Thousands of miles of Buddha country, boundless lotus.
The young little phoenix knelt in front of the Buddha, leaned over to incense, and stood up.
The snow-white cassocks dragged on the ground like flowing water, and the soft black hair fell on his side. When he got up, it brought a faint fragrance, like a lotus flower silently blooming on the water in the dark night.
Countless pairs of eyes peeped at him in the darkness of the hall, and whispers sounded from the void in all directions. However, Fenghuang closed his eyes, his face was calm, and a pure cyan glazed Buddha bead was gently moved in his hand.
"Ahuang."
Phoenix turned his head and saw a man standing in the light at the entrance of the main hall, his face could not be seen clearly in the reflection.
A shy smile appeared in Little Phoenix's bright eyes, he turned to the man, handed him his tender little hand, and said softly, "Shakyamuni."
On Mount Sumeru, the long road of colored glaze, the nine layers of heaven meanders down, hidden in the clouds.
Two figures, one big and one small, held hands. Phoenix looked up at the man beside him and asked, "Shakyamuni."
"Um?"
"Venerable Badi said that the phoenix was originally separate, and I should have a brother, is that true?"
Sakyamuni was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you think?"
"...I don't know, they don't like me..."
Sakyamuni put his hands on Little Phoenix's shoulders, leaned over and looked directly at his big eyes that were as clear as water, and said softly, "It's not true, when I picked you up, you were just an egg."
Little Phoenix looked back blankly.
Shakyamuni said, "Don't worry about other people's opinions, just trust me."
The little phoenix on the thirty-three days was always alone.
He never talks to anyone and doesn't pay attention to anyone. Many times he just looked at you quietly, lowered his eyes, walked away alone, and passed by without making a sound.
Every day, he goes to the Buddha and kneels for scriptures. He comes and walks alone, and the sandalwood incense is as quiet as a wisp of smoke.
The naughty little novice once stopped him and asked, "Why are you always alone?"
"… "
"I heard that you have a very evil appearance, is it true?"
Little Phoenix stared at the ground beneath his feet.
His face never moved, never said a word or smiled, like a jade carving. The little novices couldn't wait for an answer, and they dispersed again, laughing and laughing, and he continued to step out of the Buddhist hall and walked up the steps to the boundless sea of clouds.
The Venerables perched high on lotus thrones and exclaimed compassionately, but no one could hear them.
"There should have been two, but only one came out of the shell..."
"It is said that the phoenix devoured the phoenix, so he was born with a very evil appearance. The moment the shell was broken, 990,000 thunder seas and sky tribulations fell..."
"Is it true? Even Lei Haitian Tribulation has not been able to smash the extremely evil phase to ashes?"
After a long silence on the lotus seat, Venerable Ba Ti let out a long sigh.
"The phoenix will not die in Nirvana, obsession, resentment and doubts will follow the unlucky and extremely evil appearance, and will be reincarnated forever..."
Little Phoenix sat on the top of the Bo'an Pagoda, holding his snow-white cheeks in his hands, and looked at the starry sea that was shining like the Milky Way under his feet.
A man walked gently behind him, sat down, and pressed Xiao Fenghuang's shoulder from behind: "What are you thinking?"
"… nothing."
Phoenix turned around and crouched in his arms, quietly opening his big eyes that were as clear as mercury in black and white, and a small green mark appeared under his loose temples. The man reached out and brushed his hair, and asked, "What's going on?"
"...Jiang Sanshi hit me. He asked me to talk to me, but I ignored him, and he hit me..." Fenghuang turned to look at the man and asked in a low voice, "Will Jiang Sanshi become a Buddha?"
The man laughed and asked, "Are you afraid that he will bully you even more when he has powerful mana?"
Phoenix lowered his gaze. His eyelashes are extremely slender, and when they fall, they cast a fan-shaped shadow on both sides of the nose, like a treasure that will shatter at the slightest touch.
"Will you also become a Buddha, Shakyamuni?"
The man was silent for a moment, then said: "Everyone vows to become a Buddha and enjoy bliss and a boundless lifespan, but a Buddha also has to experience a Buddha's kalpa. Reincarnation as a human being or descending into a true body, and unlocking the inner demons that have arisen in a long life, can restore the soul. Return to the lotus seat, return to the supreme zenith of the colorless realm..."
