Chapter 208 The method of reincarnation?

Luoyang, southern suburbs, Jingnian Zen Temple.

Today's Nancheng, today's Luoyang, has become a paradise for monks.

Looking around, all you see are shiny bald heads.

Jingnian Zen Temple.

The main hall and the open space in front of it, which were originally open to believers, were now completely blocked.

In front of the hall, a huge platform had been built at some point.

On both sides and in front of the platform, there were densely packed old monks with burning eyes standing.

Further out, there were monk soldiers standing upright.

Looking up and across the platform, you can see individual figures.

The four great masters, such as Liaokong, the abbot of Jingnian Zen Temple, Daoxuan, Zhihui, Dixin and Jiaxiang, are among them.

It can be said that the person on the high platform at this time is the true leader of the Buddhist community of the Sui Dynasty.

It is no wonder that the monks below were so excited. Any one of the people on the platform at this moment would be a giant who could shake the Buddhist community of the Sui Dynasty with just one word.

But now they are gathered here. Such a grand event certainly makes the Buddhist disciples excited.

However, at this moment, the old monks on the platform did not look at the audience, nor did they look at each other.

Pairs of eyes filled with deep meaning and passion all fell on the same place.

That was the center of the platform, and there, sitting upright was a little monk with red lips and white teeth.

"Amitabha, the Buddha's will is concentrated and not dispersed, and the Buddha's light comes out from the top of the head. You are born with Buddha bones. You are indeed worthy of being called a son of Buddha." Daoxin clasped his hands together and spoke softly.

Hearing this, the little monk who was sitting cross-legged did not respond, and still kept his eyes closed and his head bowed.

Seeing this, Dao Xin's eyes were filled with even more praise.

But he didn't notice that the little monk, who was silently chanting with his head down, had the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"Amitabha, Venerable Daoxin is too kind to praise you."

A voice was heard nearby, it was Liaokong from Jingnian Zen Temple.

Anyone who is slightly familiar with the Jingnian Zen Temple knows that the abbot of the temple, Liaokong, has been practicing silent meditation for more than ten years.

However, his words did not cause any doubt.

Today, Tantric Buddhism has come to the East, and Buddhist disciples have appeared in the world, and the venue has been set up in the Jingnian Zen Temple.

In this situation, if Liaokong can still keep his mouth closed, then there must be something fishy going on.

"Amitabha, it is a blessing for Buddhism that a Buddha has appeared in the world. Why don't you let me take him back to Shaolin? Our sect is the leader of the Zen sect, and the name of our master Bodhidharma is known to the world."

"After the Buddhist disciple entered Shaolin, I personally led him to the Bodhidharma Cave to receive the inheritance of the ancestor. He will surely add another living Buddha to our Buddhist sect in the future." Daoxin spoke slowly.

But Liao Kong's face changed instantly.

"You are joking, sir. My Jingnian Zen Temple has its own heritage and can also support Xuanzang's growth."

But just as he finished speaking, another voice rang out beside him: "Master Liaokong is obsessed with appearances. Since the master is called a Buddhist disciple, he represents the entire Buddhist sect."

It was Emperor Xin of the Huayan Sect who spoke.

"And as far as I know, Xuanzang has not yet entered your Jingnian Zen Temple."

"Our Huayan Sect can also open up its inheritance and welcome Xuanzang into the Huayan Sect."

"Amitabha, I am from the Tiantai Sect as well." Zhihui on the side also spoke with a smile.

At this time, Lekong's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Amitabha, venerable ones, the Tantric sect is now coming with great force, and the most urgent task is how to deal with the Tantric sect."

Liaokong frowned and changed the subject.

Dao Xin smiled lightly and did not continue to pester her.

Of course, he was jealous of Xuanzang's qualifications, and he didn't want to see such a person join the Jingnian Zen Temple.

But Dao Xin did not act hastily.

It is indeed possible to achieve our goal by gathering the strength of the four sects and threatening the Jingnian Zen Temple.

But in his opinion, it is not the best way.

For a long time, the Shaolin where Daoxin was located had never adhered to the principle of charging into battle, but rather planning in secret.

Just like in order to suppress Jingzhai and Chanyuan, he secretly took in Shi Zhixuan and taught him Buddhist skills.

But he did not expect that Jingzhai would resort to the method of feeding the devil with his own body in order to deal with Shi Zhixuan. He did not expect that Shi Zhixuan, who was so talented, would fall to the tribulation of love.

So Daoxuan also had the same attitude towards the matter of Xuanzang.

After all, Xuanzang was not a disciple raised in the Zen temple, but was snatched away from other temples.

What Jingnian Zen Temple did, Shaolin naturally also did.

And what Liaokong said is correct, the most important thing at this time is indeed Tantra.

