At this moment, in Su Ming's sea of consciousness, a long bell sounded. In an instant, the sea of consciousness that was originally suppressed by the Tathagata's dharma body suddenly surged, and countless mist rose.
Accompanied by the sound of a bell that was like a brainwashing magic sound, mysterious Sanskrit patterns quietly emerged, circle after circle, layer after layer, coming from all directions and gathering together.
Among the various Sanskrit sounds, immeasurable Buddha's light was transformed, like a golden lotus. As the golden lotus bloomed, an unworldly figure appeared in Su Ming's sea of consciousness.
"Thousands of years of practice together, the boat is missing a sail, the ship is boundless, and the sea of dharma is crossed."
"Fellow Buddha, we finally meet."
The gentle voice was full of calmness, and the moment this figure appeared, Su Ming also transformed into his soul and met it.
However, at first glance, Su Ming was a little surprised by his appearance, because although this man was a member of the Buddhist sect, he was practicing Buddhism. He had a handsome, dignified face, straight facial features, and plain eyes. Waves, but sparkling with the light of wisdom.
His long snow-white hair was pulled into a high bun, and the rest cascaded down his back. At his ears and temples, two bunches of curly hair were turned inward, and the crown of his hair was like a lotus or a moon. There were two silver strands hanging down from the bun hidden behind his ears. The headband adds a touch of luxury.
He was wearing a white robe, made of extraordinary material, with glittering colors on it. The sleeves and collar were decorated with golden patterns, and the middle of his chest was inlaid with blue lotus gemstones. The white clothes fluttered in the air. His slender fingers held a jade flute, which was completely white. The body has a long sandalwood brown jade tassel hanging from the corner. The body of the flute is embellished with golden leaves. It is fresh and elegant, with a noble and refined classical beauty. It looks like a peerless immortal walking out of a painting.
Just as soon as they met, Su Ming could feel the airy demeanor in him that floated out of the dust, hiding from the horizon. But what really caught Su Ming's attention was the divine sword carried behind this man.
That sword gave Su Ming a very special feeling.
"Who are you?"
"I'm in need of a boat and a sail to cross over, or you can call me Great Wisdom."
"Great wisdom?" Su Ming frowned, and his face showed an unprecedented solemn look. Because of this person's existence, even himself, a Yuan Shen monk, was unknowingly affected. How terrible is this? one thing.
Moreover, Su Ming is not an ordinary soul powerful person, but a monk who practices the way of Buddha and Demon, and his mental state is far beyond the same realm. Even he can be unknowingly affected, let alone other people.
Hearing this, Su Ming's eyes flashed and he asked in a deep voice, "What is the difference between Great Wisdom and Quezhou?"
Quezhou put away the jade flute in his hand and replied seriously: "Quezhou is a great wisdom, and he is also Quezhou. Quezhou is not a great wisdom, and he is not Quezhou."
Su Ming nodded, a hint of understanding appearing in his eyes, "Appearances arise from the heart, all dharmas are empty, all dharmas are empty, see one's nature and become a Buddha, Buddha friends, have a good state of mind."
Que Zhou shook his head, his brows and eyes full of indifference, "Friends of Buddhism are serious. Although my path is grand, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky. It is not as good as the unity of Buddha and demons, nor is it as good as my fellow Buddhas to enter the world, transform into human beings, and cross the sea of suffering. This is the way to enlightenment.”
"You mean the Sanskrit Sound of Selflessness?"
"Yes, the Sanskrit Sound of Selflessness can be read, wash away other people's memories, let them forget those unpleasant experiences, let go of their hatred between each other, and create a world without sorrow, without disputes, only peace and joy. I call it a place Buddha’s country, the pure land of bliss.”
"It's a pity that even the Buddha has no right to make decisions for all sentient beings. It is so difficult to establish a true pure land of bliss. After all, it is just a flash in the pan."
After saying that, Quezhou shook his head gently, with memories in his eyes.
A series of words made Su Ming fall into thoughts. After a long time, he finally spoke, "Tao, if you don't understand something, you should seek enlightenment by yourself. If you want to become Tao, you may not need to save the world. All sentient beings are sinking. What they need is not help. It is about self-redemption. If you abandon yourself, God will abandon you. If you help yourself, God will help you. If sentient beings do not cross by themselves, even the Buddha will be unable to cross them out of the sea of suffering."
Quezhou nodded, his face calmed down, "Buddha friends are right, but it's a pity that after so much experience, Quezhou discovered this. Unfortunately, it's too late, and it's hard to recover from the overflow."
"I observe that most of the methods used by Buddhist friends are consistent with the way of my Buddhist country. In this case, I will give you a ride."
"Saluo Dharma Seal, open!"
Suddenly, the bells rang again. In an instant, Su Ming immediately entered a state of Zen mind and emptiness. However, even so, he still felt a chilling throbbing. Even if he closed his five senses, the bells seemed to have penetrated. The strange power that penetrated time and space struck directly into the deepest part of his soul.
"One sound, two sounds, three sounds..."
The bells sounded one after another, getting louder and louder. Realizing the test that Que Zhou was putting on him, Su Ming immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, concentrated his mind and stopped thinking, forgetting everything, without self or anyone, and his mind escaped into some kind of mysterious world between heaven and earth. realm.
"First Evolution"
The heart-shaking sound of the bell was endless, invading his mind all-pervasively, torturing every tiny remaining thought of his.
Then, in the sound of bells, Su Ming seemed to hear countless monks reciting Buddhist scriptures, chanting Sanskrit chants, speaking in subtle ways, pointing directly to the fundamentals, and expounding the principles of Buddhist scriptures.
At this moment, Su Ming felt as if there were invisible big hands pulling and kneading his soul. Even though he tried his best to concentrate and stop his thoughts, it was still very difficult.
However, in this environment, his mind gradually became more and more pure and dust-free. He could not think of a single thought or even a single thought. He was completely immersed in the emptiness of all dharmas. He was neither born nor destroyed, nor stained nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. In this wonderful state of mind, no sound could shake his mind anymore.
At this time, all sounds disappeared.
Feeling the disappearance of many Buddhist sounds, Su Ming slowly opened his eyes, the light of wisdom flashed in his eyes, and his whole body had an ancient and deep aura, as if it had accumulated over the years and the vicissitudes of the world.
"Thank you, Buddhist friend." Su Ming clasped his hands together and bowed to Que Zhou. This was his heartfelt gratitude. After being washed by the selfless Sanskrit sounds and empowered by the high monks' distracting thoughts gathered in Que Zhou, his realm of soul was further advanced. It has reached the peak of the early stage of Yuan Shen, and there is only a thin barrier left before the middle stage.
On the other hand, Que Zhou, after using the selfless Sanskrit Sound, his original solid figure gradually became illusory, but he remained calm and indifferent.
He clasped his hands together, with a pious look on his face, and his deep voice seemed to contain hundreds of different thoughts, "When I see my Buddhist friend, Quezhou's wish has been fulfilled. Please cherish yourself and see you again in the future!"
After the words fell, Quezhou's figure immediately disappeared, leaving only a jade flute and a divine sword.
However, both of these things are illusory and intangible. They only have meaning but no body.
Chapter 175: A short boat and a sail to cross
