Suzaku

Thirteen Middle Finger Termination

Suddenly there was a loud cry on Wutai Mountain.

This extremely clear, dragon-like and phoenix-like voice is mixed with the sound of Brahma all over the sky, Xuantian silk and bamboo, it doesn’t seem to come from a person’s mouth at all.

Indeed, it was not issued by humans, but by Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

In the clear light, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva lowered his head, looked at his waist, and there was a creaking sound in his throat.

Ye Xiangseng’s middle finger had already ruthlessly pierced into his waist and abdomen, and the flesh and blood nerves of his precious body clearly sensed the tactile sensation of the muscle lines on that finger.

After the Great Strength Bodhisattva uttered a clear drink, there was still no expression on his face, and he was using his six-movement supernatural powers to resist the supreme Buddha power transmitted from the finger in his waist. In fact, deep in his altar, there was There was a faint trace of fear.

Because the breath on that finger is very familiar.

Although it has been five hundred years since I have listened to the scriptures in front of that person, even though I have been violating that person’s last will for five hundred years, even though I have been killing that person’s confidant Bodhisattva for five hundred years them.

Even after five hundred years, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva still shuddered.

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Ye Xiangseng sat slumped on the ground, his bones and flesh had already been shattered, and only relying on an extremely pure bodhicitta, he forcibly supported his mind and stabbed his middle finger into the waist of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

The palm of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva covering his forehead is continuously pouring power into it, and that power makes Ye Xiang feel numb, itchy, painful, fearful, frightened, and is destroying his body and torturing him. His mind distorted his will, and at any time, Ye Xiangseng might be driven into the bottomless, extremely dark death space again, leaving only the ignorant Buddha surname floating in the world.

Fortunately, everyone has an indecent middle finger. Fortunately, Ye Xiangseng’s indecent middle finger has a strong background.

Fortunately, Yi Tianxing taught Ye Xiangseng how to use that indecent posture on Meiling to use that well-established finger.

The breath left by the Buddha on the middle finger infinitely accelerated the invasion speed of the Buddha’s surname in Ye Xiangseng’s body, completely turning the six terrifying feelings of numbness, pain, fear, and horror in his body into pure Buddha’s breath, and then using the middle finger as a bridge, It is continuously poured into the body of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva.

The statue of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva became brighter and brighter, but the blue eyes became darker and darker. The hesitation on Dashizhi Bodhisattva’s face was just a glimpse, and he immediately returned to his solemnity, with supreme determination in his blue pupils, looking down at Ye Xiangseng covered in blood, he said softly: “After all, this is Buddha’s finger, not your finger.”

After the words were finished, another clear drink came out of his lips. The whole Wutai Mountain was disturbed by the bodhisattva’s shout, and knelt down on the ground, not daring to move. , with the intent to kill

There was a soft bang on the Laurel Cliff, and all the bluestones were crushed into powder by the force.

Ye Xiangseng only felt that the power was even greater, and the five spots of blood on his face spurted faster, his eyes turned red and then black, and it was difficult to see anything, so he reluctantly released the remaining spiritual consciousness, The scene around Laurel Cliff was taken into the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Although the sound waves are light, they are enough to crush boulders. The sound waves curled up and scattered, shaking the remaining trees all over the mountain and being hit hard again. Two Bodhisattvas, one big and one small, one sitting and the other standing, swirl, stretching for dozens of miles, turning quickly in the mountainside, forming a magnificent blue circle, which is magnificent.

The circle of blue bark and grass spins rapidly, but suddenly stops in the air on the mountainside of Wutai, but does not spread out, but quickly closes in the direction of Yuegui Peak, which looks like a circle. The reverse projection process of a big bang is general.

The speed of gathering was very fast, but in an instant, the circle had shrunk to only a few kilometers in diameter.

However, the sound waves in the sky become more and more intense as the circle shrinks. The roar of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva still echoes in the valley, like ten thousand giant dragons undulating and about to fly, like a phoenix in the fire. Speak and sing, very clear.

The heaven and the earth suddenly became quiet, and the heaven and the earth, which could no longer bear the supernatural powers of the two great bodhisattvas, expressed their humbleness by being quiet.

The small Wutai Mountain is no longer enough to accommodate the interference of vitality caused by the Bodhisattva.

