Chapter 7 The Dharma is Boundless

Boundless, dark in the sky.

The clouds in the sky appeared, shrouding the world, obscuring the moonlight, removing the stars, and the dark and boundless night was as if it had been dyed with ink.

"Click!"

A thunderbolt appeared, and golden lightning swept through the sky, which was particularly dazzling. Sudden lightning breaks the silence of the night and illuminates the scenery under the night.

Under the night sky, the fleeting thunder light illuminated a person's face. This is an old monk with a compassionate face, a face full of Buddha, and a silver-white beard, raised in the wind.

The old monk is full of holy brilliance, very gorgeous and soft, spreading like mist, containing the meaning of great compassion, with the breath of the most divine and holy, through the nine heavens, illuminating the world.

The old monk had compassion in his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

In an instant, the brilliant boundless light broke and rippled into a sea of light, completely submerging the place. From a distance, this place seems to be boiling, shining for hundreds of miles, shining through the eternal time and space.

The divine light was burning, shaking the past and the present, shaking the past and the future, getting brighter and brighter, like a ball of divine flames.

The sound of the ancient sacrifice sounded, the sound of Sanskrit, the mystery of the sacred, the sound shook the ancient and modern, shook between the heaven and the earth, as if it was spread out from the country of Buddhism, across the ancient era, and lasted for a long time.

"Buzz!"

The divine radiance was blazing, and a bit of peerless shining light appeared in front of Han Xuanming's eyes, as if it was climbing in a day, flashing out ten thousand golden needles, making it difficult for Han Xuanming to open his eyes.

Han Xuanming's eyes were tingling, and he could only block it with his hand to relieve the terrifying bright light.

Fortunately, such a terrifying brilliance did not last too long and quickly dissipated. When the blazing brilliance faded, Han Xuanming put down his hand and looked in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but widen, suspecting that there was an illusion.

What you see is like a miracle!

The thousand-armed Guanyin emerged, above the sky, sitting in the void, treasure*, boundless power, releasing a string of amazing beams of light, but not dazzling, but incomparably soft.

The Bodhisattva sits cross-legged, the breath of the most divine and holy is coiled, and the divine light shines in all directions. Around, the sound of Zen chanting is endless, and the Sanskrit sound is reverberated through the ages, as if there are 3,000 Arhats accompanying them.

A thousand palms, or in the shape of a flower, or in the shape of supporting the sky, or in the shape of a combination, a thousand palms, different shapes, none of them are the same.

Such a scene made countless pious people burst into tears, prostrate together, and worship in meditation.

It's a spectacle of the ages!

Han Xuanming fell into a deep dementia, and even forgot that at this moment, he was saving people.

On the other side, the old monk walked a few steps, approached Han Xuanming, and persuaded: "Amitabha! ”

Han Xuanming came back to his senses and said, "No, my junior brother has never killed anyone, he is not an evil demon at all, I must take him away today!"

Lichen said: "Right and wrong, justice is in the hearts of the people, and the demon slaying conference in five days, I believe that everything will be revealed to the world." As for whether that son is a wicked person or not, there will be a final conclusion at that time. ”

"Donor, can you leave first?" asked Lichen, with the meaning of advice.

"On the fifth day, my junior brother, I'm afraid I'm going to torture you to death!" Han Xuanming said coldly, a light shot out of his eyes, and with a move in his right hand, the silver spirit appeared in his hand.

"Amitabha! The donor is not Lao Gu's opponent, so it's better not to be rude. Lichen persuaded again, "Can the donor leave first, today's events, Lao Gu should not have happened." ”

After thinking for a while, Lichen said again: "Donor, you think this is good, the old man promises that before fifteen, you can ensure the safety of that son." ”

Han Xuanming swung his sword, pointed at the dust with the tip of his sword, and said sharply, "How do I know if your words can be trusted?"

"Amitabha!" "Monks, don't speak, the words of the old man, the donor can believe it." ”

Han Xuanming was silent, a little hesitant, and lowered his head to think.

Han Xuanming already understood that with the dust here, he was afraid that he would have to go for nothing today. With the strength in front of him, it was difficult to defeat the old monk in front of him and save An Ge from his hands.

Seeing that Han Xuanming was silent for a long time, Lichen spoke again: "Donor, the old man might as well tell you that today, even if I don't make a move, it is impossible for you to take people away." ”

"The old man came out, also for the sake of the safety of the donor, the donor, let's put down the butcher's knife. Lichen saluted again, and said in his mouth: "Amitabha!"

"What do you mean, why can't I save my junior brother?" asked Han Xuanming with a swing of his sword.

At this time, Lichen shook his head and said, "Don't say it...... Don't say ......"

Immediately, Lichen persuaded again: "Donor, let's put down the butcher's knife, you are really not Lao Wei's opponent."

"Whether it's an opponent or not, I don't know until I've fought!" Han Xuanming said, holding his sword, screaming murderously, and rushing madly towards the dust, regardless of all the consequences.

The silver spirit poked forward, and in the void, nearly a thousand heavenly swords were conjured, clanging, flashing with blazing brilliance, piercing the void, shrouding down like a torrential rain, with overwhelming power and surging divine light.

On the other side, seeing Han Xuanming rushing over, Lichen was full of helplessness, kept shaking his head, and sighed: "Amitabha, why is the donor so persistent?"

