Chapter 41 Chapter 6 Relics, Ruins

If it's on the ground, it's easy to move, you can fight and escape, I'm not afraid of this guy.However, when I entered the bottom of the water, my actions were more or less affected by the force of the water, so I felt a little uneasy.I caught a glimpse of a slender black figure gliding over our heads, and I immediately bowed my body, ready to meet this guy's thunder attack.However, it seemed to have lingering fears about the situation where we besieged it just now, and it didn't jump directly, but passed silently like a fish, escaping into the darkness. This guy's body is more than five meters long. If it attacked decisively, I'm afraid the two of us would not be able to withstand it at all.Without him, the comparison of pure physical strength is not on the same level.

That sword-backed crocodile lurks in the darkness, cruising things from time to time, and keeps silent, which makes people feel depressed.But I was startled and defensive here.The little lama was not in a hurry, and the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle in his hand didn't move at all, which formed a sharp contrast with me.He looked around like me at first, and after a while, he turned his head upwards at a forty-five-degree angle, his eyes slightly narrowed, and his mouth was filled with a bright smile, as if he was enjoying this strange and beautiful feeling. Seeing his literary and artistic movements, I became a little angry. People like this are so slow that they don't rush to burn their houses, which made me speechless for a while.

I looked around, the bottom of the water was dark, except for the turquoise aquatic plants floating with the water, even the ignorant fish were gone, obviously they were all scared by the sudden intrusion of the beast They fled everywhere.I tolerated this handsome little lama for two minutes, and finally I couldn't bear it any longer. I pushed him and said, oh, didn't you say you were going to take care of this crocodile?Hurry up... Is it fun at the bottom of the lake? "Fun!" The little lama opened his eyes, and suddenly, they were as dazzling as the stars in the sky, with an indescribable beauty.This kind of beauty is not the opposite-sex attraction between men and women, but the simple and persistent admiration of human beings for beauty.

The handsome little lama looked at the sparkling light above his head, with a smile on his mouth, and said excitedly in his non-standard Mandarin: "Ever since I became conscious, I have always dreamed of climbing the brightest snow peak, diving To go down to the bottom of the widest lake, to fly to the sky beyond our eyesight... My master said that if I can practice until the rainbow is formed, these wishes will come true. So I have been working hard since I was sensible. Unexpectedly , It was able to be realized ahead of schedule today. This feeling is like taking a shortcut, and I am blessed by the Buddha above my head, and there is a kind of sacred touch."

I smiled wryly, and said, little brother, we are saving people now, so can we talk about the enlightenment and the words of cultivating the mind later? The little lama replied solemnly, yes.But the voice changed, and he said to me again: "Every bit of life, there are things that move us. Only when we are good at discovering these emotions, our state of mind will gradually approach the Buddha, become an enlightened person, and be fully conscious. , Awareness of others, Awareness and conduct are complete, Truly know and see the nature and appearance of all dharmas, and achieve the supreme and correct enlightenment of the great saint..."

I was so dizzy from hearing this, I gritted my teeth, looked at this little bald head who was always preaching, and asked, "Do you want to work? If you don't work, I'll go up there!" Seeing that I was putting on a stern posture, the little lama finally stopped talking and said, "Start now." He clasped his hands together, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his bosom, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to recite scriptures.Most of this string of Buddha beads are saffron colored glass beads, and at the bottom end, there are three white bone grains with different rules and shapes.The bones are white and translucent, and the natural black scale on the middle one unexpectedly forms a majestic Buddha's face, which is lifelike.The little lama was reciting the scriptures, and his whole body seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Only the energy magnetic field surged burst after burst, which was extremely majestic, showing his existence.

I was shocked in my heart, if my guess is correct, this white bone particle is the relic that has been widely rumored by the outside world. What is a relic?Its Hindu language is called Tuodu, also called Shililuo, translated into Chinese as spiritual bones, body bones, and remains. It is the crystallization left after a person passed away and was cremated.Of course, not everyone can form relics. This thing first refers to the remains of the Buddhist patriarch Sakyamuni Buddha, who died after cremation, and then generally refers to eminent monks with great merit and good fortune. It must be an achievement. The cremated remains of an enlightened being.

