t take three generations for the sinner to die in agony, even worse than the Nine Clan’s execution!

Under such horrific oppression, who in Buddhaland dares not to worship Buddha?

Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is the manifestation of the Paradise in the human world. All believers have to kneel when approaching. No one dares to attack the forbidden area.

What the monks are guarding against is not civilians, but monks from other Buddhist lands, because what is sealed in the forbidden area is the most precious Buddhist treasure, the Bodhi Wheel. If other temples take it away, Wanfo Temple will lose the basis for suppressing everything, and it will no longer be able to rule.

Fozhou!

After all, Buddhism is not one body, divided into Zen, Vinaya, Tantra and other schools.

Before the end of the Dharma, the ancestors suppressed it, and the remaining sects obeyed orders. Now everyone is just a mortal, how can the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple be superior to others?

A few days ago.

Many eminent monks came to the temple. Before any serious business could be discussed, several debates were held.

Buddhist scripture debate is divided into literary debate and martial debate. Generally speaking, if you can't express your words well, you will have a fight. The one with the big fist is right!

Wanfo Temple is in charge of the Buddhist heritage. Even if the monks of the temples secretly join forces to deal with the siege, they still have a slight advantage.

"A hundred years ago, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple suppressed all the heroes. Fifty years ago, it was the leader. Now it is barely number one!"

The old monk with long eyebrows looked miserable. The closer he was to the end of his lifespan, the less he had the ambition of his youth to spread the Dharma and illuminate the world. All he wanted in his heart was the stable status of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

"Buddha Island has become as stable as a rock. In order to prevent Buddhist temples from falling into internal strife, we can only spread the glory of our Buddha to the outside world..."

The division of the nine continents was not for no reason, but there were mountains and ravines between the two continents. Even the nearest Qiongzhou was not prone to large-scale wars. Instead, monks and soldiers were sent to protect it. The way the monks taught the Dharma made it easier to turn it into a Buddhist kingdom.

"Since the end of Dharma, Qiongzhou has had poor rainfall, has become increasingly bitter and cold, and has declined, making it uninhabitable."

"In contrast, Yunzhou has long had the foundation of Buddhism and has a prosperous population. It is fitting that the Buddha's light will shine on it!"

This morning.

The old monk with long eyebrows led many eminent monks to the forbidden area of ​​​​the back mountain, and after going through several open and hidden sentry posts, they arrived at the Bodhi Cave.

Bodhi Cave is located on the mountainside. At the entrance of the cave is a small single-family temple with blue bricks and gray tiles. It has been repaired several times through wind and rain. Hundreds of years ago, it was the retreat place of Zen Master Miaoshan.

Now it has become the residence of the monks who guard Bodhi Cave. I raised my eyes and glanced at the old monk with long eyebrows, but there was no sound coming from his belly when he opened his mouth to speak.

"Ben Kong, why do you need to use the Buddhist treasure again?"

"Reporting to Uncle Master, Yunzhou is being ravaged by a tyrant, and the people are suffering unspeakably."

The old monk with long eyebrows, whose name was Ben Kong, put his hands together and bowed in salute, saying: "This disciple wants to bring the treasure to kill and save all the people from water and fire. This is the opportunity for my Buddha to illuminate the Nine Continents."

The old monk was wearing a bright yellow monk's robe, with his arms hanging down on his knees like a gibbon. He was silent for a long time, holding on to the iron chain beside him.

The arm-thick iron chain was tightened, and the other end was connected to the iron door of Bodhi Cave. The two or three feet thick stainless steel door slowly opened.

Boom!

The ground shook slightly, slowly revealing the black hole, and cold wind and cold air spewed out. It did not look like a holy place where the Buddha's treasure was sealed, but rather like the evil opening its bloody mouth.

The old monk reminded: "Even if there is a method of accumulation, even today, the treasure can only be used a few times!"

"Thank you, Uncle Master, for reminding me that I will definitely live up to the legacy of our forefathers."

With a sad look on his face, Ben Kong led the eminent monks from the temples into the Bodhi Cave and went down the bluestone steps.

There are completely two worlds inside and outside the cave. It's like entering an ice cellar on a hot summer day. The cold wind penetrates into the monk's clothes. Even Ben Kong, a martial arts master, can't help but shudder.

The cold air penetrates directly into the bone marrow, and evil spirits corrode the soul.

There are ever-bright whale oil lamps on both sides of the corridor. By the light of the candles, you can see the sticky lake and wet moss on the stone walls. Water droplets condensed on the roof of the cave drip down the back of your neck. For an instant, your hair stands on end, as if a poisonous snake is crawling across your skin.

"Amitabha!"

The senior monk of the Vinaya Sect frowned and spoke in a questioning tone: "The place where the most precious treasure of Buddhism is located is so dark and dirty. Is there no one taking care of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple?"

Ben Kong said quietly: "Why don't you let Master Puji's disciples take care of it?"

Puji curled his lips and changed his words: "You can let those low-class people take care of it and seal it directly in the cave. At least the surface will be good. If people really find such an environment, won't they cast doubt on me, the Buddha?"

"It's better to have a doubt than an accident."

Ben Kong said: "The Supreme Treasure Lingzhi is only three to five years old. If those low-class people with resentment are coaxed into recognizing their master and directly transformed into a great demon, there will be no Dao Lord to suppress them now!"