"If you don't become a Buddha, will your life come to an end?"
"Yes."
Little Phoenix grabbed the man's sleeve: "Then, will you leave me one day?"
The man laughed and rubbed his hair that was soft and cool like a phoenix's flowing water.
"You are an immortal bird. Among the nine heavens and ten earths, you are the only immortal. Even if you return to the emptiness beyond the thirty-third level of heaven, as long as there is the fire of Nirvana, you are immortal."
Phoenix opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just stared blankly at the man. The splendid stars of the nine-day long river were all reflected in his eyes, and it was unclear whether it was the light of water or the sea of stars.
"I... I don't need those, I have the Shakya enough..."
The man reached out and stroked the tip of his eyes, but the phoenix suddenly turned into the prototype of a young divine bird. The wings were like the thinnest neon clothes. The long tail feathers drew a splendid light in the Milky Way. , and finally fell gently on the shoulders of the man.
"It's enough for me to have Shakyamuni..."
"Well," the man stroked the phoenix's soft feathers and said softly, "It's enough for you to believe me."
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The snow and ice beneath Mount Sumeru, the everlasting cold wind swept the white snow, whistling towards the sky. In the vast ice field, Jiang Sanshi stood on a black rock exposed to the snow, looking down at the phoenix who was kowtowing step by step on the mountain steps, and walked step by step to the unreachable top of the mountain.
"Make a big wish..." he murmured.
Little Phoenix had snow all over his body, and his long hair was soaked by the snow, which made it darker and darker, sticking to his icy-white cheeks, his whole body was as white and transparent as if it could melt into the cold wind at any time. He took a step forward, knelt down and kowtowed, stood up, took another step forward, knelt down and kowtowed again, and the cycle went on and on, until he finally stumbled when he got up thousands of times. He held him from behind.
"What are you doing?"
Phoenix didn't say a word, broke free, knelt down again, got up and took another step forward.
"Hey!" Jiang Sanshi said loudly, "What are you making a wish! Didn't you hear my question, hey!"
He rushed up from the snow and blocked in front of Fenghuang, but Xiao Fenghuang just avoided him, knelt down again, and continued to move forward.
There was nothing in his eyes other than the eternal wind and snow.
Jiang Sanshi was in a hurry, and rushed up to grab his shoulder. However, under the heavy pressure, Phoenix still took a step forward, pausing little by little. Apart from being extremely slow in resisting the heavy pressure, even the angle of his head did not change at all. It seemed to block his descendant III, and the world. All obstacles and cause and effect are no different.
"What are you doing! What are you making a wish!" Jiang Sanshi grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and his face flushed with force: "The wind and snow are so strong that you can't hit the top of the mountain! Give up!"
He was so strong that Phoenix finally couldn't move, stood there and shook his head.
"Hey, what do you mean, don't you agree? Either way, I'm a person who wants to become a Buddha anyway, what do you want to make, just come to worship me..."
Little Phoenix raised his hand, grabbed his wrist that was holding his shoulder, and forced him to let go inch by inch.
His fingers were so cold, with an icy aura that lingered in his bone marrow all year round, as if the blood vessels were filled with shattered ice. Jiang Sanshi yelled and gritted his teeth to break free. Impulsively, he wanted to go up and beat him, but then he saw him pass by and said softly, "The wish I want to make is also to become a Buddha, you can't do it."
The sound was scattered in the whistling wind and snow, Jiang Sanshi was stunned, and turned his head.
I saw Phoenix staggering, kowtowing in the snow, moving forward, getting up and kowtowing again, moving forward again, and walking away step by step.
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That may be the longest and shortest road in the memory of King Jiang Sanshi Ming. Years later, when he recalled it, all he remembered was the broken snow flying in the sky, the whistling cold wind, and the thin and young child whose robes and sleeves fluttered in front of him, kowtowing step by step.
The phoenix returned to the Thirty-third Heaven when the light of the sky broke.
