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Chapter 807: Immortal Buddha Song!One island, one boat, one person, one roll

The vast sea of ​​suffering is boundless.

The ancient beast of the wild soul spreads its wings and travels thousands of miles in an instant.Amu sat firmly on it, his consciousness scattered tens of thousands of miles.However, as far as I can see, I can only see the waves, but I can't see the shore, or even the island.

In the realm of the void, the mount of the Demon Lord.The combination of Amu and Wild Soul Beast is not insignificant.But, in front of the sea of ​​bitterness, who can stand up and down?At least, the current Amu can't.

Seven times the sun rises and the moon sets, alternating black and white.The wild soul beast has already flown thousands of miles away.Amu was on the wild soul beast, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was normal.

However, at this time once again, the Eastern Sunrise.Amu slowly opened his eyes.

Outside Bodhi Island, the green hills are not covered.Going east, there are six roads, one river and one river.The sixteen characters left by the Promised Land Yunsan in the past must be hidden, the road leading to the Promised Land.

Perhaps, Yun San already expected that one day, he would have to go to the paradise.

Bodhi Island, an overseas fairy island, needs to go eastward, and it can be seen at sunrise on July 49.There are immortals who will sing for thousands of years.

According to what Brahma and the three Buddhas said, Amu expected that the speed of seven to seven forty-nine days was the speed of ordinary immortals.The wild soul ancient beast, the alien species of the Three Realms.

Its seven-day journey is enough to overwhelm all monks in the sea.Even the entire Sea Desolate Continent can run through it back and forth.However, there was no trace of the so-called Bodhi Immortal Island.

The road is bumpy and difficult.Amu, however, curled the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly.Then, he patted the wild soul beast again, and slowly closed his eyes.

Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The desolate soul beast raised its head to the sky and roared loudly, causing huge waves in thousands of miles of sea.Then, the wild soul beast turned into streamer again.In this vast sea of ​​suffering, it finally found the feeling of flying without scruples under the River of Forgetfulness.

In a blink of an eye, it was another seven days and nights.However, the situation has not changed.

In the daytime, the sea is vast, only the blue sky, and no reefs are seen.Under the night, the darkness is heavy, and the sound of the waves hits the flowers.Amu opened his eyes again, turned over with one hand, and held up a compass.

Amu wanted to confirm the direction.When the compass needle turns, north and south can be determined.

That's right!Amu and the Wild Soul Beast were still running in the east.

continue!Amu, didn't say much.The wild soul beast is completely human, with its wings spread and its hooves flying.

Such a voyage is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people, even monks.The vast sea sometimes gives you a grave-like feeling.

There is no direction, no end, no hope.

However, Amu is an immortal, and even a monk in the realm of Xuyuan.When he stomped his feet, the whole sea desert world trembled.Even so, Amu also felt a faint sense of terror.

The reason is that the speed of the wild soul beast is by no means comparable to any monk on the sea wasteland, unless it is a monk from the original immortal.Entering the realm of the original fairy, you can use your own cultivation to open up time and space and realize the jump of space.

Although the current wild soul beast can be transformed into a mature body, its level is not enough for the original fairyland.

However, Amu understood that the 49 and 49 days mentioned by Brahma and the three Buddhas can be seen on the fairy island.The cultivator who traveled seven to seven [-] days must not be the original immortal.

In other words, even if it was the 49-day journey traveled by the top cultivator of the Sea Desolation, theoretically, the Desolate Soul Beast should have already completed it.

However, there is no fairy island in the vast sea.

The third week, the fourth week...

legend?

After the fifth seven days, a full 35 days, Amu opened his eyes again, and then frowned slightly.Even if it is the vast and endless star field of Shura World, he and the wild soul beast can probably cross it.

However, the spiritual consciousness covers thousands of miles, and there is almost no change.

Blue sky, sea water, floating clouds...

Could it be that Bodhi Island is really just a legend?

However, Amu understands that most of the legends are actually real.However, as time goes by, everything becomes blurred.

Seven seven 49 days!Amu took a deep breath.At the same time, Amu's hands were forming seals, and the four talismans spread out in the void and went straight to the four directions.

Then, Amu tapped with one hand, and there were several runes, deducing a wonderful forbidden picture.The forbidden picture hung above Amu's head.

In the forbidden picture, there are celestial waves, like the reflection of the sea of ​​bitterness.Amu wants to see if there is any weirdness on the sea of ​​suffering.

Moving on, Amu rested his eyes again.

