After more than three months of injury, Ye Qingfeng finally opened his eyes.

In the world of consciousness, he didn't know how long he fought, how many times he fell, but in the end he got back up.

Holding the Star Soul Sword, he held it to the end, and cut off the head of the evil dragon with a sword. Exhausted, I don't know how long I sleep, maybe just a moment, maybe a thousand years.

When he woke up, he felt that his whole body was cold, as if he had been sealed, and the first thing he saw was that the remnants of the leaves in the sky were falling, the bright moon was hanging high, and the clear water was splashing like a pearl.

Then he saw Ling Shuangyue, he had never seen such a Ling Shuangyue.

He was soaked, his hair was disheveled, his face was indescribably haggard, his eyes were bloodshot, his pupils were gray, and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Then he saw Ling Shuangyue covering her mouth, whimpering and crying, taking a few steps back, leaning against the boulder and burying her head and crying.

Under the moonlit night, in the bamboo shadows, she is so fragile, and she does not have the indifference and generosity of her usual days.

Ye Qingfeng wanted to stand up and shout, and wanted to run over to comfort him, but he couldn't shout, he didn't have any strength, and he couldn't even move, he could only see that his body exuded a faint golden glow, like a piece of cold gold.

This feeling was helpless and complicated, because he felt the heartache, and he didn't want to see Ling Shuangyue like this.

Memories are pouring in, the soul seems to be gradually merging with the body, the body's perception of heaven and earth is recovering, and all the experiences these days are beginning to echo in the mind.

Ye Qingfeng saw the picture of Ling Shuangyue taking her back to Putuo in the South China Sea, saw the picture of her being isolated and helpless, saw the picture of her trying her best to convey mana for herself, and saw the picture of her falling.

The pictures that followed came to my mind, and it turned out that the yellow light was the Buddha power that Ling Shuangyue had recovered every day, as well as a sincere heart.

No wonder that power is so pure and so warm.

It's just that this kind of feeling, which makes people happy at the same time, but also extremely painful.

He couldn't shout with his mouth open, he couldn't move with all his strength, he could only sigh in his heart and roar in his head.

I don't know how long it took before Ling Shuangyue stood up, looked at Ye Qingfeng in front of her, and said in a trembling voice: "I knew you could, I knew you wouldn't be defeated, you still woke up after all, Senior Brother Ye." ”

The tears on her face couldn't be stopped at all, in the past three months, from anxiety to helplessness, from helplessness to despair, she used all her scheming and strength, and finally it was not in vain.

She walked over and saw Ye Qingfeng's face, which was already flushed.

Then she saw Ye Qingfeng's eyes, which were a pair of fiery eyes full of infinite persistence.

Ling Shuangyue felt that her body was being burned by his eyes, she was even more powerless, and said weakly: "Senior Brother Ye, take good care of your injuries and recover, now you are not completely out of danger, you must maintain your mood and emotions." ”

Speaking of this, she sighed again: "Don't worry about me, I am not injured except for tiredness, I can just meditate and recover." ”

Hearing this, Ye Qingfeng was much more relieved, and took a deep look at Ling Shuangyue before slowly closing his eyes.

He does need to think, he needs to recuperate, there are so many things that are haunting his mind, he needs to solve and digest them.

After experiencing this catastrophe, he had many new insights, and the state of despair, the struggle between life and death, these are all precious treasures.

Once again, he fell into a deep sleep, a shield of the soul from his surroundings, an ethereal state.

After closing his eyes, whether it was the shadow of the bamboo leaves or the moonlight spiritual spring, he had no feeling, he only had his own world.

Ling Shuangyue, on the other hand, smiled, looking at Ye Qingfeng, her face gradually turned pale again.

The boulder in her heart had fallen, and she quickly sat down on the ground and began to recover.

After sitting for two days, she finally recovered her basic mana, and she could use her mana to turn around her whole body, activate various secret techniques of Nanhai Putuo to restore her body, and the more her body recovered, the more spells she could activate, forming a virtuous circle.

However, Ling Shuangyue was never able to recover, unable to recover her peak mana, not even half of her mana.

She knew that it was the crack in her Buddha heart that had too much impact, so big that she couldn't return to the top.

"Alas!"

She sighed, stood up, and watched the moonlight fall like water, and the shadows of the trees around her were dappled and swaying gently, and everything was so beautiful.

It's just that my heart can't calm down.

Why can't you calm down? Ling Shuangyue knew very well that she had moved her mortal heart.

She saw Ye Qingfeng's back, his back was very spacious, and the scars on it were the bravest totems of men.

And at this moment, a light voice suddenly came into his ears: "After the catastrophe of life and death, breaking the shackles, breaking the cocoon into a butterfly, this is his creation, why should you worry?"

Hearing this voice, Ling Shuangyue was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly turned around and said, "Master!"

She shouted, her body flew over a pool of spiritual springs, rushed to the top of the stone mountain, and immediately saw Guanyin Bodhisattva dressed in white and treasured.

She folded her hands and said, "Amitabha, the disciple has seen the master." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded, her figure motionless, she was so otherworldly in the moonlight.

"Frost Moon, do you remember when you first came to my Nanhai Putuo?"

Guanyin's tone was soft and flat.

