Chapter 652: The True Story of the Prison Suppression (5)
On a huge white jade lotus platform, a statue of a female monk in white clothes and long hair with a gentle and kind face is sitting cross-legged.
The female monk's eyes were slightly closed, her left hand was in a seal, and rested naturally on her left knee. In her right hand, she was holding a half-opened white lotus. There was colorful divine light lingering in the lotus petals, and drops of juice like mercury kept dripping from the lotus petals.
The pond is a hundred feet long and wide, with its walls made of purple gold. The edge of the pond is covered with jade paste made of white jade, which is planted with purple and gold datura flowers. Hundreds of acres of flowers spread out all the way, and in the distance are rows of dragon-scale pine trees.
This is the best merit pond in Dajue Temple.
Standing by the pond, you can smell the rich fragrance of flowers ; looking into the distance, you can see the bald, bare-chested Buddhist monks of Dajue Temple, holding their heads and banging their heads against the Vajra pines, making a loud 'bang bang' sound.
I have to say, having these big guys practicing physical skills on the side gives people a great sense of security for some reason!
Lu Yi also saw a monk in white sitting upright on a large branch of a diamond pine tree, holding a sutra in his hand and reciting silently. Feeling Lu Yi's gaze, the handsome monk with red lips and white teeth smiled and nodded to him, using his scalp as a mirror.
Well, this person is responsible for guarding this pool of merit!
Lu Yi put his hands together and returned the greeting.
Being able to be in charge of this place, I believe his cultivation level is no worse than those of the two Bodhisattvas, Wude and Wenxian.
After looking at the statue of the female monk on the white jade lotus platform, Lu Yi put his hands together and bowed to it, said "excuse me", and then took off his monk's robes, cassock, shoes and socks, and strode into the merit pool.
There was a buzzing sound.
The colorful water in the Merit Pool rushed into Lu Yi's body rapidly. Lu Yi felt sore all over and slipped into the Merit Pool with a red face. He entered a strange state of being neither drunk nor intoxicated.
In the main hall of Dajue Temple, the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha, who had gathered people in the clear and bright void and prepared to ambush and kill the mayflies, sat steadily on the cushion, chewing a melon with a "crunch, crunch" sound.
After a while, after he finished eating the melon , he took out a pear and started eating it.
'Crack, crack', an apple.
'Crack, crack', a hawthorn.
"Crack, crack." The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha suddenly took out a braised bear paw that was shiny and fragrant.
Monk Qia Qia Yuanjue walked in leisurely from the main entrance of the hall. Zhenyu Xuanguan Buddha looked at the bear paw in his hand, stuffed it back into his sleeve, took out a handful of Torreya grandis nuts, and continued to "crunch, crunch"!
Monk Yuanjue walked up to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha, bowed to him, sniffed, and murmured, "There is a smell of meat!"
The Prison-Suppressing Buddha of Mysterious Light drooped his eyelids, and suddenly took out a wooden hammer. With a loud roar, he hit the monk Yuanjue on the head with the hammer: "Yuanjue, you have been slack in your practice recently. You...actually gave birth to a demon in your heart, and even had hallucinations! Quickly recite the "Heart Sutra of the Prison-Suppressing Buddha" 100,000 times, and crush that demon into pieces for me, go!"
The wooden hammer hit Monk Yuanjue's forehead so hard that sparks flew everywhere. He drooped his face, stared fiercely at his master, and gritted his teeth and said, "I have used this excuse eight hundred times, if not a thousand times... What do you think of this Fahai?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha calmly put away the wooden fish hammer and said calmly, "Oh? You've used it before... Well, find a new excuse next time... Well, how about this Fahai?"
Monk Yuanjue sat next to the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha and casually handed over a jade slip.
The Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha flicked the jade slip with his finger, and suddenly countless light and shadow images burst out. The whole process of Lu Yi, from his birth, when he was still in swaddling clothes, to his ascension with many relatives and friends, was recorded. Except for the lack of video footage of him walking alone, everything else that anyone had seen was recorded in great detail!
Buddhism places the greatest emphasis on the cultivation of one’s state of mind.
Buddhism has the supernatural power of telepathy.
Buddhism has many wonderful ways to spy into the mind and reflect the soul.
Lu Yi brought so many people to ascend to the upper realm, no matter whether it was Ah Hu, Yu Dianhu, Song Wufa, Song Shibian, or Jie Yin Toudao, Sha Fo Wuxin, etc... They were all soaking in the pool of merit now, entering a mysterious state that seemed neither drunk nor dreaming.
It’s not too easy to dig out the memories related to Lu Yi from their minds!
This kind of behavior is extremely disrespectful of other people's privacy... But for a being of Monk Yuanjue's level, privacy... He has already cultivated to the state of 'originally nothing', so he has no idea what privacy is!
It took the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha less than one tenth of a fingertip of time to read through all the stories about Lu Yi in the memories of countless people from beginning to end.
He crushed the jade slip with one finger and laughed, "Hehe, he is indeed a talent. Um, did you pass on the Prison Suppression Sutra to him?"
Monk Yuanjue nodded: "It has been passed on... Now, it depends on how he chooses."
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha smiled without saying a word, casually took out a handful of roasted chestnuts and started to "crunch, crunch".
Monk Yuanjue said softly: "He is indeed a talent. I told him that his punching power can only be ranked in the top 100 among the disciples who have ascended to heaven in the past ten thousand years in Buddhism... Amitabha, monks do not tell lies!"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha glared at Monk Yuanjue fiercely, and while making a "crackling" sound, he muttered, "Didn't you tell him that those guys with stronger punches than him already had true immortal cultivation when they ascended?"
