Chapter 19 Chapter 19 Reincarnation

Xiaoyan stood quietly in the fetal Tibetan mandala formation. Wars, wars, chaos, killings, everything seemed to be fragments of light flickering in his mind, bringing gold and iron horses with a bang, almost flattening his consciousness.In the chaotic and chaotic world, he suddenly saw a ray of light, and all the chaos froze, shining on the person in front of him.Inexplicably, Xiaoyan felt that this person was very familiar, as if he was himself. Could this be his previous life? Xiaoyan focused on this person, but this person didn't notice him.It was an ascetic who was weary walking through the wilderness, looking for the intangible and untouchable providence.

He hoped that his devotion would bring him the wisdom of liberation. He walked barefoot, his chapped lips scorched his heart under the scorching sun, but his heart didn't move at all.Because that's what he wanted. What you want is suffering, because all living beings in the world are suffering. Two trees suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, these two trees were extremely tall, towering up to the sky, like gods with wings covering the whole earth, stretching their limbs in the whole world. What is especially strange is that these two trees are one withered and the other withered. The withered one has no leaves, while the prosperous one covers the sky and the earth.If the ascetic realized something, he walked towards the two trees.From then on, he sat in the middle of the tree, thinking about the world and the universe.

Why do flowers bloom?Why does life have to die?Why does poverty breed in this world? He pondered deeply. Every morning, he stepped on the dew to come to the two trees, sitting and thinking. At night, he walked on the starlight to the cave where he lived, still thinking. This is a wasteland, inaccessible, and nothing can interrupt the ascetic's thinking. Until one day, a shepherdess appeared in front of him. The ascetic did not stop his thinking, and the shepherdess looked at him blankly, not understanding what he was doing. His gorgeous clothes have long been ragged and knotted, and his handsome face has long been covered by the scorching sun and dust, but his eyes are still as deep as the stars and the sea.

The shepherdess looked at him and let the sheep find grass and food by themselves, quietly accompanying the ascetic. In that country, there is a custom of offering sacrifices to ascetics, and the poor shepherdess has no money or food to offer. Therefore, every morning, when the ascetic walks out of the cave, the shepherdess brings a bowl of clean water as her offering. But she didn't have a word with the ascetic, because the ascetic's thoughts were all immersed in his thoughts.The tree withered and the tree flourished, and the reincarnation of all ages, all sank into his thoughts.

The shepherdess sat quietly on the side, watching him silently. In this way, a whole year passed. Finally, the shepherdess spoke to the ascetic for the first time. Her crisp voice contained piety, curiosity, but also naughty girlishness: "Master, can I also practice?" He was silent, the shepherdess' question reminded him of common people. You come here every day and offer me a bowl of water, this is practice. The shepherdess was silent, the sheep were running happily, but the shepherdess' eyes never fell on them again. Yes, coming here every day and offering a bowl of water is my practice.

From then on, the two never talked again, they only had to accept the offering of this bowl of water. Until one year there was a severe drought. Even Rong's tree had only a few branches and leaves left, and the ground was cracked, but the ascetic still sat under the two trees, and he was even a little happy in his heart, because he regarded this as a God's fulfillment. The shepherdess had a sad face on her face.Because she couldn't even take out the bowl of water that was offered. She is still silently looking up at the ascetic every day, but her heart is full of sorrow.Drought is still raging, this is the suffering of all life, but it seems to only cut on the heart of the shepherdess.

Because she has nothing to offer. One night, as she stroked her wrist, she suddenly had a realization.She bit her wrist open with her teeth, and took a bowl full of blood.Delighted, she rushed under the twin trees and offered her offering. Master, this is my offering and my practice. She raised her head, her eyes filled with hope and piety. But the ascetic frowned.Even under the cover of night, the smell of blood still disturbed his heart. He walks away. The shepherdess was full of panic, not knowing why the offering of blood was still not pious enough to be accepted by the ascetic.She thought hard.

People rumored that the sweet spring a hundred miles away was still spraying water.She didn't even think about it, and rushed away with the bowl in hand. For a hundred miles, every step is a bumpy journey, staggering, going and coming again.Her face was covered with wind and frost, and finally, she took half a bowl of clear water and walked back under the double trees. But the ascetic had already left, and there was no pensive figure under the double trees. The alms bowl was overturned and immersed in the dry ground, and it was gone in an instant.The shepherdess sat on her knees, thinking hard.

You come here every day and offer me a bowl of water, this is your practice. ——Why don’t you let me practice anymore? Her heart and body ached.She knelt and sat under the Shaluo tree for a long time, and never got up again. Day after day, until her heart turned to stone and her body turned to dust. At the end of her life, she expressed her wish. "Why do you always have a sad face and refuse to smile? I want to see you smile at me." For this wish, all the gods of the heavens wept for it.They collected the ashes that the shepherdess had turned into, and turned them into a big stone, which fell beside the ascetic.

