Honghuang, enlightenment begins with the youth Hongjun

Chapter 365 I am Bodhi, I am Buddha (please subscribe monthly ticket)

In front of the river bank, the water is surging.

On the bank of the river, the young monk put his palms together and walked quickly.

"Master, save me, save me!"

"Doesn't the Buddhist school pay attention to crossing people and sentient beings? Master, how can you become a Buddha if you refuse to save yourself from death?"

However, following the cries again and again, Sakyamuni's seemingly calm face was turbulent like the surging river.

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the bodhi tree that was almost there, Sakyamuni took a deep breath.

It is to continue to move forward, to prove the way and become a Buddha under the bodhi tree.

Or turn around and step into the sea of ​​suffering to save sentient beings?

"Amitabha, it's a little monk who has a vision. The existence of a Buddha is to transform sentient beings. If a little monk only wants to become a Buddha, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse."

Following these words, Sakyamuni took a deep breath and slowly turned around.

"Almsgiver, you are right. If you see death and refuse to save him, the monk is indeed not qualified to become a Buddha."

"Help me, master, save me quickly."

Almost at the same time when Sakyamuni uttered these words, the originally clear river turned into a deep and dark sea of ​​bitterness at this moment.

This sea of ​​suffering has no end in sight, and in this sea of ​​suffering, there are creatures who sink into it and cannot extricate themselves.

There are people with sad faces, there are people who are angry and helpless, and there are people with fierce faces who shout to beat and kill.

Women and children, old people, young people, men, women, thousands of faces are innumerable, just like the appearance of all living beings.

Pain, struggle, helplessness. Looking at everything in front of him, all kinds of emotions suddenly floated in Sakyamuni's heart.

"Buddhas can't cross the sea of ​​suffering. How can you cross all living beings from the sea of ​​suffering before you become a Buddha?"

Looking at the struggling creature in front of him, Sakyamuni had just taken a step when suddenly a word full of worry came from his mind.

"It's better to go back and practice hard, first step to become a Buddha, and then come to convert them.

After you become a Buddha, you will have enough power to save them. This is the best choice. "

"What is a good choice is nothing more than seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages."

Hearing this, the hesitation on Sakyamuni's face appeared, and he was thrown behind him.

Ready, ready!
When a person comes to this world, he is always ready to study, to be a scholar, to be an official, to get married, to be a father.

Every step, every step, from the time people come into this world, there are always many things waiting for us to get ready.

However, there are so many things in this world that will give you time to prepare.

When this idea appeared, it was already a step behind.

"My little monk, since I was studying Buddhism, I already expected this situation.

Buddha, what is Buddha?
Although the little monk didn't know yet, he only knew one thing, that is, he couldn't just let the scene in front of him pass by indifferently. "

Following these words, Sakyamuni immediately walked towards the creatures in the sea of ​​suffering.

"You can't go anymore, just take a step forward, the ignorant beings in this sea of ​​suffering will completely pull you into the depths of the sea of ​​suffering.

At that time, the Buddha light on your body will not be able to protect you. "

"I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?"

"Bodhi does not have a tree, and the luminous state is not a platform. There is nothing in the first place. Where can the dust be gathered? Amitabha!"

Accompanied by the Buddha's name, Sakyamuni stepped into the sea of ​​suffering in front of him, and the Buddha's light was overwhelming.

However, this Buddha's light was too weak, so weak that it only persisted for a few breaths before it began to be swallowed by the surrounding darkness.

In the darkness, there were countless palms, grabbing at Sakyamuni from all directions.

At the beginning, Sakyamuni still wanted to struggle and to surface.

But he can't.

There was too much darkness coming from all directions, so much that his body was bearing an unbearable weight.

As the last ray of Buddha's light dissipated, those hands from the sea of ​​suffering fell on Sakyamuni.

Sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, sentient beings with six desires, seven emotions and eight sufferings... All kinds of thoughts fell into Sakyamuni's mind at this moment.

"Just a pair of hands makes me so painful that I can't breathe. How painful should these creatures sinking in the sea of ​​suffering be?"

Looking at the light on the river, Sakyamuni sat cross-legged in sinking, and at the moment when he clasped his hands together, a drop of crystal tears fell from the corner of his eyes.

"If you have heard it, if you have the Dharma, if you are all living beings, you will see your nature in the next life."

"Prajna Buddhas, turn the Ganges River to see nature, hear the mind, know suffering, and recognize emotions. If the five aggregates are all suffering, if this is the case, every thought is empty."

"Why? Good manifestation, if there is no birth, it is the ultimate meaning."

In the sea of ​​bitterness, even though all six consciousnesses are empty, Sakyamuni is still in the process of sinking, silently reciting a sentence of Heart Sutra.

Heart Sutra!

This sutra does not come from Jieyin, nor from Zhunti, but from the heart of Sakyamuni when he experienced the pain of the sea of ​​suffering during these years of practicing Buddhahood.

"I shall be like a great sun, saving sentient beings, Amitabha!"

Touching the bottom of the sea, although the depths are dark and secluded, but in Sakyamuni's eyes, there is light.

The light in these eyes is the light that cannot be extinguished by the sea of ​​suffering.

Therefore, when the light is looking at, the darkness that fills the sky disappears without a trace like a dream bubble at this moment.

After all the darkness dissipated without a trace, where did the sea of ​​suffering come from all around?

There was only one young monk who stood in front of the river bank and turned to look at the long river.

"Benefactor, put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

Looking at the torrential river, a huge gloomy face emerged, Sakyamuni said calmly.

"What a bald thief, it was thought that you had survived the catastrophe of the demons, and that's the end of the matter.

You are too slow, so slow that I have already come to this world with the help of your demons. "

Looking at Sakyamuni in front of him, the demon king Bo Xun slowly stood up from the surging river with a ray of evil thoughts.

"I am you, you are me, you cannot kill me, but I will erode you all the time."

"Wow!"

Facing the gaze of the demon king Bo Xun, Sakyamuni didn't say much, but put his hands together while smiling.

At the same time, a golden Buddha eagle roared from the sky and rushed towards Bo Xun.

"Does the benefactor remember this eagle?"

"This is not an eagle, it is clearly a roc!"

Seeing the golden Buddha eagle rushing towards him, Bo Xun sneered, set off the billowing demon field and charged towards the Buddha eagle.

But in the face of this horrific attack, the Buddha eagle just spread its wings, and the golden light filled the sky, burning the demon realm set off by that Bo Xun to pieces.

"Wow!"

Then, Buddha Ying yelled loudly, swallowing Bo Xun's demonic thoughts into it.

In the sky full of Buddha's light, the golden eagle turned into a roc bird, as if getting rid of its shackles.

"Amitabha, the benefactor is right, you are me, and I am you, but Sakyamuni has the heart to feed the eagle with his flesh, but you have no way to feed the Buddha with your body.

Therefore, I still won this round. "

Looking at the dissipated demon king Bo Xun, Sakyamuni said with a smile on his face as he looked at the calm river again.

"Let's go."

"Where?"

Hearing this, the golden roc turned into a young man with a face somewhat similar to that of Sakyamuni, and said with a puzzled expression.

"The jade bodhi tree is a symbol of becoming a Buddha. Now he is in front of you. Don't you want to prove the Tao?"

"No need, since my heart is Bodhi, I am a Buddha!"

Facing the gaze of the golden-winged roc, Sakyamuni Tathagata jumped up with a smile, and rode the roc to the ninth heaven.

(End of this chapter)