"Little master Zhixiu, since Lhasa hurriedly said goodbye, there are more than four hundred of you and I who have not seen you."
At that time, Lin Luoran had not formed the alchemy yet. He met Zhixiu in the Jokhang Temple in Lhasa, got his advice on "making tea", and made up his mind to live as an ordinary person. Only then did "Anal" on the Nagqu Grassland, and finally Breaking through the limitations of the state of mind, he successfully formed a pill.
Seeing that female Esha greeted the little novice who was dragging his legs and made a big ugly face, all the monks were stunned. Look carefully at the little novice, with delicate features, as if he was in the temple a long time ago, he never misses morning and evening classes, and he doesn't talk too much, and he will finish the rough and tiring work in silence. In the temple with many monks, for many years All like invisible people.
At this moment, he suddenly came into the sight of all the monks, and the monk who had been in the temple for a long time recalled carefully, but he didn't know when the little novice entered the temple. It could be hundreds of years, but only a few days. conclusion.
There were no monks he had befriended in the temple, and even thinking about it, the memory of the little novice was vague.
If the monks were just shocked, the Buddha's heart was indescribably overwhelmed.
How could there be a little novice who quietly entered his domain, with his control over the Po Saa kingdom, he was unaware of the little novice who lived under his nose every day. Besides, this little novice who can come and go freely in the temple under the eyes of all the monks, also met the goddess who is full of divinity, isn't it a bit of a coincidence
The well-informed "Lord Buddha" instantly raised the risk factor of the little novice Zhixiu above Lin Luoran.
Hearing Lin Luoran greet him, Zhixiu's eyes were confused for a long time, and it seemed that he recognized Lin Luoran after a while. He raised his head and smiled, but what he uttered was the native language of the Basuo country.
Zhixiu was also taken aback, and finally switched back to the Chinese language of Earth, speaking to Lin Luoran, there was also joy in the reunion of old friends.
"Lin Layman, you are truly blessed."
Before the two parted, Lin Luoran sealed her memory by herself, and looked for an opportunity to form an alchemy in the Nagqu Grassland. Unexpectedly, when they met again, she had become a cultivator who transformed herself into a god, and she had successfully left the earth, following in the footsteps of her predecessors, and came to this world.
When he met Lin Luoran earlier, Zhixiu was in the early stage of reincarnation and reconstruction.
The supernatural powers cultivated by Buddha are different from the supernatural powers realized by Lin Luoran. The latter is ever-changing and depends on individual comprehension, while the former can only be summed up as "six skills".
The divine state can change many into one, one into many; big into small, small into big; entering the water or the ground is not hindered by mountains, rivers and rock walls, and can fly freely in the air, coming and going without hindrance.
The heavenly ear is open, able to hear and understand the words spoken by the sentient beings of the six realms both near and far.
He has a clear mind and knows what all sentient beings think and read.
Celestial eye is open, can see far away, everything nearby is not blocked, can see everything from the outside to the inside, has the karma of being able to see all living beings, and knows where the next life is.
Fate is connected, "place" represents the past, knowing where the karma of oneself and all living beings in the past comes from.
"Leaking out" is to cut off all afflictions, and "leaking out" is to know the state of being free from the troubles of life and death in oneself and others.
When Lin Luoran was about to form alchemy, Zhixiu had seen her as a shepherdess on the grassland.
At that time, he looked at Lin Luoran's background in a daze, and even attracted monks from the Jokhang Temple to inquire.
How did you answer it at that time
"—I know her in the past, and I can foresee her in the future, but I don't know her at this moment."
Today, the situation seems to be completely reversed. "He Xintong" can no longer touch Lin Luoran's mind; what "Sushitong" saw in the past seems to be deliberately shown to him; To go is a vast expanse of wilderness.
For more than four hundred years, he has undergone changes, and the changes in Lin Luoran are obviously even more astonishing.
He doesn't know her in the past, and he can't predict her in the future, but he only knows her at this moment—since the faith of the same line has clearly proved to be a god. No wonder, he once noticed fluctuations in the power of faith in Lin Luoran. At that time, he only wondered why the Buddhist religious artifact was carried by a monk. In retrospect, it probably has something to do with Lin Luoran's now strong godhead.
People's thinking changes the fastest and is unrestrained. Lin Luoran met Zhixiu in this situation, and many complicated thoughts flashed through his mind. After careful study, it only took a few breaths.
Of course, she and Zhixiu's reminiscing about the old days still angered the so-called "Buddha Lord".
He couldn't pretend to be kind and kind-hearted anymore, he yelled "end the battle", and the injured monks turned over like chicken blood, ignoring to pick up the copper lamp that was extinguished by Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan before, with both hands Forming an array with palms together, the three of Lin Luoran were surrounded under the tree again.
Together with the obscure scriptures, it was no longer the soft golden light circle just now, but the pure Buddha nature of the thousand-year-old bodhi tree was filled with blood, and the evil Shura swept over, and bloody whirlwinds attacked the three of them.
Lin Luoran clicked his tongue twice, the Lord Buddha has completely torn his face, and even such a method was used openly. When the wave of blood came, Lin Luoran remained motionless, and Mu Tiannan's unavoidable demonic aura surged, but it seemed to have no effect on Zhixiu. The fragrance of the annual hosta flower lasts for a long time.
Lin Luoran still hasn't figured out what kind of exercises Zhixiu cultivated. Rakshasa evil spirits walk through the formation. She relies on her pure white faith to distinguish herself from the sea of blood. Mu Tiannan's demon power is strong, and some little ghosts don't care about it. In his eyes, Zhixiu was standing beside the two of them, and the evil spirit simply ignored him.
