Copy the Great Wisdom Bodhi Wonderful Sutra 10,000 times!?
Upon hearing Lord Tianxiu’s words, cold sweat broke out on Bodhisattva Kuduo’s forehead!
Copy such a thick scripture 10,000 times? My hands will die from all the copying!
At that thought, Kuduo hurriedly said, “Forgive me, Master. I didn’t write this Buddhist scripture.”
The huge golden Buddha holding the Golden Brahma Kamal Flower replied coldly, “I know. It’s impossible for you to write a Buddhist scripture that rhymes.
“Hurry and tell me who created this scripture. It’s simply beyond the pale and twisting Buddha’s true meaning!”
Kuduo said, “This... is something I heard from someone when I was sleeping.”
The Buddhist Lord stared at Kuduo. “Who did you hear it from when you were sleeping?”
Kuduo was stunned. How should he reply?
The Buddhist Lord continued asking, “Why are you hesitating? Was it Fang Chang?
“You heard it from him when you were sleeping... Why? Have you slept with him on the same bed before?”
Kuduo said helplessly, “Master, you’ve misunderstood me. I meant I heard someone reciting it in my dream.”
The Buddhist Lord seemed to be deep in thought. “You’re right. You and Fang Chang are on the same level. He would not be able to write such a Buddhist scripture.”
Immediately after, the Buddhist Lord stared straight at Kuduo. “Tell me, who created this scripture?”
Kuduo’s expression turned more anxious. “Master, I swore that I could not reveal it.”
The Buddhist Lord gave a knowing smile. “Was it an elder or disciple of our sacred ground?”
Before Kuduo could reply, he heard the Buddhist Lord say, “No.”
The Buddhist Lord then stared at Kuduo again and asked, “Was it someone from another sacred ground? Which sacred ground? True Martial? Shu Shan? Grand Primordium? Zenith Heaven? Jade Lake? Divine Firmament?”
The smile on the Buddhist Lord’s face seemed to be filled with wisdom upon noticing that Kuduo’s expression changed slightly.
“As expected! It must be the Divine Firmament’s Sacred Leader that gave you this Buddhist scripture! He did study Buddhism before and is proficient in it.”
“Eh? It’s actually not the Divine Firmament’s Sacred Leader? It can’t be Zhang Yunting, right?”
Kuduo was confused and worried as he looked at the Buddhist Lord, who was talking to himself.
Kuduo was not worried about the Buddhist Lord going crazy, but the fact that his Master’s guess was actually getting closer and closer to the correct answer!
Senior Brother Shen, I really did not say anything. It’s Master that seems to be proficient in our sect’s mind-reading art.
“It’s not Zhang Yunting? Not Fang Chang either? It can’t be... Is it Zhang Yunxi, or... Shen Tian!”
That extraordinary good-looking face appeared in the Buddhist Lord’s mind, and he fixed his gaze onto Kuduo’s expression.
Hmph, this blockhead disciple can’t hide anything. He shows everything on his face.
The Buddhist Lord sighed. “So the Divine Firmament’s Saint gave it to you.”
Kuduo started doubting himself.
Senior Brother, if I say I did not let out the secret, will you believe me?
He pleaded for mercy and said, “Master, the Divine Firmament’s Saint is not our sect’s disciple, and this was just a dream. I dreamed of the Divine Firmament’s Saint, so this had nothing to do with him. Master, if you want to punish someone, punish me—”
Before Kuduo could finish, the Buddhist Lord interrupted him. “Shen Tian has a heavenly appearance as if he’s a Perfected Immortal that descended in our world.
“He was also able to easily obtain thousands of liters of the Nirvana Holy Liquid. It is obvious that he is blessed by immeasurable providence—he is the destined main lead.
“Since such a person created this Buddhist scripture, is it possible that he has some sort of understanding of the Great Wisdom Bodhi Wonderful Sutra?”
Fundamentally there is not a single thing.
Where could dust arise?
...
Fundamentally there is not a single thing.
Where could dust arise?
“Amitabha! After reading this scripture in more detail, it seems to make sense.
“Fundamentally there is not a single thing... Tssss, ingenious, it really is ingenious!”
The huge golden Buddha’s expression was sometimes elated, sometimes sorrowful, and sometimes crazy. The Buddhist Lord had evidently received some kind of profound enlightenment due to this Buddhist scripture.
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However, the tenet within this Buddhist scripture was conflicting with his own tenet of Buddhism.
