Looking at the cold moonlight, Liu Pian stretched out his arm, which was still a little sore, and slowly moved his hand to the Buddha Sutra that he had worked so hard to even fight to fall into the turbulence of space and could not extricate himself.

Liu Pian stretched out his hand and took the broken bamboo slip into his hand.

The bamboo slips are very broken, and the bamboo on them has cracked into tiny cracks, as if the ancestors are like old bamboo slips used by scholars rolling in the red dust.

There is nothing on the bamboo slips, but there are some tiny hairs, which are on the bamboo, and the bamboo has turned yellow.

If this bamboo slip was placed on the ground, instead of estimating in the huge demon suppression tower, even an ordinary Taoist priest would not look at it, because it was too shabby, if it wasn't for Liu Pian personally taking out this bamboo slip from the turbulence of space with his hands, and watching this bamboo slip unscathed in the turbulence of space, Liu Pian would not believe that this dilapidated bamboo slip would hide this supreme magic method.

Slowly open the bamboo slip.

Very easy.

After unfolding, Liu Pian continued to look at the moonlight, but it was blank, and Liu Pian looked at it again, but there was only a cold moonlight mark on it, and the old bamboo slips were a little white by the moonlight.

Liu Pian stared at his eyes and looked again, but the bamboo slip was broken inch by inch.

Turned into countless tiny bamboos, and turned into Liu Pian's mind.

Liu Pian already wanted to stop the pain in his arm, so he didn't dare to relieve it.

His arm stiffened.

When the fragment of bamboo reached the center of Liu Pian's eyebrows, it turned into a little golden shadow and disappeared in the center of Liu Pian's eyebrows.

Liu Pian froze in an instant, motionless, and let the cold moonlight imprint a silver light on Liu Pian's face.

Liu Pian's eyes appeared in an instant, but a tiny gold appeared, the gold seemed to be an ancient Buddha and seemed to be Liu Pian.

At that moment, Liu Pian seemed to see herself.

But I don't know why there are only a few golden bamboo leaves in my eyes, and my body is also running and flying with the golden leaves, and I seem to be seeing the Buddha text on the bamboo leaf in my constant gaze, and the Buddha text seems to be the ancestor containing this extremely profound thing, but the Buddha text is constantly changing, even if Liu Pian catches up with the leaves countless times when flying, there is no time to be able to see clearly.

When Liu Pian's eyes did not have that bamboo leaf, he saw a golden Buddha hall, this Buddha hall is incomparably big, as if the ancestor is the whole world.

Liu Pian looked at the man in the middle and knew that he was the Buddha.

But hearing him preach, countless lotus flowers fell from the sky, and countless golden lotus flowers poured out on the ground, Liu Pian felt as if his ancestors were swimming in a sea of enlightenment, and the truth was big and mysterious.

Liu Pian's body was unconsciously dyed into pieces of gold.

Liu Pian was interrupted by a snoring sound.

Liu Pian didn't know why he just thought that person was the golden cicada, not because even if he was handsome when he was asleep, it didn't seem to be because of his middle seat.

It's a feeling.

Even the sound of the Buddha's sutra stopped, and the snoring did not stop.

Knowing that a monk next to him gently poked him, he woke up.

The Buddha said, "Why don't you listen?"

But he said proudly, "Why do you want to listen, I already know this"

The Buddha said, "What do you understand?"

The golden cicada gently took out a small cicada in his hand and said, "This cicada is like a few years of waiting for me, a few years of pupae, but it is very much to get a moment of chirping"

The crowd was puzzled.

Jin Chanzi's handsome face smiled and said, "I just want to use my own fragrance to shine the whole country, how can your Dharma cross me?"

Jin Cicada said proudly, and the voice fell, without any sound.

The Buddha said, "I have a collection of the "Law" to talk about the heavens, a collection of the "Treatise" to talk about the earth, and a collection of the "Sutra" to save ghosts. There are thirty-five books in the three collections, and the fifteen thousand one hundred and forty-four volumes"

Jin Chanzi said, "No, that's your Buddhist scriptures, I only want my own Buddhist scriptures, my own Buddha"

The Buddha said, "Then I will make you prosperous and rich in my life, and I will give you ten lives to see if you can become your own Buddha."

Liu Pian was watching at the moment, the golden cicada turned into a golden cicada, and chirped softly at the Buddha, and in an instant, the entire Buddha hall and the whole world were illuminated.

Liu Pian listened to the cicada chirp and seemed to understand something, as if she didn't understand anything, the great truth, in the sky, Liu Pian was outside the sky.

Liu Pian seemed to understand something, as if she didn't understand, until Liu Pian opened her eyes in her own sea of consciousness, and the gold on her blood-red eyes flashed away, and her blood-colored eyes were full of blood again.

However, the sea of blood in the sea of knowledge seems to be full of Zen in an instant.

I don't know why Liu Pian remembered a sentence "Buddha is a person who has come over, and a person is a Buddha of the future"

Liu Pian knew that she understood, but she didn't seem to understand it again.

Liu Pian stretched out his hand and grabbed a little sunlight in the sunlight, letting the sunlight clench in Liu Pian's hand.

Liu Pian suddenly muttered to herself at this time: "What golden cicada should be called Sansheng Mage!"

Liu Pian understood what had been holding this huge demon tower for tens of thousands of years, and it was a kind of Buddha's will.

A good golden cicada trained his previous life into a Buddha, so that countless demon kings did not dare to come out, so they could only endure loneliness in that pagoda.

Liu Pian returned to his mind, but he didn't know why, and suddenly recalled a Buddhist scripture "Duoxin Sutra"

The corners of Liu Pian's mouth whispered, "For the sake of nothing, Bodhisattva, according to Prajnaparamita, the mind is free of obstacles, there is no obstacles, there is no fear, far from upside-down dreams, and nirvana." The Buddhas of the three worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, attained the three bodhisattvas of Anuttara. Therefore, it is known that Prajnaparamita is a great mantra, a great mantra, a supreme mantra, and an unequal mantra, which can remove all suffering, and it is true. Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, Para reveal the truth, Para Sangha reveal the truth, Bodhisattva Bha. ”

But he could only read out the next few paragraphs, but the front one could no longer open his mouth.

Liu Pian not only recalled the words of the Buddha, "What do you understand"

Liu Pian said in her heart, "I still don't understand anything"

Liu Pian read slowly but did not know that the bell in the White Horse Temple that had not been struck for 10,000 years made a huge sound, and for a time no one in the White Horse Temple could explain it, so he could only chant Amitabha Buddha under the lotus platform of the Buddha.

Liu Pian stretched out his hand, and a little golden Buddha light flashed, and finally gradually turned into a little dark red murderous aura.

In Liu Pian's sea of knowledge, a golden lotus flower quietly grows in Liu Pian's sea of blood, and there are Buddhist scriptures surging gently on it, and the blood-colored lotus is like a lotus, but this golden lotus is engraved with the Buddhist text "Duoxin Sutra".