After three years of studying the scriptures, the gold on the Chang'an Merit Monument has not faded, but the Buddha's light in Lingshan has been soaked in blood.
The victorious Buddha Sun Wukong guards the Nantian Gate. The Buddha's bones hide shackles behind his ears. The peach groves in Huaguo Mountain are being twisted into pieces by the prayer flags of Arhats. When Tang Sanzang was translating scriptures, he was shocked to find that the ink marks of the Bayeux Sutra would turn into chains, but the authentic Taoist seals appeared on the wordless silk. ; Zhu Bajie, the envoy of the Pure Altar, looked at the snake scales exposed under the monks' robes at Baoguang Temple; the granary at Gaolaozhuang revealed the souls of children who had been swallowed up in the green fire; the golden Arhat Sha Wujing held fragments of the glass lamp in his hand; the dead souls at the bottom of the quicksand river were carving their last distress signals with their fingernails.
When the nectar of Avalokitesvara corrodes the souls of the dead, when mortal bones are piled up on the Tathagata's lotus platform, when the "Order of Worshiping the Buddha" becomes a token for knocking bones and sucking marrow - the former Buddhist pilgrims finally understand that the so-called perfection of merit is just the opening of another cage.
The golden cudgel that split the sky five hundred years ago sounded again, the wordless scripture unfolded the "Tao" seal in the flames, Marshal Tianpeng's rake hit the bronze bell of the temple, and the fragments of glass reflected the cries of the souls in the Guanyin bottle.
This scam that started in Lingshan will eventually be overthrown by their own hands. Are you falling back into reincarnation, or are you going against the Buddha and asking? The undercurrent under the Monument of Merit has burst. Let's see the four masters and disciples use blood as ink to rewrite the cause and effect of the three realms.
