Outside the plug, the green space is boundless.

The Wheel Mountain is towering, and in the main hall, the Wheel King looks at the clouds, and at a certain moment slowly retracts his eyes, and a dark look appears on his face.

He never went to Wangquan Mountain, but his divine will borrowed his body to go and saw everything that happened on Wangquan Mountain.

He searched the heavens and the earth with his divine will, and he never discovered the qi of the king's power and Taoism.

He's really gone!

"He's finally gone."

The King of the Wheel seemed to be happy and melancholy.

The joy is that this great enemy who has suppressed him is finally leaving, and the sad thing is that he has not been able to fight with him after all.

"Master, why are you so happy and sad?"

Some monks saw his mood and couldn't help but ask.

"When a Taoist friend passes away, I am sad in my heart, and the Buddha country is coming, and I rejoice in my heart."

The king of the wheel pinched the Buddha beads, and the treasure was as solemn as the living Buddha.

His way is different from Pang Wanyang, different from Mu Qingfeng, and different from the moon worshipping real person, his way is not in the sky, but in all sentient beings.

All sentient beings enter the Buddha realm, and this path is completed.

Before Jiazi, he wanted to raise swords on the earth, and wanted chaos in the kingdoms, but he met An Qisheng, who was born out of nowhere, and had to stop fighting.

He knew very well in his heart that the royal power was different from Pang Wanyang, who was only in the way of heaven, and once he acted, he would be counterattacked.

At first, he was not afraid, because he was sitting in the vastness, the power of a country, and the spirit of the people were all in his body, and if he was an enemy, he was an enemy of the thousands of miles of grassland, even if Pang Wanyang was in the past, he could not threaten him on the grassland.

But the king's Taoist is different.......

"The kingdom of Buddha is coming?"

"Is the Buddha enemy finally gone?"

"My Buddha is compassionate, my Buddha is compassionate!"

Many monks in the hall are chanting the Buddha's name, crying with joy.

No one doubts whether the Wheel King is wrong, just as the people of the royal power will not doubt An Qisheng.

"Guru! Do you need to summon the king to come to the audience? ”、

A monk bowed slightly.

His name is Dorjee, and he is the language of Dafeng, which is King Kong, the great disciple under the wheel throne, the body of the divine vein, and the protector of the wheel temple.

His people are thin and short, and their bodies are sallow, but they are not unhealthy in the slightest, on the contrary, as the name suggests, as if they were made of diamonds.

His voice was also like the collision of gold and iron, sonorous.

"A jiazi has passed, and tens of millions of soldiers and believers in my wolf country have been longing for this day for many years."

An old monk put one palm on his chest and sighed slightly.

His name is talented, and his meaning is longevity.

In fact, he is the longest-lived person in the Wheel Temple, the uncle of the Wheel King, and has lived for two hundred years.

"Good, good."

The rest of the monks also clasped their hands together and smiled.

The royal power of the Taoist people is overwhelmed by the world, and it is not only the gate valve of Dafeng that is breathless, but also the rivers and lakes, and the countries have been suppressed for a long time.

"Amitabha."

When the monks in the main hall were talking to themselves, in the corner, a middle-aged monk chanted a Buddha name:

"Master, Dafeng already has the way of royal power, when we enter it, there will be waves, my Buddha is merciful, why do you want to kill like this?"

The middle-aged monk had compassion on his face.

When the rest of the monks heard this, they didn't think so, but many monks seemed to be very afraid of this person and did not refute it.

"In the past, the wolf country was in constant war, and the various tribes were in danger, why are they united now and there will be no more wars?"

Only then did the old monk shake his head slightly and said:

"People have infinite desires, desires give birth to endless suffering and troubles, Buddha, but there is no need for all this, the king rules the world, how can it be like a Buddha crossing the world?"

"My Buddha is merciful, how can I see the world raising swords?"

The middle-aged monk sighed:

"The Buddha crosses the world, but we are not Buddhas."

The other monks immediately changed color and retorted one after another, until they saw the Wheel King's eyes drooping, and they did not speak.

"Lausanne!"

The Wheel King looked at the middle-aged monk and said slowly:

"The world suffers a lot, only the Buddha survives the world, the disaster of the world's swords, the suffering and fate of the world, should be borne by this seat."

