I Honor

: The Year of the Buddha

The muddy eyes of the ancestor of Asura narrowed slightly, looked at Meng Qi and said:

“The feeling of the underworld”

Before he finished speaking, K raised his right hand and pulled out a dark red and almost black sword glow. The entire Buddhist hall immediately heard a terrible howl, disturbing people’s minds and killing people, while floating in the void, countless crippled bodies loomed , surged with the sword light.

With one blow, the creatures that the ancestor of Ashura killed seemed to reappear one by one

The creation of the world, the birth of Jiuyou, and the ancestor of Asura. Since then, K has been fighting and killing continuously, until now, the number of dead souls under his hands can be imagined. He lost his fighting spirit and was at the mercy of K.

Facing the sudden flash of the sword, Meng Qi heard screams, the smile on Meng Qi’s face remained unchanged, he bent his fingers, and flicked lightly.

Immediately, a blood-brown turbid sword qi shot out, like a miniature of the underworld, filled with countless eternal sinking resentful spirits, all uttering mournful ghost cries, not inferior to the howling of the sword light a cent.

Crash

The billowing yellow spring facing the limestone temple is surging with turbulent waves, and the sunken ghosts accumulated since its birth roared and hissed, and the sound shook both sides of the bank.

The sword energy resisted the blade glow, and the blood brown washed away, washing away the memory of the dead soul, drowning the broken arms and stumps, while the ghost cries and screams were neutralized, and the Buddhist hall was peaceful.

Silently, the blood-brown turbid sword energy and the dark red and almost black sword light offset each other, and there was no trace at all, only a little ripple dangling in the void.

But at the moment when the two collided, in the Asura tribe at the other end of the wasteland, Bran’s ears hurt suddenly, his head seemed to be stirred by a blunt knife, and went straight to his soul. The pain caused her to lose control completely, and her legs Going limp, she fell to the ground, covered her head and rolled while she was around. All Asuras are such painful modelsIn the same way, the evil dragon flying over the wilderness fell straight down, crashing out of the tiankeng, and strangely shaped magic birds fell down like rain.

The ancestor of Asura and Meng Qi did not launch a follow-up attack. Quietly facing each other, bathed in green lights, the previous collision seemed to be just a dream.

“The power of the underworld can be cultivated to this level, except for those old guys who may cut out their clones and try to control the underworld. I am afraid that only the hero who created the original magic way in the real world.” The ancestor of Ashura said with old and decayed , with a voice like a blunt knife scraping bone, said in a low voice, “You seem to be the real body of Huang Quan he cut out.”

Speaking of this, K laughed at himself: “I have been sealed for too long and have been silent for many years. I really don’t know much about the current situation in the real world. Maybe there are other rising stars who have proved the real body of Huangquan and pushed it to this level. ”

Meng Qi took a step forward with his hands behind his back. Mottled was illuminated by the dim light, he smiled slightly and said:

“Fellow Daoist is truly astute.”

He seemed to be tacitly acquiescing that he was the “real body of Huangquan” cut out by the demon king.

The ancestor of Ashura took a deep look at him, and the exaggerated wrinkles on his face trembled a few times: “Fellow Daoist deliberately passed the news of Huang Quan’s reincarnation to me. What is the intention?”

“Huang Quan’s reincarnation disappeared nearby, and it is likely to involve the secret of the stone temple built by the Buddha. I can’t find a clue for a while.” Meng Qi confessed in a very leisurely tone that he was powerless, “And Taoist friends were born in Jiuyou. At the beginning of the opening, after going through almost all the time in the era of Jiuyou, most of them have witnessed the Buddha building this temple, and even met with each other. It is the most suitable person to ask for advice, so I will disclose this news through the mouths of two young friends. As for you, if you are not interested, the old man can only find another way, as the saying goes, those who wish to take the bait.”

The first ancestor of Asura let out a hey: “When the Buddha built this stone temple, many strong people from my Asura clan transformed into a clan of Buddhist Dharma protectors.”

K’s few words actually outlined a thrilling picture. It is conceivable that it is impossible for K and the Asura clan to allow the Buddha to transform, and there are many battles and conflicts during the period.

For such a big man, the demigod and half demon K did not call him “old bald donkey”.

It really is a “living fossil”. Meng Qi, a witness of history, nodded slightly and said, “What is the purpose of the Buddha building this limestone temple? Is it really suppressing some existence?”

The ancestor of Asura shook his head, his eyes became cloudier. Like falling into a distant memory:

“At that time, the Buddha didn’t seem to have reached the other shore, and it seemed that he had been there for a long time. The specific status of big figures of K’s level and level is beyond our knowledge. From Hai to Hua Zi Zai Tian, ​​from Hell to Demon Pool, from Underworld to Asura Field, he measured it step by step. At that time, the Demon Lord and Heavenly Slayer were still there, and K did not do too much, as if to complete a A field of hard work.”

