"Woo woo~~woo woo~~~~"

Chu Liuxian blew the gourd silk.

Such as crying, such as complaining, such as admiration, such as the call of home, such as the beckoning of the past.

In the strange sound of the gourd silk that shook the soul, the yin souls within a radius of more than ten miles all stopped their movements at the same time and stared at the source of the sound.

In front of Chu Liuxian, the coiled benzoin incense was burning quietly, and the faint smoke was wrapped in a quiet fragrance, and it kept spreading into the distance.

Gourd silk plus benzoin, where Chu Liuxian was, was like a huge whirlpool, constantly attracting the yin spirits to swim over.

Time passed little by little.

Chu Liuxian, who kept blowing the gourd silk, closed his eyes tightly, the true spirit shook the divine soul, the powerful coercion spread out, and the weak yin soul lingered on the periphery, not daring to move forward.

He's making a choice.

If a monk who is good at ghosts comes here, he often sets up a conjuring banner in front of him, and these yin spirits will be sucked into the banner and become one of the thousands of yin spirits in the conjuring flag.

After all, Chu Liuxian didn't have enough research on the ghost path, so he could only shake the true spirit soul and generate coercion to make those yin spirits dare not come closer.

But for a moment, three circles inside and three circles outside, I don't know how many yin spirits gathered over.

The fierce three-grade spirit ghost that Chu Liuxian wanted to wait for never appeared.

"Is it in the wrong place?"

Chu Liuxian frowned slightly, "Or did my deterrence startle the other party and didn't dare to approach?"

The latter idea was quickly rejected by him.

"The spirit ghosts that can make the Yin God Venerable return in vain will never be afraid of this coercion, on the contrary, they will regard it as a provocation, and they will show up more and more. ”

Chu Liuxian was puzzled, but he was ready to go, so he could only continue.

I don't know how long it has been. The benzoin in front of him burned more than half, and the voice of the gourd silk gradually weakened, even if he puffed up his breath, the sound of the gourd silk still dissipated.

"Fang Datong's background is extraordinary. ”

Chu Liuxian put down the gourd silk and put the instrument that had dimmed and "sank" incessantly in his palm.

The power was exhausted, and the spiritual materials belonging to the yin spirit in the gourd silk dissipated, and gradually could not be held by Chu Liuxian's true spirit body, showing a strange "sinking" in his palm.

Little by little, sink through the palm of your hand. It looks like agarwood when it is in water.

When the gourd silk "sank" past Chu Liuxian's palm, accelerated suddenly, and fell to the ground with a "pop", the sound of "bang" water came from far and near.

"Huh?!"

Chu Liuxian immediately felt that something was wrong, "Where does the sound of flowing water come from in the Yin Ruins? Within a radius of a hundred miles, there is absolutely no river." ”

He flew all the way first, and the scene on the road was clear, within a radius of a hundred miles. The mountains in front of me are overwhelming, and there are plains on all sides, how can there ever be flowing water?

So where did the sound of flowing water come from? Judging from the sound of water, it is clear that it is surging endlessly. The Yangtze River, which is more than 100 zhang wide, has this sound of waves.

"Is that it?"

Chu Liuxian was still cross-legged, his spirit was highly condensed, and he looked at the past in all directions.

But I can see that the black pressure is surrounding. And for him to deter the ghosts who dare not go forward, or scream and scatter, or melt like ice and snow. The silent roar, the sound of the waves, overwhelming.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Chu Liuxian raised his head, only to see the clouds gathering in the void, and in a hazy way, a monstrous wave swept in, and in the big wave, there seemed to be some behemoth undulating, rushing towards him.

Resisting the instinctive urge to dodge, Chu Liuxian knew in his heart that this monstrous river, the undulating behemoths in the river, were all illusory.

"Is this the real Nightmare?"

"It's really very different from the nightmare emanating from the captured spirits. ”

Chu Liuxian watched the waves of the river with an appreciative eye, overturning the heavens and the earth, and watched a big wave come and knock him to the bottom of the river......

