Chapter 40: Three Sects and the Blood Buddha is Born
The sky is gray and desolate as far as the eye can see; the land is desolate and desolate as far as the eye can see.
The battle between gods and demons caused the earth to collapse, the sky to collapse and the earth to collapse. The surrounding area was devoid of life and everything withered.
Straight into the scene of the dryness of heaven and earth.
The spiritual consciousness of Yueguan Mountain has been destroyed, most of the spiritual fire has been burned, and life has reached its end.
He looked up at the sky. There was a big opening in the sky, a crack opened, and he saw the vast sea of stars, with stars twinkling. It was the gods and demons in the sky, spying on China, with all kinds of thoughts and all kinds of causes and effects.
There are also chaotic air currents pouring into the heaven and earth of China along the cracks in the sky, like a continuous Milky Way, rushing in, trying to destroy China.
He lowered his head and looked at the ground. The ground was deeply sunk, and river water poured in, gradually turning into a vast lake with vast mist. In the long run, it may become a strange scene.
There is also a thousand-foot deep abyss with no bottom, and river water pours into it. It has been filled for a long time, like the ancient abyss of gods and demons, dark and deep, leading to an unknown realm.
There are flaws in the heaven and the earth, there are flaws in the heaven and the earth, gods, demons and humans fight, and eventually the heaven and earth are flawed, and infinite variables evolve.
Yueguan Mountain sighs, one catastrophe ends and another catastrophe arises. This world, from the beginning of its creation, to the end of destruction, the number of catastrophes is endless and endless.
China is in danger, so we have no choice but to refuse.
He stepped forward and saw a crack in the sky. His whole body was filled with spiritual fire, trying to fill the gap in the sky with his soul.
"Hahaha... Because there is darkness, we rejoice in the light; because we are in evil, we do good. Hope in the doomsday is even more precious; life after destruction is even more precious. What is the future of the world? It all depends on your destiny.<
Emperor Wa's Heaven-Mending Technique, a technique inherited from Emperor Wa's lineage, was taught by Hua Junbie Yunyi, and after a little refinement, it has reached its peak level.
The loud laughter spreads across the sky and the earth, giving full play to the determination to mend the sky.
In an instant, little spiritual fires burned, burning out wisps of spiritual energy, weaving like a net, first blocking the chaotic airflow, and then opening up the cracks in the sky.
However, Yue Guan Shan knew in his heart that with his broken and decaying soul, he could not repair the crack in the sky as before. He could only temporarily block it and sustain it for a period of time.
Just because the key to mending the sky is missing.
Just when he was thinking, a colorful glow filled the sky in the distance, coming at a very fast speed. When he looked closer, he saw half a ribbon of colorful clouds. Judging from the cracks, there was some exquisite sword energy left, which should have been cut off by a top swordsman holding a divine sword.
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Hmm...Did something happen to Fairy Island as well?
Yueguan Mountain had no time to think carefully, so it captured half of the colorful cloud belt, refined it with spiritual fire, and then transformed it through Emperor Wa's Heaven-Mending Technique to mend the cracks in the sky.
In just a moment, the crack in the sky was repaired as before.
At this time, the sea of clouds in the distance reached its peak, the impact of the yin-yang rift had subsided, and the world suddenly became clear for a moment.
As for the lack of land - Thousand-Zhang Abyss: Gods and Demons Yuangu, my apprentice Qingxiang Bailian can only leave it to you.
The soul has burned to this point, with the last ray left, and the spiritual fire gradually dwindled away, as if it could not be extinguished by the gentle blow of the wind.
The last moment of this life is to take another look at the human world. Yueguan Mountain scans China, thousands of miles away, and sees Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism; sees mountains and water; sees all living things; sees relatives and friends...
Seen everything.
The last aura, the last will, as the spiritual fire burned out, accompanied by the last poem, finally dissipated into the world.
