Chapter 10 Chapter 10: Fetal Tibetan Mandala

By the shore of the holy lake. The image of Sansheng seemed to be infected by the master's anger, and the whole body's true energy suddenly increased.The snow under their feet melted quickly, revealing a three-foot-square ice pool. The three of them stood in seals in the center of the ice pool, and the essence, energy, and spirit of the three of them seemed to have completely merged into one body, without any blemish.Even the injury just now was already in anger, forged and reborn, and turned into an invincible killing intent! The owner of Le Shenglun Palace has been aroused to kill.

And the image of Sansheng under his control is ready for a new massacre!They looked up at the blue sky and took a deep breath, as if they were welcoming the rain of blood. Master Baimo's expression became even more solemn. He did not expect that the three of them recovered so quickly.And after he hit with all his strength just now, he was already powerless. Sanshengying didn't even look at him, and walked towards the woman in white together: "Among this group of trash, you are the only one who is considered an opponent. How about it, do you remember your Ganges Mahamudra?"

The woman in white's chest heaved slightly, and she didn't answer, as if she hadn't fully recovered from the blow just now. One of the gray-clothed men took out a piece of green jade from his chest, touched it with his fingers, and the jade suddenly emitted several strange red lights: "In any case, if you use Qianlong Jue to kill you, you should die without regret." .” Before he finished speaking, the two gray-clothed men beside him suddenly took a step apart, and each slapped the gray-clothed man in the middle on the shoulder.These two palms hit so hard that the face of the man in gray was instantly contorted in pain, and the hands holding Yu Jue couldn't help trembling, but the cold smile in his eyes became even sharper.

Everyone was surprised when they saw that the two palms seemed to be transmitted to Qianlong Jue through the arms of the gray-clothed man in the middle. The whole Qianlong Jue was immediately covered by three thick blood clouds, and the three blood clouds closed instantly. Wrapping the whole jade, the jade suddenly became as heavy as a thousand catties, and it was pressed on the hand of the man in gray. His face was still hidden under a layer of gray shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly, but the sweat was already dripping from his face like beads of broken thread, and when it touched the snow, there was a light hissing sound, And Yan Bing under his feet couldn't bear the heavy pressure, and all the cables burst!

Suddenly, the three of them chanted an incantation in unison, and the blood light on Yu Jue suddenly became brighter, and a blood shadow as tall as a person rushed up in the middle, and rushed down to the woman in white! Master Baimo lost his voice and said: "Not good!" He stood up and formed a seal forcefully, trying to stop the cloud of blood.However, the cloud of blood seemed to be extremely hot. As soon as his palm touched the edge, it felt like being burned by a raging fire, and he couldn't help shrinking back. The blood shadow broke through Master Baimo's block, and roared forward, it had grown to twice its size in an instant, enveloping the woman in white!

Master Baimo's beard and eyebrows were covered in blood red, he couldn't bear it anymore, he turned his head and shouted to the disciples behind him: "Zidan, strike!" The disciple was stunned, and suddenly understood, his hands formed a seal that was the same as his master's. The two stood side by side, and suddenly shot at the core of the blood shadow at the same time! At the moment when the two were about to make a move, an extremely dazzling golden light flew up from behind the two, dragged a bright long tail in the air, and finally turned into a halo, falling in front of the woman in white.

Under the shadow of blood all over the sky, the eyes of the woman in white flickered, she didn't seem to have time to think, she took the golden light with her hand, and rushed to meet the shadow of blood that had already rushed to her eyes! With a loud bang, the golden and red rays of light were completely intertwined, and then exploded. The mountains trembled, the earth reverberated, and the snow all over the ground was rolled up by this violent explosion, and once again, they were scattered and scattered into the sky! I don't know how long it took, the energy all over the sky dissipated, and the surroundings became silent again.I saw that the Qianlong Jue in the gray-clothed man's hand had returned to a blue color, and was entangled with the golden light in the white-clothed woman's hand.

The dazzling light gradually disappeared, and then everyone could see clearly that the woman in white was also holding a round round—a round golden treasure wheel. The two Baolun wings are as thin as a cicada's wings, but at this moment they are facing each other, biting each other, and it is difficult to move an inch. Neither the woman in white nor the man in gray moved. At this moment, the power of both sides has reached its limit, no matter who tries to break this balance, they may be beheaded by Baolun who has escaped from the shackles! A suffocating breath came out from the sharp blades of the two precious wheels, weighing heavily on the hearts of everyone present.