The Buddhist Lord was in a conflict—he was having a dialectical debate within himself of the Bodhi’s true meaning!
Kuduo was slightly panicking the more he observed his Master’s ever-changing expression. “Master, this Buddhist scripture... Is it really ingenious?” he whispered.
The Buddhist Lord replied, “Yes, Shen Tian has great wisdom! He has yet to read the Great Wisdom Bodhi Wonderful Sutra, but from just listening to the new Buddhist scripture he wrote, I can see his nature and understand his heart.
“Even I have been inspired by it. If he joins our Buddhist sect, he will definitely become a peerless Holy Monk. Sigh... Why did he have to join the Divine Firmament Sacred Ground?”
Kuduo looked at the huge golden Buddha, which was full of disappointment, and whispered, “Master, this is all a dream, a dream that I had.”
The huge golden Buddha looked at Kuduo coldly. He gradually stretched out his golden palm, which was ten feet in length, grabbed him, and lifted him up.
Immediately after, the other palm grabbed a small wooden mallet and heavily hit Kuduo’s head thrice.
Kuduo held his head and said in surprise, “Master, are you transmitting an art to me through hitting me thrice?”
Buddhist Lord Tianxiu replied coldly, “I am hitting your wooden fish head[1]!
“You haven’t learned any Buddhism principles, but you’ve learned how to lie. You’re even trying to deceive me?
“Since young, I have traveled the world and encountered all kinds of people. I am endowed with high intelligence, so did you really think you could deceive me?
“A dream you had? Read more Buddhist scriptures daily to increase your intelligence and reduce your interactions with Fang Chang. The more you mingle with him, the lower your comprehension ability gets.
“Shen Tian has created such an astonishing Buddhist scripture, but you can’t understand it at all and still ask me if it really is ingenious?
“Shouldn’t you go back and have a thorough apprehension by yourself later? Why did I accept such a blockhead like you as the sacred ground’s Bodhisattva?
“Leave! Face the wall for three months and copy the Great Wisdom Bodhi Wonderful Sutra.”
The Kuduo pulled a long face. “Isn’t it ingenious? Why do I still have to copy?”
The Buddhist Lord held the mallet. “If you can say which part is ingenious, then you don’t need to copy anymore.”
Kuduo broke out in cold sweat upon seeing the wooden mallet in the Buddhist Lord’s hands growing larger in size. “Master! Please have mercy!”
The Buddhist Lord grabbed Kuduo and directly threw him out of the Grand Treasure Hall.
“Scram and go face the wall, you blockhead!”
...
After throwing Kuduo out of the Grand Treasure Hall, the Buddhist Lord finally felt relieved.
The world is so beautiful, but I am so irascible. This is not good, not good!
After circulating the Bodhi Wonderful Sutra for a few cycles, the aura surrounding the Buddhist Lord calmed down once again.
However, a slightly green glimmer was still visible in the air, not reverting to its original color.
The Buddhist Lord sat crossed-legged and mumbled nonstop.
“One’s body is like a Bodhi tree?
Bodhi originally has no tree?
“Which is correct, and which is wrong?
“Should I keep away from vanity and dirt, or let go of my obsession and just leave everything to fate?
“Buddha nature is always clean and pure;
Where is there room for dust?
The mirror is originally clean and pure;
Where can it be stained by dust?
“What does clean and pure mean? What is dust referring to? Is it possible that I’ve already completely gone astray from Buddhism’s supreme path?
“Persisting in practicing Buddhism and abandoning human nature, is it also an obsession? Is it possible that the real Bodhi Dao is to be like Kuduo?”
...
The Golden Brahma Kamal Flower being pinched between the Buddhist Lord’s fingers was withering petal by petal, while the Infinitude Avatar behind him was also falling apart.
Life and death, two auras—holy and demonic—were constantly created, destroyed, and reincarnated on the surface of the Buddhist Lord’s body.
Before the Grand Treasure Hall’s doors gradually closed, the Buddhist Lord’s voice resounded.
“From today onward, I’ll be in seclusion to meditate. I will not come out before proving Bodhi!
“Also, give the Sonic Thunder’s Buddhist Token to the Divine Firmament’s Saint, Shen Tian!
“The whole sacred ground will need to treat him with respect and courtesy!”
[1] Meant as a pun as monks use mallets to strike the wooden fish, but in this case, “wooden fish head” has another meaning which means blockhead
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