Chapter 389: The sky is dead!

Chapter 389: The sky is dead!

Daoguo chess game.

Only [Xuanyuan Fusheng] and [Amitabha Buddha] sit on it.

"Fellow Taoist, have some tea."

Amitabha smiled and pushed gently, and a cup of tea floated in front of Lu Xuan.

He picked it up and looked at it carefully. The teacup was made from the remains of three thousand ancient worlds. This cup alone is a Daluo-level magic weapon.

The tea in it is clear, but it contains the world of ups and downs and endless new life. After one sip, the world of endless new life falls into your belly, nourishing the whole body with vigorous power and giving birth to endless vitality.

Lu Xuan praised the good tea, immediately put down the tea cup, smiled and asked:

"But I don't know why my friend invited me this time?"

"To reminisce about old times."

Amitabha spoke calmly, glanced at the six supreme beings who were fighting in the depths of the great chaos, and calmed down a little.

Demon Ancestor Fuxi joined forces to attack Bodhi. Although he was still at a disadvantage, he was at least in an invincible position.

Fortunately, the Master of Zixiao Palace did not interfere, otherwise...

He has a profound mind. The Master of Zixiao Palace said that he is the direct descendant of Yuan Shi, but now it seems that he is just a vague identity.

Otherwise, it would not be impossible to help the three clearings.

And since he didn't go to help, it means that he can fight for it!

Thinking of this, a gentle smile appeared on his face again, and he asked for a branch of the Bodhi tree from a certain period of time from the ancient Bodhi Buddha, and slowly handed it to him.

"I believe that fellow Taoists have profound Buddhist teachings and extraordinary talents. This branch is already an [ancient level] treasure. It contains the light of great wisdom and may be beneficial to fellow Taoists."

Lu Xuan did not take the branch, but said calmly:

"No reward for no merit."

"No, this is just a gift. Besides, my fellow Taoist has never ended up attacking Bodhi, Demon Ancestor, etc., so I am already grateful."

Lu Xuan's expression did not change, and he slowly took the wonderful branch, but something felt strange in his heart.

Don’t you want to end up?

He can't!

In a battle at that level, it would be difficult for me to even peep into it if I didn't have the [Eye of the Origin] nearby.

Rubbing the wonderful branch in his hand, a smile appeared on Lu Xuan's face:

"I see that things about the end of the Han Dynasty seem to have settled down, so I would like to congratulate fellow Taoists in advance. With the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the Pure Land of the West will be perfected, and fellow Taoists should also reach a higher level."

Buddhism pays attention to seeking retribution in the next life, and reincarnation is the top priority. Both Amitabha and Bodhi have coveted the six paths of reincarnation for a long time.

Hearing this, a bright smile appeared on Amitabha's face:

"Thanks to the great blessings of my Taoist friends, I said that heaven and earth are divided into yin and yang, and all things are divided into two sides. Therefore, there is Tao and there is Buddha, but"

Lu Xuan's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the main event was coming, and asked calmly:

"Just how?"

Amitabha sighed:

"It's just that the Tao and the Buddha have always been unbalanced. The Tao has the Three Purities, but the Buddha only has me and Bodhi. There is even a missing master of the Buddha's Tao."

Lu Xuan smiled:

"I observe that the Buddha Mother has achieved Taoism and Fruition, so it may be appropriate."

"No, after all, it was achieved through dirty means, and it is not appropriate to be a follower of the demon ancestor."

"What about Sakyamuni Tathagata?" Lu Xuan asked again: "Sakyamuni was born as a gift to the Buddha, and he has also been regarded as the fruit of the path. He may be able to fulfill this great responsibility."

"Still inappropriate."

Amitabha sighed again:

"He was born with one hand pointing to the sky and one hand touching the ground, worshiping "I am the only one who is the only one", which is incompatible with me and Bodhi."

"Then, who is suitable?" Lu Xuan asked with a smile.

Amitabha looked at him with piercing eyes:

"I think fellow Taoists should have this qualification!"

Lu Xuan was so shocked that the tea in his hand spilled out. The tea containing infinite new worlds poured into the river of time, hitting all the heavens and worlds, setting off a big wave!

"Fellow Taoist, don't mention it again, don't mention it again!"

Lu Xuan said in shock:

"Fellow Taoist, you are trying to trap me into injustice!"

………………

"You are immortal and have endless lifespan, why do you do this!" Liu Bei asked with a trembling voice, his eyes red.

Zhuge Kongming held Liu Bei's hand tightly and wanted to speak, but in the end he choked and turned into a long sigh:

"Just a little bit, just a little bit."

He closed his eyes and didn't answer.

More and more people came, and the Zixiao Palace was completely opened. This is...

First sermon.

The white-haired Zhuge Kongming was just an inconspicuous member of the Zixiao Palace. He looked around and saw the ancient sages Zhang Ling, Gui Guzi and others "recognizing relatives" to each other.

