The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise.

The moment the golden cicada stepped on the steps again, the power of faith in the entire Lingshan surged, like a cloud of smoke, which was extremely amazing. The Buddha lantern on the top of the mountain also beats more violently, as if a flame spirit is cheering.

"Damn it, stop me!"

If the Buddha shattered the void, his face was furious, and he raised his hand with a palm and slapped it at the golden cicada.

Jin Chanzi, Buddha Shenzi, both are the youngest disciples known as the Buddha, although in terms of strength, the Buddha is more like the closed disciple of the Buddha, but somehow, the Buddha is more concerned about this disciple who has no cultivation and only has Buddhist attainments.

This is a great miracle, which makes people puzzled, and those who worship the Buddha cite it as a teaching, saying that the Buddha loves others, treats them equally, and even helps the weak with more heart.

But only the Buddha himself knew that when the golden cicada entered the Buddha domain for the first time, the power of faith in the entire Buddha domain was vibrating, and the Buddha lamp on the top of the spiritual mountain was also a great victory for its glory.

At that moment, he clearly knew that the deity had returned.

The golden cicada is the bitter monk who sealed the heavenly path and incarnated as a relic in the past.

He once thought about killing the golden cicada, but his thirst for power made him choose to keep the golden cicada. With the help of the golden cicada, he sucked out the power of the twenty-seven relics he had obtained and became his own.

Later, someone from the Heavenly Palace came to the door and told him a secret: because of the influence of the power of the Heavenly Kingdom, the one hundred and eight stars on the Heavenly Road were reincarnated, and their imprints fell into the world and sealed into the planet. The power of those seals is the power of the bitter monk.

As long as the golden cicada opens those seals, it can connect the relics in the heavenly path through the brand, so as to absorb them into the body.

If he can get all the power of the bitter monk, no one can help him today, and there is even a great possibility to go further and reach the legendary extreme realm.

Under the huge temptation, he left the golden cicada alive, and plotted with the Central Heavenly Emperor to have this westward journey to learn the scriptures.

Now that the golden cicada has returned from the west, the plan is about to be completed, and I never thought that at this moment, the golden cicada actually recovered the memory of the bitter monk, making everything fall short.

The Buddha light from that palm fell on the golden cicada, which should have been extremely powerful and turned the world upside down, but it turned out to be like a stone ox entering the sea, without the slightest wave, as if it had been completely absorbed.

"Whew!"

There was a sound of shaking branches and leaves, and a clear shadow flew out of the Buddha's body, blooming green leaves, which were clearly a bamboo branch. When the leaves fall and turn into a bamboo pole again, it just falls into the hands of the golden cicada.

This is the bitter bamboo, a sacred relic of Lingshan, which can be turned into an innate spiritual root, or an innate treasure, which is already owned by the bitter monks.

At this time, the bitter bamboo was in hand, and the golden cicada became more like the bitter monk of the past, but the cloth was no longer in a cloth, and it became a robe.

Those who are clothed have no worries, and they practice solitary monk Zen.

Those who wear robes are concerned about the world, and they practice Zen for all living beings.

"The cause is mine, and the effect is upon me. ”

"From today onwards, there will be a Pure Land of Bliss, and there will be no more Buddha Realm and Buddha Kingdom. ”

"From today on, those who enter my Buddha Gate should let go of everything and no longer have red dust cause and effect. ”

"From this day on, those who inherit the fruits of our Tao should be tempered by those who are destined, and should not force others. ”

"...... Today"

Chanting, chanting, singing, golden light flashed, Laneige was everywhere, countless golden lotuses appeared out of thin air, and countless mysterious scriptures flashed in all directions.

Far away, Chen Weiming looked at all this, and he was also surprised, Rao wanted to break his head, and he never thought that the golden cicada was actually a bitter monk.

And Chen Pan also came out, looking at everything in front of him, his expression was excited, and it was difficult to calm down. It is really rare to see such a look like him, so much so that Chen Weiming was puzzled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I remember the past!" Chen Pan calmed down: "In the past, Amitabha Buddha did bad things with good intentions, which made his Dao heart dusty and caused sentient beings to suffer. At the last moment, he exchanged the Dao Fruit with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and exchanged the supreme position for the peace of those people...... The supreme at that time was quite valuable. ”

On that day, he recited these things, using his own body as a container, absorbing the suffering and suffering of the Buddha kingdom, bearing all the sins alone, and finally his soul flew away and the fruits of the Tao died. ”

After all these years, he finally came back again to recite these great wishes. Although some words have changed, it is still great perseverance and great compassion. The end of the year is the beginning of today, and everything has a cause, that is, an effect. The world is unpredictable, and it is really impossible to explain. ”

These people have always experienced things that are so earth-shattering and heart-wrenching. Chen Weiming was suddenly fascinated, secretly thinking about what the ancient era before the flood era was like, and why it raised so many world-famous people.

"Forced!"

Chen Weiming knew what he was thinking, but after saying two words lightly, he didn't say more.

"Damn it!"

The Buddha roared loudly, looked at the Buddha and shouted, "What are you for, don't you understand? We will be absorbed by Him, and we will disappear forever.

What the bitter monk uses is not the method of the Great Three Corpses to cut off the Dao, and the three will not become independent existences. And the method of cutting off the path of the little three corpses, as long as the deity returns, the good and evil corpses have no autonomy, and they have to obey the deity, which is not much different from death.

It is not cost-effective to save people's hearts with one's own heart and sacrifice oneself for the sake of others, even if it is a so-called Buddha-figure. Although it was the Three Corpses that had him, this did not become a reason for him to sacrifice for him.

He originally thought that Buddha Nyorai often came to oppose him in order to compete for the power of the relics and make himself stronger. Today, I realized that I thought things too simply.

He really couldn't understand why Buddha Rulai knew about this, so why did he do this.

"From this day on, it is the fruit of my quest to resolve the resentment and sorrow of the world. ”

"From this day on, plant the fruit of the path that is rooted in the hearts of the world and is what I seek. ”

"From this day on, bearing the suffering and suffering of all living beings is the result of my quest. ”

"From this day forward, it is the fruit of my quest for peace for all beings. ”

“......”

Ten steps and one word, one hundred steps and one sentence, what was once given up in exchange for the Dao Fruit has now become the thing pursued by the Dao Fruit.

Every step falls, you can see the golden lotus, and the mysterious float gently swaying in the air.

Every time you step on it, you hear bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and the five aggregates are empty.

Countless people rushed to see the monks who had joined forces with the Central Heavenly Court and the Buddha Domain to arrest the Bodhi Ancestor, but at this moment, they were surprised to find that the situation did not seem to be simple. also looked at the back with surprise, watching the back step by step towards the top of the mountain.

Thousands of years later, the Buddha was reborn, and more than 30 million years later, the founder of Buddhism, who had been confused, finally decided to take over the Buddhism that his disciples had created for him.