"If you don't realize your true mind, how can you attain Vajra Bodhi?" His Holiness Mingda seemed to sigh and muttered as if unconsciously, but his feet did not stop. The few remaining people who didn't know how to break into the Zhuri Divine Mountain, two more people stepped forward and stopped King Mingda's footsteps, their intention was very obvious, that is, to protect the last person, even if they faced the courage of King Mingda's Vajra Demon Subduation, they were still unmoved.

Venerable Venerable Mingda snorted coldly, his tantric initiate, both in skill and realm, has reached a point where it is difficult to speak, but his authentic identity is still the Dharma King after all, and the duty of apologetic and opening the hidden door has already penetrated into his bone marrow.

"Puff" twice, King Mingda's mouth spit out two secret spells, clumsy fire start, in the state of the great power, the two of them in a moment, the face of the gray, a breeze blowing, the clothes and hair on the two of them, all turned into smoke and dust, but the cultivation of these two people seems to be higher, although the vitality is cut off, but the flesh still exists. However, seeing this scene, the person behind him still lowered his eyes lightly, as if he and the others rushed to the Zhuri Divine Mountain to get liberation from the hands of King Mingda.

At this moment, His Holiness Mingda seemed to sense something suddenly, his brows furrowed, and his eyes flashed. At the same moment, the last person suddenly smiled strangely, his eyes were wide open, and a series of strange-sounding syllables came out of his mouth, but they seemed to have some kind of regular syllables, like verses, like secret spells, more like a scripture.

His Holiness Mingda's expression was visibly stunned, and then his eyes were confused, and many memories that had been sealed for a long time or deliberately forgotten appeared. Flashes of fragments. Although he is the Dharma King, he is not actually a descendant of a certain sect of Esoteric Buddhism, but a fruit position determined by clumsy fire. But the clumsy fire has long been popularized in the plateau, just like the Hongquan in the martial arts school, no matter how advanced the practice is, if there is no formal inheritance ceremony, no one will be an authentic Shaolin descendant.

Therefore, only then can His Holiness attain tantric initiation and attain the realm of the Dharma King, and the realm of the Dharma King can be attained through cultivation. But the true Dharma King needs to be passed on, and the duty of apologetics and the opening of the hidden door are missions, and they are not something that can be obtained by personal penance. In fact. His name as the Dharma King comes from the honorific title given to him by the people of the Plateau Esoteric Sect after he failed to open the hidden hidden gate.

But after all, he was the first person in thousands of years to try to open the hidden door, and the reason for the failure is difficult to figure out. But since he dared to march. That is to have a comprehension, so although he failed, he is still the only legend in the Esoteric Sect on the plateau. No one accused him of anything, but Venerable Mingda himself knew that he, the Dharma King, had to keep a low profile, and what he had practiced over the years was actually "forgetting Zen" and that the clumsy fire was just supernatural powers, and had nothing to do with wisdom.

"The heart is dead and it is called forgetting ......" Venerable King Mingda sighed, his realm of forgetting Zen was still a little short of fire after all. He had never achieved true mental death, and the Hidden Door was a level he had to face thoroughly on his way to cultivation in this life and the next. So even if he is outside his body at the moment, he is still hiding the door, which is also the reason why his mind is lost, will Zhuri Divine Mountain be his final destination?

The eyes of King Mingda were confused again, "forgetting Zen" is neither tantric nor sutra, the so-called death of the heart is called forgetting, but it is his own enlightenment of the mind, many years ago, he opened the hidden door can not, that is the demon that plagues his life, so he chose to forget, but still can't forget, so that he was taken away when he was rainbow.

His Holiness opened his lips lightly and spit out a word, the syllables of which were difficult to read, but the chanting of the man opposite him suddenly stopped, and in the blue flames, the man gradually turned into nothingness, and at this moment, the Venerable King suddenly looked up.

The peak of the Zhuri Divine Mountain is located, and there are two people sitting in the night, both of whom are silent, and under the starlight, it is faintly visible that there are water streaks on the body of the person on the left who seem to be flowing against each other, and the air seems to be filled with an inexplicable atmosphere. At the right is a lama who is too old to tell his age, his eyes slightly closed, a mysterious smile rising at the corners of his mouth, and a divine light wafting between his eyebrows.

"Guru Zan Ao, you are becoming more and more profound in your illusion achievements." The person on the left suddenly laughed, and the whole person seemed to relax suddenly, "Guru Zhenzan, this is probably not the realm of the Great Perfection, right?" ”

"Where does life come from?" The old lama, who was called the Guru of Offering Praise, opened his eyes slightly, "If we attain perfection, there will be no universe and no universe, if we attain perfection, you and I will not be here, if we attain perfection, there will be no disputes on the plateau, if we achieve perfection......

The man on the left couldn't help but smile, "If it's consummated?" That being the case, why did Nyingma still regard Dzogchen as the highest state? He was also almost old, and although he was sitting upright, he was full of an aura that was about to explode, and like a lion, as if he could strike at any moment, and his whole body exuded a danger signal.

"It is precisely because of this that this world needs the state of Great Perfection even more." Guru Zan also smiled, "There are sufferings, joys and sorrows, birth, old age, sickness and death in the world, and this is the state of Great Perfection, what the human heart wants, what the human heart needs, this is the perfection, please guess the elder, isn't this what you want?" “

Elder Baichai was silent for a while, and then sighed, "Master Confession, I have to say that your comprehension of the Great Perfection realm has long exceeded my cognition, I always thought that the Great Perfection Method is the supreme secret method of the Nyingma sect of the Red Sect, but I never thought that Master Confession had another understanding from outside the supernatural powers, and several of them easily went up to the Zhuri Sacred Mountain, and met with King Mingda to praise the Master, all this is your arrangement, right?" ”

The Guru sighed, "Elder Baichai, if you can't do it, there will be no consummation, the key to the opening of the thirteen hidden doors lies in King Mingda, but after he failed to open it in his early years, he switched to the Forgetting Zen Method, but fortunately he didn't really forget it, so the opening of the hidden door still depends on King Mingda, since Elder Baichai is willing to sacrifice......" He suddenly paused, his eyebrows furrowed, "Elder Baichai, King Mingda has already discovered me, how long will it take for your people?" ”

Bai Chai's brows were also furrowed, "There are several groups of people under my seat who are guiding Venerable Mingda, but there is no guarantee that Venerable Venerable Mingda will be able to comprehend the blossoming ...... red and white flowers from this."

Turning a corner, the darkness suddenly came, the lights and candles on the other side of the slope suddenly became distant, the seemingly unchanged footsteps of the Venerable King Mingda paused slightly, the breath coming from the darkness was extremely strange, but the bloody gloom was somehow filled with a sense of sacred solemnity or holiness, as if inadvertently, the Venerable King Mingda let out a low sigh.

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