The Sage Who Transcended Samsara - v9.1 Chapter 4

The glazed lights turn, the pure land is vast, and at a glance, the void seems to be filled with blossoming Bora flowers, but they are all withered, golden and dim, and they can see the former glory.

Although the mysterious evidence has obtained the “Golden Bodhisattva Bodhisattva”, and now also has the position of “Big Bodhisattva”, from the realm, there is still a fundamental difference from the real Bodhisattva Bodhisattva. It is impossible to see the fall of this country on the same day Ripples are inevitable in my heart.

——Because of the assimilation of Yincaodi Mansion by the vacuum hometown, Luo He black prison was unable to enter. He was trapped in the legend for a hundred years. In the past, the Tibetan Buddha was one of the four top Buddhas of Buddhism, and Manjushri, Bodhisattva and Guanyin They also said that they were only slightly inferior to Maitreya, who had the name of the future Buddha, and the two sides separated the two realms of legend and creation.

Turning his thoughts, adhering to the esteem of the Jizo Bodhisattva, mysterious grief showed a little melancholy golden body mixed with compassion, stepped on the golden lotus, stepped up, and stepped into the pure land of death.

It is said that the Jizo Bodhisattva has disappeared since the Battle of Lingshan. Someone said that he fell in the large Buddha array, and some said that he escaped from the birth and never escaped the world. There are all kinds of rumors, walking on the barren land where there is no trace of life, the old Buddhist temple, lotus, crystal, brah, linden tree, merit pool, or weathered, or few.

In the center of this pure land, there is no common Mount Xumi, only a twelve-pin golden lotus platform, with petals in full glory, flowing as if cast by glazed glass. On its upper side sits a majestic and compassionate bodhisattva, with both hands holding each other. The lotus and the orb are surrounded by different Buddhist sects, corresponding to the crossing of the heavens and the world, and the reincarnation of the six roads, collectively known as the ten possessions of the earth.

It is a pity that this Buddha has been dead for a long time, and his body is still full of death and filth and blackness.

Seeing such a situation, from Meng Qi’s mouth, I know a lot of the tragedy of the Lingshan incident and how to guess the truth of the matter. The Jizo Bodhisattva did fall into the Ananda reversal array, but because he has always represented Buddhism presided over the eighteenth layer of **** and reincarnation, and had deep accumulation and gains in this regard. Therefore, after fighting against the other side, the golden body was lost, and he was taken away by no one, and sent back to the pure land he opened up in the void.

Mysterious hands folded, worship at great ceremony:

“The King of South Tibet, the little bodhisattva, the little monk has to pass on your inheritance, and you will inherit your will. This wish can’t be achieved. See you later.”

The voice was low, but it was reverberating. At the present state of mysterious sadness, such a wish is no longer a false emptiness, it can touch the avenue, and enjoy the reward. A little bit of gold is falling, like a pouring rain, making him seem to penetrate the ground at once. The wish that the Bodhisattva left in Wanjie saw the painful struggle of all living beings in hell.

At the same time, the Bodhisattva Bodhisattva’s deciduous body shed two lines of **** tears. The hands holding the lotus and the orb formed a weird mark, and a little black light came out, and the death was deep, and there was vitality hidden inside. , Bring out a little pure white, if there is nothing.

The origin of life and death?

Mysterious sorrowful heart moved, sitting in a knot, running the meaning of life and death of Capricorn Fist, which is full of mystery.

I don’t know how long after that, the “dot” suddenly trembled and flew out of a dark and white peculiar practice, falling on the palm of mysterious sadness.

This is a treasure wheel filled with a faint blood-yellow mist. It is hidden in the dark and lives in death, as if it shows the mysteries of the heavens, the mystery of life and death. At a glance, it is cold, cold, silent, painful, deadly, vigorous. , Enthusiasm and other feelings flew intuitively.

Xuan Bei grasped the wheels of life and death, and watched the golden body of the Tibetan Bodhisattva erupt the glazed net fire, burned the death and magic, and disintegrated the ruins.

The flames rushed into the sky, changing, and finally left a relic-like glass relic, hiding life and death, reflecting black and white, reflecting many ghost images, an ancient scripture:

“The Buddha says the Jizo Bodhisattva”, “The Jizo Bodhisattva Wishes Merit Sutra” …

Mysterious thoughts are full, but I don’t know exactly what happened, which one is behind the scene, Amitabha, or ancient Buddha?

When he beckoned for a photo, the relic left by the Jizo Bodhisattva flew up and fell into his palm. As soon as he made contact, the entire pure land was suddenly generous and bright, a piece of gold.

The buddha washed away the dust, clean water poured out of the merit pool again, the linden tree re-drawn branches and long leaves, and the blossoming of Borneo flowers bloomed brightly, and everything came back to life.

