The mysterious scriptures are all truthful, with an inexplicable charm, countless ghosts are covered by golden light, and then under the washing of the scriptures, they are transformed into a black mist and disappear into the invisible, and the mysterious truth is swept open.

Under the bowl, he folded his hands, and slowly recited the scriptures of the Lengyan Sutra Dacheng Sutra, he gathered his spirit as if he was a devout believer, the strange scriptures with the Buddha's light shrouded his whole body, and under the solemnity of the treasure, the black bowl above his head that bound him suddenly broke, breaking the shackles, like a dragon in prison being bound. He moved, his hands folded and the devout believer contained the supreme truth under his feet, he blossomed step by step, the endless souls under the light of the Buddha around him were washed and transformed, and a bell sounded in his radiant body.

On the other side, the sound of the wooden fish sounded again, and the ghosts separated an alleyway, and on one side of the alley, Lin Yu chanted the scriptures, and the bells in his body were drumming. On the other side, the young monk's eyes were hollow, like a puppet, mechanically beating the lifeless wooden fish, the golden divine light was like a large light cluster shining in all directions, as the young monk passed, the hideous ghosts under the golden light, one by one, the eyes were dull and calm.

"In his heart, there are ancient scriptures to chant, he raised ancient scriptures in his heart, isolating his heart from the same body, how did he do it?" Lin Hu frowned, looking at the second layer of the round platform, chanting Buddhism to overcome the evil of the young man, his face was a little strange, he turned his head and looked at Lin Tiannan who was sitting firmly in the Diaoyutai and his eldest brother, seeing the other party's still unwavering face, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, his eldest brother was determined to a terrible point, and no foreign object seemed to be able to move him, even if the sky fell, he could still face it calmly.

"A Page ...... Ancient Scriptures"

In Lin Tiannan's eyes, the divine light directly turned into a sharpness, and his sharp gaze on the high platform directly saw Lin Yu's heart, and saw everything in his body, his heart sank, although he was extremely surprised, but he didn't show it, and there was a calm calm look between his faces.

On that road, two young men with solemn treasures are getting closer and closer, one is knocking on the wooden fish, the other is ringing the bell in the heart, one is reciting the first volume of the "Ranga Abhatara Treasure Sutra", the other is reciting the four pure teachings, the three graduals, the same ancient sutra, two different people chanting two Buddha rhymes are natural.

His long hair is shawl, his three thousand hairs are black and beautiful like a waterfall, he is bathed in the light of the Buddha and looks extraordinarily energetic, his shining eyes are extraordinarily bright, and there is a black flowing and shining spirit between the turns. On the other side, his head is clean, three thousand hairs are all returned to nothingness, the troubles are gone, the six roots are pure, and the round ring scars on his head are unusually eye-catching, and the auspicious clouds on his head are like Buddhas, but the only thing that is frightening is that his eyes have no smart eyeballs, and they look blazing.

Under the roar of countless powerful ghosts, and under the gaze of countless people, the two young men with a solemn appearance could finally see each other! They were very close to each other, only one meter away, and under the golden light, the four eyes did not meet the tenderness and sweetness of a man, but a bright coldness.

A golden leaf slowly descended from the sky, and in an instant, the bell became brighter, and the sound of the wooden fish became more and more dense like raindrops, and the sound of the scriptures was surging and Wandong was moving, and an inexplicable brilliance between heaven and earth was quietly blurring.

"The world is separated from life and death, like a void, wisdom cannot be had, but great compassion. All the Dharma is like an illusion, far away from the mind, and the wisdom cannot be lacking, but the mind is full of compassion. Far from the ordinary, the world is like a dream, wisdom is not indispensable, and great compassion. There is no nirvana, there is no nirvana Buddha, there is no Buddha nirvana, far from the enlightenment ......"

"The four pure and clear teachings: the heart does not kill - does not kill the heart, the heart does not steal - does not steal the heart, the heart does not have a silver heart - does not have a silver heart, the heart does not lie - does not lie - the heart does not lie!"

"Three graduals: remove its auxiliary causes - except for the five hardships, kill its correct surname - cut off wine, meat, and yu hope; violate its current karma - not because of the six dusts, Xuanyuan self-return is like holding the Buddha's vows; the body, speech, and mind are pure, and the resources and food are sufficient, so that they can be cultivated. ”

The ancient scriptures contain too much holy light, you say a word, you hit the bell, I knock on the wooden fish, the two seem to have formed a tacit understanding, under this tacit understanding, the two of them chant their own scriptures, even if they are face-to-face, as if they did not see each other, a distance of one meter is like a rock, the two of them stand in place and then slowly chant to each other: "Nan no Amitabha Buddha ......" They sat cross-legged on the ground, silent, only the vast scriptures chanted endlessly, and endless ghosts surrounded the two of them.

