Buddha body...

After hearing this word, Monk Huang Feng's face suddenly changed and his heart trembled.

"What kind of Buddha body?"

Monk Huang Feng decided to pretend to be stupid, with a confused expression on his face.

"The body of a Buddha in the world."

Qi Xiang chuckled and said, "Master Huang Feng, as far as I know, your junior brother, has committed heinous crimes, probably for the purpose of living Buddha. Don't you know this?"

"Amitabha……"

Monk Huang Feng lowered his head and his eyebrows were exposed, and it was boring to pretend.

In fact, he also felt depressed. He thought it was a very secretive thing, but he didn't expect that one or two of them seemed to know clearly, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"Master, can you tell me about the origin of the Buddha's body?"

At the same time, Qi Xiang asked, "I don't know, which monk's remains?"

Monk Huang Feng was silent and hesitant.

"Master, please..."

Qi Xiang did not urge him, but just poured tea and signaled.

The clear tea fell into the cup, causing splashes of water.

Monk Huang Feng was in a daze and vaguely understood why Qi Xiang kept emphasizing, going to eat tea.

The reason is probably to suggest that tea is a ritual, and then military personnel are polite. It is best to tell the truth. Otherwise, there is a restaurant opposite the teahouse, so don’t toast and not eat it, and you will be fined for wine.

People are the slaughter and I am the slaughter.

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads...

Huang Feng looked at Qi Xiang, and knew very well that the gap between him and the other party was very good. Moreover, there were many things that others already knew, and now they were just asking for details.

It is good to know these details. If you don’t know them, it will not affect the overall situation.

But if you say it or not, then the unlucky one must be yourself.

Monk Huang Feng sighed helplessly, "The origin of that monk is in the classics of our master. There are only a few records. I don't know his life or deeds."

"It's okay, just say as much as you know." Qi Xiang said he didn't mind.

"We only know that the monk was born in the Central Plains, but he admired Master Xuanzang's feat for traveling to the West, so after some preparation, he bid farewell to his relatives and friends and embarked on the road to the west."

Monk Huang Feng whispered: "I have been gone for thirty years and I will not hear any news."

"At that time, everyone thought that he might...experienced. But unexpectedly, he suddenly came back. He came back in a low-key manner..."

Monk Huang Feng had a strange expression: "He returned to the temple. He visited the host at that time in a low-key manner and presented some Buddhist scriptures he brought back from India..."

"The host at that time was very happy and decided to hold a grand welcome ceremony for him. Originally, he wanted to refuse, but he could not resist the determination to preside over the promotion of Buddhism."

Qi Xiang nodded slightly, also expressing understanding.

After all, in ancient times, Tianzhu was very far away from the Central Plains. Moreover, the road was full of poisonous snakes and beasts, as well as various man-made disasters such as robbers and bandits.

For thousands of years, there have been absolutely no few monks who went to India to learn scriptures. However, few people were able to return safely and leave their names in history books.

More people, however, turned into nameless dead bones on the road to bury their bones, companioning with the yellow sand.

It was finally difficult. Someone successfully completed this feat, which was equivalent to a layer of gold. As long as the host at that time was not stupid, he would definitely seize this great opportunity and push the monk out as a signboard to demonstrate Buddhism and the temple.

"But, suddenly one day..."

Monk Huang Feng was a little excited: "A Buddhist light suddenly rose on the mountain to the west."

"The Buddha's light is shining, and the people in the whole city can see it clearly. Everyone ran out of their homes and saw the colorful Buddha's light in the sky. Naturally, they knelt down all over the ground and kowtowed to worship."

"In the Buddha's light, there is also the figure of the Buddha. It is a three-headed and six-armed Buddha. Its Dharma appearance is solemn, and its divine power is like the sea, and it is unfathomable."

Monk Huang Feng sighed: "The Buddha's light covers the sky and the Buddha's Dharma image covers half of the sky."

"When everyone worshiped him, they naturally couldn't help but look carefully. Then, someone was shocked to find that the Buddha's Dharma image was very similar to the divine monk who insulted the Buddha some time ago."

"At that time, many people regretted that their intestines were blue and they wanted to slap themselves in the face and dig out their eyes."

"The true Buddha was in front of him, but they didn't recognize him, but instead bullied him in various ways."

"The opportunity, the great opportunity, was missed like this."

There was also a bit of pleasure in Monk Huang Feng's words: "Many people vomit blood, kowtow to repent, cry and wipe tears... In addition, some people rushed directly to the mountain to the west, hoping to get the Buddha's guidance and enlightenment."

"Then what?"

Qi Xiang asked and knew that the key content had arrived.

"After a sprint, several people arrived at the mountain and saw the monk floating and standing in the sky above the mountain. He sat cross-legged in the air, his eyes closed, and he had already transformed."

Monk Huang Feng sighed: "However, the body he left behind showed a vision of gold, jade bones, three heads and six arms. Later, someone analyzed that the Buddha's light... should be the light emitted by the spiritual transformation of the monk's spirit."

Qi Xiang asked again: "Why did the Buddha's body stay?"

"Some people think that before the monk's rainbow had been broken, his hands and feet had been broken, and his whole body had multiple fractures. So when he was enlightened, he simply abandoned his body and transformed himself into a rainbow of spirit."

"But when the rainbow is transformed, part of the power is also retained in the body. Under the urging of some mysterious force, his body also transformed into the Dharma image of three heads and six arms."

Monk Huang Feng said honestly: "Maybe it is related to the martial arts practiced by the monk back then. I'm afraid only the monk himself knows what's going on."

Qi Xiang asked again: "Where is the Buddha's body, what happened in the end?"

"……have no idea!"

Monk Huang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "If I had known, I would have gone... I worshiped me, and I would definitely not have sat here for tea with my seniors."

"That's true..." Qi Xiang nodded, knowing that Monk Huang Feng was not lying.

Monk Huang Feng pondered for a while and said frankly: "At that time, among the few people who rushed to witness the monk Honghua, there was the ancestor of my sect. The process of this matter was recorded in the notes he passed down."

"However, the final whereabouts of the Buddha's body were not mentioned in the notes."

Monk Huang Feng frowned and said angrily: "A few years ago, after Huang Yan learned about the notes, he took advantage of everyone's unpreparedness to hurt the uncle who was guarding the notes, took away the notes, and betrayed the master..."

"For the past few years, he has been planning to seize the Buddha's body. Now, he has committed a heinous crime. He is so sinful that he is in a serious way and his sins are unforgivable. I will never forgive him."
Chapter completed!