Ishtoria

1.

There are few distinguished guests in his shabby room deep in the mountains. Today, an old friend from ancient times came to visit.Shaka was surrounded by a golden halo, more dazzling than the rising sun.Mu looked at himself, his face was really embarrassing, and he was ashamed to see others.

"Shaka, I didn't know you were coming, I wasn't prepared at all."

"Well, you're welcome. Looking at your outfit, did you go out to fight?"

"Would you believe me if I said I was going to a banquet?"

"It seems that you have made friends you shouldn't have made."

"It's okay if you don't."

Shaka shook his head.

"Me? Of course not, she is."

Mu had already noticed the person Sha Jia hinted at.He originally planned to go back to the plateau first, and then use the terrain advantage to get rid of the vampire's tracking.Since Sha Jia has made it clear, he must be sure to deal with her.

"Show yourself, demon!"

Sha Jia sat still, made a mudra with his hands, and gently pushed it out.A force of the word "Hum" rushed towards the position where Mu was standing.Mu Bushi did not hide his expression as usual, this blow was not aimed at him.The light beam landed, and a woman's sharp cry came from behind, and a huge pit was blasted out of the ground behind him.

The scarlet blood coat spread out a pair of wings, and the black beauty with plump breasts and legs stopped in mid-air.Shaka's mana is pure and pure, she escaped the attack by relying on a hundred years of practice, and her pair of gray-blue pupils gave off the fierce light of a beast.

"Little master, is this how you treat a woman from a foreign land? It's too much, your ancestors didn't teach you like this."

She pretended to be angry, and even poised her head in front of practitioners, her coquettish attitude was undisguised.

"Stupid!"

Shaka ignited the small universe, and her palms formed the Vajra Subduing Demon Seal. From a short distance, the golden light cut through her black skin like a sharp blade, dirty black blood splashed everywhere, and the part that was directly hit by the golden light turned into flying cigarette.She finally felt bad, and wanted to escape, but it was too late, the imprint of Vajra Subduing Demons was like a big net, firmly fixing the evil spirits on the ground.Just as the bloody little universe was about to boil, it was pressed down by the Buddha's light. The vampire tried several times, and the light net became tighter and tighter as she struggled.

"Master, please forgive me. I was sent by the priestess of the Feathered Serpent God. I have no personal grudges with your friend!"

The brilliance from Shaka made her unable to open her eyes, the vampire wailed loudly, and the four sharp canines in the blood's mouth were facing the sky.Her tearing roar resounded through the valley, and anyone who heard it would feel uncomfortable.

Vampires are nocturnal hunters, and at dawn the surroundings change against her.She should have made plans earlier, but Mu was injured and had no companions, so the opportunity was hard to come by.She followed her all the way, intending to catch him and claim credit for Mistress Marri, so as to offset the guilt of the failure of the previous mission.Unexpectedly, there is an expert who subdues demons at the door of Mu's house.

"Raksha girl, you have used the little merit you have accumulated in the past to harm living beings, but do you know that one day you will die, and the punishment in hell will be ten thousand times more severe than what you are suffering now?"

Sha Jia yelled at her, and the strength of his casting hand remained unabated.For ordinary life, the Buddha's light is pure and peaceful, but when it shines on demons, it burns them like a raging fire.

"Master, I was wrong... please forgive me, I swear... I will never dare to offend you two again..."

Her voice was hoarse, and these few words of begging for mercy were said with all her strength.

"Offending me is a small matter, but killing a life is a serious crime. If a person does evil, it is like spitting on the sky, and all evil deeds will eventually return to themselves."

She wanted to accept it, but she was trapped in the Vajra Demon Seal, the power from the darkness disappeared, and it was difficult to move.The Buddha's light shrouded her sinful body, as if a huge furnace was about to burn her.In the end, she didn't even have the strength to beg for mercy, she fell to the ground and twitched, with a hissing sound in her throat.

"The sea of ​​bitterness is boundless, you can repent if you turn your head and keep going."

