All dead, all dead
Meng Qi and others were planning to use the obsession of Dangshan Jun and the white-haired monster to find out what happened in Lingshan in the past. As a result, two completely different monsters actually uttered such a soliloquy at the same time. You know, one of them is Lingshan. The corpse of the monk was covered with white hair, and one was a monster that was about to condense into the true form of the Heavenly Serpent. Different perspectives, different camps, and different identities left behind similar obsessions, and he uttered words that were equally confused and frightening. , how can people not be creepy, how can they not be frightened by what changes happened in Lingshan
It was a massive killing spree by both sides. Buddhas and Bodhisattvas passed into nirvana, and great saints and monsters fell. The aura of tragic death from legends and even higher realms swept through Lingshan, forever changing the laws of heaven and earth, and allowing both Dangshan Lord and Lingshan monks to experience eternal life before their death. Unforgettable impact, or unexpected changes really occurred, which shocked them so much that they couldn't believe it until they died, unable to let go, so that they still had their obsession for many years.
Meng Qi held the scabbard in his left hand, and a ray of light flashed through his eyes like a dead volcano. The remaining obsessions of Dangshan Jun and Lingshan Monk suddenly exploded, like fireworks in full bloom, lighting up the mid-air and forming a cloud. A blurry picture.
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Their souls have dispersed early, and their spiritual sea has dried up. They cannot awaken the memory of past reincarnations or the bits and pieces of their experiences in this life like the living dead, so as to restore the truth of the Battle of Lingshan. They can only see their deepest impression through obsession. several pictures of
The water curtain is hazy and the light is dense. There are only two pictures condensed by the Lingshan monk's obsession: one is the overwhelming demon clan rushing into Lingshan, and his eyes are focused on a bird wearing gold chainmail and treading on lotus silk. Walking on the giant golden monkey with phoenix wings and a purple gold crown on his head, he carried the golden hoop on his shoulders, looking forward to the power, being unruly and arrogant; one picture is what he saw before his death, the boundless darkness spread, and there were streaks of The dark figure squirmed and struggled.
Dangshanjun's obsession only formed a picture. The void was broken like glass, layer by layer, and the darkness mixed with terrifying and strange black shadows was like a tide, submerging it.
The fireworks have gone out, and the little flashes are swaying down. The obsession of Dangshan Jun and Lingshan Monk has completely dissipated.
The scene they saw was beyond the expectations of Meng Qi and others. It was not the death of ten thousand Buddhas, nor the fall of demons, but a scene of the Nine Nethers descending and hell reappearing.
In the past, a third party profited from the Battle of Lingshan. Jiang Zhi's eyebrows were as dark as daisy but she did not show any weakness. He expressed his doubts and guesses.
Meng Qi stood still for two breaths and spoke slowly: The Demon Saint led the crowd to Lingshan after the fall of Heaven, and before that, the Demon Lord had already fallen. The remaining Tiansha Taoist and other evil gods and demons in Jiuyou are not from the other side, so it is unlikely that they can do it. The Demon Saint cannot protect some of his important allies and subordinates
Taking a step back, even if Taoist Tiansha made a breakthrough, according to records, he was beaten back to Jiuyou by the Demon Saint with the Demonless Holy Spear while holding the Dark Sea Sword. There was quite a gap in strength between the two sides.
Anyway. This is a possibility that cannot be ruled out, and we will wait and see. Zhao Heng said.
After the obsession subsided, Dangshanjun's body quickly turned into mud and pus in this strange spiritual mountain. The tyrannical body that was supposed to be incorruptible has become corrupted.
Meng Qi's expression was calm, and the long knife he held in his left hand was still hidden in the sheath, as if it were dusty years, and he took steps forward. Continuing forward, Jiang Zhiwei walked side by side with him, while Zhao Heng and Ruan Yushu were a few steps behind.
Further forward. The cracks in the void tearing apart all things and swallowing King Kong are getting denser and denser, and the accessible roads are getting narrower and narrower.
From time to time, the wind blows away the flesh and melts the bones, and separates the soul. Zhao Heng's imperial robe flies out with a little black and yellow light, turning into a real dragon coiled around. Ruan Yushu and Jiang Zhiwei's fairy robe and sky clothes also have different phenomena, and they fly into the sky. , the rays of light were shining brightly, blocking the howling of the almost samadhi divine wind.
