Great Thunderclap Temple

Chaos, Purple Cloud Palace.

Deep in the palace, on a high platform, there is a person sitting, none other than Heavenly Dao.

At this moment, he was practicing, and purple energy kept emerging around him, and the aura became stronger and stronger.

After an unknown amount of time, the purple energy disappeared and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Just wait and see, Lin Tian... your good life will not last long. When I prepare everything... it will be your death."

Suddenly, Heavenly Dao was stunned, and a message appeared in his mind.

"Huh? Great Dao is looking for me? Did he discover my plan?"

After pondering for a moment, he closed his eyes, and an illusory light appeared from Hongjun's body, and then disappeared again.

After waiting for the light to disappear, only Hongjun's body was left in place.

At this moment, his motionless body trembled.

Primordial Wilderness North.

This place is different from the beautiful scenery in the east, the warmth and prosperity in the south, and the barrenness and barrenness in the west.

Looking up, it seems that there are only two colors left in the sky and earth, endless gray and dark brown.

The vegetation is sparse and there are few living creatures. Only a few strange animals and spirits haunt this place.

However, right in the center of this desolate land, there is a continuous mountain range.

This place, called Wanfo Ridge, belongs to Mahayana Buddhism. It was created by Tathagata with great magic power and the supreme Supernatural Power.

On the top of the highest mountain in the middle, there is an extremely magnificent palace.

In the middle it says -Great Thunderclap Temple!

At this moment, in the main hall of Great Thunderclap Temple - Great Hero Hall, there are many monks sitting on futons in an orderly manner.

In front, sitting upright is a huge golden statue of Dharma.

He is wearing Brocade Kasaya, with his left hand in the meditation seal in front of his navel, and his right hand hanging down naturally, with the palm facing outward, making a wish to give.

This is the leader of Mahayana Buddhism, known as Buddha Tathagata!

At this moment, Tathagata is explaining the essence and mystery of Mahayana Buddhist Dharma to thousands of believers.

"... Therefore, relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true for feelings, thoughts, and consciousness..."

The people listening below, regardless of their level of cultivation, were all mesmerized and immersed in the mysterious Buddhist Dharma artistic conception.

Some frowned, thinking hard, and some looked surprised, as if they had gained something.

There are also many people who, following Tathagata's explanation, have bright or dark golden Buddha Light appearing on their bodies from time to time.

The entire Great Hero Hall is immersed in a peaceful atmosphere.

However, at this moment.

"Hu... lu... hu... lu..."

A snoring sound came from somewhere in the front row of the hall!

Tathagata frowned and stopped teaching.

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the snoring came from.

Everyone else in the hall woke up with a start, looked at each other in confusion, and whispered:

"Huh? Why did the Buddha stop teaching?"

"What happened?"

"Who...?"

Soon, everyone's eyes focused on a futon in the front row of the hall, near the right side of the lotus platform.

There, sitting there, was a young monk wearing moon-white monk robes, with a handsome face, fair complexion, and even a bit of a boyish look.

His eyes were closed tightly, his head was moving slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of... slobber hanging from the corner of his mouth?

"It's... Senior Brother Golden Cicada?!"

"He... he actually... fell asleep while the Buddha was teaching?!"

"This... how inappropriate is this!"

For a moment, everyone couldn't help but whisper.

Golden Cicada, that is the direct disciple of Buddha Tathagata!

His status is respected, Buddhist Dharma's cultivation is said to be extremely profound, and he is highly valued by the Buddha!

How could he... how could he openly sleep soundly on such a solemn occasion?

Tathagata was not angry, his face returned to a look of neither sadness nor joy, and he said, "Golden Cicada."

"Ah!"

Golden Cicada, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly jumped up from the futon and shouted subconsciously, "Disciple is here! Disciple pays homage to the Buddha!"

He hurriedly adjusted the skewed monk's clothes, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and saluted quickly.

Tathagata was very calm. "Golden Cicada, please tell me, what is your opinion on the wonderful principle that I just talked about that the five aggregates are empty?"

"This..."

Golden Cicada was instantly dumbfounded, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He was sleeping soundly just now. In his dream, he seemed to be playing with cranes in a fairy mountain somewhere. How could he hear anything about what the Buddha said?

