Rong Xian looked at the sea shrouded in the Buddha's light. Evil ghosts lingered in the sky, ghosts and ghosts were terrifying, and the fairy music was fluttering below, and the Buddha's light was shining everywhere.
Her mind moved, and the scene in front of her changed again.
It has become the Rong family buried in the ground thousands of years ago, with splendid flowers blooming and a happy living relative.
Rong Xian frowned slightly, and the scene was repeated again. The red fiery clouds were coiled around, and the red lotuses were burning brightly, which made it look much more comfortable.
She stretched her brows and smiled lightly, as if she had let go of something, and her whole body relaxed.
The Buddha looked at Rong Xian, and felt that this fellow's appearance was somewhat transparent and Buddha-nature.
But for those who can't see it, this is too ruthless and cruel.
The compliment is called heartless.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, the smile between her brows pierced into the bones.
Just as the Buddha quietly praised Rong Xian in his heart, he saw this heart-pounding smile and froze for a while.
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Little monk, didn't your master teach you that all beauty is pink and pink?"
Speaking of which, she raised her head and sighed with a sigh of emphasizing: "The vastness of all beings is mixed with red dust. In the pursuit of fame and fortune, seven emotions surround the body. The peerless beauty turns around but withered bones, and the emperor and generals close their eyes but no more than loess. A sip."
She murmured in a clear voice, her cadence as if she was singing a gorgeous poem: "Fame, wealth and wealth are not brought by life, and not taken by death—"
The Buddha listened intently to her words, and she was caught off guard. She changed the subject and continued, "—Why do you have to earn so much to make it cheaper for others."
Buddha: "..."
The indescribable expression of the Buddha was amused, she blinked playfully, and said softly: "So, if you are adding too much burden to yourself, just live well."
Buddha: "..." Be a good person.
Rong Xian looked at Nie Hai with deep eyes, and finally turned her head without reluctance, tilted her head towards the Buddha, and said, "I've finished watching it, let's go."
After all, he walked slowly towards the front.
She didn't know the Buddha behind him, but his eyes widened, as if he saw something incredible.
Of course, the Buddha was surprised. The souls who have been attracted to the sea of evil since ancient times could not leave.
It's not that they can't leave, it's that they don't want to leave.
In addition to seeing unforgettable things in the sea of evil, they will see what no one knows.
But it was the scene that no one knew that made those people voluntarily stay here forever and never leave again.
At least the Buddha never saw a soul leave, neither did his master, nor his master's master.
Thinking of this, the Buddha hurried forward, and only caught up with Rong Xian until he was out of the range of the sea of evil.
He didn't have time to think that Rong Xian was walking slowly but let him chase after him desperately for so long. Instead, he leaned in front of Rong Xian and asked, "Girl, what did you see there just now?"
Rong Xian replied casually, "Don't you know? I saw an old friend."
Fozong scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks: "No, apart from the old people, what else did you see?"
A soul has successfully escaped from the sea of evil, and he can finally know what is in it, and the souls that can be attracted have even abandoned the reincarnation.
Rong Xian lowered her eyes and stroked her sleeves, sighing softly in her heart, this is really no way for you to go into hell.
She Shi Shiran asked, "Do you really want to know?"
Without waiting for the Buddha's answer, Rong Xian asked and answered herself, and said in a muffled voice, "Where is your Lord Buddha inside."
"It's impossible!" The Buddha jumped, completely disbelieving what she said.
How could the Lord Buddha be there! Everyone knows that the Lord Buddha is in Paradise.
Rong Xian smiled meaningfully, what if she was talking nonsense, but who can be sure that the Lord Buddha is in Paradise.
Everyone still knew that Emperor Xu was in Ganjing, but she still came to the Western Pole Continent.
Seeing that the question of the Buddha's master was involved, the Buddha couldn't hold back, and Rong Xian said slowly: "There is nothing in the sea of evil."
"Then why are there so many souls that don't leave?" The Buddha made it clear that he didn't believe it, and felt that Rong Xian's credibility in this regard was too low.
The corners of Rong Xian's mouth were slightly raised, and she said, "It's actually a colorful world inside."
The Buddha quickly pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and the dark color eased.
