It's like all the water in the world is gathered in one place, and even breathing is filled with moist and thick water vapor.
Every pore, every inch of skin, the huge and surging water vapor pressured Baizhu to the point where he could hardly breathe. Looking around, everything was a deep pale blue.
The moment he killed the living corpse and activated his thoughts, for some unknown reason, his consciousness suddenly became blurred.
When I woke up again, I was already in this sea area.
As far as the eye can see, the sky is slightly reddish-purple, a charming and magnificent color.
At this time, the chanting sounds of Xu Yan and the others were as thin as mosquitoes, intermittent, as if they were separated by a whole world.
Is it because of the meditation sutra?
This side of heaven and earth is the Sutra of Visualization...
As soon as this thought arose in Bai Shu's mind, his vision instantly turned dark, as if he was covered with a layer of roving.
The waves roared and swept across, like mountains weighing down one after another.
High up in the sky, a bald little monk in white had his eyes closed tightly and blood was flowing from his seven orifices.
His body is changing little by little...
The spine was like a noodle, stretched by great force, and sharp bone spurs protruded from the back. The handsome face became terrifying and ferocious, and the whole body was covered with a layer of smooth and fine armor like fish scales.
After everything calmed down, what appeared on the water was a wet asura.
He has twelve arms, six legs, and four faces, each face is ugly and looks like an evil ghost. His back is stooped, and his body that is three feet tall is huddled up in a ball, like an old man in his twilight.
Asura is born from moisture...
After an unknown amount of time, the human color on those four faces completely dimmed, leaving only the original and brutal ferocity.
As if sensing the changes in Bai Shu, the chanting sounds of the three people from Xu Yan became louder and louder, and a circle of seemingly non-existent Buddha light fell from an unknown place, shrouding the abominable creation in the light.
Karma——hahahaha——cough——
The four ugly faces showed emotions of struggle and astonishment at the same time. Little by little, something was slowly rising in the bright yellow pupils like candles.
But the Zen sound was finally unsustainable. After just half a stick of incense, it became intermittent again and became inaudible.
The newly born Asura looked around blankly. Suddenly, he let out a strange scream and escaped into the void, never to be seen again.
Those born from dampness are inferior to Shura. They swim in the sky in the morning and return to the water in the evening.
In martial arts practice, only those who have perfected the fourth level of Vajra can barely walk in the void and travel thousands of miles in an instant.
But for Asuras born from moisture, this is their instinct, and it is as easy as eating or drinking.
After the Asura transformed from Bai Shu left, this boundless sea returned to silence again.
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In the outside world, the three people in Xuyan kept chanting sutras, and each other's faces were as sinking as water.
As soon as the phantom of the wet Asura appeared, its violent and ferocious aura spread like a sea wave, centered on Bai Zhu.
The non-gods in front of Jedi Heaven.
Even the lowest level of wet-born Asura made Xuyan, the highest-cultivated person present, feel solemn in his heart.
Before the passage between humans and gods was cut off, this world was not originally like this.
True immortals and ancient Buddhas often walked around the world and established immortal traditions on earth. At that time, they were not practicing martial arts, but the real immortal and Buddhist ways.
The "Visualization Sutra of King Asura of Vaschi" is a truly authentic method of contemplation, originating from that prosperous world.
And by chance I heard my teacher mention that the current world is just a thousand small worlds in the void, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River.
It is said in the Buddhist scriptures that a thousand small thousand worlds are combined into a middle thousand world, and a thousand medium thousand worlds are combined into a great thousand world.
Just a small world...
So, what about the upper bound?
Is the upper world the middle world or the great world?
Even Wuhuai shook his head at this question and was speechless.
He said that he had asked the abbot the same question, but the abbot was also silent.
No one knows whether the upper realm that once manifested and had boundless majesty is the Middle Thousand World or the Great Thousand World.
This question, no one in the world can answer Xu Yan's doubts.
