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A bright moon shines on the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree of Meiling Taoist Temple, the leaves are like Buddha's palms, gently brushing the breath of the world, and the treetops are like sharp swords, solemnly piercing the sky of the night.

The two people talking on the ginkgo tree were silent for a long time, Yi Tianxing slowly raised his head, he decided to give it a try, and his face was resolute: "Yinguang is the general trend, the dispute between Mount Meru and the Pure Land of the West Heaven, you and I are not clear, but as a coercion of Amitabha Buddha, since the Buddha who tempted you to devour the Arhats of the heavens of Mount Meru, he must have other ideas, why don't Master Ma Sheng consider my proposal again?"

"What is the temptation?" The voice of the old monk Meiling slowly floated out from the hole in the tree, with a hint of tranquility, "Every choice we make is actually just the ** seed in your heart and mine, and the temptation is just a handful of water poured by others." ”

Without waiting for Yi Tianxing to refute, he continued: "I have not reached the realm of enlightenment, and there are always some things that I can't let go of, so I remain on this ginkgo tree, sucking up the Buddhas of the heavens, trying in vain to become a Buddha, in order to bless the world...... And you also have things that you can't let go, that's why you came to Meiling. The Bodhisattva has the seed of the Bodhisattva in his heart, you and I have the seed of you and me, we can water it ourselves, so why bother with the affairs of others, why complain about others?"

"Obsession hurts. Yi Tianxing has always believed in this, he looked at the tree hole and frowned: "If you want to bless the world, you must have an imaginary enemy, then who is your enemy?"

The old monk of Meiling was silent for a long time before he slowly responded: "I pray that the people will get what they want, and I wish the world to be peaceful." ”

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly: "I wish to be beautiful, there is no way to do it, what the Buddha can't do, how can you do it? Human beings are the most dominant existence, and I don't think there is anything bad about this domination." He frowned and asked, "What do you want the Buddha to do with the relics?"

The quiet voice of the old monk of Meiling sounded: "The Arhat is resolute, I take them from the Buddha, destroy their consciousness, and do not compete for the full merit, so I need the Buddha's finger relics to help me." ”

"If you devour it all and digest it, you will be able to become a Buddha?!" Yi Tianxing felt that his scalp was a little numb and a little cold, and he scolded bitterly.

The old monk Meiling seemed to be telling a matter of course: "Seeing the Buddha is naturally like this." ”

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Yi Tianxing was silent for a long time, and shook his head with some disappointment: "It's all illusory thoughts, you want to save the world, but the method you use is harming people, how can you say this?"

"A few people have suffered, and the public enjoys peace. ”

"Wrong! Not to mention whether you can achieve a balance of power with the Western Heaven Pure Land after becoming a Buddha in the flesh, just say ......" Yi Tianxing said quietly: "There will always be deviations in using incorrect means to achieve the possible correct goals. I don't think the same way as you, save the world...... Aren't those Heavenly Arhats who have been reduced to mortal dust one of sentient beings?"

"Sacrificing one's life to see the Buddha is what the arhats who serve the Buddha should do. ”

Yi Tianxing's face became more and more calm: "I said that the idea is different, the world is not an empty concept, he is composed of all beings, a grass and a tree, a bird and a beast, a person and an immortal, Bodhisattva Arhat, the world is not a collective consciousness, it is a specific existence." All beings are equal, and Arhats are also a genus. ”

He stared at the ginkgo tree hole and said coldly: "If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world? If you don't save a person, how can you save all sentient beings? Even if trillions of people beg an Arhat to die, if he doesn't want to die, he can't die." ”

"The Buddha sacrificed his life to feed the eagle, why did the Arhat regret this body. The old monk of Meiling sneered: "If it were me, I would be happy to bear it." ”

Yi Tianxing quietly looked at the tree hole, looked at the old and thin but extremely persistent old monk's cheeks at the entrance of the tree hole, and said after being silent for a long time: "You want to become a Buddha, I want to find a Buddha, everyone is in different directions, I understand your approach, but I will never accept it." ”

"The Buddha is no longer there. The old monk Meiling sighed, but the message in his words was extremely firm.