I also saw the presence of the all-powerful Buddha, and I saw this supreme being who is high above the world, transcending the world, and jumping out of the years to kowtow.

At the end of the sermon, the confused Zhuge Kongming was about to step onto the ladder of chaos and return to the world lonely, facing countless corpses all over the city and the Shu land.

He was startled to realize that the world was spinning in front of him and everything was blurry. He looked around and entered the dim chaos. Time and space seemed to have lost their meaning here.

There is no top, no bottom, no left or right, no front or back.

Zhuge Kongming hunched over and looked around, seeing only blur and "non-existence" in his eyes.

He just stood here quietly. I don't know how long it had passed, but suddenly there was light in the distance.

To be precise, there are three groups of light.

The first is blue light, which shines throughout all the worlds and heavens, illuminating the roots of cause and effect;

One is the dim light, which floats and sinks in the mountains and rivers, and envelops all aspects of humanity;

The last one is the blue light, which is majestic, vast, and majestic. The gods of the earth wander in it, and all things rotate naturally.

In the majestic brilliance, you can see the change of seasons, the cycle of life and death, etc.

Zhuge Kongming struggled to raise his wrinkled hands, rubbed his eyes, and looked again. Three rays of light were getting closer.

But it was a Taoist boy, holding a green lantern, a dark lantern and a green lantern, walking towards him.

He felt slightly horrified. He clearly saw this child in his eyes, but he couldn't picture his appearance in his mind.

It is even difficult to think about things related to Tao Tong!

"Zhuge Liang, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, met his predecessor."

Zhuge Kongming carefully performed the ceremony, while the boy nodded slightly and spoke with a loud voice:

"According to the will of the master, I give you these three lamps. You should make these lamps shine all over the world and dispel the dark years."

While talking,

The Taoist stretched out his hand and pushed, and the green lantern, the dark lantern, and the blue lantern burned brightly, floated into the air, and were all submerged into Zhuge Kongming's body.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he noticed three lamps that were brighter than the bright sun rising and falling in his spiritual world.

There were inexplicable forces intertwined with each other. He seemed to see all things, the heavens, and the source of history.

Zhuge Kongming suppressed the throbbing in his heart, bowed deeply, and spoke with a trembling voice:

"Liang, on behalf of the trillions and billions of people in this world, I would like to express my gratitude to Lord Zixiao for your great kindness!"

"That doesn't have to be the case."

There was a misty sound, resounding in this land of absolute nothingness. Zhuge Kongming looked up and vaguely saw the figure of the Master of Zixiao Palace.

The figure sat cross-legged at an infinite height, opening and closing his eyes. His open left eye reflected all the scenes from ancient times. His body seemed to be covered with a robe of chaos. Between his breaths, the earth, fire, wind and water flowed.

Below him are three disasters, six disasters and nine tribulations, and seventy-two colors of light flow slowly behind him.

Zhuge Kongming's heart palpitated and he kowtowed again. When he raised his head, he was back on the stairs of chaos.

After walking out of Zixiao Palace and returning to the human world, he saw another self, weeping blood and kowtowing step by step, heading towards Zixiao Palace.

One person kowtows and comes to seek salvation for the world. The other person listens to the sermon and leaves, having the power to save the world.

The two figures intertwined with each other, and he fell back into the mansion wrapped around the Black Bird Terrace in a daze. Zhao Zilong's sad laughter came from outside:

"The Buddha came to this world, and the Bodhisattva is compassionate? Ridiculous, ridiculous!"

"I will kill you with endless hatred, I will kill you with endless hatred!"

Then, there was the clang of the spear breaking, the sound of the head falling to the ground, and Lu Xiuyuan's sigh:

"Prime Minister, General Zhao also died in the battle."

After a pause, Lu Xiuyuan stared at the Buddha and Bodhisattva who walked into the house, looked at the three main lamps that were still dim, and asked:

"Prime Minister, is it... still a little bit worse?"

"No."

Zhuge Kongming, who was dying, straightened up and burst into tears:

"It's not bad, everything is just right."

He leaned over and placed the green lantern, the ethereal lantern, and the green lantern in the position of the main lamp, and then used the Baolian magic lantern, the big sun golden lantern, the great fortune lantern, and the great Liangyi lantern as the four auxiliary lights.

Then the blood dripped, burning up the cultivation, and helping to increase the size of one hundred and eight small lamps.

The candle flames burst into flames.

Three main lamps are hung, the green lamp is hung in front of Zhuge Kongming, the dark lamp is on the left, and the green lamp is on the right.

The four lanterns of Baolian, Great Sun, Creation, and Liangyi were a little shorter, slowly rotating around him. The candlelight of one hundred and eight small lanterns burned behind him, intertwined with each other, and painted a picture of a prosperous age!

