Journey to the West: Starting with the True Lord of the Pure Land

Upon hearing the words of Zen Master Baoxiang, Ruyi Zhenren felt a surge of pent-up anger rising to the top of his head.

He had been guarding this [Fire in the Stone] for many years, and only with the protection of his elder brother and the help of fellow Daoist Xuanling was he able to obtain it.

It was a crucial asset in his alchemy and weapon crafting, and he wouldn't allow others to easily take it away with a simple "dissolve the malevolent energy."

These Buddhist monks, having failed in their sneak attack, instead adopted a show of compassion and forcibly demanded the spiritual fire.

Ruyi Zhenren was so enraged that he laughed instead, and shouted:

"What a hypocritical bald monk!"

They concealed their whereabouts and followed us to a secluded spot, where they suddenly launched a sneak attack, intending to rob and seize us!

Now that things have failed, they've started chanting Buddhist mantras and pretending to be compassionate?

This spiritual fire is something I have obtained through a hundred years of painstaking cultivation; what does it have to do with you?

Want it? Come and get it if you can. Don't put on this pretentious act; it's disgusting!

Seeing the converted Azure-maned Demon Lord standing blankly to the side, Ruyi Zhenren was filled with rage:

"You who convert demons, erasing their true nature like taming hounds, dare to call it merit?"

He got angrier and angrier as he talked.

Thinking of his elder brother, the Bull Demon King, who had left in a hurry out of loyalty, he realized that if it weren't for Fellow Daoist Xuan Ling being here...

Today I'm afraid I'm really going to suffer a terrible fate, either beating or killing by this bald monk, or being converted by him.

Upon recalling this, the True Man Ruyi was both shocked and furious, and couldn't help but rebuke:

"You call yourselves a pure Buddhist sanctuary, yet your actions are like those of highway robbers—utterly shameless!"

Zen Master Baoxiang's brow twitched almost imperceptibly as he was repeatedly scolded by Master Ruyi.

His face showed even more pity, as if he were looking at a stubborn child.

He clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist prayer, his voice becoming increasingly gentle, yet carrying an invisible pressure:

"Amitabha!

Your anger is so strong that you have fallen into demonic possession.

Our Buddhist community is vast and compassionate, and it is precisely for the purpose of guiding those who are as deluded as you, my benefactor.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zen Master Baoxiang's voice suddenly became ethereal and otherworldly.

As his lips parted, tiny, imperceptible specks of golden dust drifted out with the wind, silently enveloping Ruyi Zhenren.

"For those who are truly devoted, their obsessions are like fuel; once ignited, they will consume them."

Your obsession with such external things is already an attachment to appearances, giving rise to thoughts of greed and anger. If this continues, you may develop inner demons.

The Buddha's teachings are boundless and can truly deliver you from this sea of ​​suffering.

This old monk observes that you have decent potential and are quite talented in alchemy and crafting. Why not return to the mountain with me for quiet cultivation and to comprehend the supreme Dharma?

If you can put down the stubborn fire and anger in your heart, and instead cultivate the wonderful methods and supernatural powers of Buddhism, you can use compassion to control the true fire.

Wouldn't refining Buddhist treasures and accumulating merit benefit all sentient beings and help them attain enlightenment sooner?

This is the path to abandon darkness and embrace the light. This old monk is truly considering your spiritual path and cannot bear to see you go astray!

As Master Baoxiang spoke, each word was spoken slowly and deliberately. A faint golden light flashed in the air and disappeared, transforming into invisible ripples that spread outwards.

It is precisely the supernatural power of Buddhism that makes one's tongue bloom like a lotus flower.

He stood quietly in the Buddha's light, his moon-white monk's robe spotless, holding prayer beads in his hand, his eyes filled with compassion, looking every bit the virtuous and high-ranking monk.

He is the abbot of Baoguang Temple in Baoxiang Kingdom. He has attained the stage of enlightenment in his spiritual practice and has a profound understanding of Buddhist principles.

He would preach the scriptures on ordinary days, and even stubborn rocks would nod in agreement. In the Kingdom of Baoxiang, he was worshipped by the people.

However, what he sought in his heart was the ultimate perfection of the path of no more learning, that is, to attain the Arhatship, to eradicate all afflictions, and to achieve Nirvana without remainder.

This path emphasizes personal liberation, seeking the understanding that "I have exhausted my birth, I have lived a holy life, I have done what I had to do, and I know that I will not be reborn."

Everything that obstructs one's path to enlightenment, whether human or demon, fate or calamity, can be regarded as a demonic obstacle that needs to be cleansed and an external condition that needs to be subdued.

At this moment, Zen Master Baoxiang was reciting mantras, each word like a pearl, with a faint fragrance of lotus wafting in the air.

This supernatural power of having one's tongue bloom like a lotus flower is the supreme method of salvation in Buddhism, and it has four levels.

Zen Master Baoxiang, after a century of arduous cultivation, has reached the second stage of enlightenment, "Golden Lotus Wisdom." Cola Novels: This is where dreams begin, and where dreams come true.