Yi Tianxing frowned, he had no reason not to believe the feelings of this supernatural person.

If the Buddha really can't be found anymore, then what should I do?...... Or...... Really make another Buddha?

The old monk of Meiling was a vampire hundreds of years ago, but he has already realized the idea of equality of all beings.

Even if Yi Tianxing came to destroy him on this trip, he also had some admiration.

It's just that......

A blood monk became a Buddha on the spot?

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The night wind hit, and Yi Tianxing, who was never afraid of the cold, shuddered, and the evil cold that rose from the bottom of his heart occupied his whole body.

It's not that he thinks that his previous thoughts are too deviant from his ancestors, nor do he think that the blood clan is an inherently evil thing and can't inherit the Buddhist lineage, but the golden rod in his hand suddenly shook, and his Lingtai flashed a thought--this conversation continued, and the fighting spirit that he had accumulated with great difficulty slowly weakened.

He was fully guarded, but he was still gradually devoured by the jīng divine power of the old monk of Meiling!

Thinking that I don't know how many virtuous and benevolent Arhat Buddhas are still being imprisoned and devoured and suffering by this living being in the tree hole, and thinking that since the other party has already done it, it must not be convincing, Yi Tianxing gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with golden eyes, and shouted: "Everyone is a Buddha! There are thousands of ways to become a Buddha, but you have chosen the wrong way!"

The old monk of Meiling in the ginkgo tree cave ate and said with a smile: "The road to Buddhahood is more than ten million, I will take mine, you will take yours, if the two roads are intertwined, it depends on who the blue, gray and black bricks are covered!"

With this shout, a majestic jīng divine power was suddenly released from the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree!

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"The practitioner is the emptiness in the mind and body, the so-called mouth, nose, throat, eyes, chest, abdomen, etc., knowing that sè is annoying, emptiness is nothing, and it is the emptiness of the heart. If the heart is in sè, the order is in the air, and the heart becomes soft. The void in the body gradually expands, and I see that the body is like a lotus root hole. Xi Zhi profits, see that the body is empty, and there is no sè. The outer sè is also empty, and the inner and outer voids are both empty. When the heart is empty, immeasurably powerless, it will leave the sè thought, and be happy in peace; It's a ...... of the beginning of the name."

Two years ago, when the Tianluo Array in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple was launched, countless sufferings were conjured.

At that time, the ancestors passed on the scriptures orally, and Yi Tianxing smiled and realized it, so as to cover the five senses and escape greatly.

Today, I want to come to Meiling, and I am afraid that the old monk of Meiling will attack strongly, and Yi Tianxing will be prepared.

Gently put the golden stick across his knee, his left hand lightly scattered the three fingers of the tail, and his right hand closed in front of him with one palm.

The old monk's huge jīng divine power, like a rainstorm, seemed to have a mellow shape, and seemed to have the intention of killing, spurting towards Yi Tianxing, who was sitting outside the ginkgo tree.

Yi Tianxing sat on top of the tree, the golden stick in front of him, as if he was in a meditation, and all his divine consciousness was put into the spiritual platform, like a flat boat, up and down on the stormy waves, as if it would be destroyed anytime and anywhere.

But he does not move, his body does not move, and his heart does not move, like a candle in the wind, which is dim but has no sign of extinguishing.

He's supporting, he's waiting.

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A bleak red light suddenly ignited at the bottom of the mountain, Mo Kill did it, but Yi Tianxing didn't know anything, and he didn't know that before Prince Job died, he threw the Buddha finger relics he carried with him into the air.

With a flick of his fingers, Yi Tianxing felt a slight relaxation of the pressure of his divine sense, and his body suddenly felt light, he frowned and looked up, and saw a brassy light at the foot of the mountain rushing towards the heavy night sky!