As he spoke, Lichen gently raised a palm, and his movements were seen with the naked eye, which seemed extremely slow, like a slow-motion replay, leaving thousands of afterimages in mid-air.

The palm of one hand, surrounded by the most brilliant and divine light, slowly rises to the highest point, and then, downward.

At this moment, behind the dust, the thousand-armed Guanyin moved, one palm was raised, and it slowly fell in the direction where Han Xuanming was rushing, like driving away flies, and gently fanned towards the flying heavenly sword.

"Whew!"

Before the palm arrived, just a heavenly wind swayed, which made the hundreds and thousands of heavenly swords lose their offensive in an instant, like fallen leaves withering in late autumn, scattered with the wind, and floated into the distance.

"Shhh

Such a power couldn't help but make Han Xuanming gasp.

It's hard to accept, is the gap so big? This is not a complete move at all, such a gang style, not even the aftermath of a move.

However, the matter has come to this point, Han Xuanming has no choice but to retreat, so he can only rush forward. The silver spirit danced horizontally, swept out a silver light, his eyes were cold, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fight!"

Seeing that Han Xuanming was still rushing, he let out a long breath, shook his head and said helplessly: "Donor, don't listen to the old man's advice, but what's the trouble?"

As he spoke, the dust was raised with one hand, high up, and then fell.

Behind it, the divine brilliance of the thousand-armed Guanyin is blazing, like a round of the sun burning, releasing a dazzling light, the holy radiance of great mercy and compassion, illuminating all evil cults in the world and expelling darkness.

The sound of the chanting of compassion sounds, which flows into the ears, quiets the heart, and makes people want to kneel down and worship sincerely.

Thousand-armed Guanyin is cut with a thousand hands, a thousand kinds of compassion and a thousand warmth, great compassion and great compassion Guanyin, boundless Buddhism is manifested in the world.

The Thousand-Armed Guanyin raised a hand again, and this time, it was finally merciless.

A Buddha's hand fell and smashed into Han Xuanming's body, although it didn't take his life, it was like a ball, crumbling him flat and round, and beating him out.

"Amitabha!"

Looking at the embarrassed people in the distance, Lichen chanted aloud: "A flower is a world, a leaf is the same, ten thousand laws are immovable and endless, and the body is like a bodhicitta at ease." ”

The moment he heard that voice, all the scenes in front of Han Xuanming's eyes changed, as if millions of years had passed by.

Everything in the world, like quicksand at the fingertips, turned into a passing cloud, and disappeared with the wind in an instant.

The appearance of a boundless world, or a prosperous scene, or the withering of all things, is only in the blink of an eye. It seems that everything will eventually become empty, and will turn into nothingness, reduced to a handful of loess, and turned into dust.

Ups and downs, ups and downs, vicissitudes of life, changes in the wind and clouds, but a snap of the fingers.

At this moment, Han Xuanming hesitated, hesitated, hesitated, helpless, lost, understood, understood, and seemed to have all his thoughts surging into his heart at this moment.

For a moment, he felt the urge to take refuge in my Buddha!

"Something happened in the square, someone kidnapped the prisoner, and it alarmed Master Chen!"

In a trance, Han Xuanming woke up, heard a sound in the distance, suddenly opened his eyes, and was even more shocked to see the scene in front of him.

In front of you, a thousand hands Guanyin, a thousand hands pray, the treasure is majestic, releasing the brilliance of the rainbow, the Buddha's light is immeasurable, shining in all directions.

When the Buddha saw such a scene, he really washed his face with tears, sincerely repented of the evil thoughts in his heart, and eliminated all anger and distractions.

But at this time, Han Xuanming didn't think much about it, he just thought about making a quick move and taking An Ge away.

The silver spirit was raised, and the divine light detonated, shooting out in the direction of the dust, like a javelin. The divine sword was like lightning, and the silver light was shocking, drawing a straight trajectory and killing him.

"Poof", what Han Xuanming didn't expect was that this time, Lichen had no resistance, no defense, and no hiding, and directly let the silver spirit stab him in the shoulder.

Such a change made Han Xuanming panic directly, and with a move of his hand, he pulled out the sword inserted in Chen's body, and asked with a frown, "What are you doing here?"

"Amitabha!" said Lichen, "The duty of the old man is to take good care of this person today, and he can't let him go." Someone has already arrived, donor, you better leave quickly. ”

"There it is!"

Finally someone arrived, shouted to the people around them, and came with torches.

"Damn!"

Han Xuanming glanced back at An Ge, his eyes full of resentment. But at this moment, he already understood that with his strength, there was no chance to rescue An Ge, so he could only find another way.

Glancing at the dust again, Han Xuanming was full of shame, but he had no choice but to flee as soon as possible and disappear while the night was dark.

Not long after Han Xuanming left, someone arrived.

A little monk stepped forward, helped Chenchen, and asked, "Why is the master injured?"

Lichen didn't answer, just looked at the direction where Han Xuanming left, full of worry.

Seeing that the master was speechless, the little monk asked: "Why did the master take action to stop it? Although others don't know, you should know that if someone really breaks through the formation around the demon, then he will definitely not be able to escape." ”

A big man next to him said: "This person's kung fu can hurt Master Chen, it seems that his strength must be extraordinary." In the future, the guards here must be strengthened!"