The memory of the Buddha, or the picture of the dream, collapsed like a dream bubble, and finally every falling fragment turned into a Bodhi leaf one by one, pure and free, between heaven and earth, a vast, like a dark and lightless place, what you see in front of you, only the world as pure as water.

Ripples are born step by step, and a back can be seen in front of you.

Qi Wufu stood behind with a sword in his hand.

The young man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, and the bottom of his eyes was gentle: "You are here." ”

Qi Wufu has already understood the many changes in the past and present, and the reason why the Buddha died early-

The Buddha chose to sit upright under the Bodhi tree, extinguishing himself, in order to turn the boat into a horizontal boat, connecting the past and the present, so that Qi Wufu will pass on the final calamity and many changes in the afterlife, and the past will continue to be passed on, if it is a closed loop, it is also like a ritual.

It's just that Qi Wufu hadn't thought about these things before.

Looking at the back of the Buddha, he did not open his mouth to ask why, after seeing the Buddha's determination, and then asking why, it was an insult to such a will and determination, the emperor in black spoke softly and calmly, and responded:

"Poor Dao, it's too late."

The young man lowered his eyes, smiled, and seemed to have everything in silence, and said gently:

"No, it's not late, it's not late, it's just right."

He turned around and looked at the black-clothed True Martial Emperor with a sword, his eyes were calm, and he said: "Because of the existence of Daoyou, those three should be prepared for the end of the tribulation in advance, and if they want to come to the Six Realms of the world, they can still be called peaceful, but tranquility cannot last long." ”

He stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a lotus flower emerged, each of which was as the one Qi Wufu saw, but it was different from that one, the one that Qi Wufu had obtained had been mixed with the charm of Buddha's light, and this lotus flower contained a majestic and boundless huge qi that was in line with Qi Wufu's own foundation.

"What is this?"

"It is a [sharp sword] handed over to poor monks in ancient times, passed down from generation to generation, and ready to be sent to the hands of Taoist friends."

Qi Wufu didn't immediately reach out to take this lotus flower that exuded majestic vitality, looked at the Buddha in front of him, thought for a while, and asked, "Is my going and returning [destined]?" ”

The young man looked at him gently and shook his head.

In the eyes of the Buddha, two times were seen.

In other words, at least the two fateful directions were short-lived, and the two fates had already completed the change when Qi Wufu arrived here, and finally the trajectories of the two fates were completely reduced to one, he said gently: "Even if the cause and effect you see at this moment are connected, it is not like this from the beginning. ”

"The Emperor of the Last Tribulation Tianzun saw the Final Tribulation, but we couldn't complete the Final Tribulation."

"We have different paths, but we don't want the end to come."

"The Primordial Heavenly King, the Emperor of the Emperor, the Emperor of the Great Dao of Yuchen, chose to explore in that era."

"And the poor monk originally sat here. It's a gamble, in the era of gambling on the future, there must still be a level of [Imperial Venerable], you can find the divine thoughts left here by the poor monks, and then try to get in touch, and then when you come into contact with the Sanqing Dao Ancestor in my memory, I will inform them of the future. ”

"It's with me as a boat to cross, and in this era of gambling, there are still royal honorables who have the spirit of the royal honor, but are willing to cross the sword before the final catastrophe."

The young Buddha spoke in a brisk tone:

"Obviously, the poor monk won the bet."

"The cause and effect of the closed loop has been concluded since then, you have come here, and you have come here, it is your choice, the breeding of the power of the royal honor, and it is your experience; The poor monk chooses to incarnate as a boat, which is the choice of the poor monk; The Primordial Heavenly King has prepared the sword that will make you face the end of the world, and it is his choice. ”

"The three of us have our own choices and each has our own things to do."

"But they are all indispensable."

"And our purpose is the same."

"It's like this lotus, from the primordial king, he trusts me and the poor monk waits for these years, the poor monk trusts the Taoist friend, and then hand it over to you, work together with each other, and get the right result."

The monk's palm moved slightly, and this lotus flower containing majestic vitality fell in front of Qi Wufu's body, slowly turning, exuding a majestic charm, and the breath was majestic, Qi Wufu raised his hand to hold this thing, and the immeasurable and majestic Yuan Qi rose here, and the lotus slowly rotated.

The Buddha said gently: "The foundation of the Taoist friend is extremely solid, and what the primordial king entrusted to the poor monk is that this saving 10,000-year practice is like rain to moisten the treasure tree, how much can you get, it is not yet known...... But I believe in you, the primordial kings of the primeval era, and I also believe in you. ”

"The duties of the poor monk have also been completed."

