Chapter 182

The temple is full of Buddhist incense.

The Empress Dowager turned to face the statue of Buddha, stretched her palm to the shrine, touched a pinch of incense dust, gently pinched it, and the dust on the tip of her finger gradually fell.

"If there is a flame like that in this palace, let alone the ashes that can't catch fire and burn, even the clouds above the nine clouds and the Yin wind in hell can be completely burned out!"

The Empress Dowager gently rubbed her fingers, and her voice was full of sobs.

The abbot lowered his head and read the name of Buddha: "Amitabha."

"You really don't want it?" the Empress Dowager asked in a deep voice

The hall was ablaze with lights.

On the shrine in front of the statue of Buddha, there was a lamp made by mixing the fat of whale and dragon beast. It was very bright. The light shone on the abbot and made the gold thread embroidered on the cassock glowing. It was very solemn.

"Such a flame..."

The abbot suddenly raised his head, staring at the Buddha statue in front of him. His eyes were burning and he said, "who doesn't want it?"

"That's right," the Empress Dowager said with a smile

The abbot sighed: "monks don't lie. How can I tell lies in front of Buddha. The flame burst out of Chen xinglie's mansion is so powerful that I can't help but feel that the spirit is boiling hot and almost no fire will ignite. Such a flame, how mysterious. When the Buddha was young, before he became a Buddha, if he saw this flame tonight, he would inevitably be moved, not to mention the poor monk? "

When the abbot said this, he put his hands together.

"Good!"

The Empress Dowager nodded contentedly and said, "however, this matter..."

In the middle of this speech, the Empress Dowager stopped talking.

The abbot added: "this matter needs to be considered for a long time."

The Empress Dowager asked with a smile, "do you still care about Jie Bodhi, the most outstanding disciple of the next generation of Youming temple?"

The abbot shook his head and sighed, "I've read the Scripture, and I've given it to him. I have a clear conscience. Tell me what to do if you want to find the means of arson? "

The Empress Dowager said, "listen carefully to this palace..."

They were whispering.

However, not far away, in the courtyard of the forbidden area of the Imperial Palace, the speechless old eunuch held up a bronze mirror and saw their plans in their eyes. Although they could not hear the voices of the two people, they repeated all the words through lip language, with a vivid tone.

Half an hour later.

The discussion was over.

The Abbot turned away from the hall and flew toward the Youming temple.

Speechless hidden in the large array in the courtyard of the forbidden area, holding a bronze mirror in his hand, but his eyes were full of disappointment. He read: "I should have left so soon tonight, and I didn't stay for the night. Is this old bald donkey overworked and kidney deficiency these days?"

North corner of the imperial city.

Youming temple.

In the temple, the lights are dim, and the chanting of Sanskrit.

In the Mahavira hall, the Bodhisattva sits with his head down, and the red flame on his body is gradually extinguished. Along with the flame, the vitality of the Bodhisattva is moving towards the final stage of extinction.

Only the blood and flesh torn down by the Bodhisattva is still burning with flames. Only when the blood in the flesh and blood is completely consumed can the fire be extinguished.

"Amitabha..."

The abbot chanted the Buddha's name, and galloped from the air and fell into the hall. Chaojie Bodhi said, "I have tried my best."

The whole body of Jie Bodhi trembled. He looked up and looked at the Buddha statues in the hall. However, there was only a slight click between his neck. Obviously, his body was charred and could not raise his head.

"Don't worry about it."

With a sigh, the abbot took out a string of Buddhist beads from his sleeve and gently stirred it a few times. When he spoke again, what he read out of his mouth was already a mantra of passing away the dead.

Click

There was a sound of rotten wood collapsing from the Bodhi.

Nanming from the fire in this moment, rapidly extinguished.

The body of Jie Bodhi collapses and disintegrates into a mass of black smoke and falls rapidly. In the process of falling down, the smoke is burned by the afterglow of the fire of Nanming. Finally, there is no dust left. It is as if Jie Bodhi had never appeared in the martial arts world and walked cleanly

Only the burning flesh and blood in the Mahavira hall can be regarded as the relics left by the Bodhisattva.

The abbot gazed at the red flame, and his eyes became more and more bright.

"In the scriptures of my Buddha, there is a kind of flame called" karma fire ", but the color is different from this fire. The fire is as red as red and as bright as fire, but the karma fire of my Buddha is red with black in it..."

"What a fire

"If I can understand this kind of fire, I will fly to the upper world in a few years. With the fire in my hand, I will be able to settle down in the upper bound even if I am a master like a cloud!"

The abbot was hungry and thirsty in his heart, but on the surface he remained silent. He led all the people in the hall to chant the mantra of death and send off the Bodhi.Not long.

It's over.

The abbot glanced at the crowd and asked, "where is Bai GuZi?"

A monk replied, "for half a year, Bai GuZi has been studying Buddhist scriptures behind closed doors. It seems that he is closing his door, and he is closing his door to death, and he is practicing closed meditation..."

The Abbot's eyes sank and said, "there are so many dharmas, there are thousands of them. Why do you insist on this dharma? Go to find Bai GuZi quickly. I have something important to tell him to do. "

The monks took orders and left.

Bai GuZi soon came to the hall of Mahavira. He did not speak, but folded his hands and bowed to the Buddha in the hall. As for the abbot and other monks standing in the hall, Bai GuZi ignored it. It seemed that there were only Buddha statues in the hall, while others were all illusory things.

The abbot frowned and said, "don't practice this meditation."

Bai GuZi pursed his mouth and didn't speak, just shook his head.

As soon as the Abbot's sleeves swung, his cassock was hunting, and he said in a cold voice, "now, I'm in the Youming temple. It's time to employ people. What kind of closed mouth Zen do you practice? Do you know that just before you came to the hall, your younger martial brother had already driven a crane to the West

Bai GuZi's eyes trembled, and finally opened his mouth and said, "the elder martial brother Jie Bodhi has excellent talent. He has been practicing martial arts for a long time. His body is like a dragon. If he doesn't meet a land immortal, who can kill him?"

This opening, after half a year's practice of closed mouth meditation, broke the work.

But there was no regret in Bai GuZi's eyes. It was as if he had never practiced this Buddhist secret method. Since he had not practiced it, now that he has scattered his skills, he naturally doesn't feel a pity.

"You see."

The abbot pointed to the still burning flesh and blood, and said, "although jiebodhi has the cultivation of dragon realm, it is still fragile like a piece of paper in front of such a fire, and it can't extinguish the fire..."

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