Mu Tiannan held the red light ball very disgusted, and squeezed the red light ball vigorously while speaking, the mouse demon really wanted to vomit another mouthful of old blood.
Lin Luoran finally caught the very short moment when it was distracted, pointed to the pen, and quickly grasped the pulse of "fire". A golden character had been written, and the flames ignited from all directions, cocooning the mouse demon Surrounded.
In fact, the word "thunder" is the best way to deal with monsters, but Lin Luoran is a person who has become a god but has not crossed the catastrophe for a long time, so how could he dare to lure Zi Lei down, for fear that he would not kill the rat demon? If she dies, she will go through the "God Transformation Tribulation" immediately.
The golden characters are learned from "Da Dao Shu", which is the most orthodox inheritance of the robes. Breaking each character into pieces and thinking about it gives you a new experience every time.
The character for "fire" written by Lin Luoran with the cultivation of spirit transformation is quite different from when she first learned it during her interstellar wandering.
There are traces of the "fire" in the past, but now the fire that ignited does not know where it started, and what can be used to extinguish it.
Mu Tiannan was a demon cultivator, and couldn't help but dodge when the rat demon was surrounded by the fire cocoon. Outsiders didn't know what it was like to be a rat demon among them.
"Can it be burned to death?"
Mu Tiannan leaned forward holding the small group of red light, Lin Luoran looked inside the fire cocoon, the rat demon possessed the light of Buddha, unless it is completely cut off from the mother country that produces the power of faith, how long will this matter take Even Lin Luoran didn't know.
But where can we cut off the connection between the rat demon and the believers of the Basa kingdom
You must know that the power of faith is a fetter that cannot be broken even by the interface. Take Lin Luoran herself as an example. She left the earth from the Tongtian Tower to this world, and the thin lines invisible to the naked eye are inextricably linked. The believers on the earth are still going to the world. She knows the sea and sends a light group of faith.
"Lady Lin!"
Zhixiu's voice sounded, and Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan landed to the pit where the Bodhi tree was uprooted.
Looking along the pothole, the huge underground space is just under the golden body temple, stepping on the edge of the clods and falling continuously. Zhixiu's little novice is sitting cross-legged among the complete wraiths. Seeing the two people appearing, their smiles are a little dignified .
"These resentful spirits were tortured during their lifetime, and their resentment lasted for years after death. What they hate most is the rat demon. If there is any place in the world that pollutes the will of all people, it is this."
Zhixiu's tone was bitter. He recited scriptures, and the wraiths were trapped around him. Looking at their expressions, he knew that the pain had eased. Once he saw the rat demon, thousands of wraiths would boil again.
It was almost dawn, and Lin Luoran was faintly aware of Zhixiu's scruples, but the current situation did not give her any choice, so she had to drag Huo Yu into the wraith formation.
Two different kinds of fire meet, the former tortures the wraith, the latter cleanses the sin, a vacuum is created in the wraith formation, and Zhixiu also leaps into the air. The resentful spirits sensed the aura of the rat demon, and Zhixiu's previous appeasement was all in vain. They scrambled to be the first to surround the fire cocoon like moths to the flame. Wherever the filth came, there was nowhere to put even the most devout beliefs.
As Lin Luoran could see with both eyes, the light cluster of faith rising from the mountain could not get close to the Wraith Pit, and the successor power of the rat demon was cut off!
The rat demon in the fire cocoon finally felt that something was wrong. At first, it was cursing, but when the daylight gradually brightened, it had turned into a faint pleading.
No matter how many benefits it promises, the lures and threats, they can't move the three hearts that are as hard as gold and iron after witnessing the tragedy of thousands of resentful spirits. The sunlight hinders the wraith spirits, and at dawn Mu Tiannan even spread his wings to cover the entrance of the wraith spirit pit.
The situation is clear, once the rat monster's backup force is cut off, the fire cocoon burns its defenses, and its body will be burned, revealing the deeply hidden mouse monster's primordial spirit.
At that time, the believers and monks in the Basha Kingdom had to carefully identify who was the real Mosha!