The Lord Buddha did not give up on the lotus platform from the beginning to the end. Seeing the scene in the Dharma circle, his eyes flashed, and a Dharma seal was formed. After the golden light of the thousand-year-old Bodhi tree behind the three people burst into golden light, a blood basin and a big mouth emerged, covering the forest. The three of Luo Ran swallowed it.
Although this move came suddenly, it was not too difficult to break free. Lin and Mu didn't resist obediently, but Zhixiu signaled.
The Lord Buddha probably didn't expect it to be so smooth. If things were abnormal, there would be demons. He couldn't pretend to be kind and kind, and frowned slightly. He asked the monks to change the Dharma circle and recite scriptures and seals, and kept blessing the ban on the Bodhi tree.
The Bodhi tree is a species with very Buddha nature. The gentle golden light suddenly turned into a bloody mouth and swallowed people. Lin Luoran and the three fell into a dark space.
With Lin Luoran's cultivation level, her eyesight can't be divided into day and night, but at this time, her vision is really pitch black, and the light in the world seems to be swallowed up by something, it's so cold that it's hard to say.
Soon the toes landed on the ground, and there was a squeaking sound, something like a snake entangled around, and was burned clean by Lin Luoran with real fire. The fire flashed and it was too late to see the surrounding environment clearly, but even the real fire of samadhi only lasted for a short moment just go out.
"This place is huge, don't get lost."
Zhixiu, who signaled Lin Luoran not to resist, finally spoke out, and a faint white light lit up. With a flick of his finger, a white light rose and fell, turning into a halo around the three of them.
With the help of the weak light circle, Lin Luoran finally saw the surrounding environment clearly. The black fog rolled around outside the white light circle. They were in the thick fog, surrounded by vast expanse, and couldn't distinguish their positions for a while.
"Master Zhixiu seems to be familiar with this place?"
Bai Guangfo's mellow nature is the nemesis of the black mist, but judging from Zhixiu's words, it seems that this is not the first time he has come.
Zhixiu nodded, getting too close to the young woman, his delicate face was slightly shy, like a young novice novice.
"Before that, I had been in a daze in the Basuo Kingdom. I have been in it dozens of times in the past seventy years since I woke up. I finally have a little understanding of it."
Mu Tiannan, who had been very quiet all this time, suddenly asked, "Are we in the underground space of the Bodhi tree?"
During the conversation, the three of them kept walking. Based on the strength of their feet, the distance they walked would probably not be as large as the mountain hollow seen outside, but there was no end in sight.
Zhixiu nodded, "Yes and no, you think you have traveled a long way, but in fact we have been in the bodhi tree."
Lin Luoran was taken aback, "Xu Mi Zang Na Gu, Kui Zi Na Su Mi... Kui Zi space?"
Zhixiu put his palms together with a smile: "Layman Lin knows the Buddhist sect very well."
Lin Luoran blushed a little, it is not difficult for a cultivator to memorize what he has learned extensively, it just depends on whether the individual is willing to pay attention to the knowledge of other sects.
Buddhists use "mustard seeds" as a metaphor for being extremely small. Mount Sumeru was originally the name of a mountain in Indian mythology, referring to the residence of Emperor Shitian and the Four Heavenly Kings. The two contain each other, just like there is a universe in the space of a bead, and there is a world hidden in a flower and a leaf, and the huge Mount Sumeru can be accommodated in a mustard seed. According to the interpretation of the mustard seed space, they may not even be in the bodhi tree at this time, just in a certain bodhi seed, or on a certain bark bump on the tree.
"Master Zhixiu claimed to be muddle-headed before, and it's been more than seventy years since he woke up. What's going on?"
The mustard space is vast and boundless. If you don't chat and talk, just the black mist that can swallow the light around you makes people feel uncomfortable. Lin Luoran explained the mustard space to Mu Tiannan, and then turned to ask Zhixiu.
The little novice avoided talking about it, but was rather interested in Lin Luoran's experiences over the years.
Lin Luoran picks and chooses the part that can be said. When it comes to her disappearance in search of Penglai Xianshan, Zhixiu is still not moved by the chance of her finding Xianshan. Instead, it is Lin Luoran's experience in "Niehaitian" that made him sigh.
In the past when the "God's Protection" was opened, the Buddhist sect left together. Zhixiu felt very sad about the catastrophe of the earth. Hearing Lin Luoran said that the five elements had been rebuilt when she left, the little novice chanted the Buddha's name several times excitedly.
"Layman Lin's merits and virtues are boundless, and he has his own future blessings. You are looking for the Posama Sect, but you are here to find the interstellar teleportation array?"
Lin Luoran's eyes lit up, "Master, do you know where the teleportation array is?"
Zhixiu was a little worried, "Unfortunately, the interstellar teleportation array is right under our feet, but it can only be seen but cannot be used."
Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan were half-joyed and half-concerned, they were right under their feet, did they mean they were under the Bodhi tree, so they could only see if they didn't work, could it be that the teleportation array was broken
"The master has entered the tree dozens of times, but has not left this planet. Could it be that there is no way to restore the formation?"
Zhixiu sighed, "The two lay monks will follow you and you will know the cause and effect."
He was referring to the depths of the boundless black mist. Under the guidance of Zhixiu, Lin and Mu kept moving forward until there was a disgusting red light in the thick black mist ahead.