Rama smiled lightly and said, "It's not that I'm seeking death, but that I'm seeking liberation."
Then Rama's eyes gradually filled with dark gold, and he could no longer see the emotions of a living being. The two Salo trees behind are still thriving, but the wild grasses and flowers all over the mountain have withered, and the fresh fragrance has turned into a stench, as if this is the natural weather of Yinshan.
As for the temple that had existed for an unknown number of years, a long bell rang. It was hard to tell whether the bell was a sign of enlightenment in this life or a past life, or a beacon of confusion in the sea of suffering.
Rama's body gradually emitted a faint Buddhist light, covering his ordinary monk's robes, and finally turned into a brocade cassock with dots of stars on it, as if a hanging galaxy were woven into it.
In Shen Lian's perception, Rama's aura of nature dimmed at an incredible speed, and was replaced by a powerful and vast will that exuded eternal immobility. It was like a rock buried in the deepest part of the earth, as strong as a diamond. It's also incomparable.
Shen Lian could slightly understand the helplessness in Rama's heart. No matter how much magical power he had developed, he was only making wedding clothes for Ksitigarbha. Can we blame Ksitigarbha for being cruel and ruthless? No wonder. Because Shen Lian can deeply understand the indifference of Ksitigarbha's will, which is the non-attachment of giving up oneself and transforming the appearance of all living beings, and truly reaches the lofty state of the Four Zen and Eight Concentrations, where one must neither think nor think.
It was unclear whether it was Ksitigarbha or Rama. What Shen Lian could determine was that this perhaps the greatest Buddhist saint after the Buddha had never fully returned, otherwise the entire Yinshan Mountain would not be able to withstand his vastness.
But when I saw the other party extending a flat palm, it enveloped all time and space. If it was in the past, if it was in the future, it would definitely come to the present. This is a palm that makes people extremely desperate.
In front of the palm power, the void turned into chaos, and then the sun, moon and stars were born, mountains and rivers were born, and birds, beasts, insects and fish were running around and flying high.
Under the palm of your hand, there is both the world and time and space.
Shen Lian slowly drew his sword, and he was in a trance. He was flying in the dark, but he could clearly see the meticulousness of his movements. The combination of movement and stillness, the complex and contradictory changes in his divine form, there were hundreds of millions of them as fine as dust in a matter of seconds. The sword energy exploded in an instant, occupying the light and universe, covering the universe, omnipresent and omnipresent.
The world born from Rama's palm kept stirring, and finally transformed into the eight most basic objects of heaven, earth, mountains, rivers, water, fire, wind and thunder in the billions of dust-like sword energies, and finally dissipated into nothingness.
Shen Lian seemed to have mastered all the intricate contradictions and changes in the universe. Just like a cook trying to untie an ox, Shen Lian relied on the sword energy of billions of dust particles to dissect the world, completing this almost unbelievable feat.
This is more miraculous than any unparalleled magic power or peerless magical power, and the relaxation and indifference on Shen Lian's face shows that he still has some leftover power.
Chao Xiaoyu is beside Shen Lian, she is not going anywhere.
Just because she was so close, she realized more deeply that Shen Lian's cultivation was becoming more and more unpredictable, which made her feel faintly touched, as if the egg shell surrounding her soul was about to break, and when she saw the new of heaven and earth.
Rama clasped his hands together, and a dharma image reaching the sky and the earth appeared behind him. That is not an ordinary divine power of the Dharma, Heaven, Elephant and Earth. As soon as this Dharma appears, his aura increases more than ten times.
The most frightening thing is that Chao Xiaoyu and Shen Lian had no time to react and fell into a cold and dark time and space. It was the deepest and most secluded underworld, where countless evil ghosts were imprisoned who could never escape. The earth-shattering resentment was like the infinity of Buddhist dharma. It cannot be resolved.
Chao Xiaoyu immediately understood how terrible these resentments were. According to legend, Ksitigarbha swore that "if hell is not empty, he will never become a Buddha." The reason why hell is not empty is precisely because of these evil ghosts who will never be reincarnated. Their resentment has been pent up in the deepest part of the underworld since the beginning of the world. After a great catastrophe of heaven and earth, these grievances could no longer be resolved by any method, not even Ksitigarbha Ksitigarbha could resolve them.
Now these grievances have become a weapon in the hands of the great Dharma Prime Minister.
The resentment gathered at the speed of lightning. The Faxiang in front stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand just contained the resentment. A huge ghost eye emerged from the palm of his hand, filled with endless terror.
If there were just ordinary immortals and bodhisattvas here now, their spiritual light would be covered in dust immediately, and they would fall into reincarnation, ruining their cultivation practice to gain the blessings of heaven and earth.
That eye shot out a ray of light, which seemed to carry the law of cause and effect, making it impossible for Shen Lian to escape and avoid. He only had a difficult idea to raise the tip of the sword slightly, creating a closed sword posture, and finally narrowly encountered the unbreakable light.
The essence of Yuantu was so strong that it was almost indestructible. The light stirred up the tip of the sword, and countless small black holes appeared, containing the power of the big explosion from the source.
But there are still some ghostly eyes that are difficult to detect, separated into strands.
It penetrated Shen Lian's coat, leaving dozens of gaps, and even Shen Lian's jade-like skin could be seen being cut and leaving scorch marks.
Shen Lian was unmoved and just put the Yuan Tu Sword back into its sheath. When sheathing the sword, he also hid all his aura, showing the Taoist charm of Yi Dao Gui Zang.
At this moment, even powerful people like Maitreya or the Great Sun Tathagata can only see Shen Lian, but they are absolutely unable to penetrate all his movements.
Ksitigarbha who came to Rama's body might be an exception, but he stopped his movements, the huge dharma image was also taken back, and there was no sadness or joy on his face.
Chao Xiaoyu unconsciously tightened her grip on the Abi Killing Sword. Her profound spiritual sense allowed her to avoid any accidents and choose the most appropriate time to use the power of the Abi Killing Sword at the most critical moment.
No one will be a more suitable partner for Shen Lian than Chao Xiaoyu. Their selfless trust in each other gives them a tacit understanding that transcends everything, allowing them to achieve feats that no one can imagine.
"You ask for liberation, then this sword is called liberation."
The extremely light and faint voice floated in the dark time and space, even covering up the howls of those evil spirits who would never be able to stand up again, and it was not even the slightest bit harsh.
Yuantu Sword came out of its sheath at a speed that exceeded the speed of lightning, and then a galaxy appeared across the universe. In an instant, the galaxy condensed into an imperceptible thin line. This thin line is the condensed murderous intention of Yuan Shou Sword.
And Yuan Tu’s murderous intention to destroy all tangible things symbolizes the great destruction before the great liberation.
The thin line, which is not as wide as an ordinary person's slightly squinted eyes, falls directly in front of the opponent. The brocade cassocks are rippling like lake waves, trying to remove all offensive power.
But that thin line is simply unstoppable. In a matter of seconds, the brocade cassock, which had such shocking power, turned into rags all over the sky, and the thin threads were wound around and around, trapping Rama.