After the question in his heart was resolved, Zhuo Yuming thanked the Buddha's head and said goodbye.

He turned around and walked towards the fog when he was coming, and stepped out of the fog and appeared again on a mountain road before. The Manjushri Bodhisattva who was leading him had stood aside at some point, waiting for him quietly.

Zhuo Yuming thought for a moment and realized that he had just entered a small cave world.

When I passed through the clouds and mist twice before, I noticed that the Bodhi forest and the Lotus Lake were not objects here, but a cave land that formed its own heaven and earth. The hazy fog barrier seemed to be the entrance to the small world. The restrictions in the clouds and mists separated the two worlds, so when I came here before, I did not notice any strange aura.

"If the donor has nothing to do, can he accompany me around?"

The Manjushri Bodhisattva still did not speak, but sent a voice with his spiritual consciousness.

Zhuo Yuming nodded with a smile.

The two walked side by side to the mountain. This time, Manjushri did not use the magical power of shrinking the land, but walked slowly at the pace of ordinary people.

"Don't be surprised by the donor. I am a monk, Manjushri. I have been practicing silent meditation for more than 900 years and cannot speak for a thousand years. Therefore, I can only use my spiritual sense to transmit voice."

Zhuo Yuming bowed his hand and said to him: "You don't have to be polite to the Bodhisattva. Although I have doubts, I have no intention of blaming me. What does the Bodhisattva have to ask about me? Please speak, and I will tell you everything I know."

Manjushri closed his hands together and nodded to greet him.

"I want to ask the donor about the six dusts."

Zhuo Yuming suddenly realized that the other party was looking for him, just asking about the Buddha's light or the Ghost Tathagata. It seemed that this Manjushri Bodhisattva had a close relationship with the former Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhuo Yuming said, "I first met the Ghost Tathagata. I was in the previous battle of the demon city to suppress the demons. At that time, Ghost Tathagata threw herself into the demon clan and seriously injured the sword saint senior. Later, the battle situation reversed, Ghost Tathagata left on his own. Then he saw a wisp of Ghost Tathagata's spiritual incarnation in the mustard seed world of the master of the Feitian Painting Wall. The last time was on the Tongtian Tower of the Longyang Dynasty, and the Ghost Tathagata's true body came to see him, and he even chatted with him for a few words."

After measuring it, Zhuo Yuming planned to tell the truth. After all, if he had obtained the Buddha's heart, the other party was one of the eight great Bodhisattvas, and he would definitely know from the Buddha's head. Now that he had something to hide, he seemed to be insufficient.

Manjushri Bodhisattva listened to what Zhuo Yuming said, and the waves in his heart suddenly arose.

On the originally quiet mountain road, a strong wind suddenly erupted, and the trees on both sides of the mountain road were swept by the strong wind, swaying and trembling.

A solemn aura suddenly scattered, and invisible aura passed by, countless branches and leaves were broken and fell one after another. In the distance, several mountaineering pilgrims felt chest tightness and impeded their breath, and almost stood unsteadily.

The Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and looked angry at Vajra.

Manjushri Bodhisattva, who reacted, quickly restrained his energy, and the storm in the mountains dissipated instantly and calmed down again.

After just listening to Zhuo Yuming's narration about the Ghost Tathagata, Manjushri Bodhisattva's anger rose suddenly. He was not aware of it for a while, and the violent aura emanated from the range of dozens of feet. He was affected by it. After chanting the scriptures in his heart and suppressing his anger, Manjushri Bodhisattva gave a deep gift to the pilgrims far away on the mountain road.

"Aware of your own self-righteousness and keep your true heart."

An old and gentle Buddhist utterance sounded softly beside the two of them, and Zhuo Yuming heard the sound of the Buddha's head.

Manjushri Bodhisattva put his hands together and nodded to the forest.

"The donor laughed when he saw this, and just heard what the donor said about the six dusts. He was furious and lost his composure for a moment."

The expression of Manjushri Bodhisattva, who used his spiritual consciousness to transmit the voice to Zhuo Yuming, has returned to normal.

"It's okay, Bodhisattva, don't be polite. By the way, I forgot to ask the Buddha's head for advice. I don't know what the name of the monk who made the flying wall? After all, I can be regarded as a blessing from that senior. I still don't know his honor and I really feel sorry for it."

"That great monk is the master of the Buddha's head, and his Dharma name is Wuwang. The great monk Wuwang has a very high level of age, and his Buddhist teachings are profound, and his cultivation is extremely high."

"It turns out that he is Master Wuwang. I will go to Xingyang City to worship the master again in the future."

The two of them had already arrived at the foot of the mountain.

"The Lotus Temple and his party have resolved their doubts in their hearts, so they say goodbye."

Zhuo Yuming bowed to Manjushri. After Manjushri returned the bow, he sent a voice to him, "Go away slowly, you will have free time in the future. You can come to Lianhua Temple for a good tour."

Zhuo Yuming agreed with a smile, then turned around and left.

After Zhuo Yuming left, Manjushri Bodhisattva turned around and stepped out, and appeared in the little lotus world with the Buddha's head.

"Manjushri, your state of mind needs to be tempered. One six dust will make your mind lose, and it will almost harm those good men and women. You have been attained from the Bodhisattva level for many years. If you cannot understand thoroughly, you will never be able to overcome that threshold."

He knew the intention of Manjushri Bodhisattva, and the Buddha spoke with a smile.

"Buddha's Head, two thousand years ago, you asked me to sit on meditation for a thousand years, but I sat on meditation. Thousand years ago, you asked me to practice meditation for a thousand years, and the millennium was approaching. I hope that this time, the Buddha's Head will not stop Manjushri. Even if the practice of thousands of years is damaged, I will ask Liuchen carefully what the Dharma is in his heart."

Manjushri Bodhisattva standing on the shore of the lake, his face was as deep as water.

In fact, most of the older generation of monks in the Lotus Temple knew that among the eight great Bodhisattvas of that year, Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva were the most friendly. Before they attained the fruit of enlightenment, they often studied Buddhism together and exchanged their experiences.

The gentle and elegant Samantabhadra Bodhisattva often speaks sharply and is arrogant when he argues for Zen. On the contrary, Manjushri Bodhisattva, who is irritable, is tolerant and gentle. The two have a deep friendship. Later, after attaining the Bodhisattva's position one after another, they often travel together, with a stance of being yang and Meng, and Meng is not yang.

When Samantabhadra Bodhisattva was confused by the six dusts of demons and betrayed the Lotus Temple, the most angry thing was not the Buddha's head who was the master, but the Manjushri Bodhisattva who was closest to him.

After Liuchen left Miaoguang Mountain, Manjushri Bodhisattva chased after him. When he returned to the mountain again, it was five years later.

When he returned to the mountain, Manjushri Bodhisattva came back with a serious injury.

Later, the name of the Ghost Tathagata spread on the mountain. When Manjushri Bodhisattva learned about it, he had a big fight with the Buddha's head because of going down the mountain. Even the only ban issued by the Buddha's head for thousands of years was to prohibit Manjushri Bodhisattva from leaving Miaoguang Mountain. But in the end, Manjushri Bodhisattva, who was full of anger, still followed the Buddha's head's decree and did not leave the mountain without authorization.

However, over the years, every once in a while, Manjushri Bodhisattva would ask the Buddha to go down the mountain. In the end, the Buddha had no choice but to make two thousand-year promises with the Bodhisattva, which was a thousand-year meditation for a thousand years and a thousand-year meditation for a thousand-year meditation.

Now the period of two thousand years is only a few decades away, and the Buddha's head knows that it is impossible to imprison it on Miaoguang Mountain forever.
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