PS: One word, boil. I can't stand it and leave. My passion has been blown away, adjust my mood, try to maintain a happy mood codeword, so that I don't feel too tired, it's hard to make up the number of words. Everyone, the online literature industry is sad, don't enter this industry, once you enter the deep palace, it is like the sea.

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These eyes are definitely mysterious beings, but they have not yet been developed.

The ancestor of all living beings, the mysterious race, is a race that worships the eye.

Zhou Sheng opened up his own world of smoke and rain and red dust, and he was also preparing to open up in his left eye.

The shijie in the left eye is the central shijie, and as for the three thousand big shijie formed by the differentiation of the body, hundreds of millions of small shijie are accessories.

Of course, it is only an idea now, and it has not yet been implemented.

As for the right eye, he is ready to condense the source of everything in himself, which is also a seed, even if he encounters a disaster that cannot be avoided in the future, he can make a comeback.

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As soon as his eyes opened, it was as if heaven and earth had opened their eyes, and the life of the dark shijie began to explore the root of shijie in the darkness.

A long time ago, there was no light in the darkness shijie, and the eyes were useless. But that race still evolved eyes, and this kind of evolution that doesn't fit the environment is their determination to see Shijie clearly.

When you open your eyes, heaven and earth open their eyes. Close your eyes, and this shijie has no meaning. The meaning of heaven and earth, in this respect, is also in the moment between this opening of the eyes.

This idea of being absolutely self-centered is called a naïve idealist view. Only believe that you are real, and everything else is false. Even what you see is false.

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Zhou Sheng opened his eyes. A faint colorless light shines out. Let him see the darkness clearly, see the essence clearly.

Except for the two Venerables, Taishang and Linglong, all the other Venerables, including Aoki Ancestor, were controlled by the Invincible Dynasty. Although they are still them, they are no longer them.

Thinking of this, Zhou Sheng's eyes flashed and he didn't pay attention to it anymore.

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Boom~~

An ocean appeared in front of it, called the Sea of Bitterness.

The so-called sea of bitterness is boundless. Never too late to mend. The power of the Ten Thousand Gods Array was too strong, and the people in the Buddhist Sect had known it for a long time, so they sent the great power of the Buddhist Sect to stop it.

Even if it can't be stopped, it can also block the pace and let the Buddhists and Bodhisattvas in the distance come to help.

Looking at the power of this sea of suffering, it must be the power of the Buddha Sect that has cultivated the ninth consciousness of Alayya, comparable to the Dark Venerable, and at least it can entangle the kung fu of the Ten Thousand Gods Array for several epochs.

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The Ten Thousand Gods Array rushed forward, wanting to cross the boundless sea of suffering and reach the other side.

A Buddha rises from the sea of suffering. This Buddha sits on the lotus platform, not like the white fat man of ordinary Buddhas. It's a wizened old monk.

The old monk was kind and smiled.

"Donors, turn back to the shore, otherwise you will inevitably have to go to the netherworld, even if you can be reincarnated and recultivated, it will be a hardship for this body......

Aoki Old Ancestor shouted loudly and turned into a big bird.

The cyan feathers, with two wings covering the sky and the sun, soared up to 90,000 miles, which is very similar to the Qingluan in myths and legends.

"Lighting the lamp, even if you are an old immortal, you dare to obstruct us and others, and you don't run for your life quickly......"

"The Buddha said, donor, you are enchanted......"

"Looking for ...... Death"

In a big fight, the ancient Buddha left with his injuries, and his own sea of suffering was poked into a big hole.

This sea of bitterness, just three inches of his lower abdomen, was pierced, and his intestines flowed out.

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After that, a Buddha came to disturb and buy time, so that the temple had more time to prepare.

The Pantheon Array is too vast and heavy to jump in space, which also causes it to only fly in the dark Shijie and cannot pass through the teleportation array.

If you don't borrow the formation and pass through the teleportation array, then you will be scattered, and it will be easy to be ambushed by the Buddha Gate, and you will suffer heavy casualties, so this kind of stable method is still haode.

A drink and a peck, heaven and earth have their own decision.

Zhou Sheng saw that it was still too early to reach the Zenwang Temple, so he couldn't help but ask the Prison Venerable to prepare here and jump away by himself.

He set up a teleportation array in his body, and his body suddenly collapsed, turning into a black hole, and rushed to the Zenwang Temple early.

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From a distance, Zenwangji Temple sits on a hill.

The ancient temple of green lanterns should have been very plain and peaceful, accompanied by the sound of bells. But now it is a noisy scene, with fat-headed and big-eared monks and soldiers, holding vajras, living arhats.

Looking at the size of the monks and soldiers, it is obvious that the food is good.

The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.

At the foot of the mountain are scattered the dynasties of Buddhism, and the mountainside is the temple of Zenwang Temple.

The light yellow Buddha wall, the root of the wall is dyed with red paint, the atmosphere is majestic and not luxurious. The peach blossoms are in full bloom, the scenery is beautiful, and the mountain spring flows into the temple from the waterfall.

Some of the temples built on the hill have small waterfalls that rush directly into the suspended corridors and enter the rooms. The water also washed down the fallen peach blossom petals......

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The mountain of Chanwang Temple is called Xiaoling Mountain, which is a Hinayana Buddhism, and compared to the real beings of Buddhism, the Great Leiyin Temple of Lingshan is still much worse.

Buddhism has 36 kinds of great supernatural powers, and 72 small and medium-sized supernatural powers.

