Buddha Immortal

Chapter 117

Among all the Zen ideas of Guo Lingchan, the most difficult to comprehend is the Great Nirvana Zen.

With such a good opportunity, he naturally used it to comprehend the most difficult one.I saw streaks of purple-gold energy flying around his body, and traces of Nirvana Zen were rapidly increasing.

In about half a day, his great nirvana meditation increased by one, reaching seven.

When comprehending this step, Guo Lingchan faintly touched a trace of the true meaning of the Great Nirvana Zen.In his mind, there is a vast and boundless world, and there is chaos between the heaven and the earth. Everything does not distinguish between clear and turbid, and does not distinguish between yin and yang, and there is only violent energy.Volcanoes erupted everywhere, the sky and the earth collapsed, thunder and lightning flashed, and sea water roared and churned.

In this violent world, on the top of a mountain, a monk appeared with a vague face.

I saw him let the fire burn and thunder strike, water pour the earth and bury him, all kinds of energies from heaven and earth raged on his body, he stood still, and purple-gold rays of light ran and wandered in his body, making his dharma body in the presence of all kinds of energies. Get stronger under blows.

Guo Lingchan's eyes lit up, and the trace of the truth he realized was the word "firm!"

The great Nirvana Zen is as firm as it is tough, as solid as gold, and as strong as it is, it is one of its true meanings.

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His Great Nirvana Zen has instantly increased by one, reaching the Eight Paths, and his understanding and comprehension of Jian is more thorough.

A day later, Guo Lingchan's whole body faintly released a layer of sacred purple-gold light, and his whole body exuded a rock-solid, unbreakable aura of stability.

In just one day, he realized the most difficult to comprehend the Great Nirvana Zen to the peak that a novice can reach. Nine purple and golden Zen thoughts are like nine dragons, wandering around in his Niwan Palace, exuding ancient The taste of the Buddha of War.

The blood-colored channel on the altar is still there, and the seven blood-colored beams of light are much dimmer than at the beginning, but they are still rotating.

The blood cloud floating above the altar shrunk little by little, and it was only one foot in size. The condensed pharaoh's blood shadow became a little clearer, and gusts of fierce aura rushed straight to Guo Lingchan below, and met the purple golden light on his body. All were shaken apart.

Guo Lingchan took a look at Yang Gongming's corpse beside him. A trace of blood was beating inside his corpse like an electric current. The whole corpse looked even more eerie and strange. Pieces of blood mist gradually appeared on the surface of his body, like silkworm chrysalis cocooning. Wrap his body.

He is also a bold person with high skills, and after tasting the sweetness, he wants to take the opportunity to improve the burning lamp Zen.

Five days in a row...

Guo Lingchan sat on the altar without moving, but a light flame gradually appeared on his forehead, like the magic pattern on the forehead of a member of the Demon Cult.

Of course, the magic lines cultivated by the people of the Demon Cult are mostly black or purple, which gives people a gloomy and evil feeling.And the flame on Guo Lingchan's forehead is Cheng Chi's golden color, giving people a bright and warm feeling.

The comprehension of the burning lamp Zen was more difficult than he had imagined. In five days, he only comprehended seven ways, which was one less than the nine ways he expected.

This kind of Zen is very easy to comprehend at the beginning. He comprehended the three ways on the first day, and raised the burning lamp Zen to the fourth way.

That is to say, starting from the fourth way, it becomes obscure and difficult to comprehend, and the difficulty of comprehending a trace increases geometrically.

The last one took him nearly two days.

Based on experience, Guo Lingchan knew that this should be related to his failure to comprehend the true meaning of burning lamp Zen.Whether it is the Zen of Blood Bodhi or the Zen of Great Nirvana, they can only reach the Nine Paths after comprehending a trace of truth.

Ninety-nine is true, and nine is the perfect number.

In order to achieve the perfect number, one must comprehend a trace of the true meaning of Zen.

He also wanted to comprehend Falian's Zen meaning, because he had a glimpse of Falian's true meaning when he completed the Golden Lotus Terrace last time, but it was still a little vague.

Yang Gongming's body was completely covered by the blood cloud, and the blood cloud above the altar had dissipated at some point.The blood cloud on his body was highly condensed, forming a human-shaped blood cocoon to wrap his body tightly.It seems that something extremely terrifying and evil is being conceived.

"Chichi..."

The human-shaped blood cocoon, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly began to struggle and twist.

Guo Lingchan was startled, he could already feel the extremely terrifying blood evil spirit from the blood cocoon, the degree of danger was more than ten times higher than that of the infant corpse on the seventh floor.

It must be that the Pharaoh passed the evil blood sacrifice, and with the help of Yang Gongming's body, he might be resurrected.

If a legalo king really came out, even if Guo Lingchan had ten lives, he wouldn't be able to give him a scratch.

"go!"

Guo Lingchan didn't dare to stay any longer, and immediately shot into the bloody channel.

That is, about half a minute after he entered the bloody passage, the whole altar began to tremble, and even the whole pyramid shook.

The seven blood-colored beams of light on the altar stopped rotating without warning, and all retracted into the altar.

All the blood mist and demonic energy began to frantically rush towards Yang Gongming's body wrapped in the blood cloud, and the human-shaped blood cocoon became brighter and twisted and struggled more and more.

"Crack, click..."

After the energy in the altar was drained, it suddenly split into pieces, and the howls of ancient monsters came faintly from the blood cocoon, as if roaring to the heaven and earth, and as if declaring to the earth that a peerless monster is about to return world.

Finally, the blood cocoon gradually faded, being absorbed by the monster inside.

When the contents inside appeared, it was no longer the corpse of Yang Gongming, but a Pharaoh king full of imperial aura, evil, cruel and intimidating.

