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- Chapter 47 Questioning the guilt
Xiao Yuesheng frowned slightly and looked up at Walun Temple: "There are always people in the temple who know Mandarin. Try shouting!"
Ma Chunhua nodded, turned around, and exclaimed: "My little girl Ma Chunhua is here to visit, please host me!"
Her voice was mellow, like jade beads spitting out from her mouth, floating in the air, forming a string, condensing without scattering, and spreading far away.
The sound lingers in the sky for a long time, and the lingering sound is like a sound coming from the sky. When you hear it, your mind will be clear.
After a while, the temple door opened wide, and a row of lamas wearing red hats and yellow clothes filed out. They were divided into two, one on the left and one on the right, and lined up on both sides of the steps of the temple door. There were eighteen people in total, and exactly nine people stood there. a step.
They wear big red hats, held very low, covering their foreheads and hiding their faces. If you don't pay attention, you can hardly see their faces clearly.
As soon as they stood still, a lama in red stepped through the temple door, holding milky white beads in his hand, and walked out slowly.
He stood still on the first step and looked towards Xiao Yuesheng and the others.
This is an old lama, tall and burly, with a Chinese character face. He looks like he is in his fifties or sixties, but his complexion is like topaz, delicate and smooth, as if there are no pores. The glistening light is faintly flowing around his body, and his eyes are open and closed, with a cold glow. Exploding, extremely majestic.
He stood firmly, like Yue Zhiyuan stopped, and glanced at him like a bolt of lightning. Ma Chunhua's heart trembled, this old lama is a top master!
"Who is the master, come to our temple?!" The old lama held the Buddhist beads, titheted, and said slowly, his voice was leisurely, slowly drifting over, but it carried a shocking power.
Ma Chunhua¡¯s slender eyebrows frowned, and she raised her eyebrows. The Baoxu Jue immediately flowed, creating a gurgling clear stream that melted away the intruding vibrations.
She turned her head to look at Xiao Yuesheng and saw that the master was thoughtful and staring blankly at the great lama. She followed the master's gaze and saw that the master seemed to be paying attention to something.
She glanced at the great lama carefully and realized that the most eye-catching thing about him was the string of milky white beads on his hand.
This string of Buddhist beads looked ordinary in appearance. It seemed to be made of ivory or white jade. It was inconspicuous, but it made her move.
She frowned, and knew in her heart that it must be an intuition deep in the sea of ??consciousness, and that this string of beads must not be a mortal thing.
She withdrew her gaze and raised her voice: "Dare you ask the Master's Dharma name? The little girl Ma Chunhua came here to visit me. I have something to ask!"
"Lao Na Qie Bo." The old lama said slowly, his words were clear, round and full. It was only four words, but it had an inexplicable rhythm, which was very comfortable to listen to.
Ma Chunhua turned to look at Xiao Yuesheng with a puzzled expression. This Buddhist title sounded awkward, as if it was not a Buddhist title.
Xiao Yuesheng said: "A lama is different from a monk. This is his real name, not a dharma title."
Ma Chunhua suddenly realized, her feet moved forward lightly, and she came to the bottom of the steps.
The old lama also slowly walked down the steps. The two stood opposite each other, a few feet apart, looking at each other with awe in their hearts.
"Two Taoist friends, our temple is not open to the public. Why do you want to see us?" Lama Chepo asked slowly, with a serious look on his face, full of majesty.
Ma Chunhua untied her baggage, took out four strings of Buddhist beads, handed them to the Great Lama Chepo, and looked at him with bright eyes without blinking.
These four strings of Buddhist beads are all round in shape, as big as a dragon's eye, flawless and as clear as a spring. They are made of crystal and sparkle in the sunlight.
Lama Chepo was originally careless, but as soon as the four strings of Buddhist beads appeared, his eyes suddenly lit up, like two peerless swords unsheathed.
With a sudden movement, he reached for the Buddhist beads. He was so fast and unexpected that he was confident that he would be able to catch them.
"Hmph!" Ma Chunhua snorted, withdrew her palm and stepped back, just shy of avoiding his big hand, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth and contemptuous eyes.
She glanced at Chepo Lama's hand. It was a bit larger than an ordinary person's hand. It was as full and slender as the Tathagata's hand in the Buddha statue.
She was alert. This Chepo Lama's skill must be in the palm of his hand, and he would have visions outside. His skills must be extremely brilliant.