Akasha tried desperately to make a nodding gesture, but in Mu's view, there was only a slight twist of her neck.He couldn't stand this tragic situation, and wanted to plead with Shaka.Only at the end of life can a person give up all greed and sincerely repent for what he has lost in his life.The golden light pierced Akasha's soul, and she suddenly recalled that she had such an experience when she was still a human.That time the dying mistress saved her, she died as a human being, and got another one in blood and tears, one she didn't want and couldn't refuse.

The golden small universe gradually changed from an angry attacking state to a tolerant and warm halo.Shaka clasped his hands together in front of his chest, unblocking Akasha.

"Female benefactor, at this moment, your anger has been suppressed, and your remorse is gradually rising, and I am no longer worthy of being a Rakshasa. Do you know that the feelings of the souls under your teeth are more painful than your own experience? If I kill you today , there is a suspicion of bullying the distant by the near, you go, if you do more unrighteousness, you will kill yourself!"

Shaka's small universe returned to a state of nothingness, and Akasha escaped from death, not daring to be rude anymore.She stumbled up, bowed to Shaka, thanked Shaka for not killing her, and then left the plateau stone tower with her remaining strength, disappearing into the brighter and brighter sky.

Looking at her slumped away figure, Mu secretly admired Sha Jia's methods.Akasha has been indulging in the darkness for too long, and cannot change it for a while, driving her into a hurry, she will only die with hatred.It's better to give her a chance to be grateful, and she will change her past mistakes when she meets her by chance.

Good friends thought of one place and smiled at each other.They were close in the past, but today, Sha Jia has found his faith, and Mu is sincerely happy for him.

"You don't even ask me what I'm here for, aren't you afraid that I'm here to take your life?"

Shaka stood up and patted the dust off his body.

"You won't, not to mention I'm injured now, wouldn't you be afraid of losing the reputation of the Virgo Shaka?"

Now it was Mu who sat down, and he endured the pain to finish reading this episode of Fu Mo Ji, holding on quite reluctantly.

"Fame is nothing but an illusion. I never worry about it. You don't seem to understand your situation."

Shaka stretched out his hand to support Mu, and led him into the stone pagoda.

"The Pope sent you here?"

The process was not smooth, but after returning, Mu finally stepped on the familiar floor and lay down relaxed.

"Well, it seems that you are quite clear. He asked me to find out your original intention, whether you want to be an enemy of Sanctuary."

Seeing that he was weak, Sha Jia straightened himself up a little, and turned to look for the water glass.

"What do you think?"

Mu watched curiously as he rummaged through boxes and cabinets, as if in his own backyard.

"If you go with that banshee, I'll kill you right away."

Mu sighed cautiously.

"Fortunately, she is not my favorite type. It seems that I can rest in peace."

"Your luck is bad, you offend people everywhere, who is it this time?"

"You heard it too, it seems to be an evil god in South America. If I remember correctly, I offended him a long time ago."

"The Feathered Serpent God Istab?"

"Ah."

"Yes, you killed twice, so it's strange not to come looking for you. I was in India at the time, and I was very surprised when I heard the news of your death. Since then, I have become more determined that the pain in the world is not worth nostalgia for."

"I don't even remember these things myself."

"What's the use of remembering? It will only increase your distress. When I entered meditation, I saw the past events of my many lives. This life came with a wish, and I have not fulfilled the promise of the year."

"Anyway, it's nice to see you again."

"Me too. In fact, I should have thought that you are the kind of stinky person who believes in something and is about to die to the end."

He gave Mu a lesson, and went out with a bucket.

"Really? I didn't realize it myself. You really are the man closest to God."

Shaka had already gone out, he closed his eyelids and muttered to himself.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the vast plateau is gradually warming up.Mu's injury is not serious, and he fought hard last night, all supported by his thoughts, because someone needed him.As soon as he returned to his own area, he was half relaxed, and with the help of his friends, he simply collapsed and even avoided pretending.

His senior brother is by no means an ordinary person, and the move of the star fragments is both accurate and ruthless.Cursed crystal fragments are embedded in the body, and the evil energy gradually spreads to the surrounding tissues.Bai's mental power comes from arrogance and resentment, all of which are negative energies, and the wound will worsen if it is not completely resolved.