They respected the wishes of the shepherdess and let her look at the ascetic and his smile for life after life. The ascetic continued to practice asceticism, and he finally gained great wisdom, which even the gods of the heavens praised, and they gave him a new name, Buddha.The Buddha evolved his wisdom into three thousand scriptures, which he preached to all living beings every day.He didn't notice that the one who listened most sincerely was the rock beside him, the stubborn stone. The stubborn stone listened carefully to every word of the Buddha.These words are like warm springs, pouring on its heart, and gradually, it has a spiritual sense.It rejoiced to see the Buddha.

Buddha is smiling every day, but he is smiling for all living beings, not for it.But the stubborn stone is satisfied, because it has seen the smile of Buddha. Buddha has more and more believers, he spends more and more time preaching scriptures, and spends less and less time sitting beside the stubborn stone, but the stubborn stone is satisfied. As long as it can see the Buddha's smile from afar, its heart will be inexplicably purified. But the king hated the Buddha because he took away his people.Finally one day, the Dharma Extermination Movement began. The king surrounded the Buddha with one hundred thousand soldiers, set up firewood, and wanted to burn the Buddha. The Buddha was very calm, he said quietly, let me speak the Dharma for the last time. I promise you.The king showed his tolerance as a king. The Buddha ascended to the high platform, and he began to teach the Dharma. This is the wisdom he obtained from hard thinking under the twin trees, this is everything he has realized and understood, this is goodness, and it is Bodhi. The stubborn stone looked at the flame and the Buddha, its tears couldn't help falling down, it nodded slightly, trying to relieve the Buddha's suffering. The stubborn stone nodded!The stubborn stone nodded!The terrified beings were shouting. The stubborn stone nodded!The stubborn stone nodded!The terrified king also cried out.They put down their weapons, knelt in front of the Buddha, and begged for his mercy.The Buddha did not embarrass them, and accepted them all as believers. Buddhism has also become the national law of this country. However, surrounded by all living beings, the Buddha's eyes could not stay on the stubborn stone.However, the stubborn stone is satisfied because it has done its best for the Buddha.It knows that the Buddha who is enshrined by all living beings must have a very happy smile, although this smile does not fall on it. But it is enough. Then it was waiting quietly again, waiting for the Buddha to appear. But the Buddha did not appear. The craftsmen came, felled the stubborn stone, and carved it into a Buddha image.Standing in the palace, worshiping every day.The knives and axes chiseled its skin and flesh inch by inch; the pain was unforgettable, but its heart was happy because it had the same face as a Buddha. It looks forward to the Buddha's coming every day, because it has eyes to gaze at the Buddha, and it has hands to worship the Buddha.The incense is lingering, and its spirituality is getting deeper and deeper, but the Buddha has never come. Some believers say that the Buddha went to the East, and some say that the Buddha went to the Lonely Garden, but in short, the Buddha will not come.The stubborn stone was very sad because it did not receive the Buddha's smile.A smile that really works for it.This is its great regret.It can only use the Buddha's body to absorb the offerings of all living beings. The second campaign to eradicate Dharma began, and all Buddha statues were pulled down and smashed.The stubborn stone was not spared either.The craftsman who carved it became the executioner who destroyed it.It doesn't hate them, it just regrets that it will never see the Buddha again. With a hammer, the craftsman shattered the Buddha-like face, and the pain was deep and unforgettable. Finally, the iron hammer chiseled away the stubborn stone, and suddenly, a large amount of blood gushed out from the stubborn stone, which was its spirituality, which it got from the Buddha's lectures. Now, all of them have been turned into its offerings and returned to the Buddha. Life after life, it is destined to use its own blood to worship the Buddha. The craftsmen were stunned, and they frantically tried to restore the Buddha statue, but only heard a crisp sound, the Buddha statue split into dozens of pieces, and blood gushed out from it, flooding the entire temple. Confused life, chaotic samsara, stubborn stone has been walking hard. In another life, it turned into a flower, held in the hand of the Buddha, and preached to the monks.The Buddha smiled at the flower, but the flower knew that his smile was not for himself, so the flower withered again. It turned into a goddess and sprinkled mandala flowers on the Buddha's body to decorate his dignity when the Buddha was preaching scriptures. However, the Buddha's smile burst out for all living beings, but he ignored the goddess in front of him.He didn't even know that this beautiful and enchanting mandala flower was transformed from a little bit of her blood. Life after life, it uses its own heart and blood to worship the Buddha - because this is its practice. Finally, the Buddha has achieved his own fruit, and in the fragrance of fragrant flowers, he will go away through the sky and sit on the top of the three thousand worlds.But when he was about to ascend, looking back at the world, he saw the quiet eyes of the stubborn stone in the confusion of all living beings. The Buddha who comprehends and overcomes suffering and is full of good wisdom owes him a smile. Suddenly there was a trace of melancholy in the Buddha's