If it were on the ground and it was easy to move and fight, I wouldn't be afraid of this guy.
However, after entering the water, my movements were affected to some extent by the water power, and I felt a little uneasy. I caught a glimpse of a long black shadow, sliding over our heads. I immediately bowed my body, preparing to welcome this guy's thunder attack.
.However, it seemed to be frightened by the situation when we attacked it just now. It did not pounce directly, but walked past silently like a swimming fish, and then escaped into the darkness.
This guy has a body of more than five meters long. If he were to attack decisively, I'm afraid the two of us wouldn't be able to withstand it at all. Without him, the comparison of pure physical strength would not be on the same level.
The Stegosuchus lurked in the darkness, cruising around from time to time, silent and silent, which made people feel depressed.
However, I was startled and defended fiercely, but the little lama was unhurried and did not move the vajra demon-conquering pestle in his hand at all, which was in sharp contrast to me. He was still fighting with me at the beginning.
I usually looked around, but after a while, I actually raised my head at a 45-degree angle, narrowed my eyes slightly, and had a bright smile on my lips, as if I was enjoying this strange and beautiful feeling.
Seeing his very literary and artistic actions, I immediately felt a little angry. A person like this, who is so slow that he doesn't even rush to have sex, left me speechless for a while.
I looked around and saw that in the dark water bottom, except for the green water plants that were still floating, even the ignorant swimming fish were nowhere to be seen. They were obviously all killed by the sudden intrusion of the ferocious beast.
I was so scared that I ran away. I tolerated this handsome little lama for two minutes, and finally said I couldn't bear it anymore, pushed him, and said, oh, didn't you say you would take care of this crocodile? Hurry up...this
Is it fun to be at the bottom of the lake?
“Fun!”
The little lama opened his eyes. Suddenly, they were as bright as the stars in the sky, with indescribable beauty. This kind of beauty is not the attraction of opposite sexes between men and women, but the simple and persistent human pursuit of beauty.
Praise.
This handsome little lama looked at the sparkling light above his head, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said excitedly in his non-standard Mandarin: "Ever since I became conscious, I have been dreaming of climbing the brightest snow-capped peaks and diving into the mountains.
Go down to the bottom of the widest lake, fly up into the sky beyond the reach of our eyes... My teacher said that if I can practice rainbow transformation, these wishes can come true. So I have been studying hard since I was sensible, but I didn't
I thought that today I can actually achieve it ahead of schedule. This feeling is like taking a shortcut, and I feel the Buddha's blessing above my head, and I feel inexplicably moved."
I smiled bitterly and said, little brother, we are saving people right now. What insights and words of cultivating the mind can we talk about later?
The little lama answered seriously, "Yes," but then he changed his tone and said to me: "Every little bit of life can have something that moves us. Only by being good at discovering these touches, will our state of mind gradually change."
Get close to the Buddha, become an awakened one, be fully self-conscious, be aware of Him, have perfect awareness and practice, truly know and see the nature of all dharmas, and become a great sage who achieves supreme and perfect enlightenment..."
I was impatient, gritted my teeth, looked at this little bald man who was always preaching, and asked: "Do you want to work? If not, I will go up!"
Seeing that I was giving up the challenge, the little lama finally stopped talking and said, "Let's start now."
He clasped his hands together, took out a string of Buddhist beads from his arms, and then began to sit cross-legged on the ground and recite scriptures.
Most of this string of beads are saffron colored glass beads, and at the bottom, there are three white bone particles with different rules and shapes. The bone particles are white and translucent, and the middle one has a natural
The black lines and stains actually formed a majestic Buddha's face, lifelike. The little lama was reciting sutras, and his whole body seemed to have fallen asleep. Only the waves of energy magnetic fields were surging, extremely majestic, showing
with his existence.
I was shocked in my heart. If my guess was correct, these white bone particles were the relics that had been widely spread by the outside world.
What is a relic? Its Indian name is Tuodu, also called Sheliluo. It is translated into Chinese as spiritual bones, body bones, and remains. It is the crystallized body left after a person passes away and is cremated. Of course, not everyone
All can be turned into relics. This thing originally refers to the remains left behind after the death and cremation of the founder of Buddhism, Sakyamuni Buddha. Later, it generally refers to the eminent monks who have great merits and great fortunes. They must be enlightened beings who have achieved fruition.
.
In this world, there are not many people who can form relics throughout the ages. Their remains are either placed in famous mountains and ancient temples at the national level to serve as treasures for temples and pagodas, or they are lost. There are a few,
Can it be made into a magic weapon and used like this?
Immediately, I became curious about the identity of this little lama.
You know, the status of a person who can afford the relic beads may be several levels higher than that of the old lama on the shore.
What skills did this young lama rely on to achieve such a status?