Pure land dangles and blends with the original state of Buddhism in Xuan Bei, but a few breaths have been united, making it endless and able to accommodate endless evil spirits and evil spirits.

Xuan Bei returned to the center of the Pure Land, holding the relics of the Jizo and the heavens and deaths, sinking into the perception.

No matter what the plan behind this matter is, at least it is relevant to your own wishes!

This life has only one wish!

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Living in an infinitely high place in Yuxu Palace, Meng Qi put away the clear and round light, but it seemed to be surrounded by darkness. Even the illusory time flowing through it was no exception. He was curled up by the chaos and infinitely variable, hiding Some future!

This is the secret way to conceal the secret and future of Wu Jiyin.

It was on this basis that the Golden Emperor hid all the related matters related to his own anti-flooding. Until the last moment, he opened many new futures!

As for the other banks, of course, they also have their own methods.

Dark and deep, chaotic and gloomy, Meng Qi’s eyes were half-opened and half-opened, as if sitting before Kaitian, the beginning of all beings, but Gu Xiaosang disappeared.

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The clouds were dangling, the wind was howling, the waves were high, and lightnings covered the sky, lighting up the darkness.

In such extreme weather, Hugh said that the sea vessels did not dare to sail, and even the strong outside locations were unwilling to fly. After all, if they were not careful, they might encounter lightning strikes and no penalty.

At the edge of a deserted island, several young warriors were hiding in the cave, watching the heavy rain fall, and there was no panic in their expressions. Instead, they stole a little leisurely.

“You said that this time when the world emperor set up a big week again on Nagato Island, will there be a big man on the other side?” A man with thin eyebrows asked.

Another man with five senses who was barely regarded as Zhou Zheng shook his head and laughed: “The great person on the other side stands high, and turning his hands can destroy the whole real world. How can it be possible to set up such a small thing as the big week, unless the emperor of the world can re-enter Middle Earth and destroy the vacuum? Hometown and the land of Buddhism on earth unite this world, and it is now a matter of humane prosperity … ”

He paused: “But no matter what, the emperor will set up a big week and rejuvenate the humanity. There must be many immortals to join us. We rushed and had a chance to meet Xianyuan and put it under the gate of a certain fairy god.”

They are Tokai warriors. They have known each other during their travels. They have always wanted to find opportunities to worship in the martial arts where the immortals are. They have long lived forever. Unfortunately, they have been to many island caves, and they have been rejected. After looking at Nagato Island for another week, I thought about my luck in the past.

A young girl wearing a pink mule looked at the man who just said, “Brother Tan, when you were born, you had a house full of red light, and you were in a strange shape, but it was difficult for a fairy family to enter, and you had to be sharpened. Nagato Island, you will get what you want. ”

Tan Ping is half bitter and half proud, and casts his gaze at the cave at will, through the rain like curtains, and sees the tide as if it were a sea monster.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he saw a young Taoist wearing a hydration suit and a fan cloud crown sitting in a rolling wave, no matter how the sea rushed, he remained motionless.

Fairy?

Meet a fairy here?

Has my fairy edge arrived?

Tan Ping swallowed his mouth, and he could not say hello to his companion.

He came to the beach and saw the young Taoist still present, but his eyes were deep and he looked at it quietly.

“Younger Tan Ping, meet Xian Chang.” He respectfully saluted, wondering which mountain, island and cave mansion the other **** was.

Then he heard Qing Yue’s deep voice: “There is a pillow in the poor way, which can reverse the time, the mystery is infinite. It should be your destiny today, but I can use it for you, but this matter concerns your destiny. You have to make your own decision. ”

Tan Ping listened for a moment, and then the unwillingness and the longing for the past emerged in his heart. Without hesitation, he insisted:

“The junior is willing!”

As soon as the words fell, he saw a red-yellow light cast into his arms, a pillow with a bit of yellowish color on it, with many mysterious patterns and two slogans:

“Yellow beam!”

Tan Ping looked up, and the waves in front of him had disappeared.

Which fairy **** of Dongfu?

At this time, his companions rushed over and asked a lot of questions. After Tan Pinglue explained, they were all curious. When he returned to the cave, he tried the “yellow beam pillow”.

Tan Ping was also very anxious. He rushed back to the cave and tried for a long time. After eliminating many methods, he lay down and leaned on the yellow beam pillow to let himself fall asleep.

There was a glimmer of light in front of him, and Tan Ping woke up violently, only to see that Huang Liang’s pillow had not changed, but he was no longer surrounded by caves, but rather an elegantly furnished room.

He heard it with his ears, and resounded with high drinking:

“Holy Emperor sacrifices to heaven, the evils retreat!”

Holy Emperor?

Holy Emperor Kai?

Did I go back in time with a pillow?

Tan Ping was a little stunned, and he went back in time, but this was an adventure that no one had ever recorded before! (To be continued.) 2k novel reading network