Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1112 - 429: The Third Incense of the Buddha Name (Part 3)
Wu Ya Zen sighed again and said, "Seeing Master Lu Xue like this, it’s not difficult to understand the reckless atrocities committed by the Ancient Buddha in the past."
"Hmm..."
Zhou Xuan seemed to hear a major piece of news.
It seemed that the Ancient Buddha’s reputation among the people in Jing Country had always been good, but now hearing Wu Ya Zen’s words, it seems that’s not the case.
What did the Ancient Buddha do to be compared with Master Lu Xue?
"If the Ancient Buddha were truly kind and pure, why would there be a need to transform into twenty-one Zen?"
Wu Ya Zen was reluctant to talk more about the Ancient Buddha; instead, he wanted to chat with Zhou Xuan about disaster relief efforts.
He asked Zhou Xuan: "Sir, in the face of the same disaster, you rushed around amidst the Xianhuo disaster, collecting food and money for the people of Mingjiang Prefecture, maintaining public order, fearing that even one innocent person would perish,
but when you saved the entire Prefecture City, you seemed indifferent to the fame, refusing to allow the people to kneel before you—
why did you act in this way?"
Zhou Xuan felt that Wu Ya Zen’s question was odd, tilted his head, and said: "Isn’t this how it’s supposed to be?"
"Do you really seek nothing?"
"I do."
"What do you seek?"
"I seek for every household and every person’s well-being."
Zhou Xuan said this, and Wu Ya Zen couldn’t hold back, deeply bowing to Zhou Xuan: "At this moment, I profoundly understand why the remaining will of the Ancient Buddha chose you to guide me,
in terms of Buddhist names, the Ancient Buddha does not compare to you."
Zhou Xuan quickly helped Wu Ya Zen up and said, "That’s overly flattering, really, I’m just a normal person."
"What do you mean by a normal person?"
"A person with human qualities, one who is alive should have human traits."
"I’ve heard a rather sentimental saying—having been drenched in rain oneself, one tends to hold an umbrella for others."
"Have you ever been drenched in rain?"
"Yes, that rain was very heavy... very heavy... it was in a not so distant winter... everywhere on the street were iron gates..."
Zhou Xuan said this and then stopped, moving further into the depths of the big fish.
"Once drenched in rain, one tends to hold an umbrella for others... Sir, you are truly extraordinary."
Wu Ya Zen had always thought of Zhou Xuan as an extraordinary person, but today, he realized that this great man of Mingjiang Prefecture was even more extraordinary,
this extraordinariness is both "evident" and "hidden," unique in its wisdom and passion, it’s the Buddhist "supreme extraordinariness."
...
As they walked further into the depths of the big fish, Zhou Xuan and Wu Ya Zen saw Master Lu Xue’s third Buddha name.
This Buddha name didn’t have too many obstacles,
after Master Lu Xue gained great fame through "relieving suffering and disaster," countless Human Desire Power unexpectedly knocked on his facade, allowing him to realize his identity as the noble "twenty-one Zen."
On that day,
in Mahayana Temple, the Buddha Bell chimed long,
that day,
countless spirit monsters on the nineteen veins stretching out from Yunlu Mountain prayed to the moon and worshipped Buddha,
while Master Lu Xue faced two choices,
he saw a golden Buddha and a mass of red blood.
They were waiting for Master Lu Xue’s choice.
"The Six Desires Zen, return to my sect, from now on, turning back is the shore." The golden Buddha beckoned to Master Lu.
"Six Desires, you were originally a big fish, so you should roam the world, enjoy worldly prosperity, return to my sect, I’ll teach you the Alchemy Technique, let you dominate the world, become the unique deity."
The mass of blood, with an extremely enticing voice, spoke words that deeply resonated with Master Lu Xue,
without a second thought, he walked toward that mass of blood,
the golden Buddha exclaimed, "Six Desires Zen, don’t make one mistake after another... turning back is the shore."
"I wasn’t wrong in the first place, why should I turn back?"
Master Lu Xue shook his robe sleeves and said, "If I were wrong, how could the people call me—the great savior of mankind?"
"Ah, obstinate and self-willed."
The golden Buddha sighed bitterly, while Master Lu Xue resolutely rushed toward that mass of blood.
This mass of blood attached itself to Master Lu Xue’s body,
once this mass of blood successfully attached, it was extremely arrogant,
using Master Lu Xue’s body, it arrogantly laughed at the golden Buddha, smugly shouting, "Fame and fortune, they are all stages, achieving immense wealth and status! What is wealth and status? The Human Pills I’ll refine in the future, that’s immense wealth and status,
As for you? Old monk, I give you one word—cold and hot medicine, both are good medicine, but they cannot cure the pervasive chills of the world, your so-called supreme Secret Method, salvation theory, how can they contend with the human heart like a ghost!"
When the mass of blood thoroughly merged with Master Lu Xue, Master Lu Xue became Fish Bodhisattva, a Demon Monk extremely skilled in refining Human Pills.
His first furnace of pills took twenty years, this furnace of elixir resurrected his family—his family, after death, was turned into "Flesh Buddha" with the body used as bones and gold as the seal, enshrined in the temple by devoted believers.
When his family broke free from the golden seal, Fish Monk’s Divine Skills of "reviving the dead, turning flesh into bones, transcending reincarnation Law" departed without trace.
This was his third Buddha name,
a Demon Monk, leapfrogging to become a renown human Great Buddha in Jing Country’s nine prefectures.
Things thereafter were smooth sailing for him,
he first occupied White Deer Mountain, then served the white crane of the Heavenly Dome daily and nightly, refining Golden Cores,
every day, countless worshippers came to Mahayana Temple by reputation, then silently sent into the White Deer Mountain cave, turned into brand new elixirs.
Meanwhile, he also deceived Bitter Ghosts by saying he saw the Heavenly God of Yellow Field Prefecture—the God of the Great River in the Sea of Bitter Tears.
By playing "Seeking Heavenly God," he became a guest of honor for Bitter Ghosts; his influence infiltrated every corner of this Prefecture City.
Mahayana Temple naturally became the prefecture temple of Yellow Field Prefecture—such was its immense prestige, that even Lu Xingzhou, wishing to kill Fish Monk, had to act cautiously.
The human Great Buddha with three Buddha names finally fell upon meeting Zhou Xuan today.
"The Fish Monk’s life truly was wicked beyond measure, fortunately he wasn’t killed just now, otherwise it would be too easy for him."
After Zhou Xuan finished exclaiming, he asked Wu Ya Zen: "Zen Master, on the day the Fish Monk Buddha descended into enlightenment, he saw a golden Buddha and a mass of blood,
who was this golden Buddha? And who was the mass of blood?"
Wu Ya Zen sighed and said: "The golden Buddha is a strand of the Ancient Buddha’s normal will,"
"the mass of blood is also the Ancient Buddha, but it’s a strand of the Ancient Buddha’s polluted will..."
