Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 399 Bodhidharma, Tripitaka

Boom!

San Le's words made Li Daoxuan and the others' complexions change drastically.

Even the faces of Empress Tsing Yi and the old heavenly master showed shock, while Tai Zhen showed curiosity, looking at San Le carefully, his eyes thoughtful.

"Master, this kind of thing can't be used as a joke, do you know what you are talking about?"

Li Daoxuan said solemnly.

Master Sanle used to live in Yuzhang City. He was Xuanzang's master. He was easy-going and easy-going.

Later, the Jiaolong in the Longevity Palace was released by Pan Dan, and the flood flooded Longyou County. Li Daoxuan used the gourd of the three realms to prevent the Jiaolong from leaving the water, but Pan Dan took the gourd away.

If Master San Le hadn't arrived in time to pursue Pan Dan, I'm afraid Li Daoxuan's treasure gourd would never come back.

Li Daoxuan has always had a deep affection for this easy-going and friendly Master Sanle, who has a Yangshen cultivation, but is not greedy for fame and fortune, but he never expected that the other party would say that he is the deputy leader of Moluo?

"San Le, I don't need you to take pity on me!"

"You traitor!"

In the lotus in the palm of Empress Tsing Yi, Maha, who had been waiting quietly to die, suddenly became excited. He looked at San Le with a very complicated expression, filled with hatred, resentment, excitement, and even a trace of... Rumu?
His attitude undoubtedly confirmed Sanle's words.

San Le looked at Mahe, sighed softly, and said, "It's a pity that the golden body that Bodhidharma's life-long cultivation base condensed failed to save you in the end, and instead turned your obsession into a demon."

Maha snorted coldly, and said mockingly, "What is saving? I have spent my whole life working for Buddhism and devoted myself to promoting Buddhism, but you, you obviously have a cultivation level far beyond mine, but you betrayed the teaching and left, willing to degenerate. A wandering monk, living a life without enough food to eat, by the way, I heard that you also adopted a little burden?"

San Le shook her head, her voice suddenly became firmer, and said: "He is not a burden, his name is Xuan Zang, and he is my only disciple."

Hearing this, Maha sneered mercilessly: "I heard that he has practiced for more than ten years, and he is not even in the Bigu state, haha, so you have searched all over the world all these years, and you just found this kind of trash? "

Li Daoxuan's face darkened, and although he didn't understand the situation, he immediately said: "Hey, that's too much, Xuanzang is my brother, if you talk about him like that again, believe it or not, I let my mother dig out your tongue?"

Empress Tsing Yi glanced at him.

Maha snorted coldly and said: "If you find a disciple like Li Daoxuan, then I will admit it. Although he is a bit mean and shameless, and he bullies others, his talent is indeed stronger than mine, Xuanzang? What is he? thing!"

Li Daoxuan's expression froze. Are these words complimenting me or scolding me?

Master San Le looked into the distance, as if he saw the little monk in ragged clothes but with clear and firm eyes.

He was wading through mountains and rivers in the direction of Chang'an, with a bamboo stick and straw shoes, and a bamboo basket on his back, in which was a lame little black dog.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of San Le's mouth, and said, "It's my luck to be Xuan Zang's master."

After a pause, he looked at the old celestial master and others who were faintly surrounding him, bowed deeply, and begged: "All real people, can you let Maha suffer less torture and be freed earlier, as for the matter of Moluojiao, poor The monks will tell you everything in detail."

Hearing this, the old heavenly master revealed a look of contemplation.

Empress Tsing Yi and Tai Zhen did not speak, both pairs of beautiful eyes looked at Li Daoxuan.

"Master San Le's character, I can trust."

"And no matter what, you are Xuanzang's master. Xuanzang can't let him call me big brother for nothing."

Li Daoxuan had already made a decision, he stretched out his hand to point at Maha's Yangshen, and the sword of injustice stirred between his fingers.

Tsing Yi Niang Niang unfolded the petals of the lotus very cooperatively, even fearing that Li Daoxuan would not be killed in one blow, she deliberately burned it again with the real fire of Samadhi, burning Maha's remnant soul to the last trace of strength.

Zheng!
The sword intent pierced through Maha's Yangshen, strangling him completely, and his soul flew away.

Maha didn't resist, let alone yell, he looked at Sanle quietly, with a trace of relief in his eyes, as if he had finally ushered in the long-awaited relief.

His last words echoed in the air.

"San Le, I have been reading Buddhist scriptures for 90 years, but in the end I realized that what I like most is still the soft mud back then."

……

This sentence was inexplicable, and Li Daoxuan and others couldn't understand it, but San Le's body was shocked, and his eyes were mixed with sadness and joy, as if he was both sad for the passing of his old friend, and also pleased at the fact that his old friend finally looked away.

The "Book of Swinging Demons" in Li Daoxuan's mind shined brightly and dazzlingly, obviously the reward this time is very generous.

But now he has no intention of looking at the handwriting on the heavenly scriptures, but looking at Master Sanle, wanting to hear the other party explain the cause and effect of all this, and why he claimed to be the deputy leader of the Moro Sect.

"San Le, I heard Qian Yang mention you. He praised you as a real eminent monk, and he admired your virtue and supernatural powers. The old Taoist knows that you have saved many people, but if you don't explain clearly today, you will probably die." It’s hard to leave safely.”

The old master knocked on his crutches and looked at Sanle quietly.

The lady in Qingyi sighed, and said: "Master Sanle, you have lived in Yuzhang City for 17 years. During these 17 years, you often collected medicines to treat the poor in the city for free. Let me admire, but why do you want to get involved with the Moro Sect?"

San Le sighed, and said: "It's a long story, let's start with Maha's Zen poem."

"He said in his poem that he was originally a guest in the mountains and lived in Xuanshui. This statement is true, because more than 90 years ago, Maha was originally a small snake beside Xiong'er Mountain and on the shore of Luoshui."

Maha was once a snake?

Li Daoxuan couldn't believe it, he touched his sleeve, and the little white snake inside rubbed his fingers spiritually through the clothes, not knowing what happened outside.

If Master San Le didn't lie, why didn't his heavenly eyes see through the opponent's demon body?

Even after Maha's death, he didn't show his original shape, which is too abnormal.

San Le continued: "It lived in Luoshui at that time, and whenever it snowed heavily, it would go to the nearby Xiong'er Mountain to hibernate. Day after day, year after year, because of its extraordinary blood, it gradually gave birth to wisdom and lived a peaceful life. And happy, until a person appears."

Li Daoxuan's eyes flashed, he seemed to guess who that person was, and he was very surprised.

Sure enough, San Le's voice continued to sound.

"That year was the second year of Datong, that is, during the Nanliang period more than 90 years ago. Bodhidharma, an eminent monk in southern India, faced the wall in a stone cave in Songshan for nine years. Golden body."

"After that, he didn't stay in Mount Song, but felt that Mahayana Buddhism was lacking, and wanted to go west to find Lingshan, and seek the most critical Tripitaka in Mahayana Buddhism, so as to complement Zen and promote Buddhism."

"However, when he reached the bank of Luoshui, he encountered a poisonous snake and died. His success fell short, and his body was buried in Xiong'er Mountain. It is a pity that his wish to travel westward failed to step out of the Central Plains."

Li Daoxuan immediately asked back: "That's not right, Bodhidharma has a golden body, and his supernatural powers must be extraordinary, how could he be bitten to death by a poisonous snake?"

San Le said solemnly: "Because he encountered not only a poisonous snake, but also a person."

"who?"

"Bo Xun, the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, is now Mo Luo."

(End of this chapter)