Chapter Fifty-Three: The Monk
Although the grand vow made by the ordinary monk is a little strange, it does come from the heart and meets the conditions of the Buddha's vow, and the Buddha's way in the dark is to give blessings.
The Sanskrit sound of nothingness resounded through the void again, and at the same time, there was a holy power condensed in the void that washed the soul, twisted and vast, strange and long, with the root hell as the center, towards the erosion of the netherworld of Qingyang County and the surrounding counties, and the close Tang Ghost Army suddenly felt that there was no boundless sea of suffering, and only the Pure Land above the Root Hell was its own destination.
"Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha! Good! Good!" is really like a monk chanting the Buddha's name, the Tibetan Dharma emerges, the six reincarnations manifest, and the specious Sanskrit sound on the opposite side is heard, although this Sanskrit sound is soft, but it is full of toughness, and it is as stable as the earth, no matter how the Sanskrit sound on the opposite side changes, it cannot affect the Jiuhua Pure Land and the Tang Ghost Army, and even Qingyang County cannot be spread.
"What a Tibetan Dharma!" The ordinary monk looked at the true monk, and chanted in a low voice: "If people want to know, all the Buddhas in the three worlds should contemplate the Dharma realm, and all the idealism is created! The Buddha is pure, and only the degree is fate......
As soon as the words fell, the illusory golden body of the Buddha, the wonderful appearance of the goddess appeared behind the monk, the light of the Buddha was like the wheel of a car, and the meaning of birth, death, and glory was constantly derived, and the Sanskrit sound was endless, although the monk was barely defending, but several ghost soldiers who were originally confused, or were associated with Buddhism before their deaths, only felt that they had fallen into endless suffering, and only taking refuge in Buddhism was the right way to liberation.
And with such thoughts, the light of the Buddha suddenly rose from them, and the defense system built by the monk was suddenly shattered.
"Bold!" The marshal sitting in the center of the million ghost army shouted angrily, and the almost pure cyan light flame around him rose, and the countless chaotic breaths in the commander of the ghost army turned into a layer of light flames, extinguishing the derived Buddha light, and at the same time pulled out the treasure knife on his waist, and waved it at the general idiot, the power of all armies gathered, and the red sword light appeared, with a thunderous momentum with a long bright red afterimage, slashing across the sky like a blood-colored flag!
"It's a good time!" When the monk saw the knife light falling, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to make a flower, a lotus flower bloomed, and was gently thrown, after leaving his hand, the flower bloomed and fell, and in an instant turned into countless lotus flowers, the red knife light every time he smashed a lotus, the blood color on the knife light was a little thinner, and it had already dissipated before it reached the monk of the general idiot.
The monk smiled and stretched out his hand again, making a flower-shaped, a blood-colored lotus bloomed, and a pure and thorough, like a glass crystal-like knife light was born on it, and the breath was the same as the blood-colored knife light just now, but in this sword light, there was no majestic and tragic aura and rich evil aura that swept the battlefield in the blood-colored knife light.
"Seed karma, reap karma. Donor, your knife is too murderous, your practice is too deep, and the poor monk can't afford it, so I'll give it back to you!" After the ordinary idiot monk finished speaking, he flicked his fingers, and the blood-colored lotus flower on his fingertips instantly merged into the sword light, and the blood light rose in an instant, and the murderous aura soared to the sky, compared to the fierce and powerful aura that the marshal just cut out and swept away thousands of armies and flowed thousands of miles of blood, although the sword light at this time was murderous, it was as pure as a mirror, and there was no collateral emotion such as bloodthirsty, madness, and tragedy.
"Cause and effect change?" is really like a monk looking at the knife light for a moment, and then whispered: "Om-ma-what-trumpet-mi-huh!"
After the end of the six characters, white, green, yellow, blue, red, and black, the six colors turned into a mantra wheel suspended in front of the knife light, and when the knife light touched, it suddenly turned into an invisible.
As a great mantra of Buddhism, the connotation of the six-character mantra is extremely rich and mysterious, which can refer to the subtle heart of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and the six colors derived correspond to the six kinds of wisdom, which can be used to deal with the arrogance, jealousy, greed, foolishness, stinginess and ignorance of all beings in the six realms.
In addition, the six-character Daming Mantra also has the effect of circumventing cause and effect and circulating Buddhism, which just restrains the ordinary idiot monk from using the method of karma to reverse the order of cause and effect, and reverse the sword light from the transfer of void karma.
As the supernatural power was forced, the blood-colored sword light that had originally disappeared in the thousands of lotus flowers resurfaced again, and the face of the ordinary idiot monk changed slightly, and he was about to reveal his golden body to resist, and Mrs. Huangquan, who had been watching for a long time in the fundamental region, waved her hand, rolled up the Dao Dao Qi, and shattered the knife light, he walked out, looked at the monk and the marshal and said: "You two, one is the marshal of the million ghost army, and the other is a monk who has attained the Tao, is it really good to bully a monk with a back like this?"
After speaking, the cyan divine light behind Mrs. Huangquan's head surged, heartbreaking, and the magic sound of the ghost crying and howling sounded, but it strangely cooperated with the surrounding Sanskrit sound, penetrating people's hearts, and shaking the light flame and the Sanskrit sound of the protector god above the Tang Ghost Army.
Then another whirlpool emerged from behind Mrs. Huangquan, countless hideous and twisted demon silhouettes distorted and emerged from the whirlpool, and countless evil breaths turned into illusory arms and grabbed towards the Tang Ghost Army.
Chaos, distortion, decay, sin and other breaths continue to affect the surrounding void, rolling up a Dawson cold and majestic blue-black tornado, surging to the point of incomprehensible netherworld death, with a domineering attitude, extinguishing all life, in the face of such an attack method, even the true monk's Jizo Law is difficult to resist, and the golden light that protects the ghost army is suppressed like a flame in the wind.
Li Haocheng in the distance sighed, and could only move his mind, and the Taixu mana was transformed into Buddha light, flowing into the body of the true monk, and at the same time, the jade talisman Qingguang blessed and guarded the heart of the true monk, and assisted him to put the breath and arm released by Mrs. Huangquan into the roulette wheel behind the Jizo Dharma.
As the forces of chaos, distortion, decay, sin, and so on came under his control, the true monk felt those arms shatter in the compass, turning into annihilation, and the foul pus that melted everything flowed in the wheel. At the same time, the murmuring of evil curses and resentments full of malice continued to reach his ears, and streams of evil forces full of evil filth eroded towards the Jizo Dharma behind him like a tide.
The original pure Buddha light became dim yellow, the holy breath was stained with evil, and layers of black curtains also appeared on the bright pure land, and countless runes also appeared on the Jizo Dharma Phase, flashing with pure divine light, which was a section of divine language representing the Netherworld, blocking the power of the Jizo Dharma Phase.
"Don't do it yet!" Lady Huangquan looked at the ordinary monk and whispered.
"Nan Wu Amitabha!" The monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the light of the Buddha emerged on his body, falling on the body of the true monk, life and death withered and glorious, and the principle of happiness and emptiness manifested together, linking the breath of the two.