The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Fifty years of catastrophe, flood and drought.

Immortals face the East China Sea, and invite Wanlong to come out of the mountains and enter Kyushu to become the god of water.

Dushi was also busy for several years and finally had a rest. In addition, "one palace and two gates" were handed over to the Shangqing Palace, and the Daleiyin Buddhist Sect did not need to rule the world, ushering in a hundred years of leisure.

He sat alone in front of the ancient Buddha, with a lotus flower emerging from his body.

The monks of the Great Leiyin Buddhist Sect saw this, all admired and worshiped him, saying that Master Dushi is already the real Buddha in the world. For at least ten thousand years, very few people have reached the level of crossing the world.

Ever since he got the Linzijue, Dushi also felt that his cultivation base was advancing by leaps and bounds. In just 50 years, he had moved from the middle stage of transformation to the late stage of transformation. This speed seemed like a dream.

Buddhism is the same as cultivation. Things that were previously unthinkable and intangible gradually become clear, and the use of supernatural powers and spells is becoming more and more proficient.

In this way, Dushi has a feeling that becoming a Buddha is close at hand, at least he thought so two years ago. I will soon be able to catch up with the immortal, or even surpass the immortal, by relying on the Linzijue.

Those who come, where tomorrow and earth are, realize the originality of all things, the meaning of the three talents.

All the laws that appear in the world can be comprehended.

This is also one of the reasons why Du Shi felt that he could surpass the immortals, because he could learn all kinds of dharmas and comprehend more than 3,000 magical powers through Lin Zi Jue. Gathering the methods of all the powerhouses since ancient times, one can fight with immortals.

Even just thinking about it makes him feel a little excited.

But one night two years ago, his cultivation and understanding of Buddhism were stuck, as if an invisible prison had enveloped him. It blinded his eyes, blocked his way, and could only look at the farther road.

The candlelight shines, and the shadows form three Buddhas.

Dushi Youyou opened his eyes, and poured into his ears the same emotions as himself but with three extreme evil thoughts, as if he wanted to fall into the devil's way.

"Crossing the world, crossing the world, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The ancient sages knelt to the sky without knowing how many times, but they still couldn't get the fruit of great wisdom. I have a poison here. The Holy King is seriously injured."

Tan Buddha's voice is full of endless temptation, as if the opportunity to achieve enlightenment is close at hand, as long as you nod your head, you will become a Buddha immediately.

Du Shi was unmoved, but instead asked: "The poor monk has never learned poison, so how can there be water without roots in the world? You are not me."

The three people in front of them said that they are themselves, they know all their abilities, and they also know some things that they don't know. These methods are not made up, they have been learned a few times in order to verify Dushi, almost all of them are true.

So naturally it is not my own demon, let alone myself.

"Of course I am you, a ray of true spirit that you merged into Zhou Tian."

"Who are you?"

"I'm saving the world, and what I'm learning is not the Buddha, but the devil."

"What devil?"

"There is no holy law, born in the turbid air of the first opening of the world. It is called Zhuo Shi, born once every three hundred years, and devours all living beings in the world. With dragons and phoenixes as food, and the spirit of heaven as water, there is no holy king in the chaotic world."

There are endless vicissitudes in the long voice of Tanfo, which is the ancient Taoist rhyme from the ancient times.

He is the crossing of the world, and he is the king of the world in troubled times.

Du Shi asked, "How does it compare to the immortal?"

These words made Tanfo silent for a while, and he recalled that the last time the immortal made an all-out attack, it should be the time to pacify Moyuan. At that time, he already had the demeanor of a saint king, but now he is probably only strong but not weak.

For the time being, it is regarded as the position of the first coming sage king, which is weaker than the chaotic world sage king in the peak period.

He replied: "In troubled times, the great sage king is even better. If you learn all of them and practice for a hundred years, you will be able to compete with him."

Dushi shook his head and said: "Not enough, the immortal has been living for four thousand years now."

Then he turned his head to look at the angry Buddha, and asked, "What method are you learning?"

The voice of the angry Buddha was like a bronze bell, and he roared with endless anger: "The way to win the battle is to learn from the Holy King of the battle. The strength is a million jun, and one punch can open the sky."

"How about with the immortal?"

"It's even better, the Immortal's Lightning Technique can't break the Dou Zhan Saint Physique."

Du Shi shook his head again, Lei Fa is not the only immortal.

He looked at the Idiot Buddha again, and asked, "What dharma did you learn?"

The infatuated Buddha's eyes were burning with obsession, and he said: "The way of the inner demon is learned from the Holy King of Mara. The immortal once said that he has many regrets in his life, so he will definitely not be able to escape the law of the inner demon."

The three true spirits can be said to have their own supernatural powers, and crossing the world can be regarded as seeing their greatness. If the law of the three people is combined, with the Great Wu Shengfa as the merit, the fighting and defeating method as the body, and the demon as the soul, then maybe you can really compete with the immortals.

Dushi often went to ask the immortals for advice, and was often beaten into tricks by the other party. Therefore, he has a vague concept of the strength of the immortal, and he thinks he has a chance of winning after a little comparison.

'Better than a fairy, and become a true Buddha...'

This is an opportunity that many people in the age of immortals can't wait to compete with immortals.

Over the years, Du Shi has been thinking in his mind that Lin Zijue has enlarged his vision and made him see too many temptations. The three people in front of him rose up because of his greed, and it was also his first step in arrogance.

The three Buddhas of greed, hatred and ignorance are connected with the thoughts of crossing the world, approached slightly, and said: "To cross the world, you also need to cross yourself. You have worked hard for others all your life, why don't you do it for yourself today?"

The Buddha is a great sage who realizes self-awareness, awareness of others, and awareness of the three perfections.

He is not a Buddha, so he will have greed, hatred and ignorance, so he will be jealous and fearful of the power of immortals, so he will also be greedy for the laws of heaven and earth. This is human nature, and even a fairy cannot completely abandon this emotion.

For oneself, human common sense.

"Amitabha, as a monk and a poor monk, you should fight. Fight with people, fight with heaven, and fight with immortals."

Dushi opened his eyes slightly, and the candlelight shone into the depths of his pupils. The blue lantern in front of the ancient Buddha has been burned to the end and may burn out at any time.

But the light of Buddha in his eyes was shining brightly.

"If people do not work for themselves, heaven and earth will perish."

"If people don't do it for themselves, they will be destroyed by heaven and earth!"

The Three Buddhas of Greed, Hatred and Ignorance also followed suit.

"However, the poor monk still has to save one person in the end, the living immortal Li Changsheng."

The eyes of the Three Buddhas of Greed, Anger and Foolishness were astounded, they didn't expect that when they came to the door, the other party gave up.

Greedy Buddha said with a gloomy face: "You have no way out now, even if you ask Li Changsheng, you won't be able to survive. The three strands of true spirits enter the heavens, and only when you become enlightened can you survive."

Linzi definitely has the ability to make good fortune, but also has its corresponding price. The true spirit is very important to the monks, which is equivalent to the heart of the soul.

The only way to cross the world is to join the Tao, there is no other way.

He showed a speechless smile, and the figures of the three Buddhas of greed, hatred and ignorance changed from real to virtual.

"An immortal once said that with one thought of anger, a million barriers will be opened. Yun Zhou's thunder sword demon is the anger of an immortal, and the poor are not exempt from it. I am jealous of the talent of an immortal, and I am angry at the ability of an immortal."

Anger was the first thing to disappear, and he walked into the body of the world.

"People are in the dust, not dust. The dust is in the heart, and it turns into dust. If the relationship is shallow, they will leave, and if the relationship is deep, they will gather. Now it is time to say goodbye."

The flame of obsession in Idiot Buddha's eyes dissipated, he lowered his head and smiled: "That's good."

The last is greed, which cannot be restrained and cannot be eliminated.

Tanfo stood up by himself, as if he wanted to take his body with a single go.

When the fingertips touch the flesh, the greed disappears. His eyes were astonished, obviously his greed hadn't disappeared, why was it so light in Du Shi's eyes?

"He taught me the true Dharma, like a master or a father, how can I let him add another scar? Maybe God's will is not to make me enlightened, but to defile the fairy heart."

After staying by Li Changsheng's side for so long, in fact, everyone knew that Immortal was a very stubborn person, and also a very proud person. To describe it in one sentence, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

But the immortal thinks that if he is very powerful, he should be able to achieve 15 points. Often immortals can far exceed this standard, but there are some things that cannot be forced.

Dushi couldn't help thinking of the immortal's move to make up for the waning moon, and strands of enlightenment flooded his heart.

God's will is like a knife, and it is the first knife.

I am the knife, I am the knife, I am the knife...

"Hahahaha... You can't escape God's will if you don't move the Buddha's heart. You are a mediocre person after all. It's a pity that God's will doesn't understand mediocrity, or mortal heart."

Dushi raised his head to look at the ancient Buddha, and looked at the vast world, as if he was mocking or disdainful.

"Children always report good news but not bad news. I am only a child at two thousand years old."

Du Shi slowly closed his eyes, his soul returned to heaven, and turned into one of the stars in the sky.

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The Sitting Master of Dushi was spread all over the world overnight like the autumn wind, and the world was shaken, thousands of monks were in sorrow, and countless people washed their faces with tears.

Tens of thousands of ordinary people wear hemp to send off the holy monks, and countless monks in the practice world abstain from sex and pleasure for seven days.

When Li Changsheng came to the Great Leiyin Buddhist Sect, the heads of various sects and sects in Kyushu were already waiting outside, and everyone stood outside in silence.

When he arrived, everyone was even more silent.

Du Can, who was wearing a gray monk's robe, saw the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and immediately knelt down and begged, "Immortal, please save my master, how could he die if he is in such good health?"

"Didn't Dushi come to an end?" Li Changsheng glanced sideways and glanced at the people around him, all of them nodded.

Qingxuan's face was a little dazed, and he said with difficulty: "Bald... I have seen the remains of the world without any injuries. Please ask the master of the Tianji Pavilion to calculate the secret, and he will die."

That's why Li Changsheng said lightly: "Life and death are up to fate, 2000 years old is not too little."

If it was 1000 years ago, maybe he would go to Wangchuan Huangquan to find a way to bring the dead back to life. He thinks that 2,000 years is not enough, and he has lived 4,000 years, why can't they also live 4,000 years?

But everyone has their own destiny. What Li Changsheng found from the River of Forgetfulness was not the method of bringing the dead back to life, but the state of mind of a long-lived person who faced the difference between life and death.

A person is mortal, but he doesn't like to be the one who sees him off.

After saying that, Li Changsheng passed the crowd and walked into the treasure hall.

Under the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, the old monk sat cross-legged on the ground, his waist was slightly bent, his head was drooping, and there was no vitality in his body.

Du Shi's body moved suddenly, then slowly raised his head, and opened those cloudy and lifeless eyes.

With a little silly smile on his face, he said: "I am sorry, I left without saying goodbye. This is my last word to you."

Li Changsheng became more and more calm, and asked quietly, "How did you die?"

"I died at the end of my life. Although I came urgently, I have no regrets. I think back to when you governed the Taojiang River, and its power is still unforgettable. You taught me the true law and protected me from life to death several times. The poor monk is willing to be called a teacher, a father."

"...People are mortal, and I die freely. Don't be sad, don't be sad, this is fate. Please also throw my relic into the river, and cross the world again."

Du Shi pointed to the futon next to him, and said, "Please also invite the immortal leader to sit down, and I will walk slowly with you."

Li Changsheng was silent for a few seconds, and then sat on the futon. He did not cross his legs but sat very casually, with his hands slightly supporting the ground and feeling weak.

"Elder Immortal, you have something to do with that rabbit spirit. The poor monk still wants to say something more. That rabbit spirit is stubborn. You have to be careful not to hurt your body. If you can give birth to an heir, you can enter my Buddhist gate and use Buddhism to rectify it. Fairy."

"Um."

"Immortal Chief, you must be vigilant against the people of the world, not everyone is a virtuous person. You suppress the world, but there are always endless people with a heart."

"Um."

"Elder Immortal, please drink less alcohol, alcohol is for desire, and drinking too much will cause confusion."

"Um."

The remnants left over from the past life whispered in his ear, as if he was explaining the funeral, or as if the child was telling his elderly father. And Li Changsheng just kept nodding, without much response.

I don't know how long we chatted, the voice in my ear gradually subsided.

Du Shi knelt in front of Li Changsheng, kowtowed once, kowtowed twice, kowtowed three times.

"Princess Xian, I'm leaving, please remember to drink less wine."

Li Changsheng walked in the long river, crushed a relic, and swayed a piece of starlight.

Unknowingly, all the relics in his arms were exhausted, leaving only a little starlight in his palm.

Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time, and when the river moon shines on people at the beginning of the year.

The little monk who tried to calm Taojiang back then also died.

Li Changsheng looked up at the waning moon in the sky, and the river wind brushed his face.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. Let's do it for me again at the end."

He blew a ray of starlight to complete the waning moon.

It's not like in the end, when I was young.