Chapter 170 You Are Not a Goddess
It turned out that Zen Master Sanming did want something from her, but he wanted more, far more than worldly gold, silver and treasures. He wanted her entire body.
Although Zhenru knew all this, she was still moved and fell in love with Zhenniang.
Zhenniang was unable to discern Zhenru's true feelings. She looked into Zhenru's eyes, with only uncontrollable suspicion in her heart.
Zhenru laughed bitterly and said, "Don't look at me like that."
Zhenniang closed her eyes and tears fell silently.
Zhenru said, "He is my master, the person closest to me. Now that I have betrayed him, I must also leave you. Go, Zhenniang, leave here and never come back."
Zhenniang finally escaped. Zhenru told her a shortcut down the mountain, and she left overnight.
Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia were burning incense to the Golden Millet Tathagata in the palace. Zen Master Sanming stood in front of the Buddha statue with a gratified smile on his face.
He summoned all the monks and said, "The Flower-scattering Goddess has violated the Buddhist teachings and left Lanyin Temple. Go and capture her immediately!"
Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia kept a close eye on Ning Caichen and Ma Junji to prevent them from being killed by Zhenniang while chasing her.
Zhenniang is indeed intelligent and her Buddhist practice is progressing by leaps and bounds. She has condensed the appearance of a celestial maiden, so it is easy for her to deal with these little monks.
Zhenniang fled down the mountain overnight, but saw Zen Master Sanming at the foot of the mountain.
Others were not aware of the shortcut that Zhenru knew, but Zen Master Sanming knew it clearly and easily brought the celestial maiden back.
Zen Master Sanming showed an extremely terrifying image in front of her. He was no longer a hermit master, nor was he her teacher, but just Zhenniang's enemy.
Zen Master Sanming said, "Zhenru shouldn't tell you this. If he doesn't tell me, I can tell you that his life is at stake and he needs you to save him through your practice."
"What you practice is the Dharma of offering to the Buddha, the Dharma of the Heavenly Maiden and the Consort. All your practices are for the purpose of offering to the True Buddha. Your willingness to offer your body in offering will naturally eliminate his physical defilements. When you die, he will also be able to eliminate his mental defilements."
"Why make such an embarrassing scene? Why get to this point?" Zen Master Sanming looked at Zhenniang coldly and said, "Now that he has exposed everything, he has only complicated a simple matter. I still want to tell you that I hope you will voluntarily dedicate yourself to the Buddhist practice."
Zhenniang shuddered. "You kept me in the mountains, teaching me the Dharma, right from the start, just to get me to give up everything and support Zhenru's practice? Look up at the image of the Golden Millet Tathagata. Don't you feel ashamed?"
Zen Master Sanming said, "I can't bear it either, but Zhenru can no longer hold on. If he dies, the hope of Lanyin Temple will be gone. He is a natural-born Buddha, born to spread the Dharma. He cannot die like this. Please sacrifice yourself for the Buddha."
Zhenniang shook her head and said, "You lunatic! You've gone crazy!"
Zen Master Sanming laughed and said, "The celestial maiden offering her body to the Buddha is a beautiful story. Zhenniang, do you want to emulate the Ming Fei, or the Golden Collarbone Bodhisattva?"
The bell of Lanyin Temple broke the silence of the mountains, and Gong Mengbi and the other three fell into the next world again.
The sixth realm of truth and illusion.
A grand ceremony was held at Lanyin Temple, in which the Flower-scattering Goddess sacrificed her life as an offering to Buddha.
Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia were filled with rage, wishing they could pick up their swords and completely destroy the Buddhist temple in front of them, but they understood that all this was just an illusion. If they broke through the illusion, they would be chased by endless monsters and would be powerless to change anything.
They watched Zhenniang appear in her gorgeous attire, like a flower-scattering fairy descending to the earth, and wherever she went, fragrant flowers were scattered.
The monks looked ugly and hid in the corners with their faces covered.
Zhenru was like a puppet. He once questioned Zen Master Sanming, not understanding why he did this.
But Zen Master Sanming simply said, "It's all for you. You are the hope of Lanyin Temple, and my hope as well. You are a child of Buddha who saves all living beings. How could you die on your sickbed?"
It was like the first day Zhenru met Master Sanming. Master Sanming simply said, "You will understand my painstaking efforts."
Zhenniang and Zhenru entered the Zen room, like two clay puppets sitting opposite each other.
Zen Master Sanming was confident, but in a flash the clouds changed and rolling dark clouds covered the sky above Lanyin Temple.
Zen Master Sanming's face suddenly changed. He broke into the room and saw Zhenniang's hands covered in blood. She was holding Zhenru's heart and looking at Zen Master Sanming with tears in her eyes.
"Master, how much do I look like Ming Fei? How much do I look like the Golden Collarbone Bodhisattva?" Zhenniang asked with a smile.
Zen Master Sanming was furious, and the entire Lanyin Temple was shaking with anger. "Put it down!"
Zhenniang laughed so hard that her whole body shook, but suddenly she opened her mouth and swallowed Zhenru's heart.
Zen Master Sanming spat out a mouthful of blood and hit Zhenniang with a palm. Zhenniang broke through the wall and fell among the broken bricks and tiles in the Zen room.
With this palm strike by Zen Master Sanming, the whole world changed again. The sound of chanting continued to ring in their ears. Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia opened their eyes as if waking up from a dream, and the scene before them turned into an orchid country again.
The seventh realm of truth and illusion.
The monks surrounded Zhenniang's coffin and chanted scriptures for her salvation, hoping that she could be reborn in paradise.
But this kind of salvation made Gong Mengbi and Yan Chixia feel extremely ironic.
Zhenniang's parents and brother cried sadly, but no tears came out.
"Poor thing." Gong Mengbi sighed.
But before he could even utter a sigh, the sky darkened.
The monks looked up at the sky, stunned and speechless.
Endless resentment came from Zhenniang's coffin. A slender hand stretched out from the coffin. The hand suddenly became extremely long, and it grabbed a chanting monk and pulled him into the coffin.
Everyone only heard a quick scream, and then there was no more sound.
The monks' faces turned pale with rage, and the leading old monk hurriedly said, "Form the formation!"
The monks changed their formation, and this time, Gong Mengbi and the other three were finally excluded. From chanting monks, they became spectators, unable to become part of the Buddhist formation.
Rays of golden light emanated from the monks' hands, covering the coffin. But a hand stretched out from the coffin again, and gently grabbed another monk into the coffin like catching a chick.
The leading old monk was furious and raised his Zen staff to smash the coffin.
A slender hand in the coffin grasped the Zen stick, and the stick could not move forward an inch.
Zhenniang sat up from the coffin, her expression cold and lazy, "Hello again, Uncle-Master."
The old monk was dumbfounded: "Rakshasa ghost!"
Zhenniang slapped the old monk on the chest, and the old monk flew back.
Zhenniang's figure became tall and sacred, that was the image of the Flower-Scattering Goddess, but this Flower-Scattering Goddess was so gorgeous and so bloody.
As the young monk helped her up, the old monk trembled all over and said, "Run away! She has the heart of a Buddha and is not afraid of the Dharma. Run away!"
Zhenniang smiled, and all the orchids in the orchid village bloomed together, and the rich orchid fragrance filled the entire orchid village.
"Don't be afraid. Rakshasa ghosts harm people. I just want to see where the Rakshasa ghosts are hiding."
The monk on the side immediately screamed, fell to the ground and rolled over, his skin cracked, and a terrible monster crawled out.
Zhenniang clapped her hands and said, "I found it! So you are the Rakshasa ghost!"
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