On the mountainside of the Snowy Mountains, palaces stand on a steep hillside. The red and white city walls, dotted golden domes and treasure buildings look extremely white and sacred in the midday sun, reflecting the beautiful and dazzling brilliance of the Snowy Mountains.
It's extremely noble and majestic when you go up there.
A total of more than 7,500 Snow Mountain monks gathered in front of the palace. The leader was his Dharma Master, who can also be called the Dharma King. He was a quasi-god who had gathered thousands of years of aspiration from the Snow Mountains and condensed his divinity.
It embodies the priesthoods of [Da Snow Mountain], [Da Snow Mountain Buddhism], etc. Around him are the five-party Dharma Protectors who are equivalent to high-level legends, and the twenty-seven masters who are equivalent to ordinary legends.
But at this moment, these thirty-two legendary professionals are staring at the east, and they can already see the surging crowd at the bottom of the Snowy Mountains.
‘It’s just the right day to resolve these evil obstacles at once, unify the Snow Mountain Plateau, and build my Buddha’s throne...'
The Dharma King of the Snowy Mountains looked at the approaching crowd, with a sarcastic smile on his face. The building under him was originally built by him. After hundreds of years of continuous expansion, it has experienced wind and snow, earthquakes, avalanches, etc.
Natural disasters have been reestablished again and again, and have become the belief of many people in the Snowy Mountains. It is also his divine kingdom on earth. If he stays here, even if the weak and powerful true god comes to the world, he is sure to suppress one or two.
Therefore, he allowed Milo and other new rebels to clean up the many chaotic sects in the Snowy Mountains. In the eyes of this Dharma King, those cleaned sects had fallen into heretics and were not worthy of redemption, just like the surging crowd below.
He couldn't afford to cause any trouble, and the only thing he was afraid of was the leader walking at the front.
‘This guy’s temperament is a bit familiar! I seem to have seen it somewhere...’
Daxueshan Dharma King slowly turned the prayer tube in his hand, and the delicate touch suddenly reminded him of it.
'It seems that the guy's temperament was like this more than a hundred years ago. In this case, ordinary methods cannot be used...'
Thinking of this, the Karmapa smiled, took off his prayer tube, and spun it in the air. He formed the Great Chakra Seal himself and raised his fists high above his head.
Immediately, a ray of light emerged between the handprints, and countless illusory figures condensed by the light sat and chanted sutras. Some of these figures looked like Buddhas, some looked like Bodhisattvas, some were half humans and half beasts, and even more.
The person is directly a god from another world.
Sounds like Sanskrit and demonic sounds echoed in all directions, and countless swastikas flew out, turning into a big hand and grabbing at the crowd below.
Milo, who was standing at the front, had a sallow complexion and a look of sorrow. When he saw the fallen palm, he just slowly stretched out a finger. As he raised his hand, his originally thin body began to fill up and his muscles became full.
The appearance that was originally like a rotten tree has become a treasure and solemn one.
But even if he is surrounded by the sacred aura, Milo's face is like a Bodhisattva, like a deity, but the complex emotions in his eyes and the aura that makes people involuntarily share the sorrow and pain will not make people think that he is the incarnation of the Buddha.
He will be regarded as the ever-changing Great Freedom King.
The fingers and palms came into contact, and countless streams of light flew. Unlike Milo who stood in the same place, the Dharma King of Daxueshan took several steps back in succession, and the prayer tube above his head fell into Milo's hand.
"How can it be!"
The Dharma King of Daxue Mountain stood firm again and formed seals with his hands. Green and white colors appeared on his body, but the surface of his skin was covered with fine cracks. It was obvious that the previous move was broken by Milo and suffered severe backlash.
The Master Mingwang beside him also changed his expression and stepped forward to help, manifesting many phantoms of the Buddha's Dharma.
It has to be said that although the Buddhism of these guys is distorted, they have also obtained some true inheritance from Milo's nine-level personality system. No more, no less, thirty-two legendary professionals, and the Dharma King is exactly thirty-three.
People are attracted by the scene of the thirty-three days of Mount Sumeru in the Wonderful Heaven.
The different-colored Buddha light spreads outward, seeming to envelop all the Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, Vajra, Mingwang, Jialan, and all the heavens. The crowd is waiting for the opportunity. All the professionals who have condensed the names of the Buddha and the inaugurated monks only feel that they are
My limbs are weak, and my strength is constantly being extracted from all around.
Even the Buddha's light around Mi Luo's body was always bright and dim, changing constantly. Seeing this, the Dharma King of Daxue Mountain showed a smile: "If you are willing to submit to my way, I will grant you the position of Dharma Protector Ming King and allow you to open another sect in Daxue Mountain."
, enjoy the worship of boundless people.”
