Vol 2 Chapter 1636: Zen belongs to Mahayana

"Compared with Empress Chen, I am actually even more curious about who is the one who took away Empress Chen!" Zhang Bairen's hand was spilled on the grave, and he looked at the stars in the distance, and sighed softly after a long time. In a sigh of relief: "I will do this thing beautifully."
Shangjingcheng
Li Shimin looked at the secret report in his hand, and looked at the kneeling guard, sitting motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.
The death of Hou Junji was in his expectation, but it was unexpected.
"Fine, you retreat first. I can't blame you for this." Li Shimin waved his hand to signal the guard to retreat, then lightly tapped his palm on the case table. After a while, he heard a sigh from the hall, and then he fell into trouble. Silence.
After all, the merger of Mahayana Buddhism and Zen cannot be delayed, and the Blessed One cannot find an excuse to delay.
Songshan
Shaolin Temple
Countless Buddhist disciples sat cross-legged, chanting mantras. Not far away, the Blessed One, Bodhidharma, and Guan Zizai sat in the same place, chanting rituals to sacrifice to heaven, and their eyes were full of weird colors.
The void was constantly winding and twisting. The Blessed One glanced at Guan Zi, boringly picked up the document on the case table, began to recite in his mouth, and then left a mark on the document, the next moment I saw the overwhelming aura boiling, the Mahayana Buddhism and Zen aura instantly rolled and collided: "Today I wish to include Zen in the Mahayana Buddhism. Since then, Zen has become a branch..."
The Blessed One's mantra continued to speak, while watching the expanding and growing Buddhist spirits, the corners of his mouth slightly cocked.
After the Blessed One finished chanting, I saw that the Buddha slowly stood up, the light of the Buddha circulated around him, like an immortal descending from the earth: "From today onwards, the Mahayana Buddhism and Zen are merged into one, and Zen is renamed The Hinayana Buddhism. I will be named the second master of my Buddhism. Title: Bodhi. Dharma is named..."
A series of blessings made Bodhidharma look gloomy and gloomy in his eyes.
"For the time being, I have a great plan for the teacher, and I have to use the power of the Mahayana Buddhism. What is swallowed by the Mahayana Buddhism today will be spit out ten times or a hundred times later. Is it so easy to swallow? "The cold light circulates in the eyes of the Lord.
"Where is Xuanzang?" Guan Zizai scanned the monks below.
"The disciple is" Master Xuanzang walked out from the crowd to respectfully salute.
"As the time has come today, you should go to Tianzhu Great Leiyin Temple to ask for the supreme Dharma, and you will be admired!" Guan Zizai said without hurries, slowness and speed.
"The disciple, please follow the decree of my Dharma" Xuanzang respectfully saluted.
The qi in the void rolled, the countless high-level sects swept through the huge qi of the Buddhism, and the color of gloom was revealed in the eyes, and the heart was not feeling.
Although Mahayana Buddhism was born out of Taoism, but now it is very different from Taoism. The huge Taoism of Buddhism will be weak and weak, and there will be so many qi between heaven and earth. Someone will inevitably lose.
Zhang Heng and others looked at the direction of Songshan without saying a word for a long time, and all kinds of light in their eyes flowed.
"Ancestor, the Buddhism is too strong, and if this continues, will there be a place where my Taoist sect can stand?" A worrisome expression appeared in the eyes of the Taoist Master Taoist.
"Huh, what anxious! Mahayana Buddhism and Zen Buddhism are destined to have a difference. The good show has not yet begun. How can the Blessed One sit and watch his thousand-year plan complete and see his freedom? The dragon fight has not yet begun!" Zhang Heng smiled coldly, and then did not care. Slowly turned around and said: "Look at it, Mahayana Buddhism and Zen have to be separated from each other. At that time, we have a chance to enter."
The Songshan Fa would disperse, and Master Xuanzang went down to Songshan. He trembled in his heart halfway, but saw the Buddha's light flow in front of him, and a figure blocked his way.
"Disciples worship the Bodhisattva" Master Xuanzang respectfully saluted.
"Go to Tianzhu, thousands of mountains and rivers, extremely vicious, endless murderous! Although you are exquisite in Buddhism and practice the Three Treasures, but you do not pass the method, and if you are careless, you are in danger of falling." Guan Zizai turned and looked at the kneeling man. Xuanzang said.
"I also ask the Bodhisattva to give advice to his disciples. I can't thank you enough for my disciples." Master Xuanzang bowed his head respectfully.
Guan Zizai nodded when he heard the words, and then a black thread appeared in his hand: "This thing and you will have its own destiny in the future."
When the words fell, Guan Zi's figure disappeared, and only Master Xuanzang looked at the black line in his hand, somewhat puzzled.
Let's say that Master Xuanzang returned to Chang'an City, packed his bags and left Chang'an City. When he reached the mountain boundary of the two worlds, he suddenly felt the void distorted. The void in front of him changed inexplicably, and it seemed that he had come to another world in an instant.
"This? Where is this?" Xuanzang's eyes were full of surprise.
"Master, you are finally here!" At the foot of the Wuzhi Mountain, Jing Wushuang sensed the power of the golden hoop in Master Xuanzang's arms. The two were born from the same origin, and naturally they sensed it instantly.