The Lotus Saint of the Nyingma school is no ordinary character.

If he started the dispute over Zen and Esoteric Buddhism.

Thinking of this, even though he was Bodhidharma's direct disciple, he couldn't help but feel solemn.

"Master Liaokong, as the host of this temple, you should not refuse to do what you should do regarding Tantric affairs." Daoxin said calmly.

Liaokong frowned again.

Of course he understood what Dao Xin meant.

When the dispute between Zen and Esoteric Buddhism breaks out, it is time for you, the Jingnian Zen Temple, to charge forward, so don't shrink back.

Moreover, he knew who Daoxin was referring to.

Although he, Liaokong, is the abbot of the Zen temple, even if he bursts out with all his strength, he can only fight like a grandmaster at best. Facing ordinary opponents, he is of course invincible.

But the one coming now is the founder of the Nyingma school, Padmasambhava.

Facing such an existence, he, Liao Kong, is definitely not good enough.

"Amitabha, rest assured, venerable sir, I have already met the founder of my sect."

Hearing this, several people around smiled. They were willing to hand over the task of hosting the Dharma Assembly to Jingnian Zen Temple. This was certainly due to Xuanzang, but more importantly, it was because of this.

Everyone is aware of the cruelty of the Zen and Esoteric Buddhism dispute.

Especially when facing an existence like Padmasambhava.

No one, no sect, is willing to be the first pioneer and let others profit.

Of course, Liaokong knew what Daoxin and the others were thinking.

But he had no choice but to accept it.

Jingnian Zen Temple is indeed quite famous in the martial arts world, but compared with the previous sects, it has inherent disadvantages.

If they want to become true Buddhist leaders, Xuanzang, the Buddhist, and this Dharma Assembly are extremely important to them.

So even though he knew it was dangerous, Liaokong had no choice but to go ahead.

“My venerable ones, the founder of our Zen temple will definitely take action, but there may be more than one Nyingma sect coming from the Tantric Buddhism, so…” Lekong said in a deep voice.

"Master, don't worry. If Lotus Saint really has companions, we will definitely not stand idly by." Several people spoke almost at the same time.

"Qinghui is late, please forgive me, masters."

A crisp sound was heard.

Liaokong's tense expression finally relaxed.

He raised his head and looked at Fan Qinghui in white who was walking towards him.

Facing Kong's gaze, Fan Qinghui nodded imperceptibly.

Seeing this, a smile finally appeared on Liaokong's face.

"Amitabha, it turns out that Master Fan is here." Daoxin looked at Fan Qinghui who walked to Kong's side, and the smile on his face became more obvious.

Fan Qinghui glanced at everyone in the room. Her expression was not as ugly as Liao Kong's. Instead, she smiled.

“Padma Bodhisattva, have you not arrived yet?”

Now all the people from the Buddhist sect of the Sui Dynasty who should be here have gathered.

Of course, the remaining hidden figures who may exist will not show up at this time.

After all, those people did not come for the Dharma Assembly, and it was impossible for them to show up before their target appeared.

"Amitabha."

Dao Xin clasped his hands together and smiled slightly.

"The Lotus Saint Bodhisattva is such a person, since he took the initiative to write to me, it is impossible for him to break his promise." "In my opinion, the Bodhisattva must have already arrived in Luoyang, and may have even arrived at the temple long ago."

Having said that, Dao Xin slowly stood up, clasped his hands together and bowed towards the void.

"I am Shaolin Daoxin, representing the Zen sect, the Buddhist sect of the Great Sui Dynasty, and the Buddhist sect of the Central Plains. I respectfully invite the Bodhisattva to appear."

As soon as the words came out, the first person to react was Lao Kong.

His already dark complexion became several shades darker.

You should know that this is the Jingnian Zen Temple, and the host of this Dharma Assembly is also him, Liaokong.

But at this time Dao Xin acted like a protagonist.

The other party is not even pretending. They want to use their Zen temple as cannon fodder and vanguard, but they are not even prepared to give them the benefits and bones they deserve.

"This is too much." Four big words appeared in Lekong's mind.

But before he could react.

A golden lotus platform suddenly appeared out of thin air.

On the lotus platform, the lotus petals slowly unfold, appearing to be in bloom.

And as the lotus blooms.

Endless Buddha's light also poured down.

All the eminent monks gathered in the venue, and the entire venue and the entire Luoyang were shrouded in Buddha's light.

The same golden color, the same Buddha light.

But there is no trend of integration at all.

The Buddha's light blooming from the lotus platform seems to be an existence in a higher dimension.

Feel the rays of Buddha's light.

All the monks, including the leader on the platform, felt a sense of peace and warmth.

The lotus blooms and the Buddha's light shines.

Everyone knew that the founder of the Nyingma school, Guru Padmasambhava, had arrived.