The cyan circle suddenly retracted again, and the thunderous sound that had been quiet for a moment suddenly exploded

A loud bang sounded from the top of Yuegui Peak. The sound wave only spread tens of meters away, and then was absorbed by the powerful Buddha breath of the two big Bodhisattvas themselves. The rivers and rivers overlap each other, with constant ups and downs

The bark and grass threads all over the sky are pierced into the mountain like diamond thorns

A cloud of extremely delicate dust bloomed from the top of the peak, and with a bang, the dust formed an extremely round, incomparably perfect circle.

In the circle, there was no one on the ground.

Thousands of monks at the foot of Wutai Mountain raised their heads in bewilderment, and saw a white smoke in the very distant sky above the green hill where the Buddha’s light flourished today, flying towards the high sky, and then disappeared suddenly. From this, one can imagine the terrifying speed of that white smoke.

In a quiet cosmic space about tens of thousands of kilometers away from the earth, the sun in the distance looks like a white ball of light, and the earth just blocks a piece of sunlight, casting a huge shadow into this space.

In the dark and quiet space, two fires were burning. Although there was no trace of air here, the fires were still burning.

It is the anger of the green lion, and it is the karmic fire of the Pure Land.

The blood flowers are like catkins, floating around in the weightless space at a very slow speed, so they constitute a very charming picture, a bit like the flowers on an oil painting scattered in all directions.

Inside the red and black blood-colored flowers are the two bodhisattvas who do not know whether to live or die.

The face of Great Strength Bodhisattva has already been covered with frost, and the long eyelashes seem to be stuck by the white frost, so they are tightly closed. There were some unclean cracks on the surface of all the Dharma-responsors.

All disciples of the Buddha are disciples of the Buddha.

When the middle finger of Ye Xiangseng’s hand entered the body of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva with the residual dignity of the Buddha, the Buddha had already given up on this disciple, so all the magic tools of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva were covered with a layer of rust at the same moment. At the same time, the Buddha breathes in the body of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, softly patrolling back and forth, with the meaning of extinction floating around.

if notIt is Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva whose bodhi mind is unsurpassed and pure, perhaps it has already passed away by this time.

But Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva is right. The one who uses this finger is Ye Xiangseng and Manjusri Bodhisattva, but not the Buddha himself.

Although Ye Xiangseng has regained the third level of Manjushri realm, he is no longer the simple and handsome little monk on Meiling, so this Buddha finger is countless times stronger than that night, but he is not the Buddha after all.

Therefore, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva did not die.

And Ye Xiangseng was going to die.

The blood spread from his face, and gradually traveled away in countless strands, leaving the body. Ye Xiangseng felt that his middle finger was still in a cold body, so he couldn’t help smiling. With this smile, the corners of his lips were torn miserably, revealing the teeth that had been shattered into small grains.

Under the majestic hands of Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, his five internal organs, muscles, skin, bones, and whole body were broken, but the pure and pure Bodhi was trying to absorb the flesh and bones.

Then, the power of the Buddha finger has been exhausted.

Ye Xiangseng’s eyes, which had turned into blood holes, revealed traces of clarity, and the bodhi heart wrapped in the broken flesh of his body also glowed with clarity. He knew that his death was approaching, but his heart was clear, and he still showed a miserable smile, thinking silently. It’s a pity, it’s still a little bit worse.

Great Strength Bodhisattva’s frosty face gradually melted, the corners of his eyes trembled slightly, and then he woke up.

In the quiet space of the universe, under the shadow of the earth, the temperature is only about two hundred degrees below zero. The extremely low temperature seems to freeze everything, but it cannot freeze the slow spreading blood.

Ye Xiangseng’s spiritual sense no longer probed him, instead, with a little nostalgia, he threw himself towards the blue planet in the distance, feeling the blood in the minced flesh on his face flowing out in a ray, and thought with a smile: “If you let When Yi Tianxing saw it, he would definitely laugh at how a chrysanthemum grew on my face.”

With a sound of nailing, a crystal clear ice flower fell from the third long eyelash on the eyelid of Dashizhi Bodhisattva.

A faint Buddha’s breath came from his body, and he turned his palm lightly, flicking lightly on Ye Xiangseng’s fleshy body.

However, it did not brush off.

Suddenly, a heart-pounding wave of power came from the distant blue planet. That power was so pure, so soft, and so cold that it seemed to be much lower than the temperature of minus two in this universe.

