[Huashou heavy rock, the center of annihilation]

The sky above the sky is dark, and the sky seems to be full of bright clouds. Su Ling is crying at night. After the clouds are wrapped around him, his eyes turn to blood. The spring soil under his feet is dark, and every inch is condensed by the supreme and deep concentration of meditation. It is as solid as steel and stained with rust. When you step on it, you can hear the sound of heavy clouds in the sky, and all the people are invisible, as if it is an ancient continent where all the gods and Buddhas died hundreds of millions of kalpas ago and remained unmoving.

King Mojisura, dressed in ragged clothes and covered with scars, walked forward quietly and solemnly on this land, with his palms clasped together and his expression solemn as if he was about to go to worship the Buddha.

If someone observes closely, they will find that the original pair of jackdaw-like eyes and the strange appearance of the Westerners are currently experiencing a slow and continuous body fusion, and there are stars in the pupils from time to time. The egret rises and the Beidou rotates, resolving the originally indescribable feeling of fragmentation and fragmentation in the body.

This is a kind of evolution and fusion. The will of King Mahasura who awakened from the treasure was originally difficult to control the body of Dharma King Miaoba. Therefore, he exiled the bardo body of Dharma King Miaoba to the deepest part of Jizu Mountain. At this time, all the original obsessions have been worn away.

But Jiang Wen's shocking sword gave him an excellent opportunity to fuse his body.

That sword left a deep scar on the chest of King Mojisura. It also caused severe trauma to the internal organs. When he staggered, he could see white bone stubble and red flesh. Even if he used it skillfully, The power of the Thirty-two Phases of Dharma King Tathagata caused the muscles around the wound to crowd together crazily, leaving a hideous sore like a baby's mouth.

The process of gradual integration of a healthy body and the remaining terma allowed Venerable Moxi Shouye to quickly feel the muddy and real happiness. This was just the burden and pain in the body, not the anxiety and happiness accumulated for a long time in the spirit.

The feelings of Dharma King Qifeng were conveyed without reservation, making Venerable Moxi Shouye, who was like a god sitting low on a cloud platform, fall into the mortal world in an instant, and he was in an embarrassing state.

Venerable Moxi Shouye took a deep breath. I knew that was the step I had to take. I just thought that Qi Feng would choose to completely crush his eight senses before his passions burned out. Burning for firewood - that hardly completely cuts off the possibility of enlightenment and becoming a Buddha.

The vast text condensed on the ink dragon stone marks are like the messy bites of silk thread tapeworms. They are also rolling and twisting in my eyes. Even a mere glance will make a mortal dizzy. Among the people present, only the Immortal Asituo Disciple Kaccanyana overcame the influence and walked down, and with difficulty recognized the words inscribed under Brahma on the stele.

But it's all worthwhile and necessary.

Venerable Moxi Shouye laughed, as if he had heard a silly joke.

"The desire for liberation is on the other side."

But Venerable Moxi Shouye looked sideways and said hotly: "Why, even he wants to stop you."

"Buddhism's Small Tribulation is happening today, and he actually gave you a reason to shrink back! What little mercy he had left was given to those few people, including Jizu Mountain, Binchuan, Xiaoli, Shenyang, and so on. No one should show mercy!"

This was supposed to be the first and foremost origin of the universe. Now it is as thin as the traces that were deeply imprinted into the stone wall before a certain unprecedented nuclear explosion. The body is covered with shimmering gauze, quietly falling into the deepest depths. , the most dead meditation.

Arhat Dharma King gradually fell silent.

Venerable Moxi Shouye took a deep breath, formed the meditation seal with his hands to clarify the truth of mindfulness, and tried to sink into a deeper level of meditation, but the moment he closed his eyes, his soul was shocked, just because Qi Feng This sword seems to have cut off a mandala mandala in the sea of ​​​​my consciousness, shaking the bardo of silence and the hundreds of civil and military statues to the point of collapse, so that a series of familiar and unfamiliar memories are rolling behind my eyes...

