Beyond the Divine States Chapter 434: : Bones become Buddha

Time is like a muddy river.

The bones from ancient times to the present are buried deep in it, broken into the sand, and sold into crimson rust. It is difficult to distinguish the origin of the grinding and washing.

Between the clouds and dust, Father Ju's eyes have been opened. Those are the eyes of fire made in the furnace of the legendary True Monarch, tearing open the heavy dust that is blocking them.

He seemed to have trudged through the river of time, with his feet pulled out of the mud and stepped firmly on the ground.

He raised his head and looked at the long-lost sky that hadn't been seen for five hundred years. The past trickled over like water.

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"Master, I want to hear the story of Monkey King."

The young monkey has beautiful golden hair. It raised its head and looked at the white-clothed boy in front of him, with a look of expectation in his eyes.

"The Monkey King..."

The young man in white coughed slightly and asked: "Where did you preach last time?"

The young monkey blurted out and said: "The great sage stepped on the clouds to kill the heavens, swept through the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals with one stick, and entered the Tongming Hall, outside the Lingxiao Hall, it was upset, and the gods did not dare to raise their heads! "

The voice of the baby monkey is immature, but full of longing.

"Oh, there..." The white-clothed boy nodded, seemingly lost in memory.

The baby monkey nodded vigorously and asked: "What happened later? What happened to the Great Sage?"

The young man in white slowly said: "Later... Later, the Jade Emperor invited the Tathagata Buddha to help him. After hearing the edict, the Tathagata made a bet with the Great Sage, betting on whether he could get out of his palm. The Great Sage threw the clouds into the mist, In a flash of tens of thousands of miles, but still unable to turn out, so the Tathagata flapped his palm, turning gold, wood, water, fire, earth and five elements into the mountains, suppressing the Great Sage under the Five Elements Mountain."

The excitement on the face of the young golden-haired monkey is getting less and less, and finally he is astonished.

He thought that the master would continue to speak, saying that the great sage smashed the Five Elements Mountain and returned to the heaven and other things, but the young man in white sat quietly with his hands flat on the left and right armrests, one sentence Say nothing.

"Why...why?" The young monkey was full of disappointment on his face, and said in astonishment: "Why...the Great Sage is so powerful, how can he be crushed under the mountain?"

The boy in white gave an extremely simple answer: "Because the enemy is too strong."

This is the first memory of the golden-haired baby monkey. He can't forget the loss at that time. He just vaguely sees a stoic face covered with dust in the years, and he seems to look at him after a long time, just imagine The Great Sage in Zhong never opened his eyes to himself.

The baby monkey was still not convinced, and asked: "What happened later? The Great Sage can't be locked up for a lifetime, right? He will definitely escape, and then take the golden cudgel to kill the sky again, right?"

The young man in white shook his head and said: "The Great Sage has been crushed for five hundred years. Five hundred years later, a monk from the Tang Dynasty went west to obtain the truth. When he passed the Five Elements Mountain, the monk released him. ."

"Datang? Where is Datang?"

"Well...this is the story your Uncle Evil Poem told me. He told me that Datang is a very old and very old dynasty."

"Oh...what happened later? Where did the Great Sage go?"

"Later, the great sage went west to Lingshan and asked the Buddha for the truth."

"Huh? Asking for the truth? Isn't it just losing a fight? Ask him what to do for the truth?" The little monkey was indignant.

The boy in white replied: "You can become a Buddha after asking for sutras."

The little golden-haired monkey asked again: "To become a Buddha? What is the purpose of becoming a Buddha?"

"This is also a question you need to think about." The boy in white said: "This story is still very long, and I will slowly finish it with you in the future."

The boy in white stood up from the chair.

The light outside is very bright, so the room looks even more dim.

The little monkey looked at his lonely back and asked: "Master, I... I heard them say that you seem to be the reincarnation of a certain great god. You have shot many suns. I heard many people talk about you. Story, I think you are as powerful as the great sage in the story."

The white-clothed youth seemed to be moved, and the white-clothed was still blowing in the wind.

