Chapter 295 Old God, Yin Xian
While Gu Qingyuan was watching, the old monk was also looking at him. Seeing that Gu Qingyuan's eyes were clear and he had no extramarital desires, he felt slightly relieved. But when he heard what he said, he was shocked.
"Donor Gu is born with a keen eye. His words are very accurate. I believe your cultivation level is far beyond that of this old monk. There is no need for any Dharma. Please go back!"
Gu Qingyuan smiled slightly, pulled over a cushion, and sat opposite the old monk: "Even if you don't want to learn the Dharma, we can still meet, chat for a while, and tell some interesting stories. The master is very knowledgeable about the Dharma, and you can't let me make a wasted trip!"
As he was speaking, a high-pitched female voice was heard from the back of the hall, and then it stopped abruptly. Then the monks' shouts were heard, and the female voice whimpered a few times and then died down.
Gu Qingyuan pretended not to hear and just looked at the old monk. The old monk also looked indifferent. He kept silent about why there was a woman in the temple and just sighed.
"Since the donor is in such a good mood, I will just say a few words. I wonder what the donor wants to know?"
"Mr. Gu wants to know what kind of Buddha this is and what kind of Dharma this is." said Gu Qingyuan.
The old monk turned around again, exchanged glances with Gu Qingyuan, and looked at the three big Buddhas: "Since you want to know, I will tell you a little bit. But if you know too much, you can't turn back."
Without waiting for Gu Qingyuan to respond, he spoke on his own: "The Buddha worshipped in my Guandao Temple is called the Great Desire Heaven Buddha, who resides in the Immortal Realm of No Birth Heaven. He is a trinity, and below him are the Giving Bodhisattva, the Decayed Body Arhat, and the Heavenly Goddess of Bliss, who live together with countless celestial beings."
As the old monk spoke, with every word a strange vision appeared. A black shadow beneath him rolled, baring fangs and brandishing claws, flesh and blood grew, limbs appeared everywhere, and bloody tears appeared in his dry eyes. An evil-faced goddess appeared through the shadow.
He coughed dryly, and all the strange visions disappeared, returning to his appearance as an old monk with white bones: "Such a sacred immortal, mentioning his honorable name will be eroded by his power, so what I just mentioned is not his real name, but a pseudonym created by later generations, a false name, but over the years, that false name has also been tainted with a trace of immortal power, and all kinds of illusory visions appear when reciting it.
Such holiness is a catastrophe for all living beings. Even if they have no ill will towards mortals, their mere existence is enough to drive all living beings crazy. "
"In addition to the Buddha, there are also immortals worshipped by various branches and lineages. People like this are all called Yin Immortals, and they are also the ultimate vision pursued by cultivators."
Gu Qingyuan looked at the old monk, with those divine names churning in his heart. Then a subtle strange force came through, but was washed away again and again by his magic power, until it was completely eliminated, leaving only a trace of Taoist essence.
The old monk spoke again: "My Buddha passed down the true Dharma, which is called the Three Views. The first is the view of flesh and blood, which makes the flesh and blood flourish and stimulates the supernatural. The second is the view of bones, which makes the body decay and only the skeleton remains. The third is the view of impurities, which eliminates the clear and bright, and accepts the turbid and dirty, and each of them can achieve supernatural powers."
Gu Qingyuan lowered his head and pondered, but it was not because of the old monk's words. Since the two of them looked at each other just now, the old monk's memory had been taken away unknowingly.
When Gu Qingyuan looked up again, the old monk was about to speak, but he was suddenly startled, lowered his head and chest, and froze.
The three Buddhas on top of the head suddenly moved strangely. They stood up in various postures, looked at each other in confusion, and suddenly collapsed into a ball.
Then the flesh and blood spread to the ground, beams, and walls of the hall. The temple looked like a cave of flesh and blood. Various bright red textures covered the sky and earth, with densely packed holes inside. Blood was flowing, and the fishy and foul smell filled the air.
A pile of bones suddenly appeared from the ground of flesh and blood, and they were pieced together randomly to form a white skeleton human shape, with flesh and blood tumbling and covering the white bones. Countless horseflies flew out from the infinite void, crowding around the white bones and flesh and blood, and transformed into a red skin, becoming a giant Buddha of flesh and blood. The filthy Buddha was actually the Buddha of the Great Desire Heaven who had come to the world.