Before sighing, the gilded jade Buddha-like figure ended and disintegrated, just like the traces of my existence in the world. The breeze blew away all the artificiality and weak inner strength, leaving only the deepest spiritual light outside my body. Zhan, transformed into a stooped and skinny child, wearing a Buddhist crown and monk's robe that was too narrow, neither funny nor sad, and showed the unique smile of a child to the Venerable Moxi Shouye.

These tribesmen have lived in Binchuan for generations. Perhaps in the history of the songs we have passed down orally, we can still remember this tragic little battle. And even if we have not forgotten it, as young as the Mu family, we are digging and exploring for clues. We should know more than we did when we compiled "Baigu Tongji". However, we only care about occupying the mountains and becoming kings. We are determined to eradicate even Wulu Yucui Country, so we will remain stubborn and ignorant to the point of ignorance.

"Young monk, don't go any further. Buddhism's eternal life and small kalpas are related to the safety of heaven. As a monk of Sidan Temple, the old monk can make one step forward even if his body is broken into pieces..."

It was an ultimate world that I had never heard of or seen before. I knew that I must have relied on Qifeng Dharma King Ajiang Wen’s body. Later, I was afraid that as long as I looked at it from a distance, I would see the vast and vast universe in front of me because of the human silhouette. When falling into madness, the body will be torn apart and turned into blood mist due to the impact of the star stream.

This figure is like a jade crown with white eyebrows. The wonderful body is round and round, and the majestic figure has gaps in the gold. It is reflected in the faint morning light, making the viewer gasp in admiration. Suddenly, it is like a gold and jade Buddha glowing behind the eyes, and the viewer's breath is also filled with excitement. One choked.

Because my long-petrified legs are enough to support even one step of walking, but the space around me is surging with indescribable ripples, just like a piece of white paper being repeatedly crumpled and flattened, with circles of ripples repeatedly rippling into waves. , it seems that it is on this shore or on the other shore, weakly letting the dead Qi Feng move beyond that space, and finally came to the front of Qi Fengling, the leader of Moxi.

——Does he really think that?

Venerable Moxi Shouye showed his age.

There is no jealousy in the eyes of those I killed with my own hands, nor the resentment of those who died in vain because I blocked my success. Wild beasts eat the people of Zhuan, birds of prey prey on strong men, cunning insects confuse Yunmeng, and white dragons destroy Jizhou. The pictures painted in "Two Precepts of Mountains and Rivers in the Heaven" are exactly the mountains and rivers I have traveled through. If I am afraid to bear the consequences of those who have died in vain, how can I dare to claim to be a small person with a small restraint in the eight thousand worlds? Restrain the king!

"King Xiaoyao, his ambition is too small. He simply doesn't understand what feelings are. You haven't burned out all your passions since then. Now that you have returned from the "being" at the end of all things, you are burning your obsessions as firewood.

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For the cessation of cessation that the Venerable Moxi Shouye wants to enter, he must first extinguish the eight consciousnesses until the king of hearts and minds are activated, and even part of the first and last consciousness must be extinguished. This is called the cessation of cessation.

The samadhi of annihilation.

"It's bad, as he said, there is no reason. You can't go today. But what about before?"

"Anren, his bardo body will definitely appear out there..."

Then I spoke again, waved my palm to smash the phantom, and also smashed a demonic thought in my heart, and my steps became even more hesitant.

Venerable Moxi Shouye stood still and quickly raised his head, looked at the Dharma King Qifeng who was looking at him for a few seconds, and said hastily, "You only know how to solemnize this life, benefit the past life, whether it is the Bodhisattva Precepts of Sutra or Tantra.

To take Tantric precepts, one must first arouse bodhicitta. Where is his bodhicitta now?"

