Chapter 1244 Buddha’s Year

Chapter 1244 Buddha’s Year

The ancestor of Asura narrowed his cloudy eyes slightly, looked at Meng Qi and said:

"The feeling of hell..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pulled out a dark red almost black sword light. The entire Buddhist hall immediately rang out a series of miserable howls, disturbing people's minds and destroying people. The void floated, and countless broken bodies were looming. , as the sword light surges.

In one stroke, the creatures that Asura's ancestor killed seemed to reappear one by one!

At the beginning of the world, Jiuyou was born, and then there was the ancestor of Asura. From then on, he kept fighting and killing. Until now, it is conceivable that the number of dead souls under his hands is huge. The condensed terrifying murderous intent and cruelty can make even gods and immortals. Lose your fighting spirit and let him slaughter you.

Facing the flash of sword light and hearing screams, the smile on Meng Qi's face did not change, he bent his finger and flicked it lightly.

Immediately, a blood-brown and turbid sword energy shot out, like a miniature of the underworld, containing countless eternally sinking resentful spirits. They all let out shrill cries of ghosts and souls, which were no better than the howl of the sword. Not inferior at all.

Wow!

The rolling yellow spring opposite the gray stone temple surged with turbulent waves and waves, and the fallen ghosts that had been accumulated since its birth roared and hissed, shaking both sides of the bank.

The sword energy resisted the sword light, and the blood-brown wash away washed away the memory of the dead souls and submerged the broken arms and limbs. The cries and screams of the ghosts were neutralized, and the Buddhist hall became quiet.

Silently, the blood-brown turbid sword energy and the dark red almost black sword light offset each other, leaving no trace except for a few ripples swaying in the void.

But at the moment when the two collided, in the Asura tribe on the other side of the wasteland, Bran's ears suddenly hurt, and her head felt like a blunt knife was being tossed around, straight into her soul. The pain made her completely lose control, and her legs She became weak, fell to the ground, covered her head and rolled, and around her, all the Asuras looked so painful, and the evil dragons flying over the wasteland fell straight down, and knocked out of the sinkhole, each one with strange shapes. The magic birds are falling like rain.

The Asura Ancestor and Meng Qi did not launch any follow-up attacks, but faced each other quietly, bathed in green lanterns. The previous collision seemed to be just a dream.

"Except for those old guys who may have cut off their clones and tried to control the underworld, the only person who can develop this level of underworld power is the one who created the original demonic path in the real world." The ancestor of Asura used the old and decaying , said in a low voice with a voice like a dull knife scraping bones, "You seem to be the true body of Huangquan that he chopped out."

At this point, He laughed at himself: "I have been sealed for too long and have been in silence for many years. I really don't know much about the current situation in the real world. Maybe there are other rising stars who have obtained the 'Underworld True Body' and pushed it to this point." level."

Meng Qi took a step forward with his hands behind his hands, and the dim lights reflected the mottled light. He smiled slightly and said:

"Fellow Taoist, you really have a sharp eye."

He seemed to be acquiescing that he was the "real body of the underworld" cut out by the demon king.

The ancestor of Asura took a deep look at him, and the exaggerated wrinkles on his face trembled a few times: "Fellow Taoist deliberately conveyed the news of Huang Quan's reincarnation to me. What is your purpose?"

"The reincarnation of Huangquan disappeared nearby, which may be involved in the secret of the stone temple built by the Buddha. I can't find a clue for the moment." Meng Qi admitted in a very leisurely tone that he was unable to do anything, "And the Taoist friend was born in Jiuyou At the beginning of the establishment, almost all the time in the era of Jiuyou has gone through, and most of them have witnessed the Buddha building this temple, and have even interacted with it. It is the most suitable person to ask for advice, so I used the mouths of two friends to reveal this news. As for you, if you are not interested, I can only find another way. As the saying goes, those who are willing will take the bait. "

The Asura ancestor laughed and said: "When Buddha built this stone temple, he transformed many strong men from our Asura clan and evolved into a clan of Buddhist protectors."

His few words actually sketched out a thrilling picture. It is conceivable that he and the Asura clan could not allow Buddha to transform. There were countless battles and conflicts during the process.

For such a big shot, half-god and half-demon, He did not call him "Old Bald Donkey".

It is indeed a "living fossil", a witness to history... Meng Qi nodded slightly and said, "What was the purpose of the Buddha building this gray stone temple? Is there really some kind of suppression?"

The ancestor of Asura shook his head, his eyes became increasingly cloudy, as if he was trapped in long-lasting memories:

"At that time, it seemed that the Buddha had not yet landed on the other side, and it seemed that he had been on the other side for a long time. We cannot clearly understand the specific status of big figures of their realm and level. He came to Jiuyou alone to preach and persuade demons. From then on, From the Sea of ​​Hell to the Heaven of Self-Transformation, from the Black Prison to the Demon Pond, from the Yellow Spring to the Shura Field, they were measured step by step. At that time, the Demon Lord and the Heavenly Killer were still there, and He did not Doing something too extreme seems to be just to complete a penance.”