"Dare to make the sky and the earth covered with black and yellow, sing a song that the mountains are high and the water is long. Life is a long road, sunny and windy and rainy.
Dare to ask the gods and demons to test their edge, dance with swords and shadows, and the swords will shine, and the long rivers and lakes will lead to life and death being impermanent.
But today, the crisis has jumped from the beginning, and there is no way to hide in the storm. The long road of heroes, after the moon sets on the mountain, the song ends!"
When the song ends, people disperse. When the song ends, people disperse. After the song ends, people also disperse. The world is changing with each passing day. Who remembers the history and leaves behind a few achievements?
At this point, a generation of gods and men, the three sects of Yueguan Mountain, died in the battle between gods and demons, and disappeared from the world.
It seems that the sky is sad, and the earth is also mourning. The sky suddenly falls and a continuous drizzle falls, miserably and miserably. Everything is drenched in it and feels the same sadness.
The misty water vapor rises, manifesting three major visions in the sky.
As soon as he saw Dao Youjing Xuanhuang, he stopped killing with a knife, and the knife cut off the Dao.
The second sight is that the future Buddha Sumeru will propagate the Dharma to the great thousand, and the Dharma will be destroyed and the Buddha will be destroyed.
The third time I saw the great minister of the Confucian sect, I saw him with a righteous heart, but with a crippled heart and a crippled Confucianism.
The three major visions symbolize the fall of the three religions, as well as the bumpy future of the three religions.
But for a moment, the vision faded and disappeared...
After the sky cleared up, another round of love, resentment, and blood stained the sand, and the long journey of rivers and lakes, with no return for the ambition of hegemony...
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In the cool wilderness, the strong wind blew up the sand and dust, and at the end of the fog, the demonic shadow of the Buddha stepped forward.
It can be heard that one step is to recite Buddha's name, one step is to worship Buddha, and one step is already in front of one's body.
"Namo Amitabha, all the Buddhas of the Western Bliss have perished, and my Buddha is hiding in the world and wishes to be fulfilled. Which Buddha have you attained?"
In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, and the boundless bloody energy swept over the sky and covered the earth, vowing to engulf the Buddha in front of me, and vowed to engulf this world.
The blood-dark energy is a surging sea of blood, full of extreme resentment. It was dyed by the original demonic energy and then transformed by thousands of monks, forming this blood-dark energy.
The third generation of Buddha is Zheng·Historical Wishes are like empty air and all the strength is exhausted. Looking at Zen Master Mingjue, feeling the majestic power, he can't help but bend his waist, bend his knees, and sit cross-legged in the wilderness.
He murmured: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!"
It shouldn’t, it shouldn’t, it shouldn’t be said, it’s regret, it’s hatred, it’s an unexpected change of situation!
Zen Master Mingjue pinched the Buddha's finger, placed it in front of the Zhengtian Spirit of the Third Buddha, and said with a smile: "The human world is an endless purgatory, and all living beings are suffering. Let us, the Buddha, fall together."
As soon as he finished speaking, the air of blood and darkness invaded, first staining the sea of consciousness, and then staining the physical body. The Buddha of the third generation was incompetent and unable to resist. In the shocking pain and howling, the blood-stained demon transformed.
The third generation of Buddha Zheng·Yuan Ru in the Hidden World, the head of the Jiajia Mountain lineage in the South China Sea of Buddhism, pioneered the Hinayana Buddhism, but was eventually defeated by the invasion of blood and darkness, completely sunk, and lost himself.
The most good Buddha turned from a Buddha into a demon, from a demon into blood, and finally became the most evil monster.
After a while, the wilderness suddenly became quiet. If you listen carefully, you can only hear:
"Breathe...breathe..."
Who is it? With a deep breath, the wind and clouds of heaven and earth, and the bloody and dark energy all entered his belly.
Who is it? With a long cry, there is a bloody storm, and the blood is filled in all directions.
The eyes opened, glowing with blood red eyes, filled with bloodthirsty madness.
