Let the Scourge Go to the Right Path, and You Make Games to Reward Them?

Chapter 693 There Is Something Wrong with Your Understanding (12)

Chapter 693 There is something wrong with your understanding (1/2)

Buddhism has the ability of reincarnation, but there is still the mystery of the separation of life and death.

Between life and death, there is a thick fog. If there is no guidance, the dead can easily fall into the fog. It will take ten or even a hundred lives to remember the past and present lives, wasting a lot of time.

What's worse is that if you stay too long, the fog will damage your wisdom. The practice in the previous life can hardly bring any benefit to this life, and the previous practice will be wasted.

Therefore, it is necessary to light a bright lamp, and then chant scriptures and pray in front of the lamp to guide the master's soul to return to the position and continue the relationship between master and apprentice.

But after that, my master is no longer a master, but my apprentice. This conjugate master-apprentice relationship has built a complete and strict master-apprentice system in Buddhism, allowing Buddhism to continue to be passed down.

After lighting the bright lamp, Xuankong found several fellow disciples to help guard the bright lamp together, and he was relieved until he was sure that the soul of Master Shukou was led.

Seeing his master's soul entering the reincarnation path he arranged, Xuankong breathed a sigh of relief, then returned to his own Zen temple with the golden book in his hand, and then examined the relics of Master Bikou.

These relics belonged to his master, but some of them felt familiar to him. They should be the utensils he used in his previous life, and now they belong to him again.

Quietly stroking a golden cassock, Xuankong seemed to see the scene of his past self sewing this thing stitch by stitch, and couldn't help but smile.

After laughing, he put the cassock away, and then continued to check the catalog to check other items. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that they were correct, and then began to check the golden book.

In the golden book, a large number of Buddhist secrets and various hardships are preserved, and some secrets can only be performed with the help of the golden book.

Xuankong even saw the secrets written by himself in his previous life in it, and the familiar feeling came again, making him smile slightly.

I wanted to spend a year to slowly get familiar with the secret method, but after just half an hour, Xuan Kong felt that his mind was full of distracting thoughts, and even practicing "Zhengxin Jue" could not block it.

Looking at his sea of ​​consciousness again, he found that a lot of thoughts had been ignited in his mind, and even if he killed them, they would be born again.

Sighing lightly, Xuan Kong knew that the inner demon had been born and must be dealt with.

Putting aside the plan to learn the secret method for the time being, he picked up the golden book and began to browse the game he had just downloaded.

After seeing the name of the game, Xuan Kong frowned slightly and sighed: "Black Buddha Country Xuan Kong? This name is slandering Buddha right from the start, it is indeed the work of the devil. But Master's silent meditation is so good that he will not be angry to death because of a name."

"The problem is still inside."

Swallowing hard, Xuan Kong felt a strong sense of danger.

The content of the game is definitely more dangerous than the title, and it may even make him fall.

But adhering to the principle of "If I don't go to hell, who will?", Xuankong activated the golden book and agreed to the rules in it. Then he felt that his soul was forcibly pulled out and fell into the game.

When Xuankong woke up, he found that he had come to a deep mountain.

In the game, he was wearing armor and holding a stick, holding half a peach in his hand, and the unique sweetness of peach was still in his mouth.

Everything in front of him was vivid, the green trees around were lush, and the sky was even more blue and dazzling, which made Xuankong sigh: "Bai Long is really amazing, this dream is so real."

I wanted to walk around, but Xuankong soon found that his body was out of control and walked forward automatically.

As his pace gradually accelerated, he suddenly jumped towards the cliff, soared into the air before landing, and rushed straight into the distance.

After constantly shuttling through the dense forest, the trees in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the scenery suddenly opened up.

Four huge Vajra Dharma Kings appeared in front of him. The four towering figures had ferocious faces and carried endless pressure, rushing towards Xuankong.

There was also a huge demon god that stretched the earth and sky, standing on the earth, like a pillar supporting the sky, which made people tremble.

Looking at these huge five people, Xuankong was shocked at first, then nodded and smiled: "Awesome! It turned out to be the four Vajra! Bailong and the others still remember this! But who is that tall demon god? Why haven't I seen it?"

Just as he was about to ask in detail, Xuankong saw a dark cloud suddenly rolled up in the sky, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals came like a tide, dyeing the sky black.

Among them, there was a brilliant and vast voice of heaven and earth, resounding like thunder in all directions: "Xuankong, do you know your mistake?"

Although he didn't know what mistake he made, the scene in front of him clearly showed that these people came because of him.

Holding the stick in his hand, Xuan Kong felt a surge of pride rising from his heart, and he said, "I am Xuan Kong, what's wrong?"

"Stubborn!"

A giant hand fell from the sky, and a huge palm fell from the sky, pressing Xuan Kong down.

Even if he waved the golden stick in his hand, he could feel the incredible power of this palm, which made him unable to breathe.

But the more this happened, the more excited Xuan Kong became.

Although the opponent was strong, he also felt that he was not weak. If he fought alone, he might not be afraid of this demon!

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Raising the stick in his hand, he swept it fiercely, and the powerful stick force directly bounced the giant hand away, and the aftermath even shattered the surrounding air, making the heavenly soldiers and generals in the air like catkins in the wind, blowing them to pieces.

"Refreshing!"

Another stick rose up, and the giant hand in front of him was directly shattered. The collapsed mana flowed freely like blood, which made Xuan Kong feel more refreshed.

Just as he was about to continue to pursue the victory, he suddenly found that his mana suddenly dissipated, and golden hoops suddenly appeared on his wrists, completely locking his mana.

Before he could react, the giant hand in the air gathered again and slapped him again.

Without the support of mana, Xuan Kong felt like an ant, being pressed hard by this palm, and then going down all the time.

Sparks were rubbed out of the air, and even the landing did not reduce it, directly pressing it into the ground.

The surrounding mud kept pouring in, and Xuan Kong felt that his internal organs were stirred fiercely, and the blood in his mouth was spit out uncontrollably.

Then, the giant hand turned into a towering mountain, and Xuan Kong, who had no mana, was pressed under the mountain like mud, unable to move.

But even so, he still glared at the ethereal giant in the air fiercely, and roared angrily: "You are playing dirty tricks! I don't accept it!"

A loud voice sounded, and the voice was neither sad nor happy, and even had a bit of sadness: "Xuan Kong, you are stubborn and even killed the man of destiny. But my Buddha is merciful, leaving you here to repent for five hundred years. When the next man of destiny comes, you will follow him to get the true scriptures."

Then, the loud voice sounded again: "Your heart fire has not been eliminated, and your six roots have not been exhausted. I will take your root, let you purify yourself, and reflect on yourself."

Xuan Kong was still sneering, and suddenly felt a chill in his crotch.

In his astonished eyes, he saw his root detached by itself, struggling to get out of his trouser legs, climbing to the top of the mountain and facing the sky like a fledgling, and then resolutely spread his wings and flew into the hands of the huge statue against the light.

Until the other party disappeared, Xuan Kong reacted and shouted: "Why is it that root! Bailong, is there something wrong with your understanding of the root!"

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