() In a panic, the three of them ran hundreds of steps in one breath, and the Pure World Lotus was like a light in the darkness, hanging above everyone's heads.

The golden soft light sprinkled down, illuminating the way forward, in this dense fog, under the eerie giant tree, a glimmer of light, but gave the three of them a comforting warmth.

It is said that Su Mai is a monk, and he usually has mana in his body, and he is not afraid, but in this place of absolute spirits, facing the ghost tree full of corpses and the hideous and terrifying faces in the air, he feels a chill when he thinks about it.

It was useless to look overhead while running, just hoping to get rid of the ghost tree quickly, but perhaps the tree was really big, and after such a while, it was still dark in the air.

The branches and leaves are overwhelming, and on the long beard, the shroud is still there, high or low, old or young, and I don't know how many years have passed, and they are hung in the air like this, unable to enter the earth, and have no soul to rely on.

Looking at the corpses that were already the same color as the leaves, running uselessly, I suddenly felt a little ashamed.

In the Buddhist hall for more than ten years of penance, every morning bell and dusk drum, chanting scriptures and reciting Buddha, in addition to the practice of immortal golden body, I don't know anything about Buddhism, and I can't even do the most basic transcendent soul.

Although the great monk does not teach, if he really has the heart to practice, the Hanging Light Temple is also a Zen forest pure land, and there are not a few monks and great virtues, so why can't he have gains?

"There is nothing under the lotus seat, and all sentient beings have attained Bodhi!"

Looking at the Pure World Lotus floating in the air, Useless suddenly stopped, recited the mantra of this magic weapon, and muttered to himself.

The golden light was faint, and the useless mind seemed to emerge with the Buddha's dharma appearances, in which the suffering and happiness of all beings were in it, and when he looked at those dried corpses again, the faces that were originally struggling in pain were full of ridicule and resentment at the moment.

Are you blaming me?

Useless stunned, his eyes were a little confused, in vain I called myself a monk of Wuding Temple, but it was useless, am I still worthy of entering Buddhism?

The heart is entangled with obsessions, the more self-pity, the more difficult it is to get rid of, for a while sad and depressed, a variety of tastes come to my heart, useless suddenly gave birth to a kind of confusion that I have never had, as if he was no longer him.

That little monk who was greedy for wine and meat, at this moment, suddenly, lost himself!

In the past, such as lightning flashes, the teachings of the great monks, the teachings of the elders of the Hanging Light Temple, the sentient beings who repent and seek help in front of the Buddha for life, old age, sickness, and death, and the Buddha statues that do not move like a mountain in the smoke and fire.

What should I do, how should I do it?

Useless muttering, constantly turning in place, for a long time, suddenly fell to his knees on his legs, and began to cry loudly, his voice was miserable and sad, full of repentance and uneasiness.

The two behind him were taken aback when they saw this sudden change.

Su Mai thought it was useless to bump into the evil, and was about to ask out loud, but was stopped by Gu Kuang and made a silent gesture, signaling him to wait and see what happened.

The useless crying became more and more miserable, the expression was painful, and there were tears pouring out!

After a moment, he saw him cry out in a loud voice:

"Knowing the suffering of sentient beings, knowing the happiness of sentient beings, now seeing sentient beings being affected, not entering reincarnation, but unable to do anything, Buddha, how should I spend it, how should I spend it!"

At this moment, in the midst of this fog, a bald little monk knelt on the ground, crying and crying.

The four fields are silent, and the sound of crying and screaming floats in the void, whimpering, poignant, and sad.

Su Mai and Gu Kuang stood quietly behind, moved by the compassion contained in this cry, and sighed for a while.

After another half an hour, the useless crying slowed down, and gradually became almost inaudible, and after a while, he could hear him muttering to himself:

"The Buddha came from the red dust,

When the red dust goes.

Get rid of the suffering of the world,

Extinction enters reincarnation. ”

After speaking, his body turned, and he immediately sat on his knees, put his hands together, bowed to the void, and then closed his eyes slightly, and said something in his mouth.

For a moment, only a burst of Sanskrit singing sounded from the mist, and the pure world lotus slowly turned, and the petals opened one by one in a golden light, and after a while, it became a huge golden lotus, blooming in this thick fog.

The golden light sprinkled down, the fog receded layer by layer, and its vast and boundless ghost tree finally revealed its true face.

As the sound of Sanskrit singing became more and more dense, Su Mai and Gu Kuang only felt that the cold air around them was swept away, and bursts of warmth came, and they could smell the Buddha singing all over the sky, as if bathed in the Zen forest of the Buddha country, solemn and quiet, and there was a faint sound of drum music in the void, like a guide, and like a celebration.

Hearing this strange scene, Su Mai suddenly remembered that in that dungeon, he was invaded by a strange sword, and almost went mad, but fortunately, the Buddha sang and woke him up.

However, at that time, the Buddha's voice was like a vajra roar, which had the effect of initiation, but at this moment, the useless Buddha's voice was safe and soft, like a Buddha educating sentient beings and getting lost, and like a kind mother soothing an injured child, warm and powerful.

As the lotus blossomed, the originally vain flower shadow slowly rose, and bursts of golden light sprinkled between the branches and roots of the ghost tree.

And those corpses that were hanging in front of them, with the golden light sprinkled, also began to slowly loosen their ties, Su Mai stared at it, the black and shriveled, miserable faces also began to melt, and even for a moment, Su Mai saw a strange smile.

When I closed my eyes and looked again, the corpses were slowly shrinking, and then, turning into a puff of smoke, dispersing into the void and vanishing.

"Amitabha Buddha, all kinds of life, but cause and effect, resentment has been removed, may you wait until you enter reincarnation as soon as possible, get rid of suffering and be happy, go!"

