Chapter 656: Lord of Qionghua Mountain (1)
Monk Yuanjue stood in front of the main hall of Dajue Temple, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the auspicious blue sky that originally covered a million miles above.
Today, this group of blue clouds has shrunk by ten thousand miles.
The blue lion, which had been so proud and high-spirited, perched above the blue clouds and sharpening its claws and baring its teeth towards the east, now tucked its tail between its legs and became listless, with its huge head drooping.
This patch of blue cloud is the result of the incense and faith of hundreds of millions of common people in the Buddhist land governed by Dajue Temple.
Whenever these common people encounter any danger, any trouble, any distress, or any entanglement in their daily lives, they either chant the name of "Great Lion Power Bodhisattva" or recite the titles of the many Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Heavenly Kings, Vajra, and Vajras under the seat of Monk Yuanjue of Dajue Temple, and wisps of incense and faith will gather around them.
When these common people burn incense, worship and offer sacrifices to the images of Monk Yuanjue and other Buddhist practitioners in Dajue Temple on a daily basis, the faith and worship they generate is a hundred, a thousand times more than that generated by just casually calling out the honorable title!
Dajue Temple is such a large temple. Not to mention the main temple in Shiziling, just based on the status of Monk Yuanjue in Buddhism, he is the "vanguard general" guarding the border between Buddhism and Taoism. Dajue Temple has tens of thousands of branches and sub-branches in various places.
There are so many branches and sub-branches, and the Buddhist lands under their jurisdiction have trillions of people. Now, the two worlds in the lower realm have been unified and have completely become the personal temple of Monk Yuanjue.
The amount of faith and support generated by countless believers every year...what a huge number!
These incenses and faiths gathered at Dajue Temple, and after being cleansed by the power of Buddha, they were purified over and over again, discarding all worldly distractions, evil thoughts, and desires, and transformed into the purest and most refined power of faith. After years of accumulation, they gradually gathered into the misty blue cloud above Dajue Temple.
This Qingxia has countless magical uses.
It can also be used to refine treasures.
Moreover, when refining the treasure, a green cloud was integrated into it, making it easier for the treasure to breed spirituality and become more powerful.
It also makes alchemy.
When a master-level alchemist incorporates such a ray of blue haze into his alchemy, the quality of the alchemy he refines can be raised by one level on average . And when a novice-level alchemist consumes such a ray of blue haze during alchemy, there is absolutely no worry of the furnace exploding, which basically guarantees a 100% success rate!
Of course, this power of faith is not easy to collect, unless one is a true disciple of a great Bodhisattva. Any rookie alchemist who dares to be so extravagant and wasteful will be beaten like a wooden fish.
It can also be used for cultivation.
If you inhale a wisp of blue cloud during cultivation, you can resist inner demons, extinguish Yin fire, protect the immortal soul, nourish the body, and it has infinite magical benefits.
In the history of Liang Yi Tian Buddhism, there have been several wars and disasters. When great Buddhists suffered heavy casualties, the Buddhist leader gave an order and used all the power of faith that the major temples had worked so hard to collect to give birth to new disciples... In just a hundred years, the overall strength of Buddhism has surpassed that of the past, and it has turned the tables in one fell swoop!
It is even more effective in healing wounds.
Especially for injuries to the immortal soul, this most refined power of faith is the best elixir to repair all injuries to the soul. It does not require any other auxiliary materials. A small wisp of blue cloud can have the supreme effect of bringing the dead back to life and repairing the soul.
In terms of repairing the soul, the effect of Qingxia is even several times stronger than the Taoist's several top-grade immortal pills known as the "Supreme Pills". In the past, a high-level immortal in the Taoist had his soul damaged. He spent a lot of connections, favors, and huge costs to obtain some refined faith power from the Buddhist sect, and only then did his injury heal.
Monk Yuanjue looked at the blue sky above his head that had shrunk by ten thousand miles, and his heart ached a little.
Although it only shrunk by 100,000 miles, the overall number was consumed by nearly 20%.
