Chapter 233 [The Buddha Arrives at His Faithful Great Leiyin Temple] [Monsters from the ancient star descended on Beidou] [The unspeakable heresy approaches the Western Desert] [The despicable Buddha demon shell steps on Mount Xumi] 【Buddhist traitor Shakyamuni fled to the starry sky】 [Emperor Siddhartha Gautama returns to Buddhism] [Now the Buddha has entered the Bodhisattva realm] [The supreme Buddha, Sakyamuni Tathagata, arrived at his faithful Great Leiyin Temple! 】 The above is more or less the changes in the mental journey of the Western Desert Buddhists after the arrival of Sakyamuni's spirit. It’s not that the many holy temples and Buddhist monasteries in the Western Desert are weak, it’s that the people who make the decisions are of too important a status.
The future Buddha Linxian proposed a motion, and the Emperor's Pestle, representing the divine self, Amitabha, cast the crucial vote, agreeing that Sakyamuni should become the present Buddha and the leader of Mount Sumeru. The three of us, this combination is not only like a group of Arhats and Bodhisattvas, but even if the Fighting Buddha comes, we can't resist. In Taoism, it is like the three old guys Taiqing, Yuqing and Shangqing have held an internal meeting. No matter how many opinions Rong Chengzi has, he has no choice but to obey their orders. After hearing Lin Xian's plan to establish three generations of Buddhism at the same time, Sakyamuni did not object. He was originally a Buddhist and had a close relationship with Amitabha Buddha. As long as it did not block his path, he would be happy to see the strength of Buddhism increase. Let all the causes and effects of the Buddha Emperor Amitabha be returned to Amitabha Buddha, and he will be able to let go of the four elements and attain enlightenment calmly. But Sakyamuni had a doubt. He hesitated for a moment and then slowly asked, "How did you persuade that unruly monkey to leave?" You must know that although the Fighting Saint King has entered Buddhism, his temper has not diminished at all. If you use force, once the immortal iron stick comes out, the demon-subduing pestle will be shaken, and it is very likely that both sides will suffer losses. "Good, good." Lin Xian smiled calmly, clasped his hands together and said, "This is easy. I just put three hoops on the monkey, and Fighting Buddha will naturally be convinced." "Are they the three hoops I left on Mount Xumi?" Sakyamuni was startled, and then asked suspiciously, "Those three magical instruments are extraordinary. They can tame sacred beasts, but they may not be able to control monkeys." "No, no." Lin Xian shook his head and said leisurely: "The golden hoop on the head is nothing. My Buddhist sect emphasizes subduing the heart. The angry eyes of the Vajra and the lowered eyebrows of the Bodhisattva are all minor things." "Only by putting a tight ring on your heart can you subdue the monkey in your heart and the horse in your mind." Sakyamuni was immediately curious and inquired about the situation. The demon-subduing pestle sighed and told him what had happened. At that time, Lin Xian wanted to take over the Great Leiyin Temple, but Fighting Buddha was not willing to submit. His clan was fearless and would not fight even if the Buddha came to grab the position. At that time, the Monkey King took advantage of the internal split in Buddhism and the chaos in Mount Xumi to attack the Leiyin Temple, suppress the Great Sage Moka, and forcibly take over Buddhism. Now, after two thousand years of contemplation and further practice, he has already achieved the level of nature and has taken one foot into the quasi-emperor realm. Now if a cultivator who has transformed into a dragon wants to grab a seat, even if he is a future Buddha, he will not be able to do so. Just when the Fighting Buddha was about to display his great divine power to tell Mount Xumi and even the monks in the Western Desert who was the leading figure of Buddhism. Lin Xian sacrificed the first tight hoop and with a few words, stopped the monkey that could fight between heaven and earth in its tracks. "Before I went up Mount Xumi, I saved a divine silkworm princess in the holy city."