After dawn, the monks of Posama Sect have already realized that Posatami Sect has been in operation for many years, so there is naturally a special contact method. The Buddha’s birthday has just passed, and both believers and monks from all over the world gathered in Ramaya. Luo Ran found that many people were rushing up the mountain.
Fanatical believers are not afraid of death at all. In their view, Rakshasa does evil, and the real Buddha suffers. To save the Buddha, if he can pay for his worthless mortal body, he will be recognized by the Buddha and go to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Lin Luoran was moved by their involvement, but extremely disapproved of their behavior.
After thinking about it, she cast another spell to project the scene under the Wraith Pit into the sky.
The distorted phantoms of thousands of young women stood out, shocking some people.
Lin Luoran snorted coldly: "These resentful spirits were all harmed by your Lord Buddha, let me see who dares to stop me from destroying the demons!"
Zhixiu uttered the Buddha's name, bowed his head and chanted sutras, closed his eyes like a clear pool, and there were flashes of water in the corners of his eyes. The tired wisdom of previous lives made him very soft-hearted.
The fire burned for three full days, Lin Luoran consumed seven or eight layers of spirit energy in his body, and thousands of resentful spirits wailed, which naturally affected the mood of the rat monster in the fire cocoon. Under other circumstances, this false Buddha could still calm down However, it is surrounded by thousands of creatures that it has harmed. Once a hole in its state of mind appears, the majestic Buddha light of the treasure will fade like water, and the army will be defeated like a mountain. Resist the continual burning of the fire.
The monks and crazy believers who tried to go up the mountain for three days were all fanned away by Mu Tiannan with his wings. On the fourth day, the sun jumped out of the mountains and the top of the mountain was covered with broken gold and stones, covering the once glorious and sacred golden temple of Posamiya Buddha. The wailing resounded throughout the city of Ramayana, and the red light shot out. The mouse demon turned into a cloud of fog and wanted to escape, but was dragged back by thousands of vengeful spirits.
The big white rat disappeared in the mid-air of the Buddha City, and the rich fragrance of the Luoye River had not dissipated. It was an indescribable irony to match the shouts of the crazy believers.
"Fooling the people, killing innocent women, killing innocent..." Lin Luoran hadn't tried to kill for a long time, including when she saw Xin Yuanping again. The only thing she was thinking about now was to make the rat demon die and not enter. reincarnation!
Zhixiu sighed again and again, "Layman Mu, please throw the life essence of the Bodhi tree into the fire together."
The red light group Mu Tiannan pinched it for three days, but it was a pity that he couldn't eat it and threw it away. After listening to Zhixiu's words, he threw it into the fire as he said.
The bodhi tree is ignorant and has not yet opened its spiritual wisdom. Of course, its life essence is not as good as the soul of the rat demon. It was burned as soon as it entered the fire, and the rat demon screamed again. It was really hurt and painful.
At noon, the rat demon's primordial spirit had been burned to an extremely weak state. Lin Luoran resolutely removed the fire cocoon after estimating its strength.
One is that the spiritual energy in her body has been exhausted, and the other is that if there is some hatred, revenge in person can always offset some of the grievances.
As soon as the fire cocoon was withdrawn, the resentful spirits couldn't believe it at first, and after reacting, they rushed forward, tearing and eating the weak soul of the rat demon!
This white rat who ate lamp oil in front of the Buddha accidentally became enlightened by the Buddha's light. If he practiced diligently afterwards, he might not be able to achieve positive results under the good environment of the spiritual world. It will be destroyed, and the blue sky will be exhausted, and there will be no place for it to stay.
Once the mouse demon's primordial spirit is destroyed, its forcefully restrained belief power loses its leader, and it runs around. The believers and monks are both sad and at a loss. When they think of the years to come, they are at a loss as to how to deal with themselves.
The city of Ramayada was full of cries, and even the king of Basa Kingdom shed a few tears on the throne when he heard the news.
The cries will spread throughout the entire continent in the next few days. Lin Luoran looks down at the blood-stained civilians by the Luoye River. In this situation, it takes great determination to stick to the original Heart.
In addition to black and white, there are also huge gray areas in the world, and there is no absolute right or wrong judgment for many things.