Suddenly, Master Baimo's surprised voice broke the silence: "It's you!" Sansheng Image seemed to feel something, and suddenly held back.A large group of red light exploded from among the four of them again, as if a ball of fireworks had exploded in the boundless snow field, and the three gray figures, like three dead leaves, retreated three feet back by the force of the explosion, and then stood up again. shape. In the blurred red light, Qianlong Jue split in two and fell into the snow. The divine light in the eyes of the three people did not show any regrets, but became colder, pointing like a blade behind Master Baimo.

Everyone couldn't help looking where their eyes were pointing. Two blood-red steeds, with their brown manes flying high, stood proudly under the snow-capped peak, neighing loudly.They seem to have come rushing for a long distance, gasping for breath, spewing out streams of mist, dripping with sweat on the snow, it turned out to be like fresh blood. The two on horseback were covered in dust. One of them was wearing a yellow robe. Although his face was full of tiredness, he still had a dignified appearance. It was the Living Buddha Sonam Gyatso of Drepung Monastery who had been there for many days.

More striking is another one.The man had a bearded face, mighty and menacing, and his loose brown hair fluttered in the wind. What was even more strange was that he was carrying a huge five-foot-long vajra on his back, with six dragons hovering around his body, and it was extremely brilliant. , Against his stalwart figure, he looks like a god. Master Baimo asked in surprise, "This is?" Sonamja Cuo said solemnly: "This is the master of the grassland, the Great Dharma King of the Esoteric Cult, An Dahan, and the magic weapon on his body is the Six Dragons Subduing Demon Pestle." Master Baimo was startled: "I Dahan?" "Exactly." Sonamka nodded by mistake, pointed to the golden wheel in the woman's hand, and said seriously: "The six dragons subduing the magic pestle and the ten-directional treasure wheel are the two secret treasures I borrowed from the Great Khan." Master Baimo still had an unbelievable look on his face: "But... how could the Great Khan come here in person? What's more..." He shook his head and did not continue. How could I Dahan, the owner of the entire grassland, not bring a soldier? , followed Sonam Kya to go to Tibet alone? Sonamka seemed to have read his mind wrongly, shook his head and said: "It's hard to explain this matter, let's lay out the mandala array first." Master Baimo was still hesitating, when one of the men in gray sneered and said, "The Khan came here alone, probably because he secretly opened the treasure of Tianhu, offended the gods, and has no face to face the elders of the clan, right?" Although they knew that they were connected with Dijia and could foresee the past and future, but such a secret matter was also known, and Sonamka couldn't help but change his face slightly. But An Da didn't take it seriously at all, and said with a smile: "That's right, Ben Khan has issued a secret edict before leaving, if within a month, if the two artifacts cannot be brought back to Tianhu safely, the elders of the clan will open the edict. When Prince Jieshi succeeds to the throne, Ben Khan will accept all punishments from the clan as a guilty body." The man in gray sneered and said, "Abandoning the great rivers and mountains, tens of thousands of people come to Tibet to wade in this muddy water, sweating profusely." Anda smiled and said, "Ben Khan is just looking for someone." "Who?" The gray-clothed man's face darkened, hesitantly asked: "Could it be that the Great Khan also came for the goddess Pafanti?" Anda shook his head: "She's not some kind of Pavanti goddess..." His eyes turned to the distance, and there was a little warmth in his majestic eyes. She is not the goddess of Pavanti, she is just a woman who once compared three arrows with him and risked her life to persuade him to make peace with Ming Ting Hushi and never to offend each other; A peaceful woman; a woman who left without saying goodbye, and whom he cherishes so far... It was she who blocked the massacre of the city with her weak body in front of the barracks; it was her who generously performed dances for the people of Mongolia and Khan when the market opened; it was her gentle smile and water-red clothes that formed a A blooming red lotus will always be engraved on the grassland... And now, where is she? The sky was filled with rays of light, like the ferocious bloodstains on the human skin scroll, covering up the water-red figure. Anda was stunned, as if waking up from his memory, he pulled out the six-dragon subduing magic pestle with a swish, shook his hands tightly, and said decisively: "Ben Khan's trip is to bring her back to Mongolia, and I would rather protect her for the rest of my life." , and never let her fall into the hands of you evil heretics!" Although his voice was not loud, there was a