Text Text_Chapter 868 Relics gather

Now the top priority is how to get out of here just now looking at wei chi fengyu s expression he didn t seem to understand this mysterious space wang hao couldn t help but wonder x

Before, he thought too much, anyone could walk into the inner door, and they would not be randomly dropped into the space of the formation, just outside, the fight between him and Yu Chi Fengyu was too intense, so he forced the space array to open and sucked them in.

Just when Wang Hao was thinking, the relics in the system shook, and there was no calm just now, although it was not like excitement, but there was also a sense of excitement that could not be suppressed.

Anyway, there was no one here, so he took the three relics out of the system and spread them out on the palm of his hand.

The three relics shine with a holy light, and there is a lot of coercion in the light, but it is very peaceful, compassionate, and that is the majesty that belongs to the Buddha

Wang Hao is very sure that why the relics are suddenly like this may have something to do with this mysterious space

Wang Hao took a few steps forward with the three relics, but in fact, it couldn't be forward, because every place here was exactly the same, and there was no change in scenery.

In this way, he remembered a place, in the Valley of Incense, leading the demon hunters to kill into the void, and in the void is that everything is the same, except that here is light and peaceful, and in the void is darkness and despair.

Suddenly, three relics, from Wang Hao's hand, flew out on their own, divided into three directions, and in an instant, Wang Hao could no longer see their traces.

At this moment, Wang Hao was speechless, he didn't chase any one! It was better to wait here, he also believed in this word, if this relic went and did not return it, that is to say, he and the Buddha had no part.

Just hand it over to the people who have a part, go and gather these eighteen relics, fulfill the Buddha's last wish in the Incense Valley, and bury the Buddha's bones in it!

Thinking like this is not a kind of open-minded state of mind

Wang Hao's main thing now is to walk out of this mysterious space, but he thinks that his formation attainment is not low, but he can't see any flaws in this space.

Even if he opened the golden pupil and observed carefully, he couldn't see any inscriptions, and his understanding of the formation stopped at the space array.

If he is trapped here, how will he become the king of the gods, and how will he fulfill Yili's last wish to protect the Dragon Realm when the Void invades in the future.

Wang Hao knew that he must not be trapped here, he wanted to go out, go out as soon as possible, since he couldn't find the formation inscription and break the formation with skill, then it would be better to attack it.

The sword of the true dragon flew out of Wang Hao's hand, and then one after another sword intent erupted, like a boundless and endless torrent, surging to all parts of the mysterious space.

The sword intent destroys all things, and also transforms all things, and soon, wisps of machine appeared in the peaceful but inorganic mysterious space, but this is not the result Wang Hao wants, this is not in the void, what he wants is to get out from here, not to transform this place into a vigorous space.

Just when Wang Hao was at a loss, he only heard a "boom", and this mysterious space shook.

The feeling of vibration came from all directions, but it did not make the machine created by Wang Hao disperse, but became more and more vigorous, what is going on.

Although it is not clear, Wang Hao is excited, there are changes, it is much stronger than a silence, even if it is developing in a direction that is unfavorable to Wang Hao, it may also allow Wang Hao to find a flaw in this mysterious space, so as to break this big array and leave from here.

Just when Wang Hao was waiting for the next change, the sound of "Om Mani Horn Mi Coaxing" came from all directions, which was the mantra of the six sons of Buddhism

The sound of Buddhism is in his ears, Wang Hao's heart is tight, this voice is majestic, easy to make people feel calm, and think far, but it is also a Buddhist mystery, confusing people's hearts, allowing people to wash away the fetters of the world and take refuge in Buddhism.

In the Incense Valley, Wang Hao has experienced this kind of Buddha sound baptism, but compared to here, it is not very strong, fortunately, it is only instinctively attacked with divine power, but his own divine power can indeed be used.

The sound of the Buddha came quickly, although it was peaceful, but Wang Hao had to use his whole body to resist the sound of the Buddha world.

"Three understandings of caution, Wukong, Wuneng, Wujing" Even if Wang Hao can resist, the sound of Buddha can still reach Wang Hao's ears, but Wang Hao does not want to accept the mystery of Buddhism, he has his own way.

He can be enlightened, but definitely not in this way

"Drink" Since the divine power cannot resist and keep the original heart, then attack it, and the sword of the true dragon flies back into Wang Hao's hands.

Wang Hao wields a sword, a tangible sword, chops all things, the sword turns into invisible, thousands of swords transform into all things, people and swords are one, I am a sword, the sword is me, and I do the way of a gentleman with the soldier's army

For a while, all the comprehension of the righteousness of the sword was used by Wang Hao in moves, competing with the Buddhist mystery.

Wang Hao's sword is the law, and the mystery of Buddhism is also the law, and it is ever-changing to be compassionate to God

There is no brilliant brilliance, and there are no fierce sparks, just like the law of kendo against the killing avenue, the collision of the most original sources is always the most simple

In an instant, the relics appeared in front of Wang Hao again, slowly flying from all directions.

I don't know if it was the three that Wang Hao had, and the other fifteen, eighteen relics gathered together and slowly drifted towards the direction where Wang Hao was.

