Chapter 557: Breaking the Illusion
"Stinky monk, suffer death."
The people of the fairy land burst out and made a move, and Fahai at this moment had a peaceful face and a smile.
Enlightenment of oneself, enlightenment of illusion.
Fahai at this moment, his heart is clear.
"Amitabha."
said something in his mouth, but Fahai was not making a move this time, but clasped his hands together and closed his eyes to concentrate.
"If I don't go to hell, who will."
He longs to be born, and he dies and lives.
If everything is born from his heart, then he dies, and the illusion is broken!
"Boom!"
When the attack came, Fahai smiled indifferently and dealt with it calmly.
The next moment, the aura enveloped his body and dissipated little by little.
The fantasy world, also at this moment, fell apart and turned into a little aura.
In front of Fahai's eyes, the sky swirled for a while, and then he fell into darkness.
Suddenly, a bright light appeared, and Fahai seemed to wake up slowly from his slumber.
"Huh?"
The singing and dancing all around, the warbler singing and dancing, but it was the scene of the previous banquet.
Fahai's heart suddenly sudden, and his eyes suddenly looked at the wine glass in front of him.
"Little donor, how do you feel about my Baishi brew?"
Above the banquet, the aunt at this moment, watching Fahai wake up, couldn't help but smile and asked.
Fahai was stunned, his heart was clear, and he glanced around.
There is a sense of being in the world.
"Illusion is born from the heart, and it is really unspeakable."
Admired in my heart, Fahai said lightly.
After a moment, Mo Xie has already experienced life and death.
"Hahaha, the true meaning of it, it seems that the little donor has already understood."
The aunt above laughed, and then got together and came to the bottom of the banquet.
"This song and dance is level, drunk and golden, it seems to be like a fairyland, who can understand the sadness in it."
With a wave of his big hand, in an instant, the wind suddenly rose and blew in all directions.
With a cry of exclamation, Peony, Peony and others were all forced to retreat.
"Little donor, if it were you, would you be willing to live forever here?"
Suddenly looked back and asked Fahai.
For a while, the atmosphere in the field was quiet, and the eyes of countless people were looking at Fahai.
Although I didn't understand the meaning, I still didn't dare to speak out rashly.
"I don't want to."
Fahai groaned, said lightly, and shook his head.
Although the illusion is good, it is not as good as the world after all.
And Fahai didn't understand why the other party asked himself.
Then why did you come to entertain yourself?
"I don't want to!"
Muttering in her mouth, the woman's eyes seemed to have some understanding, and she turned around with a wave of her sleeves.
"Hahaha, I don't want to!"
Laughing as if in a madness.
Fahai frowned, and he couldn't understand what the other party was doing.
Between the banquets, my aunt left, leaving a sentence that she was tired, and the banquet continued.
It's just that between the banquets that continued, everyone's happy mood faded a little.
Many people have something on their minds.
Fahai couldn't understand why this painted wall world was so weird.
Pavilions and pavilions are built high, and the moon and stars are scarce.
Fahai looked at the moon and thought about painting the illusion of the wall.
In his mind, Chen Xiaoming's memory emerged, and suddenly, a thought appeared in Fahai's heart.
"Illusion is born from the heart!"
With a muttering sentence in his mouth, the turmoil in Fahai's heart calmed down again.
For the next three days, everything was uneventful.
Fahai meditates alone, looking at the fantasy of this painting wall.
Although this place is vain, it is also a little less sinister in the world.
"Little donor, are you there?"
While Fahai was meditating, shouts were heard outside the door.
His eyes were slightly open, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Squeak." 90 look
The door was opened, and Zhu Xiaolian and a few people came in a hurry.
"Little donor, help."
Looking flustered, Zhu Xiaolian held the candle Fahai's hand and pleaded in his mouth.
"Amitabha, sit down and talk slowly."
Fahai knew it in his heart, and looked at the few people who came in the field, but turned around slightly.
Peony frowned and looked at Fahai solemnly.
This monk is not simple.
"Little donor, Peony has been captured, please save her."
At the moment of sitting down, Zhu Xiaolian still didn't hold back, and spoke again.
As soon as the peony came out, Fahai already understood in his heart.
It's just that in the original plot, wasn't he arrested for saving Zhu Xiaolian?
It seems that the plot has changed.
Fahai pondered, but Zhu Xiaolian on the side told what had happened.
It turned out that Zhu Xiaolian stayed for a few days and wanted to leave, so Peony was kind enough to help him.
As a result, before the person left, he was discovered.
Zhu Xiaolian was naturally fine, but Peony was taken away.
From the peony, he learned the whereabouts of the peony, and Zhu Xiaolian came in a hurry.
"Little donor, I know that your Buddhism is exquisite, not an ordinary person, the matter of peony is because of me, please save her life."
Zhu Xiaolian didn't know whether he was guilty or really in love.
At this moment, the true feelings were revealed, and the peony and others on the side were moved.
"Amitabha, the monks are compassionate, since this is the case, the poor monk will accompany you to go for a while."
Fahai got up, he was still a little interested in this painting wall illusion.
"Let's go."
With a sentence in his mouth, Zhu Xiaolian and the others were stunned.
I didn't expect Fahai to agree so easily.
Ahead of the way, Peony's fear of Fahai is even heavier.
A group of people, all the way to the coast.
At this moment, on the coast, as soon as everyone arrived, they saw a group of silver-armored guards rushing over.
"Amitabha."
Everyone was about to start, and the next moment, they saw the Buddha sound in the mouth of the Fahai Sea.
A golden light burst out, directly annihilating the Silver Armor Guard.
Forehead............
Everyone was stunned, turned their heads to look, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Aren't monks merciful?
Why did you shoot at every turn?
"Let's go."
Naturally, Fahai wouldn't tell them that these were bonus points.
On the coast, there are no ships, only a Zhenhai Rock, under which a sea turtle is pressed.
"What to do, there's no boat here."
Looking at the vast sea, Zhu Xiaolian was anxious.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang."
Just when everyone was in a hurry, a soft sound came.
When everyone looked back, they saw a strange spiritual weapon in Fahai's hand, emitting light smoke.
And the chains on the Zhenhai Stone have been broken.
"Go, little turtle."
said in his mouth, the little turtle was a little blind, and he was released so quickly?
But he still did not hesitate, turned over, and fell directly into the sea.
"Wait a minute, there will be a ship in a moment."
After glancing at a few people, Fahai said confidently.
Everyone swallowed their saliva and felt a little weird.
Isn't this someone else's fantasy territory?
Why is Fahai so familiar?
Especially Peony, looking at Fahai, she was a little stunned.
Whether she is a person of illusion, or Fahai is a person of illusion.
Why is the other party more familiar than her?
"Boom!"
Just when everyone was puzzled, the waves rose in the distance, and a behemoth came.
Fahai glanced at it, and his mouth was faint.
"Don't look at it, let's go."