The flames of the lock demon cage became more and more intense, and the terrible temperature made the flames appear magnificent, revealing the white color, and the blue Yuan Force light mask on Lin Yu's body had melted most of it, and the clothes on his body turned into ashes in the flames, leaving no traces, and his mind gradually became dim.

Thousands of miles above the lonely ocean, the magnificent sea here is very strange, it does not flow, it is lifeless, it exudes an eerie weirdness, the Dead Sea!

The mist was faintly dense and hazy, and some, a little bit of misty over the vast ocean, in the misty mist, suddenly a paper boat floated over, the paper boat was built for tin foil, and the silver-white light was unique in the whole lifeless ocean.

On the shore, the young man was dressed in a white robe, wearing a purple and gold crown with three-pronged hair, and a goldfish boy shield at his waist, the young man's eyes were a little dazed, and his pupils were slightly dilated, just like the Dead Sea in front of him, lifeless without any trace of life.

"Donor, do you want to take a boat?"

The fat-eared monk asked a question, mixed with a little bit of prajna, and the words hit the young man's dry heart, setting off a trace of waves in his death-like silent heart.

"Donor, since the heart is dead, why do you still have a body?"

On the paper boat, after staring for a long time, the fat-eared monk asked the young man opposite coldly.

The paper boat walked into the depths of the sea, and suddenly the silent sea began to flow strangely, and after the white horse passed through the gap, the calm Dead Sea began to rush and turned into an ocean. It was a golden ocean! Between the rolling waves, there was a little eerie poignant.

In the golden ocean, one after another figures are desperately struggling, endless thunder is like a silver snake in the golden ocean churning and raging, occasionally a trace of thunder hit the top of the black shadow, and suddenly the screams echoed, and the black shadow was instantly knocked into ashes.

"The other side...... What is it?"

The young man with a stiff face, his eyes were chaotic, looking at a golden pagoda towering into the sky on the shore in front of him, and asked the fat-eared monk opposite in a voice like a machine.

"Bitter Sea Beacon...... You can also say that there is a glimmer of hope. ”

The fat-eared monk did not look back. Go and see the mirage-like stupas. The voice was full of calmness and answered the boy's question.

The young man was puzzled, opened his mouth again, rolled his eyes, and asked, "What is the Bitter Sea Lantern?"

"Reincarnate in the fire house, indulge in the sea of suffering. Long night stubbornness. It will not change. ”

"Sea of bitterness. Earthly troubles and calamities. People are impure in their six roots and incapable of opening their five senses, so there will always be troubles and calamities. It is precisely because of this that the sea of suffering exists, so that after death, people will drown in the sea of suffering, suffer from disasters that will never be at peace, and will always struggle and churn. The tower in the distance is the lantern of the bitter sea, the only disaster that these people who are struggling and drowning are freed, although the tower is close but it is like a mirage far away and unreachable, its meaning of existence is not to cross, but a bright light, a glimmer of hope. The fat-headed and big-eared monk said with a smile.

"Master...... I heard that the Buddha crossed the world and universalized all sentient beings, do you say that the Buddha will cross me?"

The black qi in his eyes kept jumping, and his fair face was a little hideous.

"You misheard the benefactor, the Buddha can't cross the world, only the destined people. Amitabha Buddha ......"

......

Temples, Buddha does not cross!

The green bamboos all over the mountain are green and evergreen, and a gust of wind blows the green bamboos all over the mountain swaying, and the green bamboo leaves are withering.

In the bleak autumn wind on the top of the mountain, a thin body knelt on the ground like a rock, and on the opposite side of the figure knelt was a spacious temple.

In the Buddhist hall, hundreds of monks sit on the futon in an orderly manner, the wooden fish in front of each monk is crisp, and the loud Sanskrit sound is full of echoes in the bright hall.

"Let's get started!"

The old abbot took the bright ring knife from the disciple's hand, picked up Lin Yu's long hair, and slashed it with the ring knife in his hand.

"Sneer......"

When the knife was cut down, Lin Yu's originally soft hair turned into a stiff as iron and stone, and a burst of sparks was very weird.

"This ......"

The old abbot Mu Ne, he had never seen this kind of scene in his life, he glanced at Lin Yu with a strange face, the old abbot turned around and changed a ring knife, it was still the same, no matter how sharp the knife was, it could not cut Lin Yu's hair.

For a while, the Sanskrit sound in the hall disappeared, and the sound of the wooden fish also disappeared together, and the entire Buddhist hall was silent, the silence was terrible, and a pair of eyes all looked at the thin body of the young man in amazement.

"Tick ......"

"Tick ......"

