Chapter 275

"This is the ashram of the Buddhist Bodhisattva? It's also a powerful array. The hundreds of islands are not natural, but more like artificial 1 layout. It seems to fit in with a certain spirit in the dark. It's simply divine power and belongs to an unimaginable masterpiece." Hong Yu stood on the back of the black winged sword eagle and stood side by side with the Sanskrit, secretly observing the scene between the distant islands.

Before he came here, he had learned a lot of information. He knew that Buddhism had crossed the endless sea of suffering from the other mainland. When he came here, there was a Bodhisattva who wanted to create a Taoist temple here and carry forward the Dharma.

Originally, Hong Yu thought that when he came here, he would see at most a building similar to a Buddhist temple, but he didn't expect that the Bodhisattva would have such a big hand. In the middle of the sea, he arranged hundreds of islands with divine power, just like stars arch the moon, reflecting the most central ancient temple and the Buddhist temple like the supreme Buddha.

After flying for a long time, the black winged sword Eagle really reached its position, fell down rapidly and landed towards the huge island in the center.

Compared with watching from a distance and walking closer, Hong Yu found that the whole central island was many times wider.

It is simply a small continent, with a radius of thousands of miles. A high mountain rises from the ground, towering and straight, thousands of feet. On the top of the mountain, there is a faint golden glow. Pu Rui's gas flows out, soaking half of the sky, just like Buddha's light.

This thousand foot high mountain stands in the center of the giant island. At the foot of the mountain, there are also large houses and buildings, various fruit trees and cultivated farmland. However, at the foot of the mountain, it changes. There are steps, thousands of steps, leading to the top of the mountain.

On the mountains on both sides of the ladder, there are vigorous pines, green cypresses and bamboo forests. You can also see flying Eagles walking rabbits and looking for food everywhere. Even Hong Yu is high above the eagle's back. You can also vaguely see some ancient temples and temples in the depths of the mountain forest, which are covered between the bamboo sea. It is simple and atmospheric, making people feel sacred.

The black winged sword Eagle did not have the idea of self-conscious beauty of Hong Yu, and directly landed on a high platform of the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.

"When..."

The big clock is long, and the sound ripples the air, enlightening the deaf, but there is a natural quiet atmosphere, which makes people listen as if they want to understand the Tao.

Hong Yu was awakened by the sound of the bell. When he knew that he had reached his destination, he reacted and jumped down from the eagle's back. He saw that outside the entrance of a large Buddhist temple hall, there was a bronze bell with ancient shape suspended on the high platform, and no one pushed it. It sounded so long and loud, like a miracle.

He was surprised and knew that this was probably a great magic weapon. The Buddha soldier, but he didn't lose his attitude. He just glanced at the Sanskrit and threw an inquiring look at the Sanskrit.

"Don't ask anything. When you see the Bodhisattva, all your questions will be answered. I can only take you here. You have to go in to see the Bodhisattva yourself." Sanskrit waved his hand, stopped Hong Yu's movement, and then pointed to the ancient temple in front of him: "This is the ashram established by the Bodhisattva here. An ancient temple that did not belong here was moved here by the Bodhisattva with great divine power. The Bodhisattva is waiting for you in the purple bamboo forest in the temple. Go in."

"OK!" Hong Yu nodded and said no more. He said goodbye to Sanskrit and walked into the ancient temple.

Through the forest like palace buildings, there are many Buddha statues and incense. Even he saw many believers sitting under the huge Buddha statues, all devout Buddhists, singing Zen in their mouth, sacred and solemn, as if they were in the kingdom of Buddhism.

He quickened his speed and quickly swept towards the depths of the ancient temple, but he was closer to the peak of the whole central island and the center of the whole ancient temple.

This area, however, is a garden with purple bamboos. It is like a purple ocean. The bamboo forest shakes and rustles like waves. The whole bamboo forest is full of aura and purple fog.

"It is said that the Buddha became a Taoist under the bodhi tree, and the Bodhisattva accompanied by golden lotus and purple bamboo is solemn with treasure. These are all true. There are really purple and translucent bamboo forests, with aura rippling, far beyond the ordinary large array pattern? It's incredible!"