In a blink of an eye, it was another seven days.Amu opened his eyes, and the forbidden picture on his head was still there.Amu's hands formed a seal again, and in the void, several talismans returned.

"Huh?" Amu frowned.Because, on those talismans, nothing could be seen.Originally, Amu had some doubts whether he and the Wild Soul Beast were standing still.

However, his suspicion was not accurate.Those flying back talismans marked everything.During the seven days, they were indeed flying eastward, instead of staying in place, and the scenery deep in the sea kept changing.

Amazing!The Wild Soul Beast flew at almost full strength for 42 days.However, in the vast sea of ​​bitterness, there is no fairy island and no end.

Does the sea of ​​bitterness really have a limit?Amu asked himself.However, there is no answer.

In the last seven days, if everything remains the same in the early morning of the day, then Amu may have to turn around.Because, that's all too unreasonable.

He couldn't go on with the wild soul beast so absurdly.

In the last seven days, Amu calmed down and waited quietly.No matter what, this vast and unknown voyage is an ultimate test for anyone.

In the night of the sea of ​​bitterness, the galaxy is brilliant.The sky and the sea are equally boundless. No.40's nine nights seem to be extraordinarily quiet.Amu's slightly restless heart was completely calm.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

The east is whitening, and the sky is just showing.In the void, there was a breeze, and the wild soul beast flew low over the sea.Amu narrowed his eyes slightly, and in the distance, a round of red sun was about to emerge.

The red awn spreads on the surface of the sea, like a fire rolling on the surface of the sea.

But at this moment, the void resounded, and a singing sound echoed in the sky and the earth.

"The Buddha's body is pure and eternally extinguished, and his wisdom light is dust-free and full of the three realms. There is no image or form like empty clouds, flowers bloom in spring and leaves fall in autumn. Everything follows illusions like bubbles and hears the Buddha's wonderful Dharma sound. The joy of quiet meditation proves Bodhi, illuminating all the worlds in the ten directions. .Things of the ages, today the bone forest is lonely and the tomb is deep. The crimes of all living beings are terrible, and the confusion and sinking flow the life and the dead. This body is rare and now I have it. The Buddha Dharma is unheard. Now I have heard it. This body is not for this life, where is it? Save yourself..."

The singing sound, like a Sanskrit sound, reverberates across the sea and sky.The song of immortal Buddha, the song of Bodhi.Listening to it makes people feel an endless sense of refuge.

That is the ultimate language of heaven and earth, the voice of immortals and Buddhas.

In a trance, goodbye under the rising sun in the east.The seven-color awns spread like a wheel without knowing when.A small island seemed to emerge out of thin air.

However, Amu's spiritual consciousness covers thousands of miles, and before the sun rises, there is absolutely no such small island.

The whole world has changed because of it.The entire sea of ​​suffering became more agile and alive.

The small island is surrounded by seven-colored awns, filled with Buddha spirit.Although the size is only a dozen li or so, the bodhi tree on it is dancing and its branches and leaves are swaying.

It seemed like another world.

Bodhi Island!Amu was shocked.

time!Two words suddenly flashed through my mind.

Seven seven 49 days, Bodhi Island can be seen.Amu finally understood, did that refer to time, not space?

The vast sea of ​​suffering is mostly endless.

However, maybe no matter who it is, no matter what speed you are, no matter how immortal you are, as long as you travel eastward and survive 49 days and nights in the vast sea of ​​suffering, then you will see the fairy island.

This is a wonderful time and space, which has nothing to do with speed.In other words, those who are sincere can see the island.Amu took a deep breath, the Three Realms are wonderful, everything is for no reason.

At this time, the Buddhist song echoed.Between heaven and earth, it is like thousands of Buddhas singing.

The light in Amu's eyes gathers, and he can see through all illusions.At the same time, the Wild Soul Beast lightly stepped on its four hooves, and it was already approaching the small island.

Amu finally saw, not far from the small island, on the Sea of ​​Bitterness, an ancient wooden boat drifting.

On the ancient wooden boat, a middle-aged man in gray clothes sat upright on the boat, describing his compassion and serenity.That man, with a faint lotus mark between his eyebrows, looks like a layman.

He holds a volume of scriptures in his hand, and the Buddhist songs that reverberate between heaven and earth come from his mouth.

One island, one boat, one person, one roll.

The man in gray sang the Gita freely.Bitter sea waves, but the boat does not move.In the world, everything seems to be out of sight.

The layman in gray didn't look at Amu at all.

Amu looked at the man in gray, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Because, that gray-clothed man turned out to be Yuan Xian!
(End of this chapter)