027 divineist

The Mozuri is a race that has not yet been fullycivilized, and even some customs stay in the slave society. King Mozuri is the largest slave owner. At the same time, they were also influenced by the Chongyang Kingdom in the south. With some characteristics of feudal society, there were ten Mojigongs under the king of Moji, who jointly ruled the 800-li Capricorn land under the feudal system.

The Moxi people are very envious of the glory and wealth of the Chongyang Kingdom, so they often take advantage of the domestic and foreign troubles of Chongyang to organize troops to invade the south to invade the two states of Youyun in the north of Chongyang, grab porcelain and satin, all kinds of jewelry and delicacies, and sometimes to plunder the population, assign them to King Moji and ten Grand Dukes as slaves, men to work on the ground, and women to bed. Work and squeeze day and night.

Multiple robs. The disaster has also contributed to a certain degree of cultural exchange. The Moxi people are both envious and inferior to the advanced civilizations in the Central Plains. They disdain the weak Central Plains in their tone, but they have great respect and yearn for the sages of the Central Plains, especially the monks and Taoisms. In the eyes of the Moji people, they are all messengers of God.

In the past, a king brought back a Taoist priest during the robbery and asked him to explain the sages of the Central Plains for his subjects and promote Middle-earth culture. The Taoist priest was later favored by Xu Danqing and became today's rain sacrifice.

So when people saw a monk in a big red sabute walking into the exhausted land, they not only did not despise the expulsion, but spontaneously organized a warm welcome ceremony.

The monk is very tall. He wears a nine-ring tin stick in his right hand, which is actually cast in pure silver. The nine rings decorated on it are made of white jade, emerald, crystal and other treasures. As the Zen stick is constantly lifted as he walks, it collides with the silver stick and makes a jingling sound, which is quite pleasant. In his left hand, he held a purple gold bowl, carved with a picture of Yulong Manyan and a spell that others couldn't understand. In addition to these two things, he also wore a beautiful jacket. The plaid on it was all woven with gold thread, and decorated with Ruyi beads, Mani beads, dust beads, Dingfeng beads, red agate, purple coral, night pearls, and relic. Zhou's body was full of treasures and noble.

When King Moji heard that there was a senior monk from the south, he immediately led the minister to greet him in person: "Disciple Moji Yangming visited the master and dared to ask what the master's name is? Which temple did you come from?"

When the monk saw that the people here respect the monks so much, he looked happy: "This Dharma is a disciple of the third generation of Buddhism. He once practiced in the Daming Palace in Youzhou. Because I saw the maturity of all sentient beings here with the heavenly eye a few days ago, I specially came here to extradite you to divorce from suffering and happiness together and prove the supreme Buddha!"

The Divine Change Sect is one of the three sects of Buddhism today. The monks in the sect are all called by the above teachers and are known as easy magic power in the world. Many people only practice for a few days and are enlightened by the master to have the magic power to read books and move things from the wall. Therefore, the believers of the Divine Change Sect are the largest, and the believers of the other two other two sects of the Bliss and Prajna Sects. More than ten times more, there are palaces and dojos of divine change in countries and small around the world.

King Mozhi was very happy to hear that he was a god-changing sect: "I heard that there are three thousand great magical power in the god-changing sect. I don't know how much the master has cultivated?"

Master Tongshen said with some dissatisfaction, "I have 72 small magical power and 36 great magical power. Don't think very much. At present, in the three realms of heaven and earth, only our suzerain can cultivate all three thousand divine power, refining into 2,000 kinds of Bodhisattva, and refining into a thousand kinds of arhat. I have been in Taoism for more than 40 years and have cultivated these magical power. I know what will happen in the past, present and in the future. You people can't hide anything from me. If you can learn the same little magic power, it will be enough for a lifetime!"

King Moshi quickly apologized: "Master, don't be angry. The disciple is eager to ask for advice. Dare to ask the master, how does the master plan to cross us? Can I have the same magical power as you, Master?

