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Even if it is as small as lice, as thin as a millimeter, extremely insignificant, and even invisible to the naked eye, you can only take a microscope to look at it, there is always a difference between "big" and "small".

But to humans, lice are tiny creatures, but they can also be as fat as wheels in the eyes of an ascetic marksman.

As far as the mosquito is concerned, it cannot perceive the parasites that swarm on its tentacles, but the monks can perceive it by seeing and hearing it, and they can see that its shape is as high as the Songyue, and its sound is as sonorous as the roar of thunder.

In the final analysis, the concept of "size" still comes from the perception and observation of intelligent beings.

In the vast black sea, in the monstrous turbidity of ten thousand sins, there is a grain of fine sand swimming in the sticky black tide like mud.

This grain of sand is inconspicuous, like the most common fine sand on the beach, and will be of no use other than for naughty children to build sandcastles in handfuls of them.

But in that black tide, which is darker than the night, even the "light" itself is not allowed to exist, just like rejecting the stars and the moon, how can a grain of fine sand be tolerated?

Although it is difficult to see the true appearance of the sand with the naked eye, every grain of fine sand is actually a gemstone, a crystal as clear as a night star, and a broken jade as round as a pearl. But for Kuroshio, it doesn't matter if you are crystal or broken jade, it is like a small thorn piercing your fingers, stabbing and panicking.

It's just that compared to the Black Sea, a grain of fine sand is more like the tiniest germ, which may attract the attention of white blood cells, but it will not be perceived by the brain.

Garo Manjushri is the brain of the Black Sea.

It's just that this demon god with the Dharma appearance of Manjushri is pulling many small void realms, trying to shake the lock of heaven and earth, how can a grain of fine sand enter his eyes.

After all, as Wei Ye ridiculed, this demon god has the appearance of Manjushri, but he does not have the true great bodhisattvas in Buddhist legends, who have the eyes of a Buddha and can see everything and know everything.

The so-called "all-knowing and all-powerful God" is also a relative concept many times.

But the rolling black tide, sinking sin, whether it is the seven deadly sins or the hundred deadly sins, whether it arises from ignorance, anger or ignorance, can taint everything, assimilate everything, it seems to be as muddy as muddy water, but it is as viscous as asphalt, but it is the most filthy existence in the world.

Even if it is turbid muddy water, after experiencing static precipitation, it is still clear and muddy, and it is suddenly divided, leaving others to clear the turbidity.

But the essence of the Black Sea is like high-temperature melted asphalt, and like the poisonous slurry flowing in hell, even if it is as transparent as crystal, even if it is as hard as gold, it can only be polluted and corroded, and thus become a part of this sea of sin.

However, there is a grain of sand in the sea of sin, its color is like red fire, like the best Chenzhou dansha, but it is light like floating flotsam, slightly like floating dust, wandering in the midst of ten thousand sins, not stained with a trace of evil, not eroded by the slightest.

Dansha, also known as bright sand, should be bright as a star, but this grain of sand is glorious and profound, silent to the boundless sinful atmosphere

The hazel trees are thick, the basalt is built into a high platform, and a young body makes a final convulsion between the blood-stained obsidian blades. The heart, still beating, was rudely plucked from its chest cavity and offered to the red warrior with his long tongue outstretched and his blood soaked.

The hearts of men are dedicated to the sun, human skins are dedicated to the god of war, the heads of lovers are the jewels of the god of hunting, the bruised prisoners of war are the prey of the god of agriculture, and beneath the swamps of rotting corpses, shrine maidens ravaged by soldiers hold their heads and sing songs in praise of the gods with heartless chests.

In the sky above this swamp, wearing a crown of feathered weaving, the gods enjoyed the sacrifice with satisfaction.

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The white marble made the theater extravagant as bright as day even at night, and the huge asphalt candles lit every corner of the theater, but the light made everyone's hearts palpitate.

The asphalt wraps the body that can't hold an inch, the young man in his prime, the girl with smart eyebrows and eyes, the old man in the last years of the wind and candle, and even the ignorant and ignorant children, are the wicks of asphalt candles.

The emperor, wearing a flower crown with a harp in his hand, covered the stench of charred corpses with precious incense wood, plucked the strings with his fingertips, and sang a tune in the theater surrounded by fire, which no living person listened to:

I teach virtue, I rule destiny;

Time and eternity are my projections,

Glorify me, admire me,

Accept me as your ruler.

