Chapter 187: Manjusri, Raise the Sword
Where do humans come from?
Iori Fubuki could no longer remember anything, she only knew that he suddenly walked up to her side and gave her a compassionate smile that high monks give to donors.
I foolishly handed him the sword case in my hand.
Although this sword of wisdom was originally meant for him, she had imagined several scenarios of their meeting again, but this one was not one of them.
There was no need to say anything. He just calmly took the sword case in his hand, opened it, and gently stroked the sword.
The Sword of Wisdom made a slight sound, as if it was filled with joy.
She didn't know why she could read the emotions of the Sword of Wisdom, but she was sure that the Sword of Wisdom was making a joyful sword sound.
Perhaps this sword of wisdom should have belonged to him and should have been held in his hands.
"Manjusri, raise your sword."
He did not hold the hilt of the sword, but just whispered this, and the sword of wisdom that had been lying in the sword case for many years turned into a golden stream of light and rushed straight into the gray-black vortex.
She knew Manjushri Bodhisattva, but wasn’t the name of this sword the Sword of Wisdom?
He uses Manjushri to represent wisdom?
If you think about it carefully, it's not a bad idea.
But can the Manjusri Sword be used to fly into the sky?
Is this the inherent ability of the Manjusri Sword, or is it the result of his remote manipulation using his great magical powers?
not understand.
Iori Fubuki's eyes fell with a bit of inquiry on Master Rensheng who was standing in front of her and looking up at the big whirlpool.
"Handsome little master, we meet again." She really wanted to shout like this.
But at the moment, he was concentrating on other things, and she shouldn't disturb him at this time.
Even the dog god beside him knew to shut up at this moment instead of barking non-stop.
Okay, then let’s not talk.
Iori Fubuki's gaze fell on Master Rensheng in front of him again, looking him up from his eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth... all the way down.
It is true that she had caught a glimpse of the beauty of Master Liansheng when she first woke up, but her consciousness was still a little fuzzy at that time and she could not see it clearly.
Looking at it again now, Guru Padmasambhava is indeed very handsome. Even when he is just standing still like this, there is a faint Buddha nature flowing through his body.
She didn't think she was a flower maniac who only liked looks. The reason why the Master Liansheng in front of her could attract her was probably because of the Buddha nature flowing in him.
After she learned about her own life experience, she became somewhat tired of Shintoism and read a lot of Buddhist scriptures as a revenge.
During the dark days when she was imprisoned in the box and became the girl in the box, whenever she felt distracted and about to go insane.
She would practice Shintoism while reciting the Buddhist classic Heart Sutra to stabilize her mental state.
In the end, it was a Buddha who smashed the dark cage and saved her from death.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a young monk with Buddha nature flowing and his whole body filled with light.
At that time, she clearly felt that her heart was touched.
After she recovered, she came to Kyoto to deliver the sword.
The second meeting still touched her.
This is very good. She likes this development. She narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the Master Liansheng in front of her more clearly and carefully.
Manjushri, raise your sword.
The sword turned into a stream of light and flew past, shattering the black spear and piercing the forehead of the Seven Sinners.
It's the sword of wisdom!
On the rooftop, Iori Miyaji looked up and recognized at a glance that the golden light flying towards him was the Sword of Wisdom that he had worked so hard to escort.
Is it Master Liansheng who has appeared?
But when has this sword of wisdom ever been so powerful?
As the custodian of the Sword of Wisdom and a person with strong kendo skills, he had held the Sword of Wisdom in his hands many times.
Apart from being able to use it to cut off your troubles, there is nothing special about it.
In his hand, this was just a sword with only a little bit of magic, far less powerful than it was at this moment.
Has the sword met a wise master?
Iori Miyaji sighed in his heart.
Kongshan and Kongming, who were still beating bells and drums to purify the evil spirits in Kyoto, breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the scene in the sky.
Inside the rotating gray-black vortex, the Seven Evil Lords were nailed between their eyebrows by the Sword of Wisdom, unable to move for a while.
When the golden dragon transformed by Master Lejie saw this scene, he knew that the person who saved him must be Master Liansheng.
He finally came out.
Master Lejie slowly put down the heavy burden on his mind. With Master Liansheng here, why would this evil master of the seven sins block his way again!
Taking advantage of the moment when the seven evil lords were nailed in the void, the golden flying dragon gathered all its strength, condensed its body, and struck forward violently like a golden lightning!
The golden flying dragon pierced through the chest of the Seven Sinners, making a big hole.
Then the golden Buddha fire spread along the four sides of the big hole and began to burn all parts of His body.
During the entire burning process, the bodies of the seven evil lords remained motionless and were nailed to the void by the sword of wisdom.
In the end, the bodies of the seven evil lords were burned by the Buddha's fire and turned into nothingness of air.
Is it over? Master Liansheng, Buddhism is lucky to have you.