Although he didn't know that this bronze finger contained a Buddha finger relic, the Lingtai had a hidden sense, his eyebrows furrowed, and with a scream, his body broke through the air and rose up, wanting to grab the Buddha finger that flew into the night sky.

The Buddha's finger is the focus of everyone's grabbing.

Yi Tianxing swept up quickly along the ginkgo tree, and the scene in front of him deformed and fell to the ground, and in a snap of his fingers, his figure had already floated through the hole in the tree where the old monk of Meiling lived.

In front of him, a face full of wrinkles, thinness, loneliness, compassion, perseverance, and a mixture of emotions floated in front of him.

The face of the old monk of Meiling.

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The old monk of Meiling opened his dry lips slightly, and the scriptures were slowly sung.

The old monk of Meiling was in a hurry, his eyes were soft, he looked at Yi Tianxing and said softly: "One Zen month, every move must be the same." His right index finger lightly pointed to the sky, straight to the bright moon, one hand slightly inward, and the index finger lightly pointed to himself.

As soon as he came out, Yi Tianxing suddenly felt that his body was stunned, and the moonlight that spread down seemed to contain some kind of mana, and it was densely stuck to his castration! The falling scene in front of him suddenly stopped, and he just floated in front of the tree hole, and it was difficult to fly into the sky.

He snorted, and the heavenly fire gushed out from the soles of his feet, snorting, and fighting against the binding force of the old monk of Meiling with a powerful momentum!

There was a creaking and squeaking sound in the night sky, as if two extremely domineering forces were tearing apart.

Yi Tianxing's heavenly fire impulse and the meditation jīng divine power of the old monk of Meiling were in perfect balance at this time, so he was floating in the night sky directly in front of the tree hole, and he could clearly see the appearance of the old monk.

The old robe, full of wrinkles on the face, is somewhat similar to the old ancestor's dress in the back garden, but the breath of the two people is completely different.

As soon as the old monk of Meiling moved to meditate, the moonlight was like water, and Yi Tianxing was trapped.

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The Buddha xìng of the Arhats of Mount Meru has not been digested by this blood monk, so his going to grab the Buddha's relics must be related to this matter.

Yi Tianxing thought of the tragic fate of those arhats, he was ruthless, he bit his teeth, shouted violently, the golden stick in his hand suddenly became longer and thicker, he flipped his right hand, raised the stick and hit it vertically, and slashed straight at the head of the old monk of Meiling in the tree hole!

The golden stick was raised, the bright moon was lost, and the power between heaven and earth seemed to be condensed to the tip of the stick.

"A straight air, unparalleled in the sea. ”

The old monk of Meiling had bright eyes, looked directly at the oncoming golden stick, and recited the poems of Master Guan Xiu, admiring. He flipped his right hand slightly, and a palm of flesh gently covered his face.

As soon as the palm of the flesh is pushed, it will be like a Buddha's palm coming to you!

Yi Tianxing only felt that a gust of wind blew on the front door, and he actually blew himself in pain, screamed strangely, and fell down the ginkgo tree under his head and feet!

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After falling dozens of meters, he twisted his waist, and the golden stick turned around his waist in his hand, shining with golden light, and slashed into the ginkgo tree!

There was a very smooth and crisp sound.

The incomparably thick ginkgo tree is thus broken!

What a terrible golden knife!

Yi Tianxing was on tiptoe, and his body quickly floated backwards...... Then I saw an incredible sight.

The ginkgo tree, which was originally collapsing in Titicaca, had fallen into a great inclination, and in Yi Tianxing's eyes, it had crushed several relatively tall trees growing below...... But Yi Tianxing blinked, but found that he was still the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree in front of him.

Standing straight up, straight to the clouds!

Looking at this majestic ginkgo tree, Yi Tianxing was dumbfounded, and thought of the Buddha palm of the old monk in Meiling just now, and quickly touched his face and found that there was nothing abnormal.

Originally...... It's all an illusion.

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Is the Buddha's palm like a knife fake, the ginkgo tree is fake, the tree hole is naturally fake, is the old monk real or fake? If they are all fake, then where does he live?

Yi Tianxing sank down, his pupils flashed with golden light, and subconsciously two heavenly fires ignited at his fingertips, erasing them from his soft pupils.

The pupils were slightly warm, and after the eyelids opened again, he faintly felt something different.

Although the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree is still green and green, every leaf, every branch, and the edge of every piece of the tree has a certain luster that cannot be explained.

This is the ginkgo tree that the jīng divine power of the old monk of Meiling conjured up empty...... What a terrible jīng god power.

But I didn't have time to think too much.

The bronze trail of light above the night sky was slowly descending.

Yi Tianxing carried the golden stick behind him, his face was cold, and the air flow under the soles of his feet spewed out, shaking up the leaves all over the ground, and his people were also flying up the leaves in the sky.

All appearances can be faked, but the body of the old monk of Meiling cannot be faked.

When I went to the tree hole again, I saw the old monk's compassionate face, and the old monk stretched out his palm again.

It was still a strong wind that hit Yi Tianxing directly.

Yi Tianxing secretly recited the Heart Sutra, and set his mind with the practitioner, all as if the strong wind was fake, screamed, and raised a stick to beat him......

"Bang!"

The palm of the old monk of Meiling was fake, but this palm is...... It's true.

Yi Tianxing's face door was hit hard, only to feel a sore nose and a pain in the corner of his lips, so he shed tears.

This fight was so pitiful.

But he learned from his ancestors in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple that the fighting skills were not learned in vain, his body was still staggering and drifting backwards, and the golden stick in his hand was already the tip of the stick, and in the night sky, it suddenly became longer, and it pierced into the tree hole very ingeniously!

Poof.

The golden mangs are harvested with a single stab.

The blood on the chest of the old monk of Meiling bloomed.

He lightly dipped his fingers in the blood on his chest, slowly reached to his lips, hesitated for a moment, then licked it, and when he raised his head again, his face was even more compassionate.

Yi Tianxing didn't look at him at all, he rushed over again, and the whole person slid a graceful curve in the night sky like a big bird, and the golden stick suddenly became longer and thicker, turning into a strange stick with a thin bottom and a thick top, and knocked it towards the old monk of Meiling viciously!

The old monk of Meiling frowned slightly when he saw the giant stick rushing in his face, even if he had practiced for five hundred years, he did not dare to use his body to catch this famous murder weapon of the ages.

His originally bright eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of blood red.

The old monk's lips opened and squirted out a word: "Duh!"

His whole body trembled slightly, as if this single word had consumed too much of his jīng divine power.

The next moment, Yi Tianxing was in the game and really felt the power of this word.

The huge rod he struck with his innate divine power suddenly paused in the night sky, as if it had hit into an extremely viscous swamp somewhere, and there was obviously air in front of him, but the tip of the rod couldn't be wielded!

The head of the giant stick was only half a meter away from the hollow in the tree.

This half meter is as far away as the end of the world, Yi Tianxing's eyes are slightly red, and he has raised his whole body to the apex, but he can't move an inch forward.

"Ahh

The old monk of Meiling suddenly looked up at him, this eye contained too many things, how could Yi Tianxing dare to look at his eyes, even if he had the Shangqing Thunder Technique, he was afraid that he would be sprayed to death by jīng's divine power.

He hurriedly lowered his head, spewing heavenly fire under his feet, and used his strength to stuff the golden rod head into the hole in the tree!

The reason why the word stopper is used is because the golden rod has become too large at this time, and the head of the rod is about the same thickness as the body of the ginkgo tree, like a huge golden tree.

The golden trees and the ginkgo trees are engaged in a desperate struggle under the night sky.

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I don't know how long it took, Yi Tianxing's back gradually became a little weak, and he slowly trembled.

In the tree hole, the posture of the old monk of Meiling sitting cross-legged gradually became a little weak.

The thick golden rod and the ginkgo tree that towered into the sky still maintained a distance of about half a meter.

"*** Chen Shuping!"