Mu tried to operate the small universe, and when he walked to the injured shoulder, he was blocked by fragments of the evil crystal.He couldn't help but feel sorry for his fellow sect, this person is powerful, but his soul has fallen.Mu can also see that he is not satisfied under the command of the Feathered Serpent God, and he has not even gained basic trust.

"Stop trying to be brave, you can't deal with this curse in your current state."

Sha Jia brought clear water from the mountain stream and boiled it for Mu. He was no longer the aloof look he had when he subdued the devil.He was dressed plainly, with his slender body wrapped in a spacious patchwork garment, as if he were an ascetic.He helped his friends, did not hesitate to carry water to cook, and hurried in and out of the stone pagoda.

Mu suddenly recalled reading stories in Buddhist scriptures when he was young.There was a bhikkhu who had a bad temper and seldom paid attention to others. Later, he was seriously ill and became bedridden.Fellow practitioners disliked him for being filthy, but the World Honored One came to his couch in person, fetched water to wipe his body, begged for alms to feed him food, and the sick monks and other disciples were all influenced by the World Honored One.Shaka didn't speak much, he just followed the Buddha's teaching silently.

Mu's physical condition made it impossible for him to refuse Shaka's kindness. He accepted his help and was grateful for his kindness.After a simple meal, Shaka offered to help him heal his injuries.In his own words: "What else is there to say between you and me?"

The spiritual curse is knotted with the heart, and it is difficult to remove it from the outside world.Shaka explained the basic principles of meditation to Mu, and let him sink his mind into the endless void.In this way, the circulation of Qi veins is minimized, which can delay the spread of evil forces.

"Empty your mind, pay attention to the gap between two thoughts, and prolong the gap, the state in the middle is the state of concentration. You only need to enter the first meditation, and I can help you resolve the grievances left by the enemy .”

Mu Dalu's blood is born with spiritual power. Mu received Shi Ang's training since he was a child. Although the pain was unbearable, he could still calm down.Sha Jia knew his injury, and had never experienced meditation before, so it was very difficult to enter the first meditation.

"That's why there is no color in the air, no thoughts, no eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, fragrance, vision, even unconsciousness. There is no ignorance, and there is no end of ignorance. End. There is no suffering to destroy the way, no wisdom and no gain..."

The "emptiness" in the scriptures is the state of tranquility, the true colors of all things in the world.Seeing that his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, Shaka felt uneasy, and recited the "Prajna Bramita Heart Sutra"--Xuanzang lost his way in the desert on his way to the west, and when he was struggling on the line of life and death, the Bodhisattva specially taught him and saved him. The classic of life.

Mu is a talented person with a pure heart.The wisdom of the Buddha is all-encompassing and omnipotent. Shaka made a little mention, and he understood the mystery.Following Sha Jia's instructions, he focused on the two words and repeated them. Gradually, the space between the two words became infinite.

He broke away from the shackles of the physical body and soared across the mountains and rivers. This feeling is similar to the soul vision of the home planet in memory.Shaka saw that he was calm and smiling, as if he had entered meditation.He formed the mudra with his hands and entered the first jhana.The superposition of two pure spiritual powers broke through the limit that a living body can achieve.The pure light flows in the soul, and all the filth in the body is like an ice cube that melts in the scorching sun.

The soul cultivation method of the people on earth is passed on from the extraterrestrial civilization, so there is no discomfort. He drives away the darkness with his own light.After coming out of samadhi, he was still surrounded by unfettered Zen joy, as if he had returned to the embrace of his mother star.

"Shaka, I am grateful to you no matter what, there is no better way to get rid of the curse."

"It was your own kindness that saved you, and I was just helping you."

After the fragments were taken out, the blood flow speed of the wound accelerated instead.Shaka made a simple bandage and brought a blanket to cover him.

"No matter how strong the spirit is, the body must be able to support it. I have nothing to do, so I will accompany you for a few days, and I will be able to do business when I return to the Sanctuary in the future."

