When the brocade robe appeared in the five-colored divine flower, the Sanskrit sound suddenly came from the divine flower. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

There is a sense of serenity and peace in the Sanskrit sound, if Zhiwei is there, he will definitely be able to hear it, this is Guanyin's words.

In Buddhism, if it is said that Nyorai is the most transcendent and supreme level, then the Bodhisattva is the most powerful one below Nyorai, and the Bodhisattva is not like Nyorai, who lives forever in the Buddha country, and the Bodhisattva pays attention to things that walk in the world and endure all suffering.

At this time, the voice of the Bodhisattva actually came from the five-colored divine flower, although everyone did not know that it was the voice of the Bodhisattva, but it did not affect their hearing, the serenity and beauty in the voice.

Although the voice is beautiful, most of the people in this hall do not want to become Buddhas, and the first person to attack is not others, but the abbot of Cikong, who folds his hands and says, "My Buddha is compassionate." ”

Dao Dao light shot towards the five-colored divine flower, and the voice of the five-colored divine flower seemed to have found that it was attacking the Dharma, it paused, and then continued to rotate, the abbot's spell had not yet come to the five-colored divine flower, and directly turned its head to attack the abbot.

The abbot waved his left hand, and the spell disappeared into the air. He looked at the Five-Colored Divine Flower and found that Elder Fa Ming's body was close to nothingness, and he suddenly asked sadly, "Buddha, why are you doing this?" ”

The thief leader smiled and said, "Hehe, look at the Buddha you believe, it didn't destroy you in the end." ”

Suddenly, a voice came from the five-colored divine flower, it was the tone of Elder Fa Ming.

"My Buddha is merciful, the abbot has already got everything I have, let it be."

When the abbot was just about to speak, the chief snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, you are not Elder Fa Ming at all, who are you." ”

He stabbed it with a sword, and the five-colored divine flower turned, and the sword light was also wiped out in the air.

"I'm not Fa Ming, who am I?" Someone continued to say in the five-colored divine flower.

"It may be great to sacrifice one's life to become a Buddha, but he is not a Buddha, but only an illusion." Seeing that his spell was useless, the Chief stabbed it with another sword and said at the same time.

"What is a Buddha and what is an illusion? The world doesn't understand, the world doesn't understand. The five-colored divine flower suddenly floated upward, and the robe around it slowly began to grow, and gradually the entire hall was covered with the shadow of the robe.

"Contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom, when he walks in deep prajnaparamita. Seeing that the aggregates are empty, and that all suffering is overcome... ”

It was the Heart Sutra, and the abbot looked at the five-colored divine flower that was floating higher and higher, and exclaimed.

As the five-colored divine flower chanted the Heart Sutra, Fa Ming, who was about to disappear, suddenly and gradually changed to normal, and at the moment when the Heart Sutra was recited, Elder Fa Ming actually returned to the main hall from the new, and then the voice of the five-colored divine flower came.

At the moment when that voice appeared, everyone in the hall involuntarily knelt down, they felt the vast mana in this voice, and also felt the ruthlessness of the Great Dao, and the Dao will suddenly appeared in their minds, kneeling. But there are also those who refuse to admit defeat

When the chief was just about to resist with luck mana, another voice appeared in his mind, the voice was more severe and more powerful than just now, kneeling, just two words, it has covered everything, the chief can no longer resist this time, and his feet are directly on the ground.

"The world is ignorant, illusory and false, I thought you could tell the difference, it turns out that you are also addicted to illusion, sad, sad." After the voice was spoken, the five-colored divine flower flashed, and disappeared with the brocade robe and the nine-ring tin staff.

The moment the voice disappeared, everyone sat down weakly, the voice was too powerful for anyone in the hall to resist.

"This is the voice of the Buddha, this is the voice of the Buddha." Suddenly the abbot shouted.

The thief in the distance laughed and said, "You think too much bald, this is not the voice of the Buddha, the Buddha doesn't have so much time to care about you." ”

Chief Yungong stood up for a while, and said, "Hmph, this time it's up to you how you escape." ”

Several people fought again.

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Zhiwei felt that he had a dream, he dreamed that his body was slowly decomposed, and he also dreamed of everything that happened in the main hall of the Huasheng Temple, and he dreamed of everything he experienced when he was conscious, but in the end, the content of the dream was fixed on the pavilion next to the East Bay.

He felt like a lonely soul floating over the gazebo, observing the gazebo, there was a woman in the gazebo, the woman was holding a flower basket in her hand, and there were a few flowers on the flower basket, and each petal on the flower had a different eye color, at this time, the woman on the gazebo seemed to find Zhiwei secretly observing, she looked up at Zhiwei's direction, and said to herself: "It seems that something has happened." ”

At this time, a black gas slowly floated up from the bottom of the water, and Zhiwei immediately felt that it was himself, that was himself who had not yet transformed. What the hell is going on here? Is this the reflection of what people experience before they die? Aren't you already dead? Zhiwei thought.

Suddenly, the woman threw Zhiwei towards the East Bay, and at the same time played a Dao spell with both hands, which Zhiwei didn't see at that time, and the woman said while fighting: "Send you a creation 。。。。。 ”

"Ding-dong." Suddenly a bell rang, it was the sound of the soul bead, Zhiwei immediately woke up, and found that he was in a deep and dark place, his eyes could not see the content in front of him, he moved his hand, and found that his hand could not move a bit.

What's going on? He hurriedly swayed his limbs, but found that he couldn't move at all.

Suddenly, a voice came.

"Big brother, this human meat is so delicious, why don't we take a bite."

Someone wants to eat me? Zhiwei was startled when he heard the voice outside, am I going to be eaten?

"Boom."

"I've said it many times, we're already demons, don't eat people indiscriminately."

"Big brother, don't knock on my head, I heard the little fox demon next door say, it's easy to be stupid when someone knocks me on the head."

"Okay, okay, remember that we have been transformed, and if we eat human flesh, then what is the difference between us and not being transformed."

"Well, big brother, then I won't eat human flesh, but what about this person?"

"Let's put it here for now, I've observed that this man still has a heartbeat, and we'll send him out when he wakes up."

"Hmm."

The voice became quieter and quieter, and Zhiwei felt that they were going farther and farther away, and when everything was quiet, Zhiwei began to constantly think about what had happened to him.

Gradually, the memory came back, wasn't he cut off his head with a knife in the demon cave in the mountain behind the Huasheng Temple? Why is it here again?

Bursts of memories came to mind more things I don t know what happened to the swallow girl in the end, I hope they can run out, he thought again.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt his mind dizzy, as if he wanted to sleep again, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.