"I have seen the Padma Bodhisattva."

On the platform, everyone saluted at the same time.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young figure emerged from the lotus platform out of thin air.

"As expected of a disciple personally taught by Bodhidharma, not bad."

His eyes fell on Dao Xin and he spoke with a smile.

"Interesting, you actually once stepped into the land of immortals, but then fell down."

Padmasambhava looked at Daoxin's Dantian and raised his eyebrows slightly:
"What a pity! What a pity! If there is no chance to defy fate, you may not be able to make any further progress in this life."

As soon as these words were spoken, almost all eyes fell on Dao Xin.

Liaokong and Fan Qinghui were even more horrified.

At that time, the four great monks besieged Shi Zhixuan several times, but let the other party escape every time.

Of course, both Liaokong and Fan Qinghui knew that Daoxin had reservations.

But they didn't expect that this person had once fallen from the realm of a terrestrial immortal.

Besides being shocked, they were also wondering what had happened to cause this person to fall to such a low level.

When he heard Padmasambhava's voice, Daoxin's eyes, which had always been calm, showed violent fluctuations for the first time.

His pupils suddenly dilated and several images suddenly appeared in his eyes. It was obvious that he was thinking of something from the past.

"Amitabha."

After a long while, Dao Xin finally exhaled, "The Bodhisattva has good eyesight."

"Padma Bodhisattva, I suddenly received a letter and came to visit you. I wonder what it is about?"

Dao Xin had just said one sentence when Luo Kong stepped forward and spoke first.

It was obvious that he didn't want to see Dao Xin taking over his position.

Dao Xin smiled slightly, and did not speak again. He just silently took a step back and very readily gave the main seat to Le Kong.

"Good aptitude, is this what you call a Buddha?"

Lotus Saint did not respond, but looked at Xuanzang with a chuckle.

At this moment, the young Xuanzang also looked up.

When Xuanzang heard the word "son of Buddha" from the Lotus Saint's mouth, he instinctively raised his head and rolled his eyes.

Now, everyone on the platform, including those in the field, focused their attention on Padmasambhava in the air.

So except for the Lotus Saint in the air, no one saw the expression of this Buddhist.

The corners of Lotus Saint's mouth unconsciously raised up, and he looked at Xuanzang again before turning his eyes away.

At this time, Luo Kong below spoke again.

However, Lotus Saint ignored him completely.

Yes, he did write letters and visit on his own initiative, but those letters were never addressed to these people, let alone to Luo Kong.

No matter what his purpose is, given his identity.

These people in the field had no qualifications to have an equal dialogue with him from the beginning to the end.

He was kind to Jiumozhi because he was his junior.

The reason for cooperating with Gao Changsheng is because of his current strength and status.

He said a word to Daoxin, out of respect for Bodhidharma and the other party's past strength.

As for the others, haha.

Lotus Saint ignored the people below and turned to look into the void.

"I am a guest in the Tantric sect, so why don't you show yourself?"

This simple sentence made the people below feel startled at the same time.

Liao Kong's pupils shrank drastically.

However, Dao Xin, who had already retreated behind, did not show any surprise.

"Tap, tap, tap."

The words of Lotus Saint had just fallen.

Three loud noises were heard in the void, as if the sky was collapsing, or as if it were just the sound of simple footsteps.

The Lotus Sanctuary is on the right side of the lotus pedestal.

Two figures appeared at the same time, wearing white monk robes.

One was an elderly man with a haggard face, and the other was a young child who was no more than eighty or nine years old.

One old and one young, creating a strong visual impact.

Lotus Saint raised his eyebrows, looked at the two of them, and spoke softly:
"Tsongkhapa didn't come?"

Hearing Padmasambhava's voice, the old and the young bowed at the same time:
"Gendun Zhuba, Gelu Basang has seen the Bodhisattva, but my master is in retreat, so he was unable to come."

The two of them finished talking.

Everyone in the field also knew their origins at the first moment.

This is the founder of the Gelug school of Tibetan Buddhism.

Tsongkhapa mentioned by Padmasambhava is the founder of the Gelug school.

And the two people in front of him are not ordinary people.

Gendun Zhuba and Gele Basang are also called living Buddhas.

Moreover, unlike the resident Buddhas like Padmasambhava, it is said that the two of them created another unique secret technique.

The reincarnated spirit child sheds his old body and can not only inherit the cultivation of his previous life, but also realize the supreme Buddhahood in the cycle of reincarnations.

"Ningma, Gelug, and the rest..." Lekong murmured to himself.

Before he could finish his words, a figure appeared on the left side of Padmasambhava.

And from the monk's robe on him, one can tell his identity.

"Hua Jiao, this is the founder of the Sakya sect..."

(End of this chapter)