He stood in front of the main hall of the Buddha Hall, on the high lotus seat, the vajra eyes were angry, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and all the venerables looked down at them with different expressions; , the ice melted into water and tickly fell to the ground from the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes, and there was a small puddle under his standing feet.
Jiang Sanshi stood outside the hall behind him and stopped.
The Venerable asked, "What is your wish?"
Phoenix replied: "I wish to become a Buddha."
"You became a Buddha yourself?"
"May Shakyamuni become a Buddha."
All the gods in the sky are silent, and there is no sound in the thirty-third heaven.
Jiang Sanshi stood outside the door, his eyes widened in shock.
I don't know how long it took before the Venerable's voice sounded from the void: "All sentient beings are over, hell becomes empty, and what you wish can come true; if you have this heart, go to the sea of blood."
The phoenix knelt down, kowtowed, and turned to look at the hell road outside Jiuzhongtian in the distance.
There are starving and dead everywhere, there is a hell of ghosts; there are endless screams and whining, and there is a blood lotus pond with eight thousand feet of carrion floating in it.
The ice and snow on Phoenix's temples had not disappeared, his face was pale and cold, and he stepped straight out of the hall door.
"—What are you doing? You can't go!" Jiang Sanshi rushed forward, stopped him and shouted: "There are countless top-level demons in the sea of blood, even Phoenix, you can't come back! Don't go. !"
However, the phoenix only looked at him once, and his eyes were terrifyingly bright - it was a kind of light that was extremely strong after physical exhaustion, and once he made up his mind, it could not be changed.
Jiang Sanshi has a bad heart: "Phoenix..."
Phoenix pushed him away, staggered two steps, and suddenly slipped and fell on the jade platform of the ninth-level heaven.
Is it finally unstoppable? Jiang Sanshi strode forward, and just wanted to help him up, but suddenly a hand stretched out to stop him, and immediately picked up Xiao Fenghuang.
Jiang Sanshi looked up and saw a man who appeared out of nowhere, staring at him coldly.
Those eyes were forced by thousands of majesty, King Kong's anger was pressed down, and the boundless and vast force forced Jiang Sanshi to take a few steps back, and he was stunned in place.
The man hugged the little phoenix, turned around and disappeared into the void.
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Three hundred years later, the phoenix descended to the 33rd heaven, entered the four evil realms, and went straight to the sea of blood.
When the news reached the devil's way, Rahu was defeated, Pozhi was defeated, Kaluqiantuo was defeated, and Vima Zhitara was defeated; the Great Asura King led his congregation to the sea of blood, only to see red smoke covering the sky and boiling water. The surging flood drowned the earth, and the phoenix sacrificed the dharma image of heaven, holding a pure blue glazed Buddha bead in the left, and a silver-white long spear in the right. With a single shot, it chopped countless great demons into pieces!
The sea of blood vibrated violently, the huge waves rolled to the horizon, and countless sea-bottomed monsters emerged, emitting terrifying screams among the broken limbs.
"The ancient phoenix!" The Great Asura King was furious and shouted: "What are you doing, get out of the four evil paths!"
The phoenix swept across with a spear, and in the sky and the earth, the giant devil snake that descended from the sky slashed all the nine heads!
The Great Asura King transformed into a real body that was 28,000 yojanas high. He stepped into the sea of blood with one foot, and the sea water only reached his navel. He raised his mountain-like palm again, covering the sun and moon with one palm. The earth turned into darkness and nothingness, and the icy water poured down the sky. King Asura spit fire from his nine heads and thousand eyes, and his roar shook the nine heavens and ten earths: "The ancient phoenix! Today is your death!"
In the middle of the sea of blood, the white-robed youth rushed to the sky, and the Buddha bead in his left hand turned into a huge and gorgeous pure cyan longbow in the gust of wind: "—Hell is not empty today, it is my death."
The young man stopped high in the sky, stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out a bloody phoenix bone from his body.
The Great Asura King stared in astonishment, but saw the young man gasping in pain, pulling the bow and pulling the string, the bow string like the moon, and the phoenix bone glowed with a cold and sharp brilliance.
The next second, he released his fingers.
The bone arrow was like a shooting star, and it came through the sky, and with one arrow, the Great Asura King was nailed to the sea of blood!