Blood Buddha, Blood Buddha, a taboo existence in the world, Blood Buddha, finally appears.
Zen Master Mingjue said: "Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea has been destroyed. Next, we must first destroy the hypocrisy of Buddhism, and then destroy Confucianism. Taoism is rotten and stained with blood... Well... Blood Buddha, you... ah..."
At this moment, he suddenly saw the Blood Buddha pinching Zen Master Mingjue's wrist and sucking the blood-dark energy into his body.
Accident, accident, unexpected surprise.
I saw the pure Buddha light shining between the eyebrows of the Blood Buddha, protecting the last will of the third Buddha. I heard him say: "Mingjue Zen Master, you shouldn't be like this. I will suffer all kinds of sins, all kinds of cause and effect, and all kinds of blood karma.
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The Third Buddha chanted "The Sutra of Ten Thousand Principles" with righteous thoughts, taking in all the boundless blood-dark energy into his body, and then diverted a little bit of Buddha's light to pass through it, enlightening Zen Master Mingjue.
The blood-dark energy disappeared and the Buddha's light entered his body. Zen Master Mingjue regained consciousness, his face was old and withered, and he sadly said: "The old monk is about to die. My Buddha shouldn't be like this."
"Shouldn't it be right? Hahaha... Is there any right or wrong? Today I will ferry you, and you will ferry others the next day. It's enough to ferry one person back astray, hahaha..."
The Third Buddha raised his hand slightly, and a high mountain rose from the ground; he pressed his palm lightly, and a wall of a hundred-foot-deep valley appeared. He sank to the bottom of the valley, and opened a tunnel at a point on the cliff.
In the cave, he drew his finger in the air and wrote on the cave wall: "I listened to Zen under the seat of Sakyamuni... I opened up a line of Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea and created the original Hinayana Buddhism... I crossed the vast world of Hongru, I crossed
My wish to save the world is like...I..."
The last will and the last wish are to leave an unbroken line of Buddha and to spread the Hinayana Buddhism.
The Buddha's light between the eyebrows has faded, and the simple inheritance has fallen. The third Buddha is sitting cross-legged in the center of the tunnel, feeling relieved, and moving towards the heavenly spirit with a palm print.
"Bang..."
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"My Buddha..."
Zen Master Mingjue sighed, turned around and staggered away.
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With the death of the three sects Que Yue Guan Shan, the war between gods, demons and humans has come to a complete end.
On the peak a hundred miles away, Venerable Agha, the four Buddhas who purify the world of heaven and earth, turn all evil into good, and all causes and consequences, turn into light and come down, walking on the wilderness.
Venerable Ajia sighed: "In the past, my teacher Sakyamuni enlightened the future Buddha Sumeru. The scene was so close before our eyes. How could we expect that he would pass away in such a short time? It is so sad."
There is nothing more than the way to purify the world: "The future Buddha's great merits in saving the world should be passed down as Buddhist beliefs."
"Of course."
The four Buddhas were walking in the wilderness, discussing Buddhism and sutras from time to time. They came to a fork in the road, one going to Mahayana Temple and the other to Purity Terrace.
Venerable Ajia said: "Friends of Buddhism, the Ten Thousand Dharma Rock Golden Cicada Conference is about to start. At that time, we will discuss the profoundness of Buddhism again. Please."
Shiwufeidao: "Of course, please."
At this moment, I suddenly saw an arrow coming from the far sky, silent and silent, aiming directly at the pure world.
The Jingtian world is nothing more than a huge drop in Yuan Gong. If you don't notice it, you will immediately face the danger of death!
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On the peak.
The leader of the division said: "After this battle, the miserable state of China no longer has the peak combat power. It is fortunate for my demon clan. However, my good friend Shang Gong Yiye has laid out the plan for Buddhism. It is expected that it will be the end."
Shang Gong calculated the nine palaces with a leaf, and he had the pearl of wisdom in his hand, and said with a smile: