Chapter 710 Xu Fengnian went to the Western Regions, and the monk Chicken Tang was good at giving Buddhahood.
The old monk closed his eyes and passed away peacefully. Lin Zhong said, “Good.”
In an instant, the scattered luck between heaven and earth swarmed and gathered, like a big rainbow hanging, or a lotus blooming in the sky, and at the same time poured into the bowl of the hand.
There are mountains in the vast Western Regions, like long swords at the waist, dividing the Western Regions into two. The Great Feng Dynasty established the Western Regions Protectorate, which was located at a broken mountain pass. Its territory is still better than that of the current Liyang Dynasty. After the destruction of the current Liyang dynasty, the Protectorate gradually became a masterless city. After more than two hundred years of bloody disputes, the ancient city established its own rules, and it has the most complex context in the world. Perhaps the old man in the smoky noodle restaurant was once a noble man from a certain country in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the arrogant butcher who exposed his chest and belly every day was the Central Plains general who had tens of thousands of elite soldiers in his past. Perhaps the white-haired old woman who could bargain with the vendor for half an hour, turned around and stroked her hair lightly, would make people guess that when an elderly woman was young, she would only be a lady raised in a lush land of mountains and rivers. In addition to these remnants who were forgotten along with the Spring and Autumn Period, there are more of the desperate people who have wandered here, and everyone is doing all kinds of shameful activities. There are horse thieves who come here to buy drunk in their leisure time in their leisure time, killers who are not astonishing but kill people, and some are nominally merchants and actually die spies from a certain force… Such a mixed Western Region throat, people die almost every day, but their deaths are very rules-based. If someone dies without rules, there will naturally be people interfering and finishing things with a regular basis.
In a carriage temporarily hired to drive towards the city, the coachman was a pale, thin, and smart middle-aged man, spitting around and talking about the “rules” of the city. A young man who was not very common in the Western Regions was sitting next to him. It is not rare to say that the elegant blue dress is in the city, but the appearance of young people is rare. In the eyes of the native man, this guest was like a storyteller he heard in his early years: a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam, stayed in an ancient temple, and then met a fox spirit who turned into a human form. In the dusk, the man looked up at the huge city with a vague outline, and then he couldn’t help but look at the foreign employer who was not considered generous in his actions, feeling a little regretful. In the city they are going to, although most people follow the rules in their lives and deaths, there must be someone who sets them. If they unfortunately meet this small group of people, whether they are following the rules depends on their mood. Some people will be rich overnight and get the big shots in the city, and then they will reach the sky in the largest city in the Western Regions, where more than 100,000 people live. Some people will have no news about it because of this. The coachman carried a group of people into the city a few years ago, four people, three men and one woman, wearing swords and swords. They all looked quite good, but before they could stop, they blocked the cavalry team that rushed out of the inner city. It was a great fight. The four of them were really good at it. They jumped out of the carriage and jumped up to the roof. The water-splashing arrows did not hurt them at all.. He didn’t dare to look at it anymore, and he abandoned the carriage and almost crawled away. Afterwards, he learned that the four of them were all hanging at the gate of Zhengdong City. It is said that it was a hero who came to seek revenge in the Central Plains. Unexpectedly, the enemy became the powerful and powerful in the inner city. However, after losing 40 or 50 people, they were asked to give their lives to the city. In fact, there are several such tragedies every year. In the final analysis, anyone can come to that city, but not everyone can leave. However, the coachman did not dare to say this, for fear of scaring the young employers around him, and of course he was even more afraid that his commission would turn into a flying cooked duck.
