Chapter 225 [Since You Have Seen the Future, Why Not Worship] The strong men throughout the ages almost do not believe in reincarnation, but Lin Xian does. Not only does he believe in it, he has long regarded himself as a Buddha! Lin Xian felt that he had a past and had already become an immortal. Lin Xian felt that he had a future and was destined to be immortal. The Lin Immortal of the past, please use your magical tools quickly, and the Lin Immortal of the future, please send some rare treasures to save me. What reincarnation, what afterlife, I, Lin, like this the most! When the herdsmen asked him for his Dharma name with great respect, Lin Xian pointed to the sky with one hand and to the ground with the other, and roared like a lion, saying, "I will become a Buddha!" I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and on earth. I am the Buddha. I am the Buddha. Even if you don’t go to Mount Sumeru to worship Buddha, you will have the sacred mountain in your heart. The Western Desert is different from other Western Regions. A faint power of faith covers the mountains and rivers. Although it is small, it is real and operates according to some mysterious rules. When Lin Xian shouted out that aspiration, the power of Buddha's faith in the Western Desert surged in an instant. Milky white holy flowers bloomed, and people sympathized with them. In the distance, the bells of the ancient temple rang melodiously, as if testing or confirming something. "when!"
The long sound of the ancient temple bell can purify people's souls, resonate with people's hearts, enlighten people, and convert people. The great Buddha Amitabha is compassionate and wise. He does not kill anyone on the path to enlightenment, but has saved countless people. Some truly recognize the philosophy of Amitabha Buddha and are willing to become his disciples, follow his practice, and follow the Buddhist path. Some people value the strength of Amitabha Emperor. Like the followers of other emperors, they want to become his divine generals and protectors and follow the path to becoming an emperor. Amitabha Buddha, with great compassion, did not reject such speculators, but opened the door to them widely, embracing all rivers and being broad-minded. Because the environment affects people, when you are in the Buddhist land of the Western Desert, chanting Amitabha Buddha will naturally become a part of the cycle of mind power. Over time, you will be purified unconsciously and directly fall into the good realm. Those who eat meat are brave and fierce, those who eat grains are wise but short-lived, those who eat air are divine and long-lived, and those who do not eat are immortal and divine. When you are in the Pure Land, you will naturally become a Buddha, and when your mind is filled with Bodhi, you will see compassion. The herdsmen on the plateau saw all kinds of strange phenomena. Although they did not understand them, they were greatly shocked. The Western Desert was different from the other four regions. The practitioners there were high above and almost isolated from the mundane world. In this land, faith and power are the mainstream. Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and ancient Buddhas all walk in the mortal world, showing their holiness from time to time to save people from suffering. Maybe inside a dilapidated temple, there is an ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged. “May I ask where the holy name of Buddha comes from and where is it going?” The herdsmen had no doubts and bowed devoutly, thinking that Lin Xian was a god or Buddha walking in the mortal world, condensed with the power of faith, which came from mortals but was extremely pure. No matter how weak the force is, once it increases to hundreds, thousands, or even billions of Jingzhao, the quantitative change will lead to a qualitative change, and it will become an extremely powerful force. Lin Xian knew the true meaning of Amitabha Buddha and tried to seize it by force, tempting sentient beings to worship him. However, the power of faith collapsed at the first touch, and since cause and effect had not yet been resolved, it was easy for him to be eliminated. Only with a mutually fulfilling faith, with both giving and taking, can all beings believe in the Buddha, give him mental power, and the Buddha nourishes all beings and gives back, thus achieving a balance and obtaining pure mental power. This is the secret of how to crack the poison of incense. If you just deprive sentient beings of their power and let them run wild, you will inevitably be disturbed by their distracting thoughts. If one wants to forge a 10-foot-tall golden body, one must first ignite the fire of karma and fulfill the cause and effect, only then can one attain great freedom and create wonderful existence from the void. Lin Xian did not take away the herdsmen's faith, but instead transformed it into pure Buddha power and fed it back to them. In an instant, all the herdsmen's illnesses disappeared, they were full of energy, and were extremely surprised. They bowed down in worship once again. This time, there is no distraction in this faith, only pure blessing and joy. With the power of thought, you can become a Buddha instantly! Lin Xian stared at the changes in the Western Desert, sensing the rules left by the Great Emperor Amitabha, and suddenly a great enlightenment arose in his heart. All living beings can become Buddhas. There is no need to hide. They should declare their existence in this land of Western Desert.
