Chapter 475: The Boundless Dharma

The universe where Gu Xiechen and the others are located is somewhere in the vast and unknown universe.

Surrounded by golden light and green air, a bright and beautiful pure land floats slowly and endlessly in the starry sky. The pure land of countless trillions of miles in radius looks extremely huge at a glance, but it seems to have no physical existence, floating past like a ghost.

Everywhere in the star field.

Above the pure land, you can see countless pagodas standing at a glance. The boundless greenery surrounds these tall pagodas. The wind blows, and the tree waves are faint like thunder, causing the countless golden bells on the pagodas to ring, and the jingling sound spreads throughout the world.

The whole pure land.

Countless Buddhist practitioners sit quietly in the bodhi forest under the pagoda, quietly comprehending some indescribable mystery in the pure land.

Ruoyouruowu's chanting sounds came from all directions. Each Buddhist cultivator heard different sutras and had different feelings in his heart. Their faces were sad or happy, angry or resentful, and they had it all over their bodies.

The faint Buddha light shines out and blends with the golden light and green air of the pure land. Just like the small pine trees on the high cliff, these Buddhist practices are rooted in this pure land.

At the core of the Pure Land, there is a clear and pure pond with an unknown number of miles in radius.

The bottom of the pond is made of eight treasures. The crystal clear water is full of pearls, colored glazes, relics and other objects. There are so many rare treasures at the bottom of the pond. The surface of the water is sparsely dotted with some golden lotus flowers, and the green leaves of the golden lotus are reflected in them.

In the water, the originally crystal clear water now has a thick golden glow and green glow.

In the middle of this huge pond, a huge mountain rock with a pale golden peak stands majestically.

From the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, along a staircase paved with gold, hundreds of Zen temples stretch like clouds across the mountain. The fragrance of sandalwood floats all over the mountain, the sound of Sanskrit singing is endless, and there are dozens of huge golden heads in the void.

The roc flew in the sky, its golden gaze as sharp as a knife sweeping around, intimidating all creatures that dared to approach this mountain.

A long section of stairs paved with gold extends from the foot of the mountain to the water of the pond. On the golden stairs under the water, a man wearing a light yellow cassock has a scarlet red crystal clear flesh mole like a ruby ​​between his eyebrows.

Sitting cross-legged, a few golden water lilies floated above his head, and a large group of goldfish wandered silently around him.

Beside Prajna, the water waves were undulating quietly. Occasionally, there was a flash of light and shadow, and the boundless sea of ​​blood, hell, and mountains of swords and swords suddenly flashed out of the water around him. Between the sea of ​​blood and mountains of swords, countless Romans

, the figures of the Eldar people and various other weird Roman servants were twisting and struggling, constantly raising their heads to the sky and making sharp whistles.

Prajna recited the salvation scriptures in a low voice, and bits of golden light spurted out from his mouth, turning into countless Buddha seals. Surrounded by golden lotuses and colorful clouds, they flew into the scenes of light and shadow around him. The golden downpour was on the Blood Sea Knife Mountain.

The golden raindrops fell all the time, and everyone who encountered these golden raindrops, whether they were Romans, Ling clan people or even other servant clans, their expressions suddenly relaxed and their spirits became extremely uplifting.

Occasionally, there was a flash of light and shadow, and one could see that under the boundless sea of ​​blood and knife mountain, there was an extremely vicious and endless hell.

In this endless hell, there is only a delicate figure of a woman. That is a Roman woman. She is suspended above the red karma fire, suffering from the endless karma fire burning, and from time to time, thunder falls and strikes.

On her body, there were countless flying knives and flying swords piercing her body, and huge saws cut her body into two pieces from time to time. Afterwards, she was burned by the fire of karma, and her body returned to its original state.

The boundless pain caused the woman to scream hysterically. She looked up at the sky blankly, as if she didn't understand why she was in the current situation. It can be seen that the boundless resentment turned into heavy black clouds and enveloped her body.

The faces of countless Romans, Eldar and other Roman servants flickered in the resentment.

Most of the pain suffered by all other Romans, Eldar and Roman Servants was passed on to this woman. Countless Romans, Eldar and Roman Servants instinctively cursed this woman in the depths of their souls.

This woman made them unable to live in peace even after death.

The golden rain transformed from the salvation scriptures recited by Prajna could not reach this woman. She could only rely on herself to resist the endless pain. Her shrill screams seemed to penetrate the barriers of space and reach Prajna directly.

In her soul, her miserable howl full of resentment often tore through the void, trying to reach this Buddhist pure land.

But no matter how she screamed, when her screams were about to tear apart the void and turmoil the pure land, countless Bodhisattvas and Arhats with superb cultivation in hundreds of Zen monasteries on that big mountain sang scriptures in unison, boundless.

