The strong from the wild

"Taoist Lu Ya is extraordinary in strength, far surpassing the poor monk. It's just that the Taoist Lu Ya sees the head and sees the end, and the poor monk has only a few encounters with him, so I don't know him very well."

Subhuti said: "As for the four characters of opening the sky and establishing the Tao, as the name suggests, the two characters of opening the sky refer to opening up the heaven and the earth. The two characters of establishing the Tao mean establishing the orthodoxy. Just like my Buddha, I established the Buddhist orthodoxy."

Liu Yi asked again: "My master Ling Qiujian also established Xuantianzong, isn't it also regarded as 'establishing the way'?"

"This is the trail!"

Subhuti shook his head, and said: "Someone once said that there are three thousand ways and eight hundred sects in the world, a total of three thousand and eight hundred. One line of sword cultivation is also within three thousand and eight hundred. And opening the sky and establishing the way, then It is to open up a piece of heaven and earth, and to re-establish a road, how can the two be compared?"

Hearing this, Liu Yi was a little dissatisfied with Ling Wanjian, but he had to admit in his heart that the word "opening the sky" in "opening the sky and establishing the way" alone was far beyond what he had seen and heard so far. It is far from what ordinary great gods can do.Therefore, he had no choice but to ask: "Could it be that the Buddha opened the sky? Established the Tao?"

Subhuti replied: "My spiritual mountain treasure land is located in the Western Paradise. The Western Paradise was created by my Buddha."

"From this point of view, the Buddha is indeed very important!"

With a thought in his mind, Liu Yi gradually showed a smile on his face, and said: "The Great Monk claims to be the number one in solving emptiness. Now I will listen carefully and listen to how the great monk solves emptiness."

"Fellow Daoist's method of cultivation originated from Ling Qiujian and Liu Zhenyang. Both of them are sharp and can be seen by a poor monk, but they are still not comparable to Fellow Daoist Liu's own sword intent! Fellow Daoist Liu's own sword intent is sharper and stronger. Pure, as..."

At this point, Subhuti pointed to the magic treasure of the ancient swan goose, and said: "Just like the magic weapon made from the bones of the golden swan goose demon saint, it originated from the great lord Xueyu, and it is already above all living beings. Fellow Taoist Liu Sword cultivator, why bother to look far away and learn from others? Why don’t you make your own way and not be the same as others?”

Liu Yijian frowned slightly, and asked: "The great monk said, let me create my own exercises?"

"My own is the best!"

Subhuti replied: "If you don't create your own, one day when you open up the sky and establish the way, don't you want to establish your own lineage? Could it be that you want to establish the way for others? If you establish someone else's way, how can you count as establishing the way?"

Hearing this, Liu Yi only felt his heart skip a beat, as if he touched something or thought of something.But there was a buzzing in my mind, as if I had realized something but I didn't know where it was.

"Amitabha, that's all the poor monk said."

Subhuti said again: "If the poor monk is still alive after this battle, he will definitely come to find fellow Taoist Liu and try to find a way to end the endless good relationship. If the poor monk dies in battle, he only needs someone to perform the ** Gathering Jue, and let the poor monk die." After death and resurrection, the poor monk will also come to find Fellow Daoist Liu to make a good relationship."

Liu Yi asked, "Are you going to join the battle, Great Monk?"

Subhuti said: "The poor monk arrived at the battlefield three months earlier than Linghu Qiudao. The poor monk's body is under the illumination of the Zixiao Palace lantern. , is the avatar of the poor monk transformed from the palm of his hand."

Liu Yi's heart trembled, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "Can you win?"

Subhuti said, "Do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

Liu Yi asked: "How about the truth, what about the lie?"

"If you speak the truth, if the great lord does not come out, you will lose this battle."

Subhuti smiled, but there was no trace of fear or despair on his face, and he continued: "If you tell a lie, it means that the battle has not yet come, and the victory is not yet decided."

Liu Yi took a deep breath and said, "Then I would rather listen to lies."

"The poor monk also likes to lie, but my Buddha said that monks don't tell lies, so you can't lie."

With a wave of Subhuti's sleeve, the surrounding bubble-like Buddha's light slowly sank, from the void to the [-]-meter-high sky of Hengshan.