"Guru has mercy! My Buddha is compassionate! ”

All the monks clasped their palms together and looked in reverence.

Lausanne bowed slightly and said no more.

"You can't afford to carry ......."

Suddenly, a soft sigh echoed through the hall.

The sigh was extremely gentle, echoing as it muffled the entire hall.

The crowd changed color in unison, looking around, but they couldn't see where the person who spoke was located, and the countless monks and serfs outside the main hall were still doing their own things as if they hadn't heard this sigh.

"This, this ......."

Only then did the old monk's face change, and ripples rose sharply in his heart.

This voice, sounding from the heart, is not using the void as a medium.

His people are still thousands of miles away.

This is the real Thousands of Miles Transmission, in this world, there is only one person who can do this.

The world's first king, Taoist.

He's coming?!

Click~

The Buddha beads in the palm of the wheel king no longer rotated, and the wheel behind his head slowly rose like a sun wheel, swaying in the light, his hands were folded, and he looked into the distance:

"It turns out that you haven't left ....... yet"

In the light of his eyes, the qi was circulating, and the light and shadow were outlined, as if he was following an inexplicable qi machine and saw the prairie thousands of miles away.

The cloudless sky is above, and the boundless grassland is below.

In the vast world, an old figure in white clothes and white hair slowly walked from afar.

At the same time as the Wheel King looked out, the white-clothed figure slowly raised his head, and his faint eyes seemed to see the Wheel King thousands of miles away, on the throne of the main hall.

The Wheel King sits on the Wheel Mountain, and its mind is infinitely tall, as if it is mixed with the boundless earth qi, towering like a god and Buddha in the world.

"You shouldn't have come."

Seeing An Qisheng's current state, the Wheel King's eyes rippled, and he sighed slightly:

"I am invincible, and I should not bury ....... in the hands of poor monks"

He has been doing it on the Wheel Mountain for a hundred years, and the entire Wheel Mountain is his dojo, and the boundless prairie is his Buddha country.

In his current state, how can he be his opponent here?

"It's a great world, if you don't take a closer look before leaving, how can you give it up?"

An Qisheng's eyes were as dull as his words.

His body is old and unbearable, and his spirit has long been condensed in the sword of royal power, at this time, like a mortal body, his breath will not be stronger than the grass and trees beside the road, and the sand and stones on the ground.

The human heart is weak by nature, and it is strong because of all external appearances, strength, martial arts, physique, power, and wealth.

The decider of martial arts, swallows the world, rampant everything, has a firm will, is rich in the world, money can be channeled, any occasion is the attention of the public, the heart is strong, the power is in hand, once the order is thousands of miles of vegetarian, thousands of miles of mourning, the same has the will to kill and take away.

However, what about losing some?

And how many people can be mentally strong and not inferior before?

The state of mind is reversed.

At this time, An Qisheng's state of mind will not be reversed, and any encounter or anything will have any impact on his mind.

Thousands of miles apart, the two have a heart-to-heart relationship.

Feeling An Qisheng's intentions, the Wheel King's eyes rippled deeply.

At this moment, he had the illusion that this old Taoist priest who had lost everything was even more powerful.

Standing between heaven and earth, like a bodhisattva, a Buddha.

"The human heart is in danger, the Taoist heart is subtle, but the essence is the only one, and it is allowed to cling to it. The invincibility of a person is not in the physique, not in the martial arts, but in the heart! ”

Anqisheng's eyes were indifferent:

"If you can't see through this, it will be difficult to become a permanent resident of the Great Realm!"

"The Great Realm is resident! You don't know the Dharma, but you can achieve it? ”

The Wheel King's face was finally moved.

In the Ferris Wheel Method, there are six realms of 'seeing people', 'seeing me', 'seeing sentient beings', 'seeing heaven and earth', 'I pass through heaven and earth', and 'the great realm is resident'.

However, even though he had practiced for a hundred years, had seen sentient beings, had attained heaven and earth, surpassed all his predecessors, and even the founder of the Wheel Turning Method, he still could not peek into the supreme realm where the Great Realm resided.

This kingly Taoist, could it be cultivated?

