Chen Lian looked at the merit monument. The words on it were written in the Taoist text of "The Improper Words of the Great Brahma Immortal Cave Chapter". Any spiritual being in the world can understand the above words.

He had a new insight, and the most wise Taoist proof is often the simplest, and anyone can gain something from it. The Taoist master passed down the method of saving sentient beings, and would not set a threshold on it, preventing people from attaining the Tao.

The ultimate truth is speechless, like the sun and the moon, and it is radiant when it is raised and raised.

"The Bodhi tree should be here." Chen Lian made a judgment in his heart.

But no matter whether he uses his divine eyes or his thoughts, he finds that the surroundings are empty.

It is precisely because of this that something strange appears.

The Zen meaning of calmness is profound and far-reaching, and the deep thinking is not as sharp as usual in this environment. Those Zen meanings are like dull swords, slowly making his thinking become dull and he gradually becomes less sensitive to external perceptions.

Chen Lian walked to the memorial monument, and his fingers touched the first stroke of the word "gong". The matte touch flowed out the immortal true Buddha nature, and then his fingertips hurt.

It turned out that the matte on Daowen actually cut the skin of his index finger and blood flowed out.

What a sharp Dharma nature that was hidden in the merit monument, which actually damaged his Dharma body.

When the fingers were retracted, the wound was closed immediately, but a faint golden scar could still be seen. It was an indelible Buddhist teaching.

After meditating and visualizing myself, the heavenly spirit gushed out the rolling mysterious water, cleansing the limbs and bones, and finally swallowing the immortal Buddhist teachings. The faint golden scars disappeared, and the whole person returned to his past suave and extraordinary spirit.

Only the three broken souls still need time to recover.

However, since the soul that was able to be cultivated in the past is still there, it is time to cultivate it quickly.

He was not worried about how sinister his Taoism would be at this moment.

In the process of playing with the Taoist Lord, strength is by no means the key to victory or defeat, wisdom is not the decisive factor, the most important thing is the heart.

"Subhuti, how to surrender my heart." Chen Lian said softly, his voice floating on the pool, unable to stir up any waves. The merit monument is silent, and there is an eternal Buddhist teaching flowing out.

Chen Lian suddenly had a divine light in his eyes trembled, and he hugged the merit monument with both hands.

At this moment, infinite magic power poured into his hands, even if it was billions of stars, he could still move in his arms. But at this moment he only felt extremely heavy, and the solemn and vast Buddhist teachings made the stone tablet weigh beyond imagination.

Chen Lian felt like he was embracing the entire Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, feeling the pressure he had never experienced in this life.

He is not a person who can surrender easily, he does not roar and constantly taps his potential.

However, the weight of the stone tablet also increases. The more the potential of sinking and refining is released, the heavier the stone tablet will be.

Chen Lian was not depressed, and the spiritual platform seemed to have opened a mouthful of inexhaustible spring, constantly injecting fresh vitality into him. His current situation seemed to be like the dry and yellow spring of Ksitigarbha, and it seemed to be accomplishing a feat that others could not understand.

The memorial monument is solemn and pure land of Ultimate Bliss, and the weight is the entire Ultimate Bliss, which is no less weight than the human world.

A saint can carry hell and can also use his backbone to support heaven.

Keep exerting force, the source of the soul will never be exhausted. If no one can beat the Taoist Lord, then start with him.

This is a competition of will, the hope that rises from despair.

Without reservation, Shen Lian used the most passionate source of life to exert force, the merit monument was really pulled out of the mud and sand inch by inch. As the yellow sand vibrated thousands of miles, the pool ripples appeared, and the entire earth here began to sink.

In an instant, Chen Lian fell into all perceptions. At the last moment, the merit monument suddenly burst out with even more terrifying power, cutting off his spiritual source.

When Chen Lian restores his perception, there is boundless nothingness around him.

This situation is similar to a place where nothing exists, but it is still different.

There is nothing that can produce all things, but here is truly emptiness, silence and extinction.

He was still holding the merit monument in his arms, and the Buddha nature inside was much dim. Obviously, the confrontation before Shenling caused almost destruction to destroy the stone monument suspected to have been built by Amitabha.

The Shenling Spirit Refining Platform reflects itself, flowing out the light of the spirit, shining around, and soon swallowing the darkness.

There is no sky above, no earth below, no time passes, and loneliness will always follow.

"Wujian." Chen Lian soon came up with these two words in his heart, and he must have fallen into Wujian.

Wujian is the cruelest hell. Once you fall in, you will never turn over. The most terrifying thing is that this almost eternal imprisonment will not be able to endure any spiritual being.

In a land of nothing, powerful gods and demons can also open up caves, create birds, beasts, insects, fish, and other spiritual objects to relieve boredom. But in the midst of the world, emptiness and silence are the eternal theme.

Chen Lian tried to use the magic channel technique, but he did not play the role he deserved.

This is not the biggest danger he encountered in his life, but it is the most difficult to solve.

When his supernatural powers and magic powers were completely ineffective, what was the difference between the sun and the countless sentient beings in the sea of ​​suffering? As Buddhism says, sentient beings are equal, it seems that they have been verified at this moment.

Shenlian is still one of the sentient beings, not the Taoist master Buddha.

If he didn't come to find the Bodhi tree, would there be something happening now? The answer is that there will be no regrets. But Shenling did not stop all this.

It seems that in this lonely environment, even the negative emotions of regret have become a rare adjustment for life.

People cannot always be in regret. There is no time passing by, and there is no difference between moment and eternity. Chen Lian clearly feels the withering, desolation, and coldness of the spiritual platform.

All the negative emotions that grew up after they arrived here also disappeared, and he didn't know what the meaning of himself at this moment.

So he began to recall the past, and the memory was gradually disappearing in the memories, like weathered rocks.

The vastness of the universe and the infinity of the world are no different from the dust in the infinite.

If the heart is the world, then in the invisible world, the heart world is also dust.

The memory of Chen Lian is gradually no longer remembered. If he had no memory, would he still be Shen Lian? The answer is yes. Because he had experienced such things long ago. Without memory, he was still Shen Lian and would not change.

The credentials for a person's existence in the world are by no means memory, so what is it?

Chen Lian naturally began to grasp the most important things.

His spirit was becoming more and more deserted, like a mummy about to be weathered, but now his flesh and blood are gradually becoming fuller, and his whole body is covered with a thin layer of light.

This glory is like antique patina, which exudes charming charm as time accumulates.

The same is true for the refining of that layer of spiritual light. It will not disappear, but will gradually grow.
Chapter completed!