Follow the minds of all sentient beings, know the amount, and discover through karma。。。。。。

This heart, this knowledge, this karma, is this world!

The nine-leaf green lotus lamp in his hand rotated endlessly, and the images of the heavens and the vajra that Wuxu had visualized in the lamp appeared one by one, constantly evolving the great compassion of the Tibetan mandala and the Dafa realm, just like a distant and real world, which actually shattered the void and unconsciously made the void appear outside. And the sea of its consciousness, at this moment, there are countless star-like lights shining, it is a lot of mystical methods, as well as the life perception of the master of Zhiyu, all of them flew towards the body of the Enlightenment Void Divine Sense, turning into a sea of light.

In an instant, the divine consciousness of several True Spirit Great Cultivators swept over violently. However, he saw the Buddhist monks such as Panchen Papa, Ba Sipa, and Qiangba Mule who rushed from the Lotus Peak, flying over, surrounding Wuxu, sealing and holding mantras, turning all dangers into invisible, and also making the mandala Dafa realm that appeared from the nine-leaf blue lotus lamp more magnificent and vast, shining in all directions.

Immediately, there was a True Spirit Great Monk, and he snorted coldly. However, the Great Monks of the True Spirit did not care about this. Wuxu epiphany is small, the bronze coffin is a treasure born when the Haoran Peak of Lushan Mountain was opened, and it has a lot to do with it, but it can't sit idly by, because of the small loss.

The nearest Haoran Peak monk, under the leadership of Na Ma Linghua, only took a deep look at Wuxu and Panchen Gappa and the others, and flew towards the bronze coffin.

At this moment, Lu Miaoying and the others were fighting towards the bronze coffin. Lu Miaoying held a round of bright full moon in one hand, released an ethereal aura, turned into a silver-white halo, protected his body, and waved the Nebula Bamboo with the other, splitting the layers of cold and dead air, and slashed at the bronze coffin. Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru took the opportunity to sacrifice two huge dragon shadows from the blue and green dragon balls, opened their huge mouths, and bit them fiercely. The Blood Demon Song Ming raised a black ring in his hand and shot out black circles of light.

The bronze coffin, controlled by a mysterious person, wanted to find a chance to escape. However, in addition to Lu Miaoying and the other four, the two old monsters of the Moon Occultation Sect, Lu Shan and Zhao Yue, also flew out, and together they sacrificed a round of scimitar-like waning moons, hanging down countless blood-like brilliance, like maggots attached to bones.

In the direction of the Rakshasa Peak, a true spirit ghost cultivator, shrouded in black mist, took advantage of this opportunity to conjure up a miserable white giant claw, grabbing it extremely greedily.

The bronze coffin, suddenly the coffin lid flew up a few inches, and a palm stretched out from the cold and dead air, but it released a dazzling golden light, which was aimed at the giant claw. The miserable white ghost claws suddenly dissipated, and a howl like a ghost crying wolf came out from the black mist. Subsequently, the coffin lid was reset, and the coffin body was glowing with black and white, and countless patterns, between black and white, flowed and slowly rose into the air, revealing a trace of weirdness and subtlety.

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In the human world, the East China Sea is turbulent, and the island of Fusang is shaking, as if a terrifying demon king has fallen from the sky, and countless people have instantly turned into black gas and gone straight to the clouds.

The Buddhist countries in the southeast of the mainland, regardless of the monks, are all prostrate on the ground, that is, those Buddhist monks who have come down from Lushan Mountain to cultivate deeply, are also facing Fusang in the east, looking at each other, at a loss, faintly feeling that a great change is imminent, and it is very likely to harm the mainland.

Not long after, the sky over the East China Sea cracked, and a black shadow, with the breath of death, descended. The East China Sea rolled up a thousand waves, and the breath of death, with countless gray brilliance, and several unparalleled killing machines, spread in the air, like a huge mushroom cloud.

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The bronze coffin blocked the joint efforts of all the True Spirit Great Cultivators, broke through the prohibition of the sea of clouds in Lushan Mountain, and flew towards the world below, and also woke up Wuxu from the process of accepting the many inheritances of the Hualien Mystic Law Sect.

This mind, this knowledge, this karma is this world, and the mandala dharma realm is a world that one visualizes. But this visualization is, after all, deliberate, and it needs to be cultivated. In that case, why don't you have this mind, you should know, and cultivate this world according to your karma?!