The big Buddha scanned the field below, pointed at the mountains and rivers, and said: "The high mountains are originally made of sand and gravel soil, which is very ugly, but they are covered with flowers and trees, which make the mountains and rivers very beautiful. The flowers and trees are naturally the characteristics of the high mountains." Lies. There are mud and sand in the river, and the bottom of the river is riddled with holes, but if there is flowing water winding away, the river will be very magnificent and majestic, and the river water is naturally the lie of the river."

Liu Yi smiled calmly, the stretched sword eyebrows matched with the arc of the corners of the mouth, it was very beautiful, and said: "Monk, are you going around to make me dizzy?"

"In the future, Fellow Daoist Liu will understand why the poor monk would rather listen to lies."

Subhuti activated the Buddha's light, and the two of them had arrived at the place where the Temple of Exorcising Demons was located.

"rise!"

Subhuti raised his arm, and a mountain rose from the shortage of the Demon Killing Temple.

In the past, Wu Sheng had turned the Prajna Mountain of Zhumo Temple into a desert, and all the mud and sand were blocked by the formation mask and turned into a sand wall. Now the mud, sand and stones are dragged by Subhuti and hidden in the mountain.The Banruo Mountain, which was not very steep and majestic at first, suddenly became [-] meters tall and went straight into the sky.

When Prajna Mountain was half destroyed, the water from the Eight Treasures Merit Pond was also collected by Subhuti and turned into a pond on the mountainside.

As for the destroyed mountains and rivers, vegetation grew in a short while, and hundreds of miles of flowers bloomed in the surrounding area, which was extremely beautiful.There is a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, which makes people linger.

Subhuti and Liu Yi fell directly next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Meng Chengshen and Tanlang followed closely, and Wen Yingkong followed. Among them, Tanlang looked the most excited. He was afraid that Subhuti would harm Liu Yi. Now that Liu Yi returned safely, he felt relieved.

Wufeng, Wujiu, Wuhen, and Monk Yinyue also came to the pool.

Hui Lin and Hui Ru are in the distance.

As for Zhishen, a disciple of Monk Wujiu, his body and soul were destroyed following the suppression of Wu Sheng's desire, and he turned into ashes.

"Come!"

Subhuti nodded towards Monk Yinyue, grabbed Monk Yinyue with a grab of his arm, threw him into the pool, and said: "The reincarnation of life and death is caused by the three karmas of body, speech, and mind. Karma, you can quickly get relief. Since you entered my Buddhist gate, you have practiced closed-mouth meditation, and now the Buddha's heart has been cleansed and dust-free, and you can get my Buddhist avenue. Here, poor monk, there is a chance to become a Buddha, and now I give it to you. "

In an instant, the eight treasures of Buddhism appeared at the bottom of the pool.

There are eight things in total: the wheel, the snail, the precious umbrella, the white cover, the lotus, the vase, the goldfish, and the head of the pan.

The wheel is in the left hand of Monk Yinyue, the conch is hung in the right hand, the umbrella is on the top of the head, the white cover is like a flag at the side, the lotus is at the bottom of the feet, the vase is in the right hand, the goldfish is hanging on the left waist, and the dish is hanging under the chest Buddha beads .

The soaring Buddha light emerged from the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Thunder exploded.God mighty.

The colorful thunder spouted out, and was restrained by Subhuti with a circle of Buddha's light, so that the colorful light and Leiying could not spread out of the eight treasures merit pool.

Monk Yinyue had his eyes and mouth tightly shut.

Suddenly, the monk opened his lips and read a sentence: "There is no image of self, no image of human beings. There is no image of sentient beings."

Monk Yinyue has practiced closed-mouth meditation for nearly 10 years, and today he finally speaks.

Immediately, lotus flowers bloomed from the Eight Treasures Merit Pond, extremely delicate and beautiful.The lotus is irradiated by the circle of Buddha's light above the head of Monk Yinyue, showing a golden brilliance, as if forged from purity.

"I have become a Buddha! I have become a Buddha!"

Meng Chengshen lost his mind in surprise, and exclaimed again and again, "I knew it, I knew there was a chance to become a Buddha! I knew it a long time ago..."

He didn't even use the word "old man" and called himself "I".