Super Monk

At a glance, the void seems to be filled with Brahma flowers, but all of them are withered, and the golden color is dim. You can see the grand scene of the past.

Although xuanbei has obtained the golden body of "dizang Bodhisattva" and now has the fruit position of "great Bodhisattva", there is still an essential difference between xuanbei and the real dizang Bodhisattva in terms of realm. It's hard to see the fall of this Buddhist kingdom in the same day, and it's hard to avoid ripples in my heart.

Because the hell of hell was assimilated by his hometown in a vacuum, and Luofeng black prison could not enter, he was trapped in the pass of legend for a hundred years. In the past, dizang Bodhisattva was one of the top four Bodhisattvas in Buddhism. He was known as Manjusri, Bodhisattva and Guanyin, only slightly inferior to Maitreya in the name of the future Buddha, separated from the realm of legend and nature.

The idea turns, adhering to the meaning of respect for the Bodhisattva of Tibet, xuanbei shows a little melancholy Buddha's golden body with pity, stepping on the golden lotus, climbing step by step, and stepping into the dead pure land.

It is said that the Bodhisattva dizang disappeared after the war of Lingshan mountain. Some say that he fell into the great array of Ten Thousand Buddhas. Others say that he escaped from heaven and could not escape from the world. I can't imagine that I can still meet his pure land of Buddhism today Xuanbei thought of all kinds of rumors and walked on the barren land without any vitality. The Buddhist temples, lotus, crystal, Brahma, bodhi tree and Gongde pool in the past were either weathered or deserted.

In the middle of this pure land, there is no common Xumi mountain. There is only a twelve grade Golden Lotus terrace. Its petals are magnificent and shimmering, as if it were made of glass. On the top of it sits a Bodhisattva who is dignified and compassionate, holding lotus and pearls in both hands. Around it are different forms of Buddhism, which correspond to the six ways of reincarnation .

Unfortunately, this Bodhisattva's vitality has been cut off for a long time, and the body surface is full of death intention and filthy black air, full of depravity.

Seeing such a situation, I know from Zhao Fugui how xuanbei can't guess the truth of many things about Lingshan. The Bodhisattva of dizang really fell into the reverse array of the magic Buddha Ananda. However, because he has always presided over the affairs of the eighteen levels of hell and the six ways of reincarnation on behalf of Buddhism, he has accumulated and gained a lot in this aspect, so he lost his golden body after fighting on the other side Who took him back to the pure land he opened up in the void.

Xuanbei put his hands together and made a big ceremony to pay homage:

"nanwudi Tibetan king Bodhisattva, if I have your inheritance, I will carry on your will. If I can't, I won't see the Tathagata."

His voice is low, but it reverberates to the present state of xuanbei. Such a wish can not be regarded as a false emptiness. It can touch the main road and enjoy the reward. The little golden awns fall down like rain, which makes him seem to connect the wishes left by Bodhisattva dizang in the world in an instant and see the painful struggle of all living beings in hell.

At the same time, the gold body of the Bodhisattva dizang shed two lines of blood and tears, forming a strange mark with the hands of lotus and pearl. A little black light was highlighted, and the meaning of death was deep. There was vitality hidden inside, bringing out a little pure white.

The origin of life and death?

Xuanbei's heart moved, and he sat down, moving the meaning of life and death of Maha Voldemort boxing, which was full of mystery.

I don't know how long later, that "point" suddenly shocked, flew out of a pitch black and white training, fell in the palm of xuanbei.

This is a treasure wheel filled with light blood and yellow mist. It is white in the black and life in the death. It seems to show the secrets of heaven and the mystery of life and death. At a glance, it feels cool, cold, silent, painful, dying, vigorous and warm.

Holding the wheel of life and death in the sky, xuanbei watched the golden body of the Bodhisattva dizang rise the pure fire of glass, burning the will of death and the evil spirit, and disintegrating the relic.

The light of fire soars into the sky and changes, leaving behind a crystal like relic, which hides life and death, reflects black and white, and reflects many empty shadows. It is an ancient Scripture:

"Buddha's saying on the Bodhisattva of Tibet" and "Bodhisattva of Tibet's wish on merit and virtue"

Xuanbei had many thoughts, but he couldn't figure out what happened, who was behind the scenes, Amitabha, or Bodhi?

As soon as he waved to take a picture, the relics left by Bodhisattva dizang flew up and fell into his palm. As soon as he got in touch with them, the whole pure land was suddenly bright and light.

The dust is washed away from the Buddhist temple, the pure water gushes out again in the pool of merit, the bodhi trees sprout branches and leaves again, and the Brahma flowers bloom brilliantly, and everything is full of vitality again.

