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0535 The Buddha of Namo is free and happy

Seeing that these treasures were useless, Yu Xian suddenly remembered the Shijue copper furnace that had just blocked thirty-three Buddhist beads.

He had snatched this copper furnace from Jia Xu for some time, but unfortunately he had no way of refining it.

It is precisely because of this that I don’t feel distressed at all when disaster strikes.

Yu Xian's eyes fell on the copper furnace and he slapped it with a heavy palm decisively.

The surging killing power rushed into the copper furnace without restraint, forcibly activating the formation above.

As far as Yu Xian could see, he saw many patterns on the copper furnace collapsed, scattered, flickering and disappearing.

Most of the remaining ones were forcibly awakened by Yu Xian.

The dormant art of war immediately came to life, breathing in and out of the holes of the copper furnace like a living creature.

In the face of this pure killing power.

Those praying light balls were only slightly close to the space where the copper furnace was located, and they melted as quickly as snowflakes under the scorching sun.

Countless people from all over the world who had prayed to Buddhism stopped what they were doing in a daze.

Then they seemed to be in the wilderness. In the blink of an eye, they were rushed out by the soldiers and horses, and their heads fell to the ground. Some others seemed to have lost their feet and fell into the pit, and then were smashed into mud by the falling rocks. Again.

Some were struggling in the stormy waves, shooting arrows in a blink of an eye, the red-hot arrows ignited the sails, and were desperate in the sea of ​​fire and waves. Others, their companions were alienated and turned against each other, and fierce pursuits followed one after another. Within five steps,

Everyone is an enemy...

The people were running around in a daze and panic. They could only vaguely see the appearance of a Buddha holding a woman, towering over the battlefield.

The Buddha watched the killing below indifferently and condoned their death.

After a trance, those who prayed to the people came back to their senses.

Then he trembled all over.

Is this the Buddha we believe in?

Under this strong impact, the faith of many people gradually dissipated, and some cowards became more frightened.

Zuo Rong saw the light of the thirty-three Buddha beads scattering and dimming for a moment, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

He recited the Vajra Mantra and tried to win back the city.

But how could the military treasure that Jia Xu had sacrificed and refined for a long time be so easily broken?

Zuo Rong's face turned stern, "What a demon, so difficult to deal with! If you don't put down the butcher's knife, you'll have to turn around!"

As he spoke, a huge golden lotus came out of his mouth.

As soon as the golden lotus appeared in the world, it released thousands of rays of light, shining in all directions.

Those illusory sword killings and the cold shadow of Buddha in the void were also reflected out of thin air.

Zuo Rong sneered.

The golden lotus rotated slightly, and a law that was never easy to change came down.

——Everything is impermanent!

On that slaughtering battlefield, those sentient beings who gathered together by fate immediately fell into the fate of impermanence.

The dead are resurrected and the living are destroyed.

The Taoist soldiers turned into living beings, and the living beings held swords and weapons.

Then in the blink of an eye, it was reincarnated several times!

All those who were illuminated by the golden lotus, whether they were Taoist soldiers or sentient beings, stood sluggishly.

These people's thoughts and understandings have been turned upside down several times in a short period of time, and they have completely lost their self-understanding.

Everyone looked around in fear.

Before this moment, they were such characters.

After this moment, they are the same people again.

Then who are you?

What determines them is their identity? Is it their stance? Is it recognition? Or is it memory?

In this endless reincarnation, which one is me?

As the battlefield fell into dead silence, the golden lotus turned slightly, and another law descended.

——All dharmas have no self!

As the light of the golden lotus shines, the minds of those people seem to have reached an extremely high level out of thin air.

Right under the eyes of the Buddha who was above the battlefield, he was looking at the battlefield below.

The originally stagnant scene seemed to be suddenly activated.

Those newly transformed Tao soldiers brutally killed those living beings who prayed.

As for the newly awakened praying beings, they were not as ferocious as the Tao soldiers, and they were just struggling feebly.

Life and death, death and death.

Those people are like outsiders, watching this endless reincarnation.

Sometimes they are Tao soldiers, sometimes they are sentient beings.

However, it was precisely because of this superior look that they all had a clear understanding from the bottom of their hearts.

Each of these reincarnations and these karmic encounters is not me.

Zuo Rong looked at Yu Xian whose expression changed greatly, and sneered, shaking Jin Lian again.

The golden lotus turned slightly again and lowered a law.

——The silence of Nirvana.

As the light of the golden lotus shone, the chaotic battlefield instantly returned to calm as if frozen.

It's just that the calm this time is different from before.

Both the sentient beings who prayed and the Tao soldiers who killed all lost their lives at the same time.

Everyone standing high in the air was stunned for a moment.

Then an inexplicable meaning came to my mind.

No matter the previous life, this life, or the next life.

Whether it's waiting for death in fear, or killing ruthlessly in numbness.

It seems that there is no silence at this moment, and it is more peaceful.

No matter whether it is birth, whether it is old age, whether it is illness, whether it is death, whether it is resentment or resentment, whether it is love and separation, whether it is the five yin raging, whether it is not getting what you want.

These inborn sufferings are the relief that comes in the face of Nirvana.

Finally relieved.

As all thoughts become empty and their body and mind become at ease, those people become happy for a moment.

Each one of them knelt on the clouds, facing the indifferent shadow of the Buddha holding the beauty, and sincerely praised, "Namo is the Great Self-Happiness Buddha."

As everyone praised him, Yu Xian's face showed extreme fear.

The soft Buddha's light emerged from Yu Xian's body again, and the phantom of the Buddha behind him became clearer and clearer.

Once the wishes of all living beings come true and Yu Xian truly converts to Buddhism, then Yu Xian's self-consciousness will be completely killed and become the appearance of all living beings' wishes.

At that time, even if Yu Xian became a Buddha, what was the difference between him and a wooden carving made of clay that could be used by Buddhism?

However, this Buddhism method of salvation was something Yu Xian had never heard of before, and all the skills in his hands were completely unable to cope with it.

Are you just waiting to die like this?!

Yu Xian was in despair when the Buddha's shadow suddenly changed.

The beautiful woman who was originally held in Yu Xian's arms slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes were bloodshot, full of madness and killing.

Yu Xian had been staring at the phantom, waiting for his slow death, so he naturally noticed this change immediately.

He opened his mouth and shouted, "What, what's going on?!"

Even though he knew it was just an illusion, Yu Xian felt a little frightened when he was caught by that gaze.

Yu Xian said and hurried to see Zuoqiu Junyi.

Zuoqiu Junyi, the instigator, was also a little stunned.

In order to prevent Yu Xian's consciousness from being completely wiped out, he used novelist methods to desperately strengthen Yu Xian's sense of existence.

After much searching for this purpose, I also used the little pornographic books written by Hei Yu Xian to the monks.

But, how could there be such a change?

Zuo Rong also saw the change in Yu Xian. He frowned and subconsciously looked at the camp behind him.

Soon, two awkward Chinese words sounded in his heart in a way that "his mind communicates".

——"You are careless, he seems to have other divine powers hidden in his body."

——"That god was awakened."


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