In this world, there are very few people who can form relics throughout the ages.Their remains were either placed in various national-level famous mountains and ancient temples as the treasures of town temples and pagodas, or they were lost.How many of them can be made into magic tools and used like this? Immediately, I became curious about the identity of this little lama.You know, the status of those who can afford the relic beads may be several levels higher than that old lama on the shore.What kind of ability did this young lama achieve such a status? Just as I was thinking wildly, the little lama sitting cross-legged beside me suddenly shook his red robe, and an indescribable force of majesty spread out in all directions centered on him.It's an indescribable feeling.My whole body was numb, and I felt that the sound of the Buddha was buzzing in my head, as if there were thousands of Buddha singing in my ears, and there was a fragrance under my nose, which was sandalwood and lotus, which made people suddenly open up and cheer.All kinds of colors gather here, and suddenly a seven-color halo of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple is formed. The center is as bright as a mirror, hanging behind the head of the little lama, which is simply fascinating to the extreme.

At that moment, I seemed to feel the grand scene of Maitreya Buddha speaking in front of Tushita Palace in the Buddhist scriptures.All kinds of beautiful things in the world appear majestic as soon as they appear. Such a production and disillusionment makes people's mood ups and downs, as if several springs and autumns have passed. I can finally understand why this little lama is so calm. This guy actually has the ability to confuse all living beings and lead countless believers in preaching the scriptures. This method is even more rare than the most profound enlightenment method of Tantric Buddhism.Because it is a talent, or a reincarnated body.And the reason why he asked me to bring him into the bottom of the lake is only because at the bottom of the lake, the spread of the scriptures in the water is more obvious than in the air, so that the sword-backed crocodile can hear it as soon as possible, so as not to dive deep. place, can't find it.

The Buddhist singing of the Buddha's music is like fairy music and the sound of heaven, which makes people feel like they are in heaven, and they want to dance with it, or put their hands together, and take refuge in my Buddha.I squinted my eyes next to me, feeling the dirt in my heart and washing it away in one fell swoop.Hearing it was refreshing, and suddenly found a bright light like a cow bead in front of him, like a light bulb, glowing green, and it was full of awe and admiration, full of longing.Isn't this guy the sword-backed crocodile we've been looking for just now, the culprit behind the disappearance of the Tibetan boy?

Before, it was evil, like a demon emerging from hell, but at this moment, it was like an innocent child, barking like a puppy, its eyes full of flattery.The little lama didn't pay attention to these, he seemed to be completely immersed in his own scriptures, and kept singing.The seven-color Buddha light actually illuminated the entire bottom of the lake with brilliance. And it was also in this photo that I discovered that in the bottom of the dark lake, there were several large black and deep pits, occupying several places, and there were turbulent water flowing out of them, which seemed to be different from the temperature of the surrounding water. Different, there is no grass around the big pit.Looking far away, I actually saw a black hanging coffin. I couldn't tell what material it was made of. It seemed to be stone, and it was also a good obsidian. But the obsidian hanging coffin disappeared in a flash, and then was submerged by the erratic current, what I saw just now was like an illusion. The sound of the Buddha in my ears gradually slowed down. I lowered my head, only to see the little lama sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake opened his eyes and stood up.I just wanted to say a few words to him, but I didn't expect his eyes to be fixed on the direction of twenty meters to the left.I followed suit and saw a huge hand hidden among the water plants. The little lama put the string of relic beads into his arms, and with a move, the five-meter-long sword-backed crocodile actually arched its body, got under our feet, lifted us up, and swam to the left.I was still admiring the magic of the little lama, and felt the scenery around me change suddenly. After a while, I was lifted to a place more than 20 meters away and fell down. The little lama didn't get down on the back of Stegosaurus, but leaned over to caress that huge hand. This hand is huge, with aquatic plants and dark green markings all over it. The material should be copper. There is only one hand standing alone, and the rest are covered by the lake mud.The little lama was very excited, he stretched out his hand to the side of the giant hand, pushing the dirt away, revealing the whole under the palm.I observed it, and it felt like a bronze Buddha statue, about three meters high. It was seven or eight meters away from the lake, and the little lama was still waiting to pick it up. I patted him and pointed to the belly of the sword-backed crocodile, indicating that we should save people first. He agreed with me, stroked the huge animal, and the sword-backed crocodile let out a howl, and floated towards the surface of the water. Back on the surface of the lake, we appeared in the center of the lake far from the shore.Miscellaneous Mao Xiaodao was walking up and down the bank irritably. When he saw us rising, he greeted us loudly and jumped up and down happily.The little lama urged the animal under him to go to the shore, and it turned out to be like a speedboat, rushing forward, and soon reached the shore.Before I moved, the little lama jumped off the crocodile excitedly, bowed to the old lama, and said loudly: "Master, at the bottom of the lake, there are Buddha statues and scriptures from the dark era of Dharma destruction!"