Chapter 9: Becoming a Buddha
"Bang!"
He Shan flew out in a whirlwind, bumped into a meditation room, and kicked up a sky full of dust.
"Heh" Guangming sneered, seeing that He Shan was full of posture and looked like he was angry with King Ming, but the result was still so weak.
It has already attained the Dharma, and it only takes a few more days and resources to achieve the supreme state......
The expression on Guangming's face became more and more compassionate, and he said as he walked: "Senior brother, don't struggle, let's become a Buddha with me, shape the pure land of the world, and purify all sentient beings." ”
"Kara"
He Shan brushed aside the tiles on his body, the expression on his face was not sad or happy, and the blood on his forehead flowed, "Come again!" ”
In the fist and foot collision, He Shan was thrown out again and again by Guangming, and after a long time, Guangming gradually discovered the problem, its good junior brother Jingshan was not as weak as it looked, and the fundamental reason why it did not fight it for too long was the extremely corrosive 'Dharma breath' on its body.
"Damn fool." Guangming's eyes gradually became irritable, it slowly felt He Shan's slipperyness, no matter how it fought, it had no way to catch the other party, let alone degree, every time it was fighting, it was better to say that this mortal with rough martial arts was playing with him.
"It hurts." The muscles in He Shan's back spasmed, cold sweat trickled down his cheeks, the stinging pain of the back of his hands and calves being corroded, the pain caused by falling again and again, and collapsing the wall, he didn't know how many moves he could try his best to avoid in Guangming's hands in such a painful situation, but he knew that as long as he persevered, it was just a little bit, just a little bit.
"Click~"
"Got you!" Guang Ming's bone claw clamped on He Shan's shoulder, and the greed on his face was overflowing.
"Sure enough, you don't have too much intelligence?" He Shan calmly reached through the skeleton and grabbed its heart.
After repeated temptations, he found that although Guangming's strength and speed were much stronger than him, he was extremely poor in skills, and he was eager to pour out all his strength in every fight, and later found that he was completely irrational, completely unprotected from his chest, and let most of his heart be exposed to the air.
At first, he thought it might be a trap, but after the number of fights increased, no matter how close he was to his heart, he didn't react at all, just blindly trying to catch him, and his eyes and expressions were extremely irritable.
"Ahh As He Shan continued to exert himself, Guangming screamed hoarsely, and his voice gradually changed from one to five, overlapping and overlapping.
"Pure strictness, pure hatred ......" He Shan quickly heard the different voices mixed together, it was the four junior disciples who died, and he was suddenly a little confused in his heart, what was the matter of Tao Mansion done by him?
But what about the fool and the immortal ascension order?
He Shan felt that things were getting more and more complicated for a while, the heart in his hand was extremely tough, and it was still indestructible under the increase in strength, but it was Guangming's bone claw that pinched his shoulder more and more hard, the entire shoulder blade had been shattered, the skin and flesh were squeezed into a ball, and the middle was dented, and the severe pain made He Shan unable to continue thinking, and the more painful his hand was, the more unwilling he was to relax.
One man, one monster, and the two of them are in a stalemate.
Soon this embarrassing atmosphere was broken, the purple-black heart was completely pinched by him, and the turbid dark red blood inside burst out, the expression on Guangming's face became dumbfounded, but the bone claws did not let go, and the remaining skin and flesh in his body began to burn with a roar, and the translucent flames licked the skin and flesh.
He Shan's thinking was completely muddy, and the few thoughts he had were about not letting go, but the heart in his hand had exploded, and he hugged Guangming with a stumble.
The flames began to spread from Guangming's body, and He Shan was also ignited together, the strange thing is that the translucent flame did not burn the clothes, but went straight to the flesh, and in the blink of an eye, one of He Shan's arms turned into white bones, which was exactly the same as Guangming's.
"I ...... Going to die? ”
When he was dying, He Shan's head suddenly cleared, and everything around him froze in his eyes, and then turned into darkness.
"Boom!"
After a violent explosion, a huge aura spread, and countless unknown substances of different colors in the aura were randomly combined and fell, and finally turned into countless stars.
"This is, starry sky?" He Shan's meditation for more than ten years made him extremely familiar with the stars, and he quickly judged his own situation, and then summoned the haunting words in a low voice-
"Burn, my little universe!"
The wave of qi rushed into the sky, bouncing Guangming away, the translucent flame was extinguished in an instant, He Shan's arm seemed to go back in time, blood vessels, nerves, muscles, skin, and the speed visible to the naked eye recovered, and then he gasped and fell to his knees on the ground.
He finally understood what he was missing.
"The courage to face death." He Shan felt that the small universe that was thriving in his body was providing a warm current that continued to flow through every corner of his body, healing his injuries and restoring his strength.
Back then, as an ordinary human on the earth, he did not live in Syria, nor did he live in free America, but in China, safe and happy, his heart was relatively fragile, and after crossing over, he was even more difficult to mix among the robbers, and then the old monk suddenly appeared in front of him and killed all the people who had been with him for most of the year.
He was afraid, afraid of death.
I don't want to die no matter what, so I try my best to exercise, to practice, and I can endure whatever I encounter, and endure it again and again.
He Shan thought that he had long been no longer afraid, but in fact he had just been living in fear, the fear of the old monk, the fear of death, and even the fear of this unstable world.
Living in fear all the time naturally doesn't feel anything, but the small universe is the most real.
As a miniature and simplified version of the larger universe, the practice of a fighter wants to ignite the small universe, in addition to a strong body and abundant spirit, it also needs to be fearless and brave at the spiritual level.
He Shan is a little bit close.
He simply woke up in time, and when he resolutely fought to the verge of death, the ruthlessness in the bones of the Chinese people dispelled the fear and brought the courage to face everything.
"This thing is more dangerous." He Shan stood up and looked at the skeleton that had stopped burning while sitting on the ground not far away, his extremely keen five senses under the blessing of the small universe could clearly feel that the skeleton was more dangerous, but it was also more harmless.
The danger is that even He Shan, who has ignited the small universe, will be ossified if he touches the skeleton for more than a second, and he is harmless in this thing, and he is completely unconscious, or-
Became a Buddha.
"I ruined his Guangming, so I helped him become a Buddha." He Shan clarified the logic, only to feel even more weird, Guangming was obviously just a victim, you must know that if he wanted to kill the disciples of the Dingxin Temple, he didn't need to delay until now, proving that there was no such mutation before.
So what did Guangming say before, how to explain it?