The peaceful meaning turned into golden auspicious clouds falling from the mountain, filling the void that was torn apart by the woman's screams.

Occasionally, a few miserable howls penetrated the void and entered the Pure Land. They were immediately torn to pieces by the sharp cries of dozens of golden rocs in the void, which could not shake the state of mind of countless Buddhist cultivators in the Pure Land.

Only Prajna was sitting cross-legged under the water. Whenever the woman screamed in agony, faint traces of blood would ooze out of his seven orifices. At this time, Prajna took out a sharp knife and cut

He took off his own skin and flesh to feed the goldfish swimming around. When the goldfish swallowed Prajna's flesh and blood, the karma fire around the woman would weaken a little, allowing the woman to breathe a little.

Under the pale yellow cassock, Prajna's body had been cut to pieces, with purple-gold bones exposed in many places. His muscles were rapidly regenerating and recovering, but the speed at which he cut the flesh and blood was too fast and the frequency was too high.

So much so that the regeneration speed of his flesh and blood could not keep up with the speed of his cutting, and he had been cut into a skeleton.

On the golden steps near the water's edge, the Buddha of Life and Death, wearing a monk's robe and holding a golden Buddha bead, was quietly standing in awe, looking at Prajna sitting cross-legged under the water with a cold face.

Several Bodhisattvas standing on lotus flowers emitting immeasurable light from their bodies. The Buddha stood beside the Buddha of Life and Death. One of the Buddhas was softly praising Prajna's behavior - in order to relieve the pain of his mother who was suffering in the endless hell, he did not hesitate to do so.

Using the art of donating flesh and blood to give to the body, Prajna's filial deeds are enough to move the world. Once his mother escapes from that hell, Prajna will definitely become a Buddha by virtue of this merit!

The life-and-death Buddha twitched his face a few times with a smile, and responded lightly.

After looking down at Prajna for a while, the Buddha of Life and Death let out a long sigh, turned around, pulled a wisp of clouds under his feet, and flew towards a temple on the top of the mountain.

In a dense forest behind the temple, the Buddha of Life and Death walked respectfully in front of two Taoists who were sitting cross-legged under a huge Bodhi tree.

Both Taoists are generally skinny, with the same sallow complexion. The one on the left is six feet tall, with two buns on his head, with a few red flowers on them, and a kind smile on his face. The one on the right is tall

He is also six feet tall, with long hair hanging loosely. There is a golden lotus in a small bun on the top of his head. His skinny face is full of bitterness. When ordinary people see his face, they will feel a sense of bitterness.

It rises from the bottom of my heart and is so painful that I almost cry.

The Taoist robes worn by these two people were in tatters, and they seemed to have not been washed for many years. At first glance, they looked dirty and embarrassed.

But when Yun Shen looked carefully, he saw that the two people were emitting countless bright lights, and they were spotless. Even the tattered Taoist robes were emitting immeasurable golden light. They were really two rare treasures.

Purple air rises behind the person, and countless Buddha statues are looming in the golden light of the purple air. A refreshing fragrance faintly diffuses from the purple air, which makes people feel peaceful and free from all the entanglements and worries of the world.

Seeing the Buddha of Life and Death walking into the dense forest, the Taoist wearing a double bun squinted his eyes and smiled: "What's the matter?"

The Buddha of Life and Death respectfully walked around the two Taoists three times, and after bowing and bowing, he glanced at the Taoist with a bitter face, and asked in a low voice to the Taoist with a smile on his face: "Master, sir.

How long will it take for the great emperor, great wisdom, great wisdom, clear nature, clear virtue and enlightened way to be born?"

The Taoist closed his eyes and asked leisurely: "Can't you let go of your child who gave us flesh and blood? Are you heartbroken?"

The Buddha of Life and Death took a deep breath, clasped his hands and said, "Master, Holy Ming, my disciple, there is only this ray of concern in my heart now."

The Taoist with a bitter look on his face suddenly shouted in a low voice: "A trace of concern creates thousands of dust barriers, and a dust barrier attracts countless demons. Wake up quickly."

Raising his right hand, the Taoist with a bitter look on his face slapped the Buddha of Life and Death on the top of his head. Purple air rose into the sky. The Buddha of Life and Death was beaten backwards and somersaulted several times. When he got up again, his eyes were filled with tears.

There was no trace of hesitation or confusion, only an inhuman calmness and clarity.

