I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 487: The disciple realized it

Ling turned around safely.

The people opposite him immediately put their hands together: "My Buddha is merciful!"

The real culprit!

But he has nothing to do.

He sighed.

"Why haven't the police come here yet?"

"I am innocent!"

He was muttering.

But as everyone knows, at this moment, in the eyes of other people, he is like a Buddha walking out of the Buddhist stone murals.

It's just a little bit evil.

But the same solemn, the same sacred, the same solemn.

Under my feet, black lotus blossoms.

A black mist haunts his head.

There are patches of black smallpox, constantly spilling from the illusion.

"Namo Amitabha!"

"Nanmo Amitabha..."

"Namo Amitabha... Nammo Amitabha!"

Above the black lotus, the sound of wooden fish.

The solemn and solemn Sanskrit singing echoed in people's hearts.

Sanskrit singing that should bring peace and calm people's hearts.

But there is a strange atmosphere swaying, bringing endless fear.

If you say that the Buddha is to let go of everything and cut off obsessions.

Colorless and empty, no one without me.

So...

This solemn and solemn Sanskrit singing voice carries endless thoughts of ‘individual self’ and ‘cling to me’.

Pull a dime to benefit the world, because the world is not worth it!

Why?

Why?

I want to sacrifice my interests to help others?

How does this benefit me?

This kind of selfishness is full of extreme self-thought and self-interested thoughts, which are flooded in Sanskrit singing.

On the contrary, it makes people feel no abnormal.

Because...

This is normal.

It is also close to human nature.

Who is like a dragon?

How can I be as happy as I am?

Why should I be bound, and why should I collect my taxes?

Under the surging of these thoughts, the sound of Sanskrit singing in my heart rose more and more.

So...

Someone raised their head suddenly.

"Buddha is compassionate!"

"The disciple is enlightened!"

Hundreds of people raised their heads together, putting their hands together in a solemn manner: "Buddha is merciful, and my disciples have realized it!"

Pull a hair to benefit the world? I won't do it.

Because there is no benefit, because the world is not worth it.

Should the world serve me alone?

Neither do I.

So, the real liberation, the real great freedom, is my wholeheartedness.

I only comprehend my own way.

This is me.

It is self.

I don't want to surpass myself.

Because ‘I’ is ‘I’.

Why give up?

Worries are my wealth, selfishness is my nature.

My shortcomings are also my shortcomings.

I don't want to change.

My strengths are still my strengths and do not need to be changed.

I only need to do one thing.

That is what sticks to me.

Whether I am selfish, generous or generous, this is all me.

If you give up, don’t you kill yourself, kill yourself?

Am I still me after the cut?

So the Buddha said that the five aggregates are empty and the six are pure.

Actually, there are all five aggregates and the six defilements are full.

Even if it is really colorless and empty, the five aggregates are all empty.

So, is he still him?

Are Siddhartha and Tathagata alone?

No!

Then why did Siddhartha become Tathagata?

Siddhartha, just be Siddhartha.

Therefore, everyone worshipped more sincerely: "I am Buddha, be merciful, my disciple has realized!"

This is the real avenue!

The Tathagata in the robes is nothing but the Demon King Bo Xun.

The real Tathagata is in front of you.

The true Buddha!

……………………

"My Buddha is compassionate... disciples have realized!"

Lingping is listening to everyone's praise.

He was panicked.

"What are you talking about?" He said he couldn't understand.

As everyone listened, they suddenly realized it.

The meaning of Buddha is very clear.

I am not a Buddha, the Buddha is in my heart.

As long as you cling to ‘I’, everyone is a Buddha.

So, everyone immediately understood that they would pray again: "My Buddha is merciful! My disciple has realized it!"

Ling Ping shook his head.

He is a little confused now.

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head. The camera on the ceiling had already turned around, aiming at him.

So...

He looked at the traffic that fell on the ground again.

A thought flashed through my mind.

"Is this filming?"

"Variety show?"

"Still a prank?!"

Think about it carefully, it might really be the case.

Want to see me making a fool of yourself?

There are no doors!

So, he smiled softly.

……………………

Zhang Hui looked at the man suddenly raising her head.

His eyes seem to be looking straight at himself across the space.

The dark and deep eyes are like the gaze of a **** and Buddha.

He hurriedly got up and looked straight.

So he saw his smile.

The meaningful smile of evil charm.

This laugh made Zhang Hui's heart shake.

He lowered his head, and looked up again.

It's good for your elderly to be happy!

So, he pressed a button and said to Ning Qinghong who was always on standby: "General Ning, please blockade the exhibition hall between Jiamao and Jiazi..."

"Establish a cordon..."

"What?" Zhang Hui listened to Ning Qinghong's announcement from the communicator: "A blockade like a maze has appeared between Jiamao and Jiazi Pavilion..."

"Everyone subconsciously bypassed this area?"

"Even if someone enters by mistake, they will encounter a situation similar to a ghost hitting a wall and go back to the original place?!"

He let out a deep breath.

"Sure enough..."

"His mighty power is beyond my imagination!"

He will naturally not break his own rules of the game.

So Zhang Hui looked at the man in the surveillance who was lying on the ground and couldn't see clearly.

It was him, intending to attack that one, and then what happened now.

Of course...

You can also say...

This person's attack was done deliberately.

His indulgence is even the result of agitation.

If so?

Then what does he want to tell us through this person?

Thinking about this, Zhang Hui immediately connected the phone of the Heiyiwei's Internal Security Bureau and issued his own order: "I am Zhang Hui!"

"In the name of the minister of the palace, the deputy commander of the imperial garrison, the member of the Federal Reich Security Council, and the standing committee member of the cabinet for extraordinary affairs, I now issue a general order to your ministry:..."

"Check all the people who entered and exit the Taizu Pavilion today and check their details!"

"I authorize your ministry to use all means!"

"Be sure to investigate the background of all people as soon as possible!"

"Especially..."

He intercepted a video, sent it to the other party’s official email via computer: "The information of the man in the hat in this video!"

"I want to be today..." He looked at the time: "Get all the information before twelve noon!"

"Yes!"

The head of the Security Bureau, Li Ruoqing, uttered a decisive voice on the phone: "Our ministry promises to complete the task!"

The Security Bureau is the intelligence department ~IndoMTL.com~ responsible for internal security work and background checks.

Since the sorority started, the people in the Security Bureau and the Intelligence Bureau have gone crazy.

Awesome!

The golden age is back!

Everyone is working overtime, busy and beaming with joy.

Nothing makes them happier than they are now.

Countless internal and external spies.

Countless intelligence work...

So cool!

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