Just like the Rat Demon established Posau Mijiao to preach to the foolish people, whether it distorts the teaching or not, it is its own way... If Lin Luoran had never seen thousands of resentful spirits, Lin Luoran's original intention was to leave this planet through the interstellar teleportation array, and he would not be against it at all. The rat monster beat the killer.
No matter what kind of moral standard is used, there is no such thing as "using low-level creatures as stepping stones to pursue the way of heaven" in the world. Lin Luoran can't be called a moral gentleman, but she has no guilt in killing the rat demon.
Only broken walls and broken tiles are left in the golden body temples of the Buddha City. The sun is like fire, and the snow on the mountains of the Buddha City is slowly melting. The Luoye River is so holy under the blue sky. .
Lin Luoran sighed, "The Basuo Mi Sect is too deeply rooted, and the rat demon is dead. I'm afraid it will not be so easy to solve the matter of mopping up. Master Zhixiu has any good suggestions?"
Zhixiu nodded: "It is extremely difficult to overcome the thousands of resentful spirits in front of me, but I don't insist on this moment. I wonder if Layman Lin is willing to listen to the little monk's talk about cause and effect?"
The eminent monks of the Buddhist sect would not aim at the target indiscriminately, and Lin Luoran naturally would not refuse.
Zhixiu straightened the withered bodhi tree to block the scorching sun at noon, and the three of them sat on the ground beside the tree, listening to the young novice talk about the past.
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During the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Buddhism flourished, but Taoism in the land of China had to retreat a few feet.
Zhixiu's first life was an abandoned baby. He was abandoned in front of the gate of a Buddhist temple on the outskirts of the imperial city. He was picked up by the monk who carried water in the temple and brought up. He naturally followed the situation and believed in Buddhism.
Buddhism was prevalent at that time, but the secular temples did not represent Buddhist practitioners. The monks in the temples only lived on the secular incense offerings and the private fields of the temples.
When he was a teenager, Zhixiu found a mutilated classic in the corner of the Buddhist scripture pavilion in the temple.
This book is not a scripture well-known by monks, but an isolated book on Buddhist cultivation and discussion of supernatural powers. Zhixiu, who grew up in a temple since he was a child, can be said to have no dust in his heart. It is purer than the vegetarian vegetarian food in the temple. He has been reciting scriptures since he was able to speak. I don't understand, but at least I read the common Buddhist scriptures handed down from generation to generation thoroughly.
Seeing supernatural powers with his pure and sincere mind, after practicing for several years, although he was still confused, until he found out the most superficial supernatural powers such as "He Xintong", and his strength soared, within two years, Carrying two large buckets of water to and from the mountain road dozens of times a day without feeling tired.
If it were anyone else, Long, who couldn't stop diving, had already thought about his own way out. Zhixiu had learned supernatural powers, and his honest character could only make the senior brothers push all the chores to him.
He felt that he was very strong, and he smiled and did not shirk when others took advantage of him. He seemed to be very popular, and all the senior brothers turned their backs and called him a fool.
A fool can't lick his face and be greedy with his seniors. No one knows the supernatural powers he has learned.
When Emperor Taiwu of the Northern Wei Dynasty ascended the throne, Buddhist temples bloomed everywhere, enclosing more and more lands, and forcing the common people to have no land. Emperor Taiwu began to restrain the development of Buddhism and forced some monks to return to secular life. Zhixiu, a little novice, was sent down the mountain by two liang of silver from the monastery before he could actually be ordained and become a monk holding a "certificate of graduation".
At that time, there were monks returning to the secular world all over the country. They had no living skills and no permanent property. Many monks grew their hair and returned to the lay world to marry wives and start a career. Zhixiu grew up in a temple. After wandering around for several years, strictly guarding against the rules and regulations, blinded by a small amount of supernatural powers, he traveled all over the famous mountains of China by relying on alms.
When he knocked on the door of the Buddhist sect by mistake, Zhixiu's face turned pale, which surprised the seniors who wanted to lead him to practice Buddhism.
Having found a fellow monk, Zhixiu didn't care about fame and wealth, so he stayed in the mountains at ease, discussing scriptures with monks every day, practicing supernatural powers, and lived happily.