The days of Jedi Tiantong have passed too long.
Over time, in this abandoned world, new things like martial arts were even born.
They are like mayflies that live and die, trapped in this world all their lives, and never have the freedom to look outside.
Even with the sudden appearance of purple mist, this small hotbed has begun to shake.
Living corpses, human demons, and even purple mist, are all these punishments from the upper world?
To punish this ritual and destroy the music, to lead the cruel world of beasts and cannibalism?
Xu Yan stared blankly at the phantom of the wet-born Asura, with thousands of thoughts in his mind, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Big Brother!"
Xu Hong beside him suddenly shouted loudly, like thunder exploding, pulling Xu Yan's mind.
"The three of us have low Zen knowledge. We are afraid that we will not be able to suppress the Asuras born in Shishi and cannot help our little junior brother!"
The bald man's face was full of panic, and sweat was dripping from his forehead.
"Where's the teacher? Doesn't the teacher have anything to say?!"
"There is no way we can suppress Asura who is born from moisture." Xu Yan looked helpless, "Even if the teacher comes in person, I'm afraid he won't be able to suppress it."
"What about us?"
"Just do your best and obey fate."
Xu Yan took out a bead from his sleeve, held it in the palm of his hand, and handed it to Xu Hong and Xu Yu looked at it.
"Relic?" Xuhong was shocked.
"The master's relics are only half a step away from becoming the relics of the great Zen masters of the Sixth Realm of Immortality."
The tall, fat monk looked proud
"This is the true treasure of our Fengshan Temple. Not to mention Zhongli County, even the neighboring Yunzhong County may not have such a Buddhist treasure!"
"It turns out, it turns out."
Xu Hong breathed a sigh of relief. With such a relic, even if Bai Shu's visualization failed, it would be enough to drag Bai Shu back from the Asura path.
Just as Xu Hong wanted to reach out and touch it, Xu Yan opened his hand unceremoniously.
"Wait, then why is it motionless?"
Xuhong stared at it for a while, then suddenly asked
"Asuras born from moisture have manifested themselves, why won't Sariputta suppress them?"
"It's a good thing not to move! Read more books when you have time!"
Xu Yan looked helpless, "Buddha is too lazy to pay attention to you, go ask Xu Yu yourself!"
"Senior Brother Xuyu?"
"It is indeed a good thing not to move. This means that my junior brother is still in the process of visualization and has not failed in his visualization and has been hooked into the path of Asura."
Xu Yu responded with a smile
"If the relic makes some move, then my junior brother has made a mistake in his visualization, and I'm afraid he will have no connection with this method of visualization."
"Oh, oh!" Xuhong suddenly understood and nodded thoughtfully.
Behind Baizhu, who had his eyes closed tightly, the skinny and sinister-faced Asura of Asura became more and more solidified, and his eyes were showing signs of brilliance little by little.
The tall, fat monk stared blankly, and was silent for a moment.
He had also practiced this method of contemplation, but unfortunately the Asura intention became stronger and stronger day by day. Even his own Zen principles and the relics could no longer suppress it, so he had to bear the pain and give it up.
But Xu Yan, like the current Baizhu, has also seen the scenery in Guanli.
It was a prosperous scenery that was very different from today's.
Is the world in the meditation sutra the upper world?
His eyes became increasingly dazed and motionless.
At the end, Xu Hong suddenly heard a sigh coming from Xu Yan beside him.
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Baizhu, who was meditating with his eyes closed, naturally could not hear the conversation outside and was not aware of the existence of the relic.
Even his consciousness was chaotic, as if he had fallen into endless darkness.
Without Bai Shu, walking on the boundless sea is just a new born Asura of moisture.
I don't know how long it took, but the newly born Asura suddenly stopped on a dark cave in the cliff. Inside, there was a faint sound of laughter.
He listened blankly for a while, then suddenly raised his legs and walked in.
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