Ten states

"That's because the donor has a predestined relationship with my Buddha."

This sentence resounded in everyone's heart. It was obviously the voice of the blind old monk Huiguang, but it also seemed to be whispered in the bottom of my heart for many years. It was so kind and natural, even the most nervous and vigilant. It took several breaths for Tang Qingxiao to wake up.

But when they suddenly woke up, they realized that when they looked around, they could no longer see the original scenery at all. All they could see were pieces of colored glass swirling with faint Buddha light, forming layers of unknowable how big a space , stretching upwards and downwards continuously, countless scriptures flow along the endless glazed outer wall, and the entire world is full of glazed Buddha light and scriptures.

The sea of ​​Buddha is boundless, and the Buddha is infinite.It turned out that this was already in the ten-fang glazed pure world stupa.

Although with the naked eye, the small stupa seems to be still held in the palm of the old monk Huiguang, but they are already in the stupa, or in other words, the existence of the pure world stupa has completely overwhelmed them. covered in it.

Sumeru mustard seeds, the kingdom of Buddha in the palm of your hand.Under such supreme supernatural powers, the distance, even the difference between the inside and outside of space has no meaning. "All benefactors are predestined to be with my Buddha, so under the influence of thousands of causes and effects, they are gathered here." The old monk Huiguang said to everyone with a smile on his face.Nangong Wuji and Tang Qingxiao facing each other, Luo Yuanquan lying on the ground, Zhang Yuanling sitting in the carriage, and Mingyue beside him, everyone's positions and angles are different, but they can be seen in everyone's eyes.Old monk Huiguang was standing in front of them, smiling at them and speaking.

Nangong Wuji was still running hard on the spot, shouting loudly with his mouth open.But no one knew what he was talking about, maybe even he couldn't hear his own voice.

Tang Qingxiao is similar to him.Although I was still holding the thick-backed broadsword in my hand and waving it around, as if I was trying to do something, but the knife that could still be maintained even under the magic of the Daoist God of the Earth Spirit Master was gone this time. There was no movement, and he could no longer wield a little blade light.

The restricted acupuncture points on Luo Yuanquan's body seemed to have been released, but he was seriously injured and couldn't stand up, staring around blankly with a pair of bull's eyes.Zhang Yuanling on the carriage also regained his freedom.Sitting on the already dim carriage, he looked at the old monk Huiguang with a gloomy face.Mingyue still frowned and looked at the stupa in the hands of old monk Huiguang, as if trying to find something in her memories.But no matter what they are thinking or doing.At this moment, compared to the old monk Huiguang, he is as powerless as a hazy illusion in a blister.After saying this to them, the old monk Huiguang stretched out his hand slightly, Tang smiled lightly, and Luo Yuanquan.Nangong Wuji appeared side by side in front of him.And Zhang Tianshi, the thunder carriage, Shifang on the carriage, and Zhang Yuhong who was in a coma appeared beside him.

From the very beginning of his appearance, the old monk Huiguang did not show anything special and surprising.Compared to Nangong Wuji and Tang Qingxiao's Daomang Qigang's pioneering mountains and seas, compared to Zhang Yuanling's majesty carrying the nine-day thunderbolt like a god in the world, and compared to the spirit of the earth spirit master Taoist Dharma who controls the world and ignores the common people, he is like Like an extremely ordinary old monk, there is no majestic appearance, no awe-inspiring aura.Even his voice was a little hoarse, and his back was slightly stooped.It's not uncommon.

But when he stands with other people at this moment and compares it, it turns out that his 'reality' and 'existence' have simply surpassed anything in this world.Under the shroud of this glazed stupa, compared with him, an ordinary blind old monk, the others seem to be nothing worth mentioning, or like he, the only real existence, daubed by hand. As long as he wants, he can move, modify or even erase it at any time.

The old monk Huiguang's voice slowly rang in Zhang Yuanling's ears: "Master Zhang. The poor monk has offended me this time. The golden body method that the earth spirit master benefactor condensed is sure to be of great use in the future. Since your religion is unable to control, The poor monk took over and invited him into the stupa."

