Transcendent of Type-Moon Gensokyo - Chapter 1239
Chapter 1239
“Nan Wusan… made you laugh, teacher, but I haven’t grown up yet after so many years.”
“No, Bai Lian has grown up and has become a good adult. Look at the monsters who live in this temple, aren’t they proof that you grew up.”
Liang Yiluo shook his head gently, and looked at Bai Lian gently.
“Xiao Qin Xin comes here quickly, even if she is sad, Bai Lian doesn’t need comfort.”
Liang Yiluo reached out to make a move to Qin Xin, always looking at Bai Lian with a poker face, stopped her behavior, and walked to Liang Yiluo’s arms to be held by him.
“Even after so many years, teacher, your perceptible ability is still a little scary.”
Bai Lian quickly calmed down the restlessness, and smiled weakly.
“But, teacher, would you like to hear what happened in the past four hundred years?”
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All actions are like dreams and bubbles, and dew is like electricity, so we should observe them in the same way.
The holy white lotus folded his hands together, chanting the Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, temporarily forgetting the lonely heart in his heart that seemed to be dying at any time, and his low-hanging eyes slowly lifted up, like the silence of the Buddhist school, and all ripples Pressing down in your heart is the only way to speak slowly.
“Since I left Ping An Jing, Ming Lian and I have separated and walked in different directions, just like the ascetic monk you told me about, hoping to feel the true meaning of Buddhism while walking.”
She looked at Qin Xin with a gentle expression, and said, “I took Qin Xin to walk in the mountains and rivers of Yamato, and occasionally encounter some monsters, but I have never encountered one that is too powerful.”
Liang Yiluo nodded slowly. At that time, almost all the big monsters were dragged to Yuedu. The big monsters left on the ground were the masters who couldn’t get out of the gate, and it was not easy to meet them.
“At that time, I firmly believed in the Dharma and worked hard to practice hard. Although my talent was dull and did not make a lot of achievements, I barely managed to maintain a young posture with some magic power.”
“After a period of time, the age at that time is already old according to the human algorithm, but because of the mana, I didn’t feel the fear of death. Until one day, Minglian suddenly gave me There was news that he was successful in his cultivation and had some understanding of Buddhism. He thought that wandering around would not do much to him, so he said that he would return to the place where we were born, fulfill the wish of the year, and rebuild the temple.”
“I was thinking about going. After so many years of inquiring about the teacher, I didn’t get any results, so I decided to come back here to meet Ming Lian. Ming Lian is indeed a talented person. He already has his own understanding of Buddhism. After the temple was rebuilt on the top of Xingui Mountain, there was an endless stream of people visiting and worshiping. Although Minglian practiced Buddhism, it might be influenced by your teacher’s Yin-Yang Dao. Unlike the real Buddhist masters, it is not a one-person practice. , But go deep into the world, and have done several great things with magic techniques, which are deeply loved by the people here. With the help of the teacher and your descendants, Tuyumen, Minglian Temple also continues to burn incense.”
As if thinking of her younger brother, Bai Lian’s tone was weak with memories and smiles.
“I didn’t even think about it at the time. I felt that just like this, while protecting the place where I was born while cleaning up the repairs, it would be considered a return home. But…”
At this point, Bai Lian’s expression was a little bit painful and a little bit self-deprecating.
“Human life has a limit after all. Even if the power of fortune telling lotus is stronger than that of ordinary monsters, he can’t resist the inevitability of death. When Ming lotus was 197 years old, he already felt himself. My fate was not long, and I was told in advance to also be ready to pass away, and left like this.”
Saint White Lian said in a whisper, speaking of her life, especially the most important choice in life, in front of Liang Yi Luo.
“At that time, I also felt the coming of death. After seeing Minglian’s departure, I became afraid of life and life. I went through countless Buddhist essences like crazy, and wanted to find the eternal growth. The method of survival, but the final desperate discovery, the Buddha power is simply unable to achieve, the best result is only reincarnation, but after reincarnation, I will no longer be me.”
When Bai Lian said this, her face was a little ashamed, as if she hadn’t withstood the temptation and stole the forbidden fruit like Eve.
“I don’t look open like Minglian. I don’t have his realm. At that time, I thought that I was about to pass away. The fear of death and the sorrow of not seeing the teacher again made me search like a demon. With the method of immortality, until one day I saw Qin Xin who still maintained a youthful appearance, as if he did not change, finally thought of the magic tricks that you taught me, the teacher.”
She raised her head and stared at Liang Yiluo through the sandalwood, her eyes were complicated, “…Teacher, you didn’t expect this result four hundred years ago, did you?”
She couldn’t believe it, but told her in her heart that this was the answer.
Liang Yi smiled and did not speak, but like a reassurance pill, Bai Lian calmed down, who was a little excited.
She sighed deeply and continued: “…After studying the magic surgery taught by your teacher in depth, I finally found out that the magic can enable me to achieve the wish of immortality, so I began to abandon the Dharma practice. After practicing magic, I was pleasantly surprised to find that my life span began to extend like a monster, but at the same time, I and the monster had an inseparable cause and effect, and finally gained the power of immortality. I was abnormal at the time. Fear of losing it. Teacher, you have taught me that whether it is a **** or a monster, it exists because of people’s perception. If the monster dies, the magic will disappear. At that time, I will also die. .”
