Chapter 24: Reading the Three Thousand Buddha Collections

A flower is a world, a tree is a floating life, a grass is a paradise, a leaf is as it comes, a sand is bliss, a pure land is a party, a smile is a dust, a thought is quiet. All this is a state of mind, and if there is nothing in the mind, you can have a flower and a world, a grass and a paradise.

Countless classic words in the Buddhist scriptures broaden Feng Shenxiu's horizons, as well as the cognition of everything, with more and more accumulation, Feng Shenxiu fell into a peculiar realm, as if there is no consciousness, no autonomous ability to mechanically look at a book of Buddhist collections.

The Buddhist collection of the great Buddhist masters of the past dynasties has a hidden power, Feng Shenxiu just uses this extremely pure power to increase cultivation, since that day and the tenth day chatted to understand that if you want to defeat the heirs cultivated by the Ice Phoenix Heavenly Palace, and set foot in this Kyushu Continent Martial Arts Giant Hall, you can only take a shortcut, understand the demon path with the Buddha's way, both enter the demon with the Buddha, and finally transcend the peak of the martial arts.

More importantly, Buddhism re-enlightenment, once an epiphany became a Buddha, compared to Taoism is very suitable for the Fengshenxiu who urgently needs to break through at this moment, after the baptism of time and space and the devouring of the soul of Fengtianxing, the soul of Fengshenxiu is powerful and incomparable, just used to comprehend the Buddhist collection, which is why there is this trip to the Jile Temple of Fengshenxiu.

Om, well, what, horn, mi, huh

The six-character mantra sounded in the depths of Feng Shenxiu's mind out of thin air, and a terrifying fluctuation rippled so that Feng Shenxiu's body trembled, and the six-character mantra was infinitely mysterious and supreme, containing great power, great wisdom, and great compassion in the universe. This is the truest manifestation of the subtle heart of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Feng Shenxiu suddenly has a feeling of enlightenment and falls into the artistic conception of enlightenment.

The picture is extremely beautiful, the three thousand Arhats sit with their backs to the north, the posture is strange and all the same, the Bodhisattva is holding a willow jade bottle standing on the lotus seat, spitting out the truth, and the golden lotus is emerging everywhere, showing all the sorrows in the world.

This is the sincerity of the heart, the manifestation of the most powerful source of human beings, the power of the heart is the most fundamental and mysterious, just as the power of faith is the most unpredictable, the most mysterious, Feng Shenxiu's heart poured into an inexplicable feeling, like an epiphany but not.

Feng Shenxiu sat cross-legged, pinching the Buddha's fingers at this moment as if the Buddha possessed the body, it was really a treasure solemn body with a compassionate Buddha light, Feng Shenxiu unconsciously spit out the truth, silently read the Buddhist scriptures, the Buddhist scriptures turned into a handwriting suspended in the air, like a handwriting light curtain, full of endless mystery.

The words are suspended in the air, flying around the body of Feng Shenxiu, accompanied by the sound of the Buddha into a grand occasion, and finally gradually those Buddhist scriptures that have not yet been read vibrate, and the vast scriptures in it are condensed into golden handwriting floating out, flying around Feng Shenxiu, at this moment Feng Shenxiu is like the rebirth of a Buddha.

The rich Buddha light enveloped his body, countless Buddhist scriptures rotated faster and faster, and gradually he couldn't see the wind god show sitting in it, and then formed a whirlpool, which looked very weird, in the middle of the whirlpool, where a swastika was quietly formed, the golden brilliance became heavier and heavier, and the folds were shining.

The swastika light was dazzling and became the only blazing sun in the middle of the void, and the sound of the Dao Dao Dao was like Huang Zhong Da Lu's deafening, and finally the golden handwriting turned into the Dao Dao golden light and disappeared into the body of Feng Shenxiu.

Twisting the flowers and smiling, the magic power of the swastika between the ups and downs of the palm, Feng Shenxiu's heart was clear, and he suddenly planned to use the Huanyu Supreme Gong to absorb the energy in the Buddhist collection, use the magic power to practice Buddhism, and increase his strength, "Hey" At the moment when Feng Shenxiu closed his eyes, a black mist floated above his body.

The black mist turned into a figure, and on the first day, the old man's face was revealed, and a terrifying energy fluctuation swept out with a wave of his hand and raised his fingers, blocking the space of the entire Scripture Pavilion for Feng Shenxiu to cultivate.

The Universal Supreme Gong came out, a faint black light appeared on Feng Shenxiu's body, and suddenly a terrifying power swept out, a pitch-black swastika appeared between his fingers, and the artistic conception of compassion and great goodness disappeared, replaced by unscrupulous demonic intent, with a majestic aura in the fierceness, and the power of Feng Shenxiu's state of mind was significantly improved due to the fact that he had flipped through a large number of Bliss Buddha Collections.

After reading the three thousand Bliss Buddha Collections, Feng Shenxiu finally completed the task in the plan, and the state of mind power finally broke out of the cocoon and reached the level of the ninth order of bone refining, reaching a sharp change, and on the tenth day, he smiled with satisfaction when he saw Feng Shenxiu's entry, and did not speak, obviously he was quite satisfied with Feng Shenxiu's efforts and qualifications.

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Not to mention the wind god show in the Jile Temple to comprehend the three thousand Buddha Tibet, but just as the wind in Yangzhou City was surging, the appearance of the underground city brought a terrifying storm, for a time the warriors blocked on the South Street were all killed, and the armed guards mobilized by the Wang family were destroyed in an instant, and at the same time, a pair of young men dressed in black crossed the wall and surrounded all the possible escape places of the Wang family's mansion.

Kill!

The leader of the men in black turned out with his left hand and made a simple gesture, and all the men in black walked away one after another, and the Wang family's mansion was filled with a fierce killing machine, blood was splashing, rendering the killing intention, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, as if to tell the world that this night was unusual.

"Who?" the head of the Wang family shouted angrily, jumped up from the seat, and took out the long sword placed on the table and held it in his hand, guarding against unknown risks, "Hahahaha, the head of the Wang family is so vigilant, the family is about to be wiped out, and he is still so late to realize it, if the sky is really going to destroy you, no one can do anything about it!" An indifferent voice came coldly, breaking the condensed silence.

A black-clothed figure walked in slowly, there was still blood stains on the long sword in his hand, and bits and pieces of blood dripped from the tip of the sword, ticking, ticking, like a giant hammer hitting Wang Xinye's heart, and the blood dripping from the tip of the sword reflected the picture of the family being wiped out, which was very miserable.

"Why, who are you?" Wang Xinye roared angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, extremely crazy, the taste of blood of family members stimulated Wang Xinye's sensitive nerves, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and trembling.

Hahahaha!

The man in black smiled coldly, and his ruthless voice was like a sharp knife scraping Wang Xinye's heart one by one, pain was Wang Xinye's only feeling at this moment, how many years of inheritance of the family was destroyed, Wang Xinye felt shameless to face the family ancestors, and his face was red with shame.

"Who are you?Can you let me be a ghost before you die!" Wang Xinye lay on the ground and ignored his influence at the moment and said to the man in black, "Go and die!" A magnificent sword light flashed by, and the last person in the Wang family was finally a corpse, and this battle of exterminating the clan came to an end.

The man in black looked at the dead Wang Xinzhi and said, "Blame yourself for being too ignorant and actually blocking the master's footsteps!" and then disappeared with heavy steps.

Out of the underground city, the blood flows thousands of miles!