The mind slammed the vajra stick to the ground, and the whole house shook a little.

"My sister stood behind me. ”

"Your Majesty......"

Since entering Baituo Temple, Yuyin's heart palpitations have been inexplicably panicked. When cleaning the statues, they are very restrained, and if it weren't for the presence of others, Yuyin would definitely not stay here.

In front is the Buddha Rulai, although it is only a statue, but the Buddha's meaning on his body is real. Yuyin was a little scared.

The Brahmin King turned around and patted Yuyin's hand: "What is fake is fake, even if there is authentic Dharma, it is still fake." ”

The king of brahmanas then walked forward, in a straight line until he reached the statue of the god Nyorai.

I saw that she did not squint, and put her left foot on the instep of the statue of Nyorai, and her right foot came over, and used its knee as a step.

"In the Western Heaven Elysium, how can the World-Honored One allow mortals to trample on it. ”

The idol finally spoke. In a word, there is a strange fragrance all over the room, and white lotus flowers grow on the pillars, beams, and even on the ground.

In the void door, the tiger elephant roared happily. Eighteen Luo Huo and many Bodhisattvas chant Buddhist scriptures, a scene of boundless bliss.

"Hmph...... "The Brahmin king was unmoved, and with his third foot, he stepped on the thigh of the idol of Nyorai."

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The two Buddha horns came from two people, the first one from the statue of the god Nyorai. In the room, the flying fairy with a flower blue twisted her graceful figure out, and sprinkled gorgeous petals while flying.

The second sound came from the mind. I saw him leave with his feet and sit in meditation in the air, with the Vajra Bodhi stick lying in front of him, and his hands folded. Close your eyes, seal your mouth, stop your breath, and clean your ears. Ignore the many auspicious atmospheres in the room.

At this time, Yuyin was already sweating profusely, and the true intention of the Buddhist family continued to wash away her soul. The Ten Burial Ghost Sutra turned over the clouds and rain in the sea of knowledge, as if it was about to break out of the body.

"Grab my royal robe. ”

The Brahmin king reminded again. She is the emperor of the Buddha Kingdom in the Western Regions, even if the real Buddha comes, she must bow to her, and she must be honored with the title of "Your Majesty"!

In this way, regardless of the level of cultivation, only the great principles and laws are discussed. If the true Buddha does not follow the rules set by the humanity of the Western Regions, humanity will eliminate the rude and lawless gods, immortals, demons, and Buddhas.

Yuyin's cultivation is not bad, but it is a pity that he practices ghost Taoism and divine arts, and he is born with a sense of awe of Buddhism. If the Ten Burials through the Ghost Sutra can be cultivated to perfection, the real Buddha will not be afraid when he comes.

The king of Brahmanas walked very slowly, and the idol seemed to turn back into a muddy tire, and remained motionless for her to trample on.

Everyone present knows that the comparison between the two is "meaning". The meaning of domination, the meaning of authentic law.

got up again and stepped on the belly of the idol, and Yuyin, who was lifting the skirt behind him, also stepped on it.

The magic and auspiciousness in the house intensify. Directly above the center, Fang Cun Ling Mountain appeared. Hundreds of millions of Buddhists chanting the scriptures together are like singing praises and expressing the boundless joy in their hearts.

"Heaven and earth, I am the only one!"

The idol clasped his hands together, and then pressed down with the palm of one hand facing down.

The Brahmin king laughed. The idol was anxious and afraid. If it really has the mind of a Buddha, how can it use magic?

When you reach the Buddha's realm, you will be born with a thought. Spells are just a small way, just a means to cultivate "will".

In the face of the Buddha's palm of the idol, the Brahmin king cannot retreat and will not retreat. Retreat, and the emperor's will will fall apart.

Slowly take off the gloves, and hold the palm of your hand, as if there is a mark in the palm.

Unexpectedly, it was not to meet the enemy, but to press down. The method is exactly the same as stamping the emperor's seal on the holy decree.

The idol's palm immediately rested in front of the Brahmin king. It was not that it stopped voluntarily, but that someone ordered. The Emperor of Humanity ordered it to stop.

"I, when I sit in the high hall, sweep away the false and evil spirits, and return the people of the world to a clear sky. ”

Move again, don't dodge or dodge, and directly meet the palm of the idol that stays in front of you.

The emperor is in court clothes, and in front of him is the sword mountain and the sea of fire, and the Senluo Prefecture, the emperor will step on the high position and govern the mountains and rivers.

The palm of the hand melted, like a candle in the face of a heat wave, and it melted without resistance.

The statue looked directly at the melting palm, and in its mind, there was no way to deal with the situation.

"The ...... of the Buddha"

The anger of those arhats and bodhisattvas disappeared, and the color of horror spread.