Meng Qi's green shirt was swaying, his hair was floating, his face was as heavy as water, and his eyes were as silent as night, neither pale nor radiant. He just walked forward in an ordinary way, as if this was a common trend.
The road was winding and long. The four of them had no idea how long they had walked and how high they had climbed. They were surrounded by zombie-like Bodhisattvas, Arhats, monsters and gods, and they moved forward without any danger.
As I walked, a Buddhist temple suddenly appeared in front of me. Although everything I saw along the way had collapsed, it was basically intact. The tiles were glazed, the bricks were gold, and they reflected the light of thunder. It was as beautiful as a fairy palace.
And at the entrance of the Buddhist temple, a huge dark golden figure sat cross-legged.
Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei stopped almost as soon as they spotted this figure. With a clang, Jiang Zhiwei's long sword let out a dragon's roar and lay across the front.
This figure is like an old man, with a dark golden body and long eyebrows that extend out of his face. He is wearing a golden cassock, with his hands clasped in fists and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth. He seems to contain the truth of the world and all kinds of impermanence, which makes people There is an inexplicable feeling of realizing the true meaning of Buddhist Zen.
There are no cracks in the sky around the Buddhist temple. Behind the dark golden figure, blossoming Brahma flowers bloom and fall endlessly. When the flowers bloom, each flower has a piece of pure land, and the whole universe can see the smile full of Zen. When it falls, everything becomes silent.
The dark gold figure is there, as if sitting in the center of countless universes and pure lands.
Flowers bloom and fall of their own accord.
Without any other thoughts, just a preliminary induction, Meng Qi was sure that this was the remains of a legendary power. The dark golden figure in front of him was either a Buddha, a great Bodhisattva, or a great Arhat.
The illusory golden Buddha's shadow can only be manifested when he uses Solo Almighty, and now he has truly come to reality.
Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng had just had similar thoughts when they heard Meng Qi say:
It’s the Venerable Kassapa
Yes, this is Mahakasyapa, the first of the ten disciples of Buddha
He is a great Arhat, and is known as the Saha Pure Land together with Ananda. He is one of the two most likely candidates to inherit the Taoism after the death of Buddha. The allusions of Buddha holding flowers and Kassapa's smile are famous in all circles. He is the ancestor of Zen Buddhism and the name of Shaolin Temple. The root of the above lineage, the dharma body realized by holding the flower finger is the dharma body of Kasyapa.
The people standing on both sides of the Buddha statue are either Manjushri and Samantabhadra, or Kassapa and Ananda, which shows that their status in the Saha Pure Land is better than that of many Buddhas, just like Avalokitesvara Mahasthamaprapta in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and Avalokitesvara in the Glazed Pure Land. Sunlight, Moonlight, Bodhisattva, etc.
Based on previous inferences, Meng Qi suspected that Kassapa, like Ananda, both entered the last stage of suffering and achieved good fortune, but did not realize the power of Buddhahood.
The different types of golden bodies and Tao bodies certified by the Dharmakaya are superior and inferior. Mainly refers to the limits that may be reached in the future. For example, the Tathagata's golden body, the original true body, points directly to the other shore, and even hopes for the path to fruition. Amitabha's Dharmakaya, Bodhi's golden body, spiritual treasure, Taoist body, Tai Chi moral body are as different from them, Kasyapa's Dharmakaya, the Great Merciful and Great Compassion, Avalokitesvara's golden body The level of the body directly refers to the legend, maybe even higher. The ordinary Bodhisattva's golden body can at most step into the heavenly immortals, while the Arhat's golden body can reach the most earthly immortals. If you want to make more breakthroughs, you need to enlighten the Buddha's Dharma through hard work. Sublimating the golden body, or accumulating small wishes into big wishes step by step, and improving them with the method of great wishes.
Of course, when the Tathagata's golden body and the Arhat's golden body are in the same realm of human beings, there will be a huge gap in magical power, magical powers, martial arts, etc. This is a quality advantage.