This is just like saying, how good it is to answer well, you have to answer irrelevant questions.
Rong Xian took his look into his eyes, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
She didn't seem to realize it, and continued: "In that world, the energy of heaven and earth is abundant, the gods are as many as dogs, and the earth is full of Taiyi. The earth is full of treasures, and everyone is working hard to be detached."
The more Buddhism listened to it, the more wrong it became. Why did he feel that this was not the real world, but rather a person's whims.
At this time, Rong Xian sighed with emotion: "That is a world where people are like dragons, and it is a world where you can do whatever you want."
After a pause, she added: "Everything you can imagine will be revealed in that world."
This is clear enough.
The Buddha's face darkened inch by inch, he straightened up, gritted his teeth and said, "You just tell the little monk that it's an illusion that you want to achieve, won't you?"
Rong Xian glanced at him with disapproval: "What kind of illusion, that's what you Buddha masters do, and it can be expressed in such a vulgar 'illusion'..."
Her voice stopped abruptly, raised her eyes and looked up and down the Buddha several times, until she saw that the Buddha was uncomfortable, and then said slowly: "You are not sincere, you are not sincere to your Buddha."
She was very puzzled: "You obviously think so too, but you have to deceive yourself and others, and you are not happy for me to expose it. You little monk is very contradictory."
"Didn't you say that your family doesn't lie?" Rong Xian asked.
The Buddha said: "..." It's enough to know this kind of thing, why say it.
He is not a real Buddha, of course he will have personal feelings.
In order to maintain a calm demeanor, the Buddha's voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "Are you a Jianxiu?" Why is his mouth so arrogant!
Rong Xian blinked and said with a smile, "The little monk guessed well."
As she spoke, her eyes flashed, and a strong sword energy flashed away from her body.
Although it was only a moment, it was enough for the Buddha to know Rong Xian's other identity.
It was indeed that unpleasant sword cultivator.
Buddha: The anger has become a pufferfish!
"You committed anger just now." Rong Xian said suddenly.
The Buddha's whole body was agile, and the whole person woke up.
Before he could repent and recite 'sin' twice, he saw Rong Xian take a few steps back without a trace, and there was an unmistakable doubt in his voice: "You are a fake monk, so is the real Buddha being accused of being a real Buddha? did you kill?"
This is really deafening!
The Buddha was at a loss, and did not understand where the words came from
"Although I haven't seen Buddha's sons, I heard that Buddha's sons are all highly virtuous, mellow, and stable. How can you be so out of touch? Not only are you dishonest to the Buddha, but you have also violated the precepts." Rong Xian said with reason and reason. With a serious look, he said, "Say, who are you?"
The blue veins on the Buddha's forehead jumped, and only felt a thread in his head snapped with a 'quack'.
He took a deep breath and shouted unbearably, "Don't you know that only Buddha sons can live in Bodhi Mountain, a sea of evil?"
Rong Xian's pure eyes were filled with puzzlement: "I know now, so how did you break in and take away the real Buddha?"
Buddha:! !
The Buddha took a deep breath, and after holding himself to half-death, he abolished the boss's effort to explain, which made Rong Xian believe that he was the real Buddha, not some kind of cat or dog pretending to be.
Rong Xian, the culprit, slapped the culprit, and said extremely unhappily: "You Buddhist son, it is really unreasonable to be a Buddhist son, and the conditions for choosing a Buddhist son are too low."
The Buddha was so angry that he almost vomited blood, and he was the one who co-authored in the end, right? !
The Buddha flung his sleeves and left on the spot, silently repenting in his heart that he had broken the precepts again.
In that room, Rong Xian stood in the same place, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, she looked at the retreating back of the Buddha, and pretended to say, "The little monk is quite energetic."
With a flicker of her figure, she turned into a streamer and fell on the weeds beside her feet.
Growing by the sea of evil and being nurtured by souls, it was no wonder that she thought these grasses were strange when she first saw them.
The soul power in this is just enough to restore her injured soul through the cracks in the space.
Rong Xian's main soul rested, but the battle in Beijiang Buzhou was in full swing.
Buddha: How did such a scourge go to the West Pole? (;'⌒`)
(End of this chapter)