In the loud noise of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the blood sea ground quickly cracked, and before countless monsters could emerge, they were instantly sucked into the ground.
The tsunami caused by the earthquake covered the sky, the Asuras screamed and ran, and countless people pushed and fell into the sea of blood. The waves came head on like a mountain collapsing, and the nine-headed baby who carried the big waves screamed, spread the densely packed three thousand bone wings, and rushed towards the phoenix in the gust of wind!
The phoenix smashed his fingers and grasped the longbow.
"Today I will cross the eight thousand zhang blood lotus pond..."
The young man took a deep breath and pulled out the second phoenix bone with his bare hands.
Every nerve in his body trembled and trembled because of the severe pain, but the fingers that held the bowstring were like ten thousand years of ice, firm and stable, and the sky was torn apart without being shaken.
"—Sakyamuni," he whispered, "from hell, there will be no more sea of blood."
As soon as he let go, the phoenix bone smashed the wind and waves, and exploded the top demon nine-headed baby into a spectacular blood flower that stretched for thousands of miles!
The phoenix pulled twelve bones in a row in the sea of blood, all the demons were beheaded, the sea of blood was pacified, and all demons in hell bowed their heads and surrendered.
Until the twelfth arrow came out, the golden Buddha's light suddenly split into nine heavens and ten earths like a sharp sword, completely shrouding the four evil realms under the boundless Buddha's sound-everyone raised their heads, only to see fairy birds flying in the sky, lotus blossoms in full bloom, On the top of the thirty-three-layered zenith where the six paths are supreme, the majestic and magnificent statue of Mount Sumeru emerges.
That is the radiance of the Buddhas returning to their places.
- Someone has become a Buddha.
Phoenix let out a long and thorough breath, swallowed the hot blood in his mouth, stretched out his hand and pulled the blood-soaked hair behind his ears, looked at the Buddha's light in the sky, and smiled.
- Fragrant elephant Buddha country, boundless lotus flowers, are all in this smile at this moment.
·
Phoenix slowly walked ashore from the sea of blood, and suddenly saw a gray-clothed Asura standing on the cracked ground among the fragments of monsters, looking straight at himself.
It was a very young Asura, probably with very little qualifications, his face was covered in the blood of monsters, and his eyes were undisguisedly hot. To Fenghuang, he was not even a threat at all. The boy's gaze didn't stop at him. He turned the longbow into a pure blue hairband, tying it around his blood-stained hair at will, and picked it up. The silver-white spear walked into the distance.
However, Asura suddenly said behind him: "—Why didn't you kill me?"
Phoenix didn't answer.
After a moment of silence behind him, the man said loudly, "My name is Fanluo!"
… It's not my business…
Phoenix thought so, but did not remember the name, and walked away in the wind mixed with the aura of iron and blood.
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After returning to the 33rd layer of heaven, Phoenix found that the Sakyamuni who had grown up with him had completely disappeared.
There is no longer his figure in the Buddhist hall, there is no Buddha statue of him on the lotus seat, and his breath cannot be found anywhere on Mount Sumeru. This man who raised the little phoenix with one hand is the only companion in the boundless loneliness. The man he had lived for hundreds of years had just disappeared.
What happened to him, did an accident happen when he became a Buddha
Have you returned to the void beyond the 33rd layer of heaven
Phoenix trembled, standing in the empty hall, suddenly got up and ran out. However, as soon as he ran down the jade steps, he ran into King Jiang Sanshiming head-on, staggered in confusion and fell to the ground.
"What's wrong with you?" King Jiang Sanshi stunned and extended his hand to him.
Phoenix didn't stand up and walk away as usual, but stared straight at him, his face pale and his lips trembling.
King Ming of Jiang Sanshi had never seen him like this, and he suddenly felt a little stunned in his heart: "—Phoenix? What's the matter with you?"
"... Sakyamuni is gone." After a long while, the Phoenix finally spoke up: "He... what about others?"
"Who are you talking about?"
"Shakya... The Shakya who raised me!"
King Ming of Jiang Sanshi looked at him in shock: "You are an ancient divine bird, who can raise you?"