At this time, her inner strength is much stronger than before, but she is more modest and prudent than before, her observation is delicate, and her mind is agile. She is no longer the Ma Chunhua she was before.
From the moment Lama Chepo spoke, she already understood that this lama's inner strength was so profound that it was almost different from her own.
She was extremely curious and secretly wondered how she could meet a master who was on par with her just by looking at him casually.
"Could it be that, as Master said, my martial arts skills are not worth mentioning, and that I was just sitting in a well and watching the sky when I stayed at the Pegasus Escort Agency? !
Lama Chepo narrowed his eyes, shrinking them into a thin line, like a silver thread, and glanced at Ma Chunhua.He said calmly: "Female Taoist friend, where do these strings of Buddhist beads come from?"
He couldn't take it away. He knew in his heart that this woman was very skilled in martial arts, so he immediately put away his anxious thoughts, straightened his mind and his heart, grasped the pearl of wisdom again, and calmly pursued it.
Ma Chunhua smiled faintly: "Don't ask how they came here, Lama. I just want to ask, is this a magical weapon of your temple?"
Lama Chepo stared at the crystal beads, looked at them carefully, slowly stretched out his hand, and said: "Let me take a look to distinguish the authenticity."
"Okay!" Ma Chunhua waved her right palm, and a string of Buddhist beads slowly floated up from her hand, reached her neck, and flew lightly in front of Lama Chepo.
Lama Chepo stretched out his hand and the crystal beads fell into his big hands.
As soon as he got the beads, Lama Chepo's expression changed slightly, he shook his head and sighed softly.
??The milky white beads were moved to his right hand, and the crystal beads were moved to his left hand. He closed his eyes, looked solemn, and murmured in a solemn manner.
The crystal beads were moved by the left thumb, one by one, very fast. The old lama seemed to be chanting sutras, and a murmur floated out like a puff of smoke.
This voice sounded very strange. It didn't seem to come from his mouth, but seemed to come out of the ground, curling up, floating low in my ears, and my mind couldn't help but be attracted to it.
I can¡¯t understand what the words are, but they are even more mysterious and mysterious, as if they are words coming from an inexplicable space. My heart is peaceful and I want to lie down immediately and have a good sleep.
"Duh!" A clear voice suddenly sounded.
Ma Chunhua's slim body trembled, her spirit lifted, and her heavy sleepiness suddenly disappeared. Like snow meeting boiling soup, the sea of ??consciousness became clear.
Her bright eyes flashed brightly, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her back.
She didn¡¯t dare to turn around and look, and she realized that this clear scolding was from her master, which woke her up from her drowsiness.
Although it is just a sound, it is very famous and mysterious. She has not been able to master the method so far. She needs to practice the Baoxu Jue one more level before she can practice it.
This set of heart techniques is called the Vajra Relic Mantra. According to the master, it is the Buddhist mantra for enlightening the mind.
In ancient times, the great Buddhist monks used one of the methods to enlighten their disciples. It can break all attachments and obstacles, and cut off all worries and inner demons. It is the sword of supreme wisdom.
When a certain monk was meditating, his master slowly approached and suddenly raised his stick and struck him on the head. When the stick was struck down, there was a shout.
A wake-up call, all the obstacles to meditating as a monk are eliminated, your mind and nature are suddenly clear, you see your true face, you are instantly enlightened, you ascend to the fruition stage, and you transcend the ordinary and become holy.
This stick and a drink, the right time, the right place, the right people, and the right people are all indispensable. They require great merit and good fortune, but the beauty of this mantra can also be seen in general.
Although she knew that the master's words were as clear as a mountain, and every word was astonishing, Ma Chunhua was still half-convinced.
She didn¡¯t believe in the Buddhist teachings at all, and believed that becoming a Buddha was just a delusion, purely misleading, like a bunch of grass tied in front of a donkey.
"However, this Vajra Relic Mantra is indeed magical and extraordinary, and she has learned its magic many times.
When she was upset and dry, her mood suddenly changed when she heard the master drink it. Everything was like the spring breeze blowing on her face, her heart was filled with joy, peace and tranquility, and everything in front of her became lovable.
Xiao Yuesheng took two steps and stood behind Ma Chunhua.
Ma Chunhua took two steps back, turned around, lowered her head, and said softly: "Master,"
Xiao Yuesheng glanced at her lightly and saw that her face was full of shame. He shook his head and said: "This old lama is quite weird, be careful!"