“So, while accepting people’s requests to retreat from the monsters, I secretly help the monsters not to let the monsters perish. I think this is the most correct way, and it is the way of harmony and balance like this nature. Slowly, help the monsters. Too many, they also began to follow me to live in Minglian Temple, but when this incident was finally exposed, humans finally discovered that I had an affair with monsters, and began to alienate and fear me, although I tried hard to get monsters to live in harmony with humans. , But it can’t be done at all.”
Bai Lian’s tone gradually lowered, “…and the most frightening thing is that with the passage of time, the loneliness in my heart becomes more and more intense. I am obviously still alive, but it is like dead, although I work hard to live. I am also afraid of death, but my mind is like an isolated small lake, the water in it is slowly passing by without being filled, and I gradually feel that living is also boring, and it’s okay to die like this…even though I know it is. There is a problematic idea, but there is no way to stop it from emerging.”
She looked at Liang Yiluo hopingly, and wanted to get answers from him and get a way to keep herself alive. She had always believed in Liang Yiluo, and believed that her teacher was omnipotent, just like it was four hundred years ago. The Chaohu Sunzi Temple rescued her just like Minglian, and she firmly believed that the teacher would definitely save her again.
“The exhaustion of the mind gradually affects the body, and the body is deteriorating, just like a patient who is seriously ill. At this time, I think of the Dharma again. I practice quietly and penance again. Although it has some effects, it can only delay my physical state. …Teacher, you said, what should I do now?”
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Liang Yiluo listened quietly to Bai Lian’s story. The confusion and sleepiness in her tone, and the longing for hope made people sad. This small meditation room was stained with grief, and the anxiety in the mist made Qin Xin’s face feel sad. The masks turned into sorrow.
The situation of the holy white lotus is the state that a typical human will have after becoming a longevity species, from the joy and care of longevity at first, to the exhaustion of the soul, and finally forget the beauty of life, and just want to fall into death. embrace.
Those vampires in the West who have been transformed from humans have rarely lived for more than two hundred years. They are just like Bailian, facing this kind of sleepy mood at any time, knowing that their feelings are wrong, but they seem to be sucking. It’s like drugs, it’s impossible to resist, until the final realization, it has disappeared between the world and the earth.
With the pure heart of Buddhism, Bai Lian was able to persist for four hundred years. It was already very difficult, unless she was asked to find the meaning of living and spend that lonely loneliness.
Meihong came back to life with hatred and passed that hurdle, but hatred is absolutely inapplicable to Bai Lian.
Sometimes Liang Yiluo had to be fortunate. Remilia and Flandre had some flaws as vampires because of their relationship, but they were born with the blood of the king of the true ancestors. They are true nobles, true The longevity species do not have to feel the grief of five hundred years.
“Have you seen Minglian?”
Liang Yiluo didn’t answer Bai Lian’s question head-on, but instead said something else.
Although she did not understand the meaning of Liang Yiluo, Bai Lian’s trust in Liang Yiluo made her answer honestly: “If Minglian, his soul has become a Buddha and has gone to heaven, even if I am standing in Minglian now. In front of him, although he will still know me, he has no previous feelings.”
The Sacred Lotus, who has become a Buddha, abandoned everything in the past with great wisdom, and completely enlightened him, but left Bai Lian alone, living a miserable life in this earthly world.
“Yes, Minglian has already reached the heavens and has become a heavenly man. Even if I am in front of him, he will not experience any psychological fluctuations.”
Liang Yiluo sighed leisurely, feeling like being a parent but not taking good care of the child.
Bai Lian and Ming Lian have always been raised by him as children, but when the children grew up and died of old age, he, as a father, never stayed by their side.
“Leave here, Bai Lian!”
Liang Yiluo said seriously to Sheng Bailian.
“Teacher, you…”
Sheng Bailian was puzzled, she didn’t know where else she could go except here.
“The era of the end of the law is coming. Although the mystery will not disappear completely, for the vast number of human beings, technology is more suitable for them… In the distant golden age, countless great powers have risen and fallen, moving mountains and filling seas. It’s not difficult. In the age of the silver gods, the gods held their thrones high, and the mystery still ruled the sky and the earth, but now, the monsters have begun to decline, and the Onmyojis have reached their peak and are about to decline. This world is no longer suitable for cultivation!”
Liang Yi fell slowly, and his deep eyes saw through the changes in the world, all of which were laws and truths.
“The teacher can’t help you much. You start your practice on the basis of Buddhism. In the end, you still have to find a way out from Buddhism on your own. However, the world has been polluted by the laymen, and it is no longer possible to cultivate here.”
Liang Yiluo smiled gently. He raised his hand and held Bai Lian’s catkin in the surprised eyes.
A faint warmth came from her hand, causing Bailian’s heart to ‘dump dong dong’, and the dead soul seemed to be poured into a flood of spring water, like a seed planted in the earth, trying hard to germinate.
Her hands trembled a little, as if they were in the cold winter, red from being frozen. Years of Dharma practice made her want to be clear-hearted, but the joy and admiration buried deep in her heart made her want to continue like this.
“It’s spring and summer now, it’s not cold, Bailian…”
Liang Yiluo’s face was gentle, and he spoke softly, giving this quiet Zen room a touch of charm.
“teacher……”