The ancestor of Asura narrowed his cloudy eyes slightly, looked at Meng Qi and said:
The feeling of hell
Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pulled out a dark red almost black sword light. The entire Buddhist hall immediately rang out a series of miserable howls, disturbing people's minds and destroying people. The void floated, and countless broken bodies were looming. , as the sword light surges.
In the blink of an eye, the creatures that Asura's ancestor killed seemed to reappear one by one.
At the beginning of the world, Jiuyou was born, and then there was the ancestor of Asura. From then on, he kept fighting and killing. Until now, it is conceivable that the number of dead souls under his hands is huge. The condensed terrifying murderous intent and cruelty can make even gods and immortals. Lose your fighting spirit and let him slaughter you.
Facing the flash of sword light and hearing screams, the smile on Meng Qi's face did not change, he bent his finger and flicked it lightly.
Immediately, a blood-brown and turbid sword energy shot out, like a miniature of the underworld. There were countless resentful spirits floating in it that would sink forever. They all let out shrill cries of ghosts and souls, which were no less than the howl of the sword. Every cent.
Wow
The rolling yellow spring opposite the gray stone temple surged with turbulent waves and waves, and the fallen ghosts accumulated in it since its birth roared and hissed, shaking both sides of the bank.
The sword energy resisted the sword light, and the blood-brown wash away washed away the memory of the dead souls and submerged the broken arms and limbs. The cries and screams of the ghosts were neutralized, and the Buddhist hall became quiet.
Silently, the blood-brown turbid sword energy and the dark red almost black sword light offset each other, leaving no trace except for a few ripples swaying in the void.
But at the moment when the two collided, in the Asura tribe on the other side of the wasteland, Bran's ears suddenly hurt, and her head felt like a blunt knife was being tossed around, straight into her soul. The pain made her completely lose control, and her legs Weakened, fell to the ground, covered her head and rolled around her. All the Asuras looked in such pain, and the evil dragons flying over the wasteland fell straight down, knocking out of the sinkhole, and strange-shaped demonic birds fell down like rain.
The Asura Ancestor and Meng Qi did not launch any follow-up attacks, but faced each other quietly, bathed in green lanterns. The previous collision seemed to be just a dream.
Able to develop this level of underworld power. Except for those old guys who may have cut off their clones and tried to control Huangquan. I'm afraid it's the only person in the real world who created the original demonic path. The ancestor of Asura said in a low voice with a voice like scraping bones with an old and rotten blunt knife, "You seem to be the true body of Huang Quan that he chopped out."
At this point, He laughed at himself: I have been sealed for too long and have been in silence for many years. I really don't know much about the current situation in the real world. Maybe there are other rising stars who have obtained the true body of Huangquan and pushed it to this level.
Meng Qi took a step forward with his hands behind his hands, and the dim lights reflected the mottled light. He smiled slightly and said:
Taoist friends are really wise as a torch.
He seemed to be acquiescing that he was the true form of Huang Quan chopped off by the Demon Lord.
The ancestor of Asura looked at him deeply. The exaggerated wrinkles on his face trembled a few times: Taoist friend deliberately passed on the news of Huangquan's reincarnation to me. What was his purpose
The reincarnation of Huang Quan disappeared nearby, which may be involved in the secret of the stone temple built by the Buddha. I can't find a clue for the moment. Meng Qi confessed in a very leisurely tone that he was unable to do it, and Taoist friends were born at the beginning of the establishment of Jiuyou. They have experienced almost all the time of Jiuyou era up to now, and most of them have witnessed the Buddha building this temple. They even have some intersection, so they are the most suitable people to ask for advice. Therefore, I will reveal this news to you through the mouths of two friends. If you are not interested, I can only find another way. As the saying goes, those who are willing take the bait.
The ancestor of Asura exclaimed: When Buddha built this stone temple. Many powerful people have transformed from my Asura clan and evolved into a clan of Buddhist protectors.
His few words actually sketched out a thrilling picture. It is conceivable that he and the Asura clan could not allow Buddha to transform. There were countless battles and conflicts during the process.
For such a big shot, half-god and half-demon, he did not directly address the old bald donkey.
It is indeed a living fossil. Meng Qi, a witness to history, nodded slightly and said: What was the purpose of the Buddha building this gray stone temple? Is it really suppressing the existence of something
The ancestor of Asura shook his head. His eyes became increasingly cloudy, as if he was trapped in long-lasting memories:
At that time, it seemed that the Buddha had not yet landed on the other shore, or it seemed that he had been on the other shore for a long time. We cannot clearly understand the specific status of big figures of their realm and level. He came to Jiuyou alone, preached the Dharma and persuaded the demons, and came from the sea of underworld. By the time he transformed into the Heaven of Freedom, he had measured everything step by step from the Black Prison to the Devil's Pond, from the Underworld to the Shura Field. At that time, the Demon Lord and the Heavenly Killer were still there, and he didn't do anything too extreme. It seemed that he was just trying to complete a mission. Asceticism.
