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Three hundred and eightieth chapters: March in a flash

Update time:2013-03-22

"Old Song, this is really amazing. When the Buddha's sound sounds, scriptures will automatically appear in our minds. This is really incredible."

A month later, the old man surnamed Huang came to Song Daoming, holding a thick stack of paper with densely written words in his hand. His eyes were full of disbelief, but more importantly, he was shocked.

Song Daoming glanced at him and couldn't help but smile: "This is indeed a bit strange, but it is of great value to our research. I really hope that the more Buddhist scriptures appear, the better. Lao Huang, don't you?

I found that a lot of the contents here can be found in the Buddhist scriptures above?"

The old man surnamed Huang nodded: "Of course I discovered it, that's why I said, what an incredible thing this is. It can also be said that it has helped us indescribably."

Suddenly, both of them moved their bodies, and then immediately closed their eyes. After half a quarter of an hour, both of them opened their eyes. In their eyes, there was a deep surprise at this moment.

"Quick, another scripture appears in my mind. Let's write it out quickly."

The old man surnamed Huang immediately took the paper in his hand and ran quickly to the gate of the pagoda. At this moment, Song Daoming also smiled slightly, but in his smile, he looked at the seventh floor of the pagoda.

There was a flash of complexity in his eyes, but he finally shook his head, and then moved his steps towards the pagoda.

In the blink of an eye, another month has passed

"Old Song, there are more and more scriptures appearing every day, and my hands are almost exhausted."

The old man surnamed Huang sat on a chair and complained to Song Daoming next to him.

"Haha, Lao Huang, why are you in such a hurry? Ever since the scriptures automatically appeared in our minds that day, until now, we have firmly remembered every scripture and will not forget it, so we just take our time."

Song Daoming shook his head and smiled at the old man named Huang.

"Well, I really can't understand this matter. It seems to be a bit dreamy. So I am afraid that one day, those scriptures will suddenly disappear from our minds, and then we will not remember them.

Write it down, then there will be no place to cry."

The old man surnamed Huang shook his head, then picked up the pen on the table and started writing quickly on a piece of white paper.

"Well, what you said makes sense, but now we have mobilized everyone here, even the soldiers are no exception, but there are too many scriptures, we can't exhaust ourselves to death."

Song Daoming was also a little helpless

"Well, we just have to do our best and remember as much as we can. If the scriptures in our minds never disappear in the future, it will be better. We are taking precautions before they happen."

The old man named Huang was chatting with Song Daoming while writing.

"Then let's work together"

Song Daoming nodded and began to write.

At this moment, on the seventh floor of the pagoda, on the lotus platform, in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, 480 million golden tadpoles were swimming according to the same trajectory. The moment they were swimming, a ripple swept across them.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness.

As the ripples spread, Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness continued to swell and slowly expand, but there was no gray light spot like before. At this moment, Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness looked as pure as blue crystal.

Not a trace of dirt

"Now there are 480 million ways, and there are still 360 million ways left. I don't know what time it is now?"

Qin Xuan pondered slightly in his heart. In the sea of ​​consciousness, he continued to use his spiritual consciousness to guide the golden tadpoles, making them swim according to the same trajectory. This made him unable to feel the passage of time at all.

And every time he was guiding, he would feel deeply tired, but that fatigue immediately dissipated as soon as the Buddhist sound sounded, making Qin Xuan regain his vitality.

This is naturally the reason why Qin Xuan can persist until this moment.

"Well, it's better to guide the remaining golden tadpoles here, but I don't know what will happen then?"

Thinking of those 840 million golden tadpoles all swimming according to the same trajectory, and the possible changes that might occur, Qin Xuan's heart was filled with excitement and expectation at the same time.

Afterwards, Qin Xuan started this job again, which was very hard for him, but very happy at the same time.

Another month has passed

Counting from the time Qin Xuan sat on the lotus platform to this moment today, a total of three months have passed.

During these three months, Qin Xuan suffered and was happy at the same time. In the first floor of the pagoda, all the experts, professors, and all the soldiers followed Qin Xuan, and they were both suffering and happy.

"Oh, I'm really exhausted these past three months. I don't know how I managed to hold on."

