Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 206: Troubles are Bodhi, the Magic Lamp Dharmakaya
Inside the Buddhist temple, the firelight, the swordlight, and the moonlight outside the window echoed with each other.

Lu Cheng suddenly made a move, summoning the Vajra Flying Sword and prying open the cassock of the old monk in front of him. What he saw was a pile of white bones and a remaining body underneath.

The internal organs that had been bitten and damaged could be seen inside the body. Not to mention a mortal, even a cultivator or a Jindan Zhenren would not be able to survive with such severe injuries.

But, what if it is an existence above the Golden Core True Person?
According to legend, after refining the Nascent Soul, the cultivator's reliance on the physical body will be drastically reduced, and he will gradually become less like a mortal and more like a god.

"You are Master Zongzhen?"

"…This old monk is Zongzhen."

With his hands clasped together, the old monk sitting on the cushion said so.

"Can you tell me what happened back then? Why did you, who had cultivated to such a high level, get trapped here for a thousand years?"

"...This world is the hunting ground of the great demons." After a little hesitation, the old monk gave a shocking answer.

However, Lu Cheng did not show any surprise. Zong Zhen was also slightly surprised, but he did not know that Lu Cheng had already prepared himself mentally through the information he had obtained from various sources and some clues. He then continued:

“About every thousand years or so, several ancient demons would join forces, tearing the earth apart, burning the sky, descending, and devouring all living things.

Thousands of years ago, I traveled around the human world and accidentally obtained the legacy of the previous era, and then I knew the truth about this world. In the following hundreds of years, with the help of the sect's power, I established the Six Paths Buddhist Kingdom and the Golden Boat for Deliverance, hoping to take away all the believers within the influence of the Tianfo Sect.

Afterwards, the demon god destroyed the world, the six paths were destroyed, and even this old monk was devoured by the power of the wishes of all living beings, and ended up like this. "

"You are cultivating and achieving the Nascent Soul through the Buddhist vow method?"

"Exactly."

"In this case, Master can die."

After knowing the truth of the whole cause and effect, Lu Cheng looked at the old monk in front of him with a look of compassion.

He just wanted to save all the people with Mahayana Buddhism, but he didn't expect that the Buddha is one foot taller and the devil is ten feet taller! His merits turned into sins, but a thousand years of redemption was enough.

"Until hell is empty, I will never become a Buddha!"

Zongzhen recited the verses in a low voice, and although his voice was weak, he was still firm in his determination.

"That's enough. It's come to this. The vengeful spirit that has lived for thousands of years has become a ghost. It is no longer a living being. You can go away. I will make its soul fly away!"

Taking off his outer robe, Lu Cheng took two steps forward and covered the old monk Zong Zhen with his robe.

Although Taoism and Buddhism have different paths, their principles are similar. Lu Cheng still has some respect for what the other party has done:

Mahayana Buddhism is difficult, even he and the unorthodox practitioners like Liu Gongyi are aware of it. How could Zong Zhen not know how difficult it is to practice it? Even if he has some selfish motives, he just wants to lead more believers to escape death.

"I appreciate your kindness, fellow Taoist, but..."

"Who do you think that is?"

Lu Cheng directly interrupted Zong Zhen's words and raised his finger like a sword, pointing in one direction.

Zongzhen turned his head slightly, and what he saw was the little monk hiding in the corner, tears streaming down his face, his childish face full of fear.

"He is"

"He is you! Thousands of years have passed. Apart from you and that vengeful spirit, there is no one else in the Heavenly Buddha Realm. Those who should be reincarnated will be reincarnated, and those who should be reincarnated will be reincarnated. All things carry the yin and embrace the yang, and the qi is in harmony. Accepting the shortcomings of one's own yin, achieving relative harmony and the operation of yin and yang, this is the way to practice Taoism.

You wholeheartedly want to be a saint, and want your heart to be like a lapis lazuli diamond, never confused and never weak. But your heart is still confused and weak, so you feel cold. Then you create a little novice monk to take care of yourself. If you continue like this, you will become possessed by the devil.

Come on, take him away.

Mortals hate their laziness, lust, stupidity, arrogance, procrastination and all other shortcomings, but don’t we ascetics understand this?
These are originally sand, which is refined into lapis lazuli diamond with the fire of the heart. In the words of Buddhism: Troubles are Bodhi.

Today, I will help you to free yourself from the corpse."

Clang.

Lu Cheng held the Vajra Flying Sword in his hand horizontally and said this.

"Donor, it's useless. I've been cursed by the demon god's soul-binding blood curse, huh?"

It was at this moment that Zong Zhen realized that a different sword light appeared on the Vajra Flying Sword in Lu Cheng's hand.

The nature of gold is so genuine and pure that it almost feels like it transcends this world.

"The power of the Ming King?"

The sword flashed and fell. Then, Lu Cheng leaned over and hugged the old monk, gently stroking his eyes with both hands.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, saw that the five aggregates are all empty, and survived all the hardships. Relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness."

"Monk, you have done enough. Leave the rest to me."

