"Divine Court, I've returned you!"

......

Above the long sky, thunder clouds gradually retreated, and the mountains and rivers slowly spread, as if they had already gained the upper hand.

However, somewhere in Xihe Mozhou, where the wind and rain have stopped, there is still heavy rainfall, pouring it on the yellow sand of the vast sea and outside the Mount Sumeru among a certain grain of yellow sand.

Silent ~

As the water vapor evaporated, the sudden heavy rain extinguished the fierce holy fire, and also tore open the illusion of holiness outside Mount Sumeru, showing the Demon Mountain, which was surrounded by death and was completely uneven.

Between the fireworks, a calm voice sounded:

"A thought becomes a Buddha, a thought becomes a demon... Whether it is a Buddha or a demon, it is no different..."

In the magnificent temple, the Buddha's corpse is like a mountain.

On the blood-colored lotus platform, the old Buddha in a red cassock slowly raised his head, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows shone like blood, reflecting the smog in the outside of Mount Sumeru, and the face of compassion appeared faintly:

"Senior brother, do you say, right?"

Looking at the fireworks with compassion, the junior brother he accepted on behalf of his master, and his expression became more and more compassionate: "Can Yishan Bodhisattva, Buddha, Arhat, and nun, not even the heart of the junior brother?"

"The Holy Fire of Nirvana is the best thing. Even the senior brother can't see through it. If it weren't for this, the senior brother would still not be able to kill the huge Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas all over the mountain..."

The old Buddha in red clad his hands together, his tone calmly and warmly:

"I was born with no good or evil, and the human heart is not even alive. Where does the Buddha heart have? Senior brother, do you regret taking me before the saints?"

"Good, good!"

Compassionately recite the Buddha's name with Buddha's face: "The Buddha has no two minds, and the Tao is not one side. It is precisely because you have no good or no attachment that you should cultivate the Buddha's mind to replenish yourself. This is the long-term way. If you can achieve the right result, why should the good men and women in the mountains be stingy with this body?"

"If you insist, then you will be there!"

"call!"

Zen sings the Buddha's voice as a waterfall, the handsome old Buddha opened his mouth and swallowed everything, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows became more and more rosy: "Is it a holy position..."

"No good or attachment, no weakness!"

Lao Fu clasped his hands together, and the cinnabar between his eyebrows shook and slid down like blood.
Chapter completed!