"During this process, He stayed eighteen times, and each time he stayed, he built a similar blue-gray stone temple. Nine of them were located deep in each layer of Jiuyou, and the other nine were along the bank of the Huangquan River. None of them suppressed any existence. "

"For so many years, I have been thinking about why He built the limestone temples, and I have a vague understanding. He seems to be exploring the mysteries of Jiuyou to perfect himself. These eighteen limestone temples are the way He measures Jiuyou. tool."

Explore the secrets of Jiuyou and perfect yourself? Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he vaguely felt that he was about to touch the secret of the other side.

"It's a pity that I really can't figure out the specific reason. Maybe I can only truly understand it when I reach the realm where God killed them." The ancestor of Asura sighed.

Meng Qi took two steps forward and said slowly: "So, there is no strong person sealed in the gray stone temple? In other words, no one witnessed the disappearance of Huang Quan's reincarnation..."

The clues to the matter seemed to have been cut off.

At this point, Meng Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, turned his head to look at the Asura Ancestor, and said with a smile: "If there were no clues here, fellow Taoist would not come here at all. There must be a reason for being here late at night."

The ancestor of Asura chuckled softly and said with sarcasm: "Buddha is 'compassionate' and pitied all living beings in the Nine Netherworlds. He made his own arrangements when building. As long as you have good intentions and are willing to put down the butcher knife and enter the stone temple, you can step into the pure land and gain relief."

"Light the green lantern, wake up the wooden fish, and sincerely recite sutras or Buddha's names in front of the faceless Buddha, and you will be able to see the Pure Land."

Meng Qi suddenly understood: "The green gray stone temple hides another pure land. Do fellow Taoists suspect that Huang Quan's reincarnation has entered it?"

The ancestor of Asura nodded, and then sighed: "I have lived for too long, so long that I thought I could live forever, but the facts tell me that this is just an illusion. For this reason, I am looking for the origin of life and death, and want to understand death. However, the 'door' has never been seen. The only gain is to escape along the 'Yellow Spring' to its upper reaches. It took thousands of years to walk back to the place of departure. "

In other words, the underworld has become a circle? A self-contained cycle with no source and no end? In this way, where is its origin, and where is the origin of life and death? Meng Qi was slightly moved when he heard this, and suddenly smiled: "My fellow Taoist is half-god and half-demon. His nature is bloodthirsty and he loves fighting. He has the selfishness and coldness unique to demons and evil gods. Why can he defeat his nature and tell me this secret?"

To be honest, if his consciousness hadn't used the Yuanxin Seal secretly cast by Huang Quan's bones to tell him that there was no problem, Meng Qi would have been a little unconvinced.

The turbid eyes of the ancestor of Asura flashed instantly, and he said calmly:

"It's not that I have conquered my nature, it's that my nature of fearing death and seeking survival has conquered other desires."

Relying on oneself alone, there has been no progress after so many years, so it is necessary to rely on external help, and the mystery of the origin of life and death is definitely not something that must be kept exclusively.

"Then let's enter the Pure Land and have a look." Meng Qi said no more and pointed at the faceless Buddha.

The ancestor of Asura laughed and said: "For me and my Taoist friends to put down their butcher knives and have good intentions, I am afraid it will be no less than breaking the secret of life and death, and we will have to find another suitable living being."

Meng Qi smiled and said nothing. He strolled to the incense table, picked up the stone mallet, and knocked the wooden fish awake.

In an instant, his temperament suddenly changed, from an old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life and was drifting into an eminent monk with a clear Zen heart and compassion. His gray hair on the sideburns showed a bit of the "original truth" that he had experienced in the mortal world and finally achieved enlightenment. in this way".

The Buddha's trumpet rang out and the sound of Zen echoed. Asura's ancestor looked at Meng Qi's old back in a brocade robe, and felt ripples in his heart.

If it weren't for the death and evil defilement of the "Yellow Spring True Body" just now, I might have thought that the other party was a real ascetic monk of unknown age from the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.

For the first time, he felt like he couldn't see through the other person.

Unconsciously, the meditation hall became quieter and quieter, and the face of the faceless Buddha gradually distorted, turning into the old man Meng Qi looked like now.

I see the Tathagata, and the Tathagata is me!

As soon as the Buddha's face appeared, the clear light of glass gushed out from the green lamp, transforming into a golden door full of swastikas in front of Meng Qi and Asura's ancestor.

Being a monk is my true calling... Meng Qi secretly laughed at himself, and he and the Asura ancestor looked back at the door at the same time, and then stepped into the "Gate of the Pure Land" together.

When the two figures disappeared, Taoist Xuesha suddenly appeared outside the stone temple, with joy and doubt in his eyes.