Hong Yu was surprised. Then he looked back and looked at the ancient temples, mountains and islands behind him. The blue sea connected the sky, which was very spectacular. The sun was shining. The boundless sea in the distance was sparkling with gold, just like a paradise and a Buddhist landscape.

The scenery here is so beautiful that people unconsciously linger in it and can't extricate themselves!

After a long time, he looked around and looked for it. Sure enough, he saw a pavilion in the depths of the purple bamboo forest. Among them, there was a young figure, dressed in white robes, sitting against the pavilion, barefoot and white, holding the Buddhist scriptures in his forehand. Three thousand green silk scattered like a waterfall, not messy, but natural.

He just sits lazily against the pavilion, but it gives people the feeling that he is in harmony with the beautiful scenery and is perfectly integrated into the surrounding environment. The purple and glittering bamboo forest, white robes and green silk, and barefoot young man are simply scenes in a fairy land, which immediately makes people think.

Hong Yu gently moved closer to the pavilion and looked at the ethereal dust, just like the immortal figure coming out of the picture.

There are stone tables and chairs in the pavilion, showing a warm jade color, unlike ordinary products. A cup of green tea is freely placed on the stone table, and the tea fragrance is rippling.

The Buddhist scriptures in the hands of the barefoot white robed boy are quite old, and the paper leaves even turn yellow. They look like antiques thousands of years ago. They are in sharp contrast to the pure white robe that the boy is not stained with fine dust, but they don't feel abrupt, but have a different charm.

In other words, this young man is like a perfect existence without any defects and shortcomings. He seems to be the most perfect creature in the world. Everything he does is natural and perfect.

As if he felt something, the young man turned around. His face was like jade, and his facial features were exquisite to the extreme. He was clean and handsome, but did not appear feminine and childish. On the contrary, he gave people a strong and cool feeling. In particular, his eyes were half open and half closed, slightly narrowed, but as deep as the abyss. It seemed that there was a rolling red dust, all things were living, and a world was evolving in it, It made him look a little young, and gave him a taste of calmness like a mountain.

In Hong Yu's feeling, this person seems to have experienced the common people, washed all the fine dust, and was looked at by the other party's half open and half closed eyes. All his secrets and everything should be seen through, at a glance, and all camouflage should be useless, pointing directly at the people's heart.

On the other side, Hong Yu felt a familiar smell, the smell of emperor Hong Wu.

In his eyes, the other side was as powerful and unfathomable as emperor Hongwu, and had the same dust-free breath as an immortal God, but there were slight differences.

The temperament of emperor Hong Wu is arbitrary, saying one thing and one thing, which makes people "refuse to accept it or not". He is strong with wisdom and has no choice, so that everyone's careful thinking has nowhere to hide.

This person's temperament is like an ethereal dust, like the Buddha and Bodhisattva in the temple, with low eyebrows and eyes, as if they were half open and half closed all the time.

"Why do the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the temple look down? That's because they don't want to see all sentient beings. When they see the cattle and horses of all sentient beings, they see the suffering of the world. Although they have great divine power, they can't respond to all the suffering people of all sentient beings in the world. Therefore, they don't look at all sentient beings, half open and half shut, half drunk and half awake, don't look at all sentient beings, just look at their own hearts. They don't look at all sentient beings Looking at his heart, this is the way of God and Buddha. Although the master has the eyes of the Lord and is in charge of life and death, his eyes are open and only emit the light of killing the world. Saving the world is better than killing the world... "Hong Yu suddenly felt something in his heart. It seems that he has grasped something. The realm is relaxed, and the 51st particle is ready to wake up.

But he thought for a long time and seemed to catch nothing.

He doesn't care. Everything goes with fate until the day comes.

"You're here?" at this time, the barefoot and white robed boy stood up and turned around: "hmm? What are you thinking? Don't look at all sentient beings, look at your own heart, the way of God and Buddha? This statement is refreshing and straight to the road. It's worthy of Hong Poji and Yintian's son, but don't be nervous. I just want to see you. I won't hurt Yintian's son."

When he opened his mouth, Hong Yu was stunned, and fierce waves surged up in his heart.

What is the level of existence of this person, penetrating into the hearts of the people, silently, actually see through what he thinks in his heart. This kind of magic power is the "his heart connection" in the myth?