Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 37
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Thousands of miles of Buddha, the boundless lotus.
The young phoenix knelt in front of the Buddha, leaned over to incense, and stood up.
The snow-white robes dragged to the ground like running water, and soft black hair fell on his side. When he got up, he carried a faint fragrance, like a lotus blooming silently on the water in the night.
Countless pairs of eyes peered at him in the darkness of the main hall, and whispers sounded from all directions in the void. However, Phoenix closed his eyes, his face was calm, and a pure cyan colored glass Buddha bead was gently moved in his hand.
"A Huang."
Phoenix turned his head, and saw a man standing in the light at the entrance of the main hall, his face indistinguishable from the reflection.
A shy smile appeared in Little Phoenix’s bright eyes. He turned to the man, handed him his tender little hand, and said softly: "Sakyamuni."
On Mount Xumi, there is a long road of colored glaze, and the first level of the Ninth Heaven Stage meanders down, hidden in the clouds.
Two figures, one large and one small, holding hands, Phoenix looked up at the man beside him, and asked: "Sakyamuni."
"Huh?"
"Venerable Bati said that the phoenix was originally separated. I should have a brother. Is it true?"
Sakyamuni was silent for a moment, then asked: "What do you think?"
"...I don't know, they don't like me..."
Sakyamuni put his hands on the shoulders of the little phoenix, leaned over and looked straight into his big clear eyes like water, and said softly: "It's not true. When I found you, you were just an egg."
Little Phoenix looked back blankly.
Sakyamuni said: "Don't care about other people's opinions, just trust me."
The little phoenix in the thirty-three heavens is always alone.
He never talks to anyone, and doesn't care about anyone. Many times he just looked at you quietly, lowered his eyes, walked away alone, passing by without making any sound.
He kneels in front of the Buddha every day, coming alone and walking alone, as quiet as a cloud of smoke surrounded by sandalwood.
The naughty little novice once stopped him and asked: "Why are you always alone?"
"..."
"I heard that you have a terrible look, is it true?"
Little Phoenix stared at the ground under her feet.
His face has never moved, without smiling, like a jade carving. The little novice monks couldn't wait for an answer, and they dispersed again. He continued to step out of the Buddhist hall and walk towards the boundless sea of clouds.
The venerables live high on the lotus seat, and their sighs are full of compassion, but no one can hear them.
"There should have been two, but only one broke out..."
"It is said that the phoenix was swallowed by the phoenix, so when he was born, he was very evil. The moment he broke the shell, ninety-nine thousand thunder, sea, and heaven fell..."
"Is it true? Even Lei Hai Tianjie couldn't cut the extreme evil into ashes?"
There was a long silence on the lotus seat, and Venerable Bati let out a long sigh.
"The phoenix nirvana does not die. Obsessions, resentments and doubts will follow the inauspicious and extremely evil appearance, and will go on forever forever..."
The little phoenix sits on the top of the glass tower, holding the snow-white cheeks in both hands, looking at the starry sky like a galaxy under her feet.
A man gently walked behind him, sat down, and pressed the shoulder of the little Phoenix from behind: "What are you thinking about?"
"...nothing."
The phoenix turned and leaned in his arms, quietly opening his **** and white eyes like mercury, and a small bluish mark appeared under the loose temple hair. The man stretched out his hair and asked: "What is going on?"
"...Jiang III beat me. He asked me to speak, I ignored him, he would beat me..." Phoenix turned to look at the man, and asked in a low voice, "Will Jung III become a Buddha?"
The man laughed and asked: "Are you afraid that he will bully you even more after he has powerful mana?"
The phoenix lowered his eyes. His eyelashes are extremely long, and when they fall, a fan-shaped shadow is spread on both sides of the nose, like a treasure that will shatter with a light touch.
"Will you become a Buddha too, Sakyamuni?"
The man was silent for a moment and said: "Everyone makes a wish to become a Buddha and enjoy bliss and boundless life, but the Buddha also has to experience the Buddha's calamity. Reincarnation is a person or descends from the real body to unlock the demons that breed in the long life. , Can we return to the lotus seat and return to the supreme colorless|Boundary Zenith......"
