Chapter 304 Heaven and Earth Calamity
Practice world.
The head of the Buddhist sect, the Daleiyin Buddhist Sect, is not as imposing as the former Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain. It is just a few emerald green hills, and there are quaint temples on the mountains. There are no incense and no golden Buddha in the temples.
Only the faint sound of the Buddha's voice, the sound of wooden fish, is quiet and peaceful.
Da Leiyin Buddhist Sect was created by the Red Buddha Master. The road he walks does not rely on incense, but emphasizes first cultivating one's own mind, precepts, tranquility and wisdom.
Before he was ordained and entered Buddhism, Du Can couldn't tell the difference between monks? I thought that all monks had to eat offerings from ordinary people, otherwise they would not be able to survive, even the Buddhist sect with the Great Thunder Sound attached to them would also eat offerings.
Ask him to say that a true Buddha should not ask for wealth from the people.
Later he realized that nothing can be generalized, and the monks of the Daleiyin Buddhist sect do eat offerings from ordinary people. Because not all monks are extraordinary and refined, those who practice Buddhism need a lot of people.
Da Leiyin Buddhist Sect is not a specific sect, it is more like a concept. As long as you agree with and practice this concept, you can call yourself the Great Leiyin Buddhist Sect
Although things are what I need, I am not greedy or robbed.
The monks of the Daleiyin Buddhist Sect do not accept money, do not accept superfluous things, and do not take the initiative to rob. As far as how much money the monks of the Great Leiyin Buddhist Sect have in their pockets, it is probably no more than a few mouthfuls of dry rice. To say no, but it does benefit the people of the world.
Good and evil are not divided into categories, good and bad need to be examined in every aspect.
Watan finished his day's homework and walked on the bluestone road of the temple. Suddenly there was a strong wind, and the majestic torrential rain fell from the sky, hitting the tiles with a crisp sound.
He slightly propped up his mana, and the rain turned into a water curtain and enveloped him.
"Amitabha, it rains heavily twice in three days, and the common people will suffer again."
Du Can began to consider whether he should go down the mountain again in the near future. Given the amount of recent rain, floods will inevitably break out if this continues. At that time, the power of mortals will be hard to resist, and monks may not be able to arrive in time.
After all, even they have time to rest and practice. It is impossible to guard mortals day and night, and it is impossible to completely shelter everyone in the world.
Immortals dare not say that there will be no disasters in the world, let alone them?
Of course, if one can be saved, it is a one-off. Congratulations if one is saved, and no need to blame oneself if one cannot be saved.
Du Can continued to move forward along the road, stepping on the water without a trace, and soon came to the Great Thunder Sound Hall. The treasure hall stands on the top of the mountain, with red walls and yellow tiles, it is a rare building.
Outside the Daleiyinbao Hall, through the open door and the rain that kept falling, a few figures were vaguely seen standing inside, and the sound of fierce quarrel came from inside.
"True Buddha status! The suzerain master must not be lost, and will never be regained."
"Linzijue, this is not the so-called Linzijue at all, it is the position of great wisdom, the position of the World Honored One! The ancient sages couldn't find it, and the ancient sage kings had only one."
"All ways are the way of all Buddhas. All kinds of things are the roots of all living beings. That is, relying on all kinds of laws in the body and mind, and understanding the principle of ultimate emptiness. The next one is the wisdom heart."
"Great opportunity, a great opportunity that has never been seen in the ages, why are you still holding back? As long as you become a Buddha, you can cross the world."
"Master?" Du Can called out, the voice inside stopped instantly, and those vague figures suddenly froze.
For a long time, there was no response from the palace.
He called again: "Master, are you in there?"
Still no one answered, but the blurry figures still existed.
"Master, I'm coming in."
Du Can walked into the palace under the heavy rain, the scene in front of him became blurred for some reason, and the magic power in his body lost his control. The moment he stepped into the treasure hall, his mana was restored.
Water droplets dripped on the wooden board and seeped into the gaps.
Du Can breathed out the cold air, only to see the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp hidden in the darkness, and his master sitting in the candlelight with a peaceful face.
As usual, he asked, "Du Can, have you finished your homework today?"
Du Can replied with a sigh of relief: "Reporting to Master, all the homework has been done. By the way, I seem to have heard a quarrel here just now, Master, who are you arguing with?"
Dushi just shook his head slightly, without explaining too much.
Instead, he continued to ask: "Du Can, I am almost 2,000 years old as a teacher, and the life span of a Huashen should be dying soon..."
Before he finished speaking, Du Can's expression changed drastically, and he said, "You... you are going to die? What should I do? What should I do? This... this, right! Let's go ask the immortal, he has great powers, and he will definitely be able to do it .”
For so many years, Dushi has been like a teacher and a father to him. The word "master" in the practice world is often more important than the biological father. One is the grace of teaching, and the other is the long-term company and care.
Both are not what the biological father can give, and they have been accompanied for a hundred years by the law of transcending the mundane world. Even raising animals can develop feelings, let alone a master who gets along day and night.