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Wheat straw and sorghum stalks were piled up into high stacks, and wicker-coated barns were built tall and beautiful. This is the bank of Lei Ze, here is the sun of Lishan, the people here live in peace, one year into the village, three years for the city, not for anything else, just for the head here is a virtuous gentleman, a famous filial son.

But no matter how filial a child is, he will always meet his father and his stepmother, and this filial head man is no exception, although his father is blind, but he does not delay this blind old man to marry a beautiful woman. If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather, not to mention that the blind old man and his young daughter-in-law also gave birth to a strong and tall son.

Therefore, the blind old man, looking at his capable but filial eldest son, did not feel very relieved, but listened with his ears to the sound of the eldest son stepping on the roof of the barn, groped for the removal of the ladder, and then squatted down very quietly, and very faithfully touched the flint, and played the fire sickle under the barn with a loving face.

The fire raged and engulfed the wicker-smeared granary, and the old blind man's voice chanted like a requiem in the crackling fire: "Go early, go to your mother." Your livestock and Zhuangzi are left to your father and me, and your brother has not yet married, so let him have a round house with your daughter-in-law tonight......"

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Is God a god?

Is the king just a king and a people?

Is the Father a Father? but a fool.

The sins are heavy, the sins are outrageous, not only the murder and adultery, but also the slowness, jealousy, anger, laziness, greed, five, seven, ten, hundred, and even hundreds of billions of immeasurable, not only demons and demons, not just bullies, not just evil gods and tyrants?

Glory turns to shame, virtue turns to filth, and beauty turns to ugliness.

The acquired human nature is often unable to resist the animal nature of intelligent creatures from the beginning of creation.

This is the sea of sin, this is also the sea of depravity, this is what the Son of God who was born in Bethlehem wants to redeem, and this is what the Dansha who swims in the sea of sin has to face.

Those filth, those filth, those cruelty, those cruelty, but it is precisely because of the filth, filth, cruelty and cruelty that black and white are clear, and evil can be controlled, and sin can be judged.

But there is also the crime of petty theft, which seems to be as small as a mustard, but the childish pickpocket with eyebrows and eyes stole the life-saving money of the poor peasants, so he drove the family to a dead end.

There is also the crime of not being a fool, which seems to be harmless, but the woman who chews the root of her tongue at the head of the village describes the wandering nun who sleeps in the rainy night of the neighbor's house as a cheating bald donkey, so what else can the widow who can't argue with but drink brine?

Major crimes, minor crimes, misdemeanors, felonies, or greed or stupidity, or anger or stupidity, love and parting can't be begged, and there are more human feelings and heavenly principles mixed together, clean officials are difficult to decide, and philosophers are tied. Therefore, perhaps the only way to redeem a divine body like Jesus, with an infinite wish, is the only way?

The light of the Holy Grail shone on the Black Sea, and the light was soft and full of compassion, like the star that shone above their heads on that long, cruel winter night, when the frightened family sheltered in the stable, thinking about the uncertain future.

Dansha was speechless, just chasing the light with compassion in the vast sea of sin.

The journey of a grain of sand is long.

I don't know how many void worlds, those private things, pickled things, dirty things, cruel things, and obscure things that have accumulated for thousands of years are coming wave after wave.

The journey of a grain of sand is short.

Guided by the light full of mercy and redemption, Dansha has no light, but it is not stained, and even the light cannot enter the seemingly transparent crystal, so it is determined to go towards the source of light.

However, in the sea of sin, there was a Zen sound that suddenly erupted:

"Wei Zhenjun, since your dansha is invincible to all sins and is not stained, it is as small as dust, how can you make such a trick in front of the old monk!"

The Zen sound is like thunder.

So the sea of sin is towering like a cloud peak, and the dry monk sits and sits and forbears like Sumeru, after all, it is a sand and a mountain to meet again, even if they are separated by a few layers of emptiness, and thousands of mountains and rivers are far away, it is still not that they do not get together.

