Chapter 30: The Age of the Dharma End (Part 1)

When so many things happened in the underworld in heaven and earth, Yi Tianxing's female disciple Mo Sha was not in Guiyuan Temple. At this time, she was in the west of the provincial capital, in the small Gaoyang county, staying with Zou Leilei's parents. This was the strict decree that Yi Tianxing gave before he went to heaven. If things were a bit too big, her only task was to go to Gaoyang county to save the lives of Teacher Zou and Fat Director - but the problem is that if even Guiyuan Temple becomes unsafe, which place in the world is safe?

A faint breath of fire was sprinkled out from her body in an invisible and indifferent way. Although it was dim, the breath was extremely pure. It rushed straight to the sky, rushed to the white clouds above her head, broke through the blue sky, and scattered into the vast universe. It was like a little spark on a rainy night, although it was swaying but never lost, giving the returnee who was moving forward in the dark storm.

Xiao Yizhu was floating away from the space at this time, and she still didn't know when she would find her way home.

Guiyuan Temple has been very strange these days. Although strange things have happened too many times in this temple, this time it always seems a bit unusual. First, the clear water in front of Cuiwei Pavilion has become turbid for some reason. There is no sand accumulation at the bottom of the water, but it is a bit turbid and yellow at this time, and it turns into a yellow spring. Then, the incense burner in front of the Main Hall has for some reason, for some reason, and the black gravel inside is scattered all over the ground. The thick bundles of incense naturally poured onto the bluestone floor, breaking into several pieces, which is a very ominous sign.

Although the Tiancao Robe appeared in shape because of the incident a few months ago, it did not flee into the air. It was just a cold and silent feeling emitted from the original site of the hut, just like countless hands. The robe pulled down. The source of these mysterious powers was naturally Zou Leilei, a woman who had an inexplicable origin like Yi Tianxing.

Because of this, Master Binku led the inner disciples of He Temple to stay outside the back garden for several months and kept praying for blessings. Instead, he did not notice these signs in the temple.

The ancestor was sitting coldly beside Zou Leilei. He lowered his head slightly, and his hazel hair seemed soft, but he seemed to dare not even blow the air in the back garden. After months of nothing happened, he saw that Bin was blind and inconvenient, so he asked him to go back.

Bin returned to the Zen room, groping with his eyes closed, and he had been blind for more than a year, but he still had not fully adapted to this kind of dark life. He wanted to touch the Guanyin Heart Sutra he had read since childhood to calm down his uneasy heart. Unexpectedly, he touched the thick book. With his eyes closed, he touched the edges of the book, and then touched the pages, and found that it was very smooth. He immediately knew what it was. He couldn't help but laugh.

This is the pornographic album left by the Dharma Protector in his meditation room? Binku smiled and stuffed the things in his hands back to their original place, but his heart felt a little sad - Yi Tianxing had been in heaven for two years, and in the past, many things have happened in the world. The immortals who came from the heavens died, Qin Linchuan died, and many people died, thinking... more people died in heaven - Binku thought about the situation when Yi Tianxing, who was still a naughty student, was bickering in this meditation room. For some reason, he did not have any sense of happiness as a memory, but just a faint sadness.

I thought that I guessed that he was the one who came to the sutra in this life, so I slowly led him to practice according to the Bodhisattva's instructions. I really don't know whether it is right or wrong.

Xuan thought of the old friend on Meiling, which was equivalent to indirectly dying under his hands. Bin sighed bitterly, and his wrinkled fingers began to grop in the corner of the Zen room, as if looking for some comfort for him.

Finally, I felt the familiarity that I could not be familiar with the Earth's Heart Sutra, only a few thin pages. I still remember that it was five or six years ago that a woman secretly donated money to print it.

"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the deep Prajna Paramita..." Bin Ku put his hand gently on the books, while chanting silently in his heart. Suddenly, he frowned. His eyes, which were already blind, showed great horror for no reason. The books in his hand fell down and rustled in the air.