The old man surnamed Huang put down the pen in his hand and glanced at the densely written words on the white paper on the table. He couldn't help but rub his arm. On that arm, he felt a deep-seated feeling.

bone marrow pain

"Although these three months have been very hard, our gains have been great. The scriptures we have written are the summary and essence of all the Buddhist scriptures in the fifth level. If we do this, we may spend a lifetime

Nothing can be done”

Song Daoming glanced at the old man surnamed Huang, and then continued: "So although we are suffering a little now, these blessings are worth it. As long as we finish studying these manuscripts, we will definitely have some knowledge in Buddhism."

Amazing breakthrough"

"Of course I know this." The old man surnamed Huang nodded, "Oh, we are really in pain and happy now. I want to go outside to have a rest. Are you going out?"

Saying that, the old man surnamed Huang stood up.

Song Daoming also put down the pen in his hand and said: "I also went out with you and sat here for a long time, and my waist also hurts."

"Haha, just hold on for a little longer and it will be fine. As long as the Buddha's sound comes together, there will be no problems with us. We don't know how the Buddha's sound is produced. If it is mastered by us humans, then we will not need any doctors at all.

As long as someone is sick, just listen to the Buddha's message and he will be cured."

The old man named Huang smiled with emotion.

"What you're saying is that if that's the case, the world won't know which direction it's going to go."

While Song Daoming nodded, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

"Well, that's what you said. After all, this cannot be explained by science."

The old man surnamed Huang shook his head, and then the two of them walked out.

When other experts and professors who were busy in the distance saw the two going out, they also put down their pens, stood up, moved their hands and feet, and then followed them out.

At this moment, in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, 820 million golden tadpoles are swimming. As they swim, layers of ripples sweep across and spread, making Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness swell and become purer.

Some.

"There are still 20 million tadpoles left, and it doesn't take much time. Since those 700 million golden tadpoles swam according to the same trajectory, there seemed to be some kind of traction, making the remaining golden tadpoles,

And slowly swim towards that trajectory.”

Qin Xuan looked at the shock that could not be described in words in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he groaned slightly in his heart. At this moment, the expectation in his heart became stronger and stronger as time went by, causing Qin Xuan's sea of ​​​​consciousness to have a feeling.

some shocks

"Going all at once"

Qin Xuan immediately turned his spiritual consciousness into one million tadpoles, instantly covering one million golden tadpoles. With just a pull, under the traction generated by the swimming of the 820 million golden tadpoles, that

The chaotic trajectory paused for an instant, and then immediately changed.

I saw that one million golden tadpoles made the same swimming trajectory in an instant, and at that moment, they also immediately swam towards the 820 million golden tadpoles, and instantly merged together

.

And at the moment of fusion, a Buddhist sound that resounded throughout the entire universe suddenly sounded, sweeping through Qin Xuan's entire sea of ​​consciousness, the entire canyon, and the entire Buddha's ruins, and even spread far and wide.

Far

At the moment when the Buddhist sound sounded, everyone on the first floor of the pagoda paused with the pens they were writing rapidly in their hands, and then closed their eyes, feeling the solemnity and vastness of the Buddhist sound in their hearts.

This is what they did every time for three months when the sound of Buddha sounded in their hearts. To them now, this action seems to have been practiced to the extreme.

At this moment, in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness, at the moment when a million golden tadpoles merged into each other, the remaining golden tadpoles that were still in chaos suddenly paused, and then quickly swam towards the huge number of golden tadpoles.

.

While swimming, they also swam the same trajectory in an instant, and then merged into the seemingly endless group of tadpoles.

And every time it merges, a ripple spreads, and while spreading, there are also Buddhist sounds that sound, sweeping in all directions in an instant.

This caused everyone on the first floor of the pagoda below to never open their eyes since they closed their eyes, because in their hearts, at this moment, the sound of Buddha was continuously ringing, and in the sound of the sound of Buddha

, and several huge scriptures appeared in their minds in an instant.

At this moment, the more than 10 million golden tadpoles remaining in Qin Xuan's sea of ​​​​consciousness were swimming rapidly towards the more than 800 million golden tadpoles, quickly blending in, and then made the same swim.

moving trajectory.

And at the moment when the last golden tadpole merged in, the 840 million golden tadpoles suddenly stopped, and then a shocking ripple swept across, spreading out instantly at an extreme speed.

At the same time, an indescribable Buddha's voice instantly sounded in everyone's heart, sweeping across the entire desert and the entire western land, causing an indescribable feeling to fill the hearts of everyone who heard it.

The holiness and solemnity of Buddha

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