Hui saw that he commanded this spiritual power, and bravely rushed towards the top of Ah Han's head.

This is the method they planned before, each person controls part of the key points of the Aham, and then works together to drive the Aham, and then use the Ahama image to drive the Asking Heart Bead.

And what he got was the key in Ahan's skull.

Just when Hui Jian commanded his spiritual power, it felt like a swimming fish swimming happily in the sea and striving forward.

"Listen to me"

Suddenly, a very thin, murmuring voice appeared in Huijian's ears.

Huijian was taken aback, he looked around and found that there was nothing but incense power and incense power all around.

He opened his flesh eyes again and looked at it, and found that everyone except him seemed to be on their knees and did not seem to be affected by anything, and everyone's face was solemn and showed an extremely clear state.

"Don't be surprised, I'm right there for you"

The voice muttered in a low voice.

This time Huijian finally confirmed that the voice was directed at him.

"What are you?" Hui Jian snorted, and said loudly with a kind of spiritual power with a Sanskrit sound, "The evil demon is outside, don't retreat quickly!"

"Hahaha," the murmur seemed to see Megumi do something extremely funny, and said slowly, "I'm you."

The voice lingered and lingered in Huijian's ears like a wave swirling around him in the sea, and whispered softly, "I and you are one, and if you let me go, where can I go?"

"What the hell are you?" asked Keimi, taking a calm breath and frowning.

He is deeply involved in the Dharma, and he knows that the more strange situations he encounters, the more he cannot be shaken, confused, doubted, and frightened.

On the contrary, the more calmly and calmly you can deal with it, the easier it will be to break away.

"I am the Buddha nature in your heart!" the man murmured softly.

Suddenly, from the power of incense, the appearance of an old monk appeared, and it was the appearance of the first seat of the Prajna Hall.

"Master?"

When Hui saw the old monk, he asked with an extremely strange expression.

I saw that his old monk said, "Didn't I tell you, in our Mahayana Buddhism, the Buddha is neither Shakyamuni nor Buddha, but just the Buddha nature in our hearts." ”

"Each of us is nothing but an eternal chrysalis, and each chrysalis contains a hidden Buddha. ”

"Don't pretend to be a ghost!" Hui Jian stared coldly at the old monk in front of him, and said with clear eyes

"You and Ben are not my masters, why do you want to deceive me by pretending to be his old man's words?"

After being finished by Huijian, I saw that the old monk exploded in the incense with a "bang".

But the nightmare was not over, and the murmuring continued to haunt the road

"O one who indulges in the dream of hue, will you awaken when your attachment to me fades, or will you just believe that the ultimate other side is self-sacrifice?"

Unmoved, Hui said, "The bad karma we have done will not leave our bodies, so how can you confirm that sacrifice is the ultimate method?"

The murmur seemed to be louder, and Hui Jian only felt as if his spiritual power was enveloped.

He tried to dig his mind deep into his spiritual power, holding out the feeling of being wrapped in incense, and moving forward.

Suddenly, as if it was the first time he had been rubbed on the top, Hui Jian only felt as if he had been gently touched by Xiangli on the top of his head, and the whole person suddenly entered a trance.

All he could hear was the voice growing more and more ethereal.

"Listen to me"

I saw that the voice was murmuring, but it seemed to be clearer, so that Hui Jian could involuntarily imprint every word that the voice said into his ears.

"I'm not talking to you here, but on the other side of the Ganges. The voice was very strange, as if trying to remember, and as if trying to read.

"There's a strange river there, and the water that flows through it is a dark red color like saffron, and it smells of disgusting strange sulfur, do you know where it is?"

"I don't know. Hui Jian found that since he couldn't get away for the time being, he patiently began to deal with the other party.

The voice didn't seem to pay attention to Wisdom's negative answer, and continued to mumble to itself

"The strangest thing about that river is that the roots do not flow into the Ganges, but in the opposite direction, constantly drawing water from the Ganges. ”

"And as soon as the water of the Ganges enters the river, it automatically turns into this strange dark red like saffron, full of sulfur smell. ”

Hui Jian continued to hold himself and did not rush to answer.

The voice didn't seem to care about Huijian's attitude, but continued

"Even stranger, on the edge of the river, there was a pale wasteland overgrown with water lilies. ”

The fine water lilies murmured across the moor, sighing and sighing, and their long, white necks rose towards the sky, shaking their heads without ceasing. ”

And they make a low, strange sound, as if the drops of a splashing river are crashing against the bank wall. The voice began to grow more emotional, muttering unhurriedly.

Suddenly, to the east of the water lily, another group of towering ancient trees began to sway. In the eerie forest, there was a loud sound as if the waves at the bottom of the sea had suddenly surged. ”

Hui Jian was just about to speak, when suddenly the emotional voice began to become rapid and brightened.

I could only hear him raise his voice in a unique rhythm

Then the moon rose through the pale mist, radiating a hemorrhagic glow. ”

In the light of that light, the water lilies that had risen and grown their necks completely disappeared, and the trembling canopies began to drip dew from their canopies.

At the same time, beside the roots of these trees, some strange poisonous flowers grew, all of which writhed in restless sleep. ”

And on the top of these canopies, there is a rustling sound. The gray clouds drifted toward the west for eternity, until they reached the top of the fiery red wall on the horizon, and rolled into a waterfall of torrential rain that fell into the river again. ”

At this point, the voice suddenly stopped, as if savoring the scene.

I don't know how long it took, as if it was just a moment, and the voice began to ask faintly again

"What I saw in your heart at this time, can you tell me where this deepest picture hidden in your heart is?"

Keimi was silent for a moment and sighed, "This is hell. ”

"Oh, that's hell in your heart. The voice snapped.

"I have to say, this hell is really beautiful. The voice continued.

But he soon sighed abruptly, "I suddenly found that every illusion shaped by faith was like a shell of the Holy Spirit. This shell even has ghostly powers. ”

"It's like this illusion in your heart, and it seems that every place that brings peace has such a strange side!"

"Where there is Western bliss, there is hell, and this world is like a mirror image, there are always two opposing sides, what's so strange about that? Even in the heart, it's the same. Hui Jian said coldly.

"Besides," he didn't seem to want to argue with the voice at all, but then said in a cold tone, "I know who you are, you just ask the heart, right?"

"Huh?" the voice sighed in amazement.

"You're so clever, not only were you the first of these people to notice me, but you were the first to call out my name. ”

"No wonder your master named you the word "see", and it is really extraordinary. ”

Then the voice quickly sighed, "However, sometimes, how can being clever not be a stumbling block on the road to Bodhi?"

After the voice finished speaking, it fell completely silent.

It took him another long struggle before he felt as if he had just woken up from a long nightmare. And the pressure of the incense power that oppressed around his spiritual power had completely disappeared.

Leisurely literature, let the soul travel!

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