"Really..." He looked out the door and said: "We are all poor creatures trapped under the Five Elements Mountain."

He finished speaking and left gently.

The little monkey couldn't help but chased after him. He was puzzled.

"Master, there are so many amazing people in the world, why do you choose me? I think...I can't do anything." The little monkey was not confident.

"It was the evil poem that asked me to find you." The boy in white said: "He chose you. I am just responsible for being your teacher."

"Evil poem..." The little monkey asked in doubt: "Who is the evil poem?"

"It was the village chief of our village. He was later arrested by the bad guys. He told me many stories of unknown dynasties before." The boy in white said: "Before he was taken away, let me find you."

"Me? Is there anything special about me? I don't know where I come from." The little monkey scratched his head.

"You jumped out of a crack in the rock." The boy in white said with a smile.

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White clouds in the sky flowed away, and the rivers on the earth were gurgling for several years in a blink of an eye.

"Monkeys can never step into the same river, because the monkey in front of the river has become a human and has learned to use tools."

The little monkey grew up a bit. He wore a hat and sat on the branch of the big tree. He shared his philosophy with the sparrow on the tree, and the sparrow chirped in response.

The sparrow is willing to listen to it's nagging, only because this monkey looks good, and it is the best-looking and most powerful of all the monkeys it has ever seen.

"What new spell have you learned recently?"

This is a troubled world where the strong respects the strong, and Sparrow is obviously not interested in his philosophies.

The roots and bones of the little monkey are excellent. He has followed Master's practice over the years. All such magical powers as sitting on fire, entering water, protecting the wind, breathing flames, borrowing the wind, and dispersing fog, etc., can work at a single point, and it will not take a while. You can take it at your fingertips.

But he doesn't seem to be so interested in these magical methods, because they are far behind the real magical powers in myths and legends after all.

He once asked Master, expressing that he wanted to learn the magical skill of bowing and shooting the sun. Master was sitting alone in a chair, his face looked very young, but the sense of exhaustion penetrated from his bones.

After a long time, he shook his head and said that he could not find his bow.

The little monkey was a little disappointed, and asked that Nuwa, Fuxi, and Pangu, are their stories true or false? Can people in the past really cultivate so much?

The young man in white nodded and said: "It's true. Although they are no longer there, their names will continue to circulate for many, many years. That is the name of a hero."

The name of a hero...

The sparrow looked at the lost little monkey and asked: "What are you thinking about?"

The little monkey recovered and said seriously: "I'm thinking, I still don't know what my name is?"

The sparrow smiled and said: "Don't you always say that you want to become the Monkey King?"

The little monkey shook his head and said: "That's the name of a hero, not my name, I...I don't know what I should be called."

The sparrows hopped around on the branches and didn't care about it. They didn't have a name in the past.

In this unpredictable troubled world, the name is a very extravagant thing. Anyone can own it, but cannot keep it. The only thing that can be passed down is the honorable name of the ancient gods.

"No, I think I need a name, and you, too!" The little monkey said seriously.

"Name?" Sparrow shook his head and said: "What do I want that thing to do?"

The little monkey said: "Of course it is to distinguish you from other sparrows."

Sparrow said: "I was not born special, and I don’t think I have anything special. They also said that sparrows are small but stupid. Therefore, in my little head, I just need to put sunshine and rain in my little head. The thing is just fine, the name is too extravagant, I dare not own it."

Said the little sparrow, the little monkey wearing the hat was unable to give answers and comfort.

He looked at the little sparrow and said seriously: "Don't worry, I have worshipped the most powerful master in the world. I can definitely learn the most powerful martial arts and help you smash a free sky."

"Free sky?" Little sparrow asked: "What's in the free sky?"

This question has stumped it again.

"On the free sky..." It thought about it for a while, and said: "There are sun, moon and stars in the sky, white clouds, wind, and..."

"What is the difference between that sky and the current one?" Little Sparrow asked again.