Wei Ye's sigh also sounded at the same time, but he still saw Dansha and no one in sight: "Jialuo Manjushri, you use Manjushri as a guide to drag the Void Small Realm to rush through the heavens and earth locks, how important this matter is, you actually have to divide a lot of spirits to prevent Wei from stealing the camp, this kind of caution is not very similar to your style." ”

"Someone said to me, although Wei Zhenjun is only a scattered immortal business, if he talks about success, it may not be enough, but the words 'more than ruined' are worthy of it. The old monk thought about the past calamity, and Zhenjun had to take advantage of the situation, so he had to guard against it. ”

"This sounds so painful, but what about Gara Manjushri, and once more to confirm with me the supreme power of your Huaben Manjushri Lotus?"

Listening to the provocative intent in Wei Ye's words, Garo Manjushri just clasped his palms and lowered his eyebrows, and his face was peaceful: "Before the true monarch gave up the true form of the Dharma body, the old monk may have this intention, but today I don't see the demeanor of the true monarch back then, and I only see a grain of dansha, but it makes the old monk have a different opinion." ”

After saying a word, Garo Manjushri designated the dansha with one hand and exclaimed: "If it is a jewel, Mani will be brightly cultivated." He Laokan left the exercise, and Shi was the obvious submersible. Relying on this grain of indestructible and indestructible Ganges sand, it is no wonder that those who pretend to be holy look at the sea of sin and stop, but the true monarch is willing to dive through the maze and find the other side. It's just that the true monarch must know that this sand is your true seed in the immortal path, not the false body of the void pill that the acquired essence is kneaded, if it is lost, your cave sky, immortal que, and monarchy will become a rootless wood, a sourceless water, such a strange danger, the true monarch is willing to take it?"

This is very difficult to understand, but Wei Ye's sneer came directly: "This Dansha is the fundamental Dao foundation of Wei, although it has not returned to the true in the nineth, but it is also the seventh return to life, not the pseudo-pill in the body that is refined by the left path of the side door to breathe the remaining qi of the five elements and swallow the essence of the sun and the moon, you have the ability to directly use the Hua Ben Manjushri Lotus Hua Guangsheng to suck me!"

However, Garo Manjushri smiled calmly and responded: "Hua Ben Manjushri Lotus Huaguang is the old monk's natal supernatural power, once it is activated, it will be difficult for the True Monarch and me to be separated. However, with the true monarch's human being, how can he spend a long time with me and be trapped in this sea of sin? I am afraid that the true monarch will repeat his old tricks, lead the old monk to ascend, and then use the power of the realm to exile the old monk in the endless sea of stars. What's more, the identity of the true monarch is a bit special, if it is involved with you for too long, I can't say that the true monarch will give up his skin to ask the heavens of the upper realm to help him, and at that time, the old monks and fellow practitioners are not here, where can they ask for help?"

Wei Ye's face was a little unbearable when he said this, and he couldn't help but shout: "Duh, Kalo Manjushri, you are fighting and not fighting, surrendering and not surrendering, what do you want to do with so much nonsense?"

Above the sea of sin, the dry monk of Jialuo Manjushri looked at the grain of sand formed by Wei Ye Daoji, and responded with kindness: "Since the original parting with the true monarch, this matter has plagued the old monk's heart for countless eons, and it is difficult to solve the puzzle. It was only on that day that I met a great good knowledge, and I came up with a way to deal with the symptoms. ”

As he spoke, the thumb and index finger of his left hand were interlocked, and the remaining three fingers were raised, and he held the green lotus, but in his right hand, he pinched a sword trick and shone it towards the Holy Grail of Jesus.

With the formation of the handprint, there are countless green lotus fields around the Holy Grail, and on the lotus buds in full bloom, or holding the scriptures, or carrying the sword, it becomes a scene of the Buddha country.

The sea of sin gave birth to a green lotus, and the pieces did not touch the sinful karma, but they did not spend the sinful karma, but they just aimed the mouth of the holy grail, which exuded a brilliant golden light, at the dansha that Wei Ye Daoji had turned into.

Just this one action made Wei Ye feel a great sense of crisis, but he just held on to the frame and replied stubbornly: "Jesus wants to take all sins, but what does it have to do with Wei?"

To this question, Garo Manjushri responded kindly: "This matter has nothing to do with the true monarch, the true monarch is a person in the immortal path, although the Buddha is called a foreign way, and in his name is a pagan religion, but what he does is righteous and not evil, after all, he has a heart of benefiting people and things, and it is not the same as the old monk and other natural demon gods. The desire for atonement for all sins is widespread, but beings like the True Monarch are not the primary concern of the Holy Grail. ”

said that Wei Ye was not the object that the Holy Grail should care about, so who was the object that the Holy Grail should pay the most attention to?

