Chapter 55: Forty-Nine Years!

Above the colorful auspicious clouds, Chen Feiping stood peacefully, his ears seemed to be still echoing the sound of the great avenue that was like thunder when the Buddha was preaching, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of fascination, and the golden auspicious clouds on both sides swept back quickly, after a long time, Chen Feicai slowly breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said with emotion: "The Buddha's lectures are like thunder, shocking people's hearts." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info. If I break through the memories of my previous life this time, if I set foot on the door of Buddhist cultivation, I am afraid that it will not take decades to reach the Arhat fruit position that ordinary Buddhist cultivators cannot beg for in their lifetime!"

This is the so-called role of the strong in preaching from a high vantage! This is also the reason why those family sects can grow more easily than those who are scattered in cultivation! If that ordinary strong person can let the younger disciples grow up a decade or two earlier, then I am afraid that no one can clearly calculate the time that Chen Fei has saved on Buddhist cultivation.

After all, he was given a commanding height, but among the heavens and worlds, countless myths and legends, the strongest Buddha cultivator!

Buddha, Shakyamuni!

Understand the true nature, see the truth, immortal, incorruptible, immortal!

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚ If I can really listen to the scriptures and sermon under the Buddha's seat for hundreds of thousands of years like today, I am afraid that even a person like me, who has no Buddha-related mind, can attain Vajra Prajna and become a Buddha on the ground... ”

Sighing with a strange expression, Chen Fei couldn't help but whisper, "Heh~ Such a big temptation, if this is not some memory of my previous life, but my real true spirit existence, it would be good if I can cultivate the Buddha Sect Fruit Position, even the most ordinary Arhat King Kong, I am afraid it is enough to lead everyone in the abyss to kill back to the world, it is really a pity... ”

Sighing secretly, Chen Fei raised his head, and suddenly his expression froze-the golden auspicious clouds around him were boundless, and they seemed to spread directly to the end of the entire world, in addition, Chen Fei's entire vision did not have any other existence, this scene was beautiful, but it was also extremely empty, making the expression on Chen Fei's face more and more stiff.

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚ Where, where... ”

"Then, I should have a cave or a dojo, where is it? Jizo King, Jizo King... Could it be ... A strange thought flashed in his mind, which made Chen Fei's face stiffen for a moment.

"It's in hell!"

The sky is clear, the flowing water is murmuring, a clear spring is circulating at the foot of the mountain, the mountain is green everywhere, there are faintly white apes climbing in the forest, the cranes are singing and the sky, a situation of the blessed land of the immortals, Chen Fei held down the clouds, closed his eyes slightly, and the power of perception that was already stronger than the later generations instantly shrouded this hill, and gently circled into it, and after a while, Chen Fei slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and the expression on his face was a lot more relaxed-

The aura on this mountain is surging, but there are no cultivators occupying here, just enough to be Chen Fei's place to stay, anyway, he has no intention of staying in this world forever, and finding an opportunity is to break the stalemate of the past and present lives, and return to the original time and space, here, is just a temporary place to live...

β€œγ€‚γ€‚γ€‚ It's just.,It's a pity that I can't see the truth and listen to it.。。 ”

Sighing with slight regret, Chen Fei's right hand was raised slightly, his five fingers, which were as white as jade, opened slightly, the pale golden Buddha light flowed in his fingertips, and a surging and vast qi slowly rose from Chen Fei's body, and then shrouded the spiritual mountain veins with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the golden light in Chen Fei's eyes slowly flowed, and said peacefully:

"My dojo should stand on the top of the mountain, but I can bathe in the light of the morning sun and drink like the moon. ”

The voice slowly fell, and the hill under Chen Fei underwent a huge change, on the top of the mountain that was originally occupied by the strong pine forest, the spiritual pines with knotted branches disappeared directly, and appeared on the mountainside, the original mountain top became empty, but in the next moment, there was a golden light shining up, intertwined with each other, and built a simple but atmospheric temple, and then, the warm golden brilliance slowly dissipated, revealing a dark red wooden texture, but in a moment, a temple appeared here, antique, but Chen Fei's words still continued to sound unhurriedly――

"There are bamboo forests and banks, and clear springs flow... ”

Silently, around the temple, there is a dense bamboo forest, verdant and pleasant, the temple is completely covered, only a little upturned cornices are exposed, adding a little sense of tranquility, before the temple, a bluestone road spreads out, there is a clear spring flowing through, the bluestone rendering is extremely clean.

With a charter in your mouth, you can follow your word!

Trample~

With a slight sound of footsteps, Chen Fei slowly fell in front of the temple, and Pingping stretched out his hands to push open the door of the hidden room, revealing the simple interior of the temple, one room and one hall, one flower, one tree and one bluestone, clean and concise, spotless, so that Chen Fei smiled with satisfaction, put his hands on his back, and chanted in a low voice: "Deep mountain hidden ancient temple, Zen room with deep flowers and trees, good, good... Then he slowly stepped into his 'temporary dojo', his back gradually disappeared, and the dark wooden door creaked softly and slowly closed.

Spring goes to autumn, and there are several changes of cold and summer.

The bluestone is covered with snow, adding several wisps of vicissitudes to the world.

This wooden door, once closed, is a full forty-nine years, during which there are 588 clouds, sunsets and sunrises more than 17,880 times, frost and dew, but Chen Fei has never walked out of this gate again, in the temple, in the meditation room, there are people who are as thin as firewood, sitting cross-legged peacefully, and the dust on their bodies is already extremely thick.

When~when~when~

At this moment, in the void, a clear and vast bell sounded gently, making Chen Fei, who was sitting in the meditation room, tremble, his eyelids trembled slightly, and his eyes, which had been closed for forty-nine years, slowly opened, and the light in his eyes was still as clear as glass, but in the depths, he added a few doubts to it, as if the white wall was flawed, which was regrettable.

"I... It's been forty-nine years, so long?"

opened his mouth slightly, but his voice was as hoarse as dead wood, his eyes slowly closed, Chen Fei slowly straightened up, the dust that fell on his body disappeared silently, the dim monk's robe became brand new again, and walked forward calmly, the thin body plumped up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the muscles became strong again, and when Chen Fei walked to the door, he became the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism again, the great wish - King Jizo!

Squeak~

The door of the meditation room slowly opened, and the bright and warm sunlight poured in through the crack in the door, making Chen Fei frown a little unaccustomedly, and his eyes slowly opened, his color was clear and waveless.

Forty-nine years, I have been exploring myself, looking at the gap between this life and the next life, trying to find an opportunity to break through the memory world of this previous life, but as the time of exploration continues, Chen Fei is more and more confused, the bodhisattva body in this life is too vast and strong for him, with his Buddhist cultivation, many of his own states do not understand at all!

β€œγ€‚γ€‚ However, fortunately, forty-nine years have passed, and it is time for the Buddha Lingshan to preach the Fa, which is really timely... ”

With a slight sigh of squinting eyes, the clouds under Chen Fei's feet were steaming, and the colorful auspicious clouds reappeared, and when the clouds were churning, they carried Chen Fei towards the direction of the Western Spirit Mountain at a very fast speed!

(To be continued.) )