Chapter 153 Enlightenment Spirit Platform (Ten Thousand More Not a Dream)

When everyone looked at Xiao Lingjue, Xiao Lingjue didn't reply, his eyes were half-squinted, as if he was thinking about something, and he was silent for a long time.

Xiao Lingjue suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his body, after the battle with Senior Brother Zen Wu, he had a lot of insights in his heart, and there were some incomprehensible places in the martial arts before, which made him figure out a lot of doubts, and he really benefited a lot.

Wuxin next to him saw that something was wrong with the little monk, and quickly asked with concern: "Senior brother, what's the matter?" ”

Zen Wu glanced at it and said firmly: "He, he is going to suddenly Lingtai Realm!" It's too late to go back to the temple now, let's protect the Dharma for him! ”

Nodding unintentionally, the four of them sat around Xiao Lingjue, protecting Xiao Lingjue, who was also sitting cross-legged, and his thoughts gradually fell into a state of emptiness.

In this heaven and earth, mortals who want to cultivate must lay a good foundation, and building a spiritual platform is the foundation of the foundation, and thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground, so building a good spiritual platform will be of great help to the future ascension.

Wuguo whispered: "With such qualifications as Little Brother Forget Chen, he can at least achieve the Xuanyu Lingtai!" ”

Wuxin smiled and said: "The talent of the little junior brother of Forget Chen is a few points stronger than me, at least it is also an earth jade spirit platform, and even the heavenly jade spirit platform has a chance to be built." ”

He is the earth jade spirit platform, and the Zen enlightenment brother next to him is because of the construction of the jade spirit platform, only to become the Shaolin Temple Bodhi's personal disciple, the future successor of the Shaolin Temple, the future achievements are absolutely limitless, upgrade breakthrough is as simple as eating and drinking, as long as the water is good.

Zen Wu saw that Wuxin kept looking at himself, and said with a smile: "This day the Jade Spirit Platform is not good to build a foundation, I also accumulated three years back then, before I polished my heart and mellowed my heart, and I practiced hard for so long, so that I could abandon distracting thoughts, preach the Tao Spirit Platform, and gain a little from hard work!" ”

The Lingtai is divided into four classes, the second class is known as the Topaz Lingtai, the foundation is simple, if the talent is not good, this life can only stop at the Lingtai realm, the help of the Topaz Lingtai in the later stage is too small, it can be said that it has no effect.

The next level is known as the Xuanyu Lingtai, the Xuanyu Lingtai is much better than the Topaz Lingtai, because the plasticity of the Xuanyu Lingtai is much stronger than the Topaz Lingtai, and there is room for upward improvement, as for the Earth Jade Lingtai and the Tianyu Lingtai are even stronger, needless to say.

The little Lingjue divine consciousness wandered in the depths of his mind, the Buddha chanted, and the little Lingjue at this moment, like the Buddha coming into the world, a body of Buddhism, vast and boundless, and the endless Buddha light directly spread in his body and changed suddenly, making it look solemn at this moment.

Xiao Lingjue saw that the former Buddha country had reappeared, and the heavens were full of gods and Buddhas flying, but it was this scene that made him feel a sense of fear in his heart. It is as if what I see is an illusion at all, a kind of illusion that does not exist at all.

Even, even in the heart of the spiritual sense, there is a sense of pathos, as if in the dark, the death of something reappears in front of me, that desolation, that kind of remembrance, that kind of helplessness......

It was full of his heart for a moment, as if everything he saw in front of him was telling a piece of sadness.

Xiao Lingjue chuckled: "Is this Buddha country again?" Master, today's apprentice will go through this by himself, what is the fear of the ghost? ”

Xiao Lingjue walked towards the Buddha country step by step, and once felt that this Buddha country was like kraft candy, no matter how he could shake it off, but now, Xiao Lingjue has looked down.

"The heart is like Bodhi, and you can be peaceful!"

Xiao Lingjue calmly looked at the Buddha Kingdom, sat on the ground, and the salient beings in front of him, the gods and Buddhas, and the heavenly arhats, appeared in front of him as if they were real people.

But he remained unmoved, and his heart told him not to pay attention to it, just leave it alone!

Spiritual consciousness had an epiphany, and he muttered in his mouth: "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom is walking in the deep Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty,

Survive all suffering. Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color......"

This Buddha kingdom did not last long, perhaps because this little monk had an amazing heart, and he was not frightened again by this once feared thing, so this illusion changed again.

Xiao Lingjue's surrounding scene changed again, and suddenly appeared in front of her, only to see a woman, this person was well-dressed, painted with light makeup, melon seed face, a pair of long legs stepped on the brisk walk, the spring breeze blew her hair, but could not stop her grace. This is indeed a beautiful woman, with a bit of maturity in temperament, and a little bewitching, but looking at her face and figure, she is indeed a beautiful woman.

How can there be such a woman in the world, beautiful and incomprehensible.

The woman's demeanor was very charming, and she tempted with a weak and boneless voice: "Little master, do you think people are beautiful?" ”

Xiao Lingjue smiled, the smile was very pure, and it was also very pure, did he actually use the beauty pass on himself? It's a pity that his heart is like Bodhi, and he is a weak-crowned young man, how can he be interested in these things?

Xiao Lingjue didn't answer the woman's question, but muttered lightly: "The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror, always diligent, don't make dust, master, Lingjue will definitely work hard." ”

The woman was not reconciled, and rushed over to hug Xiao Lingjue, Xiao Lingjue could even feel the faint fragrance of flowers on her body, and her pair of wonderful places were behind Xiao Lingjue.

"What now? Little master! Am I fragrant? ”

Xiao Lingjue was still silent, looking at the female benefactor with pure eyes, and his expression was calm.

The woman said inch by inch: "Little master, it seems that you haven't let go yet, otherwise how would you allow me to hold you?" Hehe, why don't you be vulgar, enjoy the beauty of this world with me! ”

Xiao Lingjue shook his head and said: "It's you who haven't let go, not the poor monk, in the eyes of the poor monk, all beings are equal, the poor monk can accept the closeness of the birds, how can he refuse the donor?" Although the donor has a peerless appearance, he is just a pink skeleton in the hearts of the poor monks, and after a hundred years, it is just a glass of loess ......"

As soon as Xiao Lingjue's words fell, the woman let go of the little monk and retreated to the side, only to see that her face was aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally slowly turned into an old woman, and finally turned into dry bones and dissipated in this world.

"Amitabha, the red dust is rolling, it is easy to enter the world and difficult to be born, if you can stick to your heart, you can preach, even if you have a peerless face, after all, it is just a stinky skin, what is the use? What's the use? ”

Xiao Lingjue sat on the ground and muttered to himself, as if he was asking others, and as if he was asking himself, but he didn't know that when he passed the level of love tribulation, the third layer of the Seven Sins Linglong Pagoda in his body had been slowly opened, and the soul of the old monk who was sleeping in the little monk's body moved slightly, and then fell into a deep sleep again.