faint irresistible force that lifted the spirits of everyone present. Master Baimo also showed a smile on his face, nodded and said: "In this case, the mandala array hidden in the cloth tire!" A huge mandala pattern came out, it seems that the magic circle has been prepared for a long time. The huge eight-petal flower, colorful, against the blue sky and white clouds, snow-capped mountains and green lakes, slowly unfolds, blooming dazzling brilliance on the empty snow field. The other six injured masters managed to stand up from the snow, and took out the other six magic weapons from their bags, and handed them to Master Baimo. Sanshengying looked at their actions with cold eyes, and did not stop them. His words were filled with sarcasm: "The formation is in place, and the eight artifacts are in place. Where are the eight predestined people?" The woman in white held the ten-direction golden wheel in silence, and walked to the southern magic circle first. The four Living Buddhas of Sera Monastery, Lunzhe Monastery, Tashilhunpo Monastery, and Meili Monastery were less injured, and they each received their ritual instruments and stood on the four formations in the southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest respectively. Baimo handed one of the remaining two magic weapons to Sonam Gyatso and kept the other to himself, but kept his disciples out of the magic circle. Ida is in the north, the woman in white is in the south, and Sonam Gyatso and Baimo are separated from east to west. On the snowy ground, the painted eight-petal flower seems to be nourished invisible, and it instantly becomes more colorful. Sonamka looked at the image of Sansheng wrongly, and said seriously: "The Taizang Mandala Formation has not appeared in the human world for hundreds of years. It was originally designed to kill your master Tiga, and now you can only try it out first." !” After saying that, with a wave of the long sword in his hand, the entire Taizang Mandala Formation seemed to be inspired by an invisible force, and the eight artifacts echoed each other, sending out a clear and clear dragon chant. The sound is full! In Le Shenglun Palace. The moonlight is swaying, and the clear waves in the pool are like opening a lavender autumn mirror.The clear waves are turbulent, and the color of the jade is uneven. Di Jia left the pool and never looked back. When Xiangsi raised her head slightly, she only saw his background.His blue robe was dragged on the ground, and the moonlight was like a sacrificial flame, flowing erratically, and water drops dripped down along his hair, covering his whole body with a strange light, and gradually hidden behind the heavy curtains after. The water light seemed to drag a long ribbon behind him, extending into the depths of the night.His whole body also seemed to come from the night, and finally returned to the night. All around was deathly silence. Xiangsi stared blankly at the water mark on the ground, but didn't have the strength to take the opportunity to escape. Her scattered eyes suddenly froze, as if she found something in the water—it was a very faint bloodstain.Little by little, sprinkled in the water marks, like a bunch of early plums that no one cares about. He was still hurt after all.Acacia lowered her head and was speechless for a long time. Suddenly, she seemed to have made up her mind, got up from the pool, reached out and pulled down a brocade curtain next to her, and put it on her body. After hesitating for a moment, she still walked towards the night where Di Jia left just now. The curtain swayed gently in the wind, setting off a slightly cold night wind. The scene before Xiangsi's eyes suddenly widened, and the place where she was standing seemed to have changed suddenly.A glaring sun shone directly down from the front, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes. Behind the curtain is an extremely majestic temple.The entire temple was built on top of the mountain, and through dozens of huge stone pillars, one could see the continuous peaks of the snow-capped mountains and the sky as blue as the sea. The mountain wind blew up the brocade mantle wrapped around her body, like a bewitching lotus blooming in the sky. "You..." Xiangsi tightly held the brocade curtain in her hand, hesitant to speak. Di Jia turned his back to her, without looking back, silently looking up at the extremely tall statue in front of him.The loose blue hair and clothes behind him fluttered in the wind.It seems that he has been standing here since ancient times, and the one in the hall just now is just one of his endless incarnations. Acacia's eyes gradually froze on the statue, unable to move away. The statue is built on the back of the mountain, with a height of more than ten feet. The majestic figure goes straight into the depths of the sky. The brilliant sun halo is set off behind the statue's appearance. The sun hurts the eyes. The shape of the statue is extremely aggressive, with