The nine-leaf green lotus lamp in the palm of his hand rotated, and the mandala Dharma realm was disillusioned, and he looked at it with emptiness, leisurely clasped his palms, and sang a promise to Panchen Glapa, Paspa, Qiangba Muller, etc., "The so-called Dharma realm, but contemplation." But it should be true and cultivate my own heart. He then bowed and thanked him for protecting the Dharma.

The nine-leaf green lotus lamp does not turn, and all the heavenly vajra retreats. Wuxu stepped on the golden lotus, and his body was like a lotus.

Panchen Gappa, Basippa, Qiangba Muller and others looked at each other with complicated expressions and were silent.

As soon as the bronze coffin appeared, they, the tantric monks who knew the inside story, flew down the Lotus Dharma Peak one after another, but unexpectedly received a secret message from that person halfway, and stopped and turned to enlighten the void and protect the Dharma. A cadre of people began to be puzzled, and when they saw the Heavenly Vajra around the nine-leaf green lotus lamp appearing, and even the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas looming, and the Enlightenment Void Body Divine Consciousness was independent, that is, the Enlightenment Void Mandala Dafa Realm had been completed, and they were immediately surprised and delighted. What is surprising is that Wu Xuan is not to mention his young age, and he has already lost the Buddha-figure, but he has actually been able to cultivate the highest method of Lamaism in the Mantuo Dharma Realm, to the fullest; Unexpectedly, when Wuxu came to the end, he actually dispersed the Dharma Realm and sang like this. At this time, the bronze coffin had broken through the siege and flown away from the world again, Panchen Papa, Ba Sipa, Qiangba Mueller and others, thinking about the maintenance of Wuxu in the communication of that person, everyone watched, but they extinguished the heart of snatching the lamp, hesitated for a moment, sang a promise to Wuxu in unison, and then flew away.

Over there, Lu Miaoying and others, as well as the monks of Haoran Peak and Rakshasa Peak, chased after the bronze coffin and flew down to the world. Wuxu looked at the messy and lifeless Qiankun Island, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, his hands were closed, his ten fingers were scattered, and a white lotus flew out from between his ten fingers, holding the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and flew over like this.

"Amitabha!" Wuxu flew over Qiankun Island and shouted a Buddha horn. The nine-leaf green lotus lamp emits thousands of white Buddha light, which is incomparably soft and pure. This is the nine-turn white lotus method in the Hualien Mystic Dharma Sect lineage. The so-called nine turns lie in the realm, not in the external rotation. Wu Xu, with the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, performed this method, and silently dissolved all the remaining dead and angry qi within a radius of hundreds of miles on Qiankun Island. Then, he also followed the passage broken by the bronze coffin, chased Lu Miaoying and others, and flew to the world.

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Let's say that Lu Miaoying and others chased the bronze coffin, flew to the world, and contemplated for a moment in the sky above Dongying Fusang. Then I saw that Lu Miaoying, holding the Nebula Bamboo, slashed down again in a mysterious and mysterious trajectory! Immediately afterward, Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru sacrificed two giant dragons, covering the sky and the sun, and went straight to Kyoto, Nagasaki, and other places. There was also that round of black sun, rising, with light and no heat, releasing a chilling breath to the bones.

Dongying Fusang was suddenly torn apart, almost scorched earth, and the lives were devastated. Don't say that the human race is the East China Sea demon who has practiced for many years, even if he hides in the East China Sea Dragon Palace, there are many people who have been shocked to death by life and life, showing their original form, floating on the surface of the sea, floating and sinking, extremely miserable, not to mention the many fish and shrimp in the sea.

But the strange thing is that within an hour, the mountains and rivers also returned to their old appearance, and those Dongying Fusang people were "resurrected" one after another. Their faces remained the same, their expressions remained the same, and they acted as if time had only stood still for an hour.

Lu Miaoying and the others could see at a glance that these people were just being reshaped by some kind of magical secret method to reshape their souls and condense their yin bodies. But Rao is like this, Lu Miaoying and the others also look at each other, this is not one or two people, but all the people in the entire Dongying Fusang Islands! Wrong, it also includes, even some birds and beasts! Such a large range, a large number of spells, has far surpassed the realm of the True Spirit Great Cultivator!

"Fairy Lu?" Li Bingcheng spoke first, and his tone was extremely solemn. The scene in front of me is really incredible. Among them, of course, there is the role of the bronze coffin, but it seems that no one in the outer heavens can do such a method! This shows the horror of the cultivation realm of the people behind it.

Lu Miaoying had a pink face and a solemn face, but she didn't answer. After pondering for a moment, Fu gently waved out the Nebula Bamboo again, and several "people" disappeared on the ground. But as expected, these "people" appeared out of thin air again, their faces did not change, their expressions did not change, and they seemed to be unaware of what happened to them.

Lu Miaoying turned to Lu Shan Zhao Yue behind her, made a look, and then said to Li Bingcheng and the others, "This matter is too weird, I have to go down and investigate in detail." “

Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru suddenly sank. The two of them, their cultivation is much lower than Lu Miaoying, and they can only have the power of a true spirit monk with the Dragon Ball in their hands, so dangerous, and they are not in Lushan, how can they venture in? At that moment, they glanced at each other, and arched their hands and said, "The matter of Lushan is important, if Fairy Lu and the two seniors go down to investigate, it would be better for my senior brothers and sisters to go to Lushan." “

Lu Miaoying frowned slightly, but said on her lips, "That's fine, on the Lushan Mountain, although Qiankun Island has been dealt with, there are still the Bauhinia League, Baoxin Island, and Danmen that need to be appeased." “

Song Ming, the blood demon next to him, saw this, and as soon as Lu Miaoying's voice fell, he also smiled gloomily, and bowed his hand to the two old monsters of Lu Miaoying and Lu Shan Zhao Yue behind him, and then returned to the sea of clouds with Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru.

After the three of them flew away, Lu Shan snorted coldly and asked Lu Miaoying, "Are you sure that this is what the sect is looking for?"

Lu Miaoying pondered for a moment, then replied, "If Miaoying is not bad as expected, it is here." “

"Do you know that the bronze coffin doesn't play a role?" Zhao Yue, who was next to Lu Shan, asked in a cold voice, she had recovered most of her cultivation at the moment, and her face looked even younger and more beautiful than Lu Miaoying.

Lu Miaoying shook her head, obviously having already thought about this question, "The bronze coffin is just a thing that was born with Haoran Peak, and it will never have this magical power, otherwise there will be no way to snatch the aura." What's more, I was ordered by the sect to make friends with relevant people, and I had no intention of offending. “

"In that case, I'll go down with you for a while. Zhao Yue glanced at Lu Shan, who was groaning affectionately, "Don't blame my aunt for not reminding me, the yin qi here is blazing, but there is a hidden aura of Buddhist annihilation, which is dangerous and abnormal." “

Lu Miaoying immediately bowed, "Thank you for the help of the two seniors, if Miaoying does not disgrace her mission and returns to the sect, she will definitely ask for credit for the two seniors and wash away the grievances of the day." “

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After Lu Miaoying, Lu Shan, and Zhao Yue flew down to Dongying Fusang, not long after, two groups of people flew down one after another. One set is Ma Linghua, Zhao Haoran and others from Haoran Peak, and the other is a ghost monk from Rakshasa Peak. The Rakshasa Peak Ghost Dao Monk, the person at the head, is a true spirit monk called "Netherworld True Monarch", this person came from the world to the Lushan Rakshasa Peak, got a secret realm, a classic, silent for several years, and finally entered the real person level. These two groups of people flew to the sky over the Fusang Islands in Dongying, and they were also shocked by the strangeness of this place, and they each landed in a low-key manner to find out.

When Wuxu flew here from the sea of clouds in Lushan Mountain, it was the latest. At first, he was worried about the many monks chasing him here, and the Padmasambhava or Master Wusheng might be difficult to deal with one by one, and he followed him, which could be regarded as a way to repay his kindness for helping. When he came down from the sea of clouds in Lushan, Wu Xuan found that this Dongying Fusang, the weight of yin qi is more than before, and the meaning of extinction is even more than before, and the people he sees are all dead people, although the three souls and six spirits are there, but the body is with a thick corpse qi, in addition, there is no difference from ordinary people. If it weren't for Wuxu's previous understanding of the inside story, or for the careful investigation of true spirit monks such as Lu Miaoying and Ma Linghua, it would be extremely difficult for ordinary monks to see the clues, at most they thought that this Dongying Fusang was occupied by ghost cultivators, opened the sect widely, laid out formations, and wantonly accepted disciples, so that it was so. As for ordinary people, it is estimated that they just feel that Dongying Fusang is too angry, and the people who live there are full of anger.