If you can get the recognition of the relics and the pestle. That is the only true Buddha! "Well, well, may I, in the next life, when I attain Bodhi, have a body like glass, clear and bright inside and out, pure and without blemish; with great brightness, great merit, a body that is well settled, and a net of flames more majestic than the sun and the moon." Lin Xian changed his mind and stopped hiding it. He made the Buddha seal with his hands and held the Star Spirit Pot on his head. A stream of star power spread out from him, like a veil covering the surroundings. He looked more and more majestic. He said in a thunderous voice, "My secular name is Messiah, and my Dharma name is Maitreya!" "I came from the past and am going to the future. I want to open the way of immortals and Buddhas and hold the Longhua Dharma Assembly. I want to save the world. I have the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art, which can solve the doubts of all living beings." As he spoke, Lin Xian recited a few sentences about reincarnation from the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art. Strange visions appeared around him. The reincarnation of the heavens and all living things were actually included in it. The power of reincarnation stirred up the vast faith of Buddha in the Western Desert. In an instant, the heaven and earth shook. Not only the temple here, but even the towering Mount Sumeru was shaken. On the top of Mount Xumi, a golden holy ape held a fairy iron stick and looked into the distance. A trace of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he asked in a low voice: "Amitabha?" The Demon-Subduing Pestle flew up into the sky, surrounded by a thousand-foot-high purple cloud and flowing with auspicious energy, but it did not land on Mount Sumeru, as if it was hesitating about something. The Great Leiyin Temple was able to remain reserved, but the Alanguage Temple was extremely shaken. The solemn old monks suddenly opened their eyes and looked in the direction of Lin Xian. "Is he a Buddha or a demon king?" An old monk with white hair and eyebrows thought for a moment, and ordered a guardian in the temple to go and invite someone. This ancient demon, who was in the second level of the Immortal Realm and was about to be killed, was invincible in the world and comparable to the Holy Lord, but was converted by Buddhism. The Buddhist guardian invited Lin Xian to go, but he was calm and just smiled and said, "It's easy for me to go. I need to fill the monastery with immortal gold before I can enter the Alan Ancient Temple." The ancient demon was stunned. He wanted to cover the ground with immortal gold. How dare you do that? Do you think you are the great emperor Amitabha? "Just go back." Lin Xian said calmly The ancient demon bowed and returned to the Alan Ancient Temple. In front of the ancient temple, there were many people burning incense and worshiping earnestly. The smoke was curling up, full of Buddha nature, filling this ancient land. If one has a deep Buddha nature and gazes into the ancient temple, he will see a giant golden Buddha. In the Western Desert, hundreds of millions of sentient beings chant the Buddha's name with infinite power of meditation. Amitabha Buddha is also omnipresent, and his relics operate according to this rule and can manifest at any time. All living beings chant Amitabha Buddha, which helps him to become immortal, and he gives everyone Buddha power, which makes Buddhists more pious. This is a cycle. If Buddhists recite the name of Amitabha Buddha, they can receive blessings and also experience the same response. "Fairy gold everywhere!" One of the old monks with a rather explosive temper opened his eyes and shouted, "You are just a Buddhist disciple, do you really think you are an emperor?!" "Go ask him why he thinks he is a Buddha and whether he still respects his ancestors." The ancient demon guardian sighed in his heart, and then acted as a servant again, making the round trip. This time, he brought back eight words and some scriptures, which moved many old monks. Always remember, there will be reverberations. In addition, some scriptures are so ancient that they point directly to the roots of Buddhism, tracing back to the discussions between the Immortal King of the Six Paths of Reincarnation and the Immortal Monk King, which opened up the Taoist tradition of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and evolved the reincarnation. “This is the true ancestral scripture!!!”