Ling Shuangyue nodded and said: "I remember, when the disciple went down from the heavenly realm privately, he was greedy for fun and lingered, and he was afraid of being punished for violating the rules of heaven, so he worshiped Putuo in the South China Sea, but over the years, I have been chanting Buddha wholeheartedly, and I already have a Buddha heart." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "I saw the kindness and purity in your eyes, so I accepted you as a disciple, but I never gave you a Buddha name, and you also asked me about this." ”

"I was talking about you at the time, and the red dust is not broken, right?"

Ling Shuangyue hurriedly said, "Yes, Master, disciple ......"

Her heart was bitter and messy, and she finally continued: "The disciple didn't believe this before, but now... But he really fell into a dilemma, moved the mortal heart, and caused a crack in the Buddha's heart......"

"The disciple didn't know how to choose, so he failed the master and asked the master to punish him. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva shook his head and said softly: "Then the teacher asks you, why do I know that you are not over and the red dust is not broken, but I still accept you?"

"This..."

Ling Shuangyue didn't find this answer either.

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "Frost Moon, you tell me, what is a Buddha?"

Ling Shuangyue was stunned, this question was so profound, how could it be clear in a few words.

However, she still stubbornly said: "The Buddha is the void, the other side of wisdom, the true liberator and the enlightened one." Therefore, to become a Buddha, you need to be enlightened, to break through the delusion, to be empty of the five aggregates, and to maintain the purity of the heart. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled lightly and said: "Although you have entered my Putuo, you can't be named, you don't shave, you don't keep the precepts, and you make such arrangements for the teacher, just because your red dust is not broken, you know this." And Buddha, you are right, but it is precisely this so-called enlightenment, vanity and emptiness that causes a crack in your heart. ”

"Your mind is not empty, everything you see is not vain, you don't take vows, and you don't count the aggregates as empty. So you feel that you have collided with the Buddha, and you feel that your mortal mind and the Buddha's mind have started to confront each other, and then there is a rift in your heart. ”

Hearing this, Ling Shuangyue nodded and said, "Yes, please ask the master to solve your doubts." ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "You say that the Buddha is empty, so why does the Buddha collide with mortals?"

These words exploded in Ling Shuangyue's heart like thunder, and she raised her head suddenly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled lightly and said, "My Buddha is compassionate, purifying all sentient beings, hoping that everyone will become a Buddha and avoid all kinds of suffering." And mortals have many desires, and their hearts are difficult to be ethereal, so when entering my Buddha, you need to keep the precepts, not to touch the meat, not to touch the complexion, not to speak, and not to kill. All of these things are for the ethereal heart. ”

"You are a person from the heavenly realm, and you will be punished for playing in the lower realm, so you entered my Nanhai Putuo, and kept your heart clear and your spiritual platform clear for many years. The heart is pure, so it does not take the precepts, and the spiritual platform is clear, so there is no need for emptiness. Do you understand anything about these words?"

Ling Shuangyue frowned slightly, and said softly, "My heart has reached the point where I don't need to keep the precepts?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva said: "Buddha is all beings. ”

"Those who want to become a Buddha first cultivate their own body, and after becoming a Buddha, the Buddha is a sentient being, and only when he knows the suffering of sentient beings can he have compassion for all sentient beings. The great day has also been in the present world, cultivating the red dust and suffering. ”

"Since the Buddha is sentient beings, and the sorrow and happiness of all sentient beings are also the sorrow and happiness of the Buddha, and if all sentient beings are happy, then the Buddha is happy, so if you hold the enlightenment of all sentient beings, how can you not be a Buddha?"

"Whether it's friendship or love, whether it's family affection or marriage, the joy of sentient beings is the joy of the Buddha, so where does the rift in your heart come from? Isn't what you do exactly what the Buddha wants?"

"Your understanding of the Buddha is too rigid, that's why there is a crack, and in fact, what you do is exactly what the Buddha wants. The Buddha's mind is the best side of the heart. ”

Ling Shuangyue's eyes became brighter and brighter, and when she heard the end, her body trembled.

She originally had a good understanding, but at this moment, listening to Guanyin Bodhisattva's detailed explanation, she understood the mystery. In fact, this is not a mystery, just a very simple sentence, that is, the last sentence of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

And oneself, although it has a mortal mind, it is full of good side, and that is the Buddha's heart.

Thinking of this, Ling Shuangyue clasped her hands together and sighed: "Amitabha, disciple, thank you Master for solving your doubts. ”

"It's the Buddha who is giving you the answer. ”

Guanyin Bodhisattva's voice floated between heaven and earth, but the person had disappeared, and Ling Shuangyue was used to this. She raised her head and said loudly, "Master, how is Senior Brother Ye?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva's voice came slowly from a distance: "Jade is not cut, it is not a weapon, he is a piece of jade, after such a profound polishing, he naturally has his own creation." ”

Hearing these words, Ling Shuangyue finally felt relieved, she realized something, and sat down on the spot.

Sinking his mind, his body revealed a faint Buddha light, and his eyes were clear and deep ocean.

Ye Qingfeng has gone through hardships, broken out of the cocoon into a butterfly, and has his own creation. And didn't she realize that she had found her Buddha heart?

The two of them were hundreds of feet apart, one lying down, the other sitting cross-legged, and they both entered their own soul world to carefully understand the feelings after this catastrophe.