"Du Can't practice until he can't get home. All appearances are illusory. Why should we live and die?" There was a slight smile on the corner of Du Shi's mouth, which seemed very free and easy.
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On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, heavy rain fell and the floods continued.
Du Can just came back from disaster relief, looked at the torrential rain in the sky, sighed deeply, and said, "Amitabha, when will the flood be calm?"
In recent years, it can be said that there have been many disasters and disasters. Floods have occurred again and again, and all places that rely on water have been submerged, and a large amount of fertile farmland has been washed away. Now the powerful Buddhists and Taoists of the Moon Palace have begun to gather together to discuss how to deal with the famine next year.
Kyushu has no harvest this year, and the next year will inevitably be a famine. Relying on the surplus grain from previous years' harvest, it may be able to support it for a while, but if the heavy rain continues, it will be useless if the spring seedlings cannot be planted.
Even if a monk has the ability to move mountains and fill seas, he cannot feed the whole world out of thin air.
It is said that the torrential rain was caused by changes in the sky and the earth, not man-made, so even living immortals can't solve it, at least they can't stop the rain in Kyushu.
"Master, Daoist Qingxuan invites you to go to the Moon Palace to discuss matters."
"Master?"
Du Can didn't get a reply after a long time, and opened the door slightly. In the past, he would definitely not have done this, but in recent years, the master has become more and more lethargic.
It is said that practicing a sleeping arhat technique can prolong life, concentrate the mind and quiet the soul. This kind of practice is not afraid of interruption, but afraid of no one to wake it up.
Just as the door opened a gap, there were dazzling quarrels in the void.
In the Great Thunder Sound Palace, the candlelight reflected a series of human figures pasted on the door curtain. Some people laughed, some were furious, some were sad, and some were calm.
Everyone has exactly the same face as the master.
…
The screen freezes.
Du Can looked at the still memory, still feeling strange, he didn't even have the slightest impression.
"I remember the flood, but I don't remember seeing the master. Wait, I have already notified the master."
Thoughts flashed quickly, driving the surrounding memories, moving forward or backward, one after another picture flashed in the void. The memory mobilized by Du Can is different from Li Yi, and he has no memory of going to see Du Shi in private at all.
It seems that since that time, I have always met my master in public, which is a bit strange in terms of the relationship between the master and the apprentice.
Teachers, preaching and teaching karma to solve doubts.
Du Shi often teaches Du Can. When there are public explanations of the scriptures, the teaching is more private one-on-one.
"Your memory has been tampered with."
Li Yi tapped the void, and was reorganized by the shredded memory.
There is no way to completely delete the memory of a person, especially the memory of a monk because it involves three souls and six souls. If deleting too much will hurt the soul, the safest way is to tamper with it.
The memory that was finally tampered with came into everyone's eyes. Dushi sat cross-legged under the ancient Buddha with a green lamp, and the candlelight reflected on his body into three people.
One person is greedy, one is angry, and the other is ignorance.
The corners of the picture are slightly distorted, and the surrounding space is affected by some unknown force, making it chaotic.
"Gone?"
"That's all, you probably fainted."
The picture flowed again, the rainstorm stopped, the life-saving returned to normal, and the Great Leiyin Buddhist Sect began to organize to prepare for the famine in the coming year.
Because of this normality, no one noticed the abnormality of Toshi's death back then. If a person dies at the right age and has not shown any abnormalities before, it is very difficult to raise doubts.
Li Yi's fingers fluctuated slightly, and the memory flashed quickly with his fingertips. Those present are not ordinary people, and even the quickest memory can have a panoramic view.
The memories of the next three years are very numerous and complicated. He didn't practice meditation in his life, and he was almost on the way to rescue disasters.
Seeing this memory, Li Yi couldn't help but said: "Catastrophe, flood and drought."
"Senior Immortal, what is a catastrophe, flood and drought?" Qiong Yu asked curiously.
Li Yi replied: "Floods and droughts are as their name implies. Floods first, then droughts, affecting the entire Kyushu and even the ancient sacred mountains. In the first three years, there were continuous torrential rains and monthly floods, which washed away an unknown amount of fertile soil. The next seven years Continuous severe drought, just"
There is a law in the world of Kyushu, three years is a bump and seven years is a calamity. There will be a minor disaster every three years, and a major disaster every seven years.
If the dynasty is at its peak, not many people will die even in a catastrophe. In the age of Immortal Dao, monks assisted, and many disasters were contained.
But the catastrophe flood and drought far surpassed all recorded disasters, it is not as good as the flooding of the Tao River, and it can last longer. Li Changsheng once went to the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea to consult the Dragon King, and finally came to the conclusion that there is nothing that can be done to change the world.
This is like a modern typhoon, which is difficult for modern civilization to stop.
Qiong Yu said: "It turns out that there will be floods in the age of immortality, and we also had a flood at that time. The whole world was washed away, and many mortals hid in my house."