Some old monks breathed heavily and said: "If you keep thinking about it, it will definitely come back..." "If you keep thinking about it, there will be a response. All living beings can become Buddhas. Why can't I be a Buddha?" Lin Xian walked to the front of the Alangu Temple. Although there was no fairy gold paving the ground, there were some bricks made of purple gold divine iron that formed a path. This material is extremely precious and is the material used to refine the Purple Gold Pestle, the imperial weapon of Amitabha Buddha. The remaining scraps are used to refine the Eternal Life Lock and the Buddhist Bridge for Crossing the River. There are still some scraps that have not been cast, and only a few remaining holy and ancient temples have stocks left, but they are now taken out. Several spiritual children from the Alan Ancient Temple were lying on the wall, staring at the scene in amazement. They couldn't help but mutter, "Who is that little boy in green? He looks like us, just a novice monk." A young monk in green came on a sacred iron, with star power flowing all over his body, like a dream. The holy monks of the Alan Ancient Temple stood on both sides, chanting in unison: "Amitabha." Then, every time Lin Xian took a step forward, a holy monk would come out to ask questions and answer them. "What is Buddha?" “Buddha is the enlightened one.” "Can Buddha have good or evil?" "The enlightened one is detached and has neither good nor evil." "Amitabha's compassion, how can it be false?" “Only by seeing the Bodhicitta with compassion can one attain the supreme enlightenment.” “May I ask about Bodhicitta?!” "..." Lin Xian pondered for a moment, looked around, and said loudly: "May the human world become a pure land, and I can see the fairyland open in my dreams, and everyone can be like a dragon and achieve immortality, and all living beings can become Buddhas." The monks gasped. What a loud breath! Did you eat coriander? Even the great Buddha Amitabha only claimed to be a fairy who taught all Buddhists and wanted to take them with him to ascend to heaven. Which idea king came up with the idea of evolving a fairyland and pure land in the human world where everyone is like a dragon? "I have a premonition that in two hundred years, there will be a catastrophe that will destroy the world and turn the Western Desert into ruins. I want to become the savior and save all living beings. All the karma will be imposed on me." Lin Xian was bathed in Buddha's light, just like a future Buddha descending to earth, chanting his real name: "Flowers bloom and see me, I see flowers bloom. I, the poor monk Maitreya, want to build a real Western Paradise, and I hope all Taoist friends can help me." Sonorous! There seemed to be a sound of Sanskrit in the darkness, and countless forces of faith gathered together. In a trance, a giant golden Buddha appeared. This kind of manifestation is invisible to ordinary believers. Only a few old monks with deep roots can get a glimpse of it and exclaim: "Amitabha!" Lin Xian looked at the giant Buddha that seemed real but not real, and seemed like an illusion but not an illusion, and put his hands together and said: "There is reincarnation in the world too, and peace of mind is the sacred mountain." "The Western Desert is the foundation of longevity and the pure land of Buddhism. Why not go a step further and transform it into the Western Paradise?" "Buddhism focuses on the afterlife, and revolves in the world of mortals." “If you abandon your roots and forsake the mundane world, how can you see the truth?” Several monks who were able to look at the Buddha suddenly felt cold sweats. Was this Maitreya Buddha provoking Amitabha? He was denying the path of a great emperor. How arrogant.
Lin Xian remained calm, and just imagined what he had predicted: a sea of blood and corpses in the Western Desert and even the entire Buddhist world 200 years later. Great Emperor Amitabha, you don’t want all Buddhists to be dead in two hundred years, do you? “Buddha believed in the future, but I wonder if he could see this scene?” Lin Xian put his hands together and recited his real name. He did not kill anyone during his lifetime, but after his death there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Is this the compassion of Buddha? The golden Buddha turned into rain of light and disappeared. The Supreme Being never believed in the future and only respected himself. However, Amitabha Buddha was different from others and focused on the afterlife. Now there is a true manifestation of the Tao fruit, which knows the past, present and future, and verifies the great path of Amitabha Buddha. It is a miracle. Should Amitabha Buddha believe it or not? When the light rain faded away, it seemed as if a gray-robed monk could be seen sighing, and then disappeared in an instant. Either you deny Amitabha Buddha's fruit of the Tao, or you deny Amitabha Buddha's path. Whether you believe it or not, it is a dilemma. Just give up, ignore it and wait and see what happens. It's difficult for you, it's difficult for me, so let's just do it reluctantly. Seeing that Amitabha did not take action, Lin Xian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This