The tall Buddha statue, the treasure of the Buddha, a trace of crystal tears in the eyes quietly landed, one drop, two drops, three drops, the Buddha was kneeling by him, and three tears fell, tears fell crystalline, dripping bluestone. All the monks in the hall were dumbfounded, shaving their hair continuously! Kneeling down and weeping! This is a strange story that has not been seen for thousands of years!

The Buddha does not cross the world, but only the destined people.

The Taoist Academy, the Tao is not left!

The quiet courtyard, the courtyard carries a few green bamboos, there is a stone table under the green bamboo, and the old Taoist with the fairy wind and bones on the stone table is holding the dust and closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Why do you want to enter the Tao? Do you want to live forever? Or do you want to seek the position of God?"

The middle-aged Taoist closed his eyes, didn't even look at Lin Yu, and asked indifferently in his voice.

"Don't seek immortality, don't seek godhood......!

This is a young man, his voice is hoarse like that of an old man in the twilight, and there is too much sadness in his words.

"The Tao is good, collect all the sorrows in the world, no matter what kind of pain you have had, all the hatred will disappear after worshipping the Sanqing stone statue. ”

Temples......

"Worship the ancestors and worship the gods...... Pray to the gods. ”

The middle-aged Taoist priest held three green cigarettes from the incense case and lit them, the smoke slowly rose, the middle-aged Taoist priest chanted a strange incantation, and sprinkled the incense ashes under Lin Yu's feet in a circle, after doing all this, he put the three incense sticks in his hand into the incense burner.

He took three sticks of incense from the incense table and went to the red candle to light the fire, but then an embarrassing thing happened, and when he took the three sticks of incense to light it, suddenly a gust of wind came from the window and blew out the flames.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was stunned, took out the fire fold from his waist, and wanted to use the fire fold to light the three pillars of incense, but he was surprised to find that the fire fold couldn't blow it, the middle-aged Taoist priest sighed, looked at Lin Yu helplessly and said: "Let's offer incense in the future!

When the young man heard this, his body bent slightly, and before he knelt down, the steady statue of Sanqing fell down strangely, and the delicate porcelain was shattered to the ground.

On the edge of the cliff, the sky does not allow it!

"Buddha! What is known as a Buddha who tolerates all evils! Crossing others and crossing oneself, why can't you cross me Lin Yu?!"

"Dao! What Dao?! claims to collect all the sorrows in the world and tolerate all the sins in the world? But why can't you tolerate me Lin Yu. ”

On the edge of the cliff, he looked coldly at the endless abyss and roared, and in his heart it seemed that there was a demon surging and surging! A wave of anger went straight into the sky, he was asking, asking the gods of the heavens! He was asking, asking the gods and Buddhas of the heavens!

"Dare to ask the gods! Why am I alive? I want to atone for my sins, but you won't let me! I want to die, but I jumped into the cliff of thousands of miles, ran to the Dead Sea, where goose feathers don't float, and I still can't die! I, Lin Yu, have the courage to ask the gods in the sky, a wicked person like me will not cross, and the Buddha will not cross! The road will not be left! The world will not tolerate killing brothers! What is the point of existing?" The black hair on his head danced wildly, Lin Yu crossed his eyebrows and coldly pointed at this sky, he was arrogant and asked, asking this god and Buddha in the sky.

He raised his head, stared at the sky and scolded: "What kind of god are you gods in the Nine Heavens? Why do you want me to be a bastard who has been a bastard for a thousand years, why should I be a good person?

"I scold today, I scold this heaven! I reprimand, I reprimand this ruthless way of heaven! I insult, insult you bastards who are powerful and powerful on the nine heavens!"

High in the sky, the blue sky suddenly appeared a loud Sanskrit, loud and bright, like a high string in the general controversy, the white clouds changed into a god Buddha, the golden light of thousands of auspicious rays shined down, the god Buddha gilt casting about a thousand feet high, behind the Buddha a golden circle of light bloomed divine light, the Buddha stretched out a palm, the palm like a huge mountain as tall towards the cliff Lin Yu pressed over.

"The Buddha does not save me, but the Buddha sheds tears because of me; the Tao does not leave me, but the Sanqing stone statue is shattered because of me! Now I ask the gods, even the heavens will not allow me? Want to destroy me!" He proudly raised his head on his toes, and looked at the huge palm of Mount Tai rushing towards him, and there was a kind of relief in his eyes.

What is the Tao? What is the Buddha? What is the Heaven? Whether the gods really exist, and whether those so-called beliefs are ethereal or real, and if so, the so-called heaven, the so-called Buddha, and the so-called God? Why are you so cross-eyed about all the misery in the world? Why don't you show your spirit to save the struggle indulging in the sea of suffering, a ray of light, a glimmer of hope, and a bright lamp in the sea of suffering, but in the end it is just an unattainable mirage. (To be continued......)