The earth generates evil spirits and spreads the demonic realm, and the sky gathers yin and thunder to show its majesty.
In Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea, a pure Buddhist saint came to the world with a rain of blood, was infected by evil spirits, and died in an instant.
Today, it has become an extinct realm in the human world, inaccessible, unobservable, and unmeasurable.
A hint of demonic aura was revealed, the mortal flesh was reduced to bones, and he died on the spot. Even if a high-ranking monk stays there for a while, his cultivation will be reduced and his calamity will be increased. If he is not careful, demons will arise in his mind, and he will never recover.
Looking from a distance, I saw the red and black demonic blood surging and spreading. Wherever it passed, there was no life and everything was extinct. There are many grievance souls howling, condensing and not dispersing, unable to escape, imprisoned in the demon blood, increasing their power.
Demonic blood, demonic blood, demonic blood gathered together, and gradually became a huge sea of blood. The sea of blood surged and branched out in all directions, out of Jiajia Mountain, but was blocked by the Pure Magic Formation of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Demons, Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Demons, Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Demons, Ten Thousand Buddhas Purify Magic Array flows out the red blood of the Buddha, and the Buddha's blood transforms many monks, blooming with brilliant Buddha light, and chanting "The Sutra of Destruction" in unison to counteract the red and black demon blood.
Buddha's blood and demon's blood compete with each other, and each has its own losses. The demonic blood gradually loses its power and is gradually transformed into the spirit. An innocent soul escapes from the sea of blood, regains its consciousness, worships the monk and goes away.
The Buddha's blood was also infected, and a monk showed a ferocious face. When he chanted Amitabha, the shadow disappeared and he was completely extinct.
After a long period of consumption and a stalemate, the demon blood is reduced, but the Buddha blood is also weak.
Outside the Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea, the third generation Buddha Zheng and the Hidden World Wish Ru closed his eyes, standing on the sea surface, surrounded by many Bodhisattvas and Arhats.
A Bodhisattva came forward and said: "My Buddha, please give me Buddha's blood."
Ten more Bodhisattvas and Arhats took a step closer.
The wishful thinking of the hidden world opened his eyes and sighed: "Buddha friends are merciful, and the common people are lucky, but not me."
After that, he waved his sleeves and the Buddha's blood was sprinkled, and dozens of Bodhisattvas and Arhats took it.
An Arhat said: "My Buddha's great mercy is our blessing. Please."
The hidden world wisher looked at them one by one, and then sighed: "Buddha friends are fighting to cross the sea, please go first."
"please."
The remaining monks all said in unison: "Amitabha, I would like to send you my Buddhist friends."
Dozens of Bodhisattvas and Arhats stepped out, flew into the air, and chanted sutras: "I saw Sakyamuni cut off his flesh and feed it to an eagle, and the eagle held it and the Buddha declined. I saw the karma raise the demons and test the monks, and the demons rise and the Buddha disappears. I saw the rain from the sky spread its influence widely. Run, Dependent Origination Buddha is annihilated... When all saints are annihilated, they will not steal the cuddly dog; When all monks are annihilated, they will not be ignorant of cause and effect; When all living beings are annihilated, they will not be reincarnated in vain..."
The monks recited "The Sutra of Miedu", and suddenly the Buddha's light was vast, illuminating the heaven and earth for three thousand miles.
The vision spread throughout the sky, and all sentient beings who saw it could not help but feel mournful and awe in their hearts.
Stepping into the magic circle, the physical bodies of the monks immediately dissipated, leaving only the bright red blood of the Buddha, which merged into the magic circle, doubling its power and melting the red and black demon blood.
The demon blood was outmatched and gradually dissipated until the final core condensed into a round bead, allowing the Buddha blood to attack without any movement.
Outside the formation, the hidden world wishes as follows: "The blood of ten thousand monks and Buddhas is only missing three. When I finish the cause and effect, I will be able to extinguish the existing Buddha and comfort all the Buddhas who have gone before me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was seen kneading the magic formula, transporting the Buddha's energy, and destroying the magic circle. The magic circle gradually shrank, and together with the demon blood orb, it was sealed into the golden Buddha statue in the high seat of the Third World Hall.
"The rain falls everywhere."
