Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the West

Moo!

Two moos echoed on the forest trail.

The breeze blew, and the grass and trees swayed and rustled.

Two old cows, one blue and one white, walked among the lush ancient trees, sometimes appearing and disappearing, sometimes passing through the forest, sometimes wading through the water, sometimes tasting the mountain grass, and sometimes drinking a sip of sweet spring water.

A wise man sat cross-legged on each of the two old cows.

The old Taoist in white rode the blue cow, and the monk in blue rode the white cow.

Everyone had a peaceful expression on his face, and his temperament was calm and composed, with a pure and comfortable atmosphere.

It was Taishang Laojun and Moyan.

They had been traveling in the West for three hundred years.

Although the Supreme Lord Laozi maintained the body of Laozi, he was both civil and martial in this life, with unparalleled wisdom. In addition to promoting doctrines and Taoist concepts, he also created the Taoist civil and martial arts method based on the "Tao Te Ching".

He even took the strengths of civil and martial arts and integrated them into the Taoist practice method, creating the first civil and martial Daluo method of the human race. Laozi also became the first civil and martial Daluo of the human race, breaking free from the shackles of life span.

Humanity also had its first Daluo method.

It was just because Laozi was the reincarnation of the Supreme Lord Laozi, so there was no big movement, and no magnificent vision.

Humanity has a record. After this hundred schools of thought are over, they will reward merits and bestow human merits.

Therefore, three hundred years 760 is nothing to Laozi. In these years, he and Mo Yan traveled all over the Western Land.

On the Snow Mountain, I saw the birth of a six-winged golden cicada, shaking off the rain from the snow peaks, spreading its wings and flying, making its first cry to the world.

At the foot of the Vulture Peak, I heard monks preaching. The golden palace was solemn and magnificent, with hundreds of monks listening attentively, and the Zen spirit was everywhere.

I stayed overnight in a small temple in the mountains and was entertained by an old monk in plain clothes. His monk robe was worn out and the roof tiles were worn out. There was only a volume of the Diamond Sutra and a clay Buddha statue in the temple, but he chanted scriptures day and night, and used green lamps and ancient Buddhas to entertain guests with only vegetarian meals.

I saw a young monk planting trees in an unknown barren mountain. The mountains were barren, with only a few scattered greens. The young monk lived in a reed house, planted trees during the day, and read scriptures at night. A hundred years later, Moyan and Taishang Laojun saw him again.

The young monk has become an old monk, and the barren mountain is full of vitality. The young monk suddenly realized during the tree planting process and was led to the Western Buddhist Kingdom to become a monk.

Three hundred years of spring and autumn, three hundred years of sun and moon.

Moyan and Taishang Laojun rode a cow through thousands of mountains and rivers.

I have seen the scenery of the desert with the long river setting and the silver-clad pear blossoms on thousands of trees.

I have seen the spring flowers and autumn fruits, and the sun and the moon in the sky.

Live in seclusion in the country of the Western people, teach in the caves of mountain monsters, kill evil people, and save good spirits.

I have traveled on the lake by boat and hiked on the mountain.

I was treated well by the common people and despised by the rich and powerful.

Walk all the way, enjoy the scenery, and feel all the way.

Three hundred years later, Laozi was satisfied and no longer coveted the scenery of the world. He turned into a Taoist and became one of the laws of humanity.

“Thank you for your companionship for three hundred years. If you have time in the future, you can come and visit me.Lead the palace, the old Taoist will definitely prepare the couch to welcome you and treat you well. ”

Taishang Laojun returned to his seat, smiled and nodded to Moyan, and then the blue cow under his feet became cloud and smoke, stepped up to the sky, and left with a loud smile.

This old cow was raised by him personally. Although it was an ordinary cow, it was naturally extraordinary when it followed Laozi, and awakened a trace of the blood of the flat-horned blue cow.

And the length of Taishang Laojun's descent to the world depends on how fast this blue cow becomes an immortal. The day when the latter becomes an immortal is the day when Laozi becomes a Taoist and Taishang returns.

As for why this is so, it is because this blue cow is the mount chosen by Taishang Laojun after he descended to the world. As for the flat-horned blue cow of the ancient heavenly demon god, it is the mount of the Taiqing Saint, not the Taishang mount.

Although the good corpse and the original body are one, sometimes they are a little different, so they must be distinguished.

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Send away After the death of Taishang Laojun, Moyan did not return to the temple, but rode a white bull and continued to walk in the Western Land.

For thousands of years, Buddhism has managed the Western Land in an orderly manner. In addition to the spread of faith in the Western Land, there are many people and other creatures who practice Buddhism and worship Buddhism, which is why there is such a magnificent scene today.

As Moyan's corpse, Sakyamuni naturally knew that the tide of humanity was coming, but he was clear-headed and did not rush to participate in it, but stabilized the basic situation first.

The West is the root of Buddhism!

Sakyamuni always knew this.

Although the predecessor of Buddhism was Western religion, and Western creatures highly respected Western religion, after the religion was transformed into Buddhism, it still needed to stabilize and promote Buddhist beliefs.

What's more, there are tens of billions of people in the West, and since the human race, Since the end of the Great Tribulation, the human race in the West has been prosperous until now. Two great emperors, Emperor Ku and Emperor Yu, emerged. The Great Xia Dynasty once built its capital here.

Xiqi had frequent exchanges with the human race in the West, and exchanged what they had. The Great Zhou Dynasty even set the imperial capital between the east and the west, and hundreds of princes of all sizes were scattered in the West.

Because of this, the human race in the West occupied a large part of the human race's fortune, and Buddhism would not give up.

As long as the faith of the human race in the West is well managed, Buddhism will be invincible in this tide of humanity.

The great masters of Buddhism have reincarnated in the West one after another. Most of them have devoted themselves to the human race, and a small part have devoted themselves to other creatures. In the countries of the West, a hundred schools of thought have also been set off. The masters of various branches of Buddhism took this opportunity to discuss the Dao openly. , fighting for the truth, and contributing to the evolution of humanity, they are also cultivating Buddhist beliefs and perfecting Buddhist doctrines.

One wise man after another was born in the Buddha country, one enlightened man after another rose in the market, and one monk after another preached in the temple.

Some of them are in the rivers and lakes, traveling around, taking root in the world, and taking root in the general public; some of them talk and preach Buddhist classics in the temple, expounding on the theory and thinking, and focusing on the powerful.

Western countries are also flourishing, colorful, and surging, filling the gaps in humanity and flowing into the long river of human civilization.

Looking at all this, Mo Yan is relieved.

The West is favored by humanity, which is the result of his and the Western powers' painstaking efforts.

If it weren't for the continuous revival of Western inspiration and the convenience of opening upThe gate took in all races in the Lich Age, provided them with shelter in the fight between liches and witches, and preserved the heritage for all races.

Before several disasters, he collected the torches of most races, and even faced the demon race, protecting the lives of hundreds of millions of human beings, which led to today's results.

Hundreds of years later, Moyan stopped.

Looking up at a certain direction in the west, the white bull turned forward.

Decades later, the white bull stopped.

Moyan got off the bull and turned into a lush bamboo forest, spreading around a bodhi tree. The wind blew the trees, the bamboo leaves rustled, and the fragrance of the grass and trees was fragrant, creating a unique and refreshing artistic conception.

A few days later, a monk in simple clothes came slowly from afar.