Unexpectedly, the three relics flew away from Wang Hao together, in order to draw out the remaining fifteen relics, this is Wang Hao's Buddha, but also his adventure, since he entered the Incense Valley, it is destined to be this scene of him and the Buddha's relics.

If there is, why should he Wang Hao resist the mysteries of Buddhism, the righteousness of the sword is ten thousand laws, to a certain extent, it is also a kind of Buddhism, and he has accepted the righteousness of the sword of resistance, and what about accepting this Buddhist law.

In an instant, Wang Hao sat cross-legged in place, and the righteousness of the sword path quietly turned into smoke and dissipated around Wang Hao.

Eighteen relics hovered above Wang Hao's head, the golden light flashed, incomparably peaceful and holy

Even Wang Hao felt a warm breath, what is a Buddha

Even if a Buddha is a Buddha, a sand and a world, a flower and a Bodhi, all these are Buddhas.

Thousands of monks, grass and trees, as long as they have compassion in their hearts, they are Buddhas, regardless of their nature, regardless of race, and if they have a Buddha in their hearts, they can be Buddhas.

Since ancient times, the sage has ten lives, one life to the sky, one life to the earth, one life to die, one life to the country, seven repentances, Zhu pen records the soul, prosperous blinking, like dew and electricity, like wind and clouds, like all things, such as dream bubbles.

All the prosperity in the world will eventually come down to a grain of Ai, and those who break through everything will be Buddhas, and those who become in this state will be Buddhas.

The Buddha has compassion, the eight sufferings of the world, suffering, death, detachment, non-suffering, sickness and suffering, and those who are sad and sad are for the Buddha.

Thousands of spirits, in the red, feel the joys and sorrows of the world and see through the red, and have this thought in the heart, you can be a Buddha.

If you have a Buddha in your heart, you are a Buddha

Wang Hao has insight into the mystery of Buddhism, Mu opened his eyes, the Buddha is he, it is the Buddha, it is the Buddha, the flower is a Bodhi, a sand and a world, this mysterious space is an independent world.

That is, the world, that is a flower, a grain of sand, and he is in the world, that is, in a flower, on a grain of sand.

Even if there is a vast space, one end is only one step away from the other end, and it is only an instant, in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the space is already very small, and the side is in front of him, Wang Hao can touch the edge of this side of the world as long as he raises his hand.

The compassion of the Buddha is the machine of heaven and earth, not to kill, not to take life, although it cannot give all things and opportunities, but never take the lives of others.

Wang Hao was confused, whether it was really merciful if he didn't kill, whether the evil person could really be influenced by compassion, whether he could really wash away his bad karma.

"No, it is also mercy to put an end to the sins of the wicked. Wang Hao questioned the compassion of the Buddha, a question, in this empty space, but no one answered, the Buddha Emperor Shakti has long passed away, who can discuss the Buddha's path with him.

Since no one can talk about it, then let him confirm it himself, Wang Hao got up, and the righteousness of the sword path gushed out, and the boundless law of sword intent was ever-changing, and in an instant, it was diffused in this space.

Evolution chaos, the beginning of heaven and earth, the stars of the universe, mountains and rivers, grass and trees, and vitality, this is his Wang Hao's compassion, he wants to create such a world, there is no war, no killing, and a world that is extraordinarily peaceful.

"This kind of compassion is the compassion of the Buddha. Wang Hao said to himself, but he didn't expect that the eighteen relics would release strange light and fly in front of Wang Hao.

It was arranged in a human form, Buddha head relics, Buddha bone relics, Buddha finger relics eighteen Buddha relics, all of which were incarnated by the Buddha Shakti, and the human form composed of the eighteen relics was Shakti.

It's just that now although it is in the form of a human, it is not a human body, and the outline of the eighteen relics gradually formed, once again emitting a dazzling golden ray, and the Buddha Emperor Shakti reappeared in front of Wang Hao's eyes.

The mysterious space became different in an instant, as soon as Emperor Shakti came out of everything, it was quiet in an instant, as if he was the only one in this world, and even Wang Hao became small, but Wang Hao didn't care.

Looking at Emperor Shakti, although his gaze is peaceful, but also with a trace of majesty, this is the emperor that belongs to the God Emperor, even if he is not Emperor Shakti himself, there will be coercion, this is a law that belongs to him alone.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate. This was the first word spoken after the manifestation of the statue of the Emperor Shakti, a Buddha horn, like thunder.

Listening to the initiation is like an initiation, like a spring breeze, washing away the filth of eternity and the world, this is the compassion of Shakti, a path of cultivation, not killing a person, is to use this kind of compassion to influence.

Wang Hao thought that he did not have this kind of infectious power, which belonged to him Emperor Shakti alone, and it was cultivated by the compassion of not taking a person's life and not harming a single thing.

But Wang Hao will not be infected by his way of compassion, because Wang Hao already has his own understanding of the law, which is his own way, the way of creation.

It can be broad and magnificent, it can also be quiet and far-reaching, it can be grandiose, and it can also be calm without waves, this is the way of creation, the sword intent of all things, is the creation, is the avenue.

"My Buddha is compassionate, good, good" another Buddha horn sounded, and the Buddhist fan is really infectious.

Wang Hao listened to it all in his ears without hindrance, but he was not moved.