The group of monks all agreed upon hearing this. Puji lowered his eyes and could only nod along.

Until you see an altar at the bottom of the cave.

The altar is six feet high, with mysterious textures engraved on its surface, and its top resembles a blooming lotus.

The most precious Buddhist treasure, the Bodhi Wheel, lies quietly in the center of the altar, showing no mysterious aura.

The stone walls on all sides were withered into Buddha statues of various shapes, all of them staring at the central altar with wide-eyed eyes. They roughly counted thousands or tens of thousands of them.

This is the origin of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. Its ancestral protection formation is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong. Nowadays, even if there is no spiritual energy supply restriction, only the aura of tens of thousands of Buddha statues gather together, it can still give rise to a sense of majesty and suppression!

The Bodhi Wheel sensed the arrival of Ben Kong and others, and its aura was slightly revealed, shining with black and red spiritual light, sending out wisps of desire, greed, and bloodthirsty desires.

"Amitabha!"

Benkong put his hands together, chanted the name of the Buddha, sat down cross-legged and began to recite the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sutra.

The same is true for other eminent monks, their voices are cadenced, sonorous and powerful, and scriptures from various Buddhist schools are integrated into the Bodhi Wheel.

The black and red demonic light gradually extinguished and turned into red gold Buddha light, condensing into a six-foot-high half-empty and half-real Buddha statue.

The Buddha statue is kind and dignified, with a solemn posture and compassionate eyes looking at the world.

There is no need to deliberately preach sutras and sermons, just look at the Buddha statue, and the sound of chanting sutras like morning bells and evening drums will ring in your ears, making people fall into the bliss and tranquility of the Dharma, and wish they could transform into a Buddha.

Ben Kong raised his head and looked up. Wisps of essence were peeled off from his body and merged into the statue. He quickly lowered his head.

"The Buddha is born in a few days. If the Buddha's treasure appears in the world, you can use the vitality of the believers to cultivate the magic treasure and strike it!"

In the Age of Dharma End, the attack is comparable to that of the True Monarch of the Golden Pill. No human power can stop it. Even if the martial arts is condensed into a blood pill, it will be nothing more than an ant in front of Tian Beng.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The monks looked happy, and the Buddha's treasures shocked Yunzhou, so they took the opportunity to travel eastward with the Buddha's teachings.

Leave Bodhi Cave.

The stainless steel door slammed shut, instantly cutting off the cold and evil atmosphere, and once again feeling the warm blue sky and daylight, it felt like I had walked through hell.

Benkong said: "Uncle, thank you for your hard work and guarding us."

"This is the duty of a poor monk."

The long-armed old monk's belly was thunderous: "The Buddha has been subjected to blood sacrifices many times and has turned into a resentful spirit. You must use it carefully to avoid trouble."

"Uncle, don't worry, this is the last time. Back then, Yunzhou was blessed with natural blessings, and when the great calamity came, it was protected by the Tao Lord. Now it is prosperous and can be called the first of the nine continents. As long as I, the Buddha, can save the people here, the remaining seven continents will only take a short time.

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Benkong said: "This invitation to bring out Buddha treasures is to lay the foundation for the unification of the nine continents by Buddhism and the achievement of the supreme Buddhist kingdom!"

"That's good."

The long-armed old monk nodded slightly. As long as he no longer sacrifices blood to the Buddha in the future, his wisdom and resentment will naturally dissipate as time passes.

The light of Buddha is still shining brightly!

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Xiao Tan Temple.

All the prefectures and counties in Fozhou are named after the temple. It has been passed down for generations and the original name is no longer remembered.

Zhangjia Liquor Shop.

I was very happy when I woke up early in the morning. Neighbors sent me gifts. All the guests who came to drink were given a 50% discount. Even the beggars who passed by got two white-flour steamed buns.

As for why there are wine shops and beggars in the Buddhist country, no one has ever questioned it, and no one dares to question it.

The Buddha drinks wine and eats meat and passes through the intestines. Listening to music and meditating on the joyful Buddha. Killing people and setting fires are all karma and cause and effect!

The happy event for the Zhang family is that yesterday the monks from Xiaotan Temple sent an invitation to the Buddha's Birthday Ceremony, telling Zhang Shun's eldest son that he is destined to have a relationship with the Buddha and that he can go to Wanfo Temple to observe the ceremony. If he worships the Buddha sincerely, he can achieve bliss!

The news spread and everyone was envious. He turned around and beat his own son violently. If he was not chosen, he must have been careless in reciting sutras on weekdays.

Zhang Shun saw off the guests and came to his backyard, where he saw his son wearing gray monk robes.

This monk's robe was sent to me by the monks yesterday. It is a symbol of status in Buddhism. Making it privately is a serious crime against Buddhism. Wearing it is equivalent to stepping into the first class, and the status is higher than that of officials.

"When Li'er was born, I heard the sound of chanting sutras from outside, so I concluded that he must be the reincarnation of an eminent monk."

Zhang Shun said proudly: "Now the spirit has appeared. The Buddha's Birthday Dharma Ceremony at Wanfo Temple is a place where ordinary people can go? I specifically asked the master that this year's Buddha's Birthday Dharma Ceremony is better than ever. Those invited can see the real Buddha.

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To be continued...