"Disciple, thank you, Master!" He bowed respectfully to the Taoist with a bitter face, and the Living and Killing Buddha asked calmly: "When will the Great Mighty, Great Wisdom, Great Wisdom, Clear Nature, Bright Virtue, Bright Way, Emperor and King Buddha be born? We need to let her

It's better to contain Amitabha. Since the Sanyuan Meeting, we have been unable to suppress him."

The two Taoists looked at each other and shouted softly in unison: "When it's time to be born, you should be born."

Before he finished speaking, in the bodhi forest at the back of this big mountain, a burst of purple air suddenly flew into the sky. Along with a high-pitched cry of a baby, a huge coercion erupted from the bodhi forest, twisting the pure land.

The storm inside changed color, and countless Buddhist disciples worshiped in the direction of this mountain. The sky was filled with smallpox, and countless Sanskrit chants soared into the sky, turning into countless golden Buddhist scriptures and slowly falling down.

"Good! Good!" The Buddha of Life and Death moved his face, put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

"That's good, that's good!" The two Taoists looked at each other and smiled, suddenly stood up and walked towards the Bodhi Forest in the back mountain. The Living and Killing Buddha hurriedly followed.

Countless groups of lights and shadows flew in the sky. One Buddha, one Bodhisattva, and countless high-status golden Arhats stepped on lotus flowers and flew towards this side on clouds. They landed on both sides according to their status.

Behind each Taoist, they lined up and walked towards the back mountain.

In the Bodhi Forest in the back mountain, there is a clean pond that is no more than a hundred acres in size. In the middle of the pond is a golden lotus platform with a radius of 100 feet. On the lotus platform, Fuya Ming is sitting cross-legged, with a golden and purple aura shining all over his body.

The baby was suspended in front of her, crying hoarsely.

This baby was born with the terrifying cultivation level of the Daluo Jinxian. With a slight push of his arms, the void in all directions was shaken. If it weren't for Fu Ya? Ming's hands releasing a large amount of purple energy to seal the void around him, this baby would

It truly has the power to shatter the void and shatter the stars.

Not only is his cultivation level at the peak of Daluo Jinxian, this baby's physical strength is also incredible, and he is also born with immeasurable magical powers. A pair of eyes that are neither black nor white are filled with a chaotic color, and the four-phase energy of earth, water, fire and wind is entangled

Holding this baby and making him move his hands and feet, he has infinite power.

Hearing the sound of two Taoists leading countless Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats into the dense forest, Fuya Ming didn't even blink. But the baby stopped crying out of curiosity and looked back at the two Taoists with tearful eyes.

Take a look.

There was nothing outstanding about the two Taoists. The baby grunted uninterestedly, and then suddenly looked at a man next to the Buddha of Life and Death who was covered in golden light, holding a Vajra Dharma Duo and a lotus, and wearing dozens of Buddhist special items.

The precious Buddha.

With a chuckle, the baby casually grabbed a handful of the Buddha.

As soon as he grabbed it, the Buddha let out a muffled groan, and the two-foot-long golden body took a few steps forward uncontrollably. Dozens of Buddhist treasures on his body made a crackling sound, and he was almost snatched away by the baby.

In the past, the Buddha was so frightened that he hurriedly used the forbidden method of the Standing Ground Vajra to stabilize his body. Just as he was about to use the lion's roar magical power to drive away the huge force that restrained his body around him, the fierce baby

Cried first.

With a loud cry of 'Ouch', the Buddha seemed to hear a hundred heavenly dragons and a thousand lions roaring at the same time in his sea of ​​consciousness, which made him dizzy and his body trembled violently.

The surrounding Buddhas and Bodhisattvas saw golden blood gradually flowing out of the Buddha's seven orifices. Several rare Buddhist treasures on his body left his body with a "whoosh" sound, and were grabbed by the crying baby.

in hand.

With a "quacking" sound, the baby caught a few Buddhist treasures and laughed excitedly. He casually grabbed a three-foot-long demon-conquering pestle with a brilliant golden light, and struck it hard in front of him while laughing.

With a loud noise, the surrounding Bodhi forest shattered to pieces, and purple golden light full of destructive power rushed out crazily. A huge mountain with a height of tens of thousands of miles and a radius of millions of miles trembled violently, and hundreds of monasteries were heard.

There was a sound of the courtyard wall collapsing, and a huge wave tens of thousands of feet high suddenly appeared in the extremely huge pond at the foot of the mountain, and it quickly washed away in all directions with the mountain as the center.

Except for the two Taoists, countless other Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats were all eclipsed. This baby only had such terrifying power when he was born. How can he still get it when he grows up and practices various magical powers?

Then Fuya Ming heard a soft hum, and her hands touched the baby's body like electricity. Wherever her hands passed, little golden light and purple gas continued to turn into spells and were printed on the baby's body. Following Fuya?
To be continued...