The two stared at each other for a moment. King Jiang Sanshi wanted to say something, but Fenghuang suddenly got up and pushed him, staggering towards the Buddhist hall.
Cigarettes lingered above the Buddhist hall, and Venerable Ba Ti stood tall in front of the lotus pedestal, with a half-red cassock and his eyes slightly closed.
Phoenix knelt on the cold and heavy pure gold floor tiles, his voice hoarse like blood in his throat, and asked, "Where's Sakyamuni?"
Venerable Ba Ti gently moved the beads, and there was only a clear sound in the hall, other than that it was silent. After a long time, Venerable Venerable opened his eyes, but he did not look at the phoenix kneeling below, only said: "The Buddha has been relegated to the colorless sky."
- Transcending above the thirty-three heavens, there is a solid formless dharma, only the mind of consciousness is stored, and it is called the formless heaven.
Phoenix's lips were slightly blue and white, as if he had completely lost even the last trace of blood: "But Sakyamuni promised not to leave me... What should I do? I'm... alone again!"
The Venerable let out an inaudible sigh, which slowly dissipated in the white mist of sandalwood.
"You are always alone, and no one can see Shakyamuni except you..."
"Your cultivation level is too low, Phoenix. An ancient divine beast with a very evil appearance. If you can't take refuge in my Buddha wholeheartedly, you will become a Buddha in the next life."
Phoenix opened his eyes wide, a strand of black hair stuck to his snow-white side cheeks, his expression helpless and terrified.
"Go back, little phoenix. When you have cultivated a body of great wisdom and great merit, and can be conferred the honorary title of King Ming, come back to Mount Sumeru to see this god and Buddha full of heaven."
Venerable Ba Ti waved his robe sleeves, and Fenghuang only felt the wind whistling in his ears. In a blink of an eye, he had been moved out of the Buddhist hall, and the splendid and towering gate made a heavy bang and slowly closed in front of his eyes.
·
From that day on, Phoenix began to kneel and stay behind closed doors, disappearing in the Thirty-Three Heavens.
No one saw him again, no one heard from him again.
They say that Phoenix cultivated under the biggest Bodhi tree, kneeling all year long and never getting up; they say that his hair grows to the ground, his snow-white clothes are laid out by the water, and every time he recites a sutra, the water will rise out of the water. A beautiful lotus flower.
Over time, it becomes a glazed fairyland surrounded by boundless lotus flowers.
Everyone is fascinated, but that is the forbidden place of the thirty-third heaven.
- How is that phoenix now? King Ming of the Three Worlds sometimes thinks about it.
That defiant, indifferent, and stubborn person who can't help but pity him... Phoenix, how is it now
·
Month after month, year after year, time flies like a shuttle, white horses pass by fleeting years.
The eight-thousand-zhang blood lotus pond in hell was filled again, the rotten flesh gave off a stench, and the monsters roared in the sea of blood, which could even be heard in front of the Buddhist hall on the top of Xumi.
Venerable Badi went to Purdue all sentient beings, and when he came back, he passed through the hell realm and dropped the treasure bottle in the sea of blood. Because there are countless blood sea demons sealed in the treasure bottle, the Venerable asked all the bodhisattvas, Ming Wang and Arhats, who can bring back the treasure bottle in the blood sea of thousands of feet
All the Arhats tried first, but they all came back with nothing; all the Kings of Ming tried again, but they all failed—the sea of blood has become a vast ocean, and countless evil ghosts and resentful spirits are crying and cruising in it, trying to find the little treasure bottle , harder than finding a needle in a haystack.
The rest of the venerables suggested that the Phoenix once emptied the sea of blood and killed the great demon, so why not let him come to the realm of hell for a try
Venerable Ba Ti hesitated for a long time, and finally ordered the third Ming King to summon Phoenix.
After a thousand years of seemingly endless time, King Ming of the Third World, once again saw the defiant, proud and stubborn little phoenix.
He walked into the forbidden area of the 33rd Heaven. A small river like broken jade surrounded a huge Bodhi tree. Under the tree kneeled the familiar figure. After so many years, his hair had fallen to the ground like a waterfall, and his snow-white robes were blooming in all directions. , like a water lily that has been open for thousands of years.
How terrible, he thought.
The beautiful face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years and cannot be affected by time is not so much a gift from God, but a sinful appearance that attracts moths to the flames.
"The treasure bottle of Venerable Ba Ti fell into the sea of blood..." King Jiang Sanshi briefly explained his future intentions, paying attention to the expression of Fenghuang - from that indifferent face, you can't see anything, there is such a In an instant, he even wondered if the phoenix could still hear other people's speech, or had he become a Buddha completely and integrated into a part of this Bodhi tree
However, he didn't wait long.
Phoenix opened his eyes, and the water-like light flowed under his eyelashes, and slowly stretched out his hand to him: "Lend me a knife."
King Ming of Jiang Sanshi was stunned for a moment, but he took off the treasure-inlaid dagger from his waist and handed it over. He saw Fenghuang pull out the blade, grab the long hair with one hand, and cut it with the back.
"… you!"
Phoenix stood up, tying up half-length broken hair at will, and said, "Let's go."
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The second time the phoenix descended into the sea of blood, the four evil realms shook, and the Asuras fled.
However, Phoenix stood by the sea of blood for a while, without moving his sword.
He went straight in.
Everyone in the Thirty-Three Heavens was trembling, and then, just as the phoenix's toes touched the blood, a snow-white lotus flower suddenly bloomed on the soles of the feet!
Carrion shrieks, monsters run rampant, and hill-like demons huddle on the sea; while the phoenix walks toward the middle of the sea of blood, every step he takes, a lotus flower blooms on the soles of his feet, supporting him on the sea of red smoke. .
Behind him, a long lotus road blooms in the deepest hell of the four evil realms, and ahead lies a more sinister and ambiguous future.
"—It turned out to be a lotus every step of the way." In the 33rd Heaven, King Ming of the third generation heard someone sighing behind him: "This, this is clearly about to become a true Buddha..."
For some reason, King Ming Sanshi suddenly felt very dissatisfied.
He looked away, resisting not making a sound.
Phoenix walked to the center of the sea of blood, picked up the treasure bottle, and turned back to the shore. Seeing the thousands of great demons of various shapes around him as nothing, he returned to the Thirty-third Heaven and handed the treasure bottle to Venerable Ba Ti, with a calm expression and stepped aside.
But Venerable Ba Ti looked at him, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Has your obsession still not changed?"
Phoenix said, "I want to see the Buddha."
The Venerable let out a long sigh, and the aftertaste seemed to be floating in the air for a long time before he said, "Then come on."
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After being closed for thousands of years, the gate of the Buddhist hall finally opened to Phoenix again. However, when he stepped on the threshold, he was in a trance, as if he saw the young self thousands of years ago, still kneeling in front of the sandalwood surrounded by sandalwood, with a pure heart and a pious face.
He was a little confused and stopped in the empty hall.
The statue of the golden Buddha in front is still sitting there, looking down at all beings in the six realms with a compassionate and majestic expression, which has not changed for thousands of years. In the past, he knelt before this statue countless times, full of awe and sincerity, and never raised his head to take a closer look at the Buddha's face; but today he does not blink, as if even the tiniest outline must be deeply embedded in his mind.
After a long while, he looked at the golden statue and called softly, "Shakyamuni..."
Footsteps finally came from behind him, and a familiar voice who had grown up with him said, "You finally understand, Ahuang."
Phoenix turned his head, his movements trembling because of the stiffness.
Sakyamuni stood a step away, his face and attire were exactly the same as in his memory, as if thousands of years had never passed, and how many blood and tears were scattered in the middle, never happened.
Phoenix opened his mouth, and when he made a voice, tears immediately poured out: "—Why?"
Sakyamuni raised his hand and took Phoenix into his arms, just like raising and accompanying the child back then, and gently stroked his hair.
"Remember? I once told you that Buddhas also have to go through the Buddha's kalpa. Reincarnation as a human being or descending into a real body, unlocking the inner demons born in a long life, can return to the lotus seat and return to the supreme colorless world. top… "
"Buddha kalpas should be on different objects in each life, sometimes things, sometimes people, sometimes even demons or animals; but in any case, except this time, there has never been a Buddha kalpa that has been on the same person multiple times in a row before. things about you."