Lin Xian smiled on the surface, but he murmured like a devil: "I went into the mountains to visit an enlightened monk and asked him to teach me the theory of cause and effect. But I miss you so much that my mind wanders to you." The Fighting Buddha remained silent. His furry hands, which could only catch the stars and the moon, could no longer lift the magic iron stick. I once worried that my excessive love would damage my Buddhist practice, and I was afraid that I would leave the city if I went into the mountains. How can I have the best of both worlds, without disappointing the Tathagata and you? Buddha also has difficulties! This level has stumped countless Buddhist disciples. In the past, Ananda died in a woman's disaster, and later, the Fighting Buddha was trapped by deep love. I dare not love too deeply, for fear that it will all be a dream. "The Fighting Buddha has a debt to the devil in his heart." Sakyamuni sighed and said, "I met him once two thousand years ago." At that time, Sakyamuni entered Mount Xumi and sat in the Great Leiyin Temple. With his profound magical powers, he convinced many eminent monks and was elected as the master of Lingshan. However, due to different doctrines, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on Mount Sumeru broke with Sakyamuni, believing that he was a demon shell of Buddha. However, two thousand years ago, Sakyamuni was already a peerless quasi-emperor who could overturn Mount Sumeru and reorganize Buddhism with his own strength. He could enter and exit the Great Leiyin Temple alone and no one could stop him. It was only because of his demon-subduing pestle and divine body that he did not change his doctrine. After Sakyamuni descended from Mount Sumeru, he met the Fighting Saint King who broke through the source of the gods. After a discussion, there was no Tathagata in Buddhism from then on, but there was one more Fighting Buddha on Mount Sumeru. "So it was the Buddha who led the Fighting Saint King into Buddhism." Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at Sakyamuni meaningfully. Who said that the present Buddha was an honest man? He had just descended from Mount Sumeru that day and had not even spent the night yet, but he was already throwing sand into Mount Sumeru. The master of the Great Leiyin Temple, Moka Ancient Buddha, failed to become one, and neither did other Buddhist monks stand a chance. Instead, a foreign monkey took advantage of the opportunity. Did Sakyamuni do it on purpose or by accident? "Good, good, the holy monkey is destined to be with Buddhism." Sakyamuni said calmly: "Love is not a barrier for him. He is not only a fighting saint, but also a Buddha. He has realized his past and future lives." "I'll go down the mountain and leave the world behind. Sooner or later, I'll return to the sacred mountain." "I can't come back." Lin Xian sighed and said, "In this world, there is the Fighting Buddha of Lingshan Mountain, and there is also the Monkey King of Heaven." "His nephew, the only descendant of the Douzhan clan, is in the Heavenly Palace." “This is the second tight hoop.” "Heaven!" Shakyamuni was moved and said thoughtfully, "Is it the ancient heaven of the emperor? Or is it the will of the demon emperor?" Sakyamuni had extraordinary eyesight, and looking at Lin Xian, he felt that this future Buddha was simply not a human being. The aura on his body was too complicated. However, even in such a complicated situation, the aura of the Green Emperor always took the initiative. No matter whether it was the Green Lotus being born from chaos or the Green Lotus performing the fairyland, Lin Xian went deeper and deeper on this path, and he learned the Green Emperor's methods, held the Green Emperor's tools, married the Green Emperor's descendants, and got two drops of the Green Emperor's blood from time to time. Some people may object to saying that he is the son of the Green Emperor, but if you say that Lin Xian is the direct disciple of the Green Emperor, eight or nine out of ten people will believe it. "It's not the Qing Emperor, nor the Emperor Zun, it's the New Heaven of Emperor Ye." Lin Xian coughed and introduced himself solemnly: "In addition to the position of the future Buddha of Buddhism, I also work part-time as the Imperial Teacher of Heaven, the Supreme Saint Lord of Tianxuan, the Envoy of the Green Emperor, the Leader of the Ancient Family Alliance, the Unknown Successor of the Great Emperor Wushi, the Patriarch of the Yaochi Branch, the Lord of the Heaven-Swallowing Dao, and the Descendant of the True Dragon..." For a moment, not only the gods with the pestle were silent, but even Sakyamuni was amazed. On Earth, the four supreme beings joined forces to deduce a conclusion that the identity of the source of the unrest was extremely complicated. But I didn’t expect it to be so complicated. What a mess it is! "Lingshan is too small to accommodate so many people." The Demon-Subduing Pestle sighed and asked Lin Xian about his most fundamental position and whose interests he represented.
"In the Western Desert, I am the future Buddha. In the Eastern Desert, you can call me Lin Tianshi." Lin Xian clasped his hands together and said solemnly, "I represent the interests of the Eastern Wasteland Heavenly Court. I am the spokesperson for Emperor Ye and the messenger of the Green Emperor." "Heaven is the most supreme title without equal, and it is also called Teacher, or Heavenly Master. This is how Huangdi respected Qi Bo." "The Heavenly Master is the Emperor's Master, the Heavenly Emperor's Master." Sakyamuni thought thoughtfully and said, "The Green Emperor is indeed not dead." (End of this chapter)