chapter 2 Dīpaṃkara

Owen, who was in mid-air and falling rapidly, felt chills running down his spine and a cold feeling in his heart. He was just an ordinary person. He fell from such a high cliff. Apart from death, he couldn't think of any better ending.

The wind was whistling in his ears. He didn't know how long it had been before there was a loud "plop" sound and water splashed everywhere. Owen suddenly became happy. Fortunately, he had learned how to swim in order to peek at the beautiful woman playing in the water, otherwise he would not be able to swim this time. I really want to play chess with Satan.

"Damn, you damn pretty boy, you actually crossed the river and demolished the bridge. Wait for the uncle to go out and get a big black dog that won't bite you to death!"Owen cursed as he swam towards the shore.

"Donor from afar, you have finally arrived. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

As soon as he climbed onto the water bank, there was such a sound in front of him. There was a dilapidated stone platform not far away, and an old monk sat cross-legged on it. He didn't know how old he had lived. His flesh and blood were as dry as rotten wood.

"You...who are you?"

Owen was shocked and took a step back involuntarily. He didn't expect that there was a monk here. To be precise, it looked more like a mummy.

"Lao Na Ran Deng..."

"Let me poke you, I am Gautama Buddha!"

Owen was startled and spoke subconsciously, but immediately felt that this was too much. However, the old monk nodded.

"you believe?"

"Believe it, why don't you believe it? My Buddha once said that the heaven and the earth are one, the macrocosm has no form, and everything in the world is the Buddha."

Owen was surprised. He felt that this old monk was very unusual. He was very different from the monks in temples on earth. Although he was skinny and skinny, he had a transcendent temperament.

Owen was not very timid, he calmed down and asked the old monk why he stayed in this place, but the old monk's answer made him curse again, and he almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I have been sitting here in meditation for eighteen thousand years, waiting for the right person to pass down a Buddhist scripture..."

The old monk's eyes were very deep, which made Owen feel horrified. He shook his head firmly, joking, he is still an innocent virgin, and he is not so quick to see through the world of mortals.

The old monk was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have thought of something. He smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, and said: "I only teach the Dharma. Everything in the future will still be decided by you, the donor..."

Owen looked seriously at the old monk in front of him. He found it unbelievable that he had met the Dīpaṃkara of Lanterns here and wanted to teach him Buddhist scriptures. This was like a dream.

He was dubious. He had no interest in Buddha, but he could feel the old monk's sincerity. He probably didn't lie to him. The most important thing was that he really didn't think he had anything worthy of being deceived.

He raised his head and touched his chin. This was a legendary big shot. Although he felt a little unreliable, he didn't care. He wouldn't suffer any loss anyway. At worst, he could just listen to a storytelling.

Seeing Owen nodded in agreement, the old monk smiled slightly, raised a skinny finger, and a ray of golden holy light sank into Owen eyebrows. In his mind, billions of golden spells suddenly appeared, and finally condensed into a huge 'Buddha' The words turned into golden light and blended into the meridians of his body.

Owen eyes widened and he was dumbfounded. He never expected that the old monk's so-called teachings would be like this. This was simply a real god!

"This is what I, the Buddha, left behind in the past. You should keep it and do not display it in front of the world."

After passing the Buddhist scriptures to Owen, the old monk seemed a little weak. His face was solemn, and he solemnly handed out a palm-sized silver copper piece. It was inconspicuous. It shook in front of Owen eyes and then disappeared and appeared in his body. .

"boom…"

The moment the silver copper piece entered Owen's body, his body seemed to be on fire, blooming with blazing colorful rays of light, illuminating the entire Shenya mountain stream.

At this moment, he actually saw through his own body. In his abdomen, there was a small colorful lake, so mysterious that it was almost dreamlike. In the center of this small lake, a palm-sized piece of copper appeared, floating there quietly, emitting a faint divine light, like a holy source, supporting a piece of heaven and earth.

This mysterious lake became more and more dazzling, and the colorful clouds came out from the body, like the original light of the world. Vaguely, he heard a very special sound coming from the silver copper piece.

"The way of heaven is to make up for what is not enough but to do more than damage..."

The Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao is vast and profound, like a gurgling stream flowing through the heart, seeming to come from the ancient wilderness across time and space, vibrating in Jiang Xiaofan's heart like a yellow bell and a big plume.

The old monk showed a surprised look for the first time, but he calmed down in an instant. It seemed that nothing in this world could affect him anymore.

"What's going on?! What just happened!"

When everything recovered, Owen looked at his hands in surprise and looked up and down his body, fearing that some important parts were missing.

"The prosperous age is about to begin, and the way of heaven will be restored..."