"Every time the laws of the world change, there will be earth-shaking changes. Some people call it the calamity of the world. At first, it was just some natural disasters affecting ordinary creatures, and later even monks would be involved."
Li Yi frowned, and said: "I read some ancient books about the calamity of heaven and earth, and there were speculations at the time, but the changes were too slight."
"It may be a precursor. One of my sisters said that the calamity of heaven and earth does not happen overnight, and it takes a long time to brew."
Qiong Yu is not smart enough as a person, but as a clear spirit of heaven and earth, she is quite well-informed. She can't remember such insignificant things, but the big things are absolutely unambiguous.
Having lived for tens of thousands of years, she can intuitively feel the changes in the world. It just so happens that Qiong Yu experienced a small amount of calamity.
The scale is probably the same as that of Dayu's flood control in modern legends.
"There are twelve clubs in one yuan, and each club should be 1800 years old. One yuan club is 129,600 years old. I don't know if the sisters are real or not? Just forget the length of Chuanhe, at most two yuan meeting."
Li Yi frowned, and more thoughts came to his heart. Thinking back on things that I couldn't figure out before, there seems to be such a clue.
It's like reincarnation. If he goes back to that time, he might be able to find clues based on his current cultivation.
Catastrophic floods and droughts may be a little breeze before the waves rise. After all, the changes in the laws at that time were still relatively slight, and they were not really to the extent of earth-shaking.
"Xiao Qiongyu, how long will the small amount of calamity be brewing?"
"100 years or so."
"How about measuring calamity that day?"
"I don't know about this, but I heard from an old heaven and earth Qingling that it will take at least 1,000 years. I don't know the details, because no one can get through it, and we just get the residual Taoism from the world. So you can get a glimpse of the leopard."
Li Yi no longer asked, and continued to fluctuate his memory.
The catastrophic flood and drought lasted for a hundred years, and peace was restored to Jiuzhou after that. But after that, various natural disasters also occurred in other places in the world, until I retreated.
In other words, he chose to die because the disaster stopped.
The following memories are repeated all the time, every time Du Can finds that something is wrong with Dushi, he will pass out, often only seeing pictures of similar memories with minor differences.
The monk sat dryly in front of the ancient Buddha, and a ray of setting sun shone on the three of them.
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The spiritual platform for crossing the world.
The official soul search team entered it without any pollution. The power of the four Tianhua monks enveloped them, allowing them to temporarily have the power of the Jindan stage.
This feeling turns them on.
The temporary Golden Core stage power will be of great help to their future breakthroughs.
Everyone did not forget their own work, had a brief exchange, and then began to work.
"The time is probably after Moyuan, that is, after the immortal limit. Although this time is the cooperation of the master and the elderly, we don't need to be as careful as before, but don't watch what you shouldn't."
"yes."
"A group of three, a group of quick reading memory, don't write it down or your brain will explode, just pick out the memories that can't be connected."
The red-headed document sent to them by the government has clearly explained the situation and the requirements of the town and state level.
Check memory for abnormalities.
As a Living Buddha, Master Dushi has abnormal memories, which is very simple, that is, evil without reason, such as killing people for no reason.
In this way, you only need to watch the memory quickly like watching a movie. Once there is a memory of extremely violent mood swings, it may be an abnormal point.
The captain turned and ordered: "The second group is responsible for carefully checking the abnormal points, and recording every fragment, so there is no need to analyze and report later."
"yes."
"The operation has begun, and if you find anything abnormal in yourself, exit immediately."
"yes."
Everyone is in a group of three, their breaths are integrated into one, and they bear the memory of the power of transforming gods together.
Rather than searching for soul memory, their method is more like the modern imaging method that has been explored through many experiments. They don't get memories, they just see them.
In this way, the burden on the soul will be greatly relieved.
【After Hou Moyuan, the immortals realized that the chaos in the world lies in the fact that no one is in charge, so the three sects of Buddhism and Taoism in the Liyue Palace rule the world, which is called one palace and two sects by outsiders】
【Lingku, jointly managed by one palace and two sects, wins over the wealth of the world and gives back to the people of the world. There is a tendency to be greedy for ink, and every year some people lose their spirits and souls, but the spirit storehouse can be filled with spirit stones. Immortals think that all monks in the world get what they need, and the spiritual energy of Lingshi means what they need and not greedy for too much]
【It’s okay for reason, but not for emotion. There are many people who are dissatisfied, and the higher the level of cultivation, the more people are dissatisfied, so more people go overseas. 】
【The three-thousand-year Guanghan Banquet of Immortals, he said: The world is the world of the people in the world, not the world of me alone. But the peace of Kyushu hangs in the hands of the immortal alone]
【It is strength, it is virtue, those who have only one item have it, and those who have both have no】
【Immortal four thousand years, catastrophic floods and droughts. 】
The three people in the first group suddenly opened their eyes at the same time, and looked at each other, and they could read the surprise and disbelief in each other's eyes.
"Three thousand years? Four thousand years?"
Isn’t Huashen only 2,500 years old?
(end of this chapter)