In fact, in Buddhism, there is also the method of using the Lion's Roar to deal with extremely evil spirits like the Thousand-Year Heavenly Ghost.

It's just that Monk Zongzhen fell into some kind of obsession. In addition, he and the heavenly ghost were both trapped in this Buddhist world. The heavenly ghost could not go out to harm people. Monk Zongzhen fought with it for a thousand years, hoping to use Buddhism to resolve its anger and resentment and send it to reincarnation.

But in the Taoist philosophy, for most wandering ghosts, of course they should be captured if possible and suppressed if possible. But for the evil spirits and powerful ghosts that cannot be resolved, there is a special term: only kill, do not save.

Maybe you have endless resentment and feel extremely wronged, but as long as you beat your opponent to death, all will be over.

However, if a cultivator does too many things like this, he will accumulate karma and suffer heavy calamities.

But just like the Buddhist saying that troubles are bodhi, the heavier the calamity, the higher the magic power and the longer the cultivation after overcoming it, so Lu Cheng didn't care about it.

His temperament is bound to be to use his supernatural powers to defy fate.

The power of the Golden Winged King fell with the sword, and the spell of the Ghost Chariot Soul Binding Blood Curse was lifted. Monk Zongzhen fell into Lu Cheng's arms, and a look of relief finally appeared on his face that had been solemn for a thousand years:
"Can I really just leave like this?"

"Okay, you've done enough." Lu Cheng affirmed over and over again without getting tired of it.

"Have I really paid for my heinous sins?"

"It's as if if you don't establish the Six Paths Buddhist Kingdom and build the Golden Boat to Save Evil, the calamity of the demon gods destroying the world will not come. These people will die anyway, and you will attract the attention of many demons, and maybe you can save some other people in the world because of this."

"...Thank you, fellow Taoist."

Along with this whisper, Zongzhen turned his head to look at the corner, and the little monk who had been hiding in the shadow corner ran up and walked into Zongzhen's body.

Only at this moment did he accept his own weakness.

The golden light spread out and dissipated in Lu Cheng's arms.

In the golden light, there was a small golden lotus that was slowly spinning and dancing in the air. Lu Cheng reached out and gently touched it.

The golden lotus shattered, and a strange warm current flowed into Lu Cheng's body.

For thousands of years, this old monk's habit has not changed.

However, Lu Cheng had some vague guesses about what it was, but he was not sure.

At the same time, in the outside world, the sky was falling and the earth was cracking.

The real hub of the Six Paths Buddhist Kingdom and the Heavenly Buddha Secret Realm is actually Monk Zongzhen. When demons came to the world, this secret realm was severely damaged. If it were not for the remaining spirit of Monk Zongzhen guarding it, how could this secret realm last for another thousand years.

Now, as Zong Zhen's breath stopped, the hub of the Tianfo Secret Realm also disappeared. It was like an extremely sophisticated large machine that suddenly lost an important bearing, and chaos and collapse became inevitable.

"The secret realm collapsed. Why did it happen at this time?"

Deng Dongyuan was also surprised and looked around at this moment.

"Heavenly ghost, the Heavenly ghost is here! Ah!"

First there was a cry of surprise, and then there was a scream of near death.

Deng Dongyuan's body turned into rainbow and disappeared in an instant.

Without even looking at the monk named Deng who was attacked by the sky ghost, his eyes were fixed fanatically on the illusory and transparent body of the sky ghost.

With his evil and vicious heart, let alone the fact that the Heavenly Buddha Secret Realm was about to collapse, even if it had already collapsed, he would only choose to use all his strength to capture and kill the Heavenly Ghost first.

"You are mine in the end. This is destined. Accept it!"

With Deng Dongyuan's body as the center, the demonic energy surged, and a dark purple glazed treasure lamp was released above his head. The flame burning at the wick was stimulated by the magic power and instantly surged to about a hundred feet, transforming into a huge Dharma body. When he reached out and grabbed it, the magic power was not weaker than that of a Jindan Zhenren realm cultivator.

The Lamp Flame Dharmakaya flipped his hand and suddenly formed a series of fire nets below, like a net dragging the sky and the earth, covering the thousand-year-old sky ghost with one palm.

The Jindan Zhenren in the Tongxuan Realm have magical powers that are too tyrannical, especially after they have cultivated to the late Jindan stage. The Jindan Qi is so strong that even most of the fifth-level magic weapons in the world are no longer suitable for them. Therefore, some Jindan late-stage cultivators in the Tongxuan Realm have not used any magic weapons except their own magic weapons for many years because they are not powerful enough.

Deng Dongyuan's magic lamp body is an advanced magic that was created through the blood sacrifice of a cultivator who was also a Jindan Zhenren. Even with the blood sacrifice, the number of times this magic can be performed is limited, about one to five times, and most of the time it is about three times.

With such a heavy price to pay, the power of the magic spell is naturally extraordinary. Once activated, the magical power is almost as strong as that of a normal Jindan Zhenren within an hour. Combined with Deng Dongyuan's own attack, it can be regarded as a life-saving magic power that is hidden in the bottom of the box, and it is powerful and unstoppable.

(End of this chapter)