Chapter 133 Entering reincarnation, becoming a god
Lu Zhengkang sat deep in the Dharma hall, on the high lecture platform.
It's time.
Xiangshu had already summoned him from the dark place.
Both the inside and outside of the Dharma Hall, with its windows and doors wide open, were filled with Buddhist and Taoist lay people.
These bald heads stood quietly, like wooden poles poking into the stone slabs, like a group of silent grass and trees, like migratory birds gliding in the wind. They were both quiet and full of strong emotions.
It's been a whole day.
All day long, before the sun had risen, Lu Zhengkang sat on the high platform, while the believers stood below and looked at him.
By now, the red sun is setting in the west.
Sunlight shines in from the tall square window frames, melting golden and transparent rhombic pillars in the shadows of the house. Dust particles collide in them, sinking and rising, either breaking away from the light pillars, entering, or returning to the light pillars.
…Who can tell the difference? Can they tell the difference themselves?
There is a ray of light shining on the high platform, and the golden glow is like paint coating the body. Lu Zhengkang has completely got rid of the definition of human beings in such sunshine and gaze. He will be a higher-level existence in his tranquility.
Through his form, one can see the superiority.
Lu Zhengkang's heart was filled with delirium, which gradually weakened his sense of the Sambhogakaya.
Getting weaker little by little.
So, it's time.
In the silent Dharma world, Lu Zhengkang's throat rolled, and low thunder roared from his chest, deafening and deafening, the houses shook, and the mountains and forests rustled.
The surging upper edge, the fountain of fate.
The soul just flew out suddenly and floated high.
Lu Zhengkang carefully felt this simple world.
The name chanted loudly by the believers.
"Nawu Luyuan Bodhisattva."
The bodies of the incarnations in the crowd glowed faintly. At the end, he caught a certain inspiration and raised his left hand to point to the east. The fingertips were just at the edge of the light pillar, glowing with a star's shimmering light, shining brightly into everything.
The human heart. That is not a finger, that is a torch and a lighthouse.
The mortal body in this world just sits like this, pointing, slowly disappearing, just like the shadow in the light, the dark existence is dissolved, everything returns to its original appearance, the appearance of nothing at the beginning.
Some shed tears, some showed compassion, and of course some showed uncontrollable joy...
Lively faces growing on a rigid and meaningless body were Lu Zhengkang's last thoughts before leaving this world.
The upper edge, the great upper edge, the upper edge is a description of the foundation of the universe, both as an individual and as a whole.
The deep upper edge aggregate makes up the world on the surface, but what is in the deep layer?
Lu Zhengkang's upper edge beads shook slightly, and the bad karma suddenly broke away, and the rolling gray traces turned into lively faces, without bodies, but some oval-shaped things, they circled around Lu Zhengkang,
The vortex on the upper edge was lifted up, revealing a deep pit and valley.
The boundless, endless valley ends below the surface, beyond all manifestations.
And in Lu Zhengkang's understanding ability, the specific shape of existence still appeared. He was referring to an existence in the depths, Xiangshu.
"You! Here you go..."
Lu Zhengkang is a little spark. He floats on the sea of light. Under the huge storm on the sea surface, the turbulence caused by those faces, and the vortex formed by the faces, a huge body gradually reveals its vicious clues, with ten arms and eight
Face, iron body, copper head, red hair, long arms, sharp claws.
Eight faces and hundreds of eyes, joy, anger, sorrow, fear, cunning, greed, ignorance, madness, countless deep emotions are struggling and twisting on the face, and the beautiful and fine eyes on it blink regularly, the crystal-like eyes
There is a strange layer of nebula floating on the membrane, like the accumulation of old people's dirt.
Each of the ten arms holds ten divine swords, but nine of them are intact, and only one has its blade left.
A huge fang mouth grew between the chest and abdomen, and the lead-gray gums were oozing with black blood, dripping from the pale fangs.
The big mouth expanded, and it was like another whirlpool. The tunnel of flesh and blood led to the sinking. Lu Zhengkang could actually see countless human bodies climbing upwards.
"Death! Death! Death!" They surged like waves, making hoarse and terrifying high notes.
Lu Zhengkang's upper edge bead is like a little flame.
He is already a figure like the moon, but Xiangshu is like the real deep space of the universe.