The little monkey is very distressed. It feels that the sparrow is not stupid at all. It seriously explained: "Outside the very high sky, there is a huge demon. It wants to eat all people and animals. If it doesn’t Beat it, then we will be eaten sooner or later."

The little sparrow shook his head again: "I will not be eaten by it, I will be eaten by the eagle. I will never fly so high, I am not afraid of the invisible demon, I only fear the eagle."

Listening to the sparrow’s words, the little monkey could no longer refute it. On this day, it understood that there is an invisible barrier between all souls. It is extremely hard for most of life to grasp the current things. Tian resists such a remote thing, it is destined to be lonely.

"Master, I want a name."

After returning to the wooden house, the little monkey looked at the boy in white and said solemnly.

The young man in white put down the pen, looked at him, and said: "There is a monkey demon named Jufu in the Shanhaijing, you can call Jufu."

Father...

The master's words sounded calm and easy-going, but he remembered this name very deeply in his heart.

From then on, he has been called Father Li.

At this moment, he still doesn't know what a majestic hero will be behind this name.

"Master, what are you doing?" asked his father looking at the young man writing at the desk.

The boy in white explained: "This is a suicide note, I am preparing for the things behind me."

"Suicide note?!" The father was surprised: "How could the master die?"

"I have died many times, this time I die again, I don't know if I still have a chance to wake up." The white-clothed boy said.

"Why... could this happen?" The joy of the father's name was diminished at once.

"It doesn't matter, you are still alive, and many people are still alive. From ancient times to the present, it is not flesh and blood, but will." The white-clothed boy looked at him gently, as if watching Burning fireworks.

Lifting his father up his head, speaking silently, he still looks like a monkey at this moment, but he is dressed in martial arts attire and looks quite airy.

The boy in white said: "I will continue to tell you the story of the Great Sage, where did you tell it last time?"

The father said: "I've talked about true walkers and fake monkey kings!"

"Oh, that time..."

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The father sits on the rock, watching the wind and the clouds, the story about the great sage is getting farther and farther, the story of the lawless great sage puts on the curse, carries the black iron **** stick all the way westward, and gradually goes away.

He also grew up gradually.

Recently, there have always been demon disasters at the foot of the mountain. He also followed other people to kill demons and exterminate demons. His dream is to become a great saint outside of the story, so he is also the most active in fighting and killing the demon. In the year, he has gone through several deadly battles, and many fierce demons have fallen under his iron rod.

Of course, this is not the Dinghai Shenzhen in the story, so he also smashed many roots.

He also likes to name the monsters he defeated, such as Deer Power, Tiger Power, Gou Li Daxian, Golden Horn, Silver Horn, Bronze Horned Demon King, etc., he imagines that he is a great sage, and he does not need to go to immortals. Ting moved to rescue the soldiers and borrowed magic weapons, only need to use a stick in his hand to break the ten thousand magic with one force, and nine pieces to clear everything in front of him.

Today, he killed a notorious bull demon and named it Bull Demon King.

In order to kill the bull demon, he chased thousands of miles.

The bull demon's huge body fell in a pool of blood. It stared at the father and asked: "Why do you want to kill me?"

The father replied: "Because you have done a lot of evil and killed a lot of people!"

The Bull Demon said: "But many of my people have also been killed by you!"

"Because you succumbed to the devil, you have abandoned this world." Father said.

The Bull Demon laughed miserably: "Does resistance must be more noble than submission? We just want to live... In this world, do we even have the qualifications to live?"

The father looked at the Bull Demon King, and said: "You have your choice, but we are looking for a real way out for the creatures. You can steal your life, but you shouldn't get in the way."

The Bull Demon said: "There is no way in the world, unless you can escape to the sky and escape to the stars outside."

"The stars outside." The father really nodded: "If there is a way, then I will take everyone there."

The Bull Demon went mad, "You, monkey-playing monkey, pretending to be merciful! How much blood is on your hands? Seeking freedom is just your excuse for killing, right?"

The father did not waver at all: "I don't like killing, I want peace."

Holding his father down with a stick, he killed it.

