Rong Xian looked at the little monk's dazed appearance, and couldn't help but admire: "Everyone says that family members are compassionate, but now it seems to be the case, the little master cares so much about even a grass, it seems that he can see the Buddha Lord. Just around the corner."
The little monk said at a loss: "Girl, don't talk nonsense, the little monk has not yet reached home, and it is still early to see the Buddha."
Rong Xian nodded clearly, half-nodding didn't mean to tell the truth, and said seriously: "It turns out that the little master doesn't want to see the Buddha Lord, you Buddha Lords are really unwelcoming."
Little monk: "… "
The little monk was very helpless. The Lord of the Buddha was in Paradise. Unless he cultivated to the level of Lord of the Buddha, he could only enter the Paradise of Paradise after death.
His cultivation road is still long, and the people in this colorful world are dazzled, and he doesn't want to die for the time being.
Seeing that the little monk had nothing to say, Rong Xian pointed to the brightly lit place surrounded by streamers in the distance, and asked curiously, "Where is that? It looks very sacred."
That kind of feeling is very wonderful, it seems to be a place where the world is entangled with Zen, and from a distance it gives people a kind of Buddha's thorough compassion and human sorrow.
Rong Xian's pure eyes flickered with doubts, and she said recklessly, "Is that the place where your Buddhist master's sweetheart lives?"
The little monk's face darkened, and he could not wait to go up and cover her mouth.
He hurriedly reached out his hand to grab Rong Xian's clothes, telling her to be cautious in her words and deeds, and stop talking nonsense.
Unpredictable, but calmly wore it on Rongxian's clothes.
The little monk's expression changed immediately, and he said palely, "Ghost cultivator? Demon cultivator?"
No no no, that's not the point.
The point is why he can't touch her, but she can touch him? !
Rong Xian raised her eyes and gave the little monk a happy smile: "This is the first time someone can say my identity so accurately, little guy, you are indeed quite wise, no wonder your master hid you."
The little monk suddenly took a few steps back in fright, his back soaked with cold sweat.
Master once told him that he was born a Buddhist and could easily provoke demons. He thought that demons were all vicious and ugly, but he did not expect to see a 'person' today with beautiful eyebrows, gentle temperament and clean breath.
But the ferocious beast hidden deep in the eyes of this 'man' made him shudder.
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and continued with a smile, "As expected of a Buddha, you can see the essence through phenomena."
"You, you really came prepared!" said the Buddha.
If he didn't come prepared, how would he know that he was a son of Buddha.
Rong Xian casually pinched off a flower, and said with a clean brow, "The Buddha's residence behind you is well built and suits you very well."
Buddha: "..." Is it the plaque that finally exposed him
His master can really do bad things.
But this is actually no wonder his master, there are many restrictions on the place where the Buddha's son lives, who would have known that someone would break into this place so easily.
Rong Xian slowly moved the petals in her hand, tore them off piece by piece, and said lightly, "Stop talking, let's talk, where is that place?"
The Buddha looked at the flowers with no bones left on the ground, swallowed his saliva, and said silently, "Amitabha."
He was very able to bend and stretch: "The name there is Nie Hai."
Rong Xian's hands stopped for a moment: "Nie Hai?"
The Buddha looked at her face, nodded and said patiently: "It's the sea of evil. This sea of evil is not the sea, but the place where all the evil fates of the Buddhist disciples are cut off."
After Rong Xian heard this, the flower pole in her hand instantly fell to the ground.
This action made the Buddha's voice stagnate, and looked at Rong Xian, who lowered his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something, and said nonchalantly: "Nie Yuan will come here with the remaining spiritual consciousness of some people, and wait until they are worried about it. When a person becomes a Buddha, he can escape."
After being silent for a long time, Rong Xian finally couldn't help laughing: "The Buddha said: The sea of misery is boundless, and turning back is the shore. But when I saw this sea of evil today, I found that people are willing to stay in the sea of misery."
She lifted her steps and walked in the direction of Nie Hai, her steps were elegant and calm, her brows were two points of indifference, and her temperament was graceful and luxurious.
It seems that he doesn't care at all, and it seems that he is stepping towards his throne solemnly step by step.