Mu looked around. A few days ago, there was a bold young man lying here. He didn't expect that he would be taken care of by others.Thinking of Seth, he felt sore, wondering how the boy is doing now.A holy fighter, saved by ordinary people, is still the young master of the enemy's family...

Thinking of this, he took out the ancient books unearthed from Ixiutoli and Maya and handed them to Shaka. He might be able to answer some doubts.Sha Jiashou was meditating not far away. He took the things Mu handed over and read them carefully.Those eyes, which were also closed tightly when walking, slowly opened, more transparent than the clear sky on the plateau.

"Where did you get it? This is the real thing. My own has long been lost in the long river of history."

He caressed the runes on the mask and sighed.

"This is the blessing that Patriarch Jamil gave you. After you died, he served Athena according to your will, and the oath is still in place today. The second one was given by me. It seems that you haven't left for India yet."

Mu scratched his hair, a little embarrassed.

"I was really careless. India in English is almost the same as Indian. I only thought about Maya, so I chased it to Mexico, and I was beaten badly..."

Shaka also laughed: "It turns out that you also made mistakes."

They are companions in adversity, and they are life and death friends. Mu does not intend to hide anything from Sha Jia, and even hopes to get his advice.He talked about what happened in these days, from Seth's search for the Jamil family, to the reunion with Shaka.Many bizarre experiences during this process were told to Sha Jia, only the part about Garen was withheld.He promised Garen that he would save a way back.

Shaka listened to him quietly while flipping through the ancient book - "Ixiutoria".Mu's breath is still weak, and he only picks the key points of a tortuous past.His voice was thin, with a cough or two now and then.

“Mu, what do you think now?”

"what?"

"In today's Earth, technology is changing with each passing day, space travel, genetic modification, and artificial intelligence are no longer fantasies."

Mu thought about it and smiled.

"It's nothing, it's still far from Ilysia."

"I think so too, as long as material and spiritual civilizations are not separated from the world, they will eventually perish. So what if our home planet is spiritually developed to the point where we can communicate with each other? The more prosperous the civilization, the faster and more thorough the destruction will come. .”

"It's all a choice of history. I just want to have a clear conscience, and I can only let it go if I can't change it."

What Shaka wanted to hear was not this, he disapproved and shook his head.

"I foresaw 1 years ago that a sage would be born in the middle of Jambudvipa. He would spread the teachings and guide us to transcend samsara and get rid of troubles forever. Since then, I have decided to follow him and find an eternal life for everyone. A safe place to live. The earth is not as good as Ilysia, and this is its advantage. Suffering can whip people to seek relief. You sacrificed your life to fight Istab, half of which was for me. Later, I had to leave the mainland. Before leaving Make a wish, when I receive the teaching of the World Honored One, I must find you and tell you the way to escape from reincarnation. This is my last life as a human being, and I will meet you again as I wish. Whether you accept it or not, I will advise you, Buddha Ming Dajue possesses all wisdom, as long as you believe in it.”

Mu chewed on Shaka's words, feeling complicated.

"Shaka, I have always trusted you, always have been, you are the prophet of our family. I believe everything you say, and you have demonstrated it to me, haven't you?"

"I'm going to nirvana soon, and we will never meet again in the form of sentient beings in samsara"

"Shaka, growing up this big is the happiest thing I've ever heard. I'm happy for you."

His tone is sincere, and every word comes from the heart.

Even if emotions and desires are eliminated, Shaka is still moved by this friendship and sincere blessings.He came here on a wish, and everything is the same as before, and his confidantes and friends are nothing more than that, always supporting each other's beliefs.Mountains and rivers are changeable, times change and stars move, and some people's obsessions remain unchanged.

"I still have a knot in my heart, Mu. Gathering all the power of the mother planet back then, Istab could only be trapped for 1 years. Since you have been reincarnated, he must have been born too, probably not a few years younger than you. "

The cruel feathered snake god Istab has silver hair and red eyes.Mu's heart skipped a beat and he thought of a possibility.he?How is it possible, he is a pure and harmless boy.