During this process, He stayed eighteen times, and each time he stayed, he built a similar blue-gray stone temple. Nine of them were located deep in each layer of Jiuyou, and the other nine were along the banks of the Yellow Spring River. None of them suppressed any existence.
For so many years, I have been thinking about why He built the limestone temples, and I have a vague understanding. He seems to be exploring the mysteries of Jiuyou in order to perfect himself. These eighteen limestone temples are His tools for measuring Jiuyou. .
Explore the secrets of Jiuyou and perfect yourself. Meng Qi's heart moved when he heard this, and he vaguely felt that he was about to touch the secrets of the other side.
It's a pity that I really can't figure out the specific reason. Maybe I can only truly understand it when I reach the realm where God killed them. The ancestor of Asura sighed.
Meng Qi took two steps forward and said slowly: So, there is no strong person sealed in the gray stone temple. In other words, no one witnessed the disappearance of Huang Quan's reincarnation.
The clues to the matter seemed to have been cut off.
At this point, Meng Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration, turned his head to look at the Asura Ancestor, and said with a smile: If there were no clues here, fellow Taoist would not come at all. There must be a reason for being here late at night.
The ancestor of Asura chuckled softly and said sarcastically: Buddha is compassionate and compassionate to all living beings in the Nine Netherworld. He made his own arrangements when building it. As long as you have good intentions and are willing to put down the butcher knife and enter the stone temple, you can enter the pure land and gain liberation.
Light the green lantern, wake up the wooden fish, and sincerely recite sutras or Buddha's names in front of the faceless Buddha, and you will be able to see the Pure Land.
Meng Qi had a sudden realization: The green gray stone temple hides another pure land, and fellow Taoists suspected that Huang Quan's reincarnation had entered it.
The ancestor of Asura nodded, then sighed: I have lived for too long, so long that I thought I could live forever, but the facts tell me that this is just an illusion. For this reason, I look for the origin of life and death, and want to understand the meaning of death. It is a mystery, but the door has never been seen. The only gain is to escape along the Yellow Spring and upstream of it. It took thousands of years to walk back to the place of departure.
In other words, the underworld has formed a circle and formed a cycle of its own, with no source and no end. In this way, where is its origin, and where is the origin of life and death? Meng Qi was slightly moved when he heard this, and suddenly smiled and said: Fellow Taoist, half god and half devil , has a bloodthirsty nature, loves fighting, has the selfishness and coldness unique to demons and evil gods, why can he defeat his nature, and tell me this secret
To be honest, if his consciousness hadn't used the Yuan Xin Seal secretly cast by Huang Quan's bones to tell him that there was no problem, Meng Qi would not have believed it.
The turbid eyes of the ancestor of Asura flashed instantly, and he said calmly:
It’s not that I have conquered my nature, it’s that my nature of fearing death and seeking survival has conquered other desires.
Relying on oneself alone, there has been no progress after so many years, so it is necessary to rely on external help, and the mystery of the origin of life and death is definitely not something that must be kept exclusively.
Then we enter the Pure Land and take a look. Meng Qi said no more and pointed at the faceless Buddha.
The ancestor of Asura laughed and said: If my Taoist friends and I put down our butcher knives and have good intentions, I am afraid it will be no less than breaking the secret of life and death, and we will have to find another suitable living being.
Meng Qi smiled and said nothing. He strolled to the incense table, picked up the stone mallet, and knocked the wooden fish awake.
In an instant, his temperament suddenly changed, from an old man who had experienced many vicissitudes of life to an eminent monk with a Zen heart and a compassionate heart. His gray hair on the sideburns showed a bit of what he had experienced in the mortal world, and he finally realized what he was.
The Buddha's trumpet sounded and the sound of Zen echoed. The ancestor of Asura looked at Meng Qi's old back in a brocade robe, and his heart felt ripples.
If it weren't for the death and evil defilement of Huangquan's real body just now, I might have thought that the other party was a real ascetic monk from the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.
For the first time, he felt like he couldn't see through the other person.
Unconsciously, the meditation hall became quieter and quieter, and the face of the faceless Buddha gradually distorted, turning into the old man Meng Qi looked like now.
I see the Tathagata, the Tathagata is me
As soon as the Buddha's face appeared, the clear light of glass gushed out from the green lantern, and a golden door full of swastikas appeared in front of Meng Qi and the ancestor of Asura.
Being a monk is my true calling. Meng Qi secretly laughed at himself. He and the Asura ancestor looked back at the door at the same time, and then they both stepped into the gate of the Pure Land.
When the two figures disappeared, Taoist Xuesha suddenly appeared outside the stone temple, with joy and doubt in his eyes. .