He sat there cross-legged, his hands raised, and gently put them together in front of him, the world of the Buddha's mind around him was shattered, and they were disturbed, and all of them turned into scattered Bodhi leaves, under the Bodhi tree, the young Buddha looked gentle, and the surrounding streamers escaped, and the entire Buddhist monks were waiting outside.

Amitabha Buddha, who was bewitched by Bo Xun, recognized his teacher, and the old Amitabha Buddha's eyes widened suddenly, he staggered towards the front, and then seemed to have lost all strength, and suddenly he sat on his knees and choked up: "My Buddha, my Buddha ......"

"You're back."

"You're back......"

Amitabha Buddha choked up, burst into tears, and couldn't speak, as if the struggles of so many calamities were at this time, he could breathe a sigh of relief, and the burden on his shoulders seemed to be relaxed, and the young man lowered his eyes and stretched out his hand to gently touch the shoulder of the old Buddha next to him, and said, "It's hard work......"

Amitabha Buddha choked up and couldn't speak.

The Buddha said softly: "Over the years, my soul has only remained under this Bodhi tree, but I can't guide you, maybe there is still some time today, Amitabha, go and call everyone here." ”

Amitabha wiped away his tears with his sleeve, got up and walked outside, he seemed to have forgotten his cultivation at the moment, still like the first year of the primeval times, his body tended forward, trotting all the way out, and under this Bodhi tree, only the black-robed and jade-crowned Zhenwu Emperor, and the young Buddha sitting cross-legged.

Qi Wufu looked at him and said, "...... Carrying our spirits and wills to communicate, your souls ......"

The Buddha smiled and said, "Well, even with the existence of Yuchen Daojun, my memory accurately fell on the three of them when they appeared at the same time, but my divine soul has still reached its limit, and it may be broken." ”

"But after the breaking, it is also the beginning of a new life, and my soul will not disappear and be empty, but will return to this world, maybe it will turn into grass and trees, or it may fall in the river, or it will fall on the shoulders of passers-by one day, if you think about it, won't you be so sad?"

"Daoist friends don't have to sigh and sigh because of this."

The Buddha clasped his hands together and said softly, "There is no greater goodness in the world that can save lives." ”

"Crossing the sea of suffering is the greatest good fruit."

"My Dharma has been fulfilled at this moment, so I don't need any thanksgiving, no need for any sorrow."

Living beings can't break the cycle of life and death, it's suffering.

However, to regard the reincarnation of the common people as the way of death and annihilation, and to look at the suffering, death, etc., is evil in itself.

In my opinion, all beings are lovely.

Therefore, if one day, the great road rotates, the heavens and the earth are opened, and the catastrophe of the era is reincarnated and the living beings in front of me are enemies, I will definitely stand on the side of the living beings.

Qi Wufu felt the Buddha's way in front of him.

The Buddha seemed to think of something, and said with a gentle smile: "Speaking of which, Taoist friends may not know what my heels are, I myself am one of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth born after Taiyi opened the world, which is this Bodhi tree, what kind of Buddhism is it, in fact, I am not a Buddha." ”

"I went and did not disperse, so although this linden tree bears fruit, it never matures; When I go, this fruit will also ripen, and if you are interested, you can come here and take it. ”

And during this period of time, with the sound of footsteps, more monks rushed over, they bowed and bowed, and then slowly walked into the area covered by the Bodhi tree, sitting cross-legged on the ground, no longer need the golden lotus, no longer need the white jade lotus platform, the young Buddha spoke, telling the last Dharma.

The tone was calm and serene, with serenity and serenity, and many bodhisattvas listened quietly.

Finally, when they saw the young man under the Bodhi tree close his eyes, and saw that his body began to ripple in layers, as if it was about to be scattered and broken, Amitabha Buddha subconsciously shouted:

"Buddha!"

The young man opened his eyes and smiled, "Just close your eyes and recuperate, don't make such noise." ”

The old Amitabha Buddha was like a novice who was a novice practitioner, half-kneeling in front of the Buddha and saying:

"Buddha, if you leave, we, what will we do?"

"How the Disciple Will Practice ......"

"Isn't it your business to practice? Why are you asking me? ”

Amitabha Buddha said in a low voice: "The disciple is worried that the disciple Buddha's heart will be lost, and he is worried about falling into all evils. ”

The Buddha smiled and said, "Then, if you have to be restrained by external forces to be able to stay away from all evil and desires, isn't that not your so-called Buddha mind, and you haven't actually practiced?" ”

Not far under the tree, the black-robed emperor with a sword looked into the distance, it seemed to have returned to the Buddha gate of the first year of the primeval years, beside him, Yuchen Daojun looked flat, but at this moment, he opened the memory he left for himself, so that the Buddha can be used as a raft to maintain the past and present, and the exchange above the Yuzun level, naturally there is also this Yuchen Daojun as an anchor.