Feeling the top of his head, the brass Buddha finger relics are falling down to the ginkgo tree, if the Buddha finger relics fall into the hands of the old monk of Meiling, if he understands it in a moment, then the Arhats of Mount Meru who have been imprisoned by him will be finished...... Thinking of this section, Yi Tianxing was terrified, and cursed the timid helper of the heavenly court in his heart.

As if knowing what he was thinking, the old monk Meiling smiled slightly.

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At this moment, an extremely terrible sound of breaking the wind could not be remembered, and a black shadow in the Taoist temple under the ginkgo tree rushed up at a speed that was impossible to see in the world, carrying an incomparably powerful aura on his body!

The black shadow rushed to the narrow gap between the head of the golden rod and the hole of the ginkgo tree, screamed, and his hands formed countless complex immortal tricks, and a row of terrifying white teeth rose into the air, biting down towards the thin body of the old monk of Meiling!

It was Chen Shuping, who pretended to be a sleeping Taoist servant, he chose to make a move at this time, and the jīng divine power of the old monk of Meiling was all used against the god of the golden hoop stick, and there was no way to guard against it.

Worst...... Yi Tianxing's shoulders trembled slightly, he was very struggling, but his heart was half cold, although he didn't understand what the old monk of Meiling could do at this time, but since the other party had already known that Chen Shuping was ambushed on the side, he would definitely leave behind.

I just don't know what this back hand is.

Chen Shuping, who was in danger, chose this as the most opportune time to sneak attack, but in fact, it should be the worst time.

What shocked Yi Tianxing was that the old monk of Meiling didn't leave a back hand at all when he fought with him, he was just ...... Stay!

Under the power of the golden rod, he can still stay strong, it's terrible!

The old monk of Meiling raised his head and glanced at Chen Shuping, who rushed over, and the chill in his eyes grew.

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The pure Buddha light rose from the hole in the tree, a soft light, but it implied the supreme power.

Chen Shuping's throat suddenly sounded a very strange sound, like swallowing saliva, and like a fried skinned fish on a barbecue stand.

The old monk of Meiling shouted fiercely: "The golden body is not bad!"

The flesh of the blood clan that has been cultivated for five hundred years, and the broken body that has been blessed by Buddhism, suddenly plated with a layer of golden light in the tree hole, looks brilliant and inexplicable.

Chen Shuping's immortal recipe has been released, and his white teeth are like knives, biting into the body of the old monk in Meiling.

In the tree hole, the two rows of sharp canine teeth were shattered by the golden body of the old monk of Meiling! Chen Shuping's body froze in mid-air, "Ah!" A miserable howl of extreme anger gushed out from the corners of his lips.

The body of the old monk of Meiling was also bitten through a deep blood hole, but there was no danger of breaking his body, he looked at Chen Shuping in front of him coldly, and slapped his palm on his chest lightly.

There was a muffled pop.

In mid-air, Chen Shuping's body was shocked and bounced back like a bullet, and the blood at the corner of his mouth sprayed all over the sky!

With Chen Shuping's strong strength, even if he fights head-on with the old monk of Meiling, he will not lose so badly, and this kid loves to be tricky, but the sneak attacker was miserably counterattacked, and the defeat was embarrassing, so unhappy.

Yi Tianxing's heart was half cold, thinking that this helper was really stupid, thinking so in his heart, but he didn't dare to relax in his hand, he snorted, the stick head mission was pressed, and with a move of his right hand, a heavenly flame that could melt everything in the world finally spewed out into the tree hole.

The Buddha in the tree cave is still lingering.

The old monk of Meiling closed his eyes, clasped his palms together, and said something on his lips: "Duh!"

The thousand-year-old ginkgo tree he conjured up with his jīng divine power retreated for no reason, and he was dozens of meters away from Yi Tianxing's golden rod heavenly fire.

And Yi Tianxing's sea of knowledge was also like a hammer, a tingling pain swirled back and forth in his brain, his body kept rolling up and down in the night sky, looking painful, he almost threw the golden stick and hugged his head.