Zhang Yuanling's face was extremely gloomy.He looked up and looked into the distance, and the figure of the earth spirit master was sitting cross-legged and eyes closed in a space far away, and countless Buddhist scriptures were flowing in the void around him like a stream of water.And in other layers of space, it is unknown how many people of different shapes, or non-human images are sitting cross-legged and reciting Buddhist scriptures.Relatively speaking, the earth spirit master is just one of them.

Having spent too much thought and energy on tactics, Zhang Yuanling's cultivation level is far from the real peak, but to be able to sit in the position of leader of the Zhengyi Sect, his foresight and insight are definitely enough, he knows What does this scene mean right now.

Fortunately, such a scene, such a state, and such a great supernatural power are not free. This is the same as the universal amulet, and it is not the power that this world should have in essence.Zhang Yuanling can be sure that what the old monk Huiguang abandoned was not just the pair of ten-direction wisdom eyes.

Zhang Tianshi said gloomyly: "This is supposed to be a means to deal with the Xidi wolf monster, but the Pure Land Temple has wasted it here. I don't know what to do when it is in the future. The Pure Land Temple is so disregarding the safety of the nine states in the world. For the sake of the reputation and future of each sect, I don’t know what face to face the believers in the world?"

"All the causes of the future are all the fruits of today. How can it be said to be a waste? Master Zhang is too short-sighted to focus on the fame and future in front of him." The voice of the old monk Huiguang came, Although he didn't seem to be covering it up, Zhang Yuanling knew that he was the only one who could hear it. "The causes of today's events are all the results of the past. Everything has been determined for a long time, and Tianshi Zhang doesn't need to worry about it. Back then, my Buddhist predecessors found the Buddha's relic from the Nantian Iron Pagoda, and it was destined that my Buddhism should have today's prosperity. In the past Zhang Daoling's abandonment of the Bodhi Dharma fruit made Longhu Mountain no longer have the treasure to suppress luck, and it is also the reason for the decline of that way today."

Then he turned his head and glanced at the cloud pattern that was constantly changing on Xiaoxia's body next to him, Zhang Yuanling's expression became even uglier.Although it seemed that it was within reach, Zhang Yuanling had no intention of reaching out.He is very clear that as long as the old monk Huiguang is willing, he can turn this distance into a world with just a thought.He wasn't even sure whether every thought he had could really be his own.

Looking at the three of Nangong Wuji in front of him, the old monk Huiguang said slowly: "All benefactors are unable to let go of the obsessions in their hearts. They are tossing and sinking in the torrent of humanity, taking pleasure in suffering and taking delusion as normal. A life of exhaustion. However, I don’t know that all the gains are gathered by the karma and obsession in the torrent of humanity, and now the poor monk uses the karma of humanity gathered in your hands to help restore humanity and save the common people in the future.”

"This benefactor She is talented, intelligent, and inherits the inheritance of ancient Taoism. He should be a hero, but his heart is higher than the sky. He regards all beings in the world as pawns, but he doesn't know the respect and fear of the way of heaven. He is addicted to lust. Can't be freed. Just for the sake of one person's own lust, he will not hesitate to separate himself and try to calculate the common people. In the end, he will end up in a daze and lose himself, self-killing. Life is worse than death. Seeing love becomes a demon, there is no such thing, and there is no proof. This is the wave of humanity The 'chaos' is the 'arrogance'."

The old monk Huiguang pointed lightly with his hand, and the body of Taoist Snake who should have been swallowed by the earth spirit master suddenly appeared in front of Luo Yuanquan, and then faint scriptures and Buddha light surrounded them.