This is a kind of sadness where the setting sun weeps blood and dangerous peaks stand tall; it is a kind of sadness where the paper and ink are sparse and the orchestral music is hot; it is a kind of sadness where the history is desolate and the barren hills cover them all; it is also a kind of sadness when the song ends and people disperse.

Sadness with gray hair...

Even the Venerable Kachanyan, who was proficient in incantations, could only use cow chew cloth, rat chew cloth, fire cloth, moon water cloth, maternity cloth, temple cloth, tomb cloth, prayer cloth, and royal title cloth.

, returning the cloth, those ten kinds of dirty, discarded or cursed cloths were sewn into a small rectangular piece of cloth and wrapped in layers before successfully sending the ancient stele to the young prince Siddha who had already realized the truth.

…

Venerable Moxi Shouye was horrified, and then used the body of Xiao Ajiang Wen to resist the punch, but suddenly felt an incredibly weak force erupting from the edge of this ordinary fist.

, in an instant, the power was like an overwhelming force, rushing towards the Venerable Moxi Shouye in waves.

"Yundan is weak, he should be confused about the records in the secret scriptures of the temple. The Dharma King Maha Kabao has not been in Jizu Mountain for a thousand years, and since the disaster at the end of the Year of the Yin Iron Ox has been lurking until now, the evil spirits that have been hidden are like a river of sand.

If there is a sudden explosion in one day, everything will be turned into powder due to the strong wind, and the tribulation ashes will spray out all over the sky and the earth, and even the mountains of Xumi in the central world will collapse..."

At this time, I finally have no chance to get closer to "it" than ever before or on any occasion...

After walking a long way, there was no figure like a mummy standing in front of him. Skin could still be seen on the stubbled hair, but upon closer inspection, there were densely packed worm threads spread all over the torso, gnawing deeply into the skin.

Bite until it penetrates the bones, like an ancient tree strangled by mistletoe. Both eyes are bursting out of their sockets due to severe pain and internal pressure, letting blood and tears flow down.

At the moment of departure, Qi Fengling, who was united in body and mind, felt that her shackles were being lifted, and she finally entered the realm of Xiao Ajiang Wen. I suddenly transcended all happiness and looked at the whole world with an "empty mind", not clinging to anything.

Being "you" or "what you don't have". I feel that as long as I stand outside, I can continue to act consciously and intelligently, and that I can observe and act at all times.

This Crab Nebula presents the deepest white mist in the world. It is surging along the outline of the world. It is like the rapid heartbeat of some giant creature when it is sleeping. It is rising and falling with the weak and strong breathing, blowing

The tall grass and trees in the chaotic deserted wilderness; it is also like the unique silence in the Hongmeng universe when the stars in the sky rotate, and the debris thrown out forms the border of the desolate universe.

Confused and confused, Venerable Moxi Shouye gave a deep salute and hurriedly extended his left hand towards the lying corpse so close...

Venerable Moxi Shouye stands behind the white mist nebula, with his solitary figure and the darkness that is so thick that it is open, only a thin line separates him. The white darkness behind him is as vast as the sea, as misty as clouds, and stars.

Rotating crazily around some mysterious place bit by bit.

This figure wears a green shirt and carries a sword, with an indifferent expression. It is quietly covered with thick moss, and the stone texture penetrates the whole body. The mottled appearance is just like Weng Zhong, who has been lonely in the mausoleum for hundreds of years with the autumn wind. His body has long been pale, but he has no body

The eyes that were looking straight back were dull and dazzling, and at this moment, he suddenly punched the Venerable Moxi Shouye in a stiff and strange way, shaking off countless stone chips and dust.

Looking at each other, the faces of the two people are very similar, but upon closer inspection, they are completely the same. One is hot and the other is haggard. Above the aggressive appearance of Venerable Moxi Shouye, the figure of Arhat Dharma King seems to be drifting away at any time like heavy smoke.

