Chapter 39: The Life-Seeking Mantra

  Jingdu Zhenren obtained the Cow Gold Bull Giant Strength, shook his head and his eyes shone like bright stars, his double horns sharp as blades. With a burst of anger, he charged at the tailbone of the giant eagle Ming Wang.

  Xuan Kong and Shen Hui both sucked in a breath of cold air, and couldn't help but say: "So vicious, so vicious."

  Before, I saw that the true person of Jian Du had a humble and polite demeanor, which was indeed a virtuous scholar. In my heart, I also greatly admired him, but I didn't expect that when a virtuous person strikes, his anger would be so venomous. Now it seems that the temperament of Shen Hui's true person is indeed pure and bright, passed down from the twelve true kings of Jing Ming Dao.

  Jiuxiao Mingwang reveals his true form, the Golden Eyed Godly Eagle. He is being wildly beaten by eleven great saints of the demon tribe in the middle. Suddenly, he feels a tightness in his chrysanthemum and lets out a sorrowful cry, using his golden wings to strike back. With this one move, he uses his true strength and in the blink of an eye, he beats the Bull Demon King's clones into pieces.

  Jiandu Zhenren's primordial spirit was attached to the body of Jin Niu, and he saw that the golden eyes were about to withdraw their divine wings, when suddenly a vast and mighty power came from behind.

  When hastily turning around and swinging the duster to wait for a block, but where can it catch up with the speed of the attack?

  A loud "crack" sound was heard, and surprisingly, even the feather duster in his hand was broken by the tin rod.

  "Amitabha Buddha, put down the butcher's knife and attain Buddhahood on the spot!" Xuan Kong was shocked. Isn't this exactly what Ci Hang Pu Du said in the movie when he subdued that centipede demon? But somehow, Ci Hang Pu Du was now wearing a five-colored golden kasaya, with a Vairocana hat on his head, standing inside the Twelve Yuan Zhen Fa array.

  "Who are you?" Da Dong Zhen Jun hastily moved his footwork, blocking Jian Du Zhen Ren behind him, and asked loudly.

  The true person of the Buddhist doctrine, Ci Hang Pu Du, was injured and did not respond. Instead, a faint sound of silk and bamboo instruments echoed from the clouds, and a group of monks lined up in an orderly manner, riding on auspicious clouds and slowly flying over from the ground. Amidst the noisy sounds of silk and bamboo, there were also Buddhist scriptures being chanted, which was quite pleasant to hear.

  A sudden thought flashed through Xu Kong's mind, and a voice in the dark passage said, "This is terrible. This is the death knell of that centipede spirit. We mustn't underestimate it."

  Shen Hui's true self was injured, his vital energy was damaged, and his ears buzzed with a humming sound. Gradually, he couldn't hear the words of Da Dong Zhen Jun anymore. All he could hear were the sounds of Ci Hang Pu Du's chanting in his ear. His eyes were dull and lifeless, his Taoist crown exploded, and his long hair scattered everywhere. He muttered to himself:

  "The sea of bitterness is boundless, but turning back is the shore; The sea of bitterness is boundless, but turning back is the shore..."

  Seeing the true person of Shen Hui, his actions were like those of a madman. He didn't even respond to the calls of his fellow disciples around him, but instead walked towards the place where Ci Hang was preaching, saying: "The sea of suffering is boundless, Great Master, save me, save me from the sea of suffering..."

  Dahong Zhenjun had never seen such a bizarre spell, and in the Jingming Dao, there was no sound wave attack that was almost hypnotic.

  Shen Hui Zhenren took a step, and his facial muscles sank a block. By the time he arrived in front of Ci Hang Pu Du, his face was withered, and all his black hair had fallen out as he knelt before the Dharma Master, constantly kowtowing. He Jing Zhenren, who was responsible for spreading the teachings in the capital, whispered to Da Dong Zhenjun:

  "Master, this Golden Robe Master is none other than the Guardian Dharma Master 'Ci Hang Pu Du' of the Great Song Dynasty, who oversees all rituals and ceremonies within the imperial court. Even when deciding on the succession to the throne, the current emperor would seek his opinion first. Only with his nod of approval would he agree to establish a crown prince."

  Dahong Zhenjun was shocked: "This Ci Hang Pu Du really has such a big impact?"

  Cultivating to the level of the Twelve True Ones, logically speaking, one should not put worldly rulers in their eyes. However, this is not the case. Whether it's the land, laws, companions, or wealth needed for cultivation, or the disciples of the sect needed to continue the Daoist lineage, all are carefully selected from among the worldly.

  The two factions of Buddhism and Taoism have been competing with each other since the ancient times, and neither side is willing to give up their advantage in spreading their teachings among humans.

  But when did this benevolent voyage of salvation come to possess such great power in the court of the Great Song Dynasty? Among the four continents, Beijiu Zhou was the ancient battlefield where the two tribes of witches and demons fought to the death, with a killing aura that would not disperse for billions of years; Dongsheng Shen Zhou had always been the residence of Taoist immortals, and it was naturally not mentioned that the people revered the Tao.

