Chapter 1361 A pillow of yellow rice
The glass light turns, and the pure land is vast. At a glance, the void seems to be filled with blossoming Brahma flowers, but they are all withered, the golden color is dim, and the former grand scene can be vaguely seen.
Although Xuanbei has attained the "Golden Body of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva" and now has the status of "Great Bodhisattva", in terms of realm, he is still fundamentally different from the real Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. , ripples are inevitable in my heart.
——Because the underworld was assimilated into his hometown of Vacuum, and Luo Feng’s Black Prison was inaccessible, he was trapped in the legendary pass for a hundred years. In the past, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was one of the top four Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, along with Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and Samantabhadra. Guanyin also said that he was only slightly inferior to Maitreya, who was named the future Buddha. The two were separated by two realms of legend and creation.
With his thoughts turning, and adhering to the respect for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, Xuanbei showed a Buddhist golden body with compassion mixed with a little melancholy. He stepped on the golden lotus, climbed up step by step, and entered the pure land of death.
It is said that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has disappeared since the Battle of Lingshan. Some say that he fell in the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and some say that he escaped from birth and could not escape from the world. I did not expect to see his pure land of Buddhism today... Xuanbei thought According to various rumors, I walked on the desolate land without any sign of life. The Buddhist temples, lotus flowers, crystals, Boluo trees, bodhi trees and merit pools of the past were either weathered or scattered.
In the center of this pure land, there is no common Mount Sumeru. There is only a twelve-level golden lotus platform with grand petals and shimmering light, as if made of glass. On top of it sits a majestic and compassionate Bodhisattva, holding two hands in each hand. Lotus flowers and orbs are surrounded by different Buddhist images, which correspond to the transformation of all heavens and realms and the six paths of reincarnation. They are collectively called the bodies of the ten kings of Ksitigarbha.
Unfortunately, the vitality of this Bodhisattva has been cut off for a long time, and there are traces of death and filthy black air remaining on the body, full of a sense of depravity.
Seeing such a situation, Xuanbei, who knew a lot about Lingshan from Meng Qi's mouth, could not guess the truth of the matter. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did indeed fall in the great reversal formation of Demon Buddha Ananda, but because he has always represented Buddhism presides over the eighteen levels of hell and the six paths of reincarnation, and has profound accumulation and harvest in this regard. Therefore, after the fight on the other side, the golden body was taken away by an unknown big shot and sent back to the pure land he created in the void.
Xuanbei clasped his hands together and paid homage:
"Namo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, this young monk has received your inheritance and will definitely carry on your legacy. If this wish cannot be fulfilled, the Tathagata will not be seen."
The voice was low, but reverberating. At Xuan Bei's current state, such a wish was no longer false and empty. It could touch the great road and reap rewards. Little golden lights fell down like rain, making him seem to penetrate the earth in an instant. The wish left by the Bodhisattva in all realms, he saw the painful struggle of the sentient beings in hell.
At the same time, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden body shed two lines of blood and tears. The hands holding the lotus and the orb formed a strange mark, and a black light emerged. The death intention was deep, but there was also vigorous vitality hidden inside. , bringing out a little pure white, if there is any, it seems like nothing.
The origin of life and death?
Xuan Bei's heart moved. He sat in lotus position and circulated the meaning of life and death of the Maha Demon Subduing Fist, sensing something full of mystery.
After an unknown amount of time, the "point" shook violently, and a jet of black light with white light flew out, landing in Xuan Bei's palm.
This is a treasure wheel filled with a faint blood-yellow mist. White is hidden in the black, and life is contained in death. It seems to reveal the secrets of the heavens and the profound meaning of life and death. At a glance, it seems cold, cold, silent, painful, dead, and vigorous. Feelings such as , enthusiasm and so on come directly to you.
Xuanbei held the wheel of life and death and watched as Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's golden body rose up with glazed pure fire, burning away the will of death and demonic energy, and disintegrating the remains.
The light of the fire shot into the sky, changing constantly, and finally left behind a relic as clear as glass, hiding life and death, reflecting black and white, reflecting many shadows, which are ancient scriptures:
"The Buddha Speaks of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Sutra" and "Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's Original Vows and Merits Sutra"...
Xuanbei was thinking a lot, but he couldn't figure out what happened. Which person from the other side was behind the scenes, Amitabha or the ancient Buddha Bodhi?
He waved his hand and took the photo, and the relics left by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva flew up and fell into his palm. As soon as they touched it, the entire pure land suddenly became bright and bright, a piece of pale gold.
The dust in the Buddhist temple has been washed away, pure water gushes out of the pool of merit again, the Bodhi tree sprouts branches and leaves again, and the blossoming Brahma flowers bloom brilliantly. Everything is full of vitality again.
The pure land fell down and merged with Xuanbei's original Buddhist kingdom. In just a few breaths, it became one, making it boundless and able to accommodate endless evil ghosts.
Xuanbei returned to the center of the Pure Land, holding the Ksitigarbha relic and the wheels of life and death, and sank into enlightenment.
No matter what the plan is behind this matter, at least it is in line with my wishes!
This is my only wish in this life!
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Living in the Yuxu Palace at an infinite height, Meng Qi put away the bright and round light, but the surroundings seemed to be wrapped in darkness. Even the illusory river of time flowing through this place was no exception. It was curled up with some variables and hidden by the chaos. Some future!
This is the unique way of concealing the secrets and future of Wuji Seal.
The Golden Emperor relied on this to hide all the possibilities related to his betrayal, until the last moment, when he could open up many new futures!
As for the other shores, of course they have their own methods.
The darkness was deep, chaotic and gloomy. Meng Qi's eyes were half open and half closed, as if he were sitting in front of the beginning of the sky, the beginning of all living beings, but Gu Xiaosang was nowhere to be seen.
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Dark clouds hung overhead, the wind howled, the waves were hundreds of feet high, and streaks of lightning filled the sky, illuminating the darkness.
In such extreme weather, not only sea ships dare not sail, but even those who are strong in outdoor scenes are reluctant to fly away. After all, if you are not careful, you may be struck by lightning, and you will be punished without disaster.
On the edge of a deserted island, several young-looking warriors were hiding in a cave, watching the heavy rain falling. There was no panic in their expressions, but rather a sense of leisure that they had stolen for half a day.
"Do you think this time when the emperor of the world establishes the Great Zhou Dynasty again on Changmen Island, will there be big figures from the other side coming?" asked a man with sparse eyebrows.
Another man with facial features that could barely be regarded as Zhou Zheng shook his head and laughed: "The big man on the other side is so high up that he can destroy the entire real world with just a flip of his hand. How could he come for such a trivial matter as re-establishing the Great Zhou Dynasty? Unless the Human Emperor of the world can enter Middle Earth again and destroy the vacuum. The hometown and the Buddhist kingdom on earth have unified this world, and humanity is at its peak..."
He paused and said: "But no matter what, if the Human Emperor establishes the Great Zhou Dynasty again and revives humanity, many immortals will defect to them. If we rush there, there is a good chance that we will meet the fate of immortals and join the sect of a certain immortal god."
They are warriors from the East China Sea. They got to know each other while traveling. They have always wanted to find an opportunity to join the sect of the immortal and seek the way to live forever. Unfortunately, they have been to many island caves and were turned away. It is difficult to have an immortal fate. After visiting Changmen Island, I thought about trying my luck there.
A girl wearing a pink coat looked at the man who just spoke and said: "Brother Tan, when you were born, there was a red light all over the house, and you were pregnant with something strange. It's just that it's difficult to enter the immortal family. You have to go through many hardships, and you have been wasting your time until now. Here you go." Changmen Island, you will definitely get what you want.”
Tan Ping, half bitter and half proud, cast his gaze outside the cave casually. Through the curtain of rain, he saw the sea whose waves looked like giant beasts swallowing the sky.
Suddenly, his eyes widened and he saw a young Taoist priest wearing a hydration suit and a fan crown sitting in the rolling waves. No matter how the sea surface surged, he remained motionless.
Immortal?
Meet an immortal here?
Has my destiny arrived?
Tan Ping swallowed, and without bothering to greet his companions, he turned into light and flew away despite the heavy rain.
When he came to the beach, he saw that the young Taoist was still there, but his eyes were deep and he was watching quietly.
"Junior Tan Ping, I would like to pay my respects to the Immortal." He saluted respectfully, wondering in his mind which mountain, island and cave the Immortal God was from.
Then he heard Qingyue's deep voice: "Pindao has a pillow that can reverse time. It has endless mysteries. It's fitting that you and I are destined to lend it to you today. It's just that this matter is related to your destiny. Pindao doesn't force it. You have to You have to make your own decision.”
Tan Ping was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then his past unwillingness and constant desire emerged from the bottom of his heart. Without hesitation, he said decisively:
"Junior is willing!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a red-yellow light coming towards him and falling into his arms. It was a pillow with a bit of black and yellow color, with many mysterious patterns and two seal characters on it:
"Huangliang!"
Tan Ping raised his head, and the waves surged in front of him, and the young Taoist from before was gone.
Which cave is the immortal god from?
At this time, his companions rushed over and asked questions. After Tan Ping gave a brief explanation, they were all curious and asked him to go back to the cave and try this "yellow beam pillow".
Tan Ping was also itching unbearably, so he rushed back to the cave, tried for a long time, and after eliminating many methods, he lay down, leaned on the yellow beam pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.
A faint light appeared in front of his eyes, and Tan Ping woke up suddenly. He saw that the yellow beam pillow had not changed, but the surroundings were no longer caves, but elegantly decorated rooms, and there were noisy and noisy sounds outside.
He listened carefully, and there was a loud shout echoing:
"The Holy Emperor worships the heavens, and all evil spirits are dispersed!"
Holy Emperor?
Holy Emperor Qi?
Could it be that I took a pillow and went back to the past?
Tan Ping was a little stunned. He actually went back to the past. This was an adventure that no one had recorded before!