The blazing light refracted by the sun, its scorching temperature, with the precipitation of time slowly began to decline, everything in the dark has its own providence, there is no road to death, there is no way to live, there is sweetness and bitterness, there is life and death, this is a kind of theorem eternal law. A glimmer of hope, although slim, but there is still a chance, there is still a light, so the souls who are desperately struggling in the Dead Sea are desperately crawling towards the mirage-like distant shore, the so-called is to grasp that glimmer of hope and get liberation.

The same is true of the Ten Thousand Evil Platforms, which are also pregnant with a trace of vitality in the midst of endless destruction, as the ancients said: "Knowing mistakes can improve the great." "The most vicious people are also human beings, and the faint hope is called the time on this platform of all evils, and the time comes to work, how does the time come about, and waits......

In the time of this world, Lin Yu has been insisting, half an hour later, he caught the opportunity, and in an instant, a kind of turbulence erupted, igniting the lamp in his sea of suffering, and the hope of the lamp was born, and under the endless golden light, the Buddha who had no eyeballs on the opposite side announced that he was hanging, and he hung so fast, so quickly. He turned into a floating figure again, his spirit came from absorbing the spiritual veins under Luofeng City for a long time, and when all the spiritual energy in his body was squandered, he no longer had a spirit, and returned to nature and simplicity.

Endless ghosts are miserable, there is no young monk to confront Lin Yu, this stage will become his alone, on this stage, he calmly unfolded his own unique show, countless ghosts have disappeared under this Lengyan Sutra, since it is a game, there must be its rules, the second layer of the rules devoured by ten thousand ghosts, is that these ghosts are afraid of the Lengyan Sutra, and Lin Yu because the ancients had: "Since I read Lengyan, I don't read the dregs of the world!" This sentence once spent a year studying this scripture, and he happened to have enough understanding of this scripture, so he could laugh on the spot in this second layer.

For this reason, he had to sigh: "There are still benefits to reading more, when a bad guy wants to live a long life, with a good father and a good mother, he must also have a good habit, read more, eat more, and not be finished at critical moments." "This is all Young Master Lin's experience, the experience of personal experience, passed on to his son, passed on to his grandson, and can be passed on to three generations alone.

The endless sorrow was spreading, and after a while, all evil was returned to the Buddha, and it all seemed to be over. The second floor of the Ten Thousand Evil Platforms was quiet again, empty except for the sound of the wind whistling, Lin Yu slowly breathed a sigh of relief, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and his face was faintly pale, with his current realm, he was still a little more than enough for the consumption just now.

Lin Yu slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, he moved steadily, unhurriedly stepped on the floating map under his feet, on the floating map, the crow landed on the shoulder of the young monk, the young monk was knocking on the wooden fish chanting, Lin Yu's footsteps did not stop and stepped straight over the face of the young monk.

The third layer of the Ten Thousand Evil Terrace is towering into the clouds, and compared with the second layer, it seems to be a hundred zhang higher, Lin Yu took a deep breath, he can't jump up with the ladder at such a distance, and the limit of what he can climb now is only thirty zhang, and he is obviously more than enough to be the height of a hundred zhang, if it is his brother, there may be a little bit of possibility.

"Hoo ......"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yu's steps like flying accelerated the pace under him, walking like a fly, there was a faint feeling of tiger and tiger in a low voice, there was a wooden ladder between the second floor and the third floor, the wooden ladder was very high, came to its side, Lin Yu sighed, a shrewd brilliance shot out of his eyes, he stepped on one foot just stepped on the wooden ladder, suddenly a black cloud appeared at the height of his neck, in the dark cloud, a pair of eyes slowly flickered like ghosts, two sharp teeth were exposed, sharp and tough, the fangs appeared, and bit towards Lin Yu's neck.

Lin Yu's face was pale, and when the black cloud bit him, he came with a trace of smoke with a blazing temperature in one arm, like a piece of red-hot iron, and that hand reached the black cloud, under the scorching temperature and steaming, the ghost let out a terrible cry, and the black cloud that was like a flash of light suddenly disappeared invisibly, with a trace of smoke.

"Demon Devouring Buddha! Since they have all given hints, I still think that Young Master Ben can't guess it, is this being stupid when Young Master Ben?"

He sneered, there was some coldness between the corners of his mouth, the puzzle gave the answer, those who have a heart know, those who have no heart die, details determine success or failure, and carefulness determines life.

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