Chapter 651

More than a thousand years ago, the current Imperial Preceptor, Huiguo Monk, played a game with his heirs while they were sipping tea and admiring the flowers. The nature of this game was a little like how ancient scholars would play pitch-pot or recite poems when they were in the mood to drink. However, Huiguo Monk and the others had attracted a successor from a thousand years later.

The monk went straight to the point and stated his purpose for coming here.

He wanted to borrow the cultivation of the Grandmasters' Dharmakaya. At the same time, he wanted to borrow the destiny of the Azure Dragon Temple!

At that moment, cherry blossoms were falling in the Azure Dragon Temple. The scenery was very pleasant. The falling cherry blossoms combined with the ancient Zen sounds of the Azure Dragon Temple, giving people a dreamy and illusory feeling.

Looking at the excited disciples under him, Monk Hui Guo smiled and asked faintly, "Why are you so excited?"

"Are these cherry blossoms beautiful?"

Huiguo Monk's question was like a question that suddenly appeared in the middle of a battle between two armies and asked, "What are we eating for dinner tonight?"

However, because of Huiguo Monk's identity as their master, the disciples immediately stopped talking. After all, their master was here. Everything should be decided by him. Moreover, they also began to wonder why their master suddenly asked about the cherry blossoms.

The Buddhists liked to talk wittily and liked the feeling of "not understanding it". In fact, every religion needed a layer of mystery to give the believers outside a hazy impression. This was just like how the emperor always liked to emphasize that he was the "Son of Heaven" and that the "Monarch's power was bestowed by God". However, Huiguo Monk was not an ordinary person. Looking at the fact that Monk Kong Hai, who could only sit at the end of the table, had returned to Japan and established the Shingon Sect, it could be seen how terrifying his and his disciples' attainments in Buddhism were.

If it weren't for the fact that Emperor Wuzong of the Tang Dynasty liked to destroy Buddhism, causing the Ancestral Court of the Azure Dragon Temple to suffer a military disaster and many of his disciples to have a rough life, the group of eminent monks on the White Jade Lotus Seat might have been able to raise Buddhism to a new level.

A highly virtuous monk like him wouldn't waste his breath on nonsense.

When Qilü heard that, he pondered for a moment and immediately said,

"A thousand years later, the Azure Dragon Temple is still there, and the cherry blossoms in the Azure Dragon Temple are still there.

However..,

A thousand years later, the Azure Dragon Temple is no longer there, and the cherry blossoms in the Azure Dragon Temple are also no longer there. "

In fact, in ancient China, there were many stories about eminent monks discussing Buddhism. They discussed Buddhism, but it could also be seen as a kind of "outlook on life" and "outlook on the world." These eminent monks could also be considered thinkers and philosophers. They were just wearing a layer of Buddha's skin. "Who am I? "Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?"

Monk Qi Lu was also very simple. It seemed contradictory, but it actually wasn't.

Huiguo Monk died in the first year of Yongzhen. Forty years later, during the reign of Emperor Wuzong of the Tang Dynasty, he began to destroy Buddhism on a large scale. The Azure Dragon Temple had long been burned down. Just like the Leifeng Pagoda of West Lake, there was only a little bit of foundation left. Well, to be exact, there were only a few broken stones left.

In fact, it was not only the destruction of Buddhism during the reign of Emperor Wuzong of the Tang Dynasty. In many later dynasties, the Azure Dragon Temple was built and destroyed. In the end, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, archaeologists found the location of the ruins of the Azure Dragon Temple after many years of archaeological excavation. Then, the country rebuilt the Azure Dragon Temple on it. Moreover, because the Shingon Sect had a great influence in Japan, when the temple was rebuilt, it received donations from Japan. Every year, many Japanese tourists and believers came here to worship.

As for the cherry blossoms in the Azure Dragon Temple that Qilü saw at this time, they were not the kind of cherry blossoms in the Azure Dragon Temple in the future. When the future generations visited the Azure Dragon Temple, they could see that the cherry blossoms in the Azure Dragon Temple were very beautiful, but the cherry blossoms were specially introduced from Japan at the beginning of two thousand years ago.

Although cherry blossoms originated in the Himalayas, and the cherry blossoms in Japan were also introduced from China, there were records of planting cherry blossoms as ornamental plants in the court of the Qin and Han Dynasties. However, after many years of cultivation, cherry blossoms had evolved into many types. The cherry blossoms in the mouth of later generations specifically referred to "Japanese cherry blossoms". In other words, the cherry blossoms in the Azure Dragon Temple in the future were not the same as those in the Azure Dragon Temple a thousand years ago.

This was Qilü's answer. The Azure Dragon Temple was still the Azure Dragon Temple, the cherry blossoms were still cherry blossoms, and the Azure Dragon Temple was no longer the Azure Dragon Temple, and the cherry blossoms were no longer cherry blossoms.

When Huiguo Monk heard Qilü's answer, he sighed and shook his head, as if he was a little dispirited. The secular world was a circle, and cultivating Buddhism was to jump out of this circle, but who knew that there was an even bigger circle outside.

At the same time … Huiguo Monk raised his head and looked at the sky. There should be an even bigger circle there.

"You are the successor of my Tantric Sect. Since you are the successor, you should inherit the teachings of the Azure Dragon Temple and the fortune of the Azure Dragon Temple. These are the things that you deserve."

Hearing their master say this, the disciples were all shocked. No one dared to disobey their master and say the word "no" at this time. Moreover, their master was right.