Venerable Kasyapa Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng walked away feeling a little shocked. This is Venerable Kasyapa.
Mahakasyapa
The illusory characters that had previously only existed in myths and legends or ancient Buddhist scriptures truly appeared in front of themselves and others.
Although I had known for a long time that there would be similar encounters when going deep into Lingshan Mountain, but when I actually encountered them. I still had a dream-like feeling, and I suddenly returned to the mythical age from the present.
They had no doubts about Meng Qi's statement, not least because the flowers blooming and falling communicated with different universes and pure lands. Moreover, the characteristics of Venerable Yu Kasyapa are very obvious. He holds his hands in fists instead of folding his hands.
It is said that Venerable Kasyapa's past body had great merits and virtues due to worshiping the Buddha, and this body had great light. It is easy to affect other people's sight and perception, so clenching your fists to cover the light shows compassion for others. It does not compete with the Buddha for glory, and it also has the meaning of Zen's heart-to-heart connection, mind-to-mind transmission, no writing, and the meaning of separate transmission to outsiders.
When the myths of the past appeared before their eyes, Jiang Zhiwei and the others felt a sense of awe. Only Meng Qi's face was calm and his eyes were deep, still showing all kinds of emotions hidden inside.
Unexpectedly, Venerable Kassapa also passed away in Lingshan. At that time, it was probably only the demon saint and Ananda who escaped. Zhao Heng sighed.
What happened then
Moreover, the golden body of Lord Kassapa is the only body along the road that has not been entangled with the energy of death and has not been corrupted.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhi slightly let out a sigh: His back
Meng Qi looked up, his eyes heavy and nothing special, but he naturally saw Moko Kasyapa's back. There was a huge palm print right in the center, embedded in dark gold, full of the sense of impermanence of all things. The thoughts spread into the golden body and eliminated all vitality.
This is Kasyapa’s fatal wound
Who gave him the fatal blow
At this moment, two tears suddenly fell from Kasyapa's smiling eyes.
They are as crystal clear as glass and not stained by any dust. They are not like the blood and tears on the faces of the zombies of Arhat and Bodhisattva, but rather like tears that were about to be shed eons ago and are now being impacted by the outside atmosphere and finally shed.
Is it flowing for the destruction of the Pure Land and the passing away of ten thousand Buddhas, or is it flowing for oneself
Tears slid down the dark golden face, across the huge golden body, and fell into the dust. The surrounding flowers were completely extinguished and no longer bloomed.
Meng Qi suddenly sensed extreme danger. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of Jiang Zhiwei's sword and saw Venerable Kassapa's clasped hands suddenly open.
Great merit, great light, the sun shines on this place, like a tide drowning Meng Qi and others, making Meng Qi no longer able to sense other things, and can no longer see things outside of himself.
He held the handle of the knife with his right hand and seemed to want to pull it out, but finally held back.
The light dissipated and Meng Qi had changed his position. In front of him was not a Buddhist temple but a cliff. Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng were both missing.
separated by the remaining power of the legend
Meng Qi's heart moved, he turned around, walked step by step, and quickly shuttled through the terrifying and dangerous dark cracks, looking for Jiang Zhiwei and others while heading deeper.
An Arhat's golden body suddenly turned around and struck Meng Qi with a clenched fist. The void shook, the wind howled, and it formed a restraint, like a star truly shaking down.
The strong wind swept around Meng Qi, but it was like a bubble. It couldn't be entangled or restrained, and there was always an irreducible distance between his fist and him.
Meng Qi moved forward quickly, avoiding the zombie Arhat, zombie Bodhisattva and zombie demon king and demon god that appeared. Their raids were always a little too close. They were either too far away or destined to miss.
After running for a while, Meng Qi suddenly stopped because there was a huge dark gold figure blocking the way in front of him. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and there were blossoming Brahma flowers under his feet. His eyes had no aura or sparkle. It was Jia. Venerable Ye's golden body of the Great Arhat
Legend has it that it is even the golden body of the great power of creation.
Faced with this, Meng Qi suddenly sighed.
Sure enough, the man deep in Lingshan had to force himself to use the knife in advance, so as to use up the knife that had been painstakingly polished for ten years. . .