Chapter 580: Zhongxiang Mountain, Merit Pool

Many years ago, Hong Wu had witnessed the evolution of the puppet demon master into the small world in Tengyuan Water Town. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info power of the five elements, yin and yang two qi can evolve all things in heaven and earth, but they cannot create living souls.

And the sun, moon and stars are the most powerful life forms in heaven and earth.

"The sun, moon and stars are both in and outside the world. But both the sun and the moon are actually a living form, just like the stars in the sky. It has its own breath, its own thinking, and its own lifespan. Although I was able to evolve the light and heat of the sun with yin and yang, it was nothing more than a lifeless fireball. ”

These are the original words of the Puppet Demon Master.

However, at this moment, Hongwu was in the great world of Buddhism, but he saw the sun shining on the earth and the mountains endlessly. The towering trees swayed with the breeze and slowly exhaled...... Hongwu can't distinguish between here and the outside world, which is the real world.

Looking around, there is no end in sight to the world in the distance of the square. Beyond the mountains, there seems to be a great river roaring in the Yangtze River. All the scenes are so real, real and indistinguishable from the world. But Hongwu understands that this is the great world of Buddhism in Mengzhou, which is just a mysterious space.

Standing in place and shocked for a long time, Hong Wu came back to his senses and began to follow the king of Kashgar towards Baiyu Square. Ahead, the pure golden Eight Phases Mountain is getting closer and clearer. Hong Wu's heart also jumped wildly. He didn't care about the Midyear Festival, and he didn't care about the grievances between the Buddha Sect and the Yellow Cloth Sect. On this trip, as long as he gets the boat of the prime minister and descends to the Shenwu realm, everything in Mengzhou has nothing to do with him.

"It's coming, it's coming. Shaohua Jiuding, Huanyang Jindan, I must get you. Master, Zhangjiao, Nianxi, waiting for me!"

When all the people who had come to the festival arrived, it was already ten hours later. At this time, it happened to be the morning of the Midyear Festival. In the great world of Buddhism, it is the moon and the sky, and the stars are dotted.

"Here, it is indeed the opposite of yin and yang, day and night apart. I just don't know if these stars are real or if they are transformed by mana......" Hong Wu looked up at the night sky, and his thoughts kept flowing. And at this moment, in the direction of the Eight Phases Mountain, the two supremes of Buddhism finally came.

An old man, a teenager. The former is bald, and the latter has short hair. These two people are naturally the tenth generation of the Buddha's chairman, as well as the fourteenth lama of the Huangyi Sect.

The arrival of the two sect leaders immediately caused a tsunami-like shout. Heaven and earth are full of "my Buddha's compassion". But it was the people of the tribes of Mongolia who cried out spontaneously. In their eyes, the monks who can fly to the heavens and the earth are the real Buddhas.

"My Buddha is compassionate, all beings are equal, you don't need to bow down. The old monk of the Buddha Sect stood in front of the Eight Phases Mountain, his body shrouded in a burst of Buddha light, and his hands were folded. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of people in the square raised their heads at the same time, with a look of pious excitement.

"Buddhism is worthy of being the best at demagoguery, and such a scene is impossible to see in other places in Kyushu. Hong Wu watched the two of them descend on the Buddha Kingdom, and he understood that the celebration of the Midyear Festival had begun.

As soon as the tenth generation of the Buddha Sect presided over the finished speaking, he continued: "Today is the annual Zhongyuan Festival, and the night walk of a hundred ghosts is the day when the yin qi between heaven and earth is the heaviest. And my Buddhism, in order to overcome the suffering of the three realms and ten directions, specially held a grand ceremony today. The first is to promote my Buddhist teachings, the second is to praise the merits, and the third is to educate the common people...... Many of you have already attended the Midyear Festival more than once. Those who can enter the great world of Buddhism are those who have been recognized by our Buddha and have compassion in their hearts. Next, I will open the Eight Phases Mountain, so that those who are destined to enter the merit pool, be blessed by the Dharma, and obtain immeasurable positive results. ”

Annoyed with the empty air, he pointed to the golden mountain behind him. In an instant, the light of the Buddha covered the sun, and the earth jumped violently. Immediately, Hongwu saw a step that he will never forget.

The eight phases of the mountain, which was as high as an unknown number of feet, suddenly divided into eight pieces. Each piece has evolved into a world, in which heaven and earth are distinct, and all things are derived, which is indescribably vast. At the same time, the Bodhisattva, who was holding a jade bottle and stepping on a heavenly dragon, suddenly turned into flesh and blood, slowly opened his eyes, and was lifelike, simply indistinguishable from a real person. It's just that her body is too big, so big that people can only worship and be in awe.

The bodhisattva stood up and pointed his fingers across the world. One world after another shattered and turned into a mass of true qi. Subsequently, these true qi began to condense again, and at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, it evolved into a mountain.

There is no gold, and there is no Buddha light. It's just an ordinary mountain that can't be ordinary, and ordinary can't be ordinary. From a distance, the mountains are lush with vegetation and strange rocks, full of life. However, in the next second, when the Bodhisattva turned into a spirit and merged into the mountain, a miracle occurred. Phoenixes flutter among the trees, dragons hover over the mountaintops, and elk forage on the cliffs...... It's all so natural.

Seeing this real Eight Ministers Mountain, Hong Wu was instantly stunned. His gaze was fixed on a lake in the middle of the mountain. It was a clear spring with a clear bottom, shaped like a crescent moon, with a radius of several miles. In short, in Hongwu's eyes, a very large lake at that time seemed to reflect the shadows of all things in heaven and earth. What really fascinated him was a small boat moored in the middle of the lake.

That's right, it's an ordinary boat. It is no different from the fishing boats that fishermen go out to sea to fish. Gray color, quaint shape. Only one bamboo pole sits on top of the cabin, lonely, as if it has not changed for thousands of years. But Hongwu only glanced at it and knew that this was what he was looking for.

"Hongwu, this is the boat of all the ministers. The true treasure of the Thunder Sound Realm is ten thousand times more powerful than the Mahayana Nyorai Bowl. Suddenly, in the depths of Hong Wu's mind, the Lord of the Blood River appeared.

"Senior, I already understand. The pool of merit carries all appearances, and it is precisely to tell sentient beings that only merit can make people cross the sea of suffering and reach the other side. Yes, there is also a merit pool in the Thunder Sound Realm. It's a thousand, ten thousand times bigger than that. But there is only one boat of the people, and it is the only passage between the two worlds. This ship has been parked here for several epochs. Because of this, the monk of the Thunder Sound Realm was unable to land in Kyushu. Hehe, none of that matters anymore. From now on, the Buddha Sect and the Huangyi Sect will completely lose hope of going to the Thunder Yin Realm!" Hong Wu and the Lord of the Blood River spoke, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.