heart, and this melancholy made his ascension steps slow, and he felt a hindrance in his heart. What kind of obstacle is that?Buddha was confused. This confusion has gone through three lives and hundreds of generations, and it also shines on Xiaoyan's body.He held the fetal Tibetan magic weapon in his hand, and this confusion bit his heart deeply. Life after life, she will enshrine herself with blood, just to find her own smile. The Buddha, who is merciful to all living beings, just stingy with this smile. Is it owed to her?Xiaoyan smiled wryly, and this smile made his consciousness suddenly clear. Why, why did I actually see this phantom? Could this be the power of the fetal Tibetan mandala array?He suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that during the moment he was indulging in the illusion, the fetal Tibetan mandala array had doubled in size. Xiaoyan looked around in horror, and saw the image of Sansheng and Suonanjia Cuo standing quietly in the mandala formation, seemingly unconscious, the brilliance of the mandala formation shrouded them, as if they were coming from their bodies. The dream absorbs nutrients and gradually grows stronger. Fetal Tibetan Mandala Formation! The memory in Xiaoyan's heart seemed to be suddenly awakened. The Taizang Mandala Array and the Vajra Mandala Array are twins.When the Taizang Mandala Formation is fully activated, it will slowly expand and eventually evolve into another Vajra Mandala Formation, quickly sweeping the entire snowy area into it.And the people, things, and mountains and rivers in the formation will all become part of the mandala formation, sinking into the cycle forever, no matter how difficult it is to escape! This is also the purpose of Dijia's use of the hands of the great virtues to lay out the mandala formation of the fetus. ——Rebuild the vajra mandala array to cover everything up. This new mandala formation will be extremely vast, sweeping across the entire snowy area, and then slowly expand, finally including everything in the world. ——This is also the true meaning of Shiva's destruction of the world. Now, all the places where this light rolled past have collapsed into deep holes, engulfing everything except light.This formation only showed kindness to the eight Xiaoyans, not only did they not hurt them, but they used their light wings to protect them. Xiaoyan took a deep breath, folded his hands together, and his inner strength suddenly erupted. He had just spit out all the strength, but his heart suddenly shook, because he had already noticed that while he was sleeping, the mandala formation had actually matched his heart and was inseparable!A looming ray of light rolled out from the light petals of the mandala array, divided into eight lines, and implanted in the bodies of the eight of them respectively. It turned out that they, like Ji Yunshang, had become one with this formation, sharing weal and woe.The array is him, and he is the array.There is no power that can separate them from this formation, except death.This is the majesty of the Taizang Mandala Formation, life and death are irresistible! If you want to die, just let me come. There was a wry smile on Xiaoyan's face, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of underworld butterflies flew out, even forcibly pulling out the seven rays of light from the bodies of the seven people.Immediately, the brilliance of the mandala trembled, and there was a faint sound of furious thunder, and the seven rays completely penetrated into his body. His gaze was fixed on the eight magic tools, each of which was engraved with a seal. These are the real ways to seal the mandala array.Xiaoyan forcibly suppressed the impact of the eight rays of light in his body, folded his hands, and formed these marks one by one. The wild power of the Taizang Mandala Formation was transferred from the space between the heaven and the earth to his body, raging violently, piercing through the heart, bringing pain like every inch was broken.But Xiaoyan always had a smile on his face and finished these seals. The radiant petals of the mandala flower slowly curled up around his body, and the vast power of the mandala formation was finally completely wiped away on the snowy area. But it became a curse, a brand, deeply engraved in Xiaoyan's body.He will alone bear the hurricane counterattack of the mandala formation, using his body that has been tortured by the blood curse for more than ten years. Xiaoyan reached out to wipe away the blood on his face, it was the first damage caused by the mandala array.He looked at the seven people who were still sleeping in the formation, and a special feeling suddenly surged in his heart, so he raised his head. What he saw was Qianli Zishi's frightened eyes.This gaze seemed to pass through the majesty of heaven and earth, the reincarnation of all ages, with infinite admiration and reverence, silently watching him. Xiaoyan's heart trembled slightly, could it be that the hidden mandala array also cast phantoms on her body? Respectfully, Qianli Zishi knelt down slowly. You come here every day and offer me a bowl of water, this is practice. Past life and present life, in a trance, superimposed on this image in front of him, superimposed in Xiaoyan's heart.He couldn't help reaching out and holding her. This is the shepherdess who enshrines him life after life, but he owes a smile. He knew that he must pay it back, because it was the wish of the gods of the heavens. But not yet, because his burden was too heavy, he raised his head and looked at the top of the snow peak.Under the setting sun, the elegant and solemn figure of Mount Kailash is vast and silhouetted. He helped up Qianli Zishi, who was kneeling on the ground, and walked to the depths of