road is full of difficulties, but the rewards are extremely rich. If you succeed, you will be the savior of Buddhism. If you fail, go and ask Gai Jiuyou to rescue him! "Namo Future Star Buddha!" Lin Xian chanted the Buddha's name, looked energetic and rosy-cheeked, and was ready to go to Lingshan immediately. The power of faith in Mount Sumeru, the six-syllable mantra of Buddhism, the scriptures passed down from generation to generation, and the imperial weapon, the demon-subduing pestle, here he comes! "That's good, that's good." After a brief panic, several old monks in the Alang Ancient Temple came to their senses, looked at each other, and nodded secretly. Since Amitabha Emperor did not attack him, it was the biggest explanation and the biggest recognition, and he had passed the biggest test. Regardless of success or failure, at least Lin Xian is qualified. This is a gamble! The Western Desert is headed by Mount Xumi, but it is not the only one. Apart from the Great Leiyin Temple, there are several other ancient sites that are extremely famous and possess the highest secret techniques of Buddhism. They are respected in the world and are also important branches of Buddhism. Even in certain special periods in history, when there were ancient Buddhas in charge, they could be compared with the Great Leiyin Temple and became religious centers. The ancient Alang Temple once had a glorious period, but is now in decline. But a broken ship still has three nails left, and a temple still has some heritage after all. The old monk in the lead asked tentatively, "Is the holy monk going to settle in Lingshan?" "If I don't go to hell, who will?" Lin Xian chanted a Buddhist name with a calm face. The biggest guarantee was that the divine body of Amitabha Buddha did not attack him. "Fighting Buddha is no small feat." The white-browed old monk shook his head and told a story from the past. Two thousand years ago, Sakyamuni rebelled against Mount Xumi. He did not cultivate the Dharma for the future, but only focused on the present life, which caused great damage to the vitality of Mount Xumi. Immediately afterwards, a monkey caused a great disturbance in Lingshan Mountain, suppressed a great Buddhist saint, and defeated all the Buddhas in debate. He was recognized by the Demon-Subduing Pestle and became the master of Mount Sumeru from then on. If there is no connection, no one would believe it. "The Fighting Buddha will not always be the Fighting Buddha, when he puts down the Devil-Subduing Pestle and picks up the Immortal Iron Rod."
Lin Xian said meaningfully: "There will be a Great Sage Equaling Heaven born." "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven!" The monks were moved. In the near future, a great sage would be born. It would be truly terrifying. Even among all the Buddhas, a great sage-level figure is a top-notch existence, and with his full strength he can destroy half of an ancient life star. "Is this a prophecy made by the holy monk?" asked the old monk with white eyebrows, his expression extremely solemn. "I am the future." Lin Xian said calmly, "I saw the fiancée of Fighting Buddha and the only bloodline of his family looking for Mount Xumi." "From now on, the victorious Buddha will descend from Mount Sumeru, and the world will be at peace!" "Emotions are the future." The white-browed old monk had a strange look on his face. Under the gaze of the other monks, he pondered for a long time, and finally stepped forward and bowed, saying, "I have a half-word mantra from the Alan Ancient Temple, and I would like to entrust it to the holy monk." The six-syllable mantra, Om, Ma, Ni, Padme Hum, Alangu Temple holds half of the word, which is Pa. Ba represents a great trend, almost a formation, and has the power to create the world. It is similar to the secret of word formation created by Lingbao Tianzun, except that one is the ultimate acquired formation and can kill immortals. The other is to evolve the innate immortal formation, restore the true appearance of the world, get involved in the original power, and want to become an immortal. Lin Xian comprehended something and was immediately overjoyed, because the word "Ba" resonated with hundreds of runes on the emperor's coffin, which would play a big role in evolving the fairyland and tracing back to the origin. Hundreds of immortal texts are responsible for evolving the universe, and the six-character mantra is responsible for starting over again, restoring the most realistic scene of the universe and correcting the errors in it. In the process of evolution and reorganization, it continues to evolve and reincarnate, approaching the most real and original fairyland. Just based on this truth, this trip to the Western Desert was not in vain. "Good, good! If you give me a peach, I will give you a plum in return." Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Xian ascended the high altar, sat on the lotus platform, and dressed in a green cassock. He performed the Six Paths of Reincarnation Heavenly Art, and roared like a lion with a voice as loud as thunder: "Since you have seen the future, why don't you worship?!" (End of this chapter)