Chapter 921 Ananda Pure Land
Duan Rui's mind was almost completely blank. The encounter he had never had before and could not imagine gave the Baique Demon, who had been able to stop crying at night in recent years, a familiar and strange feeling of weakness, just like when he was young and faced the "Crazy Sword" "Su Meng couldn't be beaten no matter what, and he couldn't escape. It wasn't until the magician took action that he managed to escape.
Just now, in front of us were the "brocade Sanren" Shao Changge and the descendant of Huanxi Bodhisattva Ying Ning. It was a vast green sea with wind-blown grass and cattle and sheep. Now it is a gray-robed monk, a sickly young man and a sword-wielding fairy. It is a great river flowing eastward. Is it an iron cable across the water, going to the north and south, and in an instant, he has changed the world?
On the grassland, Shao Changge and Ying Ning stood blankly, their eyes wide open, looking at the place where Duan Rui disappeared, their mouths opened little by little, but no sound came out.
What just happened?
A hand suddenly appeared in the void and snatched the Baique Demon. As it floated, its breath was slightly revealed, and the scene opposite seemed vaguely familiar, making people inexplicably familiar!
After a few breaths, Shao Changge's pupils shrank suddenly and he shouted:
"Crazy knife!"
"Crazy Sword" Su Meng!
I will never admit this familiar aura. Although I have never seen the Crazy Knife, my lady has collected a Thunder Knife, which she calls "Evil Tribulation". She often plays with it, and it was not destroyed until she returned from the Nine Heavens. This knife The original owner was Su Meng. His breath remained on the sword and never faded. He felt it from time to time!
And Yingning almost whispered: "Jiangdong."
It felt like the scenery was definitely from Kodong. I was born in Kodong and practiced in Kodong after my enlightenment. There was no way I could admit my mistake!
The two spoke almost at the same time, then glanced at each other subconsciously, synthesized each other's words, and came to a frightening conclusion:
Kuang Dao was far away from the east of the Yangtze River, so he took action from afar and directly captured Duan Rui, the "Hundred Deficiency Demon"!
In today's world, except the omnipresent Su Wuming, who can do it?
Is this a ubiquitous legendary feature, or is it something special?
What state has "Crazy Sword" reached?
The two were scared out of their wits and fled in a hurry, flying to the place where Changshengtian returned, just like the fledgling young knights seeking the blessing of their teacher after encountering setbacks.
After blanking, Duan Rui's mind was filled with countless thoughts, and he quickly recognized the "Calculation of the Common People" Prince Wang and the "Sword of the Supreme Being" Jiang Zhiwei. Then, he found that the gray-robed monk in front of him looked very familiar, as if he had been there before. Where have I seen it.
Ignoring the deep dead temperament and the withered and tired appearance, this is a rather outstanding face, with thick black eyebrows but not messy, and eyes that seem to attract people's attention...
Suddenly, a realization emerged in Duan Rui's mind:
"Crazy Sword" Su Meng!
The "Crazy Sword" Su Meng, who has dominated the world for more than ten years and remains arrogant even in desperate situations, is an unchanging shadow in his heart!
"This is Jiangdong. He took action across half of the Jin Dynasty, the entire Northern Zhou Dynasty and half of the grassland to capture me..." The previous knowledge and the current understanding made Duan Rui's body tremble uncontrollably, and his hands It seemed as if my legs could barely support me.
The violent and brutal energy flashed through, and was immediately crushed by extreme fear. Duan Rui was not restrained, but he did not dare to resist or escape.
Wang Siyuan leaned back slightly, raised his head, and whispered to himself, as if sighing:
"The cause of all effects..."
Yuanshi Tianzun!
Jiang Zhiwei's eyes shone with interest.
"In the past, I was soft-hearted. I pitied you for having two souls and being unable to control yourself. You committed all kinds of mistakes, and there was still room for turning back. I never eliminated the evil with my own hands." Meng Qi looked at Duan Rui and spoke slowly, "In the past ten years "I don't know how many people died in vain because of this. A single thought of kindness satisfied myself, but let others suffer. It was my fault, and now is the time to atone for my sins."
With a thud, Duan Rui's heartbeat accelerated twice, and his whole body gradually became cold. The approach of death made him extremely frightened. What flashed in his mind were the mutilated corpses. These were the souls of his own men. Today, Are you going to follow in their footsteps?
Poof, Duan Rui suddenly prostrated and cried out: "Senior, spare your life, no, Master, spare your life, Yuan Jing is weak and the child is young, they can't lose me, you, you can abolish my martial arts, don't, don't kill me, Let me stay alive and take care of them.”
Meng Qi looked at him with indifferent eyes, like a real Buddhist monk: "When you killed innocent people, did you ever soften your heart because of their begging for mercy?"
With a bang, the fear in Duan Rui's heart exploded. Black gas came out of his eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and other apertures. His body was suddenly torn into pieces. The air was full of broken limbs and arms, and blood and filth filled his nostrils.
He resorted to secret techniques to try to escape.
A sword light lit up, and soon divided into countless filaments, forming a net, covering the black energy, severed limbs, etc., shrinking into a ball of light.
Blood squirmed in the light ball, and Duan Rui appeared again.
Jiang Zhiwei saw that Meng Qi didn't take action. She looked thoughtfully at the wound on his chest that had not yet recovered. She unsheathed her sword and restrained Duan Rui in an understatement.