Kalo Manjushri is a natural demon god, and his divinity can live forever if he is immortal, so he naturally can't look down on the ghost and fairy methods of the Taoist Buddhism that are fiddling with the hidden soul and sending away the gods, and the ghost and fairy methods that break the tile and snatch the house, and those who make ordinary demon immortals fearful, and the mystery of the womb that the means of seeking favor will also be broken after reincarnation. In the eyes of such a demon god, the flesh and skin sac is the stinky skin sac, that is, reincarnation, and there is no mystery in the womb, let alone ignorance all the life as in a dream, let alone death, and even the words "falling into reincarnation" have lost their interest.

And Wei Ye, who was facing him, although he only showed the karma of scattering immortals, he was a little unusual and extraordinary everywhere, faintly with a hint of singleness that did not care about life and death.

Since death in the biological sense has become a problem that is not a problem, then even those who have no taste must learn to be a little more reserved.

For example, if there is no scolding war before the battle, it will be changed to talk about metaphysics:

"The Holy Grail of the Savior's skull is the man's supreme wish, but is that great wish not only for the sake of mankind? Angel elves three-headed dogs, evil gods and dragons, and demons dancing are not fairy tales for children on Halloween, and the night walk of a hundred ghosts is not the fun of ukiyo-e. The advent of the Holy Grail in such a world is an important hand in determining the victory of light and darkness, and salvation and reaping are not only a grace to mankind. ”

"The laity have spoken countless dreams, using the Holy Grail as an omnipotent wishing machine, or the Holy Blood in the cup as an immortal elixir like suma nectar. But no one knows better than us and other Yaba Venerables that the Holy Grail of Jesus is the most terrible prison in the world. ”

Wei Ye's voice still responded with mockery: "The Holy Grail collects all sins, but all sins can't fall into the Holy Grail, so I have to call someone else to top the jar." It seems that the prison is too administratively high to accept criminal offenders. ”

"Although the Heavenly Hell that the True Monarch evolved is wonderful, in terms of the power of prohibition and the power of isolation, it is indeed much worse than the Holy Grail. ”

Speaking of this, Garo Manjushri even sighed with emotion: "Even if you are as noble as the Eight Leaves Venerable, if you don't show your full appearance and take the initiative to vote, the Holy Grail will not want to pay more attention." However, if it weren't for the existence of this Holy Grail, why would we, the Demon Gods and the Immeasurable Boundless Dependents, still be subject to those human beings who have only practiced the Tantra for decades, and may not even be able to attain the true results on the end of their lives?"

"I don't understand that either. Although there are many magic monks in Koyasan, and although the cultivation of those great monks is deep, they claim to become Buddhas instantly, but they are not really sanctified after all, but at the beginning, you demon gods still suffered a lot under the arrangement of Koyasan. ”

Regarding Wei Ye's unkind act of exposing the scars, Garo Manjushri was still calm, but he just said with his head in the jaw: "Even if you practice Tantric Dharma, you may not become holy. However, even if we have divinity and are still at ease between life and death, we and other Eight Leaf Venerables also have great troubles and unbearable things. ”

"Garo Manjushri, you have the appearance of Manjushri, and the Huaguang of the Huaben Manjushri Lotus has the power to eat away at all energy, even I dare not say it lightly. Now that you have single-handedly created this boundless sea of sin, you have affected a few void small realms, forcing Wei to play all his hole cards, sacrificing himself to make up for the sky, and then talking about 'troubles', it seems hypocritical. ”

However, in the midst of the ridicule, the branches and leaves of the green lotus spread, and in this silence, blocking Wei Ye's retreat, the green lotus coiled like a cage, trapping the dansha transformed by Wei Ye Daoji in the center of the lotus sea.

Kalo Manjushri looked at the Holy Grail in front of him, and finally showed a look of sadness: "The troubles do not come from anywhere else, but from the Holy Grail left by this Savior, and from his incomparably compassionate wish to redeem sins. Why is it that the Holy Grail can contain all sins, but cannot seal all sins, but instead turns into this sea of sins? Because in the Holy Grail, the self-nature of the obscure clan is sealed, and I have lost the fundamental virtue. ”

At this point, the withered monk clasped his palms together, and Manjushri smiled, but there was no tenderness: "This matter, please ask Zhenjun to verify it in person." ”