"Alas!"

Qin Li sighed faintly.

Yuan Zheng folded his hands and mourned:

"Troubled times, hell for the weak, tragedy on earth!"

Qin Li raised a little of Chen Youyu's eyebrows and sent out a wisp of divine substance.

Chen Youyu screamed and fell into a deep sleep, presumably when he woke up, he would be able to regain his senses.

"This little girl's qualifications are acceptable, although she has no physique, but she is also wise, so I will accept it as a chanting boy. "Yuan Zheng hugged the young fish, showing compassion, like a bodhisattva.

"Good!"

Qin Li smiled.

"But the young fish are not the only ones who suffer. ”

The two left the dock and made their way to a large refugee camp.

Just now, I just swept through the air, and I glanced at it in a hurry, but now I can feel the despair of tens of millions of levels.

As far as the eye can see, there is suffering, whether it is a monk or a layman, their eyes are gray and there is no hope.

Qin Li's nose twitched, and he smelled the painful smell of decay, mold, blood, and tears in the air,

"Master, save my mother!"

"We are so miserable, we can't find our loved ones!"

"I wanted to go home, I had no idea what was going on. ”

"I have done good deeds and abided by the teachings all my life, why did my whole family die in my old age?"

Countless grief-stricken faces poured in, their hair scattered, their eyes staring straight at the round evidence, and even their faces were stained with blood.

They are all living people, but they live like evil spirits.

"No people, no ghosts!"

Qin Li sighed and looked up.

Many people died, and the bodies began to decay and fester.

And there are others, like young fish, who have become madmen and laugh madly.

What was more cruel than the earth-destroying attack was the divine thoughts of the high-level monks, which swept over and shocked all beings.

Not to mention anything else, such as the level of the Mountain and Sea Sage, ordinary monks can feel their souls torn apart when they look at him.

Not to mention the Black Sky Demon Emperor, the Illusory Dream Saint King, standing there is an irreparable disaster.

"Amitabha!"

The round certificate plate sits on the ground, and the treasure is solemn:

"All sentient beings in the ten directions, three calamities and eight tribulations, seven emotions and six desires, and karmic fire calamities. ”

"The sea of suffering in the world, the miserable souls, the ups and downs of the bones, if you hear my voice, you have to meet the auspicious Qingyun, go straight to the pure land, but see the flowers blooming on the other side, there will be no disasters again, no hunger, no cold, no sorrow, you can see the dead deceased, you can taste the peace of eternity......"

Buddha chanting.

Immediately the heavens and the earth were drawn and turned into a vision.

Plain white Qingyun, the sky is falling, the ground is surging golden lotus, and the auspicious purple breath.

An illusory world is intertwined, where there is endless beauty, which meets all expectations in people's hearts and is flawless.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

Countless mortals knelt on the ground and chanted.

The rest of the monks were also Buddhist cultivators, and their faces were even more longing.

The sound of the Buddha warms people's hearts, attracts millions of people to recite in unison, exudes a golden Buddha light, peaceful and natural, calms the restlessness, many stupid poor people, fall asleep in the past, wake up and wake up.

"Master!"

An old man knelt down.

Gray-haired, pious and kind:

"After I die, can I go to the Pure Land and meet my dead wife?"

"Absolutely!"

The voice of the round testimony is powerful and full of affirmation.

The old man smiled, took out a broken jade comb, and straightened his beard......

And then.

He died and died.

With joy at the corners of his mouth, he seemed to want to clean up and meet his deceased wife.

"Go all the way!"

Yuan Zheng raised his hand, and the old man's spark went away with the wind.

After settling everything, the two of them left, ready to go to the main hall of Posa.

On the road.

Qin Li said suddenly:

"You lied, everything is empty after death, where is there a pure land!"

Yuan Zheng smiled: "That's right, I lied, and the holy land, and even the entire Buddhist lineage, are lying, there is no afterlife, there is no other side." ”

Qin Li also smiled: "I have heard a little about the highest fantasy of Buddhism, you compare the world to a sea of suffering, life and death ups and downs, only when you reach the other side, can you escape the shackles of life and death and achieve the immeasurable true Buddha!"

Yuan Zheng nodded: "The so-called cultivation is to cultivate the false to become true, and all the Daoists are lying and pursuing illusory fantasies. The eternal detachment of Xuanmen, the realm of Buddhism, the realm of great freedom of the Demon Dao, the peaceful realm of Confucianism and Taoism, and the immortal and immortal ...... of the demon race"

Qin Li's heart was touched.

The same is true of one's own Datong world.

"There are all kinds of ways in the world, and all of them are beyond the shackles of heaven. ”

"By the way, what did you just recite?"

"The Pure Land Sutra!"

