When Huineng opened his eyes, he saw something strange.

The bright lantern flashed on the wall for a long time before he remembered that this was the talisman lamp that the little monk in the temple just changed yesterday.

This kind of charm light can actively adjust the brightness with the sunlight and keep the room still bright.

But Huineng still prefers candlelight.

The world has become accustomed to changes and new things.

But Huineng often feels like he suddenly becomes a different world.

He is in a world that is constantly changing, but he always feels that this world should not have been like this.

The unchanging layer is the posture that the three realms should have.

There will be no change for millions of years.

"Why do I feel this way?"

Huineng is confused in the conflict between reality and feeling.

"Abbot."

At this time, a little monk pushed the door and walked in: "Sir Li, the Lord Changshi, is here."

"Let him wait a little."

Huineng said, then got up and washed up.

The Chief Secretary Li was once the chief official of the Prime Minister's Office and took all the positions.

In that war fifty years ago, he stood in the right team and was once valued by the Wanling Kingdom. However, his ability was mediocre and was eliminated by fierce competition twenty years ago, and his temperament became complaining.

This is a troublesome guest, but it still has to be received.

After Huineng finished washing up, he met Lord Li in the wing room.

"What's the matter with this time?"

Huineng asked.

"I want to find a master to calculate the safety of the dog."

Lord Li didn't unexpectedly complain, but talked about his son.

"He was selected to participate in the fifth record of the catastrophe and has not returned so far."

"Isn't the fifth record over a month?"

Huineng frowned slightly.

Lord Li nodded: "I heard the news that dozens of people died this time."

"I'll do it for you."

Huineng calculated for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, Lord Li, the Dogzi will come back tomorrow."

"Thank you, abbot!"

Lord Li thanked him.

"But abbot, I heard that the real catastrophe is tens of millions of times more difficult than recorded. Can the three realms really stop it?"

He asked.

“No need to worry.”

Huineng replied: "The Emperor of Heaven puts the best talents in the three realms to fight against the great catastrophe, and he will definitely be able to resolve it."

In today's three realms, all developments are guided by great disasters.

In order to fight against the great disaster, many fantasy ideas are gradually realizing.

Huineng often hears people raise concerns about the great disaster, and when comforting them, he is naturally very thoughtful.

Lord Li's doubts were gradually resolved and he said goodbye with peace of mind.

Huineng sent him to the temple entrance.

Looking at the figure gradually fading away, Huineng couldn't help but sigh.

The All Spirits Festival begins, and forty years have passed in a flash.

Compared to when he was young, Buddhism has become much more prosperous now.

The development of the three realms is changing with each passing day, but the development is too fast, and society is full of problems and contradictions that cannot be calmed down.

It was in this process that the wisdom of Buddhism was re-recognized.

Huineng was happy about this, but while he was happy, he was also a little sad.

Is the development of the three realms good or bad for sentient beings?

Huineng still cannot make accurate judgments on this issue until today.

He thought about it and decided to go outside for a walk.

"Abbot!"

The little monks want to keep up with him.

"I'll go out for a walk, you don't have to worry about me."

Huineng shook his head, left them behind, and walked straight.

This time he walked for ten days and ten nights. He walked through the barren countryside and prosperous cities. He thought about it all the way, as if something was about to come out of his head.

When I walked to a beach, a light suddenly flew by in the sky.

"Look, it's a floating ship!"

The children playing by the beach started to scream.

Huineng raised his head and saw a white behemoth sliding towards the western sky.

It was a floating ship, with no sail on it, which had undergone a huge change compared to decades ago.

The children looking at the floating boat were no longer the same group.

Huineng suddenly thought about something.

The changes in these three realms may be like the generational alternation of all spirits. Although they are a little faster, they are inevitable in history and should not be stopped.

"Amitabha……"

Huineng suddenly realized the truth.

A brilliant light lit up from behind him, gradually blooming, becoming brighter and brighter, occupying the entire sky.

"I have realized the truth."

A shiny light rose from the ground.

Huineng turned around and all the Buddhas were greeting him behind his back.

"Buddha."

They joined hands happily: "We will pick you up."

However, the Tathagata who had turned back to the original deity shook his head.

"I have to visit the Emperor of Heaven first."

He took a step towards the east, and arrived at Huaguo Mountain in a few steps.

In Huaguo Mountain, a group of immortals gathered here. The Jade Emperor stood on the left side of Sun Wukong and looked over with a smile.

Apparently, they knew he was back.

"Good."

Tathagata clasped his hands together and stood to the right side of Sun Wukong without any words.

At this moment, the three giants were taken.

Outside the thirty-third level of heaven, the huge barrier roared, and endless power fell like nectar.

"What is that?"

The immortals looked upwards.

“That’s a blessing.”

Tathagata raised his head and smiled: "So that's it, the three realms have been waiting for us."

He finally discovered that this path was the right one.

As long as the will of all sentient beings in the three realms are unified and work together, they can leave their mother.

The three realms have begun to incubate.
Chapter completed!