Monk Yuanjue smiled, clasped his hands together, and said softly: "Buddha is merciful. Buddhist disciples should not be arrogant. If I tell him that he has more than a thousand Kun's physical strength in the Heaven Realm, and that this strength ranks among the best among the disciples who have ascended to heaven in the past ten thousand years... Well, he is too arrogant. How can I, as a master, discipline him in the future?"
The Prison-Suppressing Buddha of Mysterious Light laughed loudly, and with a few clicks, he pointed his finger casually, and a bright light appeared in front of the two of them. In the bright light, there was the image of Lu Yi soaking in the pool of merit.
“Look at his inner world, how big a world it has condensed.” The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha murmured, “I am from the Prison-Suppressing lineage, and I like big, heavy things… Hey!”
With a point of his finger, the bright light changed, and Lu Yi's body became hazy in the bright light. A large piece of inspiration turned into puffs of mist and rose up, among which a vast land mass emerged.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha and Monk Yuanjue looked at the light and shadows, measured them for a while, and exclaimed at the same time.
"Across 810 million miles? This, this..."
When Lu Yi was in Jishengtian, assisting Jishengtian in restoring the spiritual power of heaven and earth, his inner world had already reached 360 million miles. However, on his way back to Yuanlingtian from Jishengtian, he deliberately delayed for a long time. His cultivation speed in the lower world was extremely fast, so his cultivation expanded to such a level!
Above Lu Yu's head, two layers of misty auspicious clouds appeared, and on the auspicious clouds, various strange images such as golden lamps, silver bells, ruyi jade chimes appeared. Spots of golden light fell down, and wisps of it stretched out like a necklace, emitting infinite precious light that covered the whole body!
“He has received the favor of heaven and earth from both worlds! No wonder it’s like this!” The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha looked at the two distinct clouds above Lu Yu’s head and nodded slowly, saying, “Yuanling Heaven and Jisheng Heaven, both worlds have blessed him with heaven and earth. It’s quite decent that he has such a high level of cultivation!”
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha murmured, "Now let's see if this kid is willing to give up the cultivation he has worked so hard for... The inner world of 810 million miles... is enough to forge the status of a 30th-level True Immortal. Tsk!"
Monk Yuanjue also murmured, "However, if we follow the true orthodox method, shatter the inner world to nourish the golden body, start from scratch, and comprehend the rhyme of the great Dao of Liangyi Tiandao, with such a foundation, how strong a foundation of the Buddhist country can we build?"
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha took out a large watermelon, slapped it open with his palm, and handed half of it to Monk Yuanjue. He glared at him with disdain: "In short, you didn't have such a strong foundation back then... Alas, we hate each other. I want to beat you up after looking at your face for too long... If this kid gives up his current cultivation and rebuilds his foundation for the righteous path, then how about giving him to me? I'll give you a little junior brother!"
Monk Yuanjue made "click, click" sounds, with a gloomy face and remained silent.
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha made a series of "click, click" sounds. After a long while, he uttered two words in a sullen tone: "Stingy!"
Monk Yuanjue waved his hands hurriedly: "Old man, talk less and keep your mouth shut more, it can help you to nourish your mind and prolong your life... Look, this kid has made a move... Hey, what will he choose?"
The Prison-Suppressing Buddha Xuan Guang had rolled up his sleeves and wanted to punch Monk Yuan Jue's bald head twice.
What does "old man, shut up" mean?
Just for these two sentences, Monk Yuanjue must lie down and recuperate for three days...
But after hearing the second half of the sentence, the Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha picked up the watermelon and made a "crunch, crunch" sound, staring at what Lu Yi was doing in the bright light with wide eyes.
Lu Fu soaked in the Merit Pool.
The profound meaning of "The Great Golden Palace to Suppress the Prison and Subdue the Demons" flowed through my mind like running water, and all kinds of mysteries surged into my mind.
The Taichu Huntong Pearl emits a subtle aura that envelops the entire body.
Therefore, Lu Yi silently practiced the "Yi Qi Jing" technique, but what appeared outwardly was an extremely orthodox "Zhen Yu Jing" appearance.
A layer of dark golden light appeared all over his body, and the vast landmass of the inner world suddenly collapsed with a loud noise. Countless colorful Buddha lights invaded the inner world, stirring it like a pulverizer, and the vast and astonishing inner world suddenly turned into a thick and condensed pure energy.
As the exercises are practiced.
Lu Yi's Dao fruit collapsed.
The golden lotus withered.
The fire went out.
The furnace collapsed.
Lu Yu's cultivation completely dissipated, leaving only the pure, huge, refined and incredible resentment transformed from the small world in his inner heaven and earth, which carried with it a large amount of water from the pool of merit, washing his body over and over again and filling his body.
Lu Fu's magical powers were completely depleted.
His body, however, was like a Kun transforming into a Peng, with low roars constantly emitting from his body, and waves of burning and majestic blood and essence like those of a prehistoric beast rising into the sky, shaking the pine forests for miles around slightly.
This is the upper realm!
This is the Yin-Yang Heaven!
The gravity here is at least a thousand times that of the lower world.
The ground of the Vajra Pine Forest was especially forged by the monks of Dajue Temple after countless years of hard work and huge amounts of resources. It was as hard as a diamond and as heavy as Kunlun Mountain. Even if ordinary immortals used all their strength to cast a spell, they would not be able to damage the Vajra Pine Forest at all.
But Lu Yi lay quietly in the Merit Pool, and just the flow of his essence and blood caused the area within several miles to tremble continuously.
One after another, big bald heads poked their heads out from the golden pine forest and looked over here.
"Good! Another peerless warrior has been born in my Dajue Temple... Hiss, this junior brother is really fierce. If I don't break a few of his old bones, wouldn't it be a waste of his divine power?"