“During this process, K stayed eighteen times, and every time he stayed, he built a similar limestone temple. Nine of them were located in the depths of each layer of Jiuyou, and the other nine were along the banks of the Yellow Spring River. None of them suppressed any existence. .”

“For so many years, I have been thinking about what K built the blue-gray stone temple for. I vaguely realized that K seemed to be groping for the mystery of Jiuyou in order to perfect himself. These eighteen blue-gray stone temples are where K measured Jiuyou. tool.”

Exploring the mysteries of the Nine Serenity, perfecting oneself Meng Qi’s heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he vaguely felt that he was about to touch the secret of the other side.

“It’s a pity that I really can’t figure out why. Maybe I can really understand it when I reach the level of the gods.” The ancestor of Asura sighed.

Meng Qi took two steps forward and said in a slow voice, “So, there is no strong seal in the Qinghuishi Temple, that is to say, no one witnessed the disappearance of Huang Quan’s reincarnation.”

The thread of the matter seems to be broken at this point.

Speaking of this, Meng Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, turned his head to look at the ancestor of Asura, and said with a smile: “If there is no clue here, fellow Taoists will not come here at all. There must be a reason for coming here late at night.”

The ancestor of Ashura laughed lightly, and said with sarcasm: “The Buddha is merciful and sympathetic to all beings in the world. He has his own arrangements when he builds it. As long as he has good intentions in his heart and is willing to put down the butcher knife, he can step into the pure land and be liberated when he enters the stone temple. ”

“Light up the blue lamp, wake up the wooden fish, and sincerely recite scriptures or Buddha’s name in front of the faceless Buddha, and you will be able to see the pure land.”

Meng Qi was a little stunned: “The Qinghuishi temple hides another pure land, and fellow Taoists suspect that Huang Quan’s reincarnation has entered it.”

The ancestor of Asura nodded, then sighed: “I have lived for too long, so long that I thought I could live forever, but the facts tell me that this is just an illusion. For this reason, I am looking for the origin of life and death, and I want to understand death. However, I still can’t see its door, and the only gain is to escape along the Yellow Spring to its upper reaches, and after spending thousands of years, I have walked back to the place where I started.”

That is to say, the Yellow Spring circles in a circle and forms a self-circulation, with no source and no end. In this way, where is its origin, and where is the origin of life and death? Devil, bloodthirsty by nature, loves fighting, has the unique selfishness and cruelty of demons and evil gods, why can he overcome his nature and tell this secret to this old man”

To be honest, Meng Qi wouldn’t have believed it if he hadn’t used the Yuanxin seal secretly cast by Huang Quan’s bones to tell him that there was no problem.

The muddy eyes of the ancestor of AshuraThat flickering light said lightly:

“It’s not that I defeated my nature, but my nature of fearing death and seeking to survive defeated the rest.”

Relying on oneself alone, there has been no progress after so many years, and it is necessary to rely on external forces, and the mystery of the origin of life and death is definitely not something that must be exclusive.

“Then let’s go to the Pure Land to contemplate.” Meng Qi stopped talking and pointed to the Faceless Buddha.

The ancestor of Asura laughed: “Let my fellow Taoists and I put down the butcher’s knife and have good intentions in our hearts. I’m afraid it’s no less than breaking the secret of life and death, and we have to find another suitable creature.”

Meng Qi smiled, didn’t say much, walked to the incense table in a leisurely manner, picked up the stone hammer, and knocked the wooden fish awake.

In an instant, his demeanor changed suddenly. He changed from an old man who was evil, perverted and erratic, into an eminent monk with a clear mind of Zen and compassion. His temples were grizzled and white with a bit of the “originality” that he had experienced in the mundane world and finally realized it. in this way”.

The Buddha’s name sounded, and the Zen sound echoed. The ancestor of Asura looked at Meng Qi’s old back in a brocade robe, and his heart was rippling.

If it weren’t for the death and evil of the “real body of Huangquan” just now, I’m afraid he would think that the other party is a real ascetic monk who doesn’t know the age of Qingdeng Ancient Buddha.

For the first time, K felt that he couldn’t see through the other party.

Unknowingly, the meditation hall became quieter and quieter, and the face of the Faceless Buddha gradually distorted, turning into Meng Qi’s current old man.

I see the Tathagata, the Tathagata is me

As soon as the Buddha’s face appeared, the glazed light poured out from the blue lantern, and a golden gate full of swastikas was transformed in front of Meng Qi and the ancestor of Asura.

Being a monk is my old profession. Meng Qi laughed at himself secretly, and looked back at the door at the same time as the ancestor of Asura, and then stepped into the “gate of pure land” together.

When the figures of the two disappeared, Taoist Xuesha suddenly appeared outside the stone temple, with joy and doubt in his eyes. To be continued.

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