As he spoke, golden lotus patterns flowed beneath his tongue, and each word he uttered transformed into invisible Brahma light, quietly seeping into the depths of his consciousness.

Ordinary cultivators, upon hearing this, would unconsciously find their minds at peace, their anger dissipate, and they would feel that every word was precious and every sentence made sense, and the thought of taking refuge would arise spontaneously.

The Demon Lord Cangzong of yesteryear was transformed by Zen Master Baoxiang using this supernatural power, along with many other means, to eliminate his ferocity, convert to Buddhism, and become the Vajra Subduer of Demons he is today.

However, since Ruyi Zhenren's cultivation level was inferior to Cangzong's, upon hearing these words containing the profound power of Buddhism, he felt that every word was sincere and every sentence made sense.

The resentment in my heart quietly dissipated, replaced by a growing sense of bewilderment.

Upon seeing this, Zen Master Baoxiang's eyes flashed with a smile, and he turned his gaze to Chen Jiao standing to the side.

This dragon demon's claw is incredibly powerful and extraordinary. If one could convert it, it would be even more valuable than a spiritual fire.

His tone grew increasingly gentle and kind, and the golden dust quietly spread towards Chen Jiao:

"As for this benefactor, he is exceptionally gifted, naturally gifted, and has a deep affinity with Buddhism."

However, burdened by karmic debts and burdened by excessive killing, misfortune will surely befall them in the future.

If you are willing to lay down your butcher's knife, take refuge in Buddhism, wash away your worldly desires, comprehend the supreme Dharma, and accumulate merit, then you may benefit from this.

With your abilities, you may very well attain the status of a Dharma Protector Vajra in the future and uphold the Dharma.

This is precisely the path to true freedom and liberation, far surpassing the struggles and toil of the mortal world.

"If one has profound affinity and unique wisdom, and comprehends the true meaning of Bodhi, then one will attain the Arhatship and enjoy the blissful purity, which is not an illusion..."

The voice of Zen Master Baoxiang grew increasingly ethereal and otherworldly, with faint phantoms of chanting appearing behind him, and a peaceful Buddhist light emanating from him, attempting to convert the two of them together.

"Know that the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. Benefactor..."

His thoughts raced, and his mind was as clear as a mirror.

If these two demons can be converted, it would be an immense act of merit.

Although this bull demon's cultivation level wasn't top-notch, he was the younger brother of the Mighty Bull Demon King!

If his brother could be converted to Buddhism and take refuge in the Three Jewels, it would be tantamount to tying a Buddhist rope to the lifeline of that fierce and powerful demon king.

At that time, even if the Bull Demon King possesses extraordinary abilities, he will be hesitant to act due to fear of harming others, and the arrogance of the demon race in Xiniu Hezhou will surely be suppressed.

Such merits are enough to earn him a prominent place in the Book of Merits of Mount Ling, bringing him one step closer to the Arhatship.

As for the black-robed demon cultivator before him, although Zen Master Baoxiang did not know his origins, he observed that his demeanor was composed and his supernatural abilities surpassed those of Cang Zong.

If one can use the supreme Buddha Dharma to dispel the evil and malevolent aura emanating from him, lead him to take refuge, and bestow upon him the position of Dharma protector.

In an instant, their own temple gained another powerful and unparalleled guardian deity, greatly increasing its strength. It was able to use this to intimidate all directions, causing all demons to submit to the light of Buddha.

At that time, his name, Zen Master Baoxiang, will spread throughout Xiniuhezhou and even reach Mount Ling.

Isn't this also a great act of merit that demonstrates the boundless power of Buddhism and guides people toward goodness?

Once this thought arises, it is like a seed falling to the ground, stubbornly growing and multiplying.

With burning desire, Zen Master Baoxiang was determined to find a way to "invite" these two demons back to the temple today, no matter what.

His face showed even more compassion, and his tongue, which seemed to bloom like a lotus flower, was activated to its fullest extent.

The chanting grew ever more grand and solemn, each word and phrase stirring the spirits of heaven and earth, transforming into invisible shackles that bound the minds of the two.

He could almost see the bull demon offering up the spiritual fire and devoutly converting to the faith, while the dragon demon took off his black robe and put on a cassock.

Today's karmic connection is one we must seize; we must guide the lost sheep to take refuge under the Buddha's throne!

The Azure-Maned Subduing Demon Vajra stood silently to the side, its aura firmly locked onto Chen Jiao, continuing to exert invisible pressure.

The four monks also chanted mantras to bless Zen Master Baoxiang's supernatural powers.

In a short time.

The surrounding world seemed to transform into a Buddhist paradise, filled with auspicious signs, as if to ensnare these two lost demon cultivators.

Zen Master Baoxiang continued his incessant chanting, the louder the chanting, the brighter the golden light.

But Chen Jiao remained unmoved, and the compassionate smile on Zen Master Baoxiang's lips finally froze slightly.