At this time, Wang Siyuan coughed twice, smiled slightly and said, "You actually still have a glimmer of hope."
Um? Duan Rui was desperate and desperately grasped the last straw.
"As long as you help us open the stone door in the back mountain of Shaolin, we will only abolish your martial arts, destroy your foundation, suppress you under the stupa of the back mountain of Shaolin to think about your mistakes, and you can see your wife and children every year." Wang Siyuan said the harsh conditions, but With the previous death as a comparison, Duan Rui accepted it without hesitation.
Meng Qi didn't say anything, nor did he acknowledge Wang Siyuan's words.
Wang Siyuan sent a message saying: "The demonic skills he practiced were obtained by practicing the "Yi Jin Jing" backwards. It is very weird and has deep-rooted malice. If he does not have the power to suppress it and cannot vent it, he will go crazy to death within seven days. ”
This is the conclusion drawn from each failed death row prisoner.
Jiang Zhiwei shook her head and laughed: "A magic stick is a magic stick. He can trick people into the game even if he doesn't tell lies."
As soon as the light disappeared, several people went straight to Shaolin.
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This time, Wang Siyuan did not try to hide Shaolin, but came to Shaolin openly and openly.
In the main hall, eminent monks gathered.
"Master..." Meng Qi bowed to Xuanbei without saying much. He just called him master, his voice lingering as if he was choking.
Xuan Bei was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock. He looked at Meng Qi with a kind expression and a lot of emotion. He sighed and said, "They all say that a nephew is like an uncle, and it's true."
He stood out of the queue, turned around and saluted Wu Si, who was holding a nine-ringed tin staff: "Namo Amitabha, Abbot, leave the matter of Ananda's Pure Land in the back mountain to me."
Wusi didn't object, he just chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice.
No need to hide, a few people quickly arrived at the stone gate.
The glazed light on the door is turning, and the meaning of Zen is meaningful. The eight words "Love, justice, kindness, don't enter this door" are as pure as Bodhi and as solid as diamond.
"Open the door." Wang Siyuan ordered Duan Rui.
Jiang Zhiwei flicked the hilt of the sword, and a trace of sword light burst out from Duan Rui's body, allowing him to regain his power.
Duan Rui's eyes turned dark, his aura was evil and filthy, his expression was twisted and ferocious, his right hand reached out, turned into a black claw, and struck the stone door fiercely.
When the black energy poured in silently, Wang Siyuan's right hand suddenly appeared in black and white, condensed into an illusory Luo Shu, and pushed forward.
The seal of Buddha's intention on the stone door has not changed, and the glass is still the same, but it moves back and slowly opens, as if there is some distant response.
What was behind the door was the same as what Meng Qi saw in the Zhouguang Fragment. There was no sun, no moon, no breath, no wind, no clouds, no mountains. There was only the pitch-black earth, dark red blood everywhere, and densely packed broken arms and limbs.
Xuanbei chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, and the appearance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva appeared behind him, using the Soul-Saving Sutra to eliminate all kinds of obsessions and evil intentions.
Wang Siyuan restrained Duan Rui again, worried that there would be somewhere in Ananda's Pure Land where his magic power could be used.
With their current level of strength, the journey was uneventful and they successfully arrived at the foot of Mount Sumeru, which is divided into seven levels. However, at a glance, the formations such as "Breaking Pureness", "Luo Hongchen", and "Taking Cause and Effect" were destroyed. Everything was completely wiped out, either by Han Guang or as a result of Meng Qi and Wang Siyuan.
It is impossible to fly here. Even if the formation does not exist, Meng Qi and others have to go up the mountain road. Xuanbei stands side by side with him and suddenly says: "When I was a teacher and the Tang family was wiped out, I felt guilty and blamed myself. I didn't regret it. Seeing injustice on the road, he drew his sword to help, but he hated that he had not done well enough and was not secretive enough. If the enemy was not still in the world, he would have been completely discouraged, his heart was like a dead lake, and he would have spent the rest of his life. But fortunately, the crying old man was still alive, full of hatred and deep-rooted pain to support him. As a teacher, I know that this is inconsistent with Buddhism, but I dare not forget it.”
"It is precisely because of this that you killed the crying old man, so that my hatred can be repaid, and I will no longer be troubled by it day and night. I finally have a clear understanding. Today, I have only one wish left for my teacher, which is to one day master the secrets of life and death. The family is resurrected and their lives of peace and joy are restored.”
He didn't say this to express himself, but to tell Meng Qi that if he continued to support, he would eventually come out. If he couldn't support it, then find a goal to support him, such as hatred! Like the hope of resurrection!
Meng Qi turned to look at his master, his eyes seemed to be filled with fire, then he calmed down and said in a low voice: "Disciple understands."
At this time, several people passed through the destroyed first six layers of the formation and saw the seventh layer and the peak of the mountain.
There are deep pits and fissures everywhere here, full of signs of destruction. It seems that it has experienced a war in a distant era. If the pure land had not been destroyed and the mountains had not collapsed, it would have ceased to exist long ago.
Naturally, there is no trace of the formation on the seventh level.
Meng Qi, Xuan Bei, Jiang Zhiwei and Wang Siyuan moved forward slowly and cautiously. Suddenly, a sigh sounded from the scene of destruction:
"If your heart is not calm, your emotions are not peaceful, and if you are reincarnated in the world of mortals, if you break the precepts and take the precepts, how can you see the Tathagata?"
The voice is sad and eternal.