final catastrophe

Chapter 222 38. On Buddhism

"In these days, I have been walking in the snow and ice, practicing in the wild mountains, drinking the dew at night, and living under the trees at night, to explore the mysteries of the world, to feel my own insignificance, to pursue the true meaning of martial arts, and to participate in Understand the mysteries of the mysterious and mysterious."

Guan Wuchang seems to be telling his friends.

And Xuan Ku also listened carefully, he had a very high status in Shaolin, he used to be the abbot of the previous generation, but later he abdicated himself willingly in order to understand Buddhism, this time he came to Longzang with Emperor Shang, the so-called is more preaching.

Spread the Dharma to this land.

He clasped his palms together and said, "The benefactor has realized cause and effect, the past, present and future, and the insignificant sentient beings are all empty?"

Guan Wuchang didn't answer, he put his hands together.

Behind them are the remnants of the bandits who have already handed over their soldiers and the counterattack army of the righteous family. It is a meat grinder, a battlefield, and a hell where people die from time to time.

But in front of him, there are countless elite soldiers with bows alluding to, as well as shield soldiers, spearmen, tiger guards holding rain crossbows, and a group of martial arts masters who line up as the door closes and opens.

As well as Shaolin's team of monks staying here with Xuan Ku, standing with sticks, as if facing a formidable enemy.

But this enemy is nothing more than one person!

He just folded his palms and closed his eyes.

Xuan Ku let out a long sigh: "Amitabha."

Immediately, he also closed his eyes, like the handsome bearded man in front of him.

The two did not move.

However, there was an extremely mysterious aura coming out of the entire city gate.

It seems that those two people have disappeared. Although the human eye can clearly see them, they can't feel that they are standing.

One of the monks suddenly exclaimed, he was not easy to be startled, but this situation is really weird at this time, so strange that people in Ziwei pass don't know how to deal with it.

So he said: "Uncle Master is discussing Buddhism with him!!"

With Ziwei closing the door as the boundary, the two stand on one side, as if they are stepping on half the sky.

The mouth does not speak, the eyes do not see, the nose does not smell, the tongue does not taste, and the skin does not feel.

All five senses are empty.

But only the heart is beating.

And for an instant, even this heart did not move.

There seemed to be an illusion in front of everyone. Behind Guan Wuchang, a withered black hand suddenly protruded from the ground. This was just the beginning, and soon dozens of hundreds of hands protruded slowly, and then struggled to get out of the ground. climb up.

And behind Xuan Ku suddenly appeared a few white lotus petals, which were so holy that it was impossible to look directly at them, as if looking directly at them would be blasphemy.

The white lotus bloomed layer by layer, like a peacock spreading its tail, and soon there were hundreds of layers of layers.

Xuanku stands in the middle of the white lotus, and the lotus seeds also grow, and the fruit is hidden in the cause, and the cause and effect coexist.

Guan Wuchang stood among the thousands of evil ghosts crawling out, as if standing proudly in front of the gate of hell, watching all the ghosts walk through, with no expression on his face.

The evil spirit climbed onto the lotus.

The petals turned into fire, rose suddenly, and burned alone, making people feel that the war there is no longer in the world.

"how come."

"What kind of battle is this?"

"This is martial arts?"

Everyone's eyes were wide open, like a group of mortals seeing gods fighting for the first time.

The monk said: "The realm is born from the heart, the uncle and the thief, both of them have a secret realm hidden in their hearts!!"

Guan Wuchang looked cold.

If you are merciful, then these evil spirits from the ten directions are not sentient beings, and why do you reject them.

Xuan Ku looked sad.

If I get out of the way, a hundred ghosts will cross the boundary, and the common people in this world will be devastated?

With my old skin, I gave birth to the lotus flower of the Buddha Kingdom, and the flowers bloomed in thousands of layers. To seal this city gate is to give up my life for righteousness, and to be a good person.

The air was silent, mysterious.

Even the nearly one million troops who were fighting in the distance suddenly stopped and looked towards the place.

He looked at the monk and the robber between the city gates.

The vision is that anyone can see it.

The evil spirits began to climb up the city wall, stepping on each other, as if they wanted to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, from the sea of ​​swords and flames, and this wall was a cage to stop them.

As long as you cross over, you can be saved!
More and more evil spirits, thousands, tens of thousands, crawled out from the ground, trampled on each other, without any humility, scrambling to crawl towards the lifeline.

The wind is chilly and creepy.

It seems that the sound of the ten thousand ghosts attacking the city can be heard in the ears.

But in the ghost tide, the person standing there is the master!
He stood still, and the illusion around him was born like this.

The same is true for the old monk who was standing no more than ten steps away from him.

The white lotus blossoms on the wall gradually bloomed, not only blocking the city gate, but also covering the entire wall of crape myrtle.

The wall is no longer a wall, but a sea of ​​flowers, a white burning holy sea.

If you block it, it is nothing more than the evil spirit that intends to invade.

The evil spirits just want to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, so what is wrong with it?
But the environment is born from the heart, if the heart is detached, it is in hell, so what is suffering?

I just want to go there!

I'm here, you can't live it!

Guan Wuchang suddenly took a step forward.

With this step, it seems that he has not taken a step at all, and he is already ahead.

And what followed was Wan Gui's more frenzied pounce, even the shoulder bones of the climbing ghost swayed, and the bones protruded out, turning into two stinky wings.

With fluttering wings, the evil ghost flew up into the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, casting countless shadows on the earth, retracting its wings, and then swooping towards Ziwei Pass.

Thousands of guards in Guanzhong are at a loss as to what to do
I don't know how to deal with this illusion at all.

If it is false, but the terrifying feeling is so realistic.

If it is true, it obviously does not exist! !
"The hell is not empty, and I swear not to become a Buddha."

This voice suddenly sounded in everyone's heart, it was Guan Wuchang's voice, this voice was deep and deep, but one could feel the great ambition and solemnity in it.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, and turning back is the shore."

Xuan Ku also took a step forward, his complexion began to turn pale.

And his rather sad voice sounded in everyone's hearts.

And hundreds of thousands of white lotus suddenly rose from his side, climbed up the city wall, swaying, as if to intercept the evil spirits that were everywhere.

If you want to escape, it is better to turn back, turning back is the exit, why pursue it so hard?
"Amitabha." Xuan's bitter voice sounded like a bell, and in an instant, countless white lotuses suddenly gave birth to more flowers, bloomed, withered, and lotus seeds flew all over the sky.

Everyone, whether it was the guards of the city, or the bandits outside the city, or the officials of the righteous way, all looked on in horror.

"Is this really an illusion?"

"Otherwise, how could humans manipulate such a terrifying vision?"

"Shaolin. It really is amazing."

"The head of the family is also very powerful."

The lotus flower blooms, holy and boundless, the world is white and flames.

The evil spirit began to let go, began to shrink back, and began to scream piercingly. It disappeared into ashes in the air, leaving nothing behind.

It seemed that the defeat was already set, but Xuan Ku's expression became more and more miserable.

"Amitabha..." His complexion was not only bitter, but also pale, pale!

He chanted the Buddha's name again.

But before the Buddha's name could be uttered, it was covered and interrupted by a voice that seemed to open up the world!
Guan Wuchang said lightly: "If I see the beauty of this world,
Heaven and earth should see me like this. "

With a bang, the holy lotus of the Buddha Kingdom was turned into fragments and scattered in the dust of this time and space.

　Freshly baked.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)