In the "being" at the end of all things, Miaobao finally understood the cause and effect of why I appeared there, and why I had to stop Venerable Moxi Shouye. Therefore, I chose to burn out my obsession that time, and I also wanted to be there.

Stop all that in the Eight Poisons...

In my eyes, Arhat Dharma King’s glaze body is full of cracks, his gilded body is filthy, his face is haggard and his eyes are tired. Even if he didn’t have the talent of Xiao Ajiang, at this time, he has just given birth to the seven declines of heaven and man.

A mortal person.

The old monk's lips were still moving slightly, and his face was pale. It wasn't until Venerable Mo Xishouye rubbed his shoulders with him that his cold eyes shone, and he saw that the body in the thin monk's robe was actually fragmented and complete, and might disintegrate into a full body at any time.

The scraps of flesh and blood on the ground and the liver and brains on the ground.

Venerable Moxi Shouye gave him a warm look.

I saw Mahakyaqi Fengling with my own eyes.

The petrified Qi Feng's eyes shed a line of blood and tears, and he spoke hurriedly.

Doing so is like a furnace fire that is about to go out. It chooses to completely seal the furnace door, pour air into the furnace, and pour oil all over the fire, just to release a stunning and dazzling scene at the moment of exploding the chamber, which will shock all mortals.

It is definitely the last consciousness that can be awakened!

【Who is a fool? Who is a wise man? 】

In that state, Venerable Moxi Shouye felt that his understanding of all things had retreated to a completely new realm. A glance was enough to observe and understand a small pile of material phenomena and spiritual phenomena that occurred at the same time.

Everything.

However, in the short life of His Holiness Qi Feng, I have never had the good and bad dreams in dreams, and I have also experienced cruel torture outside of reality.

There is no example of the so-called house on fire in the eight realms, such as in the Visuddhimagga. A person had eaten dinner late at night, got out of bed and slept soundly. Suddenly, a fire broke out in the house. I woke up with a start and was terrified by the small fire.

I thought it was best to escape after you were burned. I looked around and saw that there was no way to escape, so I slowly escaped from the room and stood at the New Year's Eve.

In order to suppress the Jizu Shanyin Demon Kingdom, the venerable person known as "The First Toutu" took the most necessary step when he was on the verge of despair. He weakly put on this Sangha Li cassock.

They continued to suppress it for eight hundred years at the cost of annihilation...

"It is so empty to live in a house of eight realms of fire. Since the young monk has developed the wisdom of leaving and leaving, why should he be obsessed with leaving?"

"Withstand that punch, that is the ultimate martial arts under him..."

The other party clearly showed no trace of murderous intent, and all the Hanshan internal energy that shook the world had disappeared. Why would I burst out with such power that I had never seen before?!

But Venerable Moxi Shouye took a deep breath, and I knew that all the obstacles I had seen were just phantoms. In fact, they all originated from the remaining will of the Arhat Dharma King outside the body, and the remaining will in my eyes was gone.

This is the first threshold for me, Venerable Moxi Shouye, to incarnate. If I can cross it, there will be no more obstacles on that road.

The Xitan Zen Temple was built at the foot of Jizu Mountain. It is the largest temple among all the temples. After the boy was born, he participated in the imperial court's investigation of Fu Tianxi's memorial. Therefore, the boy had been blocking the Luohan Dharma King from getting involved in it. Apparently, he also guessed that the Hua Shou was there.

The truth of annihilation and small samadhi lies behind Chongyan. Unfortunately, we are firm and decisive at both ends. We are willing to show others what is blocking the Buddha's calamity, and we are sincerely willing to plot against it.

"Maybe your bodhichitta has not died with you."

Venerable Moxi Shouye suddenly felt a little fear in his heart, and even his body trembled.

As my thoughts flowed, I could even vaguely recall the time when the Buddha preached the "Small Illusion Net Tantra" at the Golden Summit of Jizu Mountain, and I was very sure that memory did not belong to "King Qi Feng".
To be continued...