Yuan Zheng folded his hands and recommended:

"This is written by the Buddha Emperor, if Brother Qin has nothing to do, he can watch it. ”

Qin Li was overjoyed and arched his hand: "Thank you, Master, I really have this intention and want to borrow the scriptures." ”

The two left.

Soon came to the main hall of Po Sa.

It is a splendid Buddhist hall that gathers the upper floors of the Holy Land.

The Holy Lord smiled kindly: "Qin Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are already the First Emperor Star, and it won't be long before you can surpass me." ”

"The seniors are overrated. Qin Li smiled politely in return.

A sentence of circular evidence.

When the Holy Lord learned of the situation, he nodded:

"It's a trivial matter, and if we can get in touch with the future emperor, we will take advantage of it. ”

Rumble!

The Void trembled.

Suddenly the glazed Buddha light gushed out.

It turned into a portal, leading to the emperor's weapon, and the Pure Land.

"Qin Xiaoyou, in the Pure Land, there is the corpse of the Buddha Emperor, the Taoist body and the Buddha's heart, what you can realize depends on the creation. ”

"Thank you!"

Qin Li arched his hand.

He wrote down the kindness.

After crossing the glass portal, you will arrive at the Pure Land World.

This place is beautiful, words can not be described, according to legend is the Buddha Emperor, according to the fantasy of the other side, shaped.

Therefore when he died, he was buried here.

"Meet the seniors!"

Qin Li stepped forward and gave a salute.

In front of it is the corpse of the Buddha Emperor, without any vision.

At first glance, it looks like a sleeping old monk, with his eyes closed, twelve knots on the top of his head, and his skin with a ruddy luster, not like a corpse.

If you open the pupil and find that the Buddha Emperor does not exist at all, you can only see a vast world of Buddhism and Taoism, intertwining the mysteries of the scriptures.

This is the return to the basics, to the realm of the Great Emperor, even if the physical body is the Great Dao, the opening is the law.

"Dare to ask the seniors, what is the Pure Land?"

Qin Li asked politely.

However.

Nothing happened.

Something is wrong, could it be that the round certificate is wrong?

Doesn't it mean that if you ask a question about the corpse, the Buddha's bones will naturally answer?

He was wondering.

Click!

The Buddha's remains moved.

He seems to be alive.

Suddenly opened a pair of golden Buddha pupils.

Qin Li was taken aback, not only taking a few steps back.

I saw that in the pupils of the Buddha, five-colored light flowed out, and the hole shot like a sword.

"Why is my five internal organs uncontrolled, Yuan Zheng didn't say anything about this change, what is going on?" Qin Li was in pain, and cold sweat was dripping.

The five internal organs erupted, like the revival of the five spiritual treasures, as bright as the sun, flowing out of the five-colored divine light, which was mixed with thousands of runes, reflecting the changes of hell, and finally mixed with the five-color light of the Buddha Emperor.

Rumble!

The two blend.

Fire and water collide, yin and yang bite.

Immediately, a big explosion occurred and the sky was transformed into a dreamscape.

"The heart is good, go straight to the other side, dance, and use peace for a long time!" In the environment, a beautiful country appears, and all living beings dance, like a pure land.

Qin Li was puzzled.

I haven't figured it out yet, and the illusion changes.

"Peace is laziness, food and clothing are luxury, and indulgence is indulgence. ”

In the Pure Land Fantasy Land, the scenery changes drastically, sentient beings forget to appear, and there is a wind of extravagance, materialistic desires, and degenerate scenery.

"Incompetence is anger, killing war, hell on earth. ”

The illusion has changed, and the evolution has reached the end, the Pure Land is defiled, the killing continues, the blood flows like a river, and the beautiful scenery of the past has all turned into a ghost hell.

Qin Li was stunned.

A flash of inspiration flashed through my mind:

The teachings of the Buddha Emperor, who understood in an instant, sighed:

"The Pure Land is Hell, and Hell is the Pure Land, both of which are human hearts. ”

The Buddha recited slowly: "If you don't reach the other side, there is no pure land, although the fantasy of our generation is beautiful, but we should be rooted in reality, forge ahead, and never forget the original intention." ”

"Taught!"

Qin Li bowed his hand and bowed his head to be taught.

The words of the Buddha Emperor and the Emperor of Heaven are similar.

In essence, it is a word, respect reality, lest the Pure Land turn into hell.

"If you want to defeat the Emperor of Heaven, it is impossible to rely on your blood, and you also need to embrace the vision of all living beings and open up the supreme cause. ”

Qin Li deeply understood the truth of being down-to-earth, and he was not confused in his heart, but conceived an idea in the midst of displacement.

In the exchange of the Buddha's remains, he more and more perfected his ideas and understood the future path: "Misfortune and blessing rely on, after the catastrophe, it is a great blessing, maybe the current crisis of Qianyuan is my opportunity, I must firmly grasp it." ”