Are there any gods and Buddhas in this world
When I first entered Buddhism, Chunchi thought it was there.
At that time, he devoutly recited the scriptures every day, and often sat in the Buddhist hall for a whole day.
Many new disciples are often unable to be as firm as the late spring, ten feet of red dust, and there are too many temptations, and they will deviate from their original intentions if they are not careful. Chunchi was born in a wealthy family. From childhood to high school, he had a smooth sailing without any setbacks or suffering. When he entered Buddhism, his aptitude was not the best. Actually persevered.
Meditation requires enduring loneliness. Compared with other sects, Buddhist practice is more boring and boring. Meditation, recitation of Buddhist scriptures, morning bells and evening drums are never interrupted. Gradually falling behind, only Chunchi is slow and slow, and moves forward steadily.
He slowly surpassed his peers, and even surpassed those senior brothers who started earlier than him. Wanlian Buddha has a strong ethos of ranking seniority. There is no blockbuster story about Chunchi. As time goes by, his qualifications and status are naturally enough to match his cultivation. Chun Chi finally gradually became under one person, over ten thousand people, and the Buddha's head was his master. It can be said that in the Wanlian Buddha Land, he no longer needs to look at anyone's face.
Chunchi's cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds. He is naturally gifted, and every grass and tree, flying flowers and leaves, can become the root of his Zen heart. He believes in Buddhism more than anyone else, but the moment comes when his belief is destroyed. When the building collapsed, it was more painful than anyone else.
Many years ago in the early summer, Gui Ye, the master who was about to take a seat, summoned him and asked him how he understood the way of heaven. Chun Chi's answer was quite satisfactory, and did not surprise Gui Ye, and then Gui Ye asked him again. What do you want in your life, the late spring, become a fairy, become a Buddha, and transcend sentient beings. Gui Ye shook his head and said that there are no gods and Buddhas in the world, and the so-called soaring in the day and becoming a Buddha on the ground are all lies. Chunchi naturally didn't believe it. Throughout the ages, there have been very few monks who have become immortals, but it is not that there are none. It is precisely because of the difficulty of the heavens that the monks' will can be tempered, and their spirits will become stronger as time goes by.
Gui Ye didn't explain much. After that, he passed the position of Buddha's head to Chunchi and instructed him to expand Buddhism, but he never mentioned it to him again. This conversation took root in Chunchi's heart. If he didn't go, he read the classics countless times, looking for the evidence of the Dao after the great master, but time and time again he could only get some plausible myths and legends, those stories of gods and Buddhas that were praised by the world, were added and beautified. 's true face.
One of the great masters closest to becoming a Buddha on Wanlian Buddha is the master of Gui Ye, who is also the master of Chunchi. There is only one line, and it stops there. After laughing wildly for three days and three nights, the seven orifices bleed to death. This is the disgraceful past of Wanlian Buddha Land. Externally, they only talk about sitting and transforming, but they never mention the reason.
Chun Chi didn't even dare to pursue the investigation any more. He was afraid that the more he investigated, the closer he would get to the truth that he could not accept. By then, the ultimate goal that he had pursued all his life as a monk would be gone, and he set foot on the path of cultivation. meaning no longer exists.
Until that day, the Sect Master of Wanjian Xianzong told Chunchi a secret.
Jiang Li said that his master, Luomei Zhenren, did not break through the limits of the human world and ascended to immortality at all, but after discovering the great master, he had no way of breaking through. The soul is scattered, and there is nothing to depend on.
As far as the legendary gods and as close as the great master, the so-called breakthrough of the human world to go to the realm of bliss is absurd.
Above the human world, it is neither the realm of gods and Buddhas, nor the cultivation realm of the higher one, but the boundless and eternal death.
Luomei Zhenren chose to forcibly descend the spirit into the human world again and let his disciples know the secret.
Chun Chi was shocked and at the same time dazed.
Since after the ascension, what awaits them is not a new life, but a complete demise, then what is the meaning of the cultivator's hard work
He finally chose to agree to Jiang Li's conditions and cooperate with him.
Chunchi held the last glimmer of hope, and wanted to see the demons raging, the world in danger, those gods and Buddhas hiding in unknown places, would they stand by and watch, he wanted to know, if there were no gods and Buddhas in the world, the world occupied by demons, How will it look like.
People are born to occupy the essence of heaven and earth, but they are still dominated by all kinds of desires. On the contrary, it is a new life in the world.
But now, since the virtual image of the golden body that appeared behind Sun Buku's body is not an illusion, what is the explanation
Could it be that among the two Buddhist sects, Qingyun Temple is the most popular with the Buddha's eyes
The belief that Chun Chi had been pursuing all his life had completely collapsed, and now there is hope again, but he was not happy because of it. Even if he died, he still wanted an answer.
Even if his body flew out and landed heavily, his spiritual power was damaged and his body was severely injured, he still couldn't help staring at Sun.
Sun Buku landed steadily and strode toward him with a stick.