"You mentioned Mistress Mali just now. Sanctuary has been struggling with this woman recently. I have done some research and it is very likely that she is a priestess serving Istab. The main god descended into the world. According to you, it is most likely Where is it hidden?"

"Her son? If it were me, I would protect him. Speaking of which, I do feel the powerful small universe hidden in Seth's body. He doesn't know anything now, and he saved my life yesterday."

"That's it. His age and identity are too suspicious. As for the kindness you mentioned, how can there be any grievances in the world? It's not surprising that he will save you."

Mu Momo lay there. The brown-skinned boy had lived in the stone pagoda a few days ago. Yesterday they were still thinking about saving each other's lives, but in the blink of an eye they became irreconcilable enemies.With complicated emotions, he thought of Garen again.Will he encounter any accidents when he pursues this seemingly weak demon alone?

Seeing him in a daze, Sha Jia stopped talking, and looked out of the tower with a pair of blue eyes, Mu needed to rest.

"This is just a guess. There may be new clues after you restore your memory."

He continues to work on Mu's mask.

"When you are better, let's go to Ceylon."

"Anuradhapura in Sri Lanka?"

"Exactly, when Ashoka promoted Buddhism, he sent a batch of treasures to Ceylon, including Buddha's relics and Bayeux scriptures, among which were my blessings. I looked up at the Bodhi tree left by Buddha, and it turned into a strand of it. Green branch."

"Fortunately, I went to Mexico first, or I'm still wandering around the Indian peninsula."

"Each blessing is actually a seal. After opening, Ishutori's energy will emerge. When all four seals are opened, it will restore the ability it had 1 years ago. At that time, Mu, you must think Clear. It does contain the power to rival the gods, but wearing it means accepting the past and abandoning this life."

Mu stared blankly at the ceiling, in a trance.What is there in this life worthy of his nostalgia?Poverty, loneliness, intrigue, and inconsistency in the world.Is it the pride of a saint or the identity of a human being?He couldn't tell himself.

"At one time, the Buddha was in the country of Sravasti, and only the tree was given to the Lonely Garden. With the great monk and monk. Thousands of 250 people. All are great arhats. Everyone knows..."

Shaka's clear recitation sounded in the stone tower. He knew that his friend was in distress, so he expelled the group of demons for him.His voice is pure and innocent, ethereal and lofty, blending with the clean world of the plateau.The wisdom of the Lord Buddha is spread here, which is a kind of omnipotent wisdom and compassion that travels through time and space.

2.

If people are in a good mood, they will recover faster from injuries.Sha Jia and Mu don't talk much together, there is no need for redundant words between them.After Shi Ang passed away, Mu never felt the warmth of others. In fact, the days of following Shi Ang were more teaching than caring.

Shaka is used to a simple life, and the inconveniences of the plateau have no effect on him.He doesn't seem to be a golden saint who is high in the sanctuary. Taking care of the wounded is his job. This kind of mind is really admirable.

While Mu was recuperating, Shaka often discussed Buddhism with him, and occasionally talked about some trivial matters.Shaka is very interested in the crystal skull of the mistress. Crystal is a substance with a stable structure and memory, which can retain the soul.

Mu is noncommittal to this speculation, and that group of fanatical believers will surely reappear.What they are plotting is not just the sea route, or the domination of the underworld.They once hid very deeply, but now they dare to make waves in the world, they must rely on the power of the gods.

In a blink of an eye, the autumn wind blew, and it was the dry season when Mu and Shaka came to Sri Lanka. More than 1000 years ago, Master Fa Xian went to India to search for Vinaya at a rare age, and this was the last stop of his return to China.Ceylon is still a country where Buddhism is flourishing, and the warm sea breeze brings the scent of spices, dignified and distant.

Sha Jia and Mu are dressed simply, which fits the island's national style.Residents on the island believe in Buddhism. Shaka walked on the street, and there were many people who prostrated and joined hands.The White Pagoda of Anuradhapura still exists, and its ancient style is as old as the old. It stands on the sea and welcomes and sends away generations of pious believers.