......

Chu Liuxian quickly floated out of the bottom of the river, and with a "bang", the water splashed, and the scene between heaven and earth immediately came into his eyes, making him stunned.

In front of me, it is no longer the scene of the silver moon in the dark ruins, and the stars are shining.

In the eye, the first is the surging river, rolling and flowing, boundless, and inconsistent.

Then there are lofty mountains and mountains, there are thousands of miles of fertile soil, all temples are lined up, pavilions and pavilions, and the fog hides the spirit mountain.

It was not the first time that Chu Liuxian had entered the realm of spirit ghosts, and he was no stranger to the feeling that he could only see and feel, but could not dominate his body.

Just as he was shocked by what he saw, the creature he possessed had already swam in a large circle in the river, and he could see all around.

"Wait, it's a ......"

Chu Liuxian felt that he couldn't cry or laugh, and when he reflected from the water, he clearly saw that the creature he possessed was none other than a turtle.

"And the spirit ghost turned into a tortoise, and it is so fierce that even the Yin God Venerable can't surrender?"

Chu Liuxian felt that his previous knowledge was too little, and there were countless novelties in this world, which were really not something that could be imagined by sitting in the study.

"It's just that how did an ordinary turtle become a fierce ghost, and what can it go through?"

Chu Liuxian became more and more curious, but now he couldn't do anything, so he had to collect his emotions and follow the carefree turtle swimming and frolicking in the river, and regarded the surging river as his home.

This kind of leisure with the tide was not until the turtle ghost swam to the shore and saw a quaint boundary monument and the handwriting on it.

"What?!"

Chu Liuxian had the urge to stare at the eyes, and on the stone tablet, he suddenly saw two words: "Ganges"!

Not long ago, in the palm of the Leshan Giant Buddha, in the Xiaoleiyin Temple of the Buddha Mountain Gate, he had just heard the six ancestors Huineng mention these two words.

The pearl grass grows on the edge of the Ganges River at the foot of the Pure Land Spirit Mountain, on the bank of the Sansheng Stone!

The Ganges River is also the place where the Buddha bathed, and it is the place where the believers who first entered the spiritual mountain washed away the dust of the world.

The turtle that Chu Liuxian possessed in the Nightmare Realm was an inconspicuous creature in the Ganges.

"In this way, it is not necessarily impossible for this turtle to have an encounter and finally turn into a ghost. Chu Liuxian finally found a possibility.

Although the turtle on the Ganges River is also a turtle, it will not become a basalt, but it is more than other creatures. There are a lot of opportunities.

Chu Liuxian also thought about whether he could see the Buddha and Bodhisattva bathing and washing the mortal dust through the eyes of this turtle, and see the scene of Buddhist believers purifying their thoughts, but he never thought that this muddy turtle was always immersed in frolicking and playing, and he never noticed those scenes at all.

Time is invisibly accelerated in the Nightmare Realm.

In Chu Liuxian's eyes, this turtle's life was moving forward rapidly, faster than the surging water of the Ganges.

Gradually, its carefree presence is there. It watched as its parents grew old, first slowly unable to swim, then one day suddenly closed its eyes forever, and then its siblings, its friends, whether fish, shrimp, or the same turtle, or eaten by larger fish, or devoured by some other creature, or fished away......

One day, it suddenly came to its senses. There is no friend, no relatives, and unconsciously, there is nothing.

"I'm going to be a demon!"

"I want to become a Buddha!"

"I'm going to get rid of it all. I want to live forever, and I want to let all the things I care about, all the things I value, be free. Eternal vision, not dying with the grass and trees!"

That day, the spirit tortoise—which can now be called a spirit tortoise—roared in its heart. Pointing to the sky, Huang Zhong's Da Lu-like voice echoed, reverberating in Chu Liuxian's divine soul, preventing the torrential rain outside and the loud roar of thunder and lightning.