long hair that almost reaches the ground hanging down, one of which is wrapped around a poisonous snake and a skeleton, hanging on the chest, and the rest are flying in the sky.The statue's four arms are open, and it is dancing in the flames and halo. Three eyes are open, looking at the past, the future, and the present. The dance can step through all time and reincarnation. ——This is the God Lord who is lonely, cruel, solemn, and just, and the owner of the six powers of destruction, sex, war, asceticism, beasts, and dance, Shiva. Shiva has the dance of the universe, and all kinds of power in the world are born in his dancing posture-that is, the evolution, persistence and ultimate dissolution of the universe.He is the creator of the hard and soft dances in the world, and his dance is a symbol of all wisdom and ultimate beauty.Legend has it that Vishnu's partner Naga Shesha even gave up his loyalty to Vishnu in order to watch Shiva's dance. This kind of dance is called tandala dance, which should have been a model of all dances and arts in the world, and a symbol of eternal movement in the universe.Shiva, however, seldom dances.For when he dances, the world perishes in his wild dance. Shiva, the god of dancing, holds flames, drums, tridents, and longbows in his four arms.Drums symbolize sound, and sound symbolizes creation. According to the mythological records of the Puranas, the first creation that opened up chaos was sound.The burning halo of flames symbolizes the endless cycle of the universe without beginning and end.The trident symbolizes subduing demons, and the huge bow held by the uppermost arm condenses Shiva's omnipotent destructive power.The giant bow that destroyed the Three Linked Cities turned into boundless brilliance and spread out from the hands of the gods, covering the Three Realms.Groups of demons, beasts, and all living beings prostrate at the feet of God, worshiping eternally. ... The two faced each other silently in front of the statue of Shiva, as if tens of millions of years had passed.Di Jia sighed and said, "You can go." Xiangsi seemed to come back to her senses suddenly, and murmured: "Me?" Tiga still stared at the statue, and said slowly: "Pavanti can wait for Shiva for ten thousand years, reincarnated, it's the same. But you have chosen someone else, and you are so persistent. So—" He suddenly After a pause, he finally shook his head and said, "You are not her." Xiangsi was silent for a moment, and said, "Are you really going to let me go?" Dijia said lightly: "Since you are not her, what's the point of me keeping you." He paused for a long time before sighing: "God Shiva is omnipotent. Before returning to his original position last time, he left six kinds of The great powers are destruction, war, sexual power, beast master, asceticism, and dance. As his incarnation in the world, I have fully realized the last five. However, I still can't use one thing freely—— He turned around suddenly, looked at Xiangsi and said, "This is the bow of Shiva that ultimately contains the power of destruction." Only then did Xiangsi see clearly that he was holding a huge bow in his hand. Under the blue sky, the bow slowly opened a thick black color, but this black color is gorgeous and dazzling, like a section of galaxy cut from the hands of the grandson of heaven.Endless brilliance flows on the bowstring, making people afraid to stare at it. When King Asura swept across the Three Realms, the gods were terrified. The god of the earth turned into a chariot, the god of the sun and moon became a wheel, the mountain god became a battle flag, the snake god became an arrow, the phoenix became an arrow feather, and Brahma himself was the driver. Go to the top of the snow mountain and ask Shiva to fight.And Shiva used this bow to pierce through the so-called eternal city of three chains with one arrow. The divine light in Xiangsi's eyes stayed on the bow for a long time. The bowstring is stretched like a full moon. On the string is a feathered arrow, and thousands of golden lights shine out from the tail of the arrow like the sun, just like the most beautiful tail feathers from a phoenix.It is like a torch jumping under the blue sky, shining brightly. And the tip of the golden arrow was aimed directly at her chest. Xiangsi closed her eyes and said softly, "You want to kill me?" Tiga shook his head, and said slowly: "No. The bow of Shiva destroys your body, and it will also save your soul." He watched her silently, no longer speaking, and gradually revealed a kind of evil in his cold and bewitching red eyes. Come mercy. Xiangsi looked up at him, his figure and the statue behind him were inseparable, and his expression suddenly seemed to be as high as a god, as if he had been indifferent to life, old age, sickness, death, joy, anger, sorrow and joy in the world for a long time, but occasionally aroused compassion. He doesn't want you to die, but just, generously, grants immortality to those he chooses. The