The pure land falls down, and it blends with the original Buddhist kingdom of xuanbei. However, it has become one after a few breath, which makes it boundless and can accommodate endless evil spirits.

Xuanbei returned to the center of the pure land, holding the dizang relic and the wheel of life and death of the heaven, and sank into the feeling.

No matter what kind of plan is behind this matter, at least it is appropriate to one's own wish!

This is the only wish in this life!

………

Living in the yuxu Palace at infinity height, Zhao Fugui put away the bright and clean round light, but it seems to be surrounded by darkness. Even the long river of illusory time flowing through here is no exception. He was curled up by chaos, a little variable, hiding some future!

This is the only way to hide the secret and future of Wuji seal.

It was on this basis that the king hid all kinds of possibilities related to his own backwater. Until the last moment, he opened many new futures!As for the other side, of course, it has its own way.

It's dark and dark. Zhao Fugui's eyes are half open and half closed. He seems to be sitting before the beginning of the sky. Xia Hongyan has disappeared.

………

Dark clouds hang on the top, the wind howls, the waves are hundreds of feet high, and lightning fills the sky, illuminating the darkness.

In this extreme weather, we can't say that sea going ships dare not sail. Even those with strong location don't want to fly away. After all, if they are not careful, they may be struck by lightning.

On the edge of a desert island, several young warriors hide in the cave, watching the heavy rain fall. They don't look alarmed. On the contrary, they have a bit of leisure.

"Do you think there will be a big man from the other side of changmen island this time Asked a man with sparse eyebrows.

Another man, whose facial features are barely Zhou Zheng, shakes his head and laughs: "a big man on the other side is high above the earth. If he turns over his hand, he can destroy the whole real world. How can he come for the sake of establishing a big Zhou again, unless the emperor of the world can enter the Middle Earth again, destroy the vacuum hometown and the Buddhist kingdom on the earth, unify this world, and realize the prosperity of humanity..."

"But no matter what, if the emperor establishes the great Zhou Dynasty and revives humanity, there will be many immortals who will join him. If we go there, we will have a good chance to meet a fairy and join a certain fairy."

They are warriors of the East China Sea. They got to know each other when they traveled. They always wanted to find a chance to join the sect where the immortal lived and seek the way to live forever. Unfortunately, they had been to many island caves, but they were turned away from each other. It was hard for them to be immortal. After hearing that Gaolan was established in changmen island for another week, they thought about their luck in the past.

A young girl in a pink coat looked at the man who had just spoken and said, "brother Tan, when you were born, you were full of red light. You were very strange. It's just that it's hard for you to get into the fairy family. You've been honed so much that you've wasted so far. If you go to changmen Island, you'll get what you want."

Tan Ping is half bitter and half proud. He casts his eyes outside the cave at will. Through the curtain like rain, he sees the tide like a sea that swallows the sky.

Suddenly, his eyes were cold. He saw a young Taoist in a water suit and a fan cloud crown sitting in the rolling waves. No matter how the sea was surging, he was still.

Immortal?

Meet a fairy here?

Is my destiny here?

Tan Ping swallowed his spit and ignored his companions. He turned into a hermit and flew away in the rainstorm.

When he came to the seaside, he saw that the young Taoist was still there, but his eyes were deep and he watched quietly.

"Young Tan Ping, I'd like to meet you." He bowed respectfully, wondering which mountain, island and cave he was.

Then he heard Qingyue's low voice: "I have a pillow that can reverse the time. It's so wonderful that you and I have a destiny today. I can borrow it from you. It's just a matter of your destiny. I don't demand it. You have to make your own decision."

After hearing this, Tan Ping was stunned, and then his past reluctance and constant desire emerged in his heart. Without hesitation, he cut off the railway:

"I'd like to!"

As soon as his voice fell, he saw a red and yellow light falling into his arms. It was a pillow with dark yellow color, on which there were many mysterious patterns and two seal characters:

"Huangliang!"

Tan Ping raised his head and the waves in front of him disappeared.

Which cave is the immortal?

At this time, his companions rushed over and asked. After Tan Ping explained, they were all curious and asked him to go back to the cave and try the "Huangliang pillow".

Tan Ping is also itchy, rushed back to the cave, tried for a long time, ruled out many ways, lying down, leaning on the pillow, let himself fall into a deep sleep.

In front of him, a glimmer of light appeared, and Tan Ping suddenly woke up. He saw that the pillow had not changed, but that it was no longer a cave. Instead, it was a room with elegant layout. There was a lot of noise outside.

He listened and heard that high drinking echoed:

"the holy emperor worships heaven, and all evils disperse!"

Holy emperor?

Shenghuangqi?

Am I sleeping in the past?

Tan Ping was stunned, but he went back to the past. This was an adventure that no one had recorded before!