Chunchi is very clear that his own situation is over, and the evil spirits here have just been swept away by Jiufang Changming. Give him more power.
"There are no gods and Buddhas in the world, but if one's heart is devoted to gods and Buddhas, it is gods and Buddhas."
Sun Buku was condescending, the glazed golden bead staff was raised high, and the golden body hidden in the sky behind him also looked down with compassion, as if silently telling Chunchi that Sun Buku was the darling chosen by the gods and Buddhas, and he Chunchi was just a false claim. The name of the Buddha is just an insult to the scum of Buddhism.
"Chunchi, you are photographed."
Sun Buku's voice rang in his ears.
Chun Chi shook his head, this answer did not satisfy him.
Yes, or no, he just wanted to get that answer.
But he couldn't ask any more questions. Chunchi found that he opened his mouth, and blood kept coming out of his mouth.
Not only his mouth, but also his eyes and ears. His sight was gradually drowned in blood red, and he could not feel pain all over his body, but his spiritual power was rapidly draining.
It's the evil spirit left in the lotus pond...
The nutrients used for him in the past, after discovering that Chunchi was weak, turned back and rushed forward, eager to absorb his spiritual power and use it for his own use. Chunchi was suppressed by Sun Buku's Buddha's light, and he wanted to struggle again. Too late, the body was entangled in the black flames, withered and shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into a mummified corpse, with no face left, and the soul was scattered.
The dignified Wanlian Buddha Land, a sect of masters, has ended up in such a field, it is truly sighing.
But Sun Buku didn't have time to waste a little bit of sigh on the opponent, he immediately swung his Zen stick and jumped to the other side—
The fight between Jiufang Changming and Yun Weisi is in full swing.
The former master and apprentice have now become enemies of life and death. Yun Weisi's face is indifferent, but he does not show mercy. It seems that he has returned to the place where the two reunited that day.
On the other hand, Chang Ming, although he seems to be able to do it with ease, is not at a disadvantage. With his qualifications in cultivation, he is at a disadvantage without attacking and defending, because only those who have no time to attack can only choose to defend.
In his hands, there are no four other swords, which are equivalent to bare palms and empty fists, but Yun Weisi has the Spring Dynasty sword in his hand, but the Spring Dynasty sword is just the icing on the cake for him now. , what the mind points to, the devil's flame devours it, is more obedient than the Chunchao sword.
Chang Ming staggered back again.
This is the second time he has been hit by the magic flame on the chest. The magic energy is eroded by the gap and rushes towards the face, such as the love, hatred and hatred under the gloomy surface of the cloud.
A mouthful of blood rushed to his throat, Chang Ming wanted to swallow it, but he choked, and finally spit it out.
The clothes were stained with blood long ago, not bad for this blood, the bun and the jade hairpin did not know where to go, and the long hair was messy long ago, all of which showed that the master was in a mess at the moment.
Although he seemed to be able to fight again, Yun Weisi knew very well that the person in front of him was only the last straw and would be completely crushed.
Yun Weisi once sacrificed his life for the opponent, but at this time, he was not half-hearted. He raised his hand, and the black flames all over his body suddenly rushed towards the opponent. With a bang, the strong black flowers exploded, extremely evil. , but also brilliant.
If any of these black flames are stained with the sleeves of Jiufang Changming's robes, the insides will roll up to the body along the clothes, straight into the flesh and bone marrow, echoing the demonic energy that had already eroded into the body just now, burning his entire body to the ground. !
Yun Weisi's fingers trembled slightly.
The next moment, black flames roared out!
The astral wind hit, the golden light devoured the black flame, Yun Weisi's face changed, floated and retreated.
Sun Buku fell in the middle of the two, and the meditation staff paused, like a Buddha statue of King Ming.
It is a pity that he was born with a handsome face, and even when he is not smiling, he is half-smile but not smiling. Even if his body is straight, his face is more like the delusional demon in the Buddhist scriptures.
"You want to kill him, have you asked me?"
Yun Weisi was expressionless: "You have already betrayed him, why bother with your business?"
Sun Buku smiled slightly: "Don't you hear that you are a teacher for one day and a father for life."
Yun Weisi: "I remember that when Jiufang Changming left Buddhism, you also wanted to hunt him down."
Sun Buku: "At that time, I hadn't understood the true meaning of Buddhism, just like the late spring, and the attachments in my heart have not disappeared. The me now is not the me of yesterday, and I naturally respect the master as before."
Yun Weisi: "So, you want to protect him."
Sun Buku: "Yes."
Yun Weisi narrowed his eyes.
Sun Buku was at his peak at this time, and the golden light phantom behind him had not disappeared, and Yun Weisi had just formed his own demonic heart, so he could not guarantee that he could defeat Sun Buku and kill the people behind him.
"Let's keep your life for a few more days today, and I'll take it later."
He said lightly, took two steps back, turned around and disappeared into the monstrous black flames.
As Yun Weisi left, the black flames also disappeared little by little.