  And in the Western Pure Land of Cow's Head, apart from the Buddhist kingdom of Mount Spirit in the West, there are countless demon kings and demon saints who claim to be masters, which is not a good place for spreading the teachings.

  Only the southern continent of Nanzhan is the ancestral land where Nuwa created humans, and it has the most ordinary people. The Great Song Dynasty is also located in the center of the southern continent of Nanzhan, and it is the orthodox place for people from all countries to pay homage, yet it has been infiltrated by Buddhist forces without a sound.

  Who is backing Cihaipu?

  If this matter isn't cleared up, how can Da Dong Tian Jun avoid breaking out in a cold sweat?

  The group of Dharmas walked closer and closer, stopping only when they reached the outer edge of the Twelve Yuan Zhen Fa array. At this point, their chanting voices were already ringing in his ears: "A a xiā shā mahā, mahā běi dàng mahā, hǎ gǎng ā xiā lā. Shā diàn dàng mahā dá lǐ, gǎ hǎ nǎ ā lǐ dā, hǎ mahā sà xiā gě yōu......"

  Jian Du Zhen Ren laughed and said: "What nonsense are they talking about?"

  Dadong Zhenjun's face was stern, and he said coldly, "This is not nonsense, but the 'Instant Liberation Buddha Mantra' of Mahayana Spirit Mountain." Xuan Kong had already sat cross-legged on the top of Yulong, guarding the tranquility and non-being. When he heard Dadong Zhenjun speak, he hesitated to ask, "What is the 'Instant Liberation Buddha Mantra'?"

  "Listen to the Immediate Liberation Buddha Mantra," said Daxiong Zhenjun with a frown, "the name implies that just hearing these mantra sounds is enough for ordinary people to attain great wisdom and liberation!"

  Xuan Kong thought that this was not bad, it could save a lot of cultivation effort, and just by listening to Buddhist scriptures, one could jump out of the cycle of rebirth and attain liberation. Jian Du Zhen Ren exclaimed: "The Buddha's door has such a wonderful technique, how can we compete with them?"

  Dadong Zhenjun shook his head and said with disdain, "This curse was spoken by Mahāmāyā, the great sage of the demon realm, when ?akyamuni Buddha attained enlightenment in ancient times. The original intention is to stir up the lazy heart and idle heart of the Buddha's ancestors, so that ?akyamuni Buddha can no longer make progress in his mental state."

  Later, Sakyamuni Buddha broke through the mundane world and became the master of the Buddhist world after realizing the truth that there is no distinction between internal and external. He then modified this mantra into a fundamental method for saving people in Mahayana Buddhism.

  Xuan Kong's heart was suddenly clear, and it turned out that the true words used by Mo Luo to transform into the Buddha were actually used by Ci Hang Pu Du to perform the inverted Sanskrit sound of taking lives. The expression on Jian Du Zhen Ren's face changed again, and he said: "Then isn't this mantra a tool for Buddhism to deceive people?"

  Dadong Zhenjun suddenly felt something was off, he silently chanted the Huangting incantation to protect his primordial spirit, and opened his mouth to say:

  "Since ancient times, the heavens have been just and fair, only by paying out how much can you gain how much. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot? Humph, if it were that easy, wouldn't all the butchers under heaven be able to become Buddhas in the Western Paradise? The Buddhist scriptures often speak of the eight divisions of heavenly dragons, precisely because they want to transform all the ordinary people in the world into heavenly beings on their spiritual mountain."

  Xuán Kōng snorted, laughing and scolding: "What Heavenly Man? Aren't you still rolling around within the Three Realms and Five Elements, unable to escape the cycle of birth and death? There will always be a day when Heaven's wrath falls upon you. But we cultivators can temper our foundation and one day leap out of the Six Paths, forever enjoying heavenly bliss!"

  The true words of the mantra penetrate the ears, and even the deepest desires in Xuán Kōng's heart are stirred up.

  All the words that were not spoken or dared to be said in daily life were all spit out, Ci Hang Pu Du heard Xuan Kong speaking and moved his gaze to Xuan Kong's body, involuntarily swallowing a mouthful of saliva. What is the reason? It turned out that Ci Hang Pu Du's true form was actually a thousand-legged centipede that had been cultivated for ten thousand years, just one step away from shedding its mortal shell and transforming into a nine-heaven dragon.

  Xuan Kong was born with the power of thunder, breaking through the void to descend into this world. He is a congenital spiritual entity nurtured by heaven and earth, and due to a coincidence, he merged with the true dragon power of Xiao Bai Long Ao Lie, the Third Prince of the Western Sea. In the eyes of Ci Hang Pu Du, his flesh and blood are truly the most exquisite delicacy, making one's mouth water in anticipation.