While I was thinking wildly, the red lama robe of the young lama sitting cross-legged next to me suddenly swayed, and an indescribable majestic force began to radiate out in all directions with him as the center. This was a kind of
It was an indescribable feeling. My whole body was numb, and my whole brain was buzzing with the endless sound of Buddha. It was as if there were thousands of Buddhas singing in my ears. There was a fragrance under my nose, which was sandalwood and lotus.
It makes people feel enlightened and jump for joy.
Thousands of colors gathered here, suddenly turning into a seven-color halo of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, indigo, and purple. The center was as bright as a mirror, hanging behind the little lama's head. It was extremely exciting.
At that moment, I seemed to feel the grand scene of Amitabha preaching in front of the Tusita Palace in the Buddhist scriptures. All kinds of beautiful things in the world appeared and were majestic. Such emergence and disillusionment made people's imagination.
My mood was ups and downs, as if several springs and autumns had passed.
I finally understood why this little lama was so calm.
This guy is actually able to confuse sentient beings and lead countless believers in preaching. This ability is even more rare than the most profound enlightenment method in Tantric Buddhism, because it is a natural talent, and he may have reincarnated and re-cultivated his body.
The reason why I took him to the bottom of the lake was just because at the bottom of the lake, the propagation of sutras in the water was more obvious than in the air, so that the Stegosuchus could smell it as quickly as possible, so as not to dive deep somewhere.
I can't find it anywhere.
The Sanskrit chanting of this Buddhist sound is like fairy music, the sound of nature, which makes people feel ecstatic when they hear it, and they want to dance along with it, or put their hands together and take refuge in my Buddha.
I squinted my eyes beside me, feeling that the dirt in my soul was being washed away in one fell swoop. I heard it was refreshing. Suddenly, I found a bright light like a bead in front of me, like a light bulb, glowing green. It was filled with awe, admiration, and longing.
Love arises spontaneously.
Isn't this thing the Stegosuchus we have been looking for, the culprit behind the disappearance of this Tibetan boy?
Before, it looked evil, like a demon emerging from hell, but now, it looked like an innocent child, barking like a puppy, with a look of flattery in its eyes. The little lama ignored this, he
It seemed that he was completely immersed in his own scriptures, and he kept singing Sanskrit. The seven-color Buddha light actually illuminated the entire bottom of the lake with a translucent light.
And it was this photo that I discovered that in the dark bottom of the lake, there were actually several large dark and deep pits occupying several places. There were turbulent water leaking out of them, which seemed to have a different temperature than the surrounding water.
It was different. There was no grass growing on the surrounding land. Looking further, I actually saw a black hanging coffin. I couldn't tell what material it was made of. It seemed to be stone, and it was also high-quality obsidian.
However, the obsidian hanging coffin disappeared in a flash, and then was submerged by the swirling water, like an illusion.
The sound of the Buddha in my ears gradually slowed down. I lowered my head and saw the little lama sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the lake opened his eyes and stood up.
I was just about to say a few words to him, but I didn't expect that his eyes were already staring directly at the direction about twenty meters to the left.
I also looked over and saw a huge hand hidden among the water plants.
The little lama put the string of relic beads in his arms, and then with a move of his hand, the five-meter-long sword-backed crocodile dragon actually arched its body, got under our feet, lifted us up, and then headed towards
I swam to the left. I was still marveling at the magic of the little lama. I felt that the scenery around me changed suddenly. Not long after, I was lifted to a place more than 20 meters away and fell down.
The little lama did not get off the back of the Stegosuchus, but possessed him and went to rub the huge hand.
This hand was huge, with water plants and dark green markings all over it. The material should be copper. There was only one hand, standing alone with a bow, and the rest was covered by the mud of the lake. The little lama was very excited, and he stretched out his hand
I moved towards the giant hand and pushed the soil away, revealing everything under the palm. I looked at it and it felt like a bronze Buddha statue, about three meters high.
This place is seven or eight meters away from the lake. The little lama was still waiting to continue digging. I patted him and pointed at the belly of the Stegosuchus under me, indicating that I would save people first.
He agreed with my opinion, and then stroked the huge beast. The Sword-backed Crocodile let out a roar, and then floated toward the surface of the water.
Returning to the lake, we appeared in the center of the lake far away from the shore. Zamao Xiaodao was walking impatiently on the shore. When he saw us emerging, he greeted us loudly and jumped up and down with joy. The little lama urged the man under him
The animal headed for the shore, and it was like a speedboat, rushing forward and quickly reaching the shore. Before I could move, the little lama jumped off the crocodile in excitement, saluted to the old lama, and said loudly: "Come up
Master, at the bottom of the lake, there are Buddha statues and scriptures from the Dark Age of Dharma Extinction!"