GBP Chapter 298: Knowing the Way and Becoming Crazy
Chapter 298: Knowing the Way and Becoming Crazy
The light from the sky is like water, shining down with a peaceful meaning, as if there are Bodhisattvas and Buddhas waving infinite magical powers, making this Sutra City full of vitality, and all living beings rotate in order and have their own future.
If there is any disharmony in this bright city, there is one area that is shrouded in purple-black mist, and there are ghosts screaming and roaring constantly.
From time to time, the faint golden Buddhist rhyme will flow on the mist, trembling and running like a snake and an angry dragon. It may float or sink, but it can never escape the trap of the dark mist.
Zi Mingdao stepped in mid-air, his whole body was like wood and stone, looking at the dark and unpredictable place with a lonely look on his face.
Both Zisu and Monk Yuexan stood behind him, one looking left and right, the other silent.
After a long time, Zi Mingdao seemed to speak casually, and there was even a sense of serenity in his expression, "Master Yuexan, I wonder how successful it is to prove the six classics together?"
"It's impossible." Monk Yuexan sighed slightly, not sure if it was for the persistent ghost mother, or for the idiot in front of him.
"The meanings of the Buddhas in the Six Sutras are very different. If we say that magical powers can be practiced together, but the mind is extremely subtle. It may be meditation, joy, or following the fate. It changes in all kinds of ways. It is even more dangerous than the magic fire and thunder. How? Can we both prove it?! How can we reconcile it?!"
Zi Mingdao seemed as if he hadn't heard anything, but his deep eyes seemed to have meteors falling.
A beautiful person, clear and moist. When we meet each other by chance, it suits my wishes.
After a while, Zi Mingdao took a deep breath, pointed at Chuanye Temple, which was like a huge mouth of an abyss, and asked with a half-smile: "Then why didn't you stop her?"
After a pause, he added, "Or come and tell me and I'll stop her!"
"Yu Gui's persistence is rare in the world. We did not expect that her heart to become a Buddha would be so strong, and her temperament would be so high." Monk Yuexan's face was already a little unnatural, and he said in a deep voice, "The path to Buddhism comes naturally. The proof is like a person who knows whether drinking water is warm or cold. We are not able to intervene in this profound way, and we are even more unable to help at the moment."
Zi Mingdao had no expression on his face, looking at the ghost mist that swallowed up the light, and said calmly, "Why do you think she is so desperate? With her talent, she is smooth and stable. What's so difficult about proving to be a Ming King?"
"Maybe it's because she works so hard that she can be called Yugui. She doesn't want to lose either to others or to herself. Her double-heroic style is really extraordinary." Monk Yuehan replied lightly. Maybe he had also asked himself this question. , so I can blurt it out.
"Yes, only beauties like this are worthy of my expectation and treatment." Zi Mingdao sighed, "To be honest, I just felt a little resentful towards your Buddhist sect today. Buddha, there won't be such a dangerous situation, and I will have more opportunities."
Thinking of that day, the wonderful body of the ghost mother, the frosty and jade face was full of fighting spirit, the ice and snow fairy face showed the majestic military power, and the charming grace in that Buddhist hall was really vivid in my mind.
Fate may exist or not, and if it does, how can it exist? If not, just go with the flow?
Zi Mingdao hesitated for a moment, then his eyes filled with determination, and he looked at the girl beside him, "Zisu!"
If you know pain, you must have hurt yourself before you know pain.
"Zi Mingdao, you finally remembered me. Let me tell you, I have already thought about my congratulations. I will pray for Brother Huahong on the birthday of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Please help me see if the sentence makes sense later! "
Zi Mingdao suddenly laughed, "Zisu, let me ask you, do you really like Yi Huahong?
Even if you change his temperament and avoid being coquettish and angry, or even spend your whole life in a sea of misery, with only hatred remaining, would you be willing to do that? "
"I..." Zi Su was speechless, as if a thunderbolt exploded in his mind.
"Think carefully before you answer." Zi Mingdao said lightly, his red clothes rising like flames between the sky and the earth, making people afraid to look directly at him.
"I do!" The girl took a deep breath, her heart pounding as if it was about to jump out of her chest.
The moment he opened his mouth, the fear and hesitation in his eyes gradually dissipated, and what was left was a glimmer of water.
"I do!" The girl closed her eyes, tears falling from the corners of her eyes, and once again firmly expressed her hope that she was terminally ill.
"Okay, let's go to the West Pole! Find Yi Huahong! You go and choose two gifts, and we'll leave today!" Zi Mingdao waved his hand and said lightly.
"Really?" Zi Su's eyes lit up, but she confirmed in an unbelievable voice.
Zi Mingdao smiled casually, did not speak, and just nodded heavily.
"Brother Mingdao, you are the best! I want to think about what to bring to brother Huahong..." The girl's silvery voice quickly drifted away.
"Young Master...this matter?!" A faint voice echoed in the void.
"I will shoulder the responsibility for the Demon Saint. There are some causes and effects that cannot be stopped by external forces alone!" Zi Mingdao said coldly.
Immediately, he sighed slightly and added in his mind the last half of the sentence that was left unsaid. Some fates can only be grasped by oneself.
Zi Mingdao pursed his lips tightly and stared at the entanglement of the dark mist and the Buddha's light. His mind had returned to clarity, and a little aura of light stood out among the many thoughts.
Since there is no chance or way to get close to someone, maybe you can try it from her enemies first.
After all, apart from Yugui herself, her enemies may be the people who know her best.
……
At night, little bits of starlight appeared above Hongjing City, but tonight was a little different. The light from the stars was white and cold, piercing the earth like a sword.
In fact, it's not just Hongjing City, but the night sky in the entire northern Xinjiang is like this. The starlight rarely reveals a biting chill, and a fierce color fills the sky and the earth.
Many monks in Northern Xinjiang were just a little surprised. Some even commented, "There is a strange phenomenon tonight. This starlight is really rare. If there is a magic weapon or magical power to gather the starlight, one night of hard work tonight will be worth ten years of hard work."
However, as time went by, the nebula slowly gathered and tightened, just like the noose around the neck, and a chilling Taoist rhyme slowly emerged in the void.
Only then did the monks in Northern Xinjiang realize that something was wrong.
And in the six temple gates, it is even more like facing a formidable enemy, because there is no need to deduce it. Just look at it with the naked eye, and you can find that the bright starlight is like a sword, and it is getting brighter and brighter.
Yuan Jie? !
The Buddha bodies of many enlightened monks shook violently, and their brows furrowed together in a rare frown.
There had been a sign of the Abyssal Tribulation before. A slight change in the fate of heaven and earth had not yet been detected by everyone, but the Abyssal Tribulation disappeared inexplicably.
Why did it come directly to Northern Xinjiang today? Ridiculous!
But it was no longer the turn of several Tianzong Buddhist temples to think too much. The sky and the earth shook violently, and stars were pouring down like wheels and rain.
Thousands of peaceful auras stretch out from the void, and a silk ribbon appears, shaped like a canopy.
The preface and other Buddhist sounds resound throughout the world, "Take refuge in the Buddha, take refuge in the Dharma, and take refuge in the Sangha."
A piece of Buddha's light appears between heaven and earth, and this is the pure land of Buddha.
Boom! Click!
The stars are like the sea, and the six temples are like floating boats floating in the sea of stars supported by the Buddha's light.
The Buddha's light fills the air, creating illusions and disillusions, just like six candlelights blooming faintly, driving away the invasion of starlight.
The light of the Buddha and the stars reflect each other, and it is really beautiful. However, the serious brows and eyes of the Buddhist monks show that it is difficult to tell how dangerous it is.
I don’t know how long it took, but finally the peaceful atmosphere of heaven and earth infected the colloid sea of stars, and a solemn and sacred light emerged between heaven and earth.
The starlight slowly dissipated, but the peaceful aura in the void had already dissipated by 30% visibly to the naked eye.
Yuanjie started from Northern Xinjiang!
The six words appeared out of thin air on the altars of many enlightened monks, just like the sound of great principles. It made people’s eyebrows jump.
It is the Human Emperor's responsibility to fight against Yuan Jie, so why did it fall to the Buddhist sect in Northern Xinjiang? What should we do?
a long time,
The light of the Buddha shines brightly, the sound of Sanskrit sounds resounding, and the bells of the six temples ring long, echoing between heaven and earth. It seems to be blessed by the peace of heaven and earth.
The enlightened monks, or the Buddhist sect in Northern Xinjiang, have reached an agreement that the cause and effect of heaven and earth must be returned to the Central Plains.