In the Buddha Kingdom, Moko's natal soul is constantly figuring out the chaotic creation aura, dissolving with it, and gradually, this aura begins a strange change.

"Buzz"

Accompanied by a beautiful sound like a heavenly sound, this chaotic color airflow of three feet three inches and three lengths suddenly bloomed with hundreds of millions of millimeters of light, and the colors were colorful, among them, hundreds of millions of light points were disillusioned, as if containing hundreds of millions of mysterious shijie, a kind of breath that was born before the endless, ancient, and eternal years, and had been sleeping, looming out, escaping in the Buddha's country, and was keenly captured by Moke.

Urging the soul, Moke suddenly matched with this mysterious breath, and then, a whirlwind of the world, in an instant, it seemed to be a vicissitudes of life, the years were changing, and a picture appeared in front of his eyes, in the boundless chaos, a mysterious liliang was sweeping, full of a kind of benevolence and majesty, with this sweep, the chaos began to condense madly.

The sun, moon and stars, mountains, rocks, fields, earth, plants, trees, wild beasts, human beings, seas, rivers, voids, realities, tangible and intangible, thoughtful, non-minded, animate, inanimate, ephemeral, eternal, immortal, wet, oviparous, viviparous, incarnatable, etc., all material beings emerge.

Immediately, a vast and boundless shijie was formed, with birds singing and flowers in some places, streams murmuring, storms and torrents raging in some places. In some places, living beings are constantly fighting for food, mates, and supremacy

This kind of scene is shocking, refreshing, and difficult to control.

And at this moment, the liliang rippled again, and the entire vast shijie shook like ripples, and then, shattered, turned into nothingness, and finally, formed a small chaotic substance, like a leaf, and seemed to be a grain of dust.

"Chaos evolves sentient beings to return to chaos and illusory reality"

Moko's heart was shocked, and he seemed to have fallen into a strange circle, an unsolvable strange circle, and at this moment, everything in front of him disappeared, only the chaotic creation aura, like a dragon and snake, the next moment, the tent exploded, turned into a rain of light in the sky, falling little by little, there is no light rain inside, it seems to contain a shijie, continuous derivation, destruction

"What is creation, what is real, what is unreal, where are you from, and where are you going?"

In the light and rain, a voice sounded, neither male nor female, clear, pure, simple, close to the sound that heaven and earth have not been separated, and yin and yang have not been separated, and sent out a shocking inquiry.

"What is creation, what is real, what is illusory, where did you come from, and where are you going?" chewing on these words repeatedly, Moko's mind resurfaced the previous things, the vastness of the vastness, the birth of many living beings, and in the end, the scene that shattered like a dream bubble, a kind of mental disturbance caused by that scene.

Is it true that the flood in which I live is only a bubble shijie, and will be disillusioned at any time? Is the rumored calamity in the flood a manifestation of this disillusionment? Am I a real existence, or am I just a trace of a bubble?

Moko pondered deeply, fell into a paradoxical understanding, he himself had an intuition, these sharp questions, contained great chances, big secrets, once comprehended, can truly comprehend the mystery of creation, this kind of comprehension, only on his own.

In the mountains and rivers of the society, Moko's physical body is solemn, and the natal soul sits under the Bodhi tree, and gradually begins to fall into an ethereal epiphany, without eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind, colorless sound, fragrance, and touch, and it is not to think about it.

A quarter of an hour

Two quarters of an hour

One day

Two days

Falling into the deepest level of comprehension, Mo Ke forgot the time, in the Buddha Kingdom, Ling Shaofeng and Zhuge Kun guarded beside him, but they didn't dare to alarm him, the two discussed, and simply sat under the Jianmu, and began to realize the Tao under the unique essence of the Great Dao of the Creation Jade Disk.

The Bodhi tree is swaying, and the three thousand Bodhi seeds resound through the Buddha's voice, which makes people's hearts pure, and the wisdom blooms, as for the jade disc of creation, it is even more wonderful, emitting hundreds of millions of clear light, Moke is bathed in it, and it seems to have a resonance with the avenue of heaven and earth, and the body blooms with the light of wisdom.

At this time, his mind fell into a state of non-thinking and non-thinking, constantly deducing, feeling, and wanting to achieve the level of the true Buddha, which was rapidly being eliminated by him.

Generally speaking, after the success of the Heavenly Immortal Peak Tribulation, it will take more than ten years or even a hundred years to understand the subtlety of the Chaos Creation Aura, so that the Buddha can give birth to a soul and increase its strength. Of course, Moko is the posture of the sky, and with the assistance and blessing of the Bodhi Tree and the Creation Jade Disk, the speed suddenly increased countless times, and the speed of enlightenment was amazingly fast.

A month later, in the map of the mountains and rivers society, Mo Ke, who had been sitting solemnly in the treasure phase, slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, there was a kind of penetrating and completely enlightened light, like a wise man, smiling indifferently, like a lotus flower, out of the mud without staining.

The thumb and middle finger were skillfully pinched, and the other three fingers were sprinkled, and a delicate flower appeared between Moko's two fingers, and with a poof, disillusionment became invisible.

"I see, I see, I see, a flower and a shijie, a grass and a spring and autumn, everything in the world has a mysterious meaning. What is real and what is illusory, at ease in my heart, my mind is eternal, it is true! Actually, the illusory is not illusory, because it existed in the past, the truth, the true self, the cultivation of the truth, it is wonderful! I come to the invisible and the tangible, and I want to go to the invisible and tangible," Moko said to himself, and Moko showed an epiphany expression.

He seemed to touch the charm of truth all at once, from the truth, to the true self, and then to the cultivation of the truth, extending step by step, and suddenly realized the true essence of the truth!

Realizing this realm, Moko finally understood why the realm after the Buddha was called the true Buddha, because to fully comprehend this realm, we must comprehend the subtlety of the true word, truly grasp the self, and no longer have doubts in our hearts. This kind of realm is actually an unswerving artistic conception, and the golden immortal is also this meaning, the golden nature is immortal, and this title indicates that the true self is understood, and the heart is like gold and iron, immortal and immortal.

Comprehending the mystery of the mystery, the secret of the aura of the chaotic creation, and naturally knowing it in his chest, Mo Ke slowly closed his eyes and began to operate the secret method, like the creator, in his own Buddha kingdom, creating living beings.

"Buzz"

The vast light of the Three Lives Buddha oscillated, constantly condensed, condensed, and at the same time, it was even more disillusioned, and countless stars flickered, as if it contained thousands of shijie. Gradually, in the Buddha Kingdom, a bright Buddha light human form with the size of a human appeared and gradually evolved into eyes, ears, mouth and nose, but it was very vague and could not distinguish between men and women.

"Creation!"

Mo Ke let out a low snort, grabbed the void in his palm, and the bright light human form trembled, and after ten breaths, with a bang, he directly turned into a young man in a monk's robe, his eyes were full of compassion and joy, Liliang was weak, naked, and with a poof, he fell on the glass-colored ground of the Buddha Kingdom.

"Yaaaa

After falling to the ground, the man fell prostrate on the ground, with a pious expression on his face, and began to kowtow directly to Moko, babbling and making noises, not knowing what to say.