Chapter 2029

"Alas

Qin Li sighed.

Yuan Zheng put his hands together and said sadly:

"One after another in troubled times, the weak hell, the tragedy of the world!"

Qin Li a little bit of Chen's eyebrows, send out a wisp of divine material.

Chen young fish exhorted, deep sleep in the past, must wake up, you can recover consciousness.

"The little girl's aptitude is fair. Although she has no physique, she is also intelligent. I will accept her as a chanting boy." Yuanzheng holds the young fish and shows compassion, just like a Bodhisattva.

"Good!"

Qin Li smiles.

"But it's not the young fish who suffer."

They left the dock and went all the way to large refugee camps.

Just now I just skimmed through the air. Now I can feel the despair of thousands of times.

What we can see is suffering. Whether it's a monk or a layman, they are all gloomy and hopeless.

Qin Li sniffed and smelled the smell of decay, mildew, blood and tears in the air,

"Master, help my mother!"

"We are so miserable, we can't find our relatives!"

"I want to go home, I have no idea what happened."

"I've been doing good all my life and abiding by my teachings. Why did all my family die in my old age?"

Countless sad faces poured in. Their hair was scattered, their eyes were staring at Yuanzheng, and their faces were even bloodstained.

They are all living people, but they live like ghosts.

"No man, no ghost!"

Qin Li sighed and looked up.

Many people died and the bodies began to rot.

There are also some people, like young fish, who become crazy and laugh madly.

Compared with the attack of destroying heaven and earth, what is more cruel is the high-level monk's idea, which swept by and surprised all living beings.

Not to mention anything else, such as the level of mountain and sea saints, ordinary monks can feel the soul tearing when they look at him.

Not to mention the black emperor, the king of dreams, standing there, is an irreparable disaster.

"Amitabha!"

Yuan Zheng sits on the ground with a solemn face

"All sentient beings in ten directions suffer from three calamities and eight calamities, seven emotions and six desires, and are doomed by fire."

"There is a sea of misery in the world. All the living beings are covered with ashes. If you hear my voice, you will meet auspicious Qingyun and go straight to the pure land. But when you see the flowers blooming on the other side, there will be no disaster, no hunger, no cold, no sorrow. You can see that the dead can enjoy the peace of the world..."

Buddhist Chant.

All of a sudden, heaven and earth are aroused and turned into visions.

Plain white Qingyun, the sky is falling, the ground is flowing with golden lotus, auspicious purple.

Interweave a side of the illusory world, where there is endless beauty, meet all expectations in people's hearts, perfect.

"My Buddha is merciful!"

Countless mortals knelt down to chant scriptures.

The rest of the monks were also Buddhists, and they looked forward to it even more.

The Buddha's voice warms people's hearts and attracts millions of people to recite it. It radiates Golden Buddha light. It is peaceful and natural. It calms the restlessness. Many stupid poor people can wake up after sleeping deeply.

"Master!"

An old man knelt down.

White haired, devout and kind:

"Can I go to the pure land and meet my dead wife after I die?"

"Certainly

The sound of Yuanzheng is powerful and full of affirmation.

The old man smiles, takes out a broken jade comb and straightens out his beard

then.

He died at this point.

Mouth with joy, seems to want to clean up, meet the dead wife.

"Go all the way!"

Round card raised his hand, the old man sparks, gone with the wind.

After settling down, they left for the main hall of Posuo.

On the way.

Qin Li suddenly said:

"You lied. Everything is empty after death. Where is the pure land?"

Yuanzheng smile: "yes, I lied, and the holy land, and even the whole inheritance of Buddhism and Taoism, are lying, there is no afterlife, there is no other side."

Qin Li also laughed: "I have heard the highest fantasy of Buddhism. You compare the world to a sea of bitterness. Life and death are ups and downs. Only when you get to the other side can you escape the shackles of life and death and become a boundless Buddha!"

Yuanzheng nodded: "the so-called practice is to practice falsehood and come true. All orthodoxy lies and pursues illusions. The eternal transcendence of Xuanmen, the other side of Buddhism, the great freedom of demons, the peaceful state of Confucianism and Taoism, and the immortality of demons.... "

Qin Lixin has feelings.

The same is true of our own Datong world.

"There are ten thousand ways in the world, all of which are beyond the bondage of heaven."

"By the way, what Scripture did you recite just now?"

"Pure land classic!"

