Chapter 685: Favors are Priceless (3)
In the extremely high void, a beam of black iron light was a hundred times faster than flowing light, traveling billions of miles in an instant.
It flew quickly towards the northwest, crossing countless large rivers and many paradises, and finally a large golden desert appeared below.
In the vast desert, oases are dotted everywhere. Near the oases, you can see huge stone Buddha statues. Some are sitting, some are standing, or lying on the ground. Some of the Buddha statues are surprisingly large, lying on the ground, hundreds of miles long from head to toe, with exquisite carvings all over, just like the real Buddha sleeping quietly in the wind and sand.
Across this vast desert filled with Buddhist sounds, a huge mountain rises abruptly in front of us.
This is a vast mountain range with strange terrain.
Halfway down the mountain, there are huge rocks of magnificent shapes, smooth as mirrors and jade-like in texture, but there is no grass growing on them. Well, there is not even a grain of moss or a touch of lichen.
Halfway up the mountain, there is white snow, which is several feet thick.
On this snowy area, large cedars stand tall, their trunks white as snow, their branches dark green as clouds. On the ancient branches, large patches of usnea hang down, with countless snow orchids parasitizing on them. In the flying snow, bell-shaped flowers the size of a fist bloom, filling the mountain with a wonderful fragrance.
Being struck hard on the head by the Prison-Suppressing Mysterious Light Buddha, the Iron Shackle Buddha, whose golden body was almost broken, was travelling rapidly in front of the countless Taoist and Buddhist masters. When he was about to reach the mountains, his speed slowed down a little and his altitude dropped sharply.
Entering the mountainous area, the Iron Shackle Buddha's escape light was almost brushing the top of the mountain.
When you first enter the mountain, you can see many large and small basins with villages and people living in them. After entering the mountain for thousands of miles, there is almost no human life. There are only small temples between the mountains. The low sound of bells echoes in the valley, and the sound of monks chanting scriptures reaches the sky.
From time to time, on some hilltops, there are thatched huts with four wooden poles supporting a thatched mat, which are extremely simple.
Inside, there were ragged and dirty ascetic monks sitting quietly.
The bodies of some ascetic monks were covered with dust more than half a foot thick, and covered with moss and weeds. There were even strange bees and ants that could withstand the extreme cold from all directions and built nests on their bodies.
After walking for a million miles, a mountain suddenly rose up from the vast mountains in front of them, like the master of the mountains, overlooking all directions. On the top of the mountain that towered into the clouds, a temple with an ancient atmosphere stood tall.
The Iron Shackle Buddha flew to the top of the mountain and stopped in front of the temple gate.
He looked up. The temple was not very big, and the mountain gate was not majestic. There was a black wooden plaque hanging above the door, with four large golden characters written neatly on it - Great Brahma Pure Land.
It is too old, and the owner of this temple does not seem to have taken much care of the facade. The four large gold-painted characters appear dull, gray and extremely inconspicuous.
Two young monks in thin linen clothes sat on the threshold of the mountain gate with their legs crossed, holding a handful of cedar nuts in their hands and teasing a few fist-sized squirrels. They threw cedar nuts on the ground, and the squirrels chased and played, making the two young monks smile and feel extremely happy.
The Iron Shackle Buddha coughed heavily, held his head high and strode forward.
The two young monks stood up and saluted him, and a group of squirrels fled in all directions. The Iron Shackle Buddha did not return the salute, nor did he wait for the young monks to open the door for him. He just walked through the tightly closed mountain gate.
The two little monks looked at each other, winked at their companions, and whistled softly.
A group of little squirrels came jumping back.
The Great Brahma Pure Land was quite quiet. There were not many people in the palaces, courtyards, and pavilions. Only occasionally, the doors of some palaces were half-open, and Buddhist monks with restrained auras and simple and dull appearances walked out of the door and saluted the Iron Shackle Buddha with their hands folded.
The Iron-Shackled Buddha drove straight ahead, walked for nearly a hundred miles, and finally arrived at a cliff.
This cliff...
Very, desolate and lonely.
The mountain was covered in limestone , with a few half-dead pine trees hanging on it.
There was a spring on the top of the mountain, and several water lines as thick as thumbs flowed slowly down the cliff. There was a howling cold wind and heavy snow all around, but these water lines showed no sign of freezing.
The water line slid down slowly from the top of the cliff thousands of feet high, and finally fell into a deep pool below with a "ding-dong" sound.
The surface of the deep pool was half frozen and half covered with white waves.
Under the ripples, a few skinny big fish were swimming weakly.
This stretch of cliff gave people the feeling of withering and ruin. With the cultivation of the Iron Shackle Buddha, when he suddenly saw this stretch of cliff, he felt his mood suddenly become gloomy, his whole body shivered, and the circulation of qi and blood inexplicably stagnated.
Not daring to look any further, the Iron Shackle Buddha walked straight to the door of a wooden temple beside the deep pool.
This time, he did not use his magical powers to pass through the door. Instead, he reached out and pushed open half of the door and stepped in.
When he entered, the wooden hall was dark.
His right foot landed on the floor of the wooden temple, and suddenly the lights in the temple were bright, the Buddha's light was shining, and the colorful rays of light so rich that it seemed to be about to explode rose up, and there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds and strange fragrances in the air. The temple, which was originally only an acre in size, suddenly expanded endlessly in all directions, and in an instant it turned into a holy Buddhist land with a radius of tens of billions of miles.