The Buddha stood on the spot and did not stop her. There were not many souls who could be attracted by the sea of evil and came here, but there were not many.
There will always be monks whose six senses are impure, and there will always be women who are obsessed with the Buddhist family.
After they die, they will be attracted by the sea of evil.
The Buddha looked at Rong Xian's retreating back with a calm expression. He turned the Buddha beads on his wrist and murmured, "Amitabha, can such an outstanding woman escape a word of love? Alas."
The word love really hurts people a lot.
Rong Xian is only a soul body now, and the Buddha thought that Rong Xian was also one of the evil fates who were attracted by the sea of evil.
In fact, it's not wrong to say that, although the space crack was changed by Rong Xian, there is nothing but fate to be able to fall here.
Under the gaze of the Buddha, Rong Xian slowly came to the edge of the sea of evil, and his eyes fell on the red bean Buddha lotus that flashed with Zen and Acacia.
Above the Buddha lotus is like a real paradise of bliss, with Sanskrit sounds bursting, golden lotuses fluttering, the Buddha's light shining, and everyone's face is peaceful and calm.
This is a really good way to deceive people.
Rong Xian kept her brows still, she reached out and stroked the non-existent folds on her cuffs, thinking nonchalantly.
Suddenly, her movements stagnated, and there were slight waves in her calm eyes. Her attention was turned to the woman with a peaceful and compassionate look on the lotus platform in the center of the Buddha's Light.
"Sister..." Rong Xian called out with difficulty.
She thought her voice was so loud that she could shout with all her strength, but it was as light as a mosquito.
The face of the person on the lotus platform was the same as before. She always thought that she would never see this person again, but she didn't expect to see her in such an unexpected situation.
She was dressed in a pure white dress, with wicker-woven flowers on her head, and her eyes were full of sympathy.
She is very beautiful, beautiful and compassionate, so beautiful that people admire and respect her, but she can't give birth to the slightest blasphemy.
This man is completely different from before.
Seemingly sensing Rong Xian's gaze, the woman opened her eyes and looked over.
She stared at Rong Xian for a while, her lips parted slightly, and she said something.
The voice was sent to Rong Xian's ears by the gentle wind through the silhouettes.
"There is cause and effect between us, who are you?"
Rong Xian lowered her eyes, and the layer of water vapor in her eyes disappeared instantly.
She raised her head, bowed towards the woman, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Seeing you today, the cause and effect are all gone."
After that, it was really over.
The voice fell, and the connection between her and the woman was instantly cut off by a mighty force.
Small Thousand Realms, Return to Earth City.
The man in Tsing Yi who was guarding outside the underground palace tomb suddenly raised his head, surprise and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
This is - Jing'er! !
On the edge of the sea of evil, Rong Xian stood there with her back straight.
"Aren't you going?" I don't know when, the Buddha came to Rong Xian's side.
Hearing his question, Rong Xian tilted her head, which made her look extremely innocent.
She asked inexplicably, "Why did you go?"
The Buddha was also puzzled: "Isn't that someone you know?"
If it were not deeply involved and unforgettable, this person would not have been pulled over, causing him to misunderstand that she was trapped by love.
And the involvement is so deep, it is obviously related.
But this girl just stood here with such a calm expression, looking at the person who had already died in the impression and was indifferent, just like looking at a stranger, is it really okay?
Rong Xian shrugged and said in a relaxed and comfortable tone, "I've seen it, she's doing well, everyone is well, that's enough."
After saying that, she winked at him playfully.
Of course, the deeper meaning, Rong Xian has not yet said.
Those who have been transformed by the teachings of the Buddhist scriptures are no longer the ones in memory.
Even if the soul has not changed, it is no longer her.
What she misses is the elder sister Jing who loved her, loved her and took care of her, crying, laughing and angry, not the Bodhisattva who looks like Amitabha now.
Now that he is a stranger, there is no need to worry anymore.
Knowing that she is still alive and living in a corner she knows is really enough.
Since then, everyone is not related, and they are just strangers who meet by chance.
She said in a confident and sparse and ordinary tone: "Everyone is an adult, there is no need to be sticky."
Buddha: "..." Are you a devil
Buddha: Why can't you be a good person? Σ(っ°Д°;)っ
(End of this chapter)