The black carriage continued to walk westward, and in the carriage, Ning Que carefully smoothed out those black bulas, then looked at the chessboard and asked, "Why did you come here?"

Sangsang said: "I want to confirm one thing. ”

I don't know what material the chessboard is made of, it looks like iron, and it smells cold and hard, but when Ning Que knocks it with his fingers, it doesn't make any sound.

The chessboard left by the Buddha to the world is naturally extraordinary.

Ning Que looked at the chessboard, was silent for a moment, and then asked, "What is it related to the Buddha?"

"Yes," said Sangsang, "I wonder if he is dead or alive. ”

Ning Que was shocked and speechless, he had thought that Sangsang was trying to figure out the secret transmission of the Buddha sect in the Hanging Temple to find a way to return to the Kingdom of God, and even guessed that she might be going to destroy the Hanging Temple, but he never imagined that what she wanted to do was to confirm the life and death of the Buddha! This means that the Buddha is still alive?

"I don't understand, didn't the Buddha have already attained Nirvana?"

"When I was in the Rotten Ke Temple, I told you that he was dead, but still alive. ”

Ning Que remembered that on the peak of Washan Mountain, she looked at the stone statue of the Buddha that no longer existed in the spring rain, and suddenly felt something, saying that the Buddha was the description of the surname Xue.

At that time, he felt very inexplicable, so he didn't think deeply, but he didn't expect that she really thought that the Buddha could still live, and came to the Western Wilderness for this reason.

Ning Que was very puzzled, the Buddha was obviously nirvana, how could he still be alive?

"What is Nirvana?" asked Sangsan.

Ning Que was slightly stunned and said, "Nirvana is the highest state of Buddhism......

Sang Sang said expressionlessly: "If nirvana is death, why not just call death?"

This question is very simple, even with a taste of unreasonableness, but Ning Que has no way to answer it, because he knows very well that her question has actually explained the problem.

Sangsang looked out the window at the snowy wasteland and said, "Like your teacher, the Buddha also thought about how to overcome me, he wanted to use wisdom to understand me, but he couldn't do it, so he wanted to investigate the cause and effect, and then jump out of the cause and effect to survive the time, then he could survive me, but who can really jump out of the cause and effect, beyond time?"

Ning Que said, "So?"

Sangsang said, "The Buddha hid himself so that I could not find him, and then when the time came, he would wake up." ”

The so-called chance is difficult to define, either when she returns to the kingdom of God, or when she is difficult to leave the world, and when she is getting weaker, she must have her own wonderful calculations.

Ning Que understood a little, but he was more puzzled, Haotian was omnipotent, omniscient, how could he not know the life and death of the Buddha? Even when the master was in the past, it was impossible to completely avoid Haotian's eyes, but he was one with the world, and Haotian had no way to confirm his ontology.

"I really know everything. Sangsang said, "So I'm puzzled, so I'm going to come and see, if the Buddha is still alive, I'll kill him, so I know his life and death." ”

If you don't know whether the Buddha is alive or dead, then I will find you, if you are dead, if you are still alive, then I will kill you, so that your life and death can be determined, what a domineering declaration.

Only she is qualified to say such things.

Ning Que suddenly felt that in front of such a wife, he could indeed only be a family man, so he consciously picked up those black cloths and began to sew up the big black umbrella.

For example, in the autumn of that year, Ning Que and Sang Sang came to the Western Wilderness from the Rotten Ke Temple. It's just that at that time they came with the Buddha's chessboard, and now the Buddha's chessboard is in their hands.

In the desolate wilderness, there was a lonely tree.

The trunk is gray and white, the leaves are like futons, and the green and green groups are in the light snow, which is the Bodhi tree.

There are a few traces of slight depressions under the linden tree, and the inside is as smooth as a mirror, very clean, there is no fallen leaves, no dust, no snowflakes, and there is nothing in it.

The Buddha lay on his side under the Bodhi tree and closed his eyes and nirvana, these are the last traces of his stay in the world.

The black carriage stopped in front of the Bodhi tree, and Ning Que and Sang Sang walked down.

There is an old monk under the Bodhi tree.

This old monk wears a hat and holds a tin branch, and his body seems to be closely connected with the desolate and boundless earth.

The old monk is not the Buddha, but the Buddha in the world today: the first lecture in the Hanging Temple.

As soon as Chaoyang City was farewell, it had been several autumns in a hurry. The first one is one of the strongest people that Ning Que has seen in this life, and under the master is the Lord and him, and at this time, seeing him sitting under the Bodhi tree, it is inevitable that he is a little nervous.

The first seat of the lecture did not look at Ning Block, but looked at Sang Sang beside him, and the feelings in his eyes were very complicated, with pity, compassion, sympathy, and most firmness.

Sangsang wants to go under the Bodhi tree to see the traces left by the Buddha's nirvana.

The first one sits under the Bodhi tree, if he doesn't let it, how can he see it?

The senior brother and the second senior brother in their heyday joined forces, and they were not necessarily the opponents of the first seat of the scriptures, and Ning Que never thought that he could cross this mountain range by himself.

Yes, the first place in the sermon was an invisible but extremely majestic mountain range in the earth, his feet seemed to be born in the wilderness, and the tin branch in his hand was a giant tree in the mountain.

"Please give way to the seniors. Ning Que said.

The first one looked at him quietly and said, "Why do you have to give way?"

Ning Que said, "We want to take a look at the Bodhi tree. ”

The first one sighed lightly and said, "Bodhi is not a tree. ”

Ning Que said: "We are not monks, and we don't fight against the enemy. ”

The first one said, "Even if Bodhi is a tree, it is also a tree in my Hanging Temple." ”

Sang Sang suddenly said, "This tree is engraved with the name of the Hanging Temple?"

This sentence is so unreasonable, it seems that a naughty child snatches the truth when he snatches a toy, where did he think that Haotian would say such a thing, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

The first lecture in the Hanging Temple is the pinnacle of the cultivation world, but in Sang Sang's eyes, he is just a mortal, even if he is connected to the wilderness, it is a somewhat cumbersome stone.

Sangsang walked under the linden tree.

Ning Que's expression became nervous.

After Liu Bai entered the peach mountain, this was the dialogue between Haotian and the strongest human being.

Shouza slowly closed his eyes, not looking at her as he walked under the tree.

He sat under the tree, there was a mountain range, its roots were deep in the earth's crust, its peaks were towering into the clouds, and it had reached the blue sky, even if Haotian came to the world, how could it be overcome?

Sangsang walked under the Bodhi tree and walked towards the first one.

Her feet fell to the knees of the first seat.

The body of the first seat is not very tall, and it is even a little thin.

She was so tall and so plump.

She walked towards the body of the first one, like a white elephant about to climb the beautiful rockery in the garden.

It's a strange sight, a little incomprehensible.

When her feet landed on the first one, the rockery became a real mountain.

The mountains are majestic.

She didn't care, and continued upward, landing her left foot on Shouza's shoulder.

No matter how high the mountain is, she only needs to walk three steps to reach the top.

The blue embroidered shoes, touching the hat, shook the earth and disturbed, and the sky was full of clouds.

She stood on top of the first one, quietly looking at the Bodhi tree in front of her, and looking at the Hanging Temple in the distance.

It's as if you're standing on the top of a peak and looking at the scenery.

It's a really magical scene.

For Sangsang, there is no mountain in the world that she cannot overcome.

Even though this mountain range is so majestic and its peak is about to reach the sky, there is still a slight distance between it and the sky.

Even if this mountain range leads to the wilderness, and there is an endless thick earth underneath, she can still suppress it.

She uses the power of the heavenly vault to suppress the earth.

The shaking of the earth continued, and it became more and more violent.

The green linden tree did not fall, but the futon-like leaves fell all over the ground.

Shouza's body also began to shake violently, and the robe on his body shattered into countless butterflies, fleeing towards the four fields, his pale body glowing with a faint white luster, like a statue.

Ning Que looked at the picture under the tree, shocked and speechless, remembering that in Chaoyang City, neither the Yuan Thirteen Arrows nor the Iron Sword could leave a trace on the body of the first seat.

The first one has been cultivated to the point that the body has become a Buddha, regardless of the body and mind, King Kong is not bad, at this time, it seems that even if the sky dome is overwhelming, it can continue to hold on!

Sangsang stood on top of the head with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent.

She didn't care how long the old monk who was trampled under her feet could hold up, she just wanted to look at the tree.

The earth continued to shake violently, countless deep and invisible black cracks appeared on the barren fields, and there was even red magma overflowing in the distance!

The flowery green clothes of Sangsang are slight in the wind, and the light snow is light, slowly descending.

She stepped on the first seat of the sermon under her feet, and slowly fell into the earth, squeezing out countless black dirt, making a tooth-aching sound and a rock cracking sound!

It didn't take long for the first seat of the lecture to sink completely into the ground, only the head of the sermon was exposed to the ground, and the two white eyebrows were floating in the smoke and dust, looking extremely bleak.

If you don't leave the earth, you won't be bad, this is the supreme Dharma of the first practice of the Sutra, even if the Lord regains the realm, there must be nothing to do with him.

Sangsang's method is very simple, she directly allows him to truly merge with the earth into the three-body problem.

The head of the first sermon is on the ground, and the eyes are closed.

Sangsang walked down from the top of his head, just a very low stone staircase.

She didn't look back at the supreme Buddha and walked to the Bodhi tree with her hands behind her back.

She said to the first one before that the name of the Hanging Temple was not engraved on the Bodhi Tree, so this tree was not from the Hanging Temple, in fact, this Bodhi Tree had her name engraved on it, so it was hers.

In the autumn of that year, she and Ning Que fled from the Rotten Ke Temple to come here, when they were chased and killed by the world, and they were saddened, Ning Que took her to see the remains of the Buddha, and then carved a line of words under the Bodhi tree.

"In the autumn of the sixteenth year of the Apocalypse, Ning Que of the Academy brought his wife, Sang Sang, the daughter of the Hades King, to visit here. ”

After seeing the traces left by the Buddha's nirvana under the Bodhi tree, she left the Bodhi tree with her hands behind her back and walked towards the peak in the distance that was level with the ground, and between the peaks was the Hanging Temple.

Ning Que smiled at the line of handwriting on the Bodhi tree, looked at the head of the head of the first sermon on the ground, sighed, and drove the carriage towards her tall figure in the wilderness.

(First of all, thank you for your recommendation votes, please continue to teach, continue to vote, thank you very much, and then it is, the rhythm of 10,000 a day, it's always unsustainable, and it's not our style, isn't it?, so it's this chapter today, I'll sort out the plot later, and I'll have a big outbreak tomorrow, I'm still used to this neurotic rhythm, anyway, I didn't ask for a monthly pass, I can be violent as much as I want, as long as the total number is a lot, hahahaha, I'm happy when I think about it.) (To be continued.)