Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique-Chapter 975 - 82 Ksitigarbha Maitreya King Ming
Chapter 975: Chapter 82: Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, King Ming
Chapter 975 -82: Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, King Ming
Some people die, and they truly die.
Take Lotson’s “Soul Seizing” of Monk Liao Xin, for instance; when he turned to ashes, he really turned to ashes.
In this world, he left no trace behind, only some influence.
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Some people die, yet they live on.
For example, Link, who simply, through the hands of Monk Nengqing and the wish-power of the Buddhist Sect, terminated the vitality of Monk Liao Fan’s body and severed his true self’s connection with Monk Liao Fan’s body.
He didn’t actually die and leave this world.
To put it in layman’s terms, Link had separated his Wizard “mind” from the Bodhisattva “might” of Buddhism.
He would rather maintain his possibly not yet breakthrough to a level six sage Wizard “mind” than eagerly expand to the Bodhisattva “might” that approached the Buddha system of Buddhism’s Ninth Level Great Sage.
Because one is the heart, and the other is external power.
One is self-cultivated, well… perhaps with a lot of help from the Wizard World Will, and the push of “fate.”
The other is the result of setting great aspirations, gathering the wishes of the beings of this world, “picked up” so to speak.
Link, or rather Link wearing the skin of Monk Liao Fan, seems to be the owner of this Bodhisattva “might,” but in truth, he can’t even be considered a custodian.
He is nothing more than a usurper!
Because Link’s core is not a “native” of the remnant Buddhism civilization, but an outsider, an invader!
An enemy!
The Alaya Consciousness left by the remnant Buddhism civilization that could provide Link with the external power of the Buddha (Ninth Level Great Sage) could naturally take it back, or withdraw support, turning this might into a rootless duckweed.
So, Link never valued, much less utilized, the rapidly expanded martial monk system cultivation after making the great vow.
In fact, he almost never used it.
Besides, there was another very important reason for Link to do this.
The great vow made in the identity of the White Horse Zen Institution’s Monk Liao Fan was “I, Monk Liao Fan, swear to save all suffering beings until they reach the Bodhi and attain True Enlightenment.”
Now, the question arises, which beings are the most tormented by sin?
In the view of the remnants of Buddhism civilization, naturally, beings in Hell are the most tormented.
Because of committing evil acts, opposing the Buddhist Sect, one must descend into Hell.
And in Hell, there are many cruel punishments to discipline the beings who have fallen there.
Link didn’t want to go to Hell; he just wanted to designate all twelve habitable worlds of this side of the universe, along with the remnants of the Buddhism civilization, as a human Hell.
And to spread the concept of “human Hell” and make everyone accept it.
Even if it’s not possible for everyone to accept it, at least most of the lower-class citizens who suffer from the Buddhist Sect’s oppression and exploitation need to believe it, and for those dissatisfied with the sect and forces seeking profit to feel that such a definition is beneficial.
It wasn’t an easy task; it required efforts on all fronts and needed a very shocking and influential start.
As for the current situation, what could be more shocking and influential than the willingly and unresistingly death of Monk Liao Fan of White Horse Zen Institution, who started the “speculation” and “enlightenment” frenzy within Buddhism, at the hands of Monk Nengqing of Ci’en Temple, who denounced him as “Evil Path” and “Buddhist catastrophe”?
Nothing!
Not even the surprise attack on Ci’en Temple, the breach of Mahavira Hall, and the near desecration of the statue of Central Sakyamuni Buddha could compare.
Jasmine, who had run hundreds of miles following Link’s will, quickly contacted her secretly accumulated forces and spread the big news of Monk Liao Fan of White Horse Zen Institution dying by the hand of Monk Nengqing of Ci’en Temple in various ways.
“Link, is this really useful?”
Having done these things, Jasmine asked uncertainly.
Presently existing in a special spiritual body form beside Jasmine, Link replied indifferently, “Who knows? It’d be great if it’s useful, if not, we’ll just start over with something else. At worst…”
“At worst what?”
Jasmine, her interest piqued, inquired curiously.
“At worst, it’s simply rebirth through Nirvana,” said Link, raising an eyebrow slightly in jest.
After all, many scriptures in Buddhism have records of rebirth through Nirvana and reincarnation; it’s nothing unusual.
If monks can attain it, why can’t a wizard?
There’s no such rule!
Instantly grasping Link’s meaning, Jasmine found a secluded corner to quietly observe the turmoil and wait for the right moment to come back.
This world had plunged completely into chaos.
In several major countries, flames of war burned everywhere, with many true commoners and humblefolk rising up, as well as some forces thinking of taking advantage of the confusion to stir up trouble.
War, killing, bloodshed, sacrifice, excitement, anger, resentment…
All happening at any moment, everyone involved.
The secular world’s situation had turned into a complete mess.
This reflected on the Buddhist Sect as a severe reduction in offerings, akin to being slashed in half.
After all, the Buddhist monks, lofty and above, not engaging in production, relied solely on secular support for prosperous cultivation.
As the saying goes, it is easy to transition from frugality to luxury but difficult to go the other way.
The Buddhist monks aren’t to say they couldn’t live without the offerings from the secular lower-class citizens.
After all, the means of production belonged to the temples, and there was no shortage of labor; they could still plow fields and breed livestock if they wanted.
But without the support of secular citizens, the monks’ standard of living would become strained.
However, how could the exalted Buddha Lords stoop to rolling up their sleeves, delving into the fields alongside dirt and filth, scrabbling for food from the earth?
Even among those within the Buddhist Sect who were “speculating” and longing for “enlightenment,” very few monks were willing to do so.
The disconnection between thought and action was once again evident and further amplified.
However, the monks who had followed Monk Liao Fan of the White Horse Zen Institution for a time didn’t share this sentiment.