When Milo heard this, he just sneered, gently shook the prayer tube in his hand, and said with a smile: "You have killed me so many times, and you finally see my problem?"
Milo raised his head, and a black light suddenly appeared above his head, soaring into the sky. He opened his mouth and swallowed the filthy evil energy of the people around him, forming a blue-black body with five skulls on his head and three wide-open eyes.
, the mane is erect, a large rosary made of fifty human skulls hangs around the neck, the arms are placed on the chest, the left hand holds a skull bowl filled with blood, the right hand holds a moon-shaped knife, and the middle of the arms is horizontal.
A short stick, standing on two legs, with a blazing fire behind it.
This is a very typical two-armed Mahakala form, but as soon as this form took shape, the prayer tube in Milo's hand began to break, and little black streams of light merged into the Mahakala form on top of Milo.
In an instant, two illusory arms were condensed on the top of Mahakala's arms. In one hand, the short stick between the legs was transformed into a trident, and in the other hand, a sword was condensed. The sitting posture also changed into a posture with legs facing each other.
An easy seat with a slightly curved interior.
At this time, the four-armed Mahakala sky phase has not yet been completed, but as soon as this phase came out, in the many palaces in the Snowy Mountains, many pale magic weapons with delicate touch and some bones broke apart, and strands of black energy gathered, making
Its arms continued to solidify, and at the same time another pair of arms began to solidify.
At this time, the black sky on the top of Miluo's body faded away from black and turned blue. There was an extra piece of tiger skin around his waist, and a large flower snake on his neck. There were also many venomous snakes swimming among the five skeletons on the top.
Walking, crawling out of the skull's eye sockets from time to time.
And the tambourine gradually condensed on the extra arm.
This scene has frightened the Dharma King of the Snow Mountain. They tried to suppress it with the power of thirty-three days, but Milo just laughed.
The Dharma of Mahakala is closely related to the Tathagata Mahakala. According to the theory of Daxueshan Buddhism, Mahakala is the angry Dharma manifested by Tathagata Mahakala, which symbolizes his anger and will to subdue demons. And because it originates from
The Great Sun Tathagata, therefore Mahakala has the ability to dispel the light.
At this moment, Milo raised his eyes and saw endless darkness. The surface of the Thirty-three Heavens was like a dark sky covering the monks in the Snowy Mountains. For a moment, all dharma was extinguished, and everything seemed to be heading towards the end.
belonging.
At the same time, the Mahakala Dharma sign established by Milo raised his hand and threw away the skull bowl filled with human blood in his palm. The blood spilled out, immediately dyeing the sky with blood. Then dark clouds gathered and a rain of blood poured down, extremely rich.
The atmosphere of blood evil, curse, resentment and torture is overflowing.
In the blink of an eye, the originally glorious and majestic palaces in the Snowy Mountains fell from the pure land of Buddhism into the demonic realm of Shura.
[Torture], [Pain], [Disaster], [Anger], [Sadness], [Pain] Broken priestly information flashed through Milo's eyes one by one. At this time, he was no longer just himself.
He has been reincarnated in the Snowy Mountains dozens of times and has been blessed by the power of the entire Snowy Mountains, and has also triggered the sin and pain accumulated in this land.
But this kind of breath and power comes from the oppression of Buddhist believers. Once released, it immediately pollutes the Buddha's light, penetrates the soul, erodes the power of thoughts, and pollutes the mind. The bodies of countless monks are stained with unknown and turbidity.
The blood color allowed them to take a step further in the evil field that was already explored to a high degree, and by the way, they were tainted with the power of the chaotic camp.
What frightened the monks on the Snow Mountain even more was that as the blood fell, more magical instruments in the building began to break. Many magical instruments that had been passed down for hundreds of years and had long been soaked in the light of the Buddha also leaked out little bits of dirty blood.
"How could this be?"
The Dharma King of the Snowy Mountains felt the collapse of his divine kingdom, and showed an expression of horror and disbelief. A blazing fire of karma had been ignited around his body. It was the flame of the sin-forgiving and merciful image that evolved in hell, and has now become the universe.
As a means of self-purification, it even provides a priesthood called "Karma Fire" for the "Reincarnation Emperor" who evolves into a sin-forgiving and compassionate person.
The power of this priesthood made many powerful true gods shun away. Quasi-gods like the Dharma King of the Snow Mountain naturally had no ability to resist. He relied on the little divinity and power accumulated in his body to look at Milo angrily and uttered a shrill curse.
When Milo heard this, he just whispered: "What you have experienced today is only one ten thousandth of the sins you committed in the past. You promised all living beings a pure land after death, but you failed to perform your duties. Now your karma has accumulated.
