Chen Changsheng knew only a little about the "Past Sutra", and he was not able to see through the profound mysteries of Buddhism. In his early years, he had also pondered the "Past Sutra", but it was like a heavenly book, and he simply kept it in his sleeve.
And when the "Past Sutra" was taken out, Ning Bufan suddenly paused, and all his eyes fell on the "Past Sutra".
In a daze, the eyes of Ning Bufan in front of him changed again and again.
Chen Changsheng also felt something different, like Ning Bufan in front of him...
Just like a different person.
Wait until the "Past Sutra" falls into Ning Bufan's hands.
When he raised his head again, Chen Changsheng looked into his eyes.
At this moment, it seems like a long river of time has passed.
Ning Bufan's eyes were like a quiet lake. He looked at Mr. Qingshan in front of him, clasped his hands together and saluted.
Chen Changsheng looked at him and heard him say: "The poor monk Ji Ming has met Mr. Chen."
Chen Changsheng was stunned for a long time, but he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Ji Ming raised his head and saw that Tian Shi had not moved, and the slight uneasiness in his heart calmed down.
"A thousand-year dark room can be illuminated by a single lamp." Chen Changsheng said: "Is this the name of the Dharma?"
Ji Ming nodded slightly, closed his eyes, and said, "Goodbye, sir, you are really very kind."
Chen Changsheng sat up straight and asked, "So, you really came from the reverse flow of time?"
Ji Ming smiled warmly and said, "What do you think, sir?"
Chen Changsheng said: "People who practice Buddhism are all like this, do they always have to leave half of their words?"
Ji Ming smiled and said, "That's what you taught me, sir."
Chen Changsheng said: "Even if the master is serious, the master can break through the long river of time and come upstream. His attainments are far better than Chen's. How can Chen teach the master a lesson?"
Ji Ming explained: "Sir, you are exaggerating. In the so-called thousand-year darkroom, one light can illuminate. The poor monk is just a lamp that accidentally lights up in the dark room. Compared with Mr., it shines on all living beings like the sun and moon above our heads. It is inferior." It’s too far.”
He is not modest. After many years of practice, he has only understood the "Past Sutra". Apart from that, his Taoism is not really profound.
However, those who can understand the "Past Sutra" are not ordinary people either.
Chen Changsheng smiled, but did not accept the words, but asked: "But I don't know what the relationship between Master and Ning Bufan is?"
That is to say, he said: "When the poor monk was a layman, the poor monk and he were the same person, but there cannot be two me in the world."
Chen Changsheng understood after hearing this. From this point of view, this "Purana Sutra" also has limitations. There are thousands of magic techniques in the world, but in the final analysis, those who practice are all under the heaven and earth. If they do not cross this world, they will never die. Nothing can escape the eyes of heaven and earth.
"I see."
Chen Changsheng nodded and asked, "I wonder why Master came here?"
Ji Ming was silent for a moment, clasped his hands together, and said sincerely: "I have come in response to the Buddhas in the West, to change the fate of Buddhism and achieve the creation of heaven and earth."
Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then shook his head.
"Master Jiming didn't tell the truth."
Ji Ming paused and said no more words.
Chen Changsheng's eyes fell on the "Past Sutra" in Ji Ming's palm, and he said, "Since Master Ji Ming can decipher this "Past Sutra", he should also know that the past cannot be changed. "
Ji Ming raised his eyes and said, "Sir, how do you know that the past cannot be changed?"
Chen Changsheng said: "The years are running away like a river, and the waves it stirred up have long gone with the flow of water. Wherever there are waves, where there are obstacles, it is already destined in the past. If you can go upstream in this long river of time, It is already a great skill. If you want to stir up the river water and sweep away the mud and rocks, unless the master's skill is already in the sky."
His voice changed and he said: "But obviously the master does not have such ability, otherwise he would not have looked at the sky just now."
"Thanks to the chaos in the world today, the vision of heaven and earth in the world of immortality has been obscured. Otherwise, the moment the master appeared, he would have been punished by nine days of thunder, and he might have disappeared in the blink of an eye."
A smile appeared on Ji Ming's face and he said, "Sir, you are worthy of being a gentleman."
What Chen Changsheng said was not wrong.
There really was nothing he could do.
He should have understood this before he could come here.
The past cannot be changed!
Ji Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The poor monk does have other purposes for coming here."
Chen Changsheng didn't ask any more questions.
Obviously, even if Mingming doesn't want to say it, and maybe he can't say it either.
Some words, even if the way of heaven is deceived, will not let him say them. If they are less than half a word, they may be wiped out.
This is not a joke.
Suddenly, the place where Tianji Mountain is located ushered in a dark cloud.
Ji Ming was stunned for a moment, looked up, smiled helplessly, and said, "Sir, I won't be able to keep this poor monk any longer."
Chen Changsheng waved his hand, and immediately handed the "Past Sutra" back.
When the "Past Sutra" was taken away, Ning Bufan's eyes regained a brief clarity, but then he felt dizzy and fell straight down.
Chen Changsheng supported Ning Bufan who had fainted. When he raised his eyes again, he saw that the dark clouds had dispersed in a daze.
After all, heaven and earth will not allow the existence of instant clarity.
It only came out for a moment, but it shocked the origin of heaven and earth.
When Ning Bufan woke up, the sky was already gray.
Not at sunset, but near dawn.
His mind was still a little dazed, as if he had a hangover, and he had a headache when he got up.
"Why did I faint..."
Ning Bufan couldn't recall it at all.
Turning around again, I saw Mr. Chen sitting cross-legged on the side with a handful of red beans in his palm.
"Wow."
But I saw my husband scattering the red beans on the ground.
Suddenly, a group of villains appeared on the ground, wearing armor and holding weapons.
Ning Bufan was startled, took two steps forward, and exclaimed: "Is this the case of spreading beans and forming an army?"
Chen Changsheng signaled him not to speak.
Ning Bufan quickly shut his mouth when he saw this.
Chen Changsheng looked at the little people in front of him, and then he saw them fighting with each other, and some were confused and didn't know what they were doing.
Finally, Chen Changsheng sighed helplessly and walked away.
These little people transformed back into Hongdou.
Chen Changsheng picked them up one by one.
Ning Bufan asked: "Sir, this magical power of spreading beans into soldiers is really powerful. Are these villains alive?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "Of course he is dead. If he is alive, then something big will happen."
Ning Bufan scratched his head, he just felt very powerful.
He slowly came back to his senses, and then asked: "By the way, sir, why did I pass out? I still slept until this moment."
Chen Changsheng said: "You are probably sleepy."
Ning Bufan twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Sir, I'm not stupid either."
Chen Changsheng smiled, did not explain anything, and then continued to think about the art of spreading beans into soldiers.
