One day in the cave, it has been a thousand years in the world, and I don't know how long it has been since I sat and cultivated here, but in the passage of time, that layer of gold has completely covered his body.

The immovable Jizo, like a big Buddha carved out of gold, sat quietly on the ground, only the chest that rose and fell with his breath could still prove that he was still alive.

A wave suddenly flashed in the space, as if it was a faint wave stirred up by a dead leaf falling on the surface of the water, and disappeared into the infinite space in an instant.

Suddenly, behind Jizo, a small spatial vortex emerged, and a pearl-like object came out, causing several waves in this space in an instant.

As soon as the pearl was drilled out, there was a low chanting sound quietly sounding in the heavens and the earth, although it was extremely gentle, but faintly, there seemed to be rumbling thunder hidden in the sound, shocking the four directions.

Gentle and majestic, these two very different words are almost perfectly unified in this pearl.

Behind the ground, in the ruins, cold wind shuttled between the buildings, and the air currents blew out of the hollow buildings, with a slight whimpering sound.

Inside the ruins, it was extremely cold, as if there were countless souls wandering in it, and the sound of chanting slowly spread, with a trace of warmth to dispel all the coldness around it little by little.

When the two words are looked at separately, they are just commonplace, but when they are combined, they will make people think of the treasure that was pinched in the hands of the Jizo King Bodhisattva, the Mani Bead.

If the tin staff symbolizes the great mana of the king of Jizo to subdue demons and monsters, then this pearl is the great mercy that he swore to cross the netherworld.

Jizo stretched out his hand and pinched it slightly in the air, and a tin staff emerged from his hand, and with a wave of the tin staff, a scream suddenly sounded in the ruins behind him.

A golden tin opens the gates of hell.

Holding a tin staff and a pearl floating behind him, for a moment, the golden and red sunlight sprinkled from the sky and fell on Jizo's body, like a robe draped over his body.

In the midst of hell, the Netherworld Master, the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth.

Jizo's closed eyes slowly opened, revealing those glittering golden eyes, with a little compassion in their pupils, looking at everything in front of them.

"Amitabha"

A low chant of Buddha came out of Jizo's mouth, and the next moment, a golden light rose from his body, and a golden figure could be seen faintly holding a wishful bead, opening his mouth to tell the Dharma to the ghost who was surging like a tide.

The sound of the Dharma lecture continued, and as the Jizo Phantom spoke, a misty golden light diffused out of the sky, covering the golden body, and in the blink of an eye, it shattered into a cloud of golden light mist, shrouding the heavenly Dharma.

The golden mist seemed to be the immeasurable light behind the Buddha, a symbol of the supreme great mana, faintly, as if there were five hundred aro looming.

Suddenly, the golden mist converged, and it actually condensed into mysterious Sanskrit characters that shone with golden light, exactly 5,130 words.

As soon as the character appeared, the space suddenly solidified, and even the flow of air became extremely slow, as if the flowing water had turned into a semi-solidified milk.

Legend has it that there was once a saint who could seal Wanyu by writing down a single word when facing the enemy, and now these thousands of golden words do not have the power of the holy text, but they can also freeze the space.

This is the so-called, the pressure of culture through the ages.

But looking at that character, it seems that there is nothing extraordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that in each character, there is a bodhisattva sitting upright, and the posture of the bodhisattva in each character is different, and the 5,130 characters are 5,130 bodhisattvas, each of which is a dharma body of the king of Jizo. Buddha can incarnate tens of millions.

The characters lined up in a long column like the return of the milk swallow, surging towards the golden pillar of optimus, landing on the pillar, and turning into inscriptions.

The inscriptions seem to have the divine power from the Buddha's door, and when the last inscription falls on the golden pillar, there is a sound of Zen chanting coming out of the rod body, is it not the 5,130 Dharma body of the Jizo Shengfo chanting?

What's even more mysterious is that these inscriptions, arranged in a certain order, form a scripture, and if someone who is proficient in Sanskrit is here, even if they only sweep the first few lines out of the corner of their eyes, they will be extremely surprised.

This is not the Diamond Sutra. As the so-called King Kong suppresses evil, great compassion crosses the soul, this Diamond Sutra is the supreme scripture that truly has the power of subduing demons.

The so-called King Kong, eternal and immortal, is immortal, and is a great mana and great power.

The tin staff in Jizo Sheng's hand could have exerted infinite power, and its power could tear the heavens apart, but under the blessing of this Diamond Sutra, a wave of compassion emerged strangely.

The mouth of the Jizo Buddha opened slightly, and a loud shout that shook the earth slowly spit out from his mouth: "Dawei Tianlong, the world-honored Jizo, Prajna Buddhas, Prajna Ba Ma Kong." ”

I saw that the tin staff trembled slightly, and it directly turned into a golden light and rushed into the sky, hovering in the air, becoming a golden dragon.

The golden dragon lowered his head, looked at Jizo under him, opened his mouth suddenly, and spit out a golden flame, the flame was extremely hot, and there were faint bursts of chanting in it, and the flames wrapped Jizo's golden body in it, slowly scorching, and the brilliant body, even under the burning of the flames, was not stained with a trace of darkness.

Surrounded by the flames, the aura emanating from Jizo's body is getting stronger and stronger, and although the increase is small, one can still clearly feel that he is getting stronger.

The golden dragon shook its body and rushed directly into the sky, the Buddha light around the dragon's body condensed, and one golden lotus flower after another continued to bloom around it, sprinkling bursts of good fragrance.

"Come on." Jizo's gentle voice rang out, and the golden color trembled violently, turning into a tin staff in the sky, and slamming down in the air.

The tin staff was thousands of meters high, and it plunged straight into the sky, like Optimus Prime. Suddenly it collapsed, and a huge black shadow was projected from the tin staff, enveloping Jizo's entire person in it.

The tin staff was getting closer and closer, and there seemed to be a Buddha sitting cross-legged on the top of the staff, raising his palm and suppressing it, mixed with an irresistible momentum and smashing down, as if to crush Jizo into slag.

Rumble. The tin staff fell, smashed to the ground, and rose up a sky full of ashes, and a mighty breath slowly passed out of the ashes.