From his hand fell to the ground, but only a foot away, the wind blew in the breeze. The Heart Sutra Book was like fragile pastry, shattering pieces and scattering in the air!

The scriptures are extremely sinister.

"Come!Come!Come!" Bin stood up and hit the corner of the table, but he ignored it and shouted wildly.

After a while, the little shaman and a few inner disciples came. Bin asked them to help him walk in Guiyuan Temple, looking around anxiously, but they could not see anything. But they always felt that there was something strange in the temple. He ordered his disciples around him to observe what was strange in the temple. It was not until this time that the monks in Guiyuan Temple discovered that there were so many strange signs in their temple.

Not only did the green and slightly turned into a yellow spring, but the fragrance was cut off. Even the extremely beautiful pavilion pillars that had been repaired in 1996 years began to peel off their patent skins, looking decayed.

When they walked to the back door of the main hall, the group walked in and happened to be facing the back of the Buddha statue. A small statue was enshrined here. It seemed casual, but it was the real lifeline of Guiyuan Temple for so many years - Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South China Sea.

Standing in front of the Bodhisattva statue, Monk Binku turned his head slightly, as if he didn't dare to ask, his lips trembled slightly, but he finally asked: "How is it?"

Several close disciples looked at each other and looked at the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva. They were extremely frightened, but they did not dare to answer the master's question.

"What's going on!" Bin shouted sternly, and when he saw no one answered, he couldn't help but sigh, returned to his usual kind appearance, and said lightly: "Is there any strange phenomenon?"

A disciple said boldly: "It's a little dirty."

There are people who wipe the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva with clean water every day. Even during this tense and no longer tense day, this lesson has not been lost. However, there is no reason for the Bodhisattva to appear on the face of today. I don’t know how the dirt is stained, like pus, or feces and urine. It is really indecent.

Bin sighed bitterly, walked forward carefully. He wiped it carefully with his sleeves, and finally wiped it clean, but he knew that things were definitely not as simple as it seemed. Indeed, although the face of the Bodhisattva statue was wiped clean, the red mole between the Bodhisattva's eyebrows and forehead that made people feel happy for some reason seemed to be bleeding.

Everyone left with their own serious thoughts. Just as they left, a stream of blood flowed out from the eyebrows of the statue of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!

"That's it." Bin knelt in front of the hut. He prostrated himself and said to his ancestor who was ecstatic in the broken wall, "The golden lacquer of the Buddha statue has also begun to fall off slowly, and the scriptures have all turned into ashes. All images of the disaster will appear today."

The ancestors just looked at the sky, as if there was a beautiful cassock floating there, and they snorted to show that they knew.

Seeing that his ancestors were not concerned, Bin didn't dare to say anything, he sighed and went to the stone arch outside the garden to recite scriptures and pray for blessings.

The ancestor suddenly said, "You all go away, five hundred miles away from here."

Bin didn't speak much, but just quietly ordered the monks in the temple to evacuate Guiyuan Temple.

Seeing that he didn't leave, the ancestor cursed: "You have a bitter face, get out too!"

Bin smiled slightly and sat down outside the yard."

"The Dharma-Ending Age." Bin smiled bitterly: "I also want to see what it looks like."

"The Dharma-Ending Age." The ancestor snorted coldly: "My family only knows that the yin energy under the butt is getting heavier and heavier. The accumulation of filth in the underworld has emerged from my family... below. All the Buddhist instruments in Guiyuan Temple are fake objects, so naturally they can't bear such filthy breath."

The ancestor knew that he could not drive away the pain, so he stopped paying attention and just tragically excavated. Suddenly he said, "It turns out that the aunt put me here as a plug."

"Things are true!"

Qin Zier and Chen Shuping, who were drinking tea in the alley outside the temple, suddenly felt a stir in their spiritual consciousness. They were pulled and floated into Guiyuan Temple. The ancestors smacked their lips. They looked at their disciples' wives who were sleeping beside them. After a little silence, they suddenly said, "That woman."

Qin Zier knelt down and saluted.

"In three days, all creatures such as fifty miles apart were removed." The ancestor said coldly.