The fire is burning, so what is there to be angry about? If you really want to curse, then I will accept your curse and I am willing to bear all the sins under the snow-capped mountains."
As the words fell, many white bones emerged from the feet of Mahakala, crawling towards the angry Dharma form of the Great Sun Tathagata, tearing the flesh and blood from his body.
But what is surprising is that the torn flesh and blood of Mahakala contains a dazzling brilliance, like the morning sun. When the bones swallow it into their mouths, all the depression, unwillingness, resentment and despair surrounding them instantly dissipate, and the bones turn their heads.
Looking at the cheering crowd below, looking at one or a few of them, according to the slight impression left during his lifetime, he clasped his hands and knelt under the Mahakala sky.
Then the next white bones stepped forward on the kneeling bones that had lost power, further tearing apart the "flesh" of Mahakala.
Traces of blood gradually appeared on Milo's holy and strange appearance. Almost every time a piece of "flesh" was missing from Mahakala, there would be an additional wound on Milo's body.
In just a few minutes, Milo was already covered with scars. Many monks following him stepped forward to stop Bai Gu, but Milo stopped him and whispered: "They died because of their devout belief in Buddhism.
There is no peace even after death. Now that I have inherited the orthodox Buddhist teachings and cut off the heretic evil spirits, I should also give them an explanation."
"But now they have been reincarnated and are about to have a good life. Why do you, Dharma King, give up your physical body in this world?"
A female monk could not understand Milo's choice. As one of the few legendary professionals present, she could feel that most of these bones had become companions of herself and others, while a few were as useless as the previous Snow Mountain monks.
Second, it is obvious that they have already rotated, and now the bones are nothing but the resentment left by the past and the echo of death formed by the power of Mahakala.
To put it simply, these bones are just the resentment left by the dead in the past, not the real dead.
Milo just shook his head: "Such resentment is rooted in my mind. If I don't get rid of it, I'm afraid it will be traced back to their reincarnation, causing people in this life to suffer more suffering. Besides, we shouldn't
Because people in this life are compensated, it denies the suffering experienced by people in previous lives, and someone should give them an explanation."
After saying that, half of Miluo's body had been eaten clean, revealing the white bones that looked like diamond-colored glass. The last white bones had clasped their hands together and knelt at Milo's feet. A bit of his skin squirmed with flesh and blood, and his mouth opened and closed, and he continued.
Said: "Besides, there will be no need for a Dharma King in the Snowy Mountains in the future. By understanding the true meaning of Buddhism, you can preach everywhere and save all sentient beings."
"What about you, Dharma King?"
"I will transform into the Great Sun Tathagata, without thoughts or thoughts, to safeguard the inheritance of Buddhism..."
As he spoke, Milo formed a seal with his hands, and his whole body was ignited with fire. The broken skin sac melted away, and the twelve finger-sized glazed relics soared into the air and merged into the equally illusory and uncertain Mahakala Dharma.
In an instant, a ray of Buddha's light like a bright sun emerged from the Mahakala sky, shining everywhere in the Snowy Mountains.
At the same time, there are two more illusory and uncertain names in the Miluo Treasure Scroll in the Emerald Palace. One is from the third grade [Great Sun Tathagata Angry Dharma Sign Mahakala Sky]. This name has basically condensed into shape. With Miluo's gaze,
When it fell, Buddhist and Taoist names gathered around it, quickly stabilizing it.
The other one is the [Great Sun Tathagata] above [Maikala Sky], which is ranked as the second-ranked one. It is very illusory and can only be said to have a shadow. However, after its appearance, [Pure Buddha] also seems to be showing signs of transformation.
, all of a sudden there were bursts of Buddha's light in the Emerald Palace, and the [talisman-holding immortal] looked displeased. He waved the fly whisk up and down in his hand, and the black and white light rotated, suppressing the tumbling Buddha's light.
[The Talisman-Holding Immortal] walked up to Milo, looked at the slight sadness in his eyes, and showed a little satisfied smile: "It seems that you have gained a lot this time. Most of your humanity has been restored. This is the character."
Is it a little offset?"
"I think it's just right. Only by experiencing suffering and accepting suffering can I feel a little bit more sympathetic to the suffering beings. And I think I handled it well this time. I don't need to show off to others, as long as I finish what I should do.
Just leave, I believe they can do the rest themselves."
[The Talisman-Holding Immortal] heard this and laughed and said: "So, now you don't want to save everything, but instead turn to the guarantee mechanism for all living beings?"
"I will still save you if I need to, but that will no longer be my main job, but a matter for Pardon Ci Zun and others. Personally speaking, I do stand on the Nine Heavens on weekdays. It is better as a final guarantee mechanism.
.”
"If you think so, I will follow you and ask you again after some time."