I Honor

: Lingshan Peak

The gust of wind stopped, the gap shrank, and the void was half solidified, like layers of glazed glass.

Two huge figures faced each other in the depths of the Lingshan Mountain. The dark golden body collided with the air machine of the pitch-black skeleton, and a burst of “brightness” exploded in mid-air without sound.

“Brightness” is like dew and electricity, and there seems to be an illusory world emerging between birth and death, just like a dream bubble.

The white and pitch-black bones of Huangquan suddenly took a step, and suddenly, the whole Lingshan seemed to tremble. Behind K, the long blood-yellow river jointly supported by the Emperor Yincao and the ruler of the underworld suddenly boiled, roaring and rising.

Crash

Amidst the illusory sound of water, the blood-yellow river spread and swelled, swallowing up the cracks, as if piercing through the spiritual mountain beyond the deepest part.

In the collapsed Buddhist temple, on the tortuous road, Arhats, Heavenly Dragons, Bodhisattvas, King Kong, etc., who were surrounded by the evil spirit of death mist, raised their heads at the same time.

Tens, hundreds, tens of thousands of their golden bodies are mottled, many have signs of decay, blood and tears remain on their faces, and the power contained in the body is majestic. They all let out a deafening roar:

“Yellow Spring”

This zombie transformed by Arhat Bodhisattva instinctively flew up and plunged into the illusory river of blood from all directions and up and down.It is densely packed and overwhelming, giving people the feeling that there are no Buddhist monks in the Three Realms and Ten Directions

Like them, the giant tiger spiders with rotting bodies also stepped into the “Yellow Spring River” with a gray and dead air.

In just a short moment, Lingshan seemed to be completely emptied, the dead air subsided, and the filth disappeared.

And with the fusion of the remains of the Arhat, the remains of the Bodhisattva, the remains of the great demon, and the remains of the demon god, the blood-yellow river quickly condensed from illusion to reality, protruding from the mid-air, and there were countless corpses of dead spirits floating up and down inside. The sound of splashing water made Meng Qi, the manipulator, have a subtle feeling that his memory and spirituality have been washed away

It’s hard to find a place more suitable for the remains of Huangquan than Lingshan today, and the strength is more than doubled

Facing Kasyapa’s dark golden body, he smiled Zen-like, and the pitch-black “Huang Quan” punched his opponent with a bone in his right hand. The real blood-yellow river suddenly rushed high into the sky, poured down with a bang, rushing with fists, just like the Milky Way falling into the sky

Crash

The blossoming Udumbara flowers at the feet of Kassapa’s remains withered, and the immeasurable pure land and worlds of all directions could no longer be seen, and the dark golden Dharma body was stained with a layer of gray. It was slowly decaying, and the great light that had bloomed was completely swallowed up by the blood yellow.

“Hey” Kasyapa Dharmakaya sighed softly, raised his right hand, touched his middle finger and thumb together, making a flower-like gesture. Floating out lightly.

This finger is not the “smile with flowers” in the palm of Tathagata, nor the “finger with flowers” created by Bodhidharma, but the “everything is empty” created by Kassapa, which seems to integrate the “four things are empty” in the palm of Tathagata and “all actions are impermanent”.

The dark golden hand pointed out and pointed at the fist of Huang Quan’s skeleton.

The void is self-generated and clean, and the blood-yellow river suddenly changes, inch by inch transparent, revealing an Arhat Bodhisattva, demon king and demon god. And they shatter like bubbles one after another

Life and death are impermanent, fleeting, everything is empty

boom

The dark golden fingers collided with the pure white fist flowing in the pitch black. Standing still in mid-air, the blood yellow of the “Yellow Spring” is fading, and the countless tyrannical zombies absorbed are shattering, while Kasyapa is being washed by the long river, mottled gradually appearing on the golden body, and the void in all directions is broken like glass.

Once broken. Meng Qi suddenly vacated and moved his position. Change direction and appear in the distance at once. Without looking back, he ran towards the deepest part of Lingshan.

He left the skeleton of Huang Quan, without the slightest distress, and manipulated K to fight against Kasyapa’s remains from afar.

The gust of wind blew, and the gaps gradually increased. Meng Qi quickly moved away from the battlefield. At this moment, a huge dark gold finger suddenly appeared and pointed towards the center of his brow.

This finger is shaped like a vajra pestle, protected by eight dragons, and it is extremely strong. In the fight with Huang Quan, Kasyapa was able to separate a little strength to block Meng Qi, which shows the cultivation level in front of him.

Meng Qi’s eyes were deep and deep, and his escape speed did not decrease, and he rushed straight there. Suddenly, the dark golden finger trembled slightly, slightly deflected, and passed him strangely, without hitting him.

strong is fate

In particular, most of Kasyapa’s power was dragged by Huang Quan

The gloomy road twisted and twisted, Meng Qi ran further and further, and the feeling of thorns on his back gradually calmed down.

At this point, he understood that he was free from the threat of Kasyapa.

But in the depths of Lingshan, he didn’t dare to relax in the slightest. Even Kasyapa passed away here, and he was likely to meet Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva next. They were stronger than most of the seven Buddhas in the past.