After doing all this, the old monk looked at Owen intently, his eyes getting deeper and deeper. He said nothing more, as if his merits were complete, he clasped his hands together, golden flames appeared around him, and his body began to coil up, scaring Owen so much that he jumped out. Far away.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Owen was shocked and jumped to the water not far away. He stretched out his hands and kept pouring water towards the old monk. But what shocked him again was that the water was still in mid-air, still several meters away from the old monk. The place was completely evaporated.

"I wish to achieve perfect enlightenment in countless worlds, abandon Tusita, descend to the palace, abandon my position and become a monk, and practice asceticism to learn the Tao. What is the Tao? By doing this, I can follow the vast world, use the power of concentration and wisdom to subdue demons and resentment, and obtain the subtle Dharma. , achieve full enlightenment, heaven and man will return to their respects, and finally reincarnation..."

The old monk was as skinny as a stick and looked very calm. He was chanting Buddhist principles lightly. His whole body was surrounded by bright and holy fireworks. His body was so transparent that even everything in his body could be seen.

This stone platform was peaceful, covered by the aura of the great avenue. After a moment, its bones were broken, its flesh and blood turned into light, and turned into ashes. Nothing was left, and it was removed from this world forever.

Owen stood dozens of meters away in a daze, and it was not until a long time ago that he walked over again. Looking at the ash on the stone platform, his eyes widened. The previous scene was still echoing in front of his eyes, the golden flame. It was very peaceful. He didn't feel a trace of heat. He didn't even know how the flame appeared, but it burned the old monk cleanly.

"Is this the legendary death?"

Owen was a little shocked, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was like playing with fire and setting oneself on fire.

"The holy monk taught me the Buddhist scriptures. No matter how you say it, he is considered my master and is worshiped by his disciples!"

Owen put away his hooligan habits, looked solemn and solemn, and erected a tomb with ashes on the stone platform. Finally, as if he had thought of something, he carved a line of large characters on the stone platform, Dīpaṃkara holy place, and then used his strength to He kowtowed three times in front of the stone platform.

Is this fate? He felt a little emotional. Things in the world are really wonderful. He and the old monk only met for a moment. The old monk taught him Buddhism, Taoism and Mysterious Dharma, but now he personally set up a tombstone for him.

"Forget it, let's see if the Buddhist scriptures passed down by the holy monk are as mysterious as he said."

For Owen, who lives on earth, getting such a holy method of cultivation is undoubtedly the same as winning the jackpot in a lottery. How could he not be excited? He immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and felt it with his heart.

The Dīpaṃkara holds a pivotal position in Chinese myths and legends. In the Buddhist world, it is second only to Buddha Sakyamuni. The ancient teachings he passed down are known as Buddhist scriptures. They are naturally extraordinary and are definitely the highest holy scriptures of Buddhism. It’s almost enough if we don’t talk about the supreme mystical method.

At this moment, Owen used his thoughts to evoke the Buddhist scriptures, but his eyes were still dark, as it had been forever, and there was no reaction. It was no different from usual, except for a special feeling.

But he did not give up. Slowly, a little mysterious light suddenly flashed in this dark space, and golden characters slowly emerged one by one, as if a holy lamp was lit. Then, these golden ancient cultural works Waves of golden light spread around.

His energy and spirit were quickly immersed in it, and his thoughts were like running water, flowing through every corner of his body along with the strands of golden light. During this period, he once again saw the colorful small lake, with a slap in the center. Small and large silver copper pieces sink and float.

He tried to get closer, but the small lake looked right in front of him, but it seemed infinitely far away. He couldn't get close to it no matter what, as if it was separated by a world.

His mind was thinking, but the golden divine flower did not stop. It flowed through his internal organs in a specific trajectory, crossed his eight extraordinary meridians, and spread to every corner of his body.

At this time, what even Owen didn't know was that where he was sitting cross-legged, golden Buddhist mantras flashed in the void, golden lotuses appeared on the ground, and a hazy figure appeared behind him, and he The movements are generally the same.

I don't know how long it took, Owen woke up from his trance, looked at his hands, and gently clenched his fists. He felt that he was different now from before, and his whole body was filled with a huge power.

He picked up a small stone from the ground, held it in his hand, and with a slight exertion, there was a crisp sound, and the stone the size of a bird's egg was crushed into pieces with his bare hands.

"Oh God! I'm rich!"

Owen almost couldn't hold back the roar and clenched his fists. With such a mysterious method in hand, he had almost thought of his bright future in this world, with thousands of miles of land, a harem of three thousand beauties, and many young men under his command. , and finally transformed into an immortal.

He sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes and turned the Buddhist scriptures. He saw the colorful small lake again, and the palm-sized silver copper piece. This time, he tried to move the mysterious copper piece with all his strength.

This was what the holy monk gave him at the last moment. From the solemn look in his eyes, he could imagine that this was definitely a valuable treasure, even more precious than Buddhist scriptures.