Xuefeng. I don't know how long it took before all the people in the Taizang mandala formation woke up. The earth was still empty and bright, as if nothing had happened, but the eight brilliant artifacts seemed to have dimmed, and no longer regained their original luster. Sonamka was a little stunned. Most of the eight-petal flowers on the snow ground had melted away, and the entire fetal Tibetan mandala array seemed to have been completely destroyed and returned to nothingness. However, who turned this ancient magic circle into nothingness? Where did the purple-clothed boy who saved everyone from danger just now go? Could it be that the Buddha really couldn't bear to see the life in ruins, so he came to the world in person, and took the fetal store mandala array back to the heaven? Just when he couldn't figure it out, he heard a wild laugh: "The Taizang mandala formation has been broken, let's see what else you can do!" Everyone looked up in astonishment, but it was the three men in gray walking towards this side on the damaged magic circle. Everyone's hearts were as cold as snow all over the ground. Everyone's eardrums ached from Zhang Li's loud laughter. They seemed to be intact, but these masters were exhausted, and they no longer had the slightest strength to resist! Are you really going to die here today? The images of the three lives passed in front of the great virtues, as if they had ignored them, they stopped in front of the woman in white, and their mocking eyes swept across her face. The woman in white stood silently in the snow, the bodhi branch in her hand looked a little withered, but her expression was still calm and at ease. The white veil was spread behind her, like a white umbilical tree blooming in the wind in the depths of the snowy area. Sonamka Cuo couldn't help being taken aback. After a series of battles, she could still be so calm and composed, or was it all in her expectation?Or, her strength is far beyond what everyone has seen so far? The man in gray sneered and said, "If you haven't left the Ganges Mahamudra, I'm afraid you will never have a chance." Another person said with a smile: "The three of us have never killed anyone, but you just want to see how powerful the legendary Ganges Mahamudra is, but you have been refusing to use it. Could it be true?" Another person seemed to be a little impatient and said: "Stop talking nonsense, kill them all and go back to your life," stretched out his hand and pointed at the woman in white: "I'll start with you." After speaking, he spread his ten fingers and was about to grab the woman in white. A smile appeared on the face of the woman in white. This smile startled the gray-clothed man, he couldn't help but withdraw his hands and said, "When death is imminent, what are you laughing at?" The woman in white smiled and said, "I laugh at you all dead, but you don't know it yet." The image of Sansheng was stunned, and the surprise on his face finally turned into an angry expression: "Nonsense, we are the incarnation of Lord Shiva, how can we die?" The woman in white smiled and said: "The moment you assimilate with the master's soul, your own physical body has died, and you can only walk in the world by storing your own souls in the images of the master's past, present, and future lives. The power of the Taizang Mandala Array lies in its ability to resolve the cycle of reincarnation for several generations, and it is the nemesis of the three-life image Dafa. Therefore, in the Taizang Mandala Array just now, you have been destroyed by the power of reincarnation. Turn into dust!" Her voice was not high, but extremely clear, shocking everyone's hearts. But she smiled again, and sighed softly: "It's ridiculous that you are still unaware of it." The men in gray were stunned for a while, and one of them laughed angrily: "Are we completely destroyed?" He looked back at the other two, couldn't help laughing and said, "Look, could this woman have been hidden by her womb?" Mandala array crazy? Another sneered: "Perhaps, she is trying to delay time with these nonsense?" The third man in gray said coldly: "I don't think there is any need to talk nonsense with her. With one slap, you will know who is still alive and who has been wiped out!" The three looked at each other, and suddenly shot at the same time! A huge blood shadow suddenly swelled, like the sun and the moon revolving, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, and rushed down to the woman in white! Sonam Kia Cuo and other great virtuous figures couldn't help but lose their colors—this power doesn't seem to have weakened in the slightest, not to mention dead! Could it be that what the woman in white said was really just a bluff? However, the woman in white was not evasive or afraid, and stood with a shadow of blood in front of her.However, what she looked at was not the blood shadow, but the person behind the light and blood shadow.She stared at the gray-clothed man in the middle, and slowly raised one hand to the center of her eyebrows, her wrist sank, and her five fingers bloomed like demon chrysanthemums. This dharma seal is exactly the same as that formed by Xinglian and Riyao. The man in gray was ready to go, but his eyes were captured by the light in her eyes, and he was stunned for a moment. The blood shadow is running, as if it is eager to kill people, but the master is distracted.The ball of light hissed and danced, but it couldn't escape from the man's palm after all. Her voice seemed to come from the sky: "The devil is born in heaven, and all living beings are reincarnated. All people who are predestined are subject to this law..." Suddenly there was a loud bang, the red shadows all over the sky exploded, and countless gray dust scattered on the snow.