"If you don't become a Buddha, will your life come to an end?"
"Yes."
Little Phoenix grabbed the man's sleeve: "Then, will you leave me one day?"
The man laughed and rubbed Phoenix's soft and cool hair.
"You are a phoenix. Among the nine heavens and ten earth, only you are immortal. Even if you return to the emptiness outside the 33rd heaven, as long as there is the fire of Nirvana, you are immortal."
Phoenix opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only stared at the man blankly. The brilliant stars of the nine-day long river are all reflected in his eyes, and it is difficult to distinguish whether it is water or stars in the floating light.
"I...I don't need those, I just have Sakyamuni..."
The man stretched out his hand to caress the tip of his eye, but the phoenix suddenly turned into the prototype of a young divine bird, wings like the thinnest neon clothes, long tail feathers drew a brilliant light in the Milky Way, and fine stardust followed the river in circles. It swayed towards the sky, and finally fell gently on the man's shoulders.
"I have enough Sakyamuni..."
"Well," the man stroked Phoenix's soft feathers and whispered softly: "It's enough if you believe me."
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Under the snow and ice of Mount Xumi, the everlasting cold wind engulfed the snow, whizzing toward the sky. In the boundless ice field, King Jiang III was standing on a black rock with snow exposed, condescendingly looking at the phoenix, who bowed his head step by step on the mountain steps, and walked step by step to the unreachable top of the mountain.
"Making a big wish..." he muttered.
Little Phoenix is covered with snow all over her body, and her long hair is soaked in the snow, which makes her look darker and darker. She sticks to her icy cheeks, making her whole body white and transparent as if it can melt into the cold wind at any time. He stepped forward, knelt down and kowtowed, got up again, and knelt down and kowtowed again, the cycle went on and on, and finally staggered when he got up thousands of times, and saw that he was about to fall down, but was surrendered for the third time. Supported from behind.
"What are you doing?"
Phoenix said nothing, and gently broke free, knelt down another head, got up and took a step forward.
"Hey!" Saturn III said loudly, "What are you wishing! Didn't you hear my question, hello!"
He rushed up from the snow and stood in front of Phoenix, but the little Phoenix just bypassed him, knelt down again, and continued to move forward.
Apart from this unchanging wind and snow, there is nothing in his eyes.
Jian San Shi was anxious, and rushed to grab his shoulder. However, Phoenix still took a step forward under the heavy pressure and paused little by little. Apart from being extremely slow to resist the heavy pressure, even the angle of bowing his head did not change at all. It seemed to block his descending III, and All the obstacles and causes and effects in this world are the same.
"What are you doing! What are you wishing!" Jiang Sanshi grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and Dalian's own face flushed with force: "The wind and snow are too big, you can't knock on the top of the mountain! Give up! Come on!"
He was so strong that Phoenix finally couldn't move, stood there and shook his head.
"Hey, what do you mean, do you disagree? Either that way, anyway, I am a person who wants to become a Buddha, so what do you want to do? Just come and worship me..."
Little Phoenix raised his hand, grabbed his wrist holding his shoulder, and forced him to loosen it inch by inch.
His fingers are so cold, with the lingering breath of ice in the bone marrow all the year round, as if the blood in his veins is full of unmelting crushed ice. Shige III gritted his teeth and broke free, impulsively, he wanted to go up and hit him, but then I saw him pass by and whispered: "My wish is also to become a Buddha. You can't do it."
The voice exit was scattered in the howling wind and snow, Jiang III was taken aback and turned around.
I saw the phoenix swaying, kowtow in the snow, move forward, get up and kowtow again, move forward again, step by step away.
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That may be the longest and shortest road in the memory of King Jung III. Many years later, he recalled that there were only broken snow flying all over the sky, the cold wind whizzing away, and the thin and thin child with his robe sleeves flying in front of him.
The Phoenix returned to the 33rd Heaven when the sky broke.
