Tian Yuan

Chapter 1125 Under the bodhi tree, the Buddha explains the confusion

There seems to be a terrifying force that is invisible, pulling the five plates that are wandering in the boundless universe, slowly moving them to the same position, and they will definitely be connected in the end.

The five states merged into one, and China reappeared.

This day must not be too far away, just within the next few decades.

Visions appear all over the world from time to time.

For example: Thousands of stars are falling on the world like raindrops, and their vast power is drifting in the wind; ancient runes are dotted in the sky, showing endless mysterious meanings; the fairy gate stands high in the sea of ​​clouds, appearing and disappearing like a dream.

There was a swordsman sitting in a corner of the sea of ​​​​stars, watching the scene of hundreds of millions of stars shifting, and realized the way of the sword to reach the sky. He broke through the realm with a thought, climbed to the divine bridge, and the light of the sword spanned millions of miles.

There was a prisoner in the mortal world who suddenly had good luck. He looked up and saw two moons in the same sky. He gained enlightenment overnight and created the best spiritual roots. He broke the prison with one palm and pursued the long road to immortality.

When a knight was chasing a Jiangyang thief, he was defeated by the thief and was seriously injured and was about to die. When he was dying, a piece of spiritual leaf as light as silk floated from nowhere and danced in the wind. It happened to fall on the knight's body, healing his injuries, opening up the meridians throughout his body, and embarking on the first stage of his spiritual practice. A new life has begun.

Similar examples occur in many places in the world and are countless.

The spiritual energy in various places has become richer, and the laws of heaven and earth have become more stable.

The scene changes to Dongtu Buddhism.

Contemporary Buddhists wear a simple light yellow cassock every day. The clothes were damaged due to battles and were mended and never replaced.

Under a bodhi tree outside the Buddhist gate, the Buddha sat alone, chanting sutras and chanting the Buddha's name.

Calm and majestic, the traces of the vicissitudes of time remain on his face, which cannot be erased.

Between the eyebrows is a pair of eyes full of Buddhist wisdom, which seem to be able to see through the illusions of the world and discern the true and false.

The hands are clasped together, the fingers are long and calloused.

The monk's shoes were stained with mud and dust, and there were signs of wear and tear.

People often come to Buddhist places to meet Buddhist disciples, discuss the Tao, or solve doubts.

Today, a young man who has been tired of work walked to the bodhi tree and bowed: "I, Wang Yi, competed with his fellow disciples when he was young. He was defeated and humiliated. He regarded it as a lifelong shame. Later, he worked hard to become stronger, practiced hard, and finally achieved three things. A hundred years later, I reached the state of becoming a god. I wanted to return to my sect and avenge my previous humiliation, but I found out that my fellow sect brother had already passed away. However, my hatred is hard to get rid of, my mind is blocked, and I have been unable to make progress in my cultivation for many years. I pray to the Buddha. Guidance."

The person who came told me roughly his situation and asked questions sincerely.

"sit."

Fozi raised his eyes and pointed at the open space in front of him.

The visitor did not hesitate, sat on the floor, and looked at the Buddha with eyes full of piety and respect.

"Close your eyes and empty your mind."

Buddha whispered.

The visitor followed the instructions of the Buddha and meditated with his eyes closed.

Not long after, a burst of ethereal Buddha's voice came to my ears. It was very soft and washed away the hostility in my body, allowing the seeds of inner demons to slowly disappear into nothingness.

After a few hours, Buddha stopped chanting sutras and said in a calm tone: "Donor, if you do more good deeds, you will be blessed."

"I understand, please bear in mind the teachings of the Buddha."

This man found that although his obsession had not dissipated, it was no longer a demon, but a past life experience that would not affect his future steps.

With a look of joy on his face, he stood up and bowed.

This person left, and another person came.

No matter who the visitor is or what his level of cultivation is, he will treat each other sincerely and try his best to resolve any doubts.

A few months later, an interesting benefactor came.

A man with a majestic appearance can be seen at a glance among the crowd.

Wearing dark mysterious clothes, long hair tied in a crown, with a stern face and extraordinary temperament.

"Donor Jiang."

Buddha recognized the person and called with a smile.

Jiang Liubai, one of the top monsters in the world, one body with two souls, majoring in the law of yin and yang, and the direct disciple of the Lord of Kunlun.

This son has extremely good luck. He has been inherited by the Tongyang Quasi-Emperor and is in charge of a complete Quasi-Emperor Taoist weapon. He has many trump cards.

"Buddha, long time no see."

Jiang Liubai sat in front of Buddha, one foot away, and smiled.

The two were old acquaintances and had interacted with each other several times. The relationship is ordinary, not friends, but not enemies either.

"The donor is here, why are you looking for a poor monk?"

Buddha asked.

"Looking for a drink with you."

Jiang Liubai felt happy for the first time.

After saying this, he turned his hands and took out several bottles of fine wine.

After traveling through mountains and rivers for many years and experiencing the world of mortals, Jiang Liubai had a trace of fatigue and sadness on his face. There was an indescribable emotion hidden in his deep eyes.

"A poor monk is a monk and breaks the precepts by drinking alcohol."

Buddha declined.

"Okay, I'll drink and you drink tea."

Jiang Liubai didn't force it, and brewed another pot of high-quality tea and placed it in front of Buddha.

Then, Jiang Liubai opened the lid of the pot and started drinking.

Fozi took a deep look at Jiang Liubai, and seemed to see a hint of reason in his eyes and expression. He turned to look at the tea floating in front of him, raised his hand to pour a cup, took a sip, and said, "Donor Jiang, is there something on your mind?"

"That's it!"

Jiang Liubai stopped drinking, the smile on his lips faded a bit, and his eyes became more melancholy, as if he was thinking of something or someone. Then he smiled again and replied.

"Love connection."

It may be that the Buddhist has had personal experience, or he may be well-informed and speak the truth.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Liubai's pupils shrank slightly, and his expression condensed for a moment. Immediately, he admitted generously: "Yes!"

"Can a great person like Donor Jiang be emotional?"

Buddha became somewhat interested.

"An otherworldly being like Buddha almost fell into the abyss because of the word love, so why can't I?"

Jiang Liubai made fun of Fozi's past.

The past is like smoke, but there is no wavering in the Buddha's face. There is still a smile on his face: "What kind of woman can make Jiang Donor drink away his sorrows?"

"She..." Jiang Liubai's eyes began to blur. He was obviously facing the Buddha, but what was reflected in his eyeballs was not the figure of the Buddha, but a vague woman. Thousands of thoughts came to his mind, and he didn't know. Where to start.

"The poor monk has plenty of time, and he is willing to listen to Master Jiang's words slowly."

Buddha put his hands together and said softly.

After sorting out his wandering thoughts, Jiang Liubai took a sip of wine, pondered for a moment, and began to tell his story: "Her name is Yun Shuhe, a very ordinary girl..."

When Jiang Liubai was crossing the nine realms of calamity, he wanted to break through the Mahayana, so he boldly turned into a mortal and entered the world of mortals.

After becoming a mortal for more than a hundred years, he has finally gained something. The Yin-Yang Dao can be said to be a great success, and his strength has been greatly improved, far better than the geniuses of the same realm.

During that period, Jiang Liubai met someone.

An inconspicuous person among the crowd, without a beautiful face or charming figure.

Just a mortal struggling in the world of mortals.

After meeting that girl, Jiang Liubai turned into a mortal for more than ninety years. Her appearance changed Jiang Liubai's fate.