Chapter 477 Turning the Tables 2
Guang Chengzi immediately pulled out many of his carefully written essays, feeling that with a little revision, he wouldn't even need to use his brain.
With this in mind, Guang Chengzi immediately cut off the beginning and end, hiding the Chanjiao doctrine under the so-called Western doctrine, and soon a new scripture was freshly produced.
Suddenly, golden light of merit shone down, and Guang Chengzi looked incredulously at the book he had deliberately made mysterious in his hand, and suddenly understood.
Master, Guang Chengzi has misunderstood you. You are truly thinking of your disciples. The Western Paradise is vast and there is indeed much to be done there.
Senior Brother Duobao shoulders a heavy responsibility, striving to continue the fortune of the Jie Sect, while the Twelve Golden Immortals are there to support Duobao and find their own path.
Once the principle was understood, Guang Chengzi realized the truth.
The Twelve Golden Immortals were completely tempted. The thing in Guang Chengzi's hand was something they used to write down every day while sitting cross-legged in the main hall of Yuxu Palace to reflect on their actions.
“Saint Cundi, we have some thoughts on this matter and wish to find a cave to bury ourselves in engraving scriptures. May we go to the chosen temple now?” Puxian was anxious. The sooner he finished writing, the sooner he would gain merit. If he was late, his fellow disciples would write something similar, and he would lose his merit.
Zhunti smiled broadly, “Please do as you please. The West belongs to everyone. Feel free to do as you please and don’t be shy.”
The eleven Golden Immortals scattered in a panic, as if someone behind them was urging them on with a long whip.
Master has been ordering them to write their cultivation reflections every day. Indeed, Master is Master; these reflections are truly a valuable resource. Master, you have put so much thought into this; it is we disciples who are useless, only understanding this today…
Zhunti was overjoyed. What a promising talent! He had only glanced at the scriptures engraved in the main hall of the temple and had already gained enlightenment, writing a different scripture.
Zhunti could already picture the grandeur of his Great Thunderclap Temple. It must be said that Zhunti had long been envious of the vast and boundless Kunlun Mountain Sutra Repository, where anything could be found. What the West lacked most were all kinds of scriptures.
Jin Ling looked at Yun Zhongzi, "Junior brother, aren't you going to write it?" Isn't this the Chan Sect's specialty?
Yun Zhongzi gave an awkward smile, "I can't leave, I have to protect my senior sister." How could he possibly do that?
Jin Ling laughed at himself. It was as if Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi had wandered into the wrong organization. In fact, Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi should have taken Master as his master, rather than hearing Second Master Uncle summon him every day and having to go to Yuxu Palace like he was being tortured.
Zhunti snapped out of his reverie, silently rolling his eyes. Send Hongyun to copy scriptures? With his brain, he'd be lucky to even understand his own inherited memories.
"Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi, accompany Senior Sister to explore this sacred mountain again." Jin Ling decided to take a closer look at the sacred mountain before the Sage of Guidance returned, to sort out the future plans for her senior brother and make things easier for him.
I wonder if the Sage of Reception is as easy to fool as the Sage of Cundi.
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After bidding farewell to Laozi, Duobao traveled westward. Whenever he approached the western region, he would stop at a mountain and preach there.
"All living beings have a spirit and Buddha-nature. There is no distinction between high and low. Only by striving for longevity can one escape the suffering of reincarnation." Duobao wore a compassionate smile, with seemingly boundless golden light behind him. He chanted "Buddha" in his mouth, but in reality, he was incorporating the teachings of the Jie Sect into the shell of the Western Sect.
Those who join the Jie Sect must seize a sliver of hope through their own efforts; the sect teaches without discrimination, regardless of good or bad...
"All conditioned things are impermanent, all phenomena are without self, Nirvana is peace... there is no suffering, no origination, no cessation, no path; there is no wisdom, no attainment..."