The king of Brahmanas went all the way up until his feet were on the top of the head of the idol of the god Nyorai.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The gold and platinum on the body of the god and Buddha began to fall, and the Buddha's eyes flowed bloody red liquid. The room was replaced by a disgusting stench.

The arhats and bodhisattvas did not come forward, not because they did not want to, but because they could not come forward. Because on the spot, the Buddha light released by the golden body and mind consciousness blocked them.

When the idol of Nyorai was almost transformed, the Brahmin king happened to step on the edge of the high platform. A court suit, along with Yuyin, was brought up.

Take a few more steps and sit on the top of the platform. The body was straight, and he said: "I, open the court, the gods and ghosts retreat." ”

Offstage, the statue of the god has turned into a puddle of mud. When the king of brahmanas said this, a little light flew out of the mud and hurried into the mountain.

The "Buddha" ran away, and those Arhats and Bodhisattvas naturally did not dare to stay. One by one, the points of light flew out and were also thrown into the Spirit Mountain. And their bodies turned into mud.

Many auspicious scenes of Buddhism were subsequently put into it. The mind let go of the six senses and floated to the bottom of the high platform, and the Vajra Bodhi stick pointed to Fang Cun Lingshan: "What a big boldness, the Buddhas of the heavens have let you and others pretend." My Buddha was furious. ”

"Amitabha, the world is so ignorant that they think they know the heavens and the earth, but in fact they are in the ......."

A person walked down the mountain in Fang Cunling. A great monk with long hair and a shawl, dressed in a dark gold robe.

"Wheel King!" the Brahmin King stood up and stared at the monk.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Xinjue put away the stick and bowed to the monk, "The little monk has seen the holy king." ”

Just now, the mind closed the six senses and did not make a move, precisely because he sensed the existence of the Wheel Saint King. No matter whether this holy king is good or bad, he is always a fellow senior, and he feels that it is not easy to make a move.

Brahmin kings are different. Although she rules the country of Buddhism, and Buddhism is also profound, she essentially walks the path of an emperor.

On weekdays, you can be polite to Buddhist monks, and even respect monks for nine points. But when you put on your court clothes and walk to the throne, the gods and Buddhas can't stand in front of you, and the demons and monsters must retreat.

Linglong has a strong imperial spirit, she is in the prime of life, and the Western Regions have developed very strongly in the past few years. The stronger she is, the stronger the Western Regions, and similarly, the stronger the Western Regions, the stronger she is. The emperor's breath commands the world, and this "world" is not only "the people", but also gods, Buddhas, fairies, demons, ghosts and demons are all in this world.

If in a few years, when Linglong is old, or rather, she has made a mistake, which makes the world restless and restless. Then the emperor's qi will become less and less and weaker. At that time, the "world" will be commanded, and all kinds of chaos will appear.

The Wheel Saint King stood in the high school and looked down at the Brahmin King: "I have seen Your Majesty." ”

It is only verbal, and there is no respect at all.

"Wheel Saint King, back then, you were also a generation of saints. Although I have made a mistake and was sealed here, I feel that the past will let it pass. Before this trip, I want to remove the seal and return your freedom......"

The king of Brahmins said angrily, "But what have you done, to use the human body as a container for immortality for yourself and your followers?"

"Hahaha...... Your Majesty is a daughter after all, and she can't compare to the atmosphere of a man. What's wrong with how many people die? As long as I can return to the world as a Buddha, everything can be sacrificed. ”

"Amitabha, Holy King, you are wrong. The Buddha never left. "Xin Jue is still very polite.

"Hmph! Little novice, I don't know how thick the sky is. You've only been studying Buddhism for a few years? Lao Tzu was like you back then, thinking that as long as you practiced hard, you would be able to see the truth. And what happened? Where is Rulai? Has he been here?"

With a long sigh, the Wheel Saint King said again: "I am as I come, and as I am." ”

"Boom ......"

Coming again.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" Xinjue sincerely sighed at the height of the Wheel Saint King. He has realized the wonderful method of "I am what I am". This Rulai is not the mud made before, but a Rulai with a spirit and a soul, a golden body and a hue.

The Brahmin king also sighed: "Holy King, no...... If you come, you are so beautiful, you don't fight for the blessings of the world, but you do that kind of thing, it's a pity, it's a pity. It's only half of the Rulai, and if you can act with good thoughts, then the half of the Rulai is really available!"

Yuyin didn't understand the meaning of Linglong's words.

Xinjue said: "I see. Thank you for Your Majesty's advice, the little monk was almost deceived. ”

After all, the monk has boundless respect for the Buddha. The Dharma of mental awareness is very deep, but the bad is in the profound Dharma. The deeper it is, the easier it is to be confused.

If there were other eminent monks, the words of the Brahmin king would not wake up. The mind is different, the Buddha and the demon are initiates, the Buddha's heart sutra blessings, and the most important point, the future Buddha.