In this magnificent and majestic Buddhist kingdom, under a dead tree with withered branches and leaves, there is a Brahma Wheel Sammit Buddha who is about six feet tall, skinny as a stick, but with skin as white as jade and eyes with purple air rising from them, like two purple gems. He is leaning against a woman who is about the same height as him, with a slim and beautiful figure, a stunning face, an extremely holy demeanor, and a fearsome person who cannot even harbor any blasphemous thoughts towards her. She is lying there quietly.
The woman was covered in garlands and radiated infinite light from her body, enveloping the entire Buddha kingdom with lights, Buddha light, and colorful rays of light, all emanating from her.
Compared to her boundless radiance, the Brahma-wheel Three-Mysterious Buddha who was lying on her body leaning against her had no aura emanating from his body. He was dead silent and gloomy, like an eternal, thousand-year-old zombie.
If the Iron-Shackle Buddha had not seen him with his own eyes, he would not even have been able to sense his presence.
The Iron Shackle Buddha strode forward and saluted the Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha with his palms together: "Brother!"
There are five cushions under the dead tree.
On four of the cushions, a Buddhist monk with a sinister aura was sitting cross-legged.
After the Iron Shackle Buddha paid respect to the Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddhas, the four Buddhist practitioners stood up and greeted the Iron Shackle Buddha: "Brother, you have had a hard journey."
The Iron Shackle Buddha returned the greetings, then walked to the empty cushion and sat down.
He smiled bitterly and said, "It's not hard, but I suffered a little."
The four Buddhist monks looked at each other, then sat down one after another, holding their rosary beads and tickling them one by one, without moving their faces or saying a word.
After a long time, the eyes of Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha moved slightly, and there was more liveliness on his face.
He slowly sat up straight and gently patted the woman beside him with his left hand. The woman's whole body suddenly burst into flames, and accompanied by a low roar, the woman turned into an inch-sized jade carving of a beautiful woman and fell into the hands of the Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha.
The Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha put away the jade carving, and suddenly the huge Buddha's light suddenly dimmed.
Where in the world is there any Buddhist kingdom with a radius of hundreds of billions of miles?
It was clearly an old wooden palace about an acre in size, with a bronze lamp lit in each of the four corners, the flickering light illuminating the palace.
“The Prison-Suppressing Black Light Buddha has a cold and stern nature, and his methods are brutal. He can be called the number one fighter in our Buddhist sect, and several Buddhas are quite fond of him.” The Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha spoke softly, his voice was gentle and graceful, as if it sounded directly in the minds of the Iron Shackle Buddha and the other five Buddhist practitioners.
"Just remember this cause for now. There will be consequences in the future."
Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha sighed softly: "How did Fahai become Yuanjue's disciple? Logically, he should have joined our Dafan lineage. It seems that someone in the Dafan lineage has been slacking off."
No one said anything.
Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha looked at Iron Shackle Buddha and said, "Brother Iron Shackle, what should we do if some of our disciples are not attentive?"
The Iron Shackle Buddha drooped his eyelids and said nothing.
Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha pursed his lips and shook his head: "Well. Junior Brother Long Xiang?"
Among the other four Buddhists, a sturdy monk with skin as white as snow, silver eyes, more than three meters tall, and a body as strong as a dragon, but with a terrifying chill around him, stood up and bowed to the Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha: "Brother, what do you want?"
The Brahma-Wheel Three Secret Buddha smiled at the Dragon-Elephant Treasure Buddha and pointed at him.
The Dragon-Elephant Treasure Buddha frowned and said, "Brother, are you talking about my disciple's grandson... Xueya?"
"It's always bad to bully the weak . If it gets out, it won't sound good." Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha glanced at Iron Shackle Buddha and said, "Junior brother personally took care of the matter in the Treasure Flame Cave this time, which was a bit abrupt. Juniors should handle their own affairs."
After a slight pause, Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha closed his eyes and said softly: "That Pure and Tranquil Heart Lamp was what I used to attain enlightenment... In order to repay a favor, I spent countless energy and countless resources and invested it in the lower world a thousand years ago."
"That Fahai is an anomaly in the world. This Qingning Heart Lamp should not have fallen into his hands."
The master of the Divine Eagle Monk, the leader of the Great Secret Lineage of the Great Snow Mountain, Longxiang Fuzang Buddha, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean, Senior Brother?"
Brahma Wheel Three Secret Buddha stopped talking, and his whole body returned to dead silence again. Even though the five people present were all Buddha-level masters, they were unable to tell whether this great Buddha, who was said to be only a hair's breadth away from the realm of the Lord Buddha, was alive or dead, real or illusory.
The five Buddhas looked at each other, put their right hands into their sleeves, and issued Dharma edicts to their disciples.
The Pure and Tranquil Heart Lamp is actually the object used by the Brahma Wheel Three Mysterious Buddhas to attain enlightenment?
And now this treasure has been robbed by the Prison-Suppressing Buddha!
The Iron Shackle Buddha is the most die-hard supporter of the Brahma-Chakra Three Mysterious Buddhas.
Are the things he did in Baoyan Cave really not instructed by Brahma-chakra Sammyaksha Buddha?
The Dragon-Elephant Terma Buddha, as well as the other three Buddhas, have gradually moved closer to the Brahma-Wheel Trimitar Buddha in recent years. We only hope that the Brahma-Wheel Trimitar Buddha will break through the realm of the Lord Buddha in the future, and naturally he will have the merit of following the dragon, and his status in Buddhism will inevitably soar in the future.
Now, it's their turn to do something.
But they were still very curious - what kind of favor would require Brahma-wheel Sammy Buddha to give up all his spiritual objects to the lower world?