He stood in front of the main hall of the Buddha hall, with the vajra glaring on the high lotus seat, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, and all the venerables looked down and looked down together; the phoenix was wrapped in the breath of ice and snow, and his head was filled with the sky. The Buddha looked at each other, and the ice melted into water dripping from the tips of his hair and clothes to the ground. There was a small puddle under his feet.
Jian III stood outside the hall behind him and stopped.
The Lord asked: "What is your wish?"
Phoenix replied: "Wish to become a Buddha."
"You become a Buddha yourself?"
"May Sakyamuni be a Buddha."
The gods are all silent in the sky, and there is no sound in the thirty-three heavens.
Jian III stood outside the door, eyes widened in shock.
I don’t know how long it took before the Venerable’s voice sounded from the void:
"When all living beings are over, and **** becomes empty, only what you want can come true; if you have this heart, go to the sea of blood."
The phoenix knelt down, kowtowed, and turned to look at the **** road beyond the nine heavens in the distance.
There are hungry everywhere, there are ghost hells; there are endless howls and wailings, there is a lotus pond with eight thousand feet of blood floating with carrion.
The ice and snow on the side of the Phoenix's temple have not disappeared, and his face is pale and cold, and he walked straight out of the hall door.
"——What are you going to do? You can't go!" Jiang Sanshi rushed forward, stopped him and shouted: "There are countless top monsters in the sea of blood. You can't come back even if it is a Phoenix! Don't go!"
However, Phoenix only glanced at him, his gaze was terribly bright-it was a kind of light that was extremely strong after his physical strength was completely exhausted, and once he made up his mind, the world would fall apart.
Jian San Shi has a bad heart: "Phoenix..."
Phoenix pushed him away, took two staggering steps, and suddenly slipped on the jade platform of the 9th heaven.
Is it finally unable to support it? Jiang III strode forward, just about to help him up, but suddenly a hand was stretched out to stop him, and then he picked up the little Phoenix.
Jian III looked up and saw a man who appeared from nowhere, staring at him coldly.
The gaze seemed to be forced by thousands of majesty, the King Kong's anger slammed down, and the endless vast force forced the King III to retreat a few steps, stunned and froze in place.
The man hugged the little phoenix, turned around and disappeared into the void.
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Three hundred years later, the phoenix descended to the 33rd heaven, headed to the four evil ways, and went straight to the sea of blood.
When the news reached the magical path, Rahu had already been defeated, the mother-in-law had already been defeated, the limoqiantuo had been defeated, and Vimalakidura had been defeated; King Great Asura led the crowd to the sea of blood, only to see the red smoke covered by transpiration The sky and boiling water flooded the earth, and the phoenix sacrificed to the heavens, holding a pure cyan colored glaze beads in his left hand, and a silver-white spear in his right hand. With one shot, countless great demons were cut into pieces!
The sea of blood shook violently, and the huge waves rolled to the horizon, and countless sea monsters emerged, screaming terrifying among the broken limbs.
"Prime Phoenix——!" The Great Asura King was furious and shouted: "What are you doing, get out of the four evil ways——!"
The phoenix swept across with a single shot, and the huge demon snake that fell in the air by the lieutenant general was slashed with nine heads!
The Great Asura King transformed into a 28,000-year-old real body, and stepped into the sea of blood with one foot, and the sea water only reached the belly button; he raised the palm of a mountain-like hand, and covered the sun and the moon with one palm. The earth turned into darkness and nothingness, and cold blood poured into the sky. King Ashura's nine heads and a thousand eyes vomited fire, and the roar shook nine days and ten places: "Prime Phoenix! Today is your death date!"
In the middle of the sea of blood, the boy in white robe rushed towards the sky, and the left hand Buddha beads turned into a huge and gorgeous pure blue longbow in the wind:
"——The **** is not empty today, it is my death date."
The boy stopped high in the sky, reaching out and slowly pulling out a **** phoenix bone from his body.
The Great Asura King stared in astonishment, but saw the young man panting in pain, dangling the bow, the bowstring was like the moon, and the phoenix bone glowed with a cold and sharp glow.
The next second, he released his finger.
