Chapter 722 Listening Truly
In the dark and misty void, a young man in a snow robe sits cross-legged like a sculpture, with a gray-white long sword stuck beside him. The blade is already covered with spider web-like cracks, as if it will shatter at any moment. Come.
"Ji Yuenian..."
A faint voice of calling came from an unknown place, but the snow-robed boy seemed to have never heard it, and did not respond at all.
"Ji Yuenian..."
The voice of calling became more and more clear, echoing in this gloomy world.
I don't know how long it took, amidst the call, the snow-robed boy finally moved his eyelids, and countless tiny gravels fell from his eyelids, revealing his tightly closed white and picturesque eyebrows.
"Ji Yuenian, wake up."
The voice seemed to be right next to my ears, so real and clear to the extreme.
boom!
As if sleeping in the chaos for countless hours, Ji Yuenian finally opened his eyes slowly. More and more gravel fell from his face, hair, and arms. The beautiful young man in the fairy clothes finally broke free from the shackles of the stone carvings and came back to life.
The moment he opened his eyes, the gray world in front of him shattered inch by inch, and the light and shadow twisted and changed, revealing a dark and majestic giant hall of Senluo.
There was no sky and no sun above the huge hall, only a scarlet blood moon hung high in the sky, dyeing the dark night sky with a trace of blood.
There are countless giant cities piercing the sky in all directions, but there is no trace of life, and all you can see is death.
"Listen, and stand back."
The plain man's voice came to his ears, and Ji Yuenian looked up, but saw a living being in the depths of the huge hall, dressed in a black robe embroidered with ghost patterns and golden threads, with long black hair falling down his shoulders, A pair of eyes are all-encompassing, in which everything seems to be born and died, and there are six phantoms of rotation hidden in it, which is extremely mysterious.
At its feet, a monster with a tiger head, one horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, and unicorn feet shook its tail, shook its huge head, glanced at Ji Yuenian, then turned and left the place. The huge hall sank into the night in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
Ji Yuenian endured the severe pain all over his body, struggled to stand up, and looked at the creature in the golden thread and black robe Buddhist robes. There was a roar in his mind, and there seemed to be countless Sanskrit sounds piercing his ears, and there was another Countless Buddhas murmured, recited scriptures, and saved the world.
Unbearable as the earth, Contemplation as deep as a secret.
He was born before the burning lamp was extinguished and before the World Honored One was born. He vowed to save all sentient beings in the six realms and save all sufferings, and he vowed to become a Buddha.
It is the decree of Haotian Jinque and Lingxiao, the Buddha's taboo is to protect the six great virtues and take over the ghosts and spirits, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva who is above the ten halls of Hades and who is almost the same as the five ghost emperors.
This heaven-penetrating seven-realm creature looked away from where Di Ting had left, and looked at Ji Yuenian calmly.
Just as Ji Yuenian was about to speak, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart, and an indistinct sound came from his throat, but he couldn't even utter a word.
The black-robed bodhisattva's eyes were as deep as an abyss, and he said softly: "You broke your own immortal blood, but it is one with the true spirit, and your true spirit can't bear it at all. If I didn't use Buddhism to hold it together Your true spirit, which was broken into thousands of pieces, has now dissipated in this true spirit realm."
After saying this, Ji Yuenian looked up subconsciously, and sure enough, he saw his own reflection faintly appearing on the bloody moon in the sky, but the reflection was made up of pieces of illusory fragments. The gloomy Buddha light gathered in one place, barely able to see the human form.
Enduring the sharp pain, Ji Yuenian struggled to stand up again, but realized that his hands and feet were all illusory, like the reflection of the sky, unable to do anything tangible at all.
The black-robed Bodhisattva said: "Although your true spirit has been severely injured, it has completely stripped off the blood of the immortal source. If you practice Buddhism again one day, you will definitely be able to prove the Bodhi Dao fruit and step into the ranks of the Bodhisattvas of the Four Realms."
Ji Yuenian looked up at this world-renowned Bodhisattva of the Seven Realms. Although he couldn't speak, there were countless complicated emotions in his eyes.
The eyes of the black-robed Bodhisattva fell on Ji Yuenian, and said, "This is the real spirit realm, the last place where a living being's true spirit can exist before it shatters. Wake up, but even I can't save you. The only one who can really save you is yourself."
"Since you have given up the blood of Xianyuan, you have truly entered the Buddhist Yuanjiao."
"Buddhism is boundless, and all living beings in the world can be crossed, but the most difficult thing to cross is oneself."
"Before the lamp was lit, the Dharma was called 'crossing'; at the time of the World Honored One, the Dharma was called 'crossing'."
"If you are really able to cross by yourself, you will have a seat in the Dharma-discussion Zen seat of Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan from now on."
"But if you can't comprehend the mystery, you can only sink into the realm of the true spirit, waiting for the slow death of the true spirit, and finally sinking into the endless dark abyss."
After saying this, the black-robed Bodhisattva turned into thousands of Buddha lights, collapsed between the distorted lights and shadows, and dissipated here.
Ji Yuenian fell to the ground and looked up towards the sky.
A huge light curtain with a radius of one hundred feet gradually appeared on the top of the sky, and the flowers, plants and trees on it gradually appeared, and even the fragrance of birds and flowers was close at hand.
What made Ji Yuenian's pupils constrict was that a boy of seventeen or eighteen was walking on the official road hidden by the green mountain scenery. The boy's brows and eyes were fair and delicate, but his expression was somewhat dazed.
The moment he saw the young man, Ji Yuenian subconsciously grasped his fists, because the force was too strong, even his knuckles turned white.
A very familiar feeling was passed on, that the young man was transformed from a fragment of his true spirit, on which a divine soul had been reborn, right in the realm above his head.
Ji Yuenian's eyes gradually turned cold, but thinking of the words of the Bodhisattva of the Ksitigarbha King, the coldness in his eyes gradually dissipated, but there was still a slight frosty chill.
The Dharma is boundless, but manpower is sometimes poor, how should we cross by ourselves...
Ji Yuenian slowly closed his eyes. All the boy's memories from childhood to the present flowed through scene by scene, extremely clear.
"Is it just resignation to fate..."
Ji Yuenian opened his eyes, his pale lips trembled, and he spoke for the first time after waking up, making a somewhat hoarse voice.
"There must be a way..."
"But even the creatures of the seven realms can't save my true spirit, so what can I do..."
Ji Yuenian's eyes were cold, and while his thoughts were spinning, he suddenly thought of something.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has such a noble body, how could he appear in the dark and gloomy real spirit realm, and the real form he manifested just now is clearly an incarnation outside the body."
"The incarnation outside the body is by no means a detached creature, at most it can only practice in the six realms."
"In this way, if the real souls of the seven realms have come here, there may not be no way."
"only……"
Ji Yuenian sighed softly, and looked at the long-clothed boy above the light curtain again, with a gloomy expression.
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