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Fa Hai pondered for a moment and did not answer directly. Instead, he raised Purple-Gold Alms Bowl, which had been supported by his left hand, to his chest.
I saw that this alms bowl was neither gold nor jade. It was dark purple in color, but it contained precious light. The body of the alms bowl was engraved with extremely fine Sanskrit characters and lotus patterns, and was faintly surrounded by the sound of Sanskrit chants. At a glance, I knew it was a Buddhist treasure.
"This is a treasure passed down by my Gold Mountain Temple ancestor Tang Xuanzang, and its name is "Purple-Gold Alms Bowl"." Fa Hai said slowly, "This treasure has passed through the hands of Buddha and listened to the Dharma every day. It has long been very spiritual. After being influenced by the Sanskrit sounds of Great Thunderclap Monastery of the Western Heaven, it has infinite magical uses."
After saying that, he formed a dharma seal with his right hand, recited the mantra silently in his mouth, and then gently flicked the clear water in the bowl.
The originally calm water surface in the bowl suddenly rippled with golden ripples, and the water vapor rose, forming a hazy light curtain over the bowl.
Chancellor Liang held his breath and stretched his head to look nervously and curiously.
In the light curtain, the scene quickly became clear from blur, and a fragment of the scene in the Rare Treasure Mountain valley was revealed:
But I saw Chen Jin sitting cross-legged playing the piano with a stern expression; Bai Suzhen's clothes were fluttering, causing a flood.
But what really made Liang Shicheng take a breath of cold air was the scene of Samadhi True Fire, like a world-purifying flame, swallowing up and burning the vicious ghosts one after another.
We also saw the shocking scene of Purple Essence Dragon King Ginseng controlling the purple dragon shadow and working together with the ginseng spirits to kill the remaining ghost soldiers.
Although there was no sound, the tragic sight of the devil star ghost struggling and disintegrating in the flames was shocking enough.
The light curtain lasted for a moment, and finally slowly dissipated as the ripples in the bowl calmed down.
Chancellor Liang stood up suddenly, his face turned slightly pale, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
He looked at Fa Hai, with an imperceptible tremor in his voice:
"Zen Master... this... is this the reason for cutting off the "silk thread"? Who are the young man playing the piano and the woman in white? They have such magical powers that they can kill Song Jiang's demon star so easily..."
Chan Master Fahai slowly put away the purple gold bowl, his eyes were extremely deep, he did not answer, he just recited the Buddha's name in a low voice:
"Amitabha."
"The cycle of cause and effect leads to unsatisfactory retribution. Finally, I found you..."
"Little, white, snake!"
The dusty memory, like the karmic fire that has been unsealed, suddenly burned into Fa Hai's Zen heart the moment he saw Bai Suzhen.
He will never forget that day.
The God Lord of the Ninth Level Heaven came in person, with thousands of rays of light and thousands of auspicious auras, and specially gave six golden elixirs of relics with flowing golden light.
Each one embodies the essence of a great Buddhist master's lifelong cultivation, which is enough to be worth hundreds of years of hard work for ordinary monks.
The Lord God made it clear that this elixir could help him realize Bodhi early and escape the suffering of reincarnation.
But as soon as he respectfully sent the Lord off, the little white snake that slipped into the cave turned into a white shadow and scurried past, opened its mouth and swallowed all the six golden elixirs into its belly, leaving not even a trace of residue behind.
Man is the spirit of all things, but he is also the most restricted creature in the world.
Unlike those mountain spirits and wild monsters, once spiritual intelligence is activated, you will have longevity that can last for thousands of years, and you can slowly accumulate it.
And human lifespan is only a mere hundred years.
He Fa Hai, in order to pursue the supreme Dharma, had to step into reincarnation again and again and wallow in the world of mortals.
For each reincarnation, it is necessary to arrange for the disciple to go to enlightenment in advance, awaken his sleeping spiritual consciousness, and return to the path of practice.
Fortunately, he had already cultivated one of the six Buddhist powers, the "Pass of Fate".
This magical power allows him to pass on the understanding of Buddhism, the accumulation of cultivation, and even the lessons of failure in each life to the next life like a fire.
In this way, during these twenty reincarnations of life and death, he could not retreat but advance, and always walk on the path of pursuing the great road.
In these twenty lives of reincarnation and twenty lives of Buddhist baptism, he once thought that he had washed away the deep-seated hatred and turned that obsession into the grand aspiration of "subduing demons and protecting the right path".
He thought he had transcended.
But it wasn't until this moment, when he saw Bai Suzhen with his own eyes, that he realized that the hatred had never disappeared.
It was just buried deep under the Dharma accumulated in twenty lifetimes, like a dormant volcano. Once an opportunity came, it would burst out desperately, almost burning the Zen mind he had worked so hard to maintain into ashes.
Because the six golden elixirs were stolen by Bai Suzhen, his path was delayed for six hundred years.
This missing six hundred years could be made up for and caught up through reincarnations in the past.
But now, Severing Earth from Heaven, reincarnation is cut off.
His old body now is his last container in the human world.
Life is about to end, and the deadline is not far away.
If he cannot seize the last opportunity to break through the shackles in this life, then his Fa Hai twenty lifetimes of hard training and his thousand-year pursuit of the Dharma will all disappear along with the decay of this physical body, and the Tao will disappear and the body will perish.
Looking at Bai Suzhen's still youthful and majestic figure in the bowl, Fa Hai's withered fingers tightly grasped the edge of the purple gold bowl, and his knuckles turned white from the exertion.
"Amitabha." Fa Hai lowered his eyelids and recited the Buddha's name in a long voice.
Chancellor Liang was not aware of the turmoil in Fa Hai's heart. He was still immersed in the shock and joy brought by the manifestation of the Purple Gold Bowl. He lowered his voice and said, "Zen Master, it seems that this Song Jiang is not omnipotent. This loss of a general must be very painful. In this way, we may be able to negotiate with him and gain a few more chips..."
Fa Hai slowly raised his head, his face restored to the solemn and precious look of Gujing Wubo.
He interrupted Chancellor Liang with an unquestionable decision:
"Xiang Guo, the cooperation with Song Jiang can be carried out as just discussed. Driving Yue Family Army's old troops and refugees into Qiantang can use Song Jiang's hands to clean up the filth. It can also help Xiang Guo resolve his heartache and posthumous affairs. It will accomplish many things in one fell swoop."
"As for the monsters in Qiantang County that can compete with, or even defeat, Song Jiang's demon stars... Prime Minister, don't worry too much."
"It is the duty of a humble monk to subjugate demons and protect the righteous path of the world. It is time to put an end to some long-standing karma."
Chancellor Liang heard this, although he still had doubts in his heart, but when he saw Fa Hai taking the initiative to take over the responsibility, he immediately felt relieved.
He was well aware of the vast power of his old friend, so he quickly handed over his hand and said, "With Zen Master taking action, I can rest easy. All thanks to Zen Master."
Fa Hai said no more, held the Zen staff, turned around and walked out.
Leave the Prime Minister's Mansion and return to the Zen Room.
Fa Hai retreated to the left and right, standing alone in front of the window, looking at the dark night outside the window and the faintly visible shadow of Leifeng Pagoda in the distance.
"Bai Suzhen..." He chewed the name silently, "You are now very powerful. Together, you can even destroy Song Jiang's demon star... It seems that those six golden elixirs of relics are really helpful!"
Thinking of this, the hatred and unwillingness in his heart were like wildfire starting a prairie fire.
Those powers should belong to him!