"Master Nangong Wuji." Old monk Huiguang turned to Nangong Wuji. "You were born in a Confucian family, and you have the ambition to help the world and revitalize humanity. You just don't distinguish between straight and straight, and seek straight results with a straight mind. To achieve your goals, you will use all means to achieve your goals. Use the post of commander of Yingshanwei to promote the situation in the world, practice to win Heavenly Demon Kung Fu, but I don’t know that I have led myself and others astray step by step. This is the ‘stealing’ of the ‘coincidence’ of Bo Xun of Human Dao.”…

Following the old monk Huiguang's words, Nangong Wuji's face, surrounded by the Buddha's light, aged rapidly. In a few breaths, he changed from a youthful young man back to a middle-aged man. At the same time, a small translucent The cyclone was also stripped from his body.

Looking at his hands and the cyclone leaving him, Nangong Wuji's expression became terrified, unwilling, and furious. He didn't care that he didn't have the slightest power to resist, and desperately pointed at the old monk Huiguang and roared. , but no one could hear what he was saying in this Buddha light glass.

The old monk Huiguang only replied a few words to him, and made Nangong Wuji completely stay where he was: "After Master Wuji came to this temple to obtain the Great Wish Mahamudra, my elder brother Wuji also came to personally visit him for a while. Come on, please abbot and I must abolish your sky-shattering good fortune in the future when you have the opportunity. This is absolutely impossible. Once the magic religion Dafa starts, you will enter the Tao with your own body, and there is no way back. Fortunately, now The great success of the stupa, and the help of the power of the Buddha to perform such a heaven-defying act. Lord Wuji, please return from the wrong way, and don’t disappoint your brother’s wishes.”

"As for this Tang benefactor." Huiguang old monk finally turned to Tang Qingxiao, but he didn't seem to be talking to Tang Qingxiao, but to the big knife in Tang Qingxiao's hand. "This Tang benefactor is a martial arts wizard, with righteousness in his chest and unparalleled heroism. He should be a hero in the world. It's just that he was born in a family with too many murders and deep karma. The body dies and dies under the entanglement of many causes and effects. This is the "killing" of the "killing" of the Human Dao Bo Xun. But it is also good to leave a thread in the sky, and retain a trace of heroic spirit under the fire of the true spirit. Needless to say, now this 'Mie' Dao knife can just be used to subdue demons."

Obviously it was Tang Qingxiao who held the knife tightly, and he never let go of it, but what the old monk Huiguang said, the big knife somehow escaped from his grasp and flew towards him slowly surrounded by the Buddha's light before.

Finally, the old monk Huiguang finally cast his eyes on Mingyue, and said with a slight sigh: "This benefactor of the Yuan Dynasty has a natural beauty that confuses all beings. Poor and charming but self-obsessed, foolish and self-obsessed, adhering to the true meaning of the Bo Xun religion of humanity, Eternal reincarnation cannot be transcended. Fortunately, my Zen disciple, Relic, reshaped his body, purified his soul, and cut off the evil results of the front. Now is the time to take refuge in my Buddha and prove the fruit position."

A layer of Buddha's light surrounded Mingyue's body, she still stared blankly at the small pagoda in the hands of old monk Huiguang as if she didn't notice it.On the other side, Shi Fang clasped his hands together and closed his eyes without saying a word, but two lines of tears ran down his face.

"'Delusion', 'stealing', 'killing' and 'sexuality', the four ways of wave Xun are now in harmony with the golden body of the law of heretics, refining the demonic nature, and becoming a humane Dharma protector. It should be used to open up the humane way and guard the righteous Dharma."

The hoarse voice of the old monk Huiguang slowly echoed in the void, and the earth spirit master who had been sitting quietly in the high-rise far away suddenly appeared not far in front of him, and the body of the Taoist Snake.The cyclone stripped from Nangong Wuji's body, and Tang Qingxiao's knife surrounded him, and surrounded by countless scriptures and Buddha lights, it slowly turned into a fourth-grade lotus platform.circling around him.

Snake Taoist's body made up of many viscera and talismans disintegrated one after another, and then the stripped parts melted and twisted under inexplicable force, and then slowly reassembled into a small umbrella with a strange shape.This small umbrella is exquisite and unique. The patterns depicted on the surface of the umbrella are indescribably beautiful and mysterious. It seems that the most beautiful and greatest in the world are all displayed on it. When people see it, they can't help but stare at it. Look at it again, I wish I could give all my mind up there and let it be devoured.

Nangong Wuji's cyclone slowly changed from invisible to tangible.It turned into a one-piece armor inlaid with countless pieces of armor, without the slightest sluggishness between the extremes of might, and those pieces of armor flowed on them as if they had life.It also seems to change between virtual and real at any time. When it is real, it is round, bright and powerful, as if it contains infinite power. When it is empty, it seems to be a small piece of pure nothingness that swallows all power.

The big knife left by Tang Zhenggong has changed the least, it is only stretched slowly.Thinning.In the end, it turned into a long sword with no gauntlet, a simple shape and no decoration at all. The long sword was completely black and could not reflect the slightest light. A terrifying aura that can destroy everything.

These three things revolve slowly around the earth spirit master, but there is still one place that is empty, and there is nothing on the lotus platform built by scriptures and Buddha light.And according to what the old monk Huiguang said before, the one standing on it now should be the bright moon.

Mingyue was floating in mid-air with her eyes closed.She was dressed in a white dress without wind, and her long black hair was fluttering slowly. Surrounded by the hazy white Buddha light, her beautiful face showed a kind of purity and holiness beyond the world.The reason why she didn't land on the lotus platform that belongs to her is also very simple, one of her hands is still in Xiao Xia's.

Xiao Xia was still floating there with blank eyes, and that indescribably mysterious cloud pattern still overlapped with him like that, he didn't do anything, and he couldn't do anything, just kept the posture before the beginning, but that was it However, the bright moon with one hand held by him could not fly above the lotus platform.In this world of glazed Buddha's light, it seems that only he and the old monk Huiguang are real and can interfere with other things.

Old monk Huiguang couldn't see this, but he must have known it, but he didn't react, just stood there motionless and didn't speak, as if he suddenly started thinking about an extremely profound question.

Not far in front of him, the Earth Spirit Master was still sitting upright surrounded by countless Buddha lights and scriptures, and the umbrella, armor and sword that had just been transformed from the body of the Snake Taoist were still supported by the lotus platform of Buddha lights. It was running slowly, but there was no follow-up change, as if a solemn sacrificial ceremony was inexplicably interrupted, and fell into a kind of awkward silence.

Although the others had their own actions and reactions, Zhang Yuanling kept watching with a gloomy expression, Nangong Wuji sat still with a gloomy expression, Luo Yuanquan was dancing and shouting, Tang Qingxiao was madly trying to pounce Grab back my knife, but in this world of glazed Buddha light, their existence is just like some meaningless mottled light and shadow, and they can't even make a sound.

I don't know how long it took, but the old monk Huiguang finally nodded his head, sat down cross-legged as if he had made up his mind, and said, "Forget it, since this bodhi dharma fruit blocked the karma that the poor monk saw, it should be Bearing this cause and effect. Since this root of heaven and earth appeared here at this moment, it must be the result of the operation of the heavens. The poor monk used this great root as the foundation to directly smelt this wave of ten and four ways Sublimation and achievement of Dazizai Tianzi relic can be regarded as cutting off the cause and effect of the future and that leaf Hongshan in advance."

Zhang Yuanling, who had been sitting on the sidelines for a long time, couldn't sit still anymore, and stood up suddenly.It's a pity that he is no different from the others. When the old monk Huiguang ignored him here, he could only be like a hazy shadow, unable to do anything.

After sitting cross-legged, old monk Huiguang's originally ordinary, slightly hunched figure suddenly seemed to become infinitely taller, with an indescribably majestic majesty. The countless sutras that circulated automatically made a sound, as if countless eminent monks were chanting at the same time, but it didn't seem noisy at all, only the endless solemnity and profoundness.