"Yes, Master." Ma Chunhua responded softly, still not daring to look back.
Xiao Yuesheng looked at the old lama who was twirling the beads and muttering to himself, and sighed softly: "The beads in his hand are made of human bones."
"What?!" Ma Chunhua suddenly raised her head and screamed.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled and shook his head: "What's all the fuss about! Are you scared when you hear human bones?"
"Hehow did he use human bones?!" Ma Chunhua said with a look of disbelief.
Xiao Yuesheng smiled faintly: "Buddhism is basically about life and death, transcending life and death, using human bones, you can better understand the profound meaning of life and death"
Just when Ma Chunhua was about to say more, the old lama suddenly stopped, his lips didn't move and his beads stopped.
He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and clear, shining with an inexplicable luster, like a pool of water under the sunset.
He titheted and said slowly: "This string of Buddhist beads comes from our temple. I wonder where the female Taoist friend got it?"
Ma Chunhua stared at him closely, her heart filled with anger, but she forced herself to suppress it.
Looking at the expression on the old lama's face, it seemed that what she did just now was not intentional. She could only suffer the loss of being a dumb horse and think about ways to take revenge.Hearing what he said, she perked up and hummed: "Sure enough, he is from your Walun Temple!"
The old lama looked at her indifferently, with a serious expression and a solemn appearance, with a faint sense of oppression, as if he was looking down from a high place.
Ma Chunhua didn't seem to notice that she was so majestic. Compared with the master before, she was nothing more than a big witch and not worth mentioning.
She glanced at Walun Temple behind her and said: "A few days ago, four lamas suddenly ran to our Taoist temple. They went crazy and besieged me. They injured me. If it hadn't been for Master's help, I would have been killed. !¡±
The old lama raised his thick eyebrows, looked at Ma Chunhua, then looked at Xiao Yuesheng, and said calmly: "This matter is strange,the two Taoists came here, could they be asking for punishment?!"
"Not bad!" Ma Chunhua took a step forward, her pretty face darkened, her bright eyes stared at him, and said: "You Walun Temple and our Guanlan Temple are not in conflict with each other, but you suddenly sent someone to knock on the door. What are you doing? What?!"
The old lama looked calm and said calmly: "I don't know about this."
Ma Chunhua sneered and glanced sideways at him: "Old Lama, you don't want to know, what happened to those four people?"
"Life is death, death is life, they have entered reincarnation." The old lama said slowly, his expression calm and unwavering.
"As expected of a great lama!" Ma Chunhua praised, but said with a strange tone: "Beyond life and death, this little girl admires me!"
The old lama's eyes turned cold, and he looked at her deeply, as if two cold blades were stabbing her.
Ma Chunhua was unafraid, looked at him, and hummed: "Great Lama, although my Guanlan Taoist Temple is unknown, I can't be bullied by others!"
Lama Chepo glanced at Xiao Yuesheng and said slowly: "What do you two want?"
Ma Chunhua suddenly smiled, her expression suddenly changed, and she spoke in a harmonious tone: "Big Lama, tell me, your Walun Temple has nothing to do with our Guanlan Taoist Temple, so why did you come to kill me rashly?"
"I don't know!" the old lama said calmly: "If these two Taoist friends come to ask questions, please give me some advice!"
After saying that, he waved his right hand, stepped back, and jumped up the steps. His left hand was still moving the milky white Buddha beads, calmly and calmly.
With a wave of his right hand, the eighteen lamas suddenly activated and jumped up from the steps. When they landed lightly on the ground, their movements were quick and they formed a circle, surrounding Master Xiao Yuesheng and his disciples.
Ma Chunhua stamped her feet angrily and glared at the old lama.
She didn¡¯t expect that when she came to question her, the other party would be more arrogant than her, and would take action if she disagreed.
Xiao Yuesheng frowned and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing in a daze? Just do it!"
Ma Chunhua responded, but did not move in a hurry. She looked around and saw the eighteen lamas in front of her. They were all young and strong, with red skin. Outside the yellow robe, one arm was exposed. The muscles were knotted, and they contained great power.
They were full of energy and energy, with bulging temples. It was obvious at a glance that they had profound cultivation. Although she had never seen the Eighteen Arhats in Shaolin Temple, she thought they were nothing more than this. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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