In the Heavenly Realm Spirit Mountain. In the immeasurable light of countless disciples of the Buddha who have attained enlightenment, one after another has practiced the Tao, and unimaginable Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the highest and highest levels sit in various postures. Some of them are in the realm of enlightenment, some are in the realm of contemplation, and some are delighted in the liberation of doubts and the progress of cultivation.

At the same time, in the spiritual mountain, there are constantly opening heavenly gates. After these heavenly gates were opened, one after another figures turned into Buddha light, entered the heavenly gates, and then went to the corners of this universe from the lower realm of the heavenly gates. There are also constantly Buddha lights, coming up from the gate of heaven and falling into the spiritual mountain. The entire vast spiritual mountain seems to be like a supreme holy realm for Buddhist disciples.

In fact, there are indeed countless Buddhist disciples here, and after practicing, with great wisdom, great perseverance, and great courage, they can reach the holy land of Buddhism. Buddhas, bodhisattvas, vajras, and arhats inhabit the Pure Land of Bliss. This universe, the Ganges sand number the world, the source of all Buddhas. At least for the vast majority of these Buddhist disciples, this is indeed the case.

In the depths of this spiritual mountain. Or maybe it's the highest point of this spiritual mountain. At the end of the overlapping dimensions and latitudes, there is a little Buddha light. This Buddha light seems to exist in this world, but it does not seem to exist in this world. He shone as if he belonged to the root of wisdom. There was a figure sitting in this light. This figure has a calm expression and closed eyes, but it is only his figure itself that seems to have seen all the roots, exhausted all the secrets, and reached the state of supreme enlightenment, knowing everything. Of course, for himself, it may not be like that.

This figure is none other than Huijue. After limiting the dimension, going to the outer world, and using the network of the outer world to create the image of the Buddha of Nan Wu Compassion, he finally returned to this universe and returned to the spiritual mountain. It's as if he just exists as an old monk. Because, having seen everything and knowing all the secrets, he has come to the end of everything. Everything, for him, no longer makes sense.

But for him, he knew everything, got everything, but it seemed that he didn't really get everything, or even do what he wanted to do in the first place. Find a way to purify all beings. When Huijue was still a novice, he thought about why the six realms were miserable all his life, and why the Buddha sat high on the spiritual mountain, but did not save the world. Instead, let the world be teased by fate. He suffered from birth, old age, sickness and death.

Now, he understood. It's not that the Buddha doesn't save the world, it's that the Buddha can't save everyone. Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and hatred, these are the original sins of all sentient beings. It is as if all beings are born sinful, and unless they do not exist, as long as they exist in this world, there must be sin. And these sinful karma will turn into karma and act again on these red sentient beings.

Just like a man, he is born sinful. And the birth, old age, sickness and death after his birth, as well as the twists and turns of fate, all these tragedies are not necessarily brought about by the sins he has now, but may also be the sins caused by his previous life, which have brought harm to others, and the cycle repeats itself, and finally falls on himself. All this seems to be sentient beings hurting themselves.

So is it not, only to let all living beings die, so that the world does not exist. Among the six realms, outside the six realms, all sentient beings, can they get the final outcome? Even in Huijue's heart, there is another thought, the end of the world, outside the outer world, what is it? Is the outer world just a thought or a story of others?!

He didn't understand. So he thinks, but it is precisely because he thinks that in the end, he falls into the stagnation of thinking. And billions of years have passed since Hui Jue fell into thought. For him, time, years, or calamity or something is no longer meaningless to him.

But finally, at some point, in the sea of wisdom, countless thoughts collided, and he finally got an answer. The answer to how to save all sentient beings is very simple, that is, to let all sentient beings fall into silence. Don't think, don't save, don't suffer. And what's outside the outside world? The outside outside is still the outside world. Outside the story, it's still a story.

So, is there an end? Maybe, maybe not. For human beings, the planet may be the vast world in which they live. And this universe is just a leaf. And the whole tree that gave birth to this leaf may just be a story created by someone else. And the creator of this story, the world he lives in, may be just a speck of dust. And beyond this speck of dust, there is a world. And this world, on the other hand, may be just a cell in the body of a living being. And this living form is also likely to survive in other people's stories.

In this way, one is wrapped in another, and there is no end to it. And perhaps, the way to save sentient beings is to reach all worlds, the initial point, and the end of that point. Let that point, don't start. Then maybe there won't be everything that happens, and there won't be the misery of the beings of the six realms.

From Huijue's mind, the moment he rose this year, his figure disappeared from the spiritual mountain, and he went to find the end of this world. He may or may not be able to find it. Perhaps in the process of his search for that point, he no longer exists in this world.

Of course, none of this matters anymore. For Huijue, he has only one obsession, he just reaches the end of everything. Perhaps, in the process, he will get out of one dream after another, he will walk out of one story after another, and cross one dimension after another. But there will always be a way to achieve it, maybe he can't reach it, and there will always be someone else who can achieve it.

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At the edge of the pit, Hui Jue looked at the deep pit on the ground, and finally he took a deep breath, and his figure fell down along the edge of the pit. In this deep pit, from the bottom of the deep pit, an incomparably terrifying aura is constantly emanating. The aura was ominous and permeating, as if it were the dead air emanating from a decaying old coffin, giving people the absurd illusion that it seemed as if there were countless cold insects crawling over the body.