"It can't be fake, it can't be fake, fellow Daoist, don't be hallucinated?"

"Master, what you said is not Zen, shouldn't you say that emptiness is also color, and color is also emptiness?"

Su Yu laughed loudly, a wisp of tassel like brilliance flew beside him, warbler Yanyan, reluctant to leave, in the flow of light, there are joys, laughter, warmth, and parting, it is difficult to describe.

"Su Yu!"

"Su Yu!"

In a trance, countless calls sounded in Su Yu's ears, such as a loving mother, such as a lover's gentleness, such as a teacher's teaching, rising from the heart, born from thoughts, with Su Yu's state of mind, it could not be completely isolated, and his heart shook slightly, no wonder the master Buddha laughed.

"Emptiness is color, color is emptiness, Zen is emptiness, ten thousand dharmas are emptiness, psychedelia is emptiness, they are all emptiness, and Zen should be very important!" replied the Buddha, laughing, showing the domineering spirit that is definitely not what a Buddhist disciple should have.

But what should be there and what should not be there, but it's one of those hues, all of which are in the Buddha's teachings, so where shouldn't there be?

"The master has a point!"

Su Yu smiled lightly, and did not debate with the Buddha, the two of them quietly walked through the void, walked through countless brilliance, and the more they walked, the more difficult it became, but in the end, they still came to a place where it was difficult to say up and down, and difficult to think about left and right.

Perhaps, even the word place cannot express the here and now.

What is a place?

A place is a concept that describes and summarizes the geographical ground within the scope.

And here, it is precisely the collection of concepts, the place of right and wrong thinking, the beginning of all thoughts, and the end of all thoughts, where any concept can find its source and find its ultimate meaning.

This place, the source of fame, the source of origin, is immeasurably wide, infinitely small, hazy, and pure, with infinite light and infinite darkness, covered with names, all of which are indescribable and indescribable.

Even the traces and existence of Su Yu and the Buddha have become unspeakable and unspeakable.

Obviously, they are standing there, and their forms and existence are also there, but it gives people an indescribable feeling, but as long as you see them, you can immediately know that they are called Su Yu, and they are called this master Buddha, which is unreasonable, but it is taken for granted.

"Do you know the meaning of the name Si Wu?" asked the Buddha.

"Si Wu, Si Zhong Wu Tu, the central courtyard of the town, the respect of the five directions!" replied Su Yu.

"What about Myaura?" asked the Buddha again.

"All kinds of wonderful methods, Da Luo is endless!" Su Yu also answered his question.

"What about this teacher, what about Su Yu?"

The master and Buddha did not give up, but Su Yu was silent, and the monk did not wait for Su Yu to answer, and said to himself: "This teacher, the fundamental teacher, in the three worlds, occupies the present position, is the great and extreme, eternal and modern;

"What about Sue?" Su Yu finally asked rhetorically.

The master Buddha stroked his palms and laughed: "This is the reason why the poor monk wants to find a Taoist friend, Su, a little mortal dust, is for the day after tomorrow." The acquired achievement, the root limit, the achievement of the immortals, should not be achieved to achieve Taiyi. ”

"So, the master came to me because I am very special!" Su Yu finished his unfinished words for him.

He, or is he already Him?

Since the Buddha stepped into this place, this monk can no longer be described by the definition of male and female in the mortal world, although the monk still uses a male body, but male and female, can no longer describe his state.

"Do you see that? So, am I beautiful?"

The master Buddha seemed to know what Su Yu thought, and turned around slightly, obviously with the body of a man, but at this moment there is an extreme beauty, such as a charm, like a dream, like a demon, like a demon and more like a pure, exhausting all the imagination of beauty in the world.

"Beautiful, so beautiful!" Su Yu blurted out a few times before he could express his thoughts, and his face became extremely ugly.

What shocked him was not that he had lost his mouth and said his "mind", nor that he was disgusted by the Buddha's actions, but that when the Buddha asked a question, his mind was unconsciously filled with countless definitions of beauty, so he couldn't help but praise it!

And countless kinds of beauty revolve around the Buddha, to be precise, around the beautiful word that the Buddha said.

I also listened to the Buddha of this teacher: "The world regards beauty as beauty, and evil as evil, yes, the beauty is beautiful, and the evil is evil, and the so-called male and female, there is a difference between male and female, and then there is a distinction between male and female." So, you see?"

"So, the master thinks he's going to eat me?"

Su Yu's expression was solemn, and the master Buddha didn't think about it, but he suddenly laughed: "The poor monk knows that you have an agreement with my unsuccessful disciple to deal with the poor monk together, but Su Yu, do you think you can still beat the poor monk now?"

The master Buddha said, gently pulled, like infinitely far away, and like infinitely close, turned over a big-headed monk, dancing with his hands, before he got close to Su Yu and the two, the sense of existence became weaker and weaker, and even the figure gradually blurred, like a sketch erased by an eraser, much more unbearable than Su Yu.

"Born the day after tomorrow, the roots are limited, and the achievement is to the end, what use do you want?"