The bone arrow is like a shooting star, coming through the air, and with one arrow, the Great Asura King is nailed to the sea of blood!
Amid the loud noise of the shaking and the mountain, the **** sea bottom quickly cracked, and countless monsters were sucked into the bottom instantly before they had time to emerge.
The tsunami caused by the great earthquake obscured the sky, and the Asuras screamed and ran, and countless people pushed and fell into the sea of blood. The waves came like a big mountain collapsed, and the nine-headed infant who had brought the big waves screamed, spreading densely densely packed three thousand bone wings, and pounced on the Phoenix in the strong wind!
The phoenix burst his fingers and grasped the longbow.
"Today I will cross the 8,000 zhang blood lotus pond..."
The young man took a deep breath and drew out the second fleshy phoenix bone with his bare hands.
Every nerve in his body trembles and trembles because of the severe pain, but the fingers that hold the bowstring are like ten thousand years of ice, firm and stable, and the sky collapses and the earth does not shake.
"——Sakyamuni," he whispered, "from now on, there will be no more blood."
As soon as he let go, the phoenix bone cut through the wind and waves, exploding the nine-headed infant of the top great demon into a spectacular blood flower that stretches for thousands of miles!
The phoenix drew twelve bones in the sea of blood, the great demon was cut, the sea of blood calmed down, and the demon of **** bowed their heads for refuge.
Until the twelfth arrow came out, the golden Buddha light suddenly split the nine heavens and ten earth like a sharp sword, and completely enveloped the four evil ways under the boundless Buddha sound——everyone looked up and saw the sky fairy bird flying, the lotus Huashengfang, on the top of the six supreme thirty-three zenith, a majestic statue of Mount Xumi emerged.
That is the radiance of the return of the Buddhas.
——Someone has become a Buddha.
Phoenix exhaled a long and thorough breath, swallowed a mouth full of scorching blood, reached out his hand to lift his long hair soaked in blood behind his ears, looked at the sky full of Buddha's light, and smiled.
——The incense elephant Buddha country, the boundless lotus, are all in this smile at this moment.
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The phoenix slowly walked ashore from the sea of blood, and suddenly saw a gray-clothed Ashura standing on the cracked ground among the fragments of monsters, looking straight at him.
That was a very young Asura, probably very junior, his head was covered with blood from monsters, and his eyes were unabashedly fiery. To Phoenix, he is not even a slight threat. The young man's eyes did not stop on him, he turned his long bow into a pure cyan hair band, and he tied it on the blood-stained long hair at random and picked it up. Silvery □ □ walks far away.
However, Asura suddenly said behind him: "--Why didn't you kill me?"
Phoenix did not answer.
After a moment of silence, the person said loudly: "My name is Fan Luo!"
...what does it matter to me...
Phoenix thought so, but didn't remember the name, and walked away in the iron-blooded wind.
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After returning to the 33rd Heaven, Phoenix found that the Sakyamuni who had grown up with him had completely disappeared.
He is no longer in the temple, and there is no statue of him on the lotus seat. No breath of him can be found on Mount Xumi. This man who brought up the little phoenix in one hand is in boundless solitude. The only man who has been with him for hundreds of years has just disappeared.
What happened to him, did he have an accident when he became a Buddha?
Have you gone into the void beyond the 33rd heaven?
The Phoenix trembled all over, standing in the empty hall, suddenly got up and ran out. However, as soon as he ran down the jade steps, he ran into King Jiang III head-on, staggering in confusion and falling to the ground.
"What's wrong with you?" King Jiang III asked in amazement, reaching out his hand to him.
Phoenix didn't treat him as if nothing, got up and walked away, but stared at him, pale and trembling lips.
Ming King Jiang III had never seen him look like this, and he suddenly felt a thud in his heart: "——Phoenix? What happened to you?"
"...Sakyamuni is gone." After a long while, Phoenix finally said, "Where is he... others?"
"Who do you mean?"
"Sakyamuni...the Sakyya who raised me!"
Ming King Jiang III looked at him in shock: "You are a sacred bird, who can raise you?"