bow of Shiva is shining like a rainbow.Anyone who sees such a beautiful brilliance can't help but prostrate and worship, willing to sleep eternally in its arms. Death was his gift to her.In the eyes of many people, this is the eternal pursuit of dreams and a rare honor in three lifetimes. Xiangsi took a deep breath, and suddenly said, "Is it really that important to become a god?" Ti Jia stared at her, seemed to be facing an extremely stupid question, and finally said lightly: "You won't understand." Xiangsi said, "Why don't you want to be a human being?" Tiga didn't answer. Xiangsi suddenly took a step forward, holding the arrow tip with both hands. Di Jia frowned, and was about to withdraw the arrow, but hesitated again. At this time, there was a burning sound in the air, Xiangsi couldn't stop shaking her hands, and her face suddenly turned pale, but she didn't let go, instead she held the tip of the arrow to her chest and said softly: "If you really think so If you can save me, shoot the arrow." Di Jia stared at her, and suddenly raised his hand, the sound of strings sounded empty, and the feather arrow had been withdrawn from his hand. Xiangsi still put her hands on her chest, maintaining the posture just now, and drops of blood dripped down her white wrists. Di Jia turned around, didn't look at her, and said indifferently: "I have removed all the mazes in the east of Le Shenglun Palace. You can go down the mountain along the path on the left. Someone broke into the west Come on, I have to defend the enemy with my heart, I can't send you off." Xiangsi was stunned, knowing that he really wanted to let her go, a look of joy flashed across her face, and suddenly she said worriedly: "Is the enemy strong, your injury..." Di Jia interrupted her: "Let's go!" Xiangsi glanced at him again, and finally said: "Take care." Turning around, she ran towards the path to the left of the statue. At this moment, a melodious Sanskrit singing suddenly came from the sky.The voice was vague, extremely high and distant, like flowers raining down from the sky, suddenly falling, the fragrance of heaven filled the road, piercing people's hearts. Xiangsi couldn't help but stop, and looked up at the dark blue sky, but she didn't know where the sound came from. Ti Jia came behind her at some point and said, "It is said that the Tianyin Sanskrit singing of Leshenglun Palace has not been repeated for thousands of years." Xiangsi said in surprise, "Then why today..." Dijia smiled and said: "Because Le Shenglun Palace is welcoming its owner." Xiangsi murmured, "Who?" Di Jia suddenly grabbed her shoulder, turned her to him, and said, "You." Only then did Xiangsi see that he was holding the feathered arrow just now in one hand, the arrow was pointing straight at the blue sky, the golden tip of the arrow shone with dazzling light, and in the center of the golden light, there was a meandering bloodstain, which for some reason had turned as bright red as a peach blossom The color is full of brilliant light flowing, and the golden light like the sun can't be blocked. The Buddhist singing all over the sky seemed to come from the arrow. "Your blood stained Shiva's arrow, which caused the Sanskrit singing of Leshenglun Palace to play." Dijia stared at her, and said word by word: "Maybe I didn't find the wrong person in the end." Xiangsi shook her head, took a step back, and said, "Impossible..." Di Jia interrupted: "Yes or no, it is no longer something you and I can understand." He turned to face the god statue, put a finger between his eyebrows, and said in a seal: "The only way is to pray for divine enlightenment." Xiangsi was startled, and said: "God's sign?" She looked up at the statue, and murmured, "Ask him?" "No." Tiga shook his head and cast his eyes into the distance: "It is the messenger of God. It lives in the fifth holy spring, the demon of mandala teaching, and Shiva's only prophet in the world-Sunday." Each of the four holy springs on Mount Kailash flows into a country of Buddhism and becomes a river that irrigates the ten directions and nurtures all people.Among them, the Ganges River flows into India; the Yangtze River flows into China. However, there is a fifth way. The fifth holy spring resides in the center of the world.According to legend, it was sealed by ice and snow in the heavenly battle ten thousand years ago. Unless Shiva's arrow pierces through it, no power can open it. And Riyao, the envoy of God in the fifth holy spring, is also the last blue bird of Queen Mother Xi.Like Yueque and Xinglian, they are all deformed demigods with magical power of prophecy. They live in places that ordinary people cannot set foot in, enduring great pain and torture, just for their mission - to summon the Queen Mother of the West. return. Dijia inserted the arrow into the ground with her backhand, raised her jaw slightly, and said, "Will you follow me to the fifth holy spring?" Xiangsi hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded. Tigatu