In the words of the Buddhists, the spirit turtle is enlightened!

It began to diligently pursue it, wanting to become a demon and become a Buddha.

In the beginning, it wanted to be a demon, after all, it was just a spirit turtle.

One day, it met a demon who had returned to Buddhism - the demon clan on Lingshan, who were all from Buddhism, or were kept in captivity by people from Buddhism.

It sincerely asks for advice, but in exchange for the other party's ridicule:

"Just you, an ordinary Ganges tortoise, also want to be a demon? joke!"

It was a golden carp, and it laughed so much that its gills couldn't close, "The demon also has to look at the roots, you are just an ordinary turtle, or obediently bask in the sun, enjoy your longevity, and then obediently die." ”

"Hahaha, I'm laughing to death, this joke is enough for me for a year. ”

The golden carp laughed wildly, leaving the spirit turtle sad.

This golden carp is said to have been kept in captivity by a certain Bodhisattva in a lotus pond, and he can listen to the Bodhisattva's teachings every day, and what he says should be true.

Because of this, the Spirit Tortoise despaired.

"If you can't become a demon, I'll become a Buddha!"

The spirit turtle thinks very well, even if it is a pet in captivity like a golden carp called a bodhisattva, like those white elephants, what green lions, called bodhisattvas, Buddha's mounts, it is willing.

It's just that there are occasional arhats and bodhisattvas passing by on the Ganges, but none of them are willing to look at it more.

Ten thousand years have passed in a hurry, and the spirit turtle is still an ordinary spirit turtle on the Ganges River.

Even if it grows up to be square and round, can make waves, and can cross the Ganges River in the palm of its hand, it still has not achieved its great wish.

During this long period of time, it relied on its huge body and carried it across the Ganges River like a living being, earning so-called merits, hoping that one day, it would be able to enter the eyes of those lofty arhats and bodhisattvas.

It never worked out.

Seeing that the longevity is coming to an end, the spirit turtle has encountered the biggest opportunity in its life.

When the spirit turtle met a group of people who had gone through countless trials from the world, stepped into the spirit mountain, and were going to the Great Lei Yin Temple to learn scriptures, Chu Liuxian's heart lifted.

He knew that the most critical turning point had arrived.

"I will cross the river for you, and I don't ask for the rest, but I hope that you will say to me before the Buddha, that there is a turtle in the Ganges, and I will be pious for ten thousand years, and I will ask the Buddha for mercy. ”

"Success or failure, on the way back, I will still cross you back. ”

With the strongest feelings, the spirit turtle pinned its last hope on the body of this person who learned the scriptures.

For 10,000 years on the Ganges River, I don't know how many Arhats and Bodhisattvas have been seen, even a certain Buddha has seen it from afar, and the spirit turtle clearly perceives the immortal aura on the body of the person who took the scriptures.

That's Buddha light!

This person, under the gaze of the Buddha, will eventually become a Buddha and become an ancestor.

The spirit turtle suppressed the envy in his heart and put forward its request with the lowest attitude.

The scripture taker agreed.

The tortoise happily crossed the Ganges, trying not to let them suffer a single bump, and did not splash a drop of Ganges water to wet their clothes, and finally watched them enter the spiritual mountain, and then waited for their return with hope.

In a few days, the scripture learner and his party really returned.

The spirit tortoise knew that they always had the Buddha's gaze, so they forced themselves to hold back their anxiety, crossed them to the other side, and finally couldn't help but yearn for ten thousand years, and asked about its previous entrustment.

The scripture learner was stunned: "I forgot!"

"Forgot...... Forgot about ...... Forgot about ......"

The spirit turtle was stupid, stunned, stunned, angry, crazy, crazy!

Its 10,000-year expectation, 10,000-year dream, 10,000-year wish, the only chance it may have in its long life, has been "forgotten"!

Endless despair, like the surging waters of the Ganges River drowning the spirit turtle...... (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please go to read. )