"All the ways are connected, there is no difference between Buddhism and Taoism and Confucianism, only by implementing one's own mind can one achieve great freedom!"

An Qisheng slowly raised his eyebrows:

"A certain sage called it, the unity of knowledge and action!"

"Freedom?"

The Wheel King's eyes were condensed.

These four words are plain, but they seem to be able to see their own life.

I want to open a Buddha country in the world, why not the unity of knowledge and action?

Airplanes~

As soon as he closed his palms, the light wheel behind his head shone brightly, shining like the sun on the entire Wheel Mountain, piercing through dozens of miles of clouds.

Between the light and shadow, there seems to be the shadow of a big Buddha between heaven and earth!

The big Buddha sits on the top of the mountain, its body is like a mountain, its Buddha head is towering into the clouds, majestic and endless, and the Buddha's light shines on the earth.

All of a sudden, in Zhuan Wheel Mountain, and even in the nearby tribes, and in the Golden Wolf Palace, countless believers knelt on the ground one after another, bowing and chanting with infinite piety.

"In this life, the poor monk only wishes that the world will return to the Buddha, Taoist friend, since you are already leaving, why stop me?"

The Wheel King emitted a grand Buddha sound, and its divine will was combined with the sky machine, falling like the hand of the sky, and it was omnipresent.

The sound of Buddha is everywhere, which has aroused more devout worship from countless believers.

"Spiritual cultivation has reached this point, and the great skyscraper will kneel in front of you in the world, which is worthy of the unprecedented pride of heaven on the prairie......."

An Qisheng looked at the sea of clouds and couldn't help nodding:

"Unfortunately, the more this is the case, the more you will not be able to survive......."

Pang Wanyang, Mu Qingfeng, Wheel King, Han Weigong and other characters are all the best in the world, and the soldiers may be able to defeat them, but their simple intentions and talents may not be as good as them.

Compared with Pang Wanyang, the Wheel King seems to be a little inferior.

But being able to integrate a country and integrate politics and religion is more thorough than the Pope of Chiyun Country, and he is a real figure of the world.

The royal power is not deep, Jiang Tingting and others have not been able to grow up, even if they can win with the sword of royal power, the world will inevitably be full of swords, and all the hard work will be in vain.

Although he wants to leave, he will not leave a mess, and he is called a disciple of experience.

Because all beings in the world have trained disciples, his face is not so big.

"So ......"

Between the sea of clouds, the Buddha's head hung down and sighed:

"Where is the great realm of Daoyou?"

"Where my heart is, where my body is, even if it is the dojo, it is the Buddha country, that is, the cave heaven, that is, the blessed land......."

An Qisheng slowly stretched out his palm.

Airplanes~

As An Qisheng slowly raised his hand, an indescribable faint humming sound resounded through the Wheel Mountain.

Countless people who have a very high level of mental cultivation have felt something in their hearts, and great fear has arisen in their hearts, but they have ordinary mental cultivation, but they are not aware of it.

"Huh?!"

And the Wheel King, who has cultivated his mind to an extremely high level, feels unprecedentedly huge!

Immersive!

At this moment, everything An Qisheng felt befell him!

The blood qi falls, the true qi disappears, the qi veins are sluggish, the muscles and bones are soft, and the spirit falls........

It seems that in just an instant, he has been cut off everything and has become a complete mortal!

Terror!

Great Terror!

In the world, the most terrifying thing is not that it is unattainable, but that it is gained and lost!

A prince has been reduced to a beggar, the world has become a waste, and the rich have been reduced to grabbing food with dogs!

This is the most terrifying thing in the world!

The Wheel King's mental cultivation is strong, and the moment fear appears, he has been killed.

He knew that all this was a fantasy, and that nothing was true, but if his state of mind was broken, all this would become true!

The clash of hearts is so dangerous!

"Ah!

Full!

Declivity!

Buddha! ”

The wheel king recites the Buddha's horn for a long time, and between the rotation of the light wheel behind his head, there seems to be a golden lotus blooming, and the sound of Buddha's sound and chanting is a great work.

Faintly, there seemed to be a monk, arhat, and bodhisattva appearing around him.

The sea of clouds seems to have become a Buddha country!

Outside the Wheel Mountain, countless believers who are deeply rooted in the divine power of the Wheel King, serfs worship it and kowtow.