Wave your sleeves again, the sky will crack, rain will fall from the clear sky, bathing the people, and the earth will be full of life again.
Withered bamboos bloom new branches in spring, and wild grasses sprout all over the mountains.
The wish of hiding in the world is like bending the finger again, a spiritual light flashes across, and the Brahma bell rings. The Brahma bell rings loudly, and the Buddha's light shines on the spiritual platform.
Jiajia Mountain in Nanhai will be as pure and holy as it once was, but it will never be as prosperous as before. Many palaces are empty and desolate. There were only a few dozen monks beside him, compared to nearly a thousand in the past, they were almost extinct.
In the hidden world, I wish to be like a light falling into the Hall of the Third World, sitting cross-legged under the Buddha statue, and meditating quietly. The rest of the monks also transformed into Buddha lights and entered their respective palaces.
In the Hall of Three Worlds, there are three Buddha statues in the hall. One is the True Buddha in the middle, with great Dharma and majesty; the other is the Savior Buddha on the left, with compassionate glazed glass; the other is the Laughing Buddha on the right, generous and tolerant. The demon blood orb was sealed into the Buddha's golden body.
When the sun sets and the moon rises, the moonlight shines into the Third World Hall.
Zen Master Mingjue walked slowly over and worshiped: "My Buddha."
The wish of the hidden world is as follows: "Buddha friends, please sit down. Come under the moon, but you have doubts?"
The Zen master sat down on the futon and fiddled with Buddha beads in his hands. He looked old and haggard, and had worries and obsessions in his heart. He said, "Exactly. I have been involved in Buddhism for most of my life. I first practiced Mahayana and then switched to Hinayana. The two kinds of Buddhism entangled and disturbed my mind. Paranoid, gradually becoming possessed by demons and confusions, please ask my Buddha to clarify your confusion."
The wish to hide in the world is like waving your finger, the moonlight shines on the Zen master, and smiles: "Ha, no problem, just calm down, shine on the moonlight and enter concentration."
With the Buddha's voice in his ears and the moonlight shining on his body, the Zen master calmed his mind and relaxed his mind.
He also heard: "There are thousands of Buddhist teachings, and all of them can lead to Buddhahood. I take Hinayana and cultivate myself alone. However, if I encounter disaster, I can sacrifice myself to save the common people..."
Every word came into his mind, and the Zen master gradually realized it. Occasionally he had doubts, and he answered them one by one and solved them one by one.
While the two men were discussing Buddhism in the palace, they suddenly saw a white lotus in the sky, floating down from the bright moon and riding on the moonlight.
I could hear someone saying loudly:
"The world is clear, the universe is mysterious, and the sky is clear!"
The white lotus descended, transcending the secular world and celestial beings. The fragrant white lotus swayed the dust, and said with a smile: "The inferior person, the fragrant white lotus, seeks to see the Buddha of the third generation."
"please."
Guided by the Buddha's light, the fragrant white lotus floated into the Hall of the Third Generation, saying: "I have seen the Buddha of the Third Generation, and I have seen the Zen Master."
Hidden World Yuan Ru said: "Sir, why are you here?"
"I heard the details..."
Five Buddhas fight against the Emperor of Heaven, gods fight, gods fight!
Hearing this, Xiangshi Yuanru pondered for a long time and said with a smile: "Ha, I just killed Buddhists all over the world, and almost killed the Venerable Ajia at my hands. Now you ask me to go out to fight and join forces with the Venerable Ajia. Sir, you don't realize it's a joke. ?"
"There are only a few top Buddhist masters in the world, and few people can match the Buddha's true cultivation. For God's great plan, and for the sake of the people of China, I can only take the liberty to come and invite you.
I once heard the Venerable Aku talk about Buddha's righteousness, saying that he has a great Buddha's heart and great thoughts, and is not a cruel and murderous person. The behavior of massacring Buddhists is very different from the past, and there must be a reason. After the battle, I am willing to help you find out the reason. "
"Hahaha... Such a fragrant white lotus, such a disciple of the future Buddha Sumeru. With just a little understanding and contact, he can detect the undercurrent of the incident. He is really smart.
