Chapter 922 Ananda is dead

Chapter 922 Ananda is dead

"If your heart is not calm, your emotions are not peaceful, and if you are reincarnated in the world of mortals, if you break the precepts and take the precepts, how can you see the Tathagata?"

Sad sighs came out from the sinkholes and cracks, and the empty vicissitudes of life seemed to come from eons ago. Meng Qi and others seemed to see a monk with a bitter look on his face and heavy invisible shackles on his back before their eyes.

One of the ten great disciples of Buddha, the Great Arhat, Venerable Ananda!

In the Ananda Pure Land within the Zhouguang Fragment, Meng Qi followed Mr. Lu Da and Abbot Kongwen through the seventh level and reached the top of the peak, where he saw the withered Golden Lotus and the remnants of Overlord. Breath, I didn't hear Ananda's sigh, and I didn't find anything. The difference now should be the difference between the original body and the derivative of the Eternal Light fragment.

"Amitabha, even Venerable Ananda was shaken. It seems that entering the human world, going through the sea of ​​suffering, and memorizing the precepts, in order to polish one's mind and see one's own Buddha nature, cannot be done without great perseverance and great wisdom." Xuanbei held up his hands. He put his hands together and sighed.

Does love injustice refer to the things of the demon saint? Ananda still retains his affection for Feng Xi in his heart? But the descendants of the Demon Saint said that the Demon Saint was born at the beginning of the world, and after many epochs, how could he suddenly fall in love with Ananda at the end of ancient times... However, the hate in the message "Kill the unlucky ones" has lasted through eternity, and it does not seem to be a lie... Meng Qi lowered his eyes to cover his gaze.

A few people moved forward without any delay.

At this moment, the surroundings suddenly changed, and a faint mist emerged from the cracks and sinkholes. There were vague figures sitting cross-legged inside, some with bitter faces, some with indifferent expressions, some shaking their heads in sadness, and some showing a trace of a smile. Those who are like those who have great enlightenment.

Meng Qi's eyes were still lifeless, like a dusty ancient well, but he sighed softly:

"Master Yuanmeng...Demon Lord..."

This is the reincarnation of Ananda that he met in the world of the Twelve Phase God and the world of the Sword Emperor and the Demon Queen respectively. The outer meteorite crystal that once carried the essence of the Demon Lord is trembling slightly, sensing the involvement of the same aura!

The figures raised their heads one after another and sighed the same way:

"I see!"

The sound was either solemn or ethereal, echoing around, like the sound of thunder, shaking the hearts of Meng Qi and others. There were inexplicable changes happening all around, as if something terrible was about to wriggle out.

At this time, the meteorite crystal was pulled, flew out, and landed on the figure of the Demon Lord.

The vague figure of the Demon Lord suddenly trembled, as if he had returned to the present from a dream, and knew the fact that he was dead. He could no longer maintain it, and it collapsed inch by inch, spreading outward, causing all the figures to disintegrate, and peace returned to the surrounding area.

"I didn't expect..." Meng Qi looked in front of him and sighed in a low voice.

I once had a subtle premonition that the Fallen Crystal and the Skin of the Outer Demon were useful, so I kept it on my body. The Skin of the Outer Demon had been used long ago, but the Fallen Crystal was still retained to this day. Just now, I never thought of it.

"Amitabha, there is danger hidden here. It is not as simple as it appears. Please be careful." Xuanbei grew lotuses at every step, and life and death were light gold.

Jiang Zhiwei pointed her long sword at an angle to protect Meng Qi's side, inducing the air currents from heaven and earth to support him.

She heard Wang Siyuan mention that he had to sit for ten years and grind his sword for ten years, so she was particularly worried that there would be terrible changes, which would force Meng Qi to take action in advance.

This is the legendary pure land of great power. Even if a magician has entered before, the journey may not be uneventful!

Duan Rui followed Wang Siyuan closely, waiting patiently for the opportunity. Ananda's Pure Land was related to his magic power, and he might be able to get out of trouble!

Thinking of escaping, he immediately recalled the feeling of powerlessness and despair that he felt when he was in the grassland and was captured by the "Crazy Knife" from Jiangdong. It seemed that there was no point in escaping, it was just to repeat the process.

With this thought, frustration reappeared, and he secretly prayed to the demon gods of all worlds, hoping that the mad sword would fall here.

After cautiously walking forward for a while, a huge boulder appeared on the side of the road, and a vague figure wearing a hundred-neck robe turned its back to Meng Qi and others, as if facing a wall.

"Be careful." Wang Siyuan stretched out his left hand, making everyone pause.

Before he finished speaking, this blurry figure suddenly turned around. His face was hard to see. He didn't know whether he was old or young, and he couldn't tell the difference between beauty and ugliness. He only had a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes and pain. He pointed to the sky with one hand and touched the ground with the other, and spoke solemnly:

"I am the only one in heaven and under heaven!"

Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei felt that a shining golden Buddha appeared in the sea of ​​​​mind. He pointed to the sky and touched the ground with the same self-centeredness. He completely suppressed his other thoughts, leaving only the supreme sentient god to contend with difficulty. And from all directions... It's a fleshy palm.

The first form of Tathagata Palm!

If the heart is not perfect, it is difficult to see the Tathagata. It does not know what is true and what is false. It does not know where this shore is and where it is the other shore. It is impossible to distinguish and avoid it!

Jiang Zhiwei was about to forcefully draw out her sword when she suddenly felt that the golden Buddha in her heart disappeared, and the palm prints in all directions also disappeared.

In front of me is a piece of tortoise shell, black and white light spots fly out, interpreting the mystery of Yin and Yang, the number of avenues, spreading a misty clear light, covering everyone, disappearing from the sky and the earth, no longer affected by any influence from the other side!

Wang Siyuan's face was pale, and he pushed Luo Shu with all his strength, which seemed quite laborious.

Although this is just "I am the only one" performed by Ananda's residual aura, it is a legendary power after all, and it is the Tathagata Palm after all. Before Luo Shu can take the initiative to defend against the enemy, Wang Siyuan must spend a lot of money!

The muscles in Meng Qi's chest squirmed to repair themselves, dissolving the murderous intent, and the penetrating wounds on his heart were all gone.

When Luo Shu performed Dunyi, Ananda lost his enemy, retracted his hands that pointed to the sky and touched the ground, looked up at the sky, and said with hidden pain and struggle:

"The enemy is strong and dangerous at every step. If you can't see your own Buddha nature and understand the true emptiness and wonderful existence, how can you fight them?"

"This is an obsession that prevents me from seeing the Tathagata."

"I can't let it go, I still can't let it go."

The voice echoed and passed down through the ages. After losing the target, Ananda's figure gradually disappeared.

A gleam of light flashed in Meng Qi's eyes, and he quickly regained his calm. He looked at Jiang Zhiwei, Wang Siyuan and Xuan Bei, and understood the meaning in their eyes.

Ananda chose the most difficult and easiest way to get lost in reincarnation, breaking the precepts and coming out. In addition to his own thinking about Buddhism and his own great perseverance, is there also an intention to deal with powerful enemies?

What kind of powerful enemy made Ananda say, "If you don't enter the mortal world, don't experience the sea of ​​suffering, don't go against the precepts, how can you know the true meaning of the rules, how can you see through the illusion of worldly affairs, see your own Buddha nature, and realize the true emptiness?" This Zen-like words made Ananda toss and turn, unable to forget, and finally formed an obsession in his heart that he couldn't cut off or let go?

Is it a demon saint?

But this seems to be more in line with the previous "unfairness"...

"Who is the powerful enemy?" Wang Siyuan whispered, frowning, and his sickly state became more obvious. He wanted to solve this problem, but he looked a little crazy, with countless black and white light spots jumping in his eyes, and seemed to have some clues.

Under the cover of Luoshu, Meng Qi and others moved past the boulder step by step.

"Cough..." Wang Siyuan coughed halfway and spit out a mouthful of blood. He was very strenuous and put away Luoshu.

The rock wall in front was almost collapsed, and the rubble covered the road. The path cleared by the magician turned around.

Just after walking a few steps, the sword in Jiang Zhiwei's hand suddenly roared like a dragon, sensing danger!

A gray-robed figure slowly walked over from the distance of the path, his face blurred, and it felt like it was still Ananda. He raised his right hand leisurely, pinched his middle finger and thumb, as if picking up a flower.

Several people's minds suddenly buzzed, their bodies and minds were empty, as if they had entered the Pure Land of Bliss, and they realized countless Zen principles. The corners of their mouths slightly raised, and they couldn't help but smile.

The Buddha picked up a flower, and Kasyapa smiled. The third style of the Tathagata Palm, if you don't get enlightened, you will be hit hard, if you get enlightened, you will become a Buddha on the spot!

Just when Jiang Zhiwei's eyes became indifferent and she was forgetting her feelings, Xuanbei took a step forward, and behind him appeared the image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva sitting on a golden lotus platform, with compassion and mercy on his face, covering up the smile of enlightenment, and whispered to himself:

"After today, in the hundreds of billions of kalpas, there should be worlds, all hells, and the three evil ways, all the sinful and suffering beings, I vow to save them from hell, evil ways, animals and hungry ghosts. When all these sinners and people have become Buddhas, I will then attain enlightenment."

"I vow not to become a Buddha until hell is empty; I will not attain Bodhi until all sentient beings are saved."

The sound of great vows, the light of merit seems to descend in the air, the great way will be rewarded, the lotus of great vows fights against the palm of enlightenment, the orthodox Buddhism fights against the sectarian teachings!