He returned to the wooden house, and the boy in white was sitting on the stairs in front of the door, seeming to be waiting for someone.

"I have nothing to teach you." The white-clothed boy looked at him with a relieved smile.

The father gently shook his head and said: "No, the story of the Great Sage is not finished yet."

"Well, it's still the last chapter."

The young man in white put his hands on his knees, looked ahead, and began to tell the end of this intermittent story for many years.

Leave my father in the sidelines and listen.

He is a sacred monkey and grows slowly. He still looks like a little monkey at the moment, but he has grown much longer than he was in the past.

He listened to the last chapter quietly.

If it were in the past, he might be happy for the great sage to obtain the truth after all the hardships, or he might be upset that a free man like the great sage would eventually become a fighting and defeating Buddha.

But he didn't say anything now, just quietly listening to the long-awaited ending.

"What is the Buddha?" asked the father.

"What do you think it is?" the boy in white asked rhetorically.

Father thinking about what he has seen over the years, he lowered his head and slowly said: "I have never seen a real Buddha, but I have seen many Buddhas in the world.

They are statues of gold and bronze sitting on a lotus platform. People bow down and worship them, offering incense to seek protection. Many of those believers are very pitiful. They either endure the suffering of diseases and disasters, are as thin as wood, or endure the pain of family destruction, and wash their faces with tears. Whether they can get relief from the Buddha, I don't know, but this is the world, not the spirit mountain, and it is not the glazed world in the Buddhist scriptures. The only way to enjoy incense may be just a nihilistic belief in the dark world. "

The boy in white did not answer. He asked: "Then are you satisfied with this ending?"

"What's the ending?"

"The ending of the Great Sage."

Are you satisfied with the ending of the Great Sage?

My father listened to this question, his heart beat suddenly, as if he saw an ancient river, scenes of scenes turned over during the scenes,

He saw a road leading to the western sky. The road was like a picture of evil. Above the picture, dark clouds were suppressed. Countless demons arched their bodies and dark magic weapons, and they roared. Show your own brutality and strength, each is synonymous with all kinds of dangers.

The great sage who yearns for freedom is still detained under the Five Elements Mountain, his body is wrapped in chains, his pupils are burning with hatred, but the peach blossoms are in front of him.

If he were the Great Sage, would he follow that path? Will you behead the former righteous brother and become the colossus of gold and bronze that enjoys incense?

"I understand."

My father suddenly said: "The Lords of the Kingdom of Gods in the sky, they have gone through all kinds of dangers, fighting out from blood and bones, but they are only a throne of the gods, they use their strength to become the vassals of the devil , They seem to be guarding the world, but in fact they are just giving a little favor to guard a dark day that is bound to come!"

"I am not satisfied with the ending of the Great Sage! I don't want that ending!"

The father screamed loudly, showing a real hideous look for the first time.

The boy in white clothes looked at him and asked: "If you become a Buddha, what would you do?"

"If I become a Buddha..."

My father thought of the people who worshipped the Buddha, and thought of the solemn statue of the deity in cassock on the lotus platform.

"Buddha, of course should do what the Buddha should do. If I become a Buddha..."

The father said slowly, his expression no longer hideous, but the compassion like a Buddha, but his pupils still became crimson involuntarily, facing the high sky, he issued his own ambition:

"If I become a Buddha, I will be lunch..."

"Publicity--duty--all--beings!"

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The crow was crying on the branch, the forest bird was startled away, the leaves fell to the ground, and the voice of the father raising echoed outside the wooden house.

The boy in white looked at him with a relieved smile.

He stood up and handed something into his hand.

"This is for you, hide it."

"What is this?" Father lifted up looking at the luminous object and asked.

"This is my last authority, it's up to you." said the white-clothed boy.

The father said in surprise: "How can I accept this? Master, you...what's wrong with you?"

The boy in white said: "My enemy is coming. If you don’t take it away, you will be taken away by the enemy. That enemy is very powerful. Now the master is already crippled and is no longer his opponent. I will soon Death, but don’t rush to seek revenge for me, live well and become the Buddha in your heart. Only in this way can we see each other in the future."