Insights?

His mind is full of mush now!

Golden Cicada rolled his eyes, and in a hurry, he said randomly:

"Reporting to the Buddha! In my humble opinion, what the Buddha just said is so profound and exquisite that it makes the disciples suddenly enlightened! Everything in the world is divided into good and evil, Karma Cycle, retribution is not good!"

"As the saying goes... good will be rewarded with good, and evil will be rewarded with evil. It's not that there will be no reward, the time has not yet come! I, the Buddhist disciples, should be alert at all times, refrain from doing any evil, and practice all good deeds. This is the right principle!"

"Pfft..."

Some people couldn't help lowering their heads and laughing.

As a great disciple of the Buddha, he fell asleep during such an important lecture and then talked nonsense like this when he woke up. It was simply...

Tathagata just looked at Golden Cicada for a long time before slowly speaking:

"Golden Cicada, how long has it been since you became my disciple, Mahayana Buddhism?"

Golden Cicada quickly and respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Buddha, I have been enlightened by the Buddha, shed my demonic body, entered Buddhism, and listened to the wonderful Dharma. It has been more than 2,700 years now..."

"More than two thousand seven hundred years..."

Buddha Tathagata nodded slightly, "You were originally transformed by Six-winged Golden Cicada. You are extremely ferocious and have the body of a monster. It is difficult to smell the righteous Dharma."

"However, the poor monk thinks that your spiritual spirit is still intact, so he introduces you to Buddhism and teaches you Buddhist Dharma to help you enlighten your wisdom and guide you to the right path, wash away your ignorance, and make your mind and nature clear."

His tone was filled with a hint of disappointment. "However, ask yourself, have you ever paid any real attention to the Mahayana Buddhist Dharma I preached?"

Golden Cicada was left speechless by the question, and his face turned blue and white.

"Disciple... disciple..."

He wanted to explain but didn't know how to start.

Tathagata closed his eyes and then thought of a decision.

"The mind of Zen is not pure, and the roots of wisdom are covered with dust. Even if there are predestined relationships, it will be difficult to take on great responsibilities."

"Golden Cicada, since you are so negligent of the true meaning of my Mahayana Buddhist Dharma and do not understand its original intention to help the world and save people, it is in vain to keep you in Lingshan, listening to the sutras every day."

He paused and looked at Golden Cicada with his eyes like a torch. "Today, I punish you to leave Lingshan Mountain and travel down the mountain, to the vast world of mortals, among the various forms of living beings, to experience for yourself the sufferings of the world, and to understand the meaning of birth, old age, illness, death, the meeting of resentment and hatred, the separation of love, the inability to seek, and the blazing five yin."

"See why good is good and why evil is evil, how Karma is entangled, how all sentient beings perish, when will you truly understand the fundamental teachings of my Mahayana Buddhist Dharma to save all sentient beings, and when... can you return to Lingshan and enter my door again."

"What?"

Golden Cicada looked up suddenly as if struck by five thunders, shocked!

"Buddha! You... you want to drive me down the mountain?! I have to understand the teachings before I can come back?! This... disciple knows his mistake! I really know his mistake! Please be merciful to Buddha and give me another chance!"

"Disciple must change his mind, study the scriptures assiduously, and never dare to slack off at all! Please ask the Buddha to take back his life!" He fell to his knees with a plop and kowtowed repeatedly, his voice filled with tears.

However, Tathagata has made up his mind and remains unmoved.

He raised his right hand and waved at Golden Cicada.

"Go ahead."

A gentle force instantly enveloped Golden Cicada.

The next moment, he appeared outside Great Thunderclap Temple.

"Buddha! Open the door! Buddha! This disciple realizes his mistake! Let him go in!"

Golden Cicada rushed to the door and shouted with all his strength.

However, no matter how much he begged, the door remained closed.

After a long time, he slowly stood up, bowed deeply and said:

"Buddha... disciple, I am willing to follow your teachings."

After saying that, he walked towards the road ahead, step by step.

In the main hall, Tathagata looked calm, glanced at the people below, spoke slowly, and continued to explain.

"Let's continue."

"Relics, all dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing..."