If the Prime Minister asks him to surrender, who can refuse to surrender?
The top is no higher than the sky, and the bottom is no thicker than the earth.
But Lu Zhengkang didn't believe it.
The sky is high and the sky is high. Is his existence just used to acknowledge some established things?
The magnificent Sambhogakaya slowly appeared.
If the Xiangshu is darkness and monster, then the Sambhogakaya is compound and natural.
A big dream from a past life.
The honor and splendor of this life.
The golden light around the Sambhogakaya faded slightly, revealing a face...
One hundred eyes and one face.
Hollow Knight!
"bass!"
The bone nail is unsheathed!
Familiar feeling, familiar feeling!
"cut!"
With one nail, the storm can be settled!
At the upper edge of the violent surge, the walls of the whirlpool shrank, and a little light pushed against a mountain and squeezed into the place behind the whirlpool.
…
Lu Zhengkang looked at Xiangshu calmly.
The bone nails in his hand stabbed into his chest, and they were falling.
Deep in the upper edge, the foundation of the universe.
Countless messages turned into whispers in the ears, which were basically incomprehensible.
He has reached reincarnation.
Reincarnation is a circle. Those from outside come in and keep pouring in, and those inside come out one after another.
The dead soul is just a passer-by in reincarnation, here it is mainly responsible for the renewal and reincarnation of the upper realm.
Lu Zhengkang felt that his upper body was being imprisoned layer by layer.
Quan Hongming’s soul seed is also here.
Just in time, I can wash away bad luck here.
Reincarnation is an objective phenomenon, and Lu Zhengkang is eager to understand its operation and master this power.
Only in this way can he make the Pure Land Pearl possess the property of everlasting life, instead of being a greedy monster that benefits himself at the expense of others.
Xiangshu also stared at Lu Zhengkang. He was hit by a bone nail and could not move, so he looked at Lu Zhengkang with a strange expression.
This feeling is like being watched by a judge.
"You are resisting fate! You are all traitors! I am the only one who obeys the way of heaven and is in charge of destruction!"
Lu Zhengkang listened quietly to the whisper in his ear, and never forgot to say: "Go on, I'm listening."
And Xiangshu really said a few more words, "The power of the picture scroll is limited. I want to destroy this world and make everything new!"
"You, little monk, and the little blacksmith, if you try to gain fame, you will perish forever!"
Lu Zhengkang said sarcastically: "You are acting on behalf of Heaven, and you are just a person with selfish desires like you?"
The whispers in my ears got louder.
Lu Zhengkang noticed the existence of the third person deep in Shangyuan.
Taller, no, not tall, but superior!
The so-called existence or absence of transcendence is the cause of all things.
Those countless voices echoed in Lu Zhengkang's heart.
"I see."
Xiangshu was furious, "No! Why should you choose him? I am the only one!"
He broke away angrily, suddenly forced open the restraints, threw Lu Zhengkang away, and turned around to disappear, just like a husband who discovered an affair and hurried home.
Lu Zhengkang slowly closed his eyes.
Knowledge, mystery, history.
He wants to know.
But he cannot understand the mysterious knowledge, which is received by the Sambhogakaya.
He is slowly growing here, and he wants to go deeper into reincarnation, even if that will put his reincarnation at great risk.
…
"You go ahead."
A little bit of soul drifts away, leaving the reincarnation.
…
At some point a familiar soul came here.
It's Sun Lizhai and the others.
Following the connection between them, they continue to move forward into a world they cannot understand.
Benyou led the other thirteen people.
Because he has opened some clairvoyances, he can roughly see the upper edge.
This place is like a deep sea, full of turbulence, and further steps are extremely difficult.
A terrifying monster appeared on the road in front of them.
"The smell of the little monk! Eat you! Let him know what pain is!"
The souls trembled.
With big hands stretched out, there is no way to escape.
The sharp claws are about to destroy them all.
A punch in the air!
"How bold!"
The big jade-white fist hit Xiangshu's ferocious face, knocking him away.
Then he opened his fist into a palm and scooped up a few souls.
Lift out of the water.
There is light shining.
They all saw it.
A solemn face and beautiful antlers.
Between the antlers, a little pearl shines like a pure white sun hanging high in the sky.