Theravada Buddhism refers to these little prodigies. A small supernatural power cultivated is the level of the Eternal, and a great supernatural power cultivated is the Dark Venerable.

The Buddha who has cultivated all his supernatural powers is only the Buddha of the King of Freedom.

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These one hundred and eight large and small supernatural powers have also been spread to the outside world, forming various versions. All kinds of divine arts and martial arts are based on these more than 100 divine powers and are transformed.

The person who created this supernatural power is obviously not a living entity, but this heaven and earth, this dark realm itself, and only it has this kind of creation power.

A small supernatural power is enough for the world to study for a lifetime.

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Zhou Sheng hid his true body in the master instrument, separated a wisp of consciousness, and entered the mountain.

Now this little spiritual mountain has been placed under martial law. The investigation is very strict. Any heterogeneous thinking will be detected. It's just his kind of high-level thinking. Beyond the first layer of life genes, in order to live hidden.

This wisp of consciousness drifted in the wind, and soon penetrated into the eyebrows of a small monk, occupying his stinky skin.

The rolling vitality filled the body, and as soon as the little monk inhaled, the air from a radius of thousands of miles was inhaled into his lungs, and the sand flew away, and the big trees were uprooted.

This breath is not powerful. The little monk next to him was stunned.

"Senior Brother Zhishan, what's going on?"

"Smart brother, it's okay, don't worry about my ......"

These two little monks cultivated to a low level, and they also learned a few hands to practice Qi Kung Fu, although they can fly the eaves and walk on the wall, and step on the blue waves, but in front of the real supernatural powers, they yawn and blow away.

The two monks had a flat burden on their shoulders, but they did not go down the mountain to carry water. After all, the rough work of carrying water can be done by those Buddhist slaves. Even the most ordinary little novice, on this mountain. It is also possible to dispose of those lowly slaves at will.

The two of them were ordered by an old monk, that is, the master of the young monks, to go to the dynasty not far from the mountain to collect rent.

There is not one temple on the mountain, but there are temples everywhere on the mountainside, and temples have been built wherever the mountain is suitable for building a temple.

There are more than a million scattered temples, and it can also be said that these temples belong to the Zen King Temple, which is the territory of Buddhism, and the whole mountain belongs to their family.

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The wise little monk touched his bald head and sighed: "The weirdness of the gust of wind just now, the wind was so strong that the sand squinted, and I couldn't see what was going on, could it be that there was a Buddha passing by......"

"Where there are so many Buddhas, even our masters, we have not cultivated to the realm of Buddhas. I heard that the Buddhas are now busy resisting the invading demons from outside, and they can spit out blue fire, control wind, rain, thunder and lightning, just like the legendary god of wind and rain......" Zhishan smiled.

He is also Zhou Sheng now, but this body is too weak, and he still has to practice hard. His consciousness was too strong, his body was too weak, and he felt like he would tear his body apart with a casual movement.

Take advantage of this opportunity to learn all the small magical powers of this Zenwang Temple, and in the future, you will be regarded as a half-baked Buddhist disciple.

"Legend has it that the demons outside that day are not so powerful, formless and substantial, if it weren't for the Buddhas to stop it, our heaven and earth would have become a hunting ground for the demons. A few days ago, a demon's corpse fell outside the temple, which was the size of an ordinary person, but the earth within a radius of millions of miles shook three times, the mountain peaks collapsed, there was a mudslide, and many ancient tombs in the mountains were exposed, and there were many relics of the old Buddha sitting inside. It's a pity that they were all gone, and they didn't have anything to do with us......"

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Zhou Sheng is carefully sorting out this Zhishan memory.

There's not much either, after all, it's just the lowest of a small novice.

These low-level monks and the Yamashita Dynasty all take Shijie on this mountain as the center of Shijie, and there are demons outside the sky, and their eyes have not yet been opened.

If you want to become a Buddha, you can only practice a small supernatural power, condense a bodhichitta in your body, a relic, that is, become an eternal being.

Near the temple, there is a small dynasty, called the Mingye Dynasty, the population is not more than one million, covering an area of only tens of thousands of kilometers, there is no fertile land, no irrigation ditch, belongs to the land of poor mountains and bad waters.

Poor mountains and bad waters come out of the people.

In this Ming Ye Dynasty, serving Buddhism, the people paid a lot of taxes, and many people gave them fat and ointment.

Some secular people get married, and on the first night of the bride, these great monks have to taste it first, which is really enough.

Even the emperor believed in Buddhism and did not dare to neglect the monks.

If you come to an ordinary little novice, you must also be respectful, otherwise it will be a disaster of flesh and skin.

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In such a squeezing, there are naturally peasant uprisings/rebels. Now in this world, there is a mess outside, and this small place is also a mess, and there is no clean place.

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The flat shoulders carried by the two monks were used to collect yellow and white things such as gold and silver.

The smart little monk's face was excited, this kind of good errand for collecting rent, but it was difficult to ask for it. The rent collected will inevitably be deducted by the two of them.

The monks in the mountains can eat chickens and fish, or they can find a partner, all of which cost money. Buddhism and the like have no binding force on these inferior monks.

Cultivating Buddha is not a rule. Only the Buddha can uphold a glazed heart and concentrate on cultivating supernatural powers.

"This time, I waited for the two of them to go down the mountain, and I could do it again. I heard that the little king had a daughter, who was fourteen years old, and was very beautiful, and went to see it......"

There are waves in the heart of Zhizhi, and many of the emperor's concubines have been favored by the Buddha/have been fortunate, which is very tasteful. (To be continued......)