Mu Zhongai's books include "Buddhist Kingdom". He admired the character of Master Faxian. He walked in his wandering footsteps and looked up at the Bodhi tree he worshiped with tears. He couldn't help feeling deeply moved.Throughout his life, he has experienced the coercion of force and the temptation of wealth and honor, and he has never wavered in the slightest.Now, inspired by the sages, I kneel under the bodhi tree and fold my hands together, praying for the safety of all beings.

The sunlight penetrates through the lush branches and leaves of the linden tree and sprinkles on the ground, leaving dense and mottled light spots.Thousands of years ago, the prince of the Shakya tribe became enlightened under the bodhi tree. He fought against demons, looked up at the stars, and realized the nature of dependent origin and emptiness.

Shaka also knelt down with Mu, bowed his head and worshiped, and the cycle of life and death was based on this.After worshiping the holy site, Shaka led the way to their destination, the ancient temple of Anuradhapura.The monks here knew Sha Jia, and when they saw him coming from afar, they greeted him and bowed to him for questioning.

"Master Shaka, you don't know that a heretic came here a few months ago, a yogi named Keshula. He claimed to be a Brahmin ascetic, and sat at the door of the Sutra Pavilion every day to prevent others from entering or leaving. He said, if there is no If the monks can convince him, he will take over here, including the monastery and the collection of Bayeux."

The implication is that none of the monks in the temple can do anything to get him.

After returning the salute, Shaka entered the inner courtyard. There have been disputes between heretics and Buddhism since ancient times. He didn't expect to meet one here. He still sounds like a master.Although Mu was not a Buddhist disciple, he was worried about Sha Jia's safety and followed him.Who knows if that person is the killer sent by Mistress Marie?He guarded the door and did not participate in the dispute between Shaka and Keshula.

The man named Kesura had a sallow complexion and a white hair band in the center of his bare head.He was sitting upright at the door of the Sutra-Depository Pavilion, with his eyes slightly open, and his breathing in and out was extremely slow. One could tell at a glance that he was a person with extremely high attainments in yoga.

Sha Jia met him, asked each other, and then cut to the chase.

"Monk, there are many collections here, and I don't think it's appropriate for you Buddhists to keep them."

"how do I say this?"

"There is an evil wind rising from the Pacific Ocean, and I hear the ocean cry. The poisonous hand of man has polluted the land, and now it will reach out to the sea. I will take over the temple on the Indian Ocean, and welcome a greater god to save the world."

"This place has been a sacred place for Buddhism since ancient times. If you have ideals, you can establish your own sect. As long as you don't hurt innocent people, what do you want me to do?"

Kesura shook his head.

"The spiritual energy here is the strongest. I will definitely take over here. If you don't accept it, you can compete with me."

"How do you want to compare? Braiding scriptures, or repelling force?"

"You and I are both practitioners. Fighting and killing are not suitable for our status. I will compete with you in three games, and I will win two out of three games. If I lose, I will leave here immediately, otherwise I will kill myself."

Shaka readily accepted.

"Very well, if I lose, I will never interfere in this matter again, and I will never set foot in Ceylon for the rest of my life."

"Very well, then let's compare classics, supernatural powers and mana."

Mu really wanted to speak out to stop it. The classic debate system in ancient India was extremely cruel. The losers often had to cut off their tongues and disappear from a sect completely.Sha Jia answered lightly, and Mu knew in his heart that if he was defeated, he would never be able to retreat completely.

Seeing that Mu's breathing was uncertain, Sha Jia guessed his intention and smiled to show his relief.Kesura, if he dares to challenge in the holy land of Buddhism, he must have something special.The two of them had already set their seats, and they made a gesture to start. Outside the gate of the courtyard, monks were piled up to watch the excitement. They stood neatly in several rows. Although there were so many people, they couldn't even hear a cough.

Keshula was the first to speak, and he spoke eloquently, citing scriptures and allusions, in Sanskrit.The Sanskrit in the classics has a long history, and from what Mu heard, except for a few words, he didn't understand the rest.He and Shaka had a question and answer debate.