Phoenix shook his head and said in disbelief, "Impossible, could it be me—"
"It's your extremely evil appearance." Shakyamuni said, "for 30,000 consecutive years in the future, all Buddha kalpas should be on your extremely evil appearance."
Phoenix finally stumbled and fell, kneeling on the pure gold floor tiles.
"You... you know I'm going to empty the sea of blood," he trembled, every word full of disbelief: "You thought I was going to die there..."
"No, you are a phoenix." Shakyamuni said, "I only thought that the sea of blood can consume your extremely evil appearance, but I didn't expect you to use a more decisive method."
He leaned down and embraced Fenghuang's thin and trembling body, as if the lonely, helpless and helpless child in front of him was still in front of him: "How does the bone cramping feel, does it hurt?"
Phoenix was speechless, his shoulders trembling as he resisted sobbing.
The next second, Sakyamuni reached into his chest with his bare hands, pierced the flesh from under his left ribs, and pulled out a golden Buddha bone.
The Buddha's bone immediately turned into a small piece of relic, which radiated a strange and gorgeous golden light in the Buddhist hall. It was worn by Sakyamuni with a red rope, and was gently hung on the neck of the phoenix like a pendant.
"You keep it." Shakyamuni held his shoulders and carefully observed the pendant from side to side before looking at his chest: "...So that's how it feels."
Fenghuang couldn't control the violent choking, he covered his face, big tears rolled down from between his fingers, and let out a desperate cry.
Sakyamuni stroked his face at last, then stood up and walked towards the golden Buddha, but heard the voice of the phoenix collapsing from behind: "But... but I love you, I only have you!"
Shakyamuni paused in his footsteps.
"Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone..." Phoenix curled up in pain and muttered, "I don't want to be alone..."
"When the bird comes out of its shell, it will regard the person it first sees as the closest person. It turns out that it is true." Sakyamuni sighed: "But you will have a long life in the future... You will distinguish the difference. "
He walked towards the golden Buddha statue, and as the Buddha light in the void lit up layer by layer, his figure finally disappeared in the light.
Phoenix fell to the ground.
The young man was embarrassed, his face was mottled with tears, and his throat almost coughed up blood because of his hoarseness. If anyone saw this look, they would be so shocked that they thought there was something wrong with their eyes, but Fenghuang didn't even notice it, he didn't even care how sad and desperate he looked, like a defeated general who had no choice but to retreat in front of a lonely city: "No, I will do it again. And never… never love anyone again, as I love you…”
At this time, the golden bell rang outside the Buddhist hall, with a full nine-nine-eight-one clicks, and the sound reverberated throughout the six realms, and the nine heavens and ten earths vibrated with the majestic echo of the Buddha's voice: "The ancient phoenix, purifying all sentient beings, pacifying the sea of blood, the Buddha Dharma. Tongda... With his compassion and kindness, he was named the Phoenix King!"
—No one knew that the moment Phoenix was honored as King Ming, he was actually crying.
His tears fell in the solemn hall, leaving a small and insignificant wet trace on the heavy gold bricks; soon the wet trace will dry up and disappear, and like water vapor evaporated in the sun, never again No one knows that secret past.
It's like no one knows his green and childish vows.
I will never love anyone again as I love you.
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In the thousand-degree realm, Zhou Hui violently shot, smashing countless heavy mirrors to pieces!
The fragments of the giant mirror rained down like a torrential rain, and a trace of the red phoenix soul floated out from the mirror, and was caught by the Snow Mountain Goddess Shakti with all her might.
With a mocking sneer, she seemed to want to say something, but before she could say anything, Zhou Hui let out an extremely angry roar. The alien space in the distance couldn't bear the hurricane-like energy, and it was completely blown away by the loud noise. Collapsed!
"—Feng Si!" Zhou Hui's eyes were crimson red, and the demons were all out. The sky collapsed and the earth broke into a ferocious giant monster, and a bloodthirsty roar erupted from his fangs: "Feng Si!"