As the Sanskrit sound disappeared, Useless slowly stood up, waved his hand into the void, and then said.

Su Mai glanced into the air, but there was nothing but the ghost tree.

"Congratulations to the master for enlightenment, from now on the Buddha lamp has been passed on, and all living beings are blessed!" Gu Kuang stood up when he saw that it was useless, hurriedly walked over, bowed to uselessness, and said loudly.

Seeing this, he smiled shyly, and instantly returned to the appearance of a simple little monk, judging the solemn treasure who had previously transformed the soul of the dead.

"Useless, aren't you going to be excessive?" Su Mai saw that he was useless and suddenly abnormal, and he had always been suspicious in his heart, but at this moment, seeing that he was turning around, he hurriedly asked.

"I don't know what's going on, when I saw these hanging bodies along the way, I suddenly felt so sad, so I wanted to save them, get out of the sea of suffering, and ascend to bliss as soon as possible!"

Useless I also feel a little inexplicable, This emotion came suddenly, and then things were logical, so it seems that the supernatural undead is not in the form, but in the heart.

"It seems that the Buddha is also moved by you!" Su Mai smiled, this pure world lotus fruit is the treasure of the Buddha, useless and suddenly enlightened, I am afraid that most of it will be helped.

"Let's go!" Useless summoned into the void, and the Pure World Lotus slowly fell, not turning into the size of an ordinary lotus flower as before, but it was still a piece of golden light, in full bloom.

Raising his foot and stepping up, he waved uselessly to the two behind him, Su Mai and Gu Kuang looked happy, and hurriedly followed into the golden light.

The three of them stood still, and the pure world lotus flower slowly rose, and with a useless Buddha chanting, the three of them rushed forward in the mist.

"Hahaha

Su Mai stood on it, full of joy, and shouted to the useless:

"It's useless, you can finally control this magic weapon, congratulations!", paused, seemed to think of something, and said: "I will follow you in the future, your lotus is so big, and I am not worse alone, hehe......"

Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I want to go to the red dust, I can't ......"

"Okay, okay, I know that you are going to save sentient beings, and it will not delay your cultivation, so it's always okay to sit and sit occasionally!" Su Mai hurriedly stopped useless words, with this free magic weapon to sit on, he was not willing to climb mountains and wade through rivers again.

Seeing Su Mai like this, Gu Kuang also smiled and said: "Su Mai, this is not good, I have also heard from the Fa that someone rushed to sit on someone else's magic weapon, and besides, this treasure has a spirit, if it doesn't want to carry you, I'm afraid you won't be able to sit still." ”

"Hey......", Su Mai shook the thing in his hand, smiled bitterly, and said, "Isn't there anything I can't help it?"

The wind in front of them became tighter, the golden light came, the fog gradually disappeared, and just when everyone thought that they were about to get out of the ghost tree and escape, they suddenly heard Gu Kuang shouting, "Be careful of the top of your head!"

Useless was concentrating on controlling the magic weapon, and when he heard this, he was shocked, and instinctively shrank down, and was touching Su Mai who was doing the same thing, and the two of them collided their heads together, making Su Mai scream.

A white shadow flashed, and I saw Gu Kuang standing tall, the fast snow was sacrificed, and it slashed into the air like lightning, a red rain sprinkled down, the thick roots of the ghost tree were broken into several pieces, and the blood-red juice flew all over the sky, dyed a faint red in mid-air.

"It's not good, the ghost tree is starting to attack us, run!" Gu Kuang shouted as he shouted to the useless.

"I can't run!" Su Mai stood up, smiled bitterly, and said, "We are surrounded!"

When Gu Kuang heard this, he hurriedly looked around, only to see that at this moment, where the golden light of the Pure World Lotus Flower reached, on the edge of the subsidence of the mist, it was covered with dense roots, like a cage, surrounding the three of them, and above his head, huge roots continued to attack, like flexible tentacles, grabbing towards the place where the golden light was.

Gu Kuang waved the fast snow, raised his sword and fell, only to see the broken beards and broken branches flying in the air, and in a moment, the ground under his feet was paved.

"What should I do?" Gu Kuang asked the two people beside him while waving his sword, and seeing that Su Mai was also at a loss, he said again: "This whisker is endless, we can't do anything at all, and we can't use mana at the moment, it won't take long, if we don't get trapped to death, we will be exhausted." ”

"It's useless, how long can your lotus flower last?" Su Mai saw that those roots surrounded the three of them, but they didn't take the initiative to attack, thinking that he was afraid that he was afraid of the useless magic weapon.

"I don't know, it's the first time I've used it. It was useless to look at the thick or thin, high or low black around him, and he didn't feel that his head was a little big, and he saw that Su Mai and Gu Kuang were concentrating on dealing with the denser and denser roots on the top of their heads, and their hearts were ruthless, and they gritted their teeth and shouted: "Be careful, let's rush out!"

"There is nothing under the lotus seat, and all sentient beings have attained Bodhi!"

With the sound of the useless Buddha singing, the pure lotus flower seems to have a response like a golden mang, and the lotus petals stretch one by one, like the hibiscus blooming in the lotus pond in summer, swaying.

"Let's go!" the little monk shouted when he saw the opportunity, and with a pause in his feet, he rushed forward with the magic weapon.

The jet-black tendrils that were originally surrounded by a ball were rushed by the golden light, and retreated to both sides as if in chaos, revealing a gap in an instant.

Useless was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly walked through the gap, but to his surprise, out of this predicament, what appeared in front of him was still the same, and the scene seemed to have entered two identical houses one after another.

The only difference was that the bodies hanging above their heads reappeared.