The master Buddha sighed lightly, seemed to be very disappointed, stretched out his hand to erase the existence of the big-headed monk, the big-headed monk looked frightened, but he couldn't even make a sound, Su Yu hurriedly made a move, and hurriedly slashed out the humane sword light, but the sword light flew out, and the red sword light was melted and faded away a little bit, flying out of three steps, and it had completely disappeared.

"It seems that the poor monk also looks up to you!"

"Not necessarily!"

The Buddha's expression was cold, but Su Yu suddenly laughed, and in the sword light that had disappeared, a little suddenly rose, a little bit seemed to be undivided, it seemed to be clear, and it flew out with a state that seemed to be fast but not fast, and seemed to be slow and not slow, as if it was eternal, as if it was instantaneous, it had fallen on the master Buddha, and he was only shocked to retreat one step.

That's, Wuji!

According to the Buddha of this teacher, the so-called congenital and acquired is not a question of whether it is born from nature or the world after tomorrow, nor is it whether it is possible to practice false cultivation and grasp a little truth as it is, but a philosophical distinction - everything that is thought, thought, and defined in the world is acquired, and beyond thought, beyond philosophy, is innate.

The day after tomorrow, limited by the roots, the achievement is insufficient, and it is not worth worrying!

Although it is the words of the family, but Su Yu also listens to it, how can he be so confused as to use the divine power of humanity and heaven that can be defined by the day after tomorrow to deal with him?

Only his fundamental path, Wuji, is beyond definition, beyond philosophy, and has what the so-called innate qualities of the Buddha can attack him.

Or is it not Su Yu who is special, but this infinite way?

"Well, let's go, but where can I go?"

One step back, and then wake up, Su Yu and the big-headed monk have disappeared, and the master Buddha smiled leisurely: "Your Majesty, if you don't make a move, the poor monk will not be polite! I don't know, how long can Your Majesty's method of closing the heavens and the earth lock the heavens and the earth?"

"When was the great monk polite?

It seems that far and near, suddenly came two gray old man, ordinary figure, but the dragon and tiger steps, a few steps, there is also the emperor domineering qi coiled, a wisp of bright yellow divine light flowing, suddenly, he has turned into a majestic breath, suppressing the emperor of the heavens.

It's actually Dad, and it's also Emperor Si Wutian!

"It's okay, let Your Majesty see the methods of Buddhism!"

The master Buddha said with a smile, took a step, the golden light burst out all over the body, the Sanskrit sound is masterpiece, has turned into a bronze head and gold lacquer Buddha, the eyes are slightly closed, the corners of the mouth are smiling, as if suffering for all beings, just like the Buddha statue in the Buddhist temple, the world's definition of Buddha.

This is the golden body of the Buddha!

"My Buddha is coming, Shakyamuni!"

The Buddha sighed softly, the sound waves were transmitted, and even the time of the source was frozen for a moment, he suddenly made a move, his five fingers were together, the gold paint was bright, and it was suddenly imprinted, and a bubble-like heaven and earth appeared under the palm, and was gradually deformed by the pressure of the Buddha.

"Buddhism, Master, although you are a Buddha, the Buddha is not you, you are wrong!"

After the golden body of the master Buddha, Si Wu stood with his hands in his hands, his expression was calm, and his own domineering aura spread out, only so that the brilliance like a tassel did not dare to approach.

......

"Well, it's disconnected? Su Moumou, if you can't come back, Aunt Hugh blames your aunt for painting you a layer of green!"

In the Peking University camp, the system dialog box that had been constant in the upper right corner of the line of sight suddenly disappeared, and a sense of confusion struck, Song Mushroom Liang's face turned pale at first, and then gritted his teeth and made a heavy oath.

"General, are you going back to the camp?"

Seeing that Song Mushroom was abnormal, the one who reacted the fastest was not the commanding female general beside him, but the second tiger king who was standing a few steps away to guard, with a slightly caring expression, but he did not seem too close, and he grasped the proportion very well, so he looked like a literary and artistic young man.

It's hard to imagine that before yesterday, this guy was indeed a second-class product, five big and three thick, and it looked like he was stunned.

But look at him, now he has a golden ratio body, a face like a knife and an axe, tough and soft, brilliant but not abrupt, making people warm and perfect, as in imagination.

There are even several powerful female generals who are quietly looking at Wang Er, with pink cheeks and fluttering eyes, obviously, they have moved their minds.

Wang Er?

Well, people don't call them such two names anymore, they are now called Wang Jian, listen, how domineering!

Wang Jian and Wang Er are simply two people!

It can be said that it is love that changes a person?

"No need, if General Ben doesn't show up, I'm afraid they'll all make an uproar, right?"

Song Mushroom Liang sneered, and there was a burst of noise around the camp, getting closer and closer, this Mushroom Liang naturally knew that it was because the player was disconnected from the "real world", and he was afraid of anxiety, and he wanted to come to her for an explanation.

As for why she was looking for her, not the official game company?

I'm sorry, but many people here were recruited from reality by Su Yu in the name of a game company.

"Stinky guy, people left me in trouble when they left!"

Thinking of the stinky guy, Song Mushroom stomped her feet fiercely again, and she promised that if the stinky guy dared to come back at night, she would paint her with a layer of green.

As for when the deadline is, depending on the mind of the mushroom, perhaps, it is permanent!