Even if you are enlightened, you cannot become a Buddha if hell is not empty!

Golden lotuses bloomed, springs gushed out, and the gray-robed figure showed a faint smile, with a timeless Zen meaning, slowly disappeared, leaving only a voice: "The suffering is endless, the pain is added, the catastrophe is endless, and the obsession in the heart cannot be erased or eliminated. The sacred mountain is nowhere to be found..." Sighing and wandering, Jiang Zhiwei frowned slightly and walked step by step. Venerable Ananda seemed to be more and more obsessed. Even if he reincarnated, he might not be able to see his own Buddha nature and achieve Tathagata. Sooner or later, he would backfire and disappear. Where did the little monk's Ananda cause and effect come from? She looked at Meng Qi and finally saw a little emotion in Meng Qi's eyes, a faint doubt. "Perhaps when we reach the top of the mountain, we can know the final outcome of Venerable Ananda." Xuan Bei sighed. Wang Siyuan held the Luoshu, calculated for a moment, and coughed lightly: "It's not far from the top of the mountain. At most, we will encounter Ananda's residual breath and a Tathagata Palm."

"The magic master must have passed the test of the nine-style Tathagata Palm before he reached the top of the mountain, helping us eliminate most of the breath, the weak and scattered breath."

"Will you encounter another Tathagata Palm?" Jiang Zhiwei was half worried and half shining, "I wonder if it is the fifth style 'Vajra Illumination', or the second style 'Four Elements Are Empty', or the fourth style 'Turning Back Is the Shore'?"

Ananda is one of the two most outstanding disciples of the Buddha. He has mastered all nine styles of Tathagata Palm and is praised as one of the most promising candidates to lead the Pure Land of Vajra after the Buddha's death. The other person is Venerable Kasyapa, who is just the opposite of him. He can't do any Tathagata Palm. Because he realized the secret of the sect from the smile of picking flowers, he did not practice the palm and opened his own way to see the Tathagata himself.

The closer they got to the top of the mountain, the more careful they became. After passing through the winding path, the view suddenly opened up. When they looked up, the top of the mountain was ten steps away.

At the edge of the mountain, near Meng Qi and others, a monk was sitting cross-legged. He looked neither sad nor heavy, but it was still Ananda.

Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand, spread his five fingers, and became extremely huge, covering Meng Qi and others.

In his palm, golden Uttarakuru flowers bloomed. Each flower was a world, and each tree was a universe. When his palm covered, it was as if the world was opened up, countless universes were born, and the heavens and the worlds were born. Every universe and every layer of the heavens were filled with golden Buddhas, compassionate Bodhisattvas, Arhats, and Vidyarajas, countless of them.

The sixth style of Tathagata Palm, "Pure Land in the Palm"!

The Buddha's kingdom is infinite, and all Buddhas pay homage to him. Even the powerful Monkey King will be defeated!

"Unfortunately, the person who performed the 'Pure Land in the Palm' was not Ananda himself..." Jiang Zhiwei sighed, and the sword light in her hand suddenly burst out, splitting into countless sword lights, penetrating through the universe and shining everywhere!

The real Tao spreads the universe.

Tathagata Divine Palm vs. Seven Swords of Jietian!

The sword light is dazzling, regardless of the distance, and does not change the strength or weakness. The sword light appears in front of the golden Buddhas and Compassionate Bodhisattva, and shines into their eyebrows, making them smile and teach them the great truth without leaving anything behind!

During the birth and death of the sword light, the Buddha died, and the layers of pure land disappeared. When the huge palm fell on everyone, it was insignificant and collapsed on its own!

The figure sitting cross-legged at the peak suddenly stood up and chuckled:

"If you have obsessions in your heart, you have evil intentions in your heart."

"If you can't let go of your obsessions, you can't get rid of your demonic thoughts, and you can't see the Tathagata, then why bother to see him?"

The figure moved and disappeared from the sight of Meng Qi and others.

Wang Siyuan's face suddenly turned red and extremely sick. His eyes were full of madness. He seemed to understand something, and then rushed to the top of the mountain.

Jiang Zhiwei, Xuan Bei, Meng Qi and others had no choice but to follow closely.

One step, two steps, and in an instant, several people reached the top of the mountain and saw Ananda's figure with his back to them.

He stood calmly, turned around slowly, his tone became more cheerful, as if he had put down some baggage:

"Those who obey will become Buddhas, and those who go against will become demons. I would like to try to practice the Tathagata Divine Palm in reverse!"

"Hahahaha! It's really possible!" Suddenly there was an illusory sound of laughter in the air, and then someone solemnly declared:

"Ananda is dead, and the demon Buddha is still alive!"

All the figures, all the breaths, all the sounds were condensed and turned into a reverse red and black swastika!

Ananda is dead, and the demon Buddha is still alive!

"Haha, I understand!" Wang Siyuan laughed crazily, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

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