"Authority..." The father shook his head and said: "Can I hold such a precious thing?"

The white-clothed boy whispered: "The flame does not care where it burns. It can be on the candle, in the oil lamp, in the wood, and can emit light and heat in any place where it can burn, dispelling darkness. And cold, it will burn until the long night passes, until people forget it. This is a fire that has been passed down from generation to generation, and now the flame has reached you."

The father took the authority, he looked at the white-clothed boy, and asked in a trembling voice: "But I...I don't have the confidence to do it."

"Whether it can be done or not, this choice can only be handed over to you." The white-clothed boy said, "Because you popped out from a crack in a rock, and that rock is a star in the sky, the evil poem told me In the past, we were all burning stars in the sky, in order to protect a civilization."

"Dijun, Chang Xi, Nuwa, Qitian Great Sage... all these are symbols of civilization. The stars representing their spiritual core have not been extinguished in the long years, but have burned the fire of civilization. Today, now, when we are here, we will continue to burn on this star and complete our meaning until destruction."

My father doesn't know the cause and effect, so I don't quite understand it.

But he also vaguely understood.

He looked at Master’s face and finally took over this authority.

"How do I hide it?" asked the father.

"Think of it as the thing you most want, and it will become that thing. In this way, the flame will not be discovered." He said.

The father held it and closed his eyes.

The light stretched in the palm of his hand and turned into a black iron **** stick.

On the stick, there seems to be a golden firework exploding, following the trend of the iron-painted silver hook, the five characters "ruyi golden hoop stick" are instantly written!

The white-clothed boy finally let go of his heart: "Remember what I said, I'm going to rest, and then...Thanks for your hard work."

He went out.

The projection of the Lord of God Fu fell in front of him shortly afterwards.

The young man with his bare hands stood in front of him, white robe.

Guan Fu looked at him and said: "This time, you can't escape."

The young man in white replied: "The road to the stars and the sea, you can't turn back."

Gufu killed him.

He didn't fall down.

At that time, the autumn moon was in the sky, and the cold wind was bleak.

The young man looked at the moon, and a woman's clear voice was faintly heard in his ear.

The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are gathering and scattered, the jackdaw is resurrected...

Xuan Fu Nian just passed.

My father watched his death secretly from a distance. He was full of tears, but he also knew that he could not go out. He had to become a Buddha and fulfill his vow to save all living beings. If he had just begun his westward journey, then this was his first difficulty, the one that hardly remembered.

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In the dust cloud on the Eighty-Eleven City, the father finally fully extended its huge figure, which is truly indomitable.

The body was corroded by the power of darkness, and the fragmented Ke Wenzhou hung in front of him. He held the broken sword and showed a difficult smile.

In the distance, the Nine Spirit Yuansheng looked at them.

This iron umbrella could not stop the impact of this destruction. The body of the lion has been destroyed. At this moment, most of its bones are exposed. The remaining flesh and blood are hanging in the body, and it is also hissing. Vain.

The rugged face of the lion also worked hard to show a ferocious and compassionate smile.

The father raised his head and looked at the sky.

This is a long westward journey. The Buddha is already in front of you, and the Lingshan is already in front of you!

He wants to drive out the darkness, he wants to open up a path to freedom for all souls!

He wants to...save all sentient beings!

After the color of emotion and remembrance passed through the pupils, the father suddenly burst into an angry roar:

"Five hundred years have come, where are all the demons?"

At this moment.

Northland, Middle-earth, Nanzhou, Westland... and even on many unknown islands, the sound of the chain breaking and the unwilling roar of the Demon King sounded almost at the same time.

On the land of Shenzhou, beams of light that have been silent for a hundred years are rising from the ground and going to the sky!

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(Thanks to Mo Chenfeng and the rudder master who rewarded!, Blood feather fungus, and master Yuhan for rewarding heroes! Thank you three great rewards and support~~)