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Chapter 2120 Murder! (3)

Chaos Sea, Deep.

In front of a towering mountain.

The mountain is also bare, without any vegetation, and there is no sign of life, with large and yellow rocks exposed.

This mountain looks extremely strange. The middle of the top of the mountain is high and the two ends are low. From a distance, it looks like a head and shoulders. A single peak is formed in the middle of the mountain, and the shape looks like you have your hands folded together.

Therefore, from a distance, this huge mountain is like a naturally formed stone Buddha, with its body towering, its hands folded, and looking down at all.

The magnificent mountain body exudes a majestic momentum, like an ancient Buddha with a majestic body standing tall, with a solemn appearance, and his hands folded together, pitying all living beings, and invisibly there is a majestic momentum of supreme majesty spreading.

When people see it, they will inevitably feel a sense of awe.

At this time, a young figure was sitting in front of the huge mountain. He was wearing a monk's robe, with a firm face and a determined look. He sat cross-legged on the ground, his hands folded, and was reciting Buddhist teachings.

In the Chaos Sea, the purple-blue mist rolling like a tide is surging violently. However, when these purple-blue mists swept towards the stone Foshan, they separated along the two sides like tides, and did not cover the area where the stone Foshan is located.

Therefore, the ground area where the young monk sat cross-legged was not covered by purple-blue mist, only the cold moon shining on the full moon above his head.

This young monk was dikong. His face was filled with respect, and his whole body and mind were empty, as if he had entered a state of ethereality.

He was reciting Buddhist scriptures, his voice became louder and louder, and the light of Buddha nature that spread out his body became more and more intense.

In the end, the Buddhist teachings recited by Dikong seemed to resonate with the stone Foshan, making the magnificent sounds of Buddhist teachings echoed in the dark.

At that moment—

boom!

Dikong was shocked, and his whole person's consciousness seemed to have fallen into another space, giving him the feeling that his consciousness had been withdrawn and was in a unique space.

The surroundings were dark and seemed chaotic, but his consciousness remained awake and ethereal in his decision.

At the same time, Dikong could not sense the existence of his body. It seemed that under this strange space, his consciousness was isolated from his body.

Just as I felt surprised and a little uneasy in the sky, a sound that seemed old, quaint, and magnificent.

"What is Buddha?"

The sound came from nowhere, but the consciousness of the earth and the sky heard it, just because the sound rang directly in the origin of his consciousness, and the words seemed vicissitudes and ancient, and were ancient.

But Dikong can understand it. It is like a kind of Taoist sound of its own origin. Even if it is said in ancient words, Dikong still understands its meaning.

"Don't do evil, do good.

To purify one's own mind is called all Buddhas."

Instinctively, Dikong responded with a voice, which was like a Zen question, testing his own Buddha nature and his understanding of the mystery of "Buddha".

"What is law?"

The magnificent sound rang again, hitting the origin.

Dikong's heart shook, and he thought for a moment. He immediately put his hands together, recited the Buddha's name and said frankly: "Original existence, present, present, present, present, present, present. There are Dharmas in the three lives, and there is no such thing."

Then, Dikong added: "The Buddha is in his heart, and there is Dharma in his heart. The Buddha saves all living beings, and Dharma reaches all realms."

"good!"

The ancient and vicissitudes of business sounded, and seemed to agree with Di Kong's answer.

At the same time, Dikong faintly felt that there were other similar spaces, and some fluctuations came. The magnificent and ancient sound came faintly, but it was not heard clearly.

Dikong's face was stunned. He couldn't help looking around, and a puzzled heart arose - could there be someone else in such a unique space? He was accepting the Buddhist verse and Zen question that hits the origin?

In fact, the conjecture of Earth and Sky is not wrong.

On the other side of the mountain, there was also a figure sitting cross-legged. This was a young Buddha son wearing a monk's robe and solemn appearance. This was actually the Buddha's sage son of the ancient Buddha sect.

At this time, the consciousness of the Buddha Son was also in a unique space, and there were also magnificent and ancient voices sounding in the origin of his consciousness, asking what Buddha is and what Dharma is.

The Buddha's Holy Son answered in a proper manner based on his original heart.

At this moment, in another space, Dikong was thinking about what kind of space this is?

A thought suddenly arises in his mind, thinking, could it be that this is the space within that mountain?

That magnificent and ancient sound is an inquiry into the origin of Buddhism and Taoism engraved on this mountain?

Ask the Buddha first and then the Dharma. Isn’t it a Buddhist Dharma together?

Is this a test?

Just as I was thinking, the magnificent voice suddenly rang again in the origin of his consciousness—

"What is merit?"

Dikong's face turned solemn, and a firmness flashed in his eyes. He responded: "I wish to use my merits to adorn the Buddha's Pure Land, repay the four levels of grace, and relieve the sufferings of the three paths. If anyone who sees and hears, he will develop the Bodhicitta, eliminate past karma, and attain the supreme enlightenment together."

"You can only become a Buddha with such a great aspiration." The magnificent voice sounded, and then the voice suddenly slammed, carrying a supreme power that oppressed people's hearts, and shouted loudly, "How can all things in the world become Buddhas?"

"I wish for Ksitigarbha, hell will not become a Buddha if he is not empty!"

Dikong blurted out without any hesitation, nor was he afraid of the supreme momentum that forced people's hearts, and expressed his true thoughts in his heart.

And this true idea is exactly the Tao he chose and the martial arts spirit he insists on!

"good!"

The magnificent sound rang out, and then Dikong felt his consciousness withdraw from this unique space like a tide.

The next moment, Dikong suddenly felt that his consciousness had returned to his original body, and he once again sensed the existence of his body.

at the same time--

Boom!

The sound of the earth shaking mountains sounded, and I saw the entire Shifo Mountain body releasing infinite lights. The Buddha's light shines everywhere, reflecting the heavens. A breath of Buddhist teachings that are boundless and powerful, and are overwhelming, storing the wind and clouds, causing the heavens to lose their color.

A ray of light containing boundless Buddha nature suddenly condensed in the majestic and majestic ancient Foshan body. This light spread across the sky and poured into the forehead of the earth.

Immediately afterwards, a wisp of extremely unique gas overflowed in the mountain.

After this wisp of gas was born, it caused the void to shake, as if it had collapsed this space.

It was just a wisp of gas, but it contained a weight of ten thousand pounds, which attracted the sounds and thunders of the Tao in the world, rolling like a tide, presenting various strange phenomena.

The earth and sky sensed this wisp of gas, which gave him a feeling of chaos, as if it contained the beginning of all the ways, as if it was the source of all the origins, and it began to float above his head.

"Is this...the chaotic energy?"

Instinctively, the earth and the sky have such a feeling.

At this moment, Dikong suddenly realized that a murderous intent filled with greed and violent suddenly came and enveloped him.

Dikong turned his head suddenly and saw a Buddhist son wearing a monk's robe walking slowly under the night, his eyes were covered in blood, staring at Dikong and staring at the wisp of chaotic aura.


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