The closed eyes of the Pharaoh king suddenly opened, shooting two blood-colored beams of light that penetrated the three realms. The whole world trembled, the air collapsed piece by piece, the altar was torn apart, and the broken stones flew. Surrender.

Although Guo Lingchan didn't know what kind of monster came out of that blood cocoon, he could still feel the shaking of the whole pyramid, and his face changed. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he wouldn't know how he died .

Among the monks, he is one of the top masters.

But in front of some peerless evil spirits far surpassing the strength of novice monks, he is as weak as a baby, and he can kill himself with any finger.

As soon as he entered the ninth floor, his eyes lit up.

These nine floors are different from any of the floors below, with lotus ponds of golden water, green leaves and red flowers, Buddhist sounds and owls, so beautiful and beautiful, a Buddhist resort.

Liu Chanzi and the three daughters of Xinjing are swimming in the golden water, looking extremely enjoying themselves.

As soon as Guo Lingchan got closer to the edge of the pool, he felt comfortable physically and mentally, the Lingtai was bright, and an extremely wonderful feeling flooded his whole body.

At the eighth floor, the true meaning of burning lamp Zen, which could not be comprehended no matter how, showed signs of spontaneously gushing out at this moment.

"The power of merit, this is the pool of merit!" Guo Lingchan often entered the Sutra Pavilion and knew a little about a lot of knowledge. With this feeling, he immediately thought of something that made every Buddhist monk crazy according to the scene.

Monks talk about merit all day long, just like ordinary people talk about money all day long.

The power of merit is very important to monks.

Even the most evil monks will try their best to accumulate merit.

In ancient times, there were many eminent monks who attained the Tao, both righteous and evil, and they were called motuo. In fact, the reason why they were upright sometimes and even helped others was because they felt that doing so would gain a lot of merit.

There are three forces in the world.

Mana is the foundation and compulsory power of every monk.

The power of merit is the divine power that every monk needs. It has only one function, to eliminate disasters and avoid disasters, and turn dangers into disasters. To put it bluntly, it is to improve personal fortune, and bad things can be turned into good things.

Some people have done good deeds for several lifetimes and accumulated profound merits. When they meet a powerful opponent in this life, the opponent is obviously strong and powerful, but they can't help him, and they will even suffer losses in the confrontation.This is because his opponent's merit is not as strong as his.

When Guo Lingchan's strength was still very low back then, Brother Yang tried to harm him several times, but every time it was Brother Yang who was unlucky.

The merit pool is a pool specially used by Buddhism to hold the power of merit.

On the earth, only the holy places of Tantric Buddhism and the main altar of Zen Buddhism exist, and they are all handed down from ancient times. Now no one knows how to build merit pools.

People with serious sins can alleviate their sins and increase their luck if they can soak in the golden water of merit and virtue full of merit.

Like ordinary practitioners, just standing by the side of the pool will benefit a lot, soaking in it, the bottleneck of practice is likely to be broken through, one's own fortune can also be improved, and the body and mind can be purified.

Liu Chanzi is two points stronger than when he was on the eighth floor, and his expression is extremely happy, obviously he has gained a lot of benefits, and the other three girls are all like this, even the always cold heart is showing a hint of shallowness at this moment. Laughing, needless to say, is naturally a huge benefit.

"Haha, this pool of merit is really wonderful. I have a lot of karma. I have been reincarnated six times. In this life, I will definitely be able to wash away the karma and cultivate the true fruit of the living Buddha!" Laugh out loud.

Guo Lingchan glanced at the four of them indifferently. He felt that the shaking of the pyramid became more and more obvious. This incomparably precious merit pool might not be preserved.

The faces of the four of them also changed.

"I must hurry up!" Guo Lingchan jumped into the merit pool without hesitation, waves of merit power condensed into liquid washed his body, almost making him moan comfortably.With constant inspiration in his mind, blessings to his heart, he gradually glimpsed the true meaning of burning lamp Zen.

When he first comprehended the Zen meaning of burning lamps, he realized that the anger and hatred in his heart were burned by the flames of the lamps, and he was open-minded without any depression.

It is precisely because of this that he entered into a misunderstanding, thinking that only anger and hatred can be incinerated by the lamp flame Zen.

With the help of a huge amount of merit, he suddenly became enlightened. People often say that the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng actually refers to a state of mind.The green lantern is never extinguished all year round, neither stagnant nor hot, quite a kind of long-flowing, eternal taste.It is a metaphor for a person's state of mind, pointing out that the heart of the family should be as quiet as the blue lamp of the ancient Buddha, without waves, cause and effect, and the world of mortals.

It is obviously difficult to do this.

Only when the six sense organs are clean and the world is completely cut off can one be able to meditate on the Buddha.

Guo Lingchan just drew inferences from one instance and discovered that one of the true meanings of burning lamp Zen is actually to burn all afflictions and obstacles.

Not only hatred and anger can be burned, but also joy, depression, fear, love, evil, and desire. Only when the seven emotions are clear can the real liberation be achieved, and the heart can be as bright as the ancient well. No wave.

Suddenly, the lamp flame on his forehead danced, and the last meditation was gradually formed, and finally he was able to practice the nine meditation meditations.He took a long breath of relief.

This enlightenment made his heart more complete, his mana began to condense gradually, and he also had a taste of Buddha, which was a precursor to condensing the relics.

When there is only one level of Chan Deng Zen, it can restrain the poisonous gas of the most overbearing six-tailed demon scorpion. Now it has nine levels. Guo Lingchan may have a strong immunity against any severe poison in the future.

　Just one chapter these days!

　　
　
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