Mu couldn't understand the content of the debate, and Shaka spoke at a steady pace. Just from his expression alone, he looked calm and composed, while beads of sweat gradually ooze from Keshula's forehead.The two of them were at each other's throats, spitting so much that they lost their voices.This debate started from the beginning of Pangu, and when it came to the collapse and explosion of the universe, obscure, blunt, and metaphysical, the onlookers were silent.It takes half a day to comprehend the content of half-knowledge into the ear, and the topic of the other party has already been far away.

People even forgot to eat when they heard it. In a blink of an eye, the sun was rising and the sun was setting.During this time, Mu visited the entire monastery alone, ate a piece of bread, drank two cups of boiled water, and helped the tourists find the lost child.

When he returned to the inner court, Keshula's defeat had already been revealed.The sweat on his body flowed down his skin like a waterfall.All around, only Shajia's eloquent pursuit was heard, but he did not make another sound.

The onlookers clasped their hands together and recited the Buddha's name. The neat voice was deafening, and Shaka won the first victory.Keshula was not annoyed when he was defeated, but instead paid tribute to Shaka, just like a master.

The two people who had been fighting fiercely all day did not intend to rest, they made gestures to each other, and started the second round - the competition of supernatural powers under the crowd's onlookers.When the Buddha was alive, he made a rule that Buddhist disciples are not allowed to show supernatural powers in front of everyone.

Mu Shun complied with Sha Jia's request and invited all the monks onlookers out of the inner courtyard, closed the gate and guarded outside.The group of monks who were locked outside the court were full of anxiety. They could not violate the teachings of the World Honored One. Seeing that Shaka's companions were also staying outside the door, they had no choice but to do so.

There was a loud sound in the inner courtyard, and lights of various colors continued.The people who were shut out of the door looked up with their necks raised.They stood on tiptoe, scrambling to spy on the miracles left by the Buddha.Sometimes sand and rocks fly, and sometimes golden spears and axes blare, like magical soldiers descending from the sky, and reborn beasts appear in the world.

Many of these monks knew Shaka, a young believer who often came to visit.They didn't expect that this person, who was unknown at such a young age, had actually received the Buddha's true teachings and was an unassuming master.The monks marveled inwardly, and felt at ease that they had paid respect to Shaka in their daily life and had never lost their manners.

Later, ghosts and gods from all walks of life appeared in the gate, and the eight divisions of heaven and dragon came to protect the dharma.Hearing Keshula's loud exclamation, the monks outside the door chanted the Buddha's name together, and Shaka won the second game.

The courtyard door opened, and Shaka was unscathed, winning two out of three rounds and no longer having to compete.Shaka saved the monastery for the monks, and the people standing at the door saluted him one after another. Shaka was not arrogant and respectfully returned the salute.

Keshula traveled all over the Indian peninsula without meeting any opponents, but today he was defeated by a young monk in Sri Lanka, and this monk was very young and unknown.He was rebellious for half his life and could not accept the ending of failure.

While talking with the monks on Shaka, he raised the knife in his hand and aimed at his carotid artery.If I fail, I will die if I don't leave!He raised his hand to chop, intending to commit suicide.The hand that was about to fall stopped in the air, unable to move.

Shaka turned his head when he heard the sound, saw Keshula's strange posture, then looked at Mu, and immediately guessed the whole story.The latter's pair of big eyes stared straight at Kesura's hand raised in mid-air, and the yogi's actions were restrained by the strength of his thoughts alone.

"I thought that there would be no need for a third match. Since you committed suicide, you must not be convinced."

After finishing speaking, he sat back to the position just now and burned the golden small universe.His power slowly releases continuous, unpredictable aura, showing the Buddha's inscrutable power of emptiness.Except for the yogi Keshula, even ordinary monks were stunned by Shaka's aura.

When he got here, he no longer wanted to commit suicide. Mu released Keshula's mind control, and his exhausted hand immediately dropped, and he didn't have the courage to raise it again.