The two looked at each other for a moment, and there was something else King Ming Wang wanted to say, but Phoenix suddenly got up and pushed him, staggering towards the temple.
Cigarettes are swirling above the temple, Venerable Poti stands high in front of the lotus seat, with a half-red robes, his eyes closed slightly.
Phoenix knelt on the cold and heavy pure gold floor tiles, his voice hoarse like blood in his throat, and asked: "Where is Sakyamuni?"
Venerable Bati gently moved the Buddha beads, and there was only a clear sound in the hall, except for the silence. After a long time, the Venerable opened his eyes, but did not look at the kneeling phoenix below. He only said: "The Buddha has fallen into the colorless heaven."
——Be detached from the thirty-third heaven, solid colorless Dharma, only having consciousness, which is called the colorless sky.
Phoenix's lips were slightly blue and white, as if even the last trace of blood was completely lost: "But Sakyamuni promised not to leave me...what should I do? I'm...a person again!"
The Venerable let out an inaudible sigh, slowly dissipating in the distant white mist of sandalwood.
"You have always been alone, except you, no one can see Sakyamuni..."
"Your cultivation level is too low, Phoenix. The ancient sacred bird has a very evil aspect. If you can't convert to my Buddha wholeheartedly, you will become a Buddha again in the next life..."
Phoenix opened his eyes wide, and a strand of black hair was attached to his snow-white side cheek, looking helpless and sad.
"Go back, little phoenix. When you have cultivated a body of great wisdom and great merit, you can grant the title of Fengming King, then come to the top of Mount Xumi to see this **** and Buddha."
Venerable Bati waved his robe, and Phoenix only felt the wind whistling in his ears, and in a blink of an eye he had been removed from the Buddhist hall. The magnificent and towering gate made a heavy bang and slowly closed in front of his eyes.
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From that day on, Phoenix began to kneel down and stay behind closed doors, and disappeared in the 33rd heaven.
No one saw him again, no one heard about him again.
They said that the phoenix practiced under the largest linden tree, kneeling all the year round, and was never able to live; they said that his hair grew to the ground, and his snow-white clothing was laid out to the water. Every time he recites a scripture, the water surface A beautiful lotus flower was bloomed.
Over time, it becomes a glazed fairyland, surrounded by boundless lotus flowers.
Everyone is leisurely and fascinated, but that is the forbidden place of the 33rd heaven.
——How is that phoenix now? Sometimes the King Ming Wang would think.
The defiant, indifferent, and stubborn one can't help but pity him... Phoenix, how is it now?
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Month after month, year after year, time flies like a shuttle, the white horse flies through the year.
The eight thousand zhang blood lotus pond in the **** was filled again, the rotten flesh exuded a stench, and the monster roared in the sea of blood, even in front of the Buddhist hall on the top of Mount Xumi.
Venerable Bati went to Purdue all living beings, and when he returned, he passed through the **** road and dropped the bottle in the sea of blood. Because the treasure bottle was sealed with countless blood sea monsters, the Venerable asked the Bodhisattvas, King Ming, and Arhats, who can retrieve the treasure bottle in the blood sea?
All the arhats tried first, and they all returned with all their feathers; the kings of the Ming did it again, but they all failed—the sea of blood has become an ocean, and countless evil spirits and wraiths are cruising in it, to find the little one. A small treasure bottle is harder than finding a needle in a haystack.
The other sages suggested that the phoenix had emptied the sea of blood and killed the great demon, why not let him descend on the road of hell?
Venerable Bati hesitated for a long time, and finally ordered the Third King Ming to summon the Phoenix.
After thousands of years of long, seemingly endless time, Emperor Ming Wang once again saw the defiant, proud and stubborn little Phoenix.
He walked into the forbidden area of the 33rd Heaven, a small river like shattered jade surrounded a huge bodhi, and the familiar figure was kneeling under the tree. For many years, his hair had fallen on the ground like a waterfall, and his clothes were white. It blooms in all directions, like a water lily that has been open for thousands of years.
How terrible, he thought.
The beautiful face that has not changed over a thousand years, and time cannot affect it, is not so much a gift from heaven, but a sinful look that seduces moths into the fire.
"Venerable Bati's magical weapon vase fell into a sea of blood..." King Jiang III briefly explained his future intentions, paying attention to the expression of the phoenix-in fact, from that indifferent face, there is nothing After coming out, for a moment he even thought that the Phoenix could still hear other people's words, or he had completely become a Buddha and was part of the Bodhi tree?
However, he did not wait long.
Phoenix opened his eyes, with water-like light flowing under his eyelashes, and slowly stretched out his hand to him:
"Lend me a knife."
The King of Emperor Ming III was taken aback, and he took off the treasure-inlaid dagger on his back and handed it over. He saw the Phoenix pull out the blade, grabbed the long hair with one hand, and cut it off his backhand.
"...you!"
Phoenix stood up, **** the half-length broken hair at will, and said, "Let's go."
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The phoenix went into the sea of blood for the second time, and the four evil roads shook. Everyone from the Ashura tribe fled, and the sea of blood was stirred by countless great demons floating from the depths.
However, Phoenix stood by the **** sea for a long while without using any swordsman.
He walked directly in.
The Thirty-third Heaven was horrified, and immediately after the Phoenix’s toes touched the blood, a snow-white lotus blossomed on the soles of the feet!
The carrion screamed, the monsters were rampant, and the hill-like demons were crowded on the sea; while the phoenix walked toward the middle of the sea of blood, and every step he took, a lotus flower bloomed on the soles of his feet, supporting him to march in the vast red smoke On the sea.
Behind him, a long lotus road blooms in the deepest **** of the four evil ways, and the future is even more sinister and ambiguous.
"——It turned out to be a lotus growing every step of the way," the 33rd heaven, King Ming Wang heard someone behind him sigh: "This, this is clearly going to be a Buddha..."
I don't know why King Ming Wang suddenly felt very dissatisfied.
He kept his gaze away, and resisted making a sound.
The phoenix walked to the middle of the blood sea, picked up the treasure bottle, and turned back to the shore. He regarded the tens of thousands of great demons with different shapes around him as nothing, returned to the 33rd Heaven and handed the aquarium to Venerable Bati, with a calm expression and stepped aside.
Venerable Bati looked at him, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Is your obsession still the same?"
Phoenix said: "I want to see Buddha."
The Venerable let out a long sigh, and Yu Yun seemed to have been floating in the air for a long time before he said: "Then you come."
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After being closed for thousands of years, the gate of the Buddhist hall finally opened to Phoenix again. However, when he stepped on the threshold of entry, he was in a daze, as if he saw that young self thousands of years ago, still kneeling in front of the sandalwood wind, with a pure and pious face, and a string of glazed Buddha beads that were always rubbing and warm and transparent in his hand.
He was a little confused, and stopped in the empty hall.
The golden Buddha statue in front is still there, looking down at the six realms with compassion and majesty, which has not changed for thousands of years. In the past, he kneeled in front of this statue countless times, full of awe and sincere conviction, never looking up at the Buddha's face; but today, his eyes are unblinking, as if even the smallest outlines are deep in his mind.
For a long while, he looked at the golden statue and whispered: "Sakyamuni..."
Finally heard footsteps behind him, and a familiar voice that grew up with him said: "You finally understand, Ah Huang."
Phoenix turned his head, her movements trembling because of stiffness.
Sakyamuni stood one step away, from his face to his costume exactly as he remembered, as if thousands of years of time had never passed by, and the separation of blood and tears had never happened before.
Phoenix opened her mouth, and tears burst out instantly when she made a sound: "——Why?"
Sakyamuni raised his hand and took the phoenix in his arms, just like raising and accompanying the child back then, gently stroking his hair.
"Remember? I once told you that Buddhas also have to experience Buddha's calamity. Reincarnation is a human or descends from the real body, and unlocks the heart demon that breeds in the long life. Only then can you return to the lotus seat and return to the supreme nothing Color|Jiezending......"
"The Buddha's calamity should be on a different object in each life, sometimes things, sometimes people, sometimes even demons or beasts; but no matter what, except this time, there has never been a Buddha's calamity repeatedly before. Things to do with the same person."
Phoenix shook his head and said in disbelief: "Impossible, could it be me—"
"It's your extremely evil aspect." Sakyamuni said, "In the next 30,000 years, the Buddha's calamity should be on your extremely evil aspect."
The Phoenix finally staggered and fell, kneeling on the pure gold floor tiles.
"You...you know that I will go to empty the sea of blood," he shivered, every word filled with disbelief: "You thought I would die there..."
"No, you are a phoenix." Sakyamuni said, "I only thought that the sea of blood consumed your extremely evil appearance, but I did not expect you to use a more decisive and thorough method."
He leaned down|to hold Phoenix's thin and shuddering body, as if the lonely, helpless child in front of him was still in front of him:
"How does it feel to pull the bone, does it hurt?"
Phoenix couldn't speak, and his shoulders trembled as he resisted sobbing.
The next second, Sakyamuni reached into his chest with his bare hands, pierced the flesh and blood under his left rib, and pulled out a golden Buddha bone.
The Buddha bone immediately turned into a small relic, emitting a strange and brilliant golden light in the Buddhist hall. It was worn by the Buddha with a red string, and it was gently hung on the neck of the Phoenix like a pendant.
"You keep it." Sakyya held his shoulders and carefully observed the pendant left and right, then looked at his chest: "...It turns out that it feels like this."
Phoenix couldn't control the violent choking, he covered his face, and large tears rolled from between his fingers, making a desperate cry.
Finally, Sakyamuni touched his face, then stood up and walked towards the golden Buddha, but heard the voice of the phoenix crashing from behind: "But...but I love you, I only have you. !"
Sakyamuni paused.
"Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone..." Phoenix curled up in pain, muttering: "I don't want to be alone..."
"When the little bird comes out of the shell, he will regard the object he saw at first sight as the closest person. It turned out to be true." Sakyamuni sighed: "But you will have a long life in the future... and you will distinguish between them. The difference."
He walked toward the golden Buddha statue, and as the Buddha light in the sky lit up, his figure finally disappeared in the light.
The Phoenix fell to the ground.
The boy was embarrassed, his face mottled with tears, and his throat almost coughed up blood from hoarseness. If you see this image, you will be shocked to think that there is a problem with your eyes. However, Phoenix doesn't realize it. He doesn't even care how sad and desperate he looks, just like a defeated general who retreats helplessly before a lonely city:
"No, I will never... never love anyone again, love you like I do..."
At this time, the golden bell rang outside the Buddhist hall, ninety-nine and eighty-one times, with six voices resounding, and the majestic echo of Buddha's voice oscillated in the nine heavens and ten earth:
"The ancient phoenix, universal sentient beings, calmed down the sea of blood, and masterful in Buddhism... With his compassion and love, I will be the king of Phoenix!"
——No one knows the moment when Phoenix gained the throne of King Ming, he was actually crying.
His tears fell on the solemn hall, leaving tiny and insignificant wet trails on the heavy golden bricks; soon the wet trails will dry up and disappear, from now on like vapor evaporated in the sun , No one knows that secret past.
It's like no one knows his young and naive vows.
I will never love anyone again, as I love you.
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In the realm of Thousand Degrees, Zhou Hui shot furiously, smashing countless heavy mirrors!
The fragments of the giant mirror were showered like a torrential rain, and a trace of the red phoenix soul floated out of the mirror, and was grabbed by the snow mountain goddess Shakti.
She sneered with a mocking sneer, as if she wanted to say something, but before she could say anything, she saw Zhou Hui let out an extremely angry roar, and the distant alien space could not bear the hurricane-like energy. It completely collapsed in the sound!
"——Feng Si!" Zhou Hui's eyes were red, the demonic expressions were all out, the sky was broken and the earth was turned into a huge monster beast, and the roar full of bloodthirsty* broke out from the fangs:
"Feng Si——!"