This was an order, and Qin Zier could not have any intention of inquiring, but just honestly arranged the retreat in this peaceful and prosperous era.

When Chen Shuping saw her leaving, he was a few steps closer to the remains of the hut and whispered: "The Great Sage is ready to come out?"

The old monkey glanced at the sky and suddenly his voice seemed a little tired: "If the idiot apprentice of my family had arranged a good arrangement, it would probably take off the bracelet on my wrist in three days. By then, he would naturally go out." He was about to get rid of these five hundred years of suffering. For some reason, the earth-shaking big man had no joy in his words.

Chen Shuping was a little surprised and held up the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The old monkey was naturally lazy and said something to this guy, and just said lightly: "If my family leaves and the road is opened, who will block the Buddha light in the cassock above his head?" He suddenly patted the stone slabs beside him, and just patted them casually, and the stone slabs were all broken.

Chen Shuping didn't know what big thing was happening below, so he was a little stunned.

The old monkey suddenly looked at him and said coldly: "Don't you want to know where your master is?"

Uncle Chen's face tightened and bowed to the ground: "Please give me advice."

"If you hadn't felt the news your master handed over from below, you really wouldn't know that this was so troublesome." The old monkey took a breath of cold air, squashed his teeth, and made a sour voice, "Your master is in the underworld."

Uncle Chen was confused. He never expected that the young master would run to the underworld, but he thought that since that was the case, something big must have happened in the underworld... When he thought that the young master had less self-stormed, somehow, Chen Gougo felt anxious and kowtowed, "Please help the Great Sage."

The old monkey looked at him and said, "Let me first. The six realms of reincarnation are now locked up. Your master is now busy with this matter. If he is defeated, you will never be able to transcend the underworld at this time. Can you think clearly?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Shuping threw the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose aside and smiled and said, "Why do you have to think about it?"

A smile finally appeared on the old monkey's furry face. This was probably the first time in thousands of years that he had seen this slut dog. A thunder sounded, and a giant palm covered with green light appeared above Guiyuan Temple without any reason. It was already lying down and the earth-to-day cassock was sensation again, and it forced a little. With a loud bang, the giant palm slapped Chen Shuping's head.

Chen Shuping's body was suddenly hit into powder, and a clear light flashed by, and a certain dog's soul turned its back and forth toward the underworld, which might be in return.

The little green lion suddenly came out of the hem of the old ancestor's old cassock, tilted his head slightly, and whispered twice. Ordinary people may not understand what it was saying, but the old ancestor smiled expressionlessly and said, "If my family came out a thousand years ago, I would naturally not care about the life or death of the humans in this city, nor would I care about the number of creatures if my family escaped from the trap, and the Buddha's light entered the underworld, how many creatures would be killed... Even if these six realms of reincarnation are in chaos and the three realms are overturned, what should I care about my family?"

"As long as my family is happy and comfortable, so what if these fools die for hundreds of billions?" This began with a bit of cruelty in the past, but the ancestor turned his mind and sighed, "I don't know if he has lived in this temple for a long time, or has been fooled by the boy Yi and the girl beside him for a long time, so why has his heart become much softer."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ancestor picked up the green lion's right hind leg and threw it out casually.

Another green light flashed by, and the little green lion was wrapped in a ball of light. In an instant, it broke out from the cassock and turned into a stream of light. I don’t know which territory the ancestors threw it to this earth.

He stretched out his hand and brushed the fallen leaves that were provoked by Lei Lei's hair. The old guy looked at the little girl and pursed his lips: "The whole family is so busy that you are so busy. You are so lucky that you don't wake up." Then he said with a hint of excitement: "Even Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is bleeding. This situation is big and interesting."

Feeling the resentment and yin energy inside the underworld under his body became heavier and he frowned. He took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, revealing his furry arms inside. The ancestor moved his wrists, and the black gold bracelet on his wrist was sliding. He had not taken action seriously for more than a thousand years, and finally began to warm up and prepare to welcome his dear Master Di.
Chapter completed!