waved his hand, only to hear a loud bang, and the boulder on the right side of the statue of Shiva slowly moved away, and the dim light shone, and it turned out that there was also a narrow tunnel inside. Acacia was still surprised, Di Jia had already patted her on the shoulder from behind and said, "Follow me in." Xiangsi suddenly seemed to think of something: "Then... what about the enemy who broke into the palace?" Di Jia's deep red eyes froze: "He has entered the peacock formation. However, since ancient times, no human being has been able to walk out of the peacock formation." As soon as Zhuo Wangsun stepped into the tunnel, the stone door behind him was closed with a bang. The tunnel is extremely long and seems to never end.The stone walls on both sides turned out to be translucent, through the dense blue light, one could vaguely see the waters within three feet outside.And that weird blue light with criss-crossing invisible magnetic force passed through the body one after another, illuminating the bones and veins of the human body with a green color, and the stone walls on both sides seemed to be crushed by the huge force, almost deformed. Zhuo Wangsun didn't know how long he had been walking in this tunnel, and the fish swimming outside the stone wall missed one group after another.Some are as small as marbles, with thousands of dots of golden light, rushing past, like a canopy of golden fireworks; , terrifying and grotesque, like an ancient monster that escaped from Yu Ding.People can't help but have an illusion that the time of traveling in this tunnel is the birth of the world, and it has gone through many eras such as gods and monsters, prehistoric times, and civilizations; the entire history of growth, change, death, and reincarnation of all things. Suddenly, his eyes widened, and a colorful brilliance came through the air. In front of him was an extremely vast forest. It's just that there are no trees in this forest, but countless towering stone pillars. The first column is thick and thin, red all over, about tens of feet high, facing Zhuo Wangsun, with countless messy patterns and unrecognizable characters carved on the column.And behind this stone pillar, like branches of a big tree, there are six branches, each with its own color.And on top of these six branches, there are six branches regenerated from each pillar, so that they are endless, going back and forth, and the forest rapidly expands and extends, as if it is boundless, and it is covered in deep darkness. The lower half of the stone forest was not submerged in several feet of liquid.The liquid is not so much water, it is better to say it is mercury, a strange silver light, as quiet as a sinking jade, reflected in the sky, and the patterns on the pillars flickered. It is said that the Qin King Mausoleum uses mercury as a stream of lakes underground. There is a vast lake of mercury here, which really makes people feel like they have entered a thousand-year-old tomb by mistake. The seven-color stone forest is set off by the blue light at the top and the silver pattern at the bottom, making it even more radiant and colorful. Unexpectedly, this formation of peacocks is really like a peacock spreading its tail. It is so beautiful that it only makes people dazzled. What is even more unexpected is that such a vast project is hidden in the bottom of this secluded lake.And this pillar of colored stones, the lake of mercury, could it be the legendary formation of peacocks that no one can break?What meaning do those messy patterns and scriptures represent? In any case, there was no way ahead except for the colorful stone pillars that were half submerged in the water. Zhuo Wangsun suddenly jumped and fell to the top of the first stone pillar without a sound. Under his feet is a blood-red picture of Shiva Jataka.On the top of the six pillars in front, each is painted with an incarnation of Shiva.The god of destruction, the god of sexual power, the god of war, the god of asceticism, the god of dancing, and the lord of beasts.The six-color paintings are all inlaid with a circle of eye-catching gold. From the top, they really look like peacock feathers, alluring and charming. And after each painting, these six incarnations are reproduced separately, so that the cycle goes on and on, like a huge peacock, blooming its feather screen at the bottom of this holy lake. But which incarnation of Shiva should he choose next? Zhuo Wangsun stared at the color picture and suddenly sneered, "Come out." A figure slowly appeared on the painting of Shiva, the dancing god. That person's whole body was hidden in a black cloak, not to mention his face, even his figure was hard to see clearly.However, a faint and warm aura came from the air from his vague figure. Zhuo Wangsun glanced at him and said calmly, "Who are you?" The man stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled and said, "I am the one who guards the Peacock Formation."