"All beings suffer. May all beings forever possess peace and happiness, be free from all suffering, and be liberated from greed, anger, and ignorance... so that they may attain enlightenment... Today's result is the cause of yesterday. With the compassion of the Buddha, I vow to use this body to universally deliver all beings, to liberate them from suffering, and to liberate all sentient beings..."
Duobao has been packaging itself all the way.
"This is the great disciple of the sage, truly compassionate." All the enlightened sages of the West who watched Duobao's departing figure felt this grace.
Sage, disciple, student—Duobao did not lie or deceive; he simply concealed the name of his revered teacher.
Isn't it the West that's confused about this?
Finally, Duobao gazed at the distant Mount Ling, lowered his eyes in deep thought, looked at the Bodhi tree, which was most common in the West, and simply picked one at random. He sat cross-legged under the Bodhi tree and vowed: "If I do not attain the supreme Bodhi path, I would rather shatter this body than rise from this seat."
Duobao recalled the past at Lishan, where the mountain lord once said that the ultimate lie is to deceive oneself, and that if he wanted to continue the Jie Sect's fortunes, he needed to become a Buddha.
Becoming a Buddha—even the two saints never attained the supreme Bodhi path…
Duobao closed his eyes, immersed himself in meditation, and questioned his own heart layer by layer...
Seeing his master's magnanimity and composure as he drew his sword to seek the truth and save the lives of all living beings in the primordial world...
Seeing the Master casually accept disciples and change the fate of all beings, seeing the disciples of the Jie Sect who have entered the cycle of reincarnation struggling in the six realms of reincarnation, the cause of the past life and the effect of this life, judging by actions rather than intentions, I only wish to continue the Jie Sect to seize a glimmer of life for heaven and earth, and to compassionately save all beings...
Duobao gazed at the heavens, "All things arise from causes and conditions; when the conditions cease, the phenomena cease. All living beings in the primordial world inherently possess the wisdom and virtues of the Tathagata, but due to delusions and attachments, they fail to realize it. All beings suffer. I vow to use this body to universally deliver all beings, to liberate all sentient beings, and to have no enemies..."
Golden lotuses floated around Duobao's body, his appearance solemn and dignified...
Jieyin, disregarding the search for the reincarnations of his disciples, rushed back to Mount Ling. He searched high and low but could not find them. Who was so kind-hearted?
Zhunti rushed out of Mount Ling. Who? Who became a Buddha?
Jin Ling, standing behind him, smirked. "I wish to use this body to save all living beings and deliver all sentient beings. Isn't this just seizing a sliver of life? Senior Brother is indeed Senior Brother. He can become a Buddha just like that."
Now that the eldest brother has successfully continued the Jie Sect's fortune, Jin Ling no longer needs to waste time in the West. She should establish her own sect and use her own methods to continue the Jie Sect's fortune.
"Second Senior Sister, you're all alone. Shall I go with you?" Wudang felt uneasy looking at everything on Mount Ling.
“Okay.” Jin Ling nodded. The Western Sect had its eldest brother, many fellow disciples from the Jie Sect, and eleven junior brothers from the Chan Sect who were good at debating and sophistry. Jin Ling was very reassured.
Although her plan to be reborn through borrowing a shell was successful, Jin Ling still wanted to try other methods when she thought of her master. If she could create her own sect, she could still proudly say that she was a disciple of Tongtian Jiaozhu of the Jie Sect, the Holy Mother Jin Ling.
“Junior sister, senior sister has been feeling quite emotional lately. Those with a steadfast heart can create anything. Our eldest master advocates non-interference, our second master dares to defy the heavens, and our master follows his heart, leaving a glimmer of hope for all living beings…”
"However, the saints still hold different positions, all driven by the same word 'desire.' If one's heart is pure and clear, all calamities will be far away..." Wudang, having already acquired his skills, sought a master, grateful for the Tongtian Sect Master's generous teachings, and was willing to do his utmost for the Jie Sect.
Jinling and Wudang confirmed their feelings for each other and left Mount Ling together.
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