Not Buddha, better than Buddha

I don’t know if it’s because the blow from Huangquan’s bones fused more than 90% of the dharmakaya zombies, or because the deepest part of the Lingshan Mountain is unique. Seeing the incomparably huge demon king and demon god, the whole Lingshan seemed to become quiet all of a sudden, only the loud shouts of the Monkey King reverberated far away.

And this further set off the dead silence of Meng Qi’s surroundings.

The sky and the earth were dark, with dense gaps, torn by strong winds. Meng Qi walked in it, feeling an eternal loneliness, unable to accompany him even with his shadow.

Still holding the long knife in his right hand, Meng Qi’s face showed a bit of deep, dignified and worried under the reflection of the thunder.

Walking and walking, Meng Qi didn’t know how long he had been walking, it seemed that he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally his eyes lit up, and he saw the golden cudgel that supported the sky and touched the ground not far away, and saw the huge hollow that was sunken. Pit, a huge pit that can hold a city.

At this time, most of the thunder was extinguished, the blue lotus withered, the surroundings were quite dark, and his senses were completely suppressed. Meng Qi could only vaguely sense that there were countless streaks of black air rising from the center of the huge pit, which looked like a group of demons dancing wildly. Surrounding the upper and giant pits are golden and pure bodies that seem to be able to communicate with the heavens and worlds. The majestic and terrifying power is not much worse than that of Kassapa, but the strong filth and dead air penetrated deeply into their bodies, making them They exude decay and evil

“These should be more than a few hundred Buddhas who passed away in Lingshan in the past.” Meng Qi’s heart moved, and he realized that he had indeed reached the deepest place, the core.

This should be the peak of Lingshan Mountain, where the Buddha lived in the past.

Judging by the number, the Buddhas in the entire Saha Pure Land may have passed away here

What exactly happened in the Battle of Lingshan in the past years to have such a tragic ending? Meng Qi knew that he was about to face the ancient mythology, so he might be able to figure out what happened at that time.

What exactly did Ananda do to make all the great sages and demonsThe gods never forget it, and their resentment soars to the sky, which will last forever.

bang

Thunderbolts exploded, green lotuses bloomed, nebula condensed, the Milky Way streaked, and the nearby scene became clear at once.

In the center of the huge pit is indeed the golden cudgel, there is thunder bursting nearby, green lotuses are blooming, black air is dancing wildly, and there are indeed huge golden Buddhas outside, like a forest of Buddha statues, vaguely connected What a big formation.

The golden body of these Buddhas is mottled, gray and white and black mist linger, full of the feeling of death and evil, but there is still a meaning of great purity and great bliss in the body.

There were blood stains on their faces, like the two lines of blood and tears that fell at the beginning.

“Buddhas also have tears, all have tears, what happened in the first place”

As soon as Meng Qi thought about it, he heard the buzzing inside the body of this golden Buddha, and let out a roar of resentment:

“Ananda”

World of Conferred Gods.

Under Meng Qi’s leadership, Kong Zhao traveled through one vassal state after another, saw many things, and the ideas in his heart became more and more formed.

Looking at the sleeping teacher in the carriage, he thought to himself: “The teacher’s questions are always just right, so that I can really summarize my thoughts, combine the books I have learned, vague thoughts and reality, and gradually form a different The ideas of other sages are really a good teacher, indeed very knowledgeable and insightful, like a dragon flying in the nine heavens.”

“But why don’t you really guide me, and always keep silent? Are you planning to wait for an opportunity, when my theory can be completely self-consistent?”

Kong Zhao couldn’t help himself, and wanted to seek advice from his teacher.

“Ananda”

The Buddha’s voice of resentment entered his ears, and Meng Qi was as dazed as a dream.

Ananda’s resentment towards Ananda is not the monster clan, but the Buddhas in Lingshan, Meng Qi’s hairs stand on end, and the coolness invades his body.

He betrayed the pure land of Saha, but why was he still hunted down by the demon saint?

what is his obsession

Ananda is not just as simple as turning into a magic Buddha later

Amidst the ups and downs of his thoughts, Meng Qi looked at the golden Buddha in front of him, his eyes flickering.

At this moment, a blue lion came out from the inside, and a white and crystal-clear Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on it.

“Manjusri Bodhisattva” Meng Qi’s heart tightened, and then he saw the man caught by the lion.

“Zhiwei”

Jiang Zhiwei’s face was pale, her eyes were dull, and the lion grabbed her clothes, making it difficult to move.

At the same time, the white sky dragon and golden-winged roc also walked out of the “forest” formed by the golden Buddha, and threw Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng in front of them.

They were similar to Jiang Zhiwei, they couldn’t struggle, they couldn’t even blink, they looked at Meng Qi anxiously.

From the depths of the giant pit, an indifferent voice came faintly:

“Swing out the knife in your heart and see if you can save them.”

“Or, you die and they live.”

Hearing these two words, Jiang Zhiwei struggled violently, with a lot in his mouth, and shook his head unattainably, as if he wanted Meng Qi to leave him alone and others, so that the green hills would not worry about firewood, and there would be more firewood in the future. Chance of resurrection.

However, she was held in the mouth of the blue lion, she could not shake her head clearly, she could not make a sound, her crystal eyes were filled with anxiety, and a layer of mist was diffused. to be continued

S: Khan, the power went out for more than half an hour.

Well, the following plot is completely in my heart, and it will be three o’clock tomorrow

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