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Nara, Kofukuji Temple, Wuxu still has some good karma here. But this night, Wuxu traveled here again, stayed in it, watched Xingfu Temple up and down, together with the host who married his wife, in the temple morning bell and dusk drum morning and evening class, holding the seal and reciting the mantra life and death song, can't help but be creepy, great fear. A group of dead people, devout to worship the Buddha, is also normal, the Bodhisattva of the earth in the underworld to purify sentient beings, the incense merit received, there is a contribution of the dead soul. But the monks of this Xingfu Temple have all turned into ghost-like yin bodies, and the power of their wishes, with a thick dead air, has an extremely corrosive effect on the Buddha's breath. It was just one day and one night, and Wuxu felt that his own cultivation and even vitality had secretly lost a lot.

It's an inexplicable but real feeling. Wu was horrified in his heart, so he flew out of the meditation room, held the lotus seal in his palms, played several Buddha lights, and obtained the secret method of salvation with the bardo smell, while exceeding all the monks in the temple, he couldn't help but sigh secretly, that Guru Padmasambhava or his incarnation, after all, did not succeed, or only half of the success. The so-called "re-emphasizing cause and effect, and re-creating reincarnation". The so-called emphasis on cause and effect is nothing more than setting up a private court to do the right thing for heaven, and even rewards and punishments for good and evil are just a thought. Of course, the private court, even like the emperor, like the king of Yama, is arbitrary, technically speaking, it is nothing, after all, Guru Padmasambhava is a great virtue of Buddhism, and the realm is there, and it cannot be said that the so-called democracy and freedom in the world are commonplace. But reincarnation, after all, is just to use the bronze coffin to collect the three souls and six spirits of the deceased, and then use the body condensed by the introduction of dead qi, and it is not really reincarnation, not real reincarnation.

With the transcendence of Wuxu, the monks of Xingfu Temple, their bodies dissipated, and their souls floated in the air, half frightened and half violent, and opened their teeth and claws towards Wuxu. Wu Xuan sat down and shouted loudly, "You are still going to the underworld quickly and being reincarnated?!"

"There is no more underworld, Master Wuxu, but where do you want them to go?" A voice came from outside the temple, and then Master Wusheng, with his palms together, walked in.

"There is no more hell?!" Wuxu asked in a lost voice as he looked at Wusheng. The lifeless master in front of him is the incarnation of Guru Padmasambhava, how can he not be shocked when he says such a thing?

"Master Wuxu, have you ever been to the underworld?" Master Wusheng glanced at Wuxu and asked faintly.

Wuxu really hasn't been to the underworld. Before he crossed over, Wuxu didn't believe that there really was a netherworld. But after crossing over, Wuxu has practiced for many years, how can he not believe that there is a netherworld. If there is no underworld, then there will be no illusion, no gods, ghosts and demons, no cultivation, no gods and Buddhas, and even your own crossing is illusory!

If there are none, then what is there? What is true? Is it really the so-called original mind? If so, I am afraid that everything is false!

Wuxu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "If that's the case, where did the souls of the thousands of people who have died over the past thousands of years go? Where is the Jizo King Bodhisattva?

There is no life, no answer, no dissipation. Wuxu was aroused, but his suspicions echoed in his mind, and he flew wildly.

In the invisible night breeze, in the sound of the turbulent waves, the soul of the monks of Kofukuji Temple gradually thinned out, turned into a wisp, wisps, in the invisible night wind, in the sound of the turbulent waves, or dissipated without a trace, or attached to the things near the temple, or drifted to the distance with the wind, and then dissipated without a trace, and then attached to many, many invisible objects.

Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. In Wuxu's mind, I couldn't help but think of this poem.

The ashes are scattered to the sea, to the places where the battles have been. Wu Xuan couldn't help but think of the propaganda of the atheist government in later generations.

Death is the ultimate. Although Luohong is affectionate, it has become spring mud, among which, in tonight's view, there is still a great chance to coincide, and it is just spring mud after all. The so-called ashes sprinkled into the sea, for the fearless revolutionaries, except for the last dedication, there is no fantasy and romanticism beyond reincarnation.

It's just that this dissipation is a little bit of certainty and a bit of autonomy. Can it ensure that the red really turns into spring mud, and the ashes after death can also witness the struggle and sacrifice before death?

Although the power of wish is there, if there is no existence in the underworld, the cycle of cause and effect is no more?

Wuxu recalled the souls of the monks of Xingfu Temple, just like that, wisps, with the wind of tonight, drifting and dissipating, and finally there was no trace, silent, and only after half a sound did he say to himself:

The so-called Dharma realm is just visualization.

If you wish for something, you will be able to do it.