This is the accumulation of Dajue Temple for three thousand years!
Ever since three thousand years ago, when Buddhism and Taoism joined forces to eliminate the demons and evil forces in Liangyi Heaven, Dajue Temple has never encountered a major event that required a large amount of faith power. These powers of faith have been accumulated bit by bit.
As a result, 20% of the savings were wasted!
"Crunch, crunch." The sound of the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha chewing fruits could be heard from the hall.
A voice as loud as a bronze bell came from the hall: "Look at how stingy you are... How about this consumption, I will make up for it for you, and you will give Fahai to me and become your junior apprentice brother?"
Monk Yuanjue closed his eyes tightly, then laughed loudly: "Master, just eat your fruit... I am incompetent, and I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with you in this lifetime. But there is at least one good thing - it is possible that none of your true disciples can catch up with Fahai!"
The 'crackling' sound paused for a moment, and the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha's scolding laughter came: "Look, look, you stingy monk, you are so heartbroken that you are talking nonsense...Are you scolding yourself with these words?"
Monk Yuanjue blinked his eyes, carefully pondered what he had just said, and felt a little annoyed.
He coughed lightly, waved his hand, and said calmly: "I am just telling the truth. Monks do not tell lies. Hey, hey, one hundred and eighty years ago, the monk Xueya who ascended to heaven from the Daming Jinlun Temple also recast his Dharma body and Tao foundation. How many acupoints did he open up when he recast his Dharma body?"
Monk Yuanjue smiled brightly.
After a few "clicks", the voice of the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha sounded faintly: "There are 3,280 major acupoints and 12,330 extraordinary acupoints outside the sutras... Tsk ! The people in the Daming Jinlun Temple practice the true teachings of the Dragon Elephant Hidden Buddha, and they follow the path of pure physical cultivation... The Snow Cliff Monk, who claims to have the best physical cultivation aptitude among the ascended Buddhas in the past ten thousand years, actually, actually..."
Lu Yi slowly stood up from the Merit Pool.
The entire body was surrounded by dark golden Buddha light, and waves of prison-suppressing force fields as heavy as mountains crushed the surroundings.
Behind him, there was a mighty and powerful Buddha statue that was ten feet tall and sat on a lotus platform. He held up a mountain in his left hand and tightly grasped a seven-treasure Vajra ring in his right hand. It was the appearance of the Hell-Suppressing Buddha!
All the Buddhist practitioners who practice the "Prison Zhenping Sutra", when they condense their true immortal status, the Dharma image must be the Dharma image of the Prison Zhenping Xuanguan Buddha, the founder of the "Prison Zhenping Sutra".
When one has reached a higher level of cultivation, some great Bodhisattva-level Buddhist masters will, based on their own insights, gradually change the appearance of the Dharma images behind them, transforming them into giant dragons, holy statues, and so on.
However, the vast majority of Buddhist practitioners who cultivate the "Prison-Zhen Sutra" will maintain their final appearance as the Prison-Zhening Mysterious Light Buddha throughout their lives.
Once the two sides go to war, as soon as the Dharma image behind them appears, the other side will know what's going on - this is a big monk who is protected by someone and has mastered the true teachings of Buddhism... If you can't afford to offend the Prison-Suppressing Buddha, you'd better apologize and run away!
What Lu Yi practiced was the "Taishang Jinque Zhenyu Fumo Hunyuan Yiqi Sutra" which was more profound and mysterious than the "Zhenyu Sutra", but this method had a bit of the "Hunyuan Wuji" flavor.
The Dharma image behind him was born according to his heart and gathered according to his thoughts, and it was completely no problem for it to transform into the most orthodox appearance of the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha.
Lu Yi looked back at the Dharma image he had condensed and made a serious decision - from now on, unless he reached the point where he could dominate the world, he would use this one as his future Dharma image!
It's like the fox borrowing the power of the tiger... sometimes it's quite satisfying!
From the side came the angry scolding of Huizhu Bodhisattva, as well as the laughing and scolding voices of many female practitioners from Dajue Temple.