Sir, you should have noticed something strange along the way. Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea has encountered a disaster, and it is impossible to survive, and the Demon Blood Orb must be suppressed. "
He pointed at the Buddha statue and looked at Qingxiang White Lotus. There were formations flowing around the Buddha statue, faintly revealing black demonic energy, and said: "What is the cause of the disaster?"
The wish to hide in the world is as follows: "Have you ever heard that Karma Ti will come to this world?"
"Hmm...could it be the disaster of the sea of blood?"
"Smart people talk and one thing is clear. Before the Sleeping Arhat died, most of it passed through the sea of blood, and the other half drifted into the world. For some unknown reason, while I was out, it suddenly descended to the Jiajia Mountain, threatening the extinction of my Taoism.
There is a way to cross the sea of blood alone, but the demonic energy is incorporated into it, the power is doubled, and it is difficult to cross. In desperation, I can only lay down the Ten Thousand Buddhas Pure Magic Array to seal it into the Buddha statue.
Despite this, we must always keep an eye on it. Once the Demonic Blood Orb escapes from trouble and makes a comeback, it will be a disaster for the people. "
Ten thousand Buddhas' pure magic circle, ten thousand monks and Buddha's blood, so that's it. Is this the reason for your murderous crime? Oops, not good!
Qingxiang Bailian hurriedly said: "Buddha is doing something wrong, and this move plays into the plans of the people behind the scenes."
Yinshi Yuanru sighed: "I have no choice but to do it. I have no choice but to follow his plan and massacre the Buddhists, step by step, to find the key to breaking the situation."
"Well...the goal of the people behind the scenes is to rectify the Buddha, and the battle between God and Buddha may be the key to breaking the situation."
"Ha, that's what I meant."
Qingxiang Bailian said: "In that case, please Buddha, follow me back to the Mahayana Temple."
"Yes. Zen Master, I will ask you to guard the Sanshi Palace while I am out. Thank you very much, please."
Zen Master Mingjue said: "My Buddha is too polite. I should risk my life to protect you. Please."
After saying that, the fragrant white lotus and the wish to hide in the world turned into streamers and disappeared from the sky.
Zen Master Mingjue looked at the golden Buddha statue, fiddled with the beads in his hand, and murmured: Buddha, Buddha, you sacrifice yourself to save others, who will come to save you?
(There should be no logical errors, right?)
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Square inch mountain.
The Buddha's sound is vast, the Buddha's light is vast, the sky is shining, the spirit is pure and holy.
Purify the world of heaven and save the world as pure as transformed light. Stand in front of the bright mirror pool and look at the angry-eyed King Kong in the Tan. His injuries gradually healed, and he will wake up within a day or two.
Jingtian sat on the pure platform, thinking carefully about the catastrophe in Buddhism caused by the hidden wish. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was an undercurrent, and there were layers of mist that made it difficult to see the truth.
I pondered for a long time and couldn't figure it out.
At this time, Venerable Ajia came to pay a visit. He said: "Friends, Buddha, I have saved the world from being pure and pure. It has been a long time since I last saw you."
Pure heaven and salvation are as pure as the Tao: "Honored One."
Venerable Ajia added: "I'm here because of important matters. I've heard about the details..."
Wulian, Emperor Shutian, God of War...
After hearing the words, Jingtian thought carefully for a long time and said: "This battle concerns the people of China. Jingtian has no shirking responsibility and will do his part. But Zhi Luohan..."
"Um...what happened to Prajna?"
"The Sword Arhat and the Sleeping Arhat died one after another. The Wisdom Arhat was devastated, his mentality was unbalanced, and there were signs of being possessed by a demon. Two years ago, he came to me to help him enter the realm of Xuanming and rebuild his state of mind. He has not left yet."
Venerable Ajia thought for a moment and said: "Time waits for no one, we can only let evil fight against good. Buddha friends, please follow me."
"That's fine. Bodhisattva, please look after the Purity Platform."
Salvation Jingru said: "Please."
The pure world is nothing more than looking at Jingru, the savior of the world, and then looking at Venerable Aga, and then goes away.
But there was a wave of confusion in my heart: Someone broke into the Qingjing Terrace and was familiar with my movements. Who could it be? Salvation Jingru, Venerable Aga, are you worthy of trust?
