Chapter 1640 - He Is Asura The Fallen (1/2)
The rolling sands extended into the far horizon. The dunes stretched on miles and miles.
Si Yiyan was wearing the traditional garb of Saudi Arabian men and riding upon a camel, slowly progressing along the desert. The sun shone on him, filling him with a religious and sacred aura.
The Saudi Arabian prince rode beside him, and the two of them chatted now and then. The atmosphere was rather harmonious and companionable.
A long line of camels followed behind them—half of them were bodyguards specially selected by the royal family, while the other half were Lucifer’s own force in Saudi Arabia. The distance between the camels was maintained at less than one meter each, and although all of them had on the traditional Saudi Arabian robes, they were ready to take them off at any time to do battle.
The desert was actually not an optimal location for a fight.
But one must always be prepared. In fact, the desert was the best place to conceal the scene of a battle. No matter how much blood was spilled, the sands would be able to cover everything.
The troop of men traveled across the yellow sands.
Si Yiyan’s gaze landed on some majestic-looking sand dunes not too far away. “What place is that?”
He recalled that evening when he had been chatting with Wen Xinya, how he was gazing upon the imposing sand dunes and thinking that they looked like exquisite pagodas.
He was Asura the Fallen. As the one who induced him was Wen Xinya, he was more than willing to become a follower of Buddhism even with his bloodstained hands. He believed in Buddha but didn’t follow the Buddhist teachings.
The 10 precepts of Buddhism.
He had taken lives and committed sexual misconduct!
He was greedy and bad-tempered to the extreme!
But he still believed in Buddha!
He had Buddha in his heart!
So, he would see Buddha’s image everywhere.
He would see pagodas anywhere!
Merit could be amassed by the construction of pagodas, to deliver one from suffering and promote kindness while abolishing evil.
The Saudi Arabian prince followed his gaze, which was blurred by the rolling sands. “That’s a very magical place in the desert, called the ghost valley. Every night, the shrieking winds would stir up the sands, and the sound of wind against the sand is exactly like that of ghosts wailing. After years of accumulation, the windblown sands formed those peculiar-looking sand dunes. It is a forbidden area.”
The Saudi Arabian prince stared off into the distance. The formidable sand dunes sprawled silently across the desert. One could not help feeling a sense of awe.
The pagoda paradise in Si Siyan’s mind’s eye was a terrifying ghost valley to the Muslims. “Let’s go!”
Instead of a ghost valley…
Si Siyan would rather believe it was a paradise of pagodas that would eradicate all ghouls and suppress any evil spirits.
The Saudi Arabian prince looked at him strangely.
Si Yiyan was silently chanting the Sutra on Ksitigarbha Bodhisatta in his heart. “If there are living beings who kill or harm others… they will fall into the Incessant Hell, and for thousands of myriads of millions of kalpas, be without a time of release despite their wishes!”
He chanted within his heart!
He had believed in Buddha for the sake of getting some peace of mind.
And now, he believed in Wen Xinya!
The sands swirled in the air across the endless desert. The long line of camels traveled further and further away, leaving behind that magical sacred paradise of pagodas.
Only by expunging all filth could one gain enlightenment!
And what was considered filth? Just refer to the 10 precepts of Buddhism!