Lu Yi's face twitched violently, and he looked down suddenly... He stood up from the Merit Pool with a magnanimous look. Now he was thirty-six feet tall, with muscles all over his body, and his blood surging, and he was as powerful as a dragon.
He coughed lightly, put his hands together, and calmly bowed to all directions: "Fellow brothers and sisters, monks do not care about appearances... It is said that emptiness is color, and color is emptiness... It is nothing more than a dream, an illusion, and a bubble..."
Trying hard to recall some classic sentences from Buddhist scriptures that he remembered, Lu Yi talked nonsense.
These sentences from the Buddhist scriptures have never appeared in the Liangyi Tian Buddhist sect.
The Buddhist practitioners around all shut up, frowned and fell into deep thought.
Lu Yi put on monk's robes and cassock to cover his body.
In front of the main hall of Dajue Temple, Monk Yuanjue raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "Emptiness is color, color is emptiness... Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is the essence of my Buddhism... However, my Zhenyu lineage follows the path of magical powers and fighting. If these insights are..."
The Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha made a series of "clicks, clicks" and muttered in a muffled voice, "Give the disciples around who heard this a 'silence commandment'... Otherwise, if those old monks who specialize in studying Buddhist scriptures hear it, they will definitely come and snatch me away... Don't let such a good disciple who charges into battles become a pedantic scholar-monk. That would be too annoying."
Monk Yuanjue nodded slowly, and then a ray of dark golden Buddha light bloomed from between his eyebrows.
Near the Merit Pond, the disciples of Dajue Temple who had heard the Buddhist scripture that Lu Yi had just recited felt a faint golden light flashing above their heads. They opened their mouths, but could no longer speak those passages from the Buddhist scriptures.
Lu Yi felt his whole body sink slightly.
A gentle Buddhist spiritual consciousness swept across his body, instantly sweeping through his 3,600 major acupoints and 19,600 extra meridian acupoints.
Then, in Dajue Temple, the monk Yuanjue exclaimed: "How can this be? Three thousand six hundred major acupoints, this is where the two-yin and yang heaven and earth avenues cover, the most perfect state of the Dharma body in theory... Nineteen thousand six hundred extra meridian acupoints... This, this..."
Before Lu Yu, the natives of Liangyi Heaven, those Taoist disciples of the Taoist temple and Buddhist disciples of the Buddhist sect, were the lucky ones who were filled with countless elixirs and magic medicines in their mothers' wombs. After they were born, the most perfect qualifications they had were no more than 3,600 major acupuncture points and more than 12,000 extraordinary acupuncture points.
And Lu Yu, the disciple who ascended from the lower world, lay in the Merit Pool for twelve years. The number of acupuncture points he opened up outside the meridians exceeded the highest record of all Taoists and Buddhists in the history of Liangyi Heaven by more than 7,000!
The Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha appeared out of thin air beside Monk Yuanjue and said in a low voice, "Let's cast another sealing ring... Tsk, now only the Hunyuan Luotian Sect wants to deal with him. If his current Dharma body aptitude gets out, the entire Dao Court will want to strangle him... Even your master can't stand it!"
Monk Yuanjue nodded, and together with the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha, they used their magical powers to once again impose a gag order on all the disciples of the Dajue Temple on the Lion Hill.
Unless someone has magical powers that surpass the two great monks combined, they will never be able to reveal what they saw and heard today in any way.
Not to mention, now in the entire Lion Ridge, the only people who know about Lu Yi's physical qualifications are Lu Yi himself and these two great monks.
"Fahai, come to the main hall to see me as soon as possible." Monk Yuanjue's voice echoed throughout Lion Ridge.
The next moment, from the far horizon, an equally loud and majestic Buddhist chant sounded: "Buddha has mercy on me. Congratulations to Brother Yuanjue for accepting a good disciple. I have come to congratulate you specially."
The Prison-Suppressing Xuanguan Buddha sneered, frowned, patted Monk Yuanjue on the shoulder, and then his bald head shook and disappeared into thin air.