Suddenly, the shadows in the sea of clouds flowed, as if there were huge pillars reaching through the sky and the earth, running through the sea of clouds and the sky, covering the land of the Buddha and the country of the Buddha.

A flat voice overshadowed the Buddha's chanting in the sky:

"Come!"

Countless believers were shocked, the huge pillars were clearly fingers, and the one that covered the Buddha's soil and pinched the Buddha was an infinite palm!

Rumble!

It seems that tens of thousands of thunderbolts exploded at the same time, the five fingers were pinched, and everything disappeared.

Countless people looked up at the sky, only to feel that the sky and the earth were empty, the sea of clouds was still there, the breeze was slow, where was there any Buddha country, giant palms, everything seemed to be just illusory.

It's as if nothing had happened!

For a time, countless people were in a trance, not knowing whether it was true or false.

"Guru!"

"Guru!"

In the Wheel Hall, the golden light around the Wheel King disappeared, and the light wheel behind his head was eclipsed and fell to the ground, and many monks were shocked and exclaimed in grief.

"Amitabha."

In the midst of a sound of grief, the Wheel King reluctantly opened his eyes, and pointed his dry fingers at Lausanne in the corner:

"Before I return, you will hold the wheel seal and be the king of the wheel......."

Before he could finish his sentence, he closed his eyes, and his breath and golden light fell to the bottom of the valley, as if he had disappeared.

Whew~

On the prairie, An Qisheng slowly shook his palms, and there seemed to be Taoist Zen chanting between his fingers.

Where my heart is, even if it is a dojo, the dojo can be a finger, it can be an internal organ, it can be anywhere, it doesn't have to be a mountain, a river, a river.

He folded his hands behind his back, and slowly disappeared at the end of the horizon:

"Color is emptiness, emptiness is color, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color......."

What is matter and what is space?

Human beings live in the world, heaven and earth are space, and there are still countless microorganisms living in the human body.

All things are interdependent, just as there is yang in yin and yin in yang.

Space is empty, matter is color, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, true and false, empty and color, and so on.

The Wheel King still cares about a mountain and a place, a country and a family.

And he doesn't even care about heaven and earth.

........

Thirty-three months is not a long time.

For many people, it is not enough to even go out of one state, but for some people, it is enough to travel all over the country and overseas countries.

Golden Wolf Country, he talked with the Wheel King, Great Yan Country, he played against the monarch and national teacher, and in the Red Cloud Country, he sat with the Pope and drank tea and talked about the world........

Hailou country, Dingguo, all countries, the desert is boundless, and the endless sea is ....... and other places, all of which have left his footprints.

Jiang Tingting, Zhang Haohao, Yan Kaiyu, Liu Ming and even the disciples of Wang Quan Dao in the past dynasties are looking for An Qisheng's whereabouts.

It's a pity that there is nothing to gain after all, and the whereabouts of An Qisheng can no longer be found.

Time is like an arrow, time is like a shuttle, ten years, twenty years, one hundred years, five hundred years, one thousand years, three thousand years........

Three thousand years, in a flash, have passed.

In all dynasties, there are people who say conclusively that they have met the legendary kings and Taoists, but it is a pity, and most of them are rumors, but even so, every time there is news of kings and Taoists, the world will still surge, attracting countless people to look for it.

In the past three thousand years, with the spread of 'Lingmi' and some exercises spread by the royal power, the martial arts of the rivers and lakes have changed from generation to generation, and countless heroes have emerged in an endless stream, and the new people are better than the old ones.

The Eight Princely Swords have become the target pursued by countless martial arts people in the world, and every 100 years, the Eight Princely Swords will flow into the world, looking for the most amazing and brilliant disciples, inheriting them, and deducing and perfecting the exercises.

Therefore, the royal power has always stood tall and has been in the world for 3,000 years.

In the past three thousand years, even though the sky is proud of the heroes one after another, and the dragons and snakes have risen to land, no one can be called the emperor.

Three thousand three hundred years later, in Daqing Kingdom, Yanhua Prefecture, a certain town in Jiannan Prefecture, the Tong family gave birth to a child named Zhengyang, and in the same year, in the palace of royal power, Xunjian buzzed.

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