Gods, Buddhas, Immortals, Demons, and Saints, under the way of heaven, for the pursuit of transcendent existence, people's footsteps have never stopped.

Those who have a bright path are naturally tireless, and the mortals who cultivate slash-and-burn are also in awe, waiting for the arrival of the fairy.

So what is the so-called clear road?

The Taoist answer is that lead and mercury are tightly collected into a hundred golden pills, while the definition given by Buddhism is a word for enlightenment.

Enlightenment, enlightenment and becoming a Buddha, this seems to be a shortcut, but the danger and difficulty in it have never been said.

What is the state of the world after becoming a Buddha and an ancestor, no one has given an answer.

Lingtai square inch, oblique moon three stars.

In the spread of dark consciousness, only a gray pure land remained, revealing an evil and pure white.

The Daxiong Treasure Hall, the lotus platform is full of flowers, there are five hundred Arhats, eight heavenly dragons, Guanyin, Venerable, and the Buddhas of the three worlds are standing or standing, laughing or crying, or compassion, or anger.

There is also a world-honored one who dwells in the middle.

"Buddha, the enlightened one, obsessed, how to liberate, let alone detachment?" The golden Buddha sat on the nine-rank lotus platform, pinched the Zen seal in his hand, and his eyebrows were a little red, so I smelled it.

"The sea of earthly suffering, the shackles of fame and fortune, how can you understand?" On the left, the jade-colored Guanyin shook his head and sighed lightly.

"Let go, and you can naturally comprehend. All concerns, sealed into all the law"

"Eight sufferings and nine loves, seven emotions and six desires, how can we talk about liberation?" the Scarlet Venerable interjected.

"Su curtain lamp, but it is short-lived, lost, and if it is not gained, it will naturally be liberated. ”

"There are always concerns, so why not get them again?" asked Guanyin and His Holiness in unison.

"Therefore the world sinks into the sea of suffering, and it is rare to find emptiness. The Buddha sighed, suddenly raised his head, the Buddha's eyes opened slowly, and two strange white lights shot out, shrouding the distracted figure: "Thousands of calculations, all kinds of entanglement, in the end it is just a dream bubble, why not detach?"

"Why not be detached!"

"Why not be detached!"

"Why not be detached!"

Hong Zhong Da Lu, the sound of scolding lingered above the Golden Palace, and it did not disperse for a long time.

The eyes of the Buddhas converged in one place, and the smooth and incomplete fascination sat on the ground, his eyes blank, and the shouts in his ears kept pouring in, and he could not stop them.

What appeared in front of him was the fire in the ruined city, and all kinds of the past appeared one by one, in this life, what was his life for?

This tattered body, the three million human life debts that are carried on the body are out of reach.

The troubled times are coming, a catastrophe in the world, but I have already stood on the side of the loser, and the various arrangements I have made are not just like flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water, and a spring dream?

Manpower is sometimes exhausted, and he is not the reincarnation Zhuge who is wise and close to the demon, and he has never given up, but they are still 。。。。。。

"Idiot, idiot. Why not let go, why not nirvana?"

The main hall suddenly emptied, and only Shizun was left, but he also changed.

A body of white bones, jade white. The hollow eyes are a deep white.

Rise.

One step, two steps, three steps.

The skeleton walked up to him.

The fleshless index finger pointed at his parfait, and his voice was filled with pity, sympathy, and consolation: "Put it down, take a break, and the rest ... Leave it all to me. ”

"You, hehe, hehe, hehe. In the helpless laughter, the golden palace was also like the fine sand in the palm of the hand, quietly dissipated: "You are just me, how can you beat me?"

A contemptuous and mocking gaze between the hairs, thin lips touching up and down, mercilessly sneering.

"You're still human, so you're doomed. Bai Gu bowed his head slightly and replied indifferently.

"You're not human?"

"Buddha, of course, is not human. Ruthless, desireless, loveless, hateless. What you think and do is the way of heaven. Heavenly Dao, how can it be confused with inferior people?"

"Gollum Purr ... ”

Out of nowhere, a skull rolled over, stopped by the bones.

The delicate and familiar face is still so naughty, but the eyes are closed, and there is no trace of blood on the face.

"Leave it to me, at least... I can let the world be buried for her. ”

。。。。。。

Among the ten thousand armies, the figure that fell to the ground trembled slightly, and the sword slashed down indiscriminately, and in just one moment, the invincible factory man was about to be divided by these nameless pawns.

They didn't know what they were facing, but they knew that a moment ago, when the fire in the city was raging, the monster fainted, and they hurried around to pick up their merits.

"After cutting off this head, will my grandfather take me to Beijing and give me a big official to do? It shouldn't be, but there is always a reward of dozens of taels of silver, right?"

"Boom!"

There was a muffled sound, and white flames rose from the monster's body.

"W, what the hell?"

The rusty brain hadn't yet disposed of the strange scene in front of him, but Li Qisan found that he seemed... Flying?

On the ground, only a headless corpse stood in the former robe, and columns of blood rose up from the cavity, and when the strength was exhausted, the body spun and fell, and the powerful jet turned into a weak flow.

The body closest to him was the most familiar, the tattered uniform, and a patch on the shoulder. There was also a fresh blood cut on his left arm.

"Could it be ... I'm already dead?" Li Qisan realized that he could no longer feel the existence of his body.

The last consciousness made him see clearly his enemy in the afterlife--- a white flowing fire.

At this time, on the battlefield outside Ganzhou City, Li Jinglong occupied the right time and place, completely crushed, fled, died and wounded on the ground and groaned helplessly, and could still move, counting the entire Ningxia Guard, there were no more than 100,000.

A variable suddenly appeared, and Li Jinglong tried to knock him into the dust as soon as possible.

Now he was on his feet again, and it was even more unpredictable.

More like a ghost than like a man.

In the chaos of the war, his figure is fleeting, and as long as he flows by his side, countless lives are lost.

His goal is no longer himself? Li Jinglong squinted his eyes, a little puzzled.

So who is he targeting?

There is no direction to speak of, and there is no law to be grasped, wandering aimlessly on this battlefield, harvesting. It's hard just to keep your eyes on this ghost.

His mind couldn't help but think of his father's description of the Kaiping Wang uncle he had never met when he was a child.

"Above the battle array, among the hosts, there is not a piece of armor.

A bloody knife, rampant.

Singing in battle, like a god like a demon, invincible.

There is no living mouth under the knife, and tens of millions of people are killed, and they are still unwilling.

He didn't kill for the sake of winning, he just wanted to kill. ”[.]