Snort, the last ray of the sun's true fire slowly dissipated, and Wang Yi's sea of knowledge once again regained calm. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After devouring the entire Sun True Fire, a strange change began to slowly occur inside the three wheels of the Divine Consciousness Sun.

I saw that these three rounds of divine consciousness sun stood still in the sky, and all the light was restrained, as if it had been extinguished again.

Only a little flickering light in the center of the sun showed that something seemed to be brewing there, waiting for the right moment to burst out of the shell.

The yin god collapsed, Wang Yi suffered a heavy blow, his consciousness should have sunk and not awakened, and he lost all his perception, but something strange happened, at this moment, Wang Yi still had a trace of consciousness awake and did not sink.

I don't know how long it took, but Wang Yi's little consciousness began to wake up leisurely.

A strange picture began to unfold in front of Wang Yi, allowing Wang Yi to see a different world.

In this world, there are no cultivators, only a group of Buddha cultivators.

Here, everyone respects the Buddha, everyone worships the Buddha, everyone cultivates the Buddha, and pursues the legendary realm of great freedom and joy.

Here, Wang Yi not only saw the temples in every corner of the world, but also saw the essence of incense rising to the sky, and also saw the magnificent scene of the enlightened monk spitting lotus flowers and preaching the Buddha's meaning to hundreds of millions of sentient beings.

However, just when Wang Yi tried to close his eyes and see the face of the monk, the picture in front of him suddenly changed.

Hundreds of millions of sentient beings have disappeared, and the eminent monks have disappeared and been replaced by a temple.

The temple is solemn, although it is not luxurious, but it has a depth that points directly to people's hearts, and people can't help but feel solemn.

In front of the vermilion temple gate, looking at the plaque on the door, Wang Yi felt waves.

I saw that there were three lacquered gold characters on the wide plaque, and the font was heavy, which seemed to have the ability to wash away the lead, which made people feel suddenly enlightened.

The composition of these three words is very complicated, and it is not the common language in the world of Kyushu, but at this moment, Wang Yi inexplicably understood these three words, and it was the Rotten Ke Temple impartially.

Walking through the temple gate and into the temple, Wang Yi found that this temple was very different from what he had seen before, not only did it not have a majestic hall, but there were no believers who came and went, and some were just deserted.

In fact, what Wang Yi didn't know was that the world where his consciousness was located at this time was a place called the Ancient Buddha Realm.

The ancient Buddha realm is established by the Buddha, and the Buddha governs the realm, which is divided into the two veins of the Buddha and the hidden Buddha, and the Buddha is a vein that accepts incense, and cultivates with the power of incense, finds the true meaning of the Buddha in the incense, and becomes enlightened with incense.

The Hidden Buddha is often accompanied by green lanterns, usually chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha, meditating and participating in Zen, understanding the Buddha's principles in little by little penance, and becoming enlightened by himself.

Of course, although these two veins are different, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, but the path is different, but as the so-called different paths lead to the same end, the ultimate goal of both is to realize the true meaning of the Buddha and become a Buddha on the ground.

And at this moment, the Rotten Ke Temple where Wang Yi's consciousness is located is the line of hidden Buddha.

Just as Wang Yi was looking at the temple made of blue bricks and green tiles, a sound of Buddha came, attracting Wang Yi's attention.

Following the sound of the Buddha to find the past, Wang Yi came to a large hall.

The door of the hall was wide open, allowing Wang Yi to clearly see the scene inside.

I saw an old monk with a thin figure and an old robe, holding a wooden fish and sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue.

Accompanied by the sound of wooden fish, the old monk's lips twitched, and he recited the Buddhist scriptures over and over again.

The old monk's voice chanting was not loud, but Wang Yi was attracted by it, immersed in it, and couldn't help but lean over.

The temple is quiet, the Buddha sings, there is an incense burner in front of the main hall, but at this moment there is no fireworks in this incense burner, and some are just incense ashes that have accumulated years.

And when Wang Yi crossed this incense burner, Wang Yi suddenly found himself entering a bright world.

The light is immeasurable, clean and unclean, which makes Wang Yi feel very uncomfortable, and his eyes hurt.

Horrified in his heart, Wang Yi couldn't help but retreat again and again, but at this time, he realized that no matter how he retreated, he couldn't leave this bright world, or this immeasurable light followed him like a shadow.

Suffering a lot, when feeling the pain, Wang Yi's heart couldn't help but rise a trace of the idea of putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot.

What's even more terrifying is that as soon as this idea is generated, it is like a seed, buried deep in Wang Yi's heart, constantly taking root and sprouting, and constantly influencing Wang Yi.

But fortunately, just when Wang Yi was about to lose his hand, all the pictures collapsed, and his consciousness returned to silence again.

At the moment, Wang Yi was happy, before that, he never thought that sometimes the sinking consciousness was also a kind of happiness.

And at the moment when Wang Yi's consciousness disappeared, the sound of the wooden fish in the hall paused for a moment.

I saw the old monk open his eyes, raise his head slightly, look at the golden Buddha statue and mutter:

"I seem to feel the smell of Vajra Bodhi. ”

After finishing speaking, after a little meditation, the old monk shook his head slightly, closed his eyes, and began to chant the Buddha again.

With his consciousness shattered and returning to his own body, Wang Yi completely fell into a sinking and completely lost control of himself.

And at this time, the changes conceived in the three wheels of divine consciousness sun have been completed.

I saw that there were six suns standing in the sky above Wang Yi's calm sea of knowledge, constituting a complete reincarnation.

The light of these six suns is soft, warm and warm, like a newborn, full of hope for life.

Of course, although these six suns seem to be warm and charming, their essence represents an extremely terrifying power of divine consciousness.

You must know that the realm of the Six Yang Wheel of the Great Sun Contemplation Heart Sutra represents a terrifying divine consciousness that can be compared to a real monk.

And now, after Wang Yi's consciousness completely sank, this new and terrifying divine consciousness power began to gradually lose control, spreading out in a slow and steady manner.

First it was Wang Yi's own mansion, then it was within a radius of one mile, then it was ten miles away, and finally when it was within a radius of a hundred miles, this new power of divine consciousness showed fatigue.

Swept away by Wang Yi's terrifying divine sense, countless monks woke up from their cultivation, of course, compared to those monks who practiced alchemy, they were lucky, at least it was just a false alarm and there was no actual loss, maybe this is the so-called no harm without comparison.

Of course, what made it most difficult for these monks to accept was that Wang Yi's divine sense was not immediately restricted, but instead showed a posture of long-term entrenchment.

For a while, under the cover of Wang Yi's divine sense, countless monks were in panic, but despite the thousands of dissatisfaction and helplessness in their hearts, they did not have the slightest solution.

As for the simplest solution to find out the source of the divine consciousness and then solve the problem from the root, they can only think about it, after all, they are not stupid, judging from the horror of this divine consciousness, the person behind it is definitely something they can't afford to provoke, and more importantly, this person is a real monk nine times out of ten.

How terrifying is the strength of the True Monks, and how lofty their status is, how can they provoke them.

All they could do now was endure in silence and pray silently, hoping that this boring real monk would end this boring game soon.