I don't know how long it tossed, but he finally stabilized himself in the air, wiped the blood oozing from his nostrils, and his sleeves suddenly ignited...... Yi Tianxing bit his lip, his body fluttered and floated in the night sky, his eyes were full of fierceness, looking at the ginkgo tree dozens of meters away, and suddenly he screamed and stretched out the golden stick, and the tip of the stick suddenly became longer, like a golden laser smashing into the tree hole.

The old monk of Meiling gently closed his, and with a soft touch of his palms, the Buddha's breath filled in the tree hole suddenly opened, like an inflatable air bag.

The head of the golden rod touched the Buddha's breath airbag, and there was a muffled buzzing sound, like a puncture of an air pocket.

With a pop, the old monk of Meiling spit out a mouthful of blood and sprayed it on his palms.

Then he stretched out his right palm respectfully.

There was a soft "pop".

The old monk's bloody palm slowly caught an object falling from the sky.

The brass-wrapped Buddha finger relic shone with a faint flow of Buddha light on his bloody palm.

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The brass gradually dissolved, revealing the white finger bone with three blood lines attached to it.

The full Buddha breath in the tree hole seemed to sense the breath of this phalange, and rushed to the phalange tube first, and the Buddha light in the tree hole was full of light, jumping non-stop.

The old monk of Meiling looked at the fingers of his palm calmly, and chanted the scriptures softly.

Suddenly, the three blood lines on the Buddha's finger relics gradually faded!

The momentum of the old monk of Meiling has changed, and the original mellow and soft breath is still pure and soft, but at this time, it seems to have the power of heaven and earth, pressing the bright moon on the top and pressing the earth down, and a heavy pressure fills the Taoist temple around, up and down Meiling!

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Yi Tianxing and Chen Shuping, who were pressed by the supreme power of the old monk of Meiling and did not dare to step forward, looked at the scene in front of them and couldn't help but be stupid.

Yi Tianxing came to his senses and scolded angrily: "Dog, give it to me!"

Chen Shuping opened his mouth wide, his mouth was still bleeding and salivating, and he said like thunder: "Only crazy people are up!"

Yi Tianxing's heart was half cold, everyone still had a little hope before, at this time, the other party had already taken the Buddha finger relics in his hands, and it seemed that the other party had already planned how to use the Buddha finger relics, but in a moment, he could feel the supreme mana left by the Buddha in the finger bones.

To such an old monk of Meiling, or the blood Buddha of Meiling...... Do you want to go on it yourself?

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The light of the Buddha slowly flowed out from the finger bones, from the old monk of Meiling, and from the hole of the ginkgo tree.

Its sè is pure, its meaning is pure, its shape is pure and beautiful, its light shines in the night sky, and its quality intimidates all things.

The light of the Buddha melts, gradually reaching the sky, and the golden light points gradually condense and form, slowly forming a vague shape, which seems to be composed of different circles, with large circles and small circles, which look extremely soft.

Yi Tianxing nervously stared at the vision of the night with the golden stick, and the sweat gradually flowed down, wetting the golden stick.

The big circle and the small circle, endless, gradually distinguished, the circle above seems to be a head, and the circle below is a body.

Bursts of Buddha light erupted from the huge statue that reached the sky, shining up and down Meiling.

The treasure statue gradually shows its true face, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, difficult to describe in words, one finger to the sky, one finger to the ground, extremely powerful.

Yi Tianxing let out a wail in his heart, and then listened to the sound of chanting in front of the incarnation of the heavens of Mount Meru faintly from the depths of the Buddha's light, and his heart was confused and sad.

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"Buddha!"

Chen Shuping said with his mouth open in fear, blood running down his lips, and then twisted his ass and fled in the southeast direction like black smoke......

"Everyone can become a Buddha, ***!

The corners of Yi Tianxing's eyebrows trembled twice, he gritted his teeth violently, and the golden stick smashed into the ground, stirring up countless soils, swinging the stick behind him, and his figure rose into the air, and rushed into the Buddha statue in the depths of the Buddha's light!