"Who is talking again? I don't know which donor is going to do this again, please give me some advice!" Master Xuanzang looked around and bowed respectfully.
"You can walk ten miles further and you will see me" Jing Wushuang said.
Xuanzang had no choice but to continue walking forward. After ten miles, he was shocked. Under the rock, he saw a savage covered in mud and disheveled under the rock.
"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! I was suppressed by the Zhuojun governor here to refine my heart demon, and you put the golden hoop in my arms on my head" Jing Wushuang said.
"Golden hoop?" Xuanzang was taken aback: "There was no golden hoop in the monk's arms!"
"That's the black line" Jing Wushuang said.
Xuanzang was skeptical when he heard the words, but he had no choice but to put the black thread on Jing Wushuang's head.
I saw that the black thread fell into the roots, and it went directly into the three souls and seven souls, only to hear a scream from Yima, the golden hoop fell on Yima's head, and Xinyu took the opportunity to turn over. Sitting on the back of Yima.
The void was distorted, Jing Wushuang only felt that his mind was clear, and the violent killings of the past have disappeared.
But Jing Wushuang Yima has swelled to an unbelievable level these years, but at this time he is unwilling to be bound, constantly struggling and rolling, wanting to overturn his heart.
Jing Wushuang closed his eyes tightly and silently chanted the Tight Band Mantra. After all, Na Yima couldn't withstand Zhang Bairen's method and rested temporarily.
It's just that such a method temporarily surrendered to the horse is not the right way after all, and it is impossible to say when to come out to make trouble.
At this time Jing Wushuang opened his eyes: "Thank you, Master, reciting the mantra, and remove the gold sticker from my body."
Zhuojun
Zhang Bairen looked at his inner world, and at Xuanzang who was chanting the scriptures, the golden stickers returned when he read, the Wuzhi Mountain exploded, and the void was distorted, sending the two out of Chang'an City: "The next thing depends on you waiting for your own home. With the means, whether the Mahayana Buddhism can be spread eastward will fall on you two."
Beitian Shidao
Zhang Heng looked at the scriptures in his hand with a pair of eyes, and the green smoke was burning in the incense burner beside him, which made people feel calm and stable.
A moment of Buddha's light flowed, and the world-zun's figure fell by Zhang Heng's side: "Your Excellency is so leisurely, I have pity for you to be extinct. I can't think that I still have the mind to chant and meditate here."
"As long as the Dao Sect predecessors are there and the high truth is there, even if it is a temporary decline, there will be a rise in the future." Zhang Heng said unhurriedly: "It is your sir. At this time, Buddhism has become the world's first Taoism. Worship is the only thing, why do you have time to come to me?"
"Hmph, you and your father are really nothing like!" World Honored snorted coldly.
"If I had my father's three-point decisive decision, I am afraid I have already gone ascended to immortality." Zhang Heng shook his head and shook his head: "My father opened the door and enjoyed the incense of the world for thousands of years. Father should also ascend."
"Your celestial master worships Lao Tan, I am a disciple of Lao Tan, and logically speaking, I am also one of your ancestors of the celestial master's path. The heavenly master's path should have my aura," the world-honored said.
Zhang Heng was silent, too lazy to pay attention to the Blessed One.
"Your father is indeed a genius. I am afraid that his talent may not be as old as the old man. It is a pity that he was born out of time!" Zhang Heng shook his head and his eyes were full of regrets: "Nothing! Nothing! Not to say so much, I am here again today, just asking Just say, are you really willing to see Buddhism grow? If you say a word'yes', I will leave without saying a word."
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"What do you mean?" Zhang Heng did not answer yes or no, but asked rhetorically.
"Hahaha, hahaha! Mahayana Buddhism has to go through many calamities if it wants to spread eastward, so let's say that Xuanzang's mortal body can die without a burial place..." The words of the Lord are full of bewitching. the taste of.
"Pam" Zhang Heng put down his handwriting: "No one can afford the anger of the governor, you can't afford it, nor can my Beitian Shidao! Guan Zi is easy to deal with, but Zhang Bairen, who is behind Guan Zi, wants to deal with it. It's harder to get up."
"I don't need to bear the anger of the general governor. If Xuanzang is killed by the bandits, who can do it? After all, the army is in turmoil." The Lord laughed, his body disappeared without a trace.
Looking at the back of Blessed One, Zhang Heng looked silent: "The grievances and struggles between Mahayana Buddhism and Xiaocheng Buddhism have to drag my Daoism into it. It seems that the life of the Blessed One is not easy."
As time passed slowly, Zhang Bairen and Guan Zi were sitting on the top of the mountain and playing chess. Suddenly Zhang Bairen smiled inexplicably and looked into the distance.
"What?" Guan Zizai quickly calculated, and then said: "It's just a few little thieves!"
"Hahaha, the heart is back to right, the six thieves are gone, and Jing Wushuang's calamity has passed." Zhang Bairen looked at Guan Zizai: "The dragon and horse transformed by the veins of southern Xinjiang needs you to go personally."
Guan Zizai nodded when he heard the words: "I have done everything, thanks to the handprints of the governor, otherwise the brute will be undefeated if he stands on the ground, and it is even more difficult to surrender."
Zhang Bairen smiled inexplicably at the corner of his mouth: "It's interesting, but I'm actually curious about how Buddhism will resolve this seat.
ps: The leader is more than five.
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