The round syndrome put his hands together and recommended:

"This is composed by the whirling Buddha. If brother Qin has nothing to do, you can read it."

Qin Li was overjoyed and said, "thank you, master. I really want to borrow the Scriptures."

The two left.

Soon came to the main hall of Posuo.

This is a splendid Buddhist hall, which gathers the high-rise of the holy land.

Whirling, the Lord smiles kindly: "Qin Xiaoyou, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are the first emperor star. It won't be long before you can surpass me."

"I'm flattered." Qin Li politely returns a smile.

A sentence of round proof.

Knowing the situation, he nodded

"It's a piece of cake. If we can tie up with the future emperor, we will take advantage of it."

Boom!

The void trembles.

All of a sudden, the light of glazed Buddha came out.

Turn into a door, leading to the emperor, whirling pure land.

"Qin Xiaoyou, in the pure land, there are the remains of the Buddha emperor and the heart of the Buddha. What you can realize depends on the nature."

"Thank you very much."

Qin Li Gong Gong Shou.

He wrote down the kindness.

Beyond the glass door, you will arrive at the pure land world.

This place is so beautiful that words can't describe it. It's said that it was created by the whirling Buddha according to the fantasy of the other side.

So when he died, he was buried here.

"See you, master!"

Qin Li came forward and gave a gift.

In front is the corpse of Buddha, without any vision.

At first glance, he was a sleeping old monk, his eyes closed, his head scarred, his skin ruddy, not like a corpse.

If you open the pupil of God, you will find that the Buddha does not exist at all. You can only see a vast world of Buddhism and Taoism, interwoven with the mysteries of scriptures.

This is the return to nature. In the realm of the great emperor, the body is the road, and opening is the law.

"I dare to ask you, what is the pure land?"

Qin Li asked politely.

However.

Nothing happened.

There's something wrong. Is Yuanzheng wrong.

Isn't it true that if you ask questions about corpses, the Buddha bones will naturally answer them?

He was wondering.

Click!

The Buddha remains move.

He seems to be alive.

Suddenly opened a pair of Golden Buddha pupil.

Qin Li was startled and not only stepped back.

You can see five colors of light flowing out of the pupil of Buddha, and the hole shoots like a sword.

"Why is my five zang organs out of control? Yuanzheng didn't say this change. What's the matter?" Qin Li was in pain and sweat.

The outbreak of the five zang organs is like the revival of the five spiritual treasures. It is as bright as the sun and flows out five colors of divine light, mixed with thousands of runes, reflecting the changes of hell, and finally mixed with the five colors of light of the Buddha.

Boom!

The two blend.

Water and fire collide, yin and Yang bite.

There was a big explosion and it turned into a dream.

"The heart of good, direct to the other side, dancing, Changle with peace!" In the environment, there is a beautiful country, all living beings dance, Prajna pure land.

Qin Li was puzzled.

I haven't figured it out yet.

"Peace means laziness, food and clothing means luxury, and dancing means indulgence."

In the pure land dreamland, the scenery changes dramatically, and all living beings forget to appear. There is the wind of extravagance, the flow of material desires, and the degenerate scenery.

"Incompetence is anger, killing war, hell on earth."

The dreamland has changed. At the end of the evolution, the pure land is polluted, the killing is constant, and the blood flows into a river. The beautiful scenery of the past has all turned into a ghost hell.

Qin Li was stunned.

There's a flash in my head:

In an instant, he understood the teachings of the Buddha and sighed:

"Pure land is hell, and hell is pure land. Both are human hearts."

The Buddha said slowly, "if we don't reach the other side, there will be no pure land. Although our fantasy is beautiful, we should take root in reality, forge ahead and never forget our original intention."

"Taught!"

Qin Li arched his hand and bowed his head to be taught.

The words of the whirling Buddha and the Heavenly Emperor are similar.

In essence, we should respect the reality to avoid the pure land turning into hell.

"If you want to defeat the emperor of heaven, it is impossible to rely on a cavity of blood. You also need to absorb the vision of all living beings and open up a great cause."

Qin Li deeply understood the truth of being down-to-earth. Instead of being confused in his heart, he conceived an idea in the midst of wandering.

In the exchange of Buddhist remains, he perfected his ideas more and more, and understood the way of the future: "misfortune is what fortune depends on. After a great calamity, it is great fortune. Maybe Qianyuan's current crisis is my chance, and I must firmly grasp it."