That wave of fluctuation suddenly broke through the distance of time and space, and came to the ghostly fire in the darkness.

The blood-filled flower Buddha took a rest, and was immediately frozen into countless ice shards, moving slowly with the ubiquitous gravitational field in the universe.

Dashizhi’s palm was on top of Ye Xiangseng’s head.

Ye Xiangseng’s finger was in Dashizhi’s belly.

When the two great bodhisattvas were running out of oil and the lamps were drying up, they were condensed in the space of the universe by the cold and gentle meaning of the end of the kalpa, just like two exquisite but bloody statues appeared in the grand universe. Incomparable statue.

Earth, China, provincial capital, Guiyuan Temple, back garden, hut.

The thatched hut was no longer there, and was turned into countless powders by a quiet and soft force, which were spread flat on the ground.

The old ancestor yelled, looked at the bare backyard beside him, looked at the sucked and deformed King Kong magic circle, and looked at the books he had hidden for many years scattered on the ground, and turned back with a bitter face.

Outside the garden, Chen Shuping was showing his head, looking at it tremblingly.

The old ancestor grinned and looked back at the bare ground that was originally a hut.

Zou Leilei was lying there very peacefully, her face was reddish, she couldn’t see anything unusual, as if she was in a deep sleep.

The old monkey scratched his head, and muttered in a low voice, “I wouldn’t mind giving me a house with tens of thousands of buildings in Ande Guangsha.”

Chen Shuping put his palm to his mouth and shouted in a very soft voice: “Great Sage, do you want me to go to heaven and kill that Bodhisattva?”

The old ancestor’s dark brown monkey hair stretched out at the same time, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, as if this proposal made him very happy, and hummed: “This idea is not bad. If you want to die, you will also kill Ye Xiang and Zou. The words of the girl.”

At this time, Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, Manjushri Bodhisattva, and Zou Leilei formed a very ingenious balance. If someone punished Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva, the power of the Bodhisattva’s scattered body might instantly confuse Ye Xiang with him. Zou Leilei was shocked to death.

The old ancestor frowned: “Manjusri is going to die.”

A timid and weak figure appeared on the courtyard wall, and looked at the back garden with some confused eyes, that Zou Leilei who was sleeping soundly in the rain.

The person who came was Qin Zi’er.

Today’s Bodhisattva battle, such a huge fluctuation of vitality, was clearly transmitted to her heart, and now she has faintly become a fairy, but in her spiritual consciousness, she faintly sensed the faint connection between the back garden of Guiyuan Temple and this matter, Although since the catastrophe happened years ago, her heart has become obsessed for no reason, and she doesn’t want to have too much to do with the Yi family, but for some reason, she still can’t do it when she comes. What, just looking at that girl, Yi Tianxing’s girl, with a trace of confusion.

Chen Shuping hid half of his body behind the wall, only his head was exposed, and when he looked up obliquely, he saw her.

Inu Xianjun is notKnowing that this woman is the little princess of the Heavenly Court, Qin Zi’er had not yet been born in this world when he went down to live in Jiujiang No. 4 Middle School.

But Chen Shuping still felt a little strange, always felt that the somewhat demented beauty on the wall of the temple courtyard had a very familiar and disgusting expression hidden between her brows. However, he had seen Qin Zi’er from afar outside the small island in the northeast of Taiwan, and knew that the relationship between her and Yi Tianxing was a bit ambiguous, so he naturally didn’t dare to act recklessly.

The old ancestor ignored Qin Zier who came quietly, with a pair of golden pupils, staring at Zou Leilei cautiously, and said after a long while: “Dog, don’t pay attention to the sky, just guard here carefully.”

The pale cyan Vajra Fumo flickered, as if it might collapse at any moment. Chen Shuping was a little worried and asked: “What if the cassocks of the sky rise up? If there is something wrong with you, Yi Tianxing will not give birth to me when he comes back.”

The old ancestor Jin Tong rolled over and said with a sneer, “When will my family be so destitute that I need you guys to take care of my life and death?”

“What about this girl?” Chen Shuping pointed to Qin Zi’er on the courtyard wall and asked for instructions.

The old ancestor shrugged, and the sweater fluff on his shoulders fell to the wet ground: “Who can take care of housework?”

To be continued: