Chapter 1168 Tathagata

However, Song Zhong, who returned to the Situ Museum, turned over and over.

Look at the lights night.

There is no practice method between the lines.

Song Zhongmeng patted his head and was annoyed: "I have stayed, and the practice requires a special classics. The old devil did not read any formulas, there was no law print, and there was no corresponding posture. How do I practice?"

At this time, the candlelight was quiet, and Song Zhong was shocked.

Not only did the magic god not twist, it seemed that he didn't even say anything.

He remembered that he went in the afternoon, and it was dusk when he came out. How could he write so much in a short time.

"I remember the demon said that the monk can practice the idea." Song Zhong began to think of the vision, but no matter what he thought, he couldn't get rid of the red and vulgar world. The senior officials of the temple, but there is no immortality in any way.

If you look at the ghost fox monk in the story, he has never really seen it.

"Why."

"How do I forget, if I think about the old gentleman ..."

"Why can't I remember him?" Song Zhong groaned up and paced.

He thought about the appearance of the old gentleman carefully, but no matter how he racked his brain, there was no slightest impression. I can only find it again to find it again, hoping to remember it.

Text records still cannot form images.

As if he was thinking about a person who should not exist at all.

"Is the cultivation of Mr. Lao too high and I can't imagine it."

Song Zhong fell asleep in the thoughts.

The next day.

Songzhong ordered Xiaoyu to prepare the car to go to the stone wall, but the stone wall that should have appeared when the carriage came out of the city customs never appeared again.

"Is the old gentleman unwilling to see me, or that God will separate the guard."

Song Zhong sighed regretfully and returned to the house.

If he was in the past, he would definitely not believe it. He was a famous prodigy, but he couldn't pass the passage in the future, and he regained his interest in coldness.

In the past ten years, it has been full, but unfortunately has not seen the vastness of the repair industry, and there is no ability to fly.

I finally got a chance but heard that it was the demon god.

Even if the old devil looks like an old man, he dare not regard it as an ordinary old man.

How can the spirit of practice be extinguished like this.

In the Song Dynasty, he thought about it, and often collected stories in the museum to compile into books and prints.

Time hurried.

Seven years have passed.

Nympho

The west.

Bliss world.

Daling Mountain Temple.

One day, the world called the Buddhas, the Bodhisattva, King Kong, Jieye, Ara, Bhikkhuni, ... The Buddha light shined in three thousand realms, the lotus light was hundreds of millions of sand. The pot will.

Shizun's twins holding Buddhism and seal said: "How many years have the poor monks who have attracted the words of the Buddha?"

The replies said: "Three thousand nine hundred years."

Master sighed slightly, sighed: "The clouds are unified, the earth is prosperous, the prefectures are prosperous, the good and evil ruling, the reincarnation is born, and the world is lucky. The poor monks feel the opportunity of the Dharma. , Poor monks think this is a hell preaching. "

"this……"

The Buddhas and Bodhisattva looked at each other, but they wanted to do so.

The landfield is too suitable for the Dharma of Buddhism. It is like tailor -made for the Buddhist gate. If the Buddhist gate can control the prefecture, the Dharma will be further improved.

The Gifts of the Buddha: "Respect, the poor monks are willing to go to the prefecture to a party to persuade the Tibetan Bodhisattva."

Shizun shook his head.

"The prefecture is not the bodhisattva."

"Poor monks are willing to persuade Taiyi to save bitterness."

"No."

"Although Tai Yi saved the pulse of the misery, although there was a emperor, it was still unable to dominate the government."

"Ghosts will be willing ..." It seems that the Buddha who realized the ghosts no longer existed: "The ghost emperor should still be in the west."

Shizun shook his head again: "The ghost emperor is weak."

"Also, please show it clearly."

"cloudy day."

"Shizun said him?!" The Buddha was shocked and asked busyly: "But I heard that he has been missing for nine hundred years. No one knows where he is. He disappeared silently when he died in the Lord of the prefecture. "

The Buddha's face smiled: "It seems that Shizun knows where he is."

Shizun nodded slightly: "The poor monk knows some news, and I don't know which one is willing to take it up."

As soon as this statement came out, the bhikkhuni was cicadas, and Allo King Kong was stagnant.

This is not to ask who to save the cloudy day, but who can abandon the risk of the ancestors and the risk of being dead, and take out the ancestral soldiers. They have no qualifications to intervene, and they can only wait quietly for the instructions.

Many bodhisattva feels different, and how much of them are moving.

After Mo Guan's life, he was in charge of the ancestor soldiers, which means that he was in charge of cloudy days and became the master of the prefecture. It would become the one that promoted the progress of the Dharma. People may not understand what Dharma was, but they regarded it as the ultimate ideal.

"Disciples are willing."

"Disciples want to go."

"disciple……"

"..."

For a while, the bodhisattva rushed to speak first, lest they became the backward one.

"It's difficult. Although the Dharma and other Dharma are not powerful enough, I am afraid that it will not be able to find him." Shizun sighed gently.

The meaning in the words has completely showed that a Great Divine Tong is needed.

"Disciples are going!"

The Buddha who spoke wore a white robe, a green bun on his head, dragon eyes and phoenix eyes, a gentle face, and a graceful demeanor. He bowed his hands and performed the Buddha's salute.

The Buddha was overjoyed: "This journey is full of dangers and difficulties, and requires supernatural powers. The Tathagata of Dharma is the best choice."

...

"So you came."

The old demon god sat cross-legged on the futon, holding two small fruits in his hands. The nectar in the wine bottle was rippling, and his drooping eyelids did not move at all. He said calmly: "The great master is a monk and does not drink alcohol. Let's drink tea. There is no good tea. It's all from my memory. I cast a spell to make it."

The Tathagata of Dharma picked up the teacup, lowered his eyebrows and looked at the old demon god with his peripheral vision.

He had never seen Tushan Jun, but he had heard of his deeds. In fact, he should not be considered a demon. However, the old demon was born as a demon star. He was a real foreign demon, purer than the local demons.

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Now seeing it, Zhengfa Ming Tathagata felt only endless depth.

He couldn't help but sighed: 'Good skills. '

He bowed his hands and said with a smile: "The Green Emperor is not a hero. He took action when the Lord of the Underworld died, so that the Emperor of Heaven didn't even have a chance to fight back."

"Emperor of Heaven?"

"Me?" Tushanjun pointed at himself, laughed and shook his head: "I am not the Emperor of Heaven."

"The Emperor of Heaven in the underworld is also the Emperor of Heaven." Zhengfa Ming put his hands together.

Tushanjun frowned. He was not surprised that the Buddhist sect could find him, or that the three religions could find him, because this matter had been determined in the Tianyuan.

At that time, the Buddha Jieyin told him that if he had anything to do, he could go to the West. I think Jieyin has seen it now.

"Buddhism is going to sacrifice you to get me out?"

"It's not Buddhism that wants to sacrifice me, it's me who comes to rescue the Emperor of Heaven."

"What's the difference?"

"It's different."

"Heh."

Tushanjun drank a full cup, sneered, and said: "The Green Emperor deceived me and let me take over the reincarnation of the underworld and unify the entire Yintian. He resigned and went to relax and enjoy himself."

"Buddhism has invested so much, I'm afraid I can't repay your kindness even if I die."

Dhamma Ming Tathagata shook his head and said: "I don't need the Emperor of Heaven to repay me."

"Hahaha."

Tushanjun laughed as if he heard a joke, and laughed for a long time before wiping the corner of his mouth.

Puff. Tushan Jun lay down, waved his hand casually, the world changed, and the giant tree stretched out its shade under the scorching sun. He just looked at the sky quietly and said calmly: "I can get out without help."

"The emperor is talking about the mortal who is good at books?"

"That's not a trick, I'm just bored and want to see how the underworld is developing." The black and red eyes connected by big and small flashed with fluctuations. After all, this is the hard work of his apprentice, and he can't just ignore it.

In fact, the conditions of Buddhism are quite good.

A great master of the banner, how powerful.

He can kill anyone he wants when he goes out.

But what is the price?

Buddhism said that he doesn't want his reward, but everyone knows what Buddhism wants.

The existence of the underworld is the last piece of the puzzle of Buddhism. Once it is accepted by Buddhism, Buddhism can be completely perfected.

The status of the three religions will undergo earth-shaking changes.

He really wants to go out and kill the Green Emperor, but he can't bet on the entire underworld.

This not only failed Wu Rong, but also failed the millions of people who trust the underworld and believe in the balance of good and evil.

Once he did this, he would hand over the right to interpret good and evil to the Western Heaven Buddhist Sect, and hand over the lives of hundreds of millions of people to the supervision of the Buddhist Sect.

Is there any other way for people to believe in Buddhism and worship the Dharma?

What freedom is there? !

In the end, everything he did made him even more helpless.

‘Stay awake! ’

The voice of the Emperor of Heaven seemed to still be in his ears.

Tushanjun waved his hand and refused, saying, "If you are here to keep me company, I welcome you."

"The Emperor has a misunderstanding of my Buddha."

"My Buddha wants to build a paradise and needs the Emperor's help."

The Tathagata of Righteous Dharma said sincerely, "The great terror is coming, and only the Dharma can save the world. Otherwise, once the catastrophe comes, it will be a real destruction of the world, and the tragedy of the battle against the sky will be staged again."

"The Emperor may think that he can be alone, and as long as the underworld is still running, he can slowly accumulate strength."

"Once the underworld is too powerful, the Great Dao will engrave the five heavens and the Emperor will be the second Heavenly Emperor."

Tushanjun sat up suddenly and said solemnly, "What do you mean?"

The Tathagata of Righteous Dharma said, "Great terror!"

The drooping eyelids opened, and the pair of divine eyes were like a blooming universe.

Although there was only a trace of magic power, Tushanjun's pressure was still vast.

But in an instant, Tushan Jun shook his head slightly, dispelling the terror, and said: "I have always wondered why the Green Emperor, who has a powerful cultivation, can use his powerful cultivation to operate the reincarnation, but still needs someone to replace him. It turns out that he does not want to disappear, so he needs others to do as much as possible."

"To learn more, to practice Taoism, to lose more, to lose more, to do nothing, to do nothing and do everything."

"Those great supernatural powers who have used their skills to the extreme, are they really dead?"

The Tathagata of Dharma Ming said in a deep voice: "Disappeared."

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