Chapter 8: Buddha's Fate

In fact, what she wanted to say more was that she never thought that there was anything more miserable than her in this world, but in view of Praruo's expression at the moment, she didn't dare to say it. If it's a careless, it's not good to make Sister Praruo's heart sad.

Qi Huai stretched out his hand and shook Praruo's arm, and said with a smile: "Sister Praruo, take me to find the second brother, I don't know anyone in this spiritual mountain, so I'm afraid that one will accidentally offend these great gods and immortals." ”

Praruo came back to his senses and smiled when he heard Qihuai's words, no wonder he apologized just by bumping her just now, "The Buddha has held lectures again for tens of thousands of years, and the people invited are all highly respected, pure and kind people, and they are related to my Buddha. ”

Praruo smiled and said to Qihuai, "If it weren't for fate, that door wouldn't be able to enter!" As he spoke, he pointed ahead.

Looking along, Qi Huai saw that the pavilion not far away was towering above the clouds, and it was even more golden, and he blinked his eyes: "Sister Panruo, where is this?" Why do you put on such a glittering cover? Could it be that there are a lot of treasures in it? ”

"Ahem...... Qihuai, that's not the golden light, but the Buddha's light! Looking at Qihuai's glowing eyes, she felt that in this girl's eyes, it seemed that what was shining was a baby.

"Oh, it turned out to be the Buddha's light. Hehe, hehe......" Qihuai laughed in his heart.

Xiaoxian is very embarrassed! It's really embarrassing!

In front of the golden light mask, Qi Huai saw that all the gods and immortals had tidied up their appearances, closed their eyes and recuperated before entering, Qi Huai stopped and looked at these people carefully.

"What's wrong?" Prajna asked.

"Sister Praruo, I haven't done those things of the great gods and immortals?" Qi Huai's heart retreated, what if he couldn't get into this golden light mask.

Prajna chuckled: "Qihuai, you can be regarded as born in the western sky, washing yourself with the light of the Buddha every day, perching on the Bodhi, you have already been exposed to the light of the Buddha, why do you need that!" ”

Praruo pulled Qi Huai and walked in, Qi Huai didn't believe it, squinted his eyes, afraid of being burned by this golden light cover.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any pain, so he opened his eyes and found that he was standing in front of the main hall: "It's really fine!" Sister Praruo, you are really amazing! ”

"It's because you are a Buddha, and it has nothing to do with me." Praruo helped Qihuai cut her hair, "Let's go!" Senior brother is inside. ”

The name of the West Tianling Mountain is worthy of its name, the luxurious atmosphere is like the palace of the Nine Heavens is the Great Lei Yin Temple, the witty atmosphere, the hall is surrounded by lotus platforms, the station of sitting and sitting, there are thousands of postures, each has its own characteristics.

"Wow, I'm not dreaming!" Qihuai opened his mouth wide, surprised, this rumored great god and great immortal Buddha are all here, especially the rumored ancestors, Bodhisattvas, they are really strange people.

The Buddha never stopped preaching, and today he just allowed everyone to observe and listen to the Buddha.

Qi Huai looked around and heard someone ask: "Buddha, the disciple is dull, you can ask for a solution." ”

She was wondering who this person was, and Prajna had already told her that this person was the official of the heavenly realm, and he had repeatedly come to worship the Buddha, and Qihuai suddenly realized.

The Buddha asked what the solution was, and Si Yin said, "The disciple seeks the avenue, and the red face encountered in the catastrophe is a dream or a reality?" ”

The Buddha sat still, and the voice of charity was like a bell, word by word: "Color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is empty, emptiness is color, and it is the same when you want to know it." All of them are fate. ”

"Yes, the disciple will follow the teachings." Si Yin Shangxian responded.

Qihuai didn't understand a little, what kind of empty color, trouble! As she muttered, if she couldn't hear clearly, she asked her what she was muttering.

She immediately shook her head, and if she asked again, Qihuai told her.