Wasn't this the meaning of "the successor"??

Therefore, even if this junior said something that deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, it seemed like there was nothing wrong with it.

"However, after a thousand years, we will be long dead, but now, we are still here. If you want to take it, come and take it if you have the ability.

If you win, you can take it. "

When Qilü heard this, a fleeting light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately asked, "May I ask, Grandmaster, what do we compete in?"

"Meditation, Buddhism, and Martial Dao." Huiguo Monk answered, "I will not participate. My Dharmic Heirs will choose three people to compete with you. You need to win all of them. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to take what you want, but you will also not be able to return.

Do you think that I don't have the courage and confidence?

Do you want to try to defy the heavens and change my fate? "

Huiguo Monk's eyes were like torches. When he said the last sentence, Qilü felt as if the wind around him had stopped. Indeed, such a brilliant Buddhist genius, Qilü did not believe that he did not know anything about the catastrophe of the Buddhist Sect in half a cycle of sixty years. He also did not believe that he did not have the ability to defy the heavens and change his fate.

"Yes." Qilü put his palms together and agreed.

Since the Honored Master had already set the rules, the Dharmic Heirs naturally had no objections. Immediately, a Master with a cold expression stood up and put his palms together in front of Qilü. Although he looked at Qilü, he did not say a word. It seemed that from the beginning until now, Qilü had not heard this Master speak a word.

And this Master, after bowing, sat cross-legged, his eyes like torches, and continued to stare at Qilü.

Qilü also put his palms together and sat cross-legged. He had guessed who this Master was. It should be Master Hui Ze, who mainly practiced silent meditation.

Silent meditation was also known as silence or forbidden speech. It was a Buddhist term, and it referred to forbidding oneself from speaking, in order to reduce one's karma, to eliminate sins, and to reduce one's sins.

And this Master Hui Ze was said to have started practicing silent meditation since he was five years old. Until now, he had not spoken a word!

He was not a mute, no, to be exact, even a mute could make a sound, but he had never really made any sound.

It was the right choice for him to compete in meditation with him.

Qilü did not avoid his gaze at all, and looked at one of his Grandmasters.

Meditation was the basic homework of ancient monks. If they really competed, they could actually change the environment. For example, everyone could meditate on the Plum Blossom Stump, or in a world of ice and snow, or under the scorching sun. This way, the difficulty would be increased, and the result of the competition would be out quickly.

And the moment Qilü and Master Hui Ze's eyes met, Qilü only felt the scene around him suddenly change, from the colorful inner courtyard of Qing Long Temple to a terrifying Shuraba with rolling magma.

It seemed that even the terrifying temperature around him was exactly the same, and it was almost a completely intuitive feeling.

But Qilü Monk did not move at all, and still looked at Master Hui Ze calmly. There were all kinds of strange things in the broadcast world, and Qilü had long been trained in this, or rather, he had seen too many of them, so he was not afraid anymore.

A hint of admiration appeared in Master Hui Ze's eyes, and then, the scene around him changed again. There were three thousand worlds in Buddhism, and there were countless big and small worlds in the inner world, and because of that, there were countless terrifying, demonic, and disturbing scenes. Master Hui Ze was basically bringing Qilü Monk to experience one after another, but Qilü still did not move.

After about fifteen minutes, Qilü's gaze focused, the other party had brought him to so many places, it was time for him.

The next moment,

The scene changed, and the scene around the two of them turned into a small street in the future.

And when Qilü brought Master Hui Ze into his own illusion, Master Hui Guo stretched out his hand in advance to pick up a cherry blossom petal and threw it to the side of Monk Kong Hai who was sitting at the end. Immediately, Monk Kong Hai only saw the cherry blossom petal, and could not see the scene of him meditating.

Monk Kong Hai did not move, since this petal was thrown by Master, he naturally did not dare to touch it, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, why could his Senior Brothers see it, but not him?

And when the other Masters saw that Qilü brought Master Hui Ze into that scene, a look of surprise appeared on their faces. Even though they were all eminent monks of the present age, and could walk through the Hades and Avici without changing their expressions, but the scene of the world a thousand years later created by Qilü still surprised them.

As for why Master did not let Kong Hai see this, some could understand, while others did not.

The scene kept changing, and the scenes that appeared were scenes of Qilü with his Master when he was young, and scenes of him with his Senior Brothers. It was as if they were playing a PowerPoint presentation of the time when Qilü had become a monk when he was young to adulthood.

Although everything in the future was a little surprising, Master Hui Ze, who had cultivated silent meditation for 30 years, still remained unmoved. Everything was fake, no matter how many changes there were, they were all fake.

But in the next moment..,

Suddenly..,

The scene began to reverse..,

It was still the scene that appeared before, but only Qilü was left in the scene. Those Senior Brothers of Qilü and Master of Qilü who had appeared in the scene had all disappeared.

This was not just a simple disappearance..,

This was a kind of … erasure!

Master Hui Ze seemed to have seen something that shook his heart, and his palms began to tremble. Then, he stood up and took a few steps back, the fear on his face was very clear.

Even the other Masters who were watching, other than Monk Kong Hai, revealed expressions of fear at the same time.

Huiguo Monk calmly took a sip of tea and sighed.

Qilü spread his hands, and then stood up. The surrounding scene also disappeared, as if he had returned to the White Jade Lotus Seat.

The first round..,

He won.