Gu Qingyuan was unmoved by the strange scene in front of him. The flesh-and-blood Buddha looked at Gu Qingyuan with empty eyes, clasped his hands together, bowed his head and chanted. Although there was no Buddhist chanting, there were countless praises in the void. Although there was compassion on his face, there was infinite malice all over his body. He was free and self-reliant, and he chanted the Sanskrit sound of asking for life.
As the Sanskrit sound came out, the flesh and blood began to move strangely, clinging to Gu Qingyuan and turning into a surging sea of flesh and blood, wanting to devour him and become one with him.
"How can the Buddha be so ignorant of etiquette? He must have been beaten too few times!"
Gu Qingyuan said softly, and suddenly a ray of light broke through the sea of flesh and blood, as if the sun was shining across the sky, no, it was as if the sun was descending.
A black sun wrapped with black fire and golden flames slowly fell from the sky, burning a big hole in the sea of flesh and blood. Countless stench was swept away, and even the big flesh and blood Buddha was burned and dried, leaving only a small part of flesh and blood and the inner skeleton.
The big Buddha was startled and inserted his hands into his chest, creating a huge hole in the void. Blood and bones flowed into the hole.
"The Buddha comes and goes as he pleases. This is too disrespectful to Gu."
Gu Qingyuan stretched out his hand and a bird chirped. A three-legged divine bird flew out from the dark sun, spread its wings, and soared into the sky. In an instant, it arrived on top of the Buddha's head.
The bird's claws reached out and pierced into the Buddha's head. It flapped its wings and with a snap, the head and body broke off. The Golden Crow had lifted up the Buddha's head, and the rest of the body was scattered limply on the ground.
Gu Qingyuan didn't care about the big Buddha with its head cut off to survive. It was just an incarnation sent down by the Great Desire God through the thoughts of his believers. It was abducted here by him. As long as he didn't let it return to the fairyland, the Great Desire God would not be able to catch him.
Just now, the three-legged golden crow clawed down, and black flames were injected into the flesh and blood. The giant Buddha of flesh and blood wanted to devour Gu Qingyuan, but Gu Qingyuan wanted to rob him of his immortality. Compared with the devouring magic, he was not inferior to the flesh and blood Buddha. It was not certain who would devour whom. Daluyutian had to give up this clone!
The Buddha's head turned into black ash in Gu Qingyuan's hands. At the same time, the information hidden in the flesh and blood was also classified by Gu Qingyuan.
He was silent for a moment. The water in this world was deeper and more interesting than he had imagined. It allowed him to understand some more mysterious information, such as the origin of heaven and earth.
According to legend, when the world was in chaos, there was no heaven and earth, only the sacred heaven and earth, formed by one Qi. It was the source of all laws and paths, and was the ancestor of heaven and earth. It was called Qizu Taichu Wandao Tianzun.
The chaos was unclear, and Wandao Tianzun was sleeping in it. He seemed to have a dream. In the dream, he created the world, cut through the Dao and formed a world. Later, all the spirits in the world and all the strange creatures from all sides gave rise to it.
Under the Heavenly Venerable are three great gods, namely the Goddess of Xuanshan, the Infinite Ancestor of All Life, the Infinite Silver Gate, the God of All Void, and the Heavenly Venerable of Mercy and Savior, who have all the shapes and forms and are compassionate and free from suffering. Countless gods have also been derived from them.
The three great gods, along with countless subordinate gods, became invisible and intangible bodies, transformed into Taoism and left to live in the upper world. The upper world was called the fairyland, and the gods were called the old gods. From then on, the two worlds were divided.
All living things coexist with the weirdness and struggle to survive. The ancient ancestors worshipped the sacred and figured out a set of practices. They took advantage of the situation and ascended to become immortals, called Yin immortals. They seized some of the power of the old gods, and the struggle between immortals and gods began. The two were entangled and polluted each other, and each one was neither human, neither ghost nor god.
"Okay, okay, let's play it this way, right? Just by hearing those names of gods, we know what kind of ghost it is. It's no wonder that it has infected the world and given rise to weird things."
Gu Qingyuan sorted out the information. He could hear the old monk's slow and leisurely voice. There was nothing unusual about the beams of the temple, as if everything was an illusion.
(End of this chapter)