Jianzhen and Wu Daozi faced each other. Wu Daozi's figure was lying crookedly among the clouds and mist. His sexual spirit had been invisibly contaminated with the smell of Dongsheng Wine, and he was now very drunk.
Wu Daoxuan held a wine jar in his arms and looked at the skinny monk opposite him with drunken eyes.
In his eyes, the monk suddenly transformed into a Buddha with a majestic appearance and majestic merits, and then in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a ferocious, ferocious, terrifying and vicious figure.
He raised the wine jar, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and sneered at the figure who was confused and changing under his drunken eyes: "Don't think that I don't have a clear mind, and don't think that I am drunk now.
Wine - I know very well what you want to do and what the bad guy wants to do!
Don’t you just want to coax me to paint for you?
Help you work for free?!
I want to go!
If you are too blind to think, I won’t even be able to write!”
Wu Dao
Here..."
Jianzhen sat cross-legged opposite Wu Daoxuan, who had a crooked figure. He had not yet used his methods to manifest the 'appearances of hell' in front of Wu Daoxuan, but the other party was already drunk, and the appearance of Jianzhen in his eyes was already 'changing'.
From the other party's words, one could also tell that Su Wu had offended him severely.
Now even though he was drunk, he still did not let go of his guard against Su Wu. On the contrary, the more drunk he got, the more guarded he became.
In such a state, could it be possible to ask him to imitate the so-called "Charm of Heaven and Man"?
The thoughts in Jianzhen's mind fell silent for a moment. He clasped his hands together and saw the figures of Su Wu and Ji Xingzhou gradually emerging behind the crooked Wu Daoxuan.
Su Wu looked at Wu Daozi who was still noisy, then turned to Jianzhen and said: "Some people's talents cannot be restrained no matter how restrained they are.
The elders only need to show him the various aspects of hell as you and I planned before."
"Can."
Jianzhen nodded in agreement.
The figures of Su Wu and Ji Xingzhou disappeared without a trace as the clouds and mist rolled in.
"The poor monk works for others. Now I will show you the "phases of hell" that the poor monk observes. I hope you can understand and gain something from this.
All the appearances in this hell are illusions, and you don't need to take them seriously." Jianzhen lowered his eyes to Wu Daoxuan, who was staring at him coldly with slanted eyebrows, and spoke aloud, explaining his purpose to Wu Daoxuan without any lies.
These words fell into Wu Daoxuan's heart. He sneered and said nothing.
In his eyes, as soon as the figure who turned into a skinny monk at this moment spoke, a little ink stain appeared from the figure's eyebrows, and in an instant, the surrounding misty clouds and the endless void were turned into pitch black.
color.
In the boundless darkness, a golden divine sun suddenly rose to the top of the dark world!
The light emitted by the golden sun reflected the hazy outlines of the originally invisible and dark things around Wu Daoxuan.
Those dark things seemed to be human figures.
They didn't know when they stood around Wu Daoxuan, looking up to the golden sun in the sky with him. These countless figures stretched out their arms to the golden sun in the sky and worshiped devoutly.
Wu Daoxuan heard their mountain cry: "Namo Amitabha..."
"Namo Amitabha……"
"It's just searching for Buddha's traces in the darkness and pursuing the way to liberation. Can it be considered a hell? What's so scary about this?" Wu Daoxuan just sneered. He stood up unsteadily and tried to see clearly what was happening around him. The faces of the figures were hazy, but no matter how close he got to these figures, he could still not see their faces. He could only faintly smell a strange fragrance from the people around him.
He only felt that the fragrance on those figures was strange, and he seemed to have smelled this fragrance several times before, but he could never remember the source of this fragrance, so he felt a little anxious, holding the wine jar in such a place. Lin Ban walked among the blurry figures standing there, heading further away.
The golden sun is always high in the sky.
Hazy figures on the ground kept chanting the Buddha's name.
Wu Daoxuan walked far away, but he still felt that he was spinning in circles. He was exhausted from walking, cursed a few words, and simply sat down in the darkness again, looking up at the golden sun on the zenith, and sneered: " Let’s see what other changes you have!”
At this time, perhaps due to the wish of too many hazy figures, the Golden Sun, which was originally just a hazy round wheel at the top of the sky, gradually grew arms, legs and a head.
It holds the Buddha's verse on its head, sits in the lotus position with its chest open and its hands naturally placed on its knees, just like a Buddha - which is exactly what it is.
When the Buddha suddenly attains enlightenment, there will be flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses sprouting from the ground!
Golden flowers continue to fall from the sky, which has become a bright void. On the dark earth, golden lotuses are also growing one after another, turning the earth into a golden color!
In this bright light, the shapes of the hazy figures around Wu Daoxuan were no longer hazy, but turned into Buddhas with buns on their heads and hands clasped together - Wu Daoxuan looked at this scene with a still disdainful expression: " It’s just an allusion to the Buddha saving suffering and enlightening the sea of suffering and hell. Can it also be regarded as a sign of hell?”