Is the past determining the present, or is the present reversing the past?

It is not clear whether it is cause or effect.

Yuchen Daojun looked at his palm and said lightly: "It seems that this body should leave." ”

The young Daojun said freely: "It's just like the primeval years, under the mountains and forests, I had another big dream...... However, this time, Dameng has fought with my future self, and I have fought with you, but I have no regrets. ”

"No confusion."

"Inherit a favor from that monk."

"Buddhism, give me a stable life."

Qi Wufu nodded slightly, Dao Dao Jun didn't say anything, patted the disciple's shoulder, smiled freely, lifted the Qingping sword in his hand again, and walked forward, as in the past, his steps gradually became lighter, his body gradually dispersed, and finally turned into a wisp of spring breeze, walking into the wind, this state, this stage of Yuchen Dao Jun, never to see him again.

The essence of Yuchen, the purple smoke of Jiuqing, the brilliance of jade, and the truth of Jinying.

In the end, it turned into a Qi, circulated and changed, returned to thirty-four days, and went to the Shangqing Realm for more than one day.

Qi Wufu watched the Yuchen Daojun transformed by the silhouette of Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun at a certain stage in the past leave, and said softly in his heart: "Goodbye, teacher......"

And the Buddha over there gently lowered his eyes, responded to the confusion of many disciples, and finally smiled: "I should also leave." ”

Amitabha Buddha said, "Teacher......! ”

The Buddha, who looked like he was just a young man, stretched out his hand, stroked the hair of the little novice back then, and finally looked at the stunned and distracted, showing a bitter burning lamp, nodded, and smiled: "Have you changed your path?" ”

Burning the lamp makes the eyes sore.

The Buddha said softly: "It's also very good, go to the other roads to see, come back in the end, or not come back, you can do it, and don't be bound by something." ”

He looked at Amitabha Buddha again, looked at the rest of the monks, the Bodhisattva, and said softly:

"If that's what you think, I'll be back."

He made a promise.

"But I don't know when I'll be back, maybe the next moment, maybe a long, long time later."

"As I have been, as I have been, you should regard me as if I am coming, but you must also know that I am only coming as if I am coming, and I have not really arrived, so don't blindly believe and blindly follow the idol of a [Buddha], everyone has the Dharma and Buddha nature, how can there be only one fixed standard?"

Amitabha Buddha murmured, "As you are, as you go, Buddha, as you come." ”

The young man smiled with his eyes down, folded his hands, and chanted his last Dharma.

"Do not do any evil."

"That's my law."

The sound spread, the wind blew, and the Buddha, who had crossed the eternity with his body as a boat, just for a glimmer of hope, turned into smoke.

Because he is a boat raft, let the Sanqing Dao Ancestors know the picture of the future catastrophe.

Therefore, Sanqing can cultivate a person who is enough to break the final tribulation, but in the end, it is this person who is enough to break the final tribulation, and the news is passed back, everything is complete, only in the end, the Buddha's final voice is warm and peaceful, with blessings:

"Please—"

"We must cut the final catastrophe."

Many monks wept bitterly in unison, and the Bodhi fruit that had never matured in these several eons of eons had never been ripe.

On this day, it finally matures.

Qi Wufu held the lotus flower in his hand, he looked at the direction of the Buddha's departure, solemnly bowed his head, the lotus flower in his hand spread out, and the power and determination entrusted by the primordial heavenly king from the beginning of the countless years and determination fell into his body.

It takes time, but it just takes time to polish the Imperial Venerable Qi, like a tree bud in the rain, at this moment, it began to grow at an incredible speed, and when it came to his current realm, it was impossible for cultivation to be infused by others, but the entrustment of the primordial heavenly king was enough to erase the most critical flaw of Qi Wufu-

Time.

Qi Wufu closed his eyes.

watched the catastrophe and broke the catastrophe, and the context behind all kinds of things in the past was finally completely understood.

The light on the Bodhi tree is moving, and the qi in the Taoist body has been formed.

The spirit of the royal dignity stretches all over the body.

There is only one step left.

Scratch your head, and then try to pull back to your routine, you should be back to the two watches, bow down.

Good night everyone, pay attention to your body.

Help a friend push a new book

(End of chapter)