The golden flying dragon pointed its head towards the sword of wisdom, its eyes full of satisfaction.
At his age, nothing could make him happier than having someone to succeed him.
Now, we only need to rely on the power of the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva to continuously purify these negative emotional energies one by one.
Just as the golden flying dragon was about to head towards the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, the Sword of Wisdom turned its tip and attacked from behind it again.
A black shadow gradually emerged from the depths of the whirlpool.
The Seven Sinners have not fallen, they are still here.
Master Laojie was not too surprised by this scene, as the Seven Sinners were never so easy to kill.
As long as they could inflict severe damage on Him and make Him unable to interfere with what the statue of Nagarjuna was doing, it would be a victory for them.
Thanks to Master Liansheng for staring at Him.
The golden flying dragon transformed by Master Liaojie gave the sword of wisdom a look, then flew to the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva and held the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva in its mouth again.
The dragon's tail swings, and its body swims in the vortex of negative emotional energy.
The statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva in the mouth continuously emits dazzling light, dispelling and purifying all negative emotional energy around.
Like a broom soaked in water, it swept across the dirty and black ground.
The Seventh Lord of Sins frowned as he condensed his body again. However, facing the Sword of Wisdom that had been staring at him, he did not dare to move for a moment.
This sword of wisdom is very special.
When it nailed the center of his eyebrows just now, it did not destroy his body, but spread out veins like a spider web, isolating his body from the vortex of the outside world.
At the same time, cut off all your thoughts and make yourself like an ignorant idiot, unable to have any thoughts.
If you don't have any thoughts, you will naturally have no way to control your body.
So He was nailed in the void, without any consciousness emerging.
It was not until the Master's blow that shattered his body that he was able to break free from the grip of the Sword of Wisdom and regain his freedom of consciousness.
Although the damage was severe, the price was small compared to the experience of being unconscious.
Master Padmasambhava, one step at a time, one sin is converted, one step at a time, one lotus is formed?
Is your prophecy really so true?
The Seventh Lord of Sins observed the Sword of Wisdom in front of him for a while, and a smile appeared on his lips. No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it still needs someone to control it.
Master Liansheng was far away in Kiyomizu Temple. Even though he could display his great magical powers from a distance, he was still too far away to understand the ever-changing battlefield.
The figure of the Seven Evil Lord flashed, and he turned into seven, and each clone was exactly the same as himself.
Seven figures dispersed and rushed into the depths of the whirlpool from different directions.
The tip of the Sword of Wisdom moved slightly, and only one clone could kill after another.
Seeing this scene, the Seven Sinners knew that they had found the flaw in the Sword of Wisdom.
These seven clones of His are all real. Even if they are destroyed, they have an endless supply of negative emotional energy to replenish them, so the damage they suffer is not great.
But soon, the seven evil lords frowned again, because the sword of wisdom fell into the hands of the statue of Nagarjuna Bodhisattva in the mouth of the golden flying dragon, and no longer paid attention to his seven clones.
This is a good coping strategy.
The seven evil masters were silent for a while, and then their seven clones merged into one and began to gather the huge negative emotional energy around them, wanting to absorb it completely.
When He began to absorb it, the Sword of Wisdom turned into a golden light and slashed down, splitting His body into pieces and freezing His thoughts, taking Him a long time to recover.
"Do you really think you can close this vortex like this?"
The Seven Sinners became furious and their bodies turned into the whirlpool.
In an instant, the entire gray-black vortex began to rotate at several times or even ten times the speed, and continued to compress inward.
The violently surging negative emotional energy is like an enraged sea, roaring and causing huge waves.
The Sword of Wisdom, the golden flying dragon, and the statue of Nagarjuna were intentionally separated, each trapped in one side.
The green face of the Seven Sins Lord popped out from the depths of the whirlpool in front of the golden flying dragon and swallowed it into his mouth in one gulp.
Trying to use the huge negative emotional energy to grind the golden flying dragon into powder.
The Sword of Wisdom turned into golden light, cutting through the obstacles, rushing all the way, slicing open the entire face of the Lord of the Seven Sins, and crushing His mouth.
The golden flying dragon reappeared, its body dripping with golden blood. It was extremely weak and was about to run out of energy.
The Sword of Wisdom was spinning, ready to attack the Seven Sinners again, but was blocked by the golden flying dragon.
Its gradually dimming eyes stared at the Sword of Wisdom, as if it saw Master Liansheng through the Sword of Wisdom.
He was standing at the gate of the main hall of Kiyomizu Temple, looking into the distance, remotely controlling the Sword of Wisdom to help himself stop the Seven Sinners.
How great it would be if Master Liansheng was my successor.
"Master Liansheng, let me escort you on the rest of the journey."
The golden flying dragon closed its eyes and dissipated its last bit of Dharma power, transforming into a golden river that slowly flowed into the Sword of Wisdom.
(End of this chapter)