As the countless hazy figures turned into Buddhas, Wu Daoxuan suddenly transformed into a Buddhist forest.
He looked at the majestic golden 'Buddha' and smelled an increasingly strong fragrance from them. The fragrance filling his nostrils prompted him to get closer to a certain Buddha and carefully observe the Buddha's face - The face of this Buddha is the same as that of the Buddha in heaven. The faces and shapes of all the Buddhas here are all the same - the figures who were different in height, short, fat and thin just now are all given the same description. What is the meaning of becoming a Buddha in this way?
The so-called Buddhahood is to avoid attainment and avoid the fear of death. However, if life is meaningless and death is not scary, then what should living beings pursue during this period of 'life and death'?
Wu Daoxuan was slightly stunned by the sudden thought in his mind.
While he was dazed, there seemed to be some slight movement in the zenith. He raised his head and looked up to the sky - he saw no change on the golden body of the Buddha on the zenith. When he turned around again, he found that On the chest of the Buddha standing quietly in front of him, there was a crack as thin as a hair, which was difficult to see unless you looked carefully. He reached out and poked the crack, and a hole was opened in the chest of the golden Buddha. ——
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Inside the cave is a green and black figure, with the body torn apart in various places, and the corpses of the Buddha's head, Buddha body, and Buddha's hands grew out of the fractures.
The Buddha that grew from the corpse in turn digested the corpse.
The moment Wu Daoxuan poked open the Buddha's golden body with his finger, the strange fragrance spurted out from the hole made by his finger. He came back to his senses in an instant, and even woke up from the wine. Where was the strange fragrance at that moment? What is the aroma?
This is corpse odor!
What wafts out from the bodies of Buddhas one after another is the stench of corpses!
I shouldn't have been alert to the smell of corpses, but now I just didn't react - I've been in the abalone house for a long time, and I don't know the smell?!
Inside every Buddha, there is a corpse hidden inside?!
Wu Daoxuan's mind was a little confused. He felt that the drunkenness in his mind was getting less and less, and he was getting more and more sober. So he ran continuously and poked the chests and bodies of every Buddha he passed. He saw that there were bodies of men, women, old and young, tall and short, inside them Corpses of different sizes, fat and thin!
All the corpses were torn into pieces. The Buddha's head, Buddha's hands, and Buddha's body grew out of the fractured positions of each corpse, and in turn gradually digested their parasitic corpses!
A voice came out from the chests of all Buddhas: "As the origin of suffering, I am a sinner. I will be free from all sufferings, put an end to all sins, and finally achieve nirvana."
"As a person of suffering, I am a sin..."
As Wu Daoxuan punctured each golden body of the Buddha, the fragrance lingering in his nostrils became stronger and stronger, almost condensing into substance!
In this "fragrance", there seem to be many people who were once alive coming and going.
But now they have lost their respective identities, and only this scent remains - Wu Daoxuan knew that this scent was actually corpse odor, but instinctively he did not feel that it was a stench. He still thought that the corpse odor was very fragrant. Then it was concluded that even 'death' is the most beautiful thing in life!
There is still a consciousness in his heart that rejects this so-called corpse smell and denounces this silent death.
But when the smell of corpses flooded out, that consciousness finally turned into an isolated island in the sea, and the island was gradually being submerged by the ocean.
When his only remaining consciousness was about to sink completely, Wu Daoxuan raised his head and looked at the golden zenith——
All the Buddhas on the earth are corpses.
In other words, all corpses are Buddhas.
This Buddha on top of the sky? What is it?
With this thought, the towering Buddha in the sky suddenly turned into a torn skeleton with black and red corpse water flowing all over his body!
The skeleton put his hands together and recited slowly: "All living beings are Buddha, Buddha is also me, and I am all living beings."
The broken golden-bodied Buddhas with cracks on their bodies and gurgling corpse water flowing from their bodies on the ground all put their hands together and recited in unison: "All living beings are the Buddha, the Buddha is also me, and I am all living beings."
Amidst the boundless chanting, the golden light flowing in the sky and the earth disappeared, and the bones in the sky disappeared. But the Buddha with broken golden body and corpse water flowing around him was clearly visible in Wu Daoxuan's eyes, and they were still chanting. They chanted, gathered together, and contributed all the parts of the Buddha that belonged to the Buddha, and finally pieced together a Buddha with thousands of Buddha heads, thousands of Buddha hands, and thousands of Buddha bodies.
Under the Buddha's seat, all living beings turned into stones and piled them up to form its rosette.
It clasped its hands together, and the solemn Buddha's name spread throughout the sky and earth: "Namo Amitabha..."
Between heaven and earth, there is only this Buddha left, and only this raging corpse fragrance - this endless stench!
Wu Daoxuan looked at the lifelike human figures on the rosette, and felt great despair and emptiness in his heart. In this despair and emptiness, he could not find support. Under this, he finally understood deeply what the skinny monk said.
'Hell in disguise'.
This place is hell!
There is no support, everything is empty, there is no end to hell!