Before the cold carriage entered the city, the coachman kindly talked about the young man about the current situation in the city. For example, the city is divided into inside and outside. There are four local gangs in the outer city. If you like to go out to the city to play cavalry warfare when you have nothing to do, the cavalry with a total of a thousand people on both sides charges. I heard that the four forces have more than 3,000 war horses, and even hundreds of powerful crossbows. If you get involved, you will be dismembered by the five horses. Anyway, those guys have never done such things. The guys with three surnames in the inner city are even more unlucky. They all have great backgrounds and family backgrounds. Anyway, they are local emperors in this city, and the Chai family has collected twenty or thirty dragon robes and python clothes. The few popular trips of the Chai family were really wearing dragon robe as rumored, and the several beauties around them were all phoenix crowns and red robes. They were really like the empress and the concubine, which was eye-opening. Near the city gate, the thirsty coachman took off his sheepskin wine bag and took a sip of wine. He turned to look at the young man who listened to him carefully and grinned, “That’s just to make the young master more careful. But what if he really encounters trouble, if there are monks in red holding prayer drums nearby, the young master must hurry to ask for help. After all, in our Western Regions, they are living Bodhisattvas, and no one is rational, they will always restrain themselves.”
After entering the city, the young master got off at a downtown inn in the east of the city that he recommended, and gave the coachman a few taels of silver with a very good quality. Although there was black rust, there was no dusk, which was pleasant to look at. This made the coachman feel that the words were in vain, and good people will be rewarded. But when he saw the young man slowly walking into the inn without any intention, the coachman’s eyes were a little complicated. In fact, my words were still in vain. If outsiders enter this inn, whether they can come out alive depends on God’s will. Even if they can get out by chance, they will have to lose several layers of skin. However, thinking that the inn would give him some money according to the value of slaughtering fat sheep, the coachman couldn’t help but laugh secretly. But at this moment, the young man turned around and smiled. The coachman’s smile suddenly stiffened slightly, but soon his smile returned to normal, and he waved his hand to the poor man who had already entered the tiger’s mouth but didn’t know it.
When the coachman happily left, he probably didn’t know that if this city was a local snake entrenched on the territory of the Western Regions, it was frightening, then he personally sent a big dragon in the river that was enough to easily swallow the snake.
He hired a carriage to enter the city, which was Xu Fengnian who could not get a clear answer from Mount Lanta. Not yet bookedThere were more than 300,000 monks from the Western Regions, and there were as many as 40,000 to 50,000 on the table. However, even if Xu Fengnian personally arrived at Mount Lanta, he failed to take away one soldier and another. But things are not without a turn of opportunity. Xu Fengnian, the Western Regions Protectorate of the Great Feng Dynasty, was doing his best for the turning point with little hope, and then leaving his will. There is a hill in the middle of the inner city that is less than twenty feet high, called Little Landa. On the top of the mountain is the largest prayer drum in the world, with a copper body and a weight of 120,000 kilograms. Outside the wall of the tube wall, the four great Bodhisattvas of Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Guanyin, Ksitigarbha and the lifelike eight thousand heavenly women are carved. Inside the wall of the tube wall, there are 810,000 six-character mantras and all the Tripitakas. The prayer drum is empty and has a large circle of prayer that makes people grasp. The reason why it is false is that since the prayer drum was created, no one has successfully promoted it. Then, no one can still accept the great blessing of chanting the Buddha’s name for 810,000 times per week.
This strange story has been passed down from the east with Buddhism and has been circulating in the Central Plains for a long time. It is said that the difficulty of “this method is difficult to turn”. First of all, the difficulty lies in climbing the Little Landa, and the difficulty lies in the power of dragons and elephants that is equivalent to tens of thousands of kilograms. The three difficulties lie in whether you have the Buddha’s fate. There was a monk from Mount Lanta that even Lu Zu and Wang Xianzhi were still difficult to change.
For Xu Fengnian, no matter whether it was Lantu Mountain to let him turn the prayer drum, even if he had to force his attempt, it was not impossible, but Xu Fengnian did not dare to say that it would be possible. There are many eminent monks in Mount Lanta, and there are two human Buddhas like Liu Songtao, plus the Six-Pearl Bodhisattva, and dozens of masters. Once they join forces to defend against something or not let anyone do anything, it can indeed make people as difficult as heaven. Xu Fengnian believes that using martial arts to judge the power of the fourteen people, it is not difficult to push the prayer wheel just in terms of strength. The real difficulty should be the Buddha’s fate that seems to be there or not.