"This time I brought a volume of the Sanwaya Sutra, which is the personal transmission of God-changing Buddha. With this sutra, my master has cultivated a thousand great magical power, which proves that he can listen to the Buddha's words in the void and become samadhi. Your root is suitable for this scripture. If you can put down all fate according to the teachings and practice with me, you will be able to become a magical power in a few days.

King Moji was overjoyed and ordered someone to bring the fragrant wood flower wre. He asked the master to sit on the wre, and he followed him to walk. After returning to the palace, he asked Master Tongshen to live in his palace, sent 12 beautiful slaves to serve and entertain him, and ordered him to cast a golden lotus platform in front of the palace overnight to prepare for the master to pass on the law.

The master was even more angry when he received such courtesy. He drank and ate meat in the palace and hugged and made friends with the female slave.

Rain sacrifice can't help asking, "Don't Buddhism have many rules and precepts? Why doesn't the master keep it?

Master Tongshen looked at the rain sacrifice for a few times, and his eyes were a little full. He put down the wine glass and solemnly told King Mozhi: "Buddhism talks about the appearance of all laws in the world, and the change of knowledge. Everything can't only look at the appearance, and then it looks like that. You see, I'm drinking and eating meat. I'm pregnant with beautiful women, but my heart is always pure. Just because my realm has been cultivated at this height, you don't have enough skills, and you will have less wine and sex in the future.

After saying that, he kissed the female slave in the face again, picked up the silver cup and drank it all: "Only when you reach my realm can you do 'wine and meat through the intestines, Buddha sits in his heart'. When it comes to my realm, you don't need to keep the precepts, otherwise you will have to 'precepts' and bind your hands and feet. This is an ignorant worry. I Unlike other sects, there are not so many rules. As long as there is a Buddha in your heart, everything is fine!

When King Moji heard this, he felt even more satisfied. He most envied those immortals who could fly and escape. He once asked Yu Sacrifice for advice. Yu Sacrifice taught him some of the five ghosts learned from Xu Danqing. King Moji likes wine and sex, and he has to maintain his essence. For this reason, he has been distressed for a long time. Later, because he could not control his practice, he could not be improved in the end. He always stayed at the level of a yang realm, but it only had the effect of strengthening his body and dispelling diseases and prolonging years.

Now I heard from the divine master that there is no delay in practicing wine and sex, and he can be refined into supreme magic power without obeying those headaches. How can he not be ecstatic?

Master Tongshen also performed some divine powers without opening the lid, you can see what is in the iron urn, and sitting in the palace and hearing the rain sacrifice speaking ill of people.

So King Moshi treated the master more politely and took out the best production to support him.

Since the last time he took water, Ye Jianling has been practicing in the Changsheng Palace and often hasn't come out once for more than ten days.

On this day, he practiced the magic scripture with a strict spell and quickly entered a fixed situation.

It is an artistic conception that is difficult to describe in words. You don't need to see it with your eyes, but everything is in the consciousness, you don't need to listen to it with your ears, and all the sounds are in your mind.

He was indeed a little magical. Later, without reading a scripture, a foot-long golden light spewed out of his mouth. Clouds gathered in the sky and condensed into images of golden armored gods, circled around his head, as if all the gods and immortals came to listen to his lecture. After a while, countless golden flowers fell from the clouds, and they swirled down and scattered all over the ground.

When people saw these visions of heaven and earth, they believed that this monk was truly a practicing monk and worshipped devoutly.

When the monk talked about the happy place, he took out a small golden tower from the jacket and put it on the stage. With a spell, the tower emitted ten thousand golden lights and rose up from the ground, growing to more than ten meters high in an instant. The whole tower is made of pure gold. The upper railing tower ridge and window door frames are all available. A string of jade lanterns and golden bell jewels are hanging on the eaves of the tower. The golden light flashes in the sun, which makes people dare not look directly.