In his first life, he died without any illness when he was 120 years old. The senior Buddhist practitioners who introduced him believed that he was a good man and a beautiful man. Unfortunately, in this life, he didn’t understand the meaning of Buddhism until his death. Making Zhixiu reincarnate can also preserve the memory of the previous life.
In the second life, he was a woodcutter, and his middle-aged wife and children escaped into Buddhism. The memory of the previous life before he died was only recovered, and he wasted another life.
In the third life, he was a celebrity.
The fourth world... Time flies, until the seventh world, he was born into a wealthy family, and he was raised until he was seven or eight years old due to a disease brought in by the womb. The family hired a famous doctor to buy medicine and spent a lot of money. Finally, he listened to an old monk. It was suggested that the child should be fostered in the temple, and the fetal illness gradually recovered.
At the age of seventeen or eighteen, despite the objections of his family, he finally converted to Buddhism.
In his twenties, his parents died one after another. When his widowed mother was seriously ill, he let him go back to the secular world with her eyes blinded from crying.
After the widowed mother left, relatives accused him one after another, and he disappeared without a trace after disbanding the family business.
The seventh life was diligent and never rested. After all, he failed his mother's wishes. In his later years, he practiced hard in the wild temple alone, but still failed to find the real "Buddha".
As for the eighth life, it is the "Zhixiu" that Lin Luoran saw. He was born in the most turbulent and dark age in China. Compared with the previous lives, he was born knowing the past life, and it was the earliest awakening.
After several lives, he felt that he seemed to have realized something, and he wanted to study it carefully, but his mind was still blank.
The eighth life was born in Huihui, and Zhixiu found the Buddhist sect he joined in the first life. The senior Buddhist sect who accepted him had already left this world. After several generations of accumulation, his Buddhist teachings are superb and his supernatural powers are mysterious, so he was naturally favored by the Buddhist sect. accept.
According to the seniority of the first life, he is already a very old senior in the Buddhist sect, so he naturally has a detached status.
It's just that Zhixiu has not really "enlightened" for a day, and Zhixiu has always been a little novice. For decades, Lin Luoran knocked on the door of the Buddhist sect in order to purify the evil spirit of Jinling's blood pool underground palace, and saw Zhixiu for the first time. He is still the "little novice monk" with a transcendent identity.
The experience of several lifetimes was told in detail, making people feel like they were there, and Lin Luoran and Mu Tiannan were able to concentrate on listening.
Zhixiu smiled sideways:
"I would also like to thank Layman Lin. If it wasn't for the mage in the Jinling Underground Palace, I would have to go through a few detours. If you read the scriptures thoroughly and have supernatural powers, you don't know who you are. In the end, you will be a pile of dry bones .
After the Jinling incident, the Buddhist sect reappeared in the world. When the earth was in catastrophe, the little monk was running and suffering. From his own life and death, he glimpsed the suffering in this world, and then he vaguely understood why it was all in vain after cultivating Buddhas for several generations.
The Buddha is also known as the enlightened one, and enlightenment has three meanings: self-awareness, awareness of others, and the completion of enlightenment, which is the highest attainment of Buddhist practice. After going through seven lives in a daze, it is the little monk who realizes that the desolate planet in front of him is the state of "awareness" that the little monk wants to make all living beings awaken. "
To make all living beings in the Pasa kingdom awaken
Not to mention fanatical believers and monks, thousands of resentful spirits have to spend countless efforts to meet each other by chance. Lin Luoran asked himself that no matter what, he would not be able to do this step.
Seeing Zhixiu's understatement, but his firmness in reality, Lin Luoran knew that he had found his own path of practice.
Maybe when we meet again in the future, Zhixiu will take off his identity as a little novice monk.
The seventh generation practiced Buddhism and knew that he was "aware of him". Lin Luoran was happy for Zhixiu, so Zhixiu might as well stand up and soothe his hands and feet.
"Layman Lin wanted to find relatives and friends. After leaving Posuo Star, he went westward. There was a lot of gain... In the end, it was because the monk's practice was shallow, and the effect of Tianyan on Layman Lin was too weak."
The little novice felt a little apologetic, but Lin Luoran was already pleasantly surprised after hearing his advice.