The Buddha who walked into the house narrowed his eyes and had a bad premonition, and said:

"Bah!!"

The sound of the great Buddha turned into the word "kill" and hit Zhuge Kongming. A strong wind suddenly rose, seeming to blow out all the lamps!

Zhuge Kongming glanced sideways and pointed a cold finger.

‘Buzz! ’

The four lamps of Baolian, Great Sun, Creation, and Liangyi burned together, and all the lights transformed into this place, appeared here, gathered into a torrent, and washed forward!

Under the wash of the great torrent, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who rushed into this house did not even have time to cry out in agony, and they perished and dissolved one by one!

"this"

Lu Xiuyuan took a breath of cold air, and Lin Xi's eyes next to him were filled with brilliance.

"interesting."

Lin Xi whispered in his heart, thoughtfully.

Zhuge Kongming walked out of the mansion step by step, walking around the seven lanterns. He saw that the capital of Shu was in devastation.

Looking at the land of Shu, there are hundreds of millions of floating corpses!

He saw Zhao Zilong's head falling to the ground, his eyes wide open with anger, and saw Guan Yunchang holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, dying without falling.

I saw Zhang Yide being nailed to the city wall, and Huang Hansheng's body was hunched over.

"This is the perfect time."

Zhuge Kongming's eyes were red and he spoke every word:

"The long sky is thinner than the human world, why not change the world?"

He picked up a broken flag not far away. It was erected by Zhang Jiao of Taiping Road with his own hands. There were eight big characters on it.

[The sky is dead, the clear sky must stand].

Zhuge Kongming stood among the dead and danced the banner alone!

"Go, go, go, go!"

Four words in a row, swirling around.

The Lotus Magic Lamp burns to the west, the Great Sun Golden Lamp shines to the north, the Great Fortune Lamp shines to the east, and the Great Liangyi Lamp shines to the south!

In the first breath, all the Buddhas in the city passed away.

At the second breath, there was no more shadow of Buddha in Shu.

"Huh?"

The majestic Buddha who spanned the entire sky dropped his eyes in surprise, with an alarmed look on his face:

"Baolian, Great Sun, Creation, Liangyi."

He did not recognize the three main lamps, but he recognized the four auxiliary lamps. He was frightened in his heart and smiled on his face:

"But I didn't expect this trip to be such a surprise, mercy, mercy!"

The solemn Buddha stretched out his hand and the transformed earthly beings, yin soldiers, immortal gods, etc. came from all directions, accompanying the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who came out of worlds as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River!

Zhuge Kongming looked around, finally raised his head, looked at Zhuangyan Buddha, and asked:

"As a Buddha, why didn't he do something to save the world, but instead committed such a great evil?"

Zhuangyan Buddha did not answer, or was too lazy to answer, and just said to himself:

"How can an earthworm know the vastness of the sky? How can it know the merits of our journey for thousands of years?"

Zhuge Kongming's lips moved slightly, and finally he laughed miserably:

"The vastness of the sky. The sky is dead."

He raised his hand and pointed, a candle burned upward, and the solemn Buddha clasped his hands in compassion:

"The earthworms are shaking the sky, and the ants are covering the ground. It's nothing more than this."

In his view, although the Lotus, the Great Sun, Creation, and the Two Instruments and Four Things are instruments of the near-path and fruit level, if they are manipulated by ants,

Sure enough, the four candle flames burst into flames, but no matter what, they couldn't come close to the majestic Buddha's body!

There seems to be an insurmountable gap between the two sides!

"You're just an ant." Zhuangyan Buddha closed his eyes and stopped looking.

Zhuge Kongming exhaled slightly and raised his hand in shock.

The green lantern, the ethereal lantern, and the blue sky are the first, surrounded by four lanterns as supplements, and seven lanterns are suspended in the air.

"How can it be?!"

Zhuangyan Buddha's eyes suddenly widened, his hair stood on end, his alarm bells blared, and he wanted to retreat, but the reason for his retreat was burned out, so there was no chance of retreating.

That is, there is no way to avoid it.

"Seven lanterns are already hanging in the air, but there is still more to do. High heaven is beating the drum."

Zhuge Kongming stared at the sky, where the solemn Buddha was crying and frightened in the seven candlelights, and said softly:

"Who is the worm?"

As he spoke, he pointed again.

The jade-like glass lanterns have swelled, the coffin lanterns have become more serene, the eight-view palace lanterns are vast and majestic, the seven lanterns have pierced the long river of time, the candle flames burn into the past, permeate into the future, and strike at the majestic Buddha of all time.

The tides of time rise.

"Buddha?"

This old man who had been elegant and gentle all his life cursed loudly:

"That's your mother!"

A Supreme Lord died.

The Great Sun Tathagata was frightened, the Fairy Mother was horrified, and the Buddha Mother suddenly opened her eyes.