"It's because I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and I met an expert. Master, I am convinced of you. Buddhist temples belong to monks. Keshula will never be an enemy of a Buddhist disciple in this life!"

"You didn't lose to me, you lost to yourself. The Buddha is not a god, he is an enlightened sentient being. According to the teachings of the Buddha, all sentient beings have Tathagatagarbha."

Kesura remained silent, his sallow complexion concealed his disappointment.

"I hope one day, I can witness what you said with my own eyes."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, dragged his tired body, and left slowly under the watchful eyes of the monks.His back is heavy.

"He has doubts in his heart, this person will convert to Buddhism sooner or later."

Shaka looked at his receding back. From ancient times to the present, the predictions of the prophets are rarely wrong.Mu suddenly remembered something, and called Ke Xiula loudly.

"Mr Kesura!"

Those who heard the shout stopped in place.

"Didn't you say that there is an evil spirit in the Pacific Ocean?"

He just stood there silently and didn't answer.

"Why don't you go and see for yourself? You have a sore on your hand, would you choose to heal it or chop it off?"

Kesura's back was stiff, he had no position to retaliate against Mu's lesson, and continued walking after a while until he disappeared from everyone's sight.

The monks thanked Shaka one after another. Seeing that he had brought friends and seemed to have something important to do, they left without disturbing him.

"It looks like you're going to be hungry today."

Mu stuck out his tongue, his eyes were vivid and bright.It was late, past the time for Buddhists to eat once a day.

Sha Jia sighed: "Yeah, anyway, it's not like I haven't been hungry for eight or ten days."

While laughing at himself, he opened the door of the Sutra Pavilion with a key.

Walking into the room, an old smell hits the face, as well as the special smell from books.How many years has it been since this place has not been opened?Mu was attracted by the many Bayeux scriptures on the bookshelf, and looked at them one by one. No wonder the patriarchs came here to learn scriptures after a narrow escape.He walked and read all the way, and the thick scriptures were covered with dust.

"Mu, come here, I found it."

Shaka's voice came from the innermost part of the room, and he took out a specially made Bayeux from a secret door.After opening it, there is a mask-shaped groove in the book, which is consistent with the shape of the stone platform in the stone tower underground palace.

That's right, that's it. Mu and Shaka looked at each other, feeling excited.Mu inserted Yixiu Toli into the groove in the scriptures, a golden ray of light made his eyes sting, and a golden rune appeared under the corner of the eye on the other side of the mask.

"Master of Continent Mu, I give you eternal blessings, life after life, cycle after cycle!"

Shaka whirled the golden words and read out its notes gently. It was the blessing left by him in his past life, and his silent heart stirred up ripples.The mask absorbed new energy, left the groove and floated above the scriptures.

Mu stretched out his hand, wanting to touch, he looked at Sha Jia, waiting for him to make a statement.Shaka took his hand, nodded, and the two put their hands on the mask together.The golden blessing belongs to the most glorious memory of Sha Jia and Mu, the most prosperous golden age of the Mu continent.

Gallon took Julian back to Greece. The young master knew nothing about the danger he was in. He only read from the newspaper that the private palace of the Kamenpus family was attacked by terrorists.Dozens of distinguished guests who came to attend the young master's birthday were missing and some were injured or injured.The media reported the incident extensively, but the mistress of the house lost contact, leaving only the housekeeper to dismiss the endless stream of reporters.Their unanimous voice is that they don't know.

Garen crossed his legs and laughed at the group of criminals while watching the news. They would be damned if they encountered a terrorist attack.Seeing that the shipping was blocked, the young master became more and more angry one after another. If he didn't care about it, he was afraid that the strange Sea Emperor would get on his body again.

He took care of his daily affairs, took only his clothes and simple luggage, and set out on the road lightly.There are many islands around the Phoenix Islands. He wandered among the islands in a small boat, and finally found an inhabited place, and asked the location of Queen of Death Island.

Kiruti, who received him, wore a tribal mask, and his upper body was covered in a tropical maritime climate.he saw Mu's