Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 37: Lonely

Shen Lian stared at the merit stele. The text on it was written in the Daowen of "The Immeasurable Cave Chapter of the Dafan Hidden Language". Any living beings in the world can understand the words above.

He has a new insight, the most brilliant way of art is often the simplest, anyone can gain from it. The Taoist master passed down the method of transcending sentient beings without setting a threshold on it to hinder people from gaining the Tao.

The most silent way, like the sun and the moon, picks up its brilliance when you pitch up.

"The Bodhi tree should be here." Shen Lian made a judgment in his heart.

It's just that no matter whether he uses his eyes or mind, he finds that the neighborhood is empty.

Because of this, it appears strange.

Yiran Ning Ding's Zen is profound and far-reaching, but the calm thinking is not as sharp as usual in this environment. Those Zen thoughts are like blunt knives, slowly making his thinking dull, and gradually becoming less sensitive to external perceptions.

Shen Lian walked to the merit monument and touched the first stroke of the word "Gong" with his finger. The frosted touch, flowing out of immortal Buddha-like nature, followed by a pain in his fingertips.

It turned out that the scrub on the Daowen cut the skin of his index finger, and blood flowed out.

What a sharp dharma nature, hidden in the merit monument, can actually damage his dharma body.

The finger was retracted, and the wound closed immediately, but a faint golden scar was faintly visible, which is an indelible Dharma.

Shen Lian visualizes himself, the heavenly spirit gushes out the deep water, washing the limbs and corpses, and finally swallows the immortal Dharma, the faint golden scar disappears, and the whole person is restored to the past suave, with a brilliant expression.

Only the three broken souls still need time to recover.

However, since the original soul that can be cultivated in the past, the roots are still there, you can quickly repair it after spending some time.

He doesn't worry about how sinister his way will be greatly damaged at this moment.

In the course of the game with the Taoist, strength is by no means the key to victory, wisdom is not the decisive factor, the most important thing is the heart.

"Subhuti, how can I subdue my heart." Shen Lian said softly, her voice floating on the pool without making any waves. The monument of merit is silent, with eternal Dharma flowing out of it.

Shen Lian's eyes trembled suddenly, and he hugged the merit monument with both hands.

The infinite mana is poured into his hands at this moment, even if it is billions of stars, he can also move in his arms. But he only felt extremely heavy at this time, and the majestic and majestic Buddhism made the stone tablet heavier than imagined.

Shen Lian felt like he was embracing the entire Pure Land of Bliss, feeling the pressure that he had never experienced in his life.

He is not a person who can easily give in, without yelling, constantly tapping his potential.

However, the weight of the stele has also risen. The more the potential of refining is released, the heavier the stele will be.

Shen Lian is not depressed, and the Lingtai seems to have opened an inexhaustible spring, constantly injecting fresh vitality into him. His situation at the moment seemed to resemble the dry and yellow spring of Jizo, he was accomplishing a feat that no one else could understand.

The monument of merit is the solemn Pure Land of Bliss, and the weight is the entire Bliss World, which is not lighter than the weight of the human world.

The saint can carry hell, and can also support heaven with his backbone.

Continue to exert strength, the source of the soul will never be exhausted, if there has never been someone who can beat the Taoist Lord, then start with him.

This is a competition of will, hope that rises from despair.

Under Shen Lian's unreserved, using the most ardent source of life, the merit monument was really pulled out of the mud inch by inch. Following the shaking of thousands of miles of yellow sand, the pool swayed ripples, and the whole land here began to sink.

In an instant, Shen Lian fell into all the senses, and at the last moment, the merit monument burst out with more terrifying power, cutting off his spiritual source.

When Shen Lian regained consciousness, there was boundless nothingness around him.

This situation is similar to the land of nothing, but it is still different.

The land where there is nothing can produce all things, but here is true emptiness and extinction.

He was still holding the merit monument in his arms, the Buddha nature inside was much bleak, and it was obvious that the confrontation before refining had caused this stone monument suspected to be built by Amitabha to be almost destroyed.

Shen Lian Lingtai shines back on itself, sheds the radiance of spirit, illuminates all around, and is quickly swallowed by darkness.

I can’t see the sky from above, I can’t touch the ground below, let alone time passing, loneliness will always follow.

"Wu Jian." Shen Lian quickly came up with these two words in his heart. He should have fallen into Wu Jian.

Wu Jian is the cruelest hell. Once you fall, you will never turn over. The most frightening thing is that this almost eternal imprisonment will be unbearable by any spiritual beings.

In the land of nothing, powerful gods and demons can also open up caves, make birds, beasts, insects, fish, and other spiritual things to relieve boredom. But in the midst of time, emptiness and extinction is the eternal theme.

Shen Lian tried to use the **** channel technique, but it didn't work as it should.

This is not the greatest danger he has encountered in his life, but it is the most difficult to crack.

When his magical powers are completely ineffective~IndoMTL.com~What is the difference between Shen Lian and the masses in the sea of ​​suffering. According to Buddhism, all beings are equal, which seems to have been verified at this moment.

In the end, Shen Lian is still a member of all living beings, not the Taoist Buddha.

If he doesn't come to look for the Bodhi tree, will there be things now? The answer is no. Feelings of regret were growing, but Shen Lian didn't stop it.

It seems that in this lonely environment, even regret this negative emotion has become a rare life adjustment.

It is impossible for people to be in regret forever, there is no time passing by, and the moment is no different from eternity. Shen Lian clearly felt the desolation, desolation, and loneliness of the Lingtai.

All the negative emotions that grew up here have disappeared, and he doesn't know what meaning he has at this moment.

So he began to recall the past, and the memory is also in the memory, like a weathered rock, gradually disappearing.

The vastness of the universe and the infinity of the world are indistinguishable from the dust.

If the mind is the world, then in the infinite, the world of the mind is also dust.

Shen Lian's memory gradually no longer remembers. If there is no memory, is he still Shen Lian? The answer is yes. Because he has already experienced this kind of thing, without memory, he is still Shen Lian and will not change.

The proof of a person's existence in the world is by no means a memory, so what is it.

Shen Lian naturally began to grasp the most critical things.

His deity was getting more and more lonely, like a corpse about to be weathered, but now it is gradually full of flesh and blood, and the whole body is wrapped in a thin layer of radiance.

This kind of brilliance is like the patina of antiques, with the accumulation of years, it exudes charming charm.

Shen Lian's aura is the same. It will not disappear, but will gradually increase.

He can't tell what the aura is based on, maybe it's ancestral, maybe it's true, maybe it's nothing.