Nightfall Chapter 149: Run wildly in the world of Buddha

The girl is going to cross the river, which one will carry me? Let me carry you... Ning Que was humming a tune, carrying her sister on her back, and walking towards the woods by the river. He was so happy that he was frantic. After crossing the hurdle of Ksitigarbha, the pressure accumulated these days is naturally very heavy. Released wildly.

There are countless Buddhas in the Hexi wilderness looking for him and Sangsang, trying to kill him and Sangsang, but he believes that those Buddhas cannot cross the river—there are countless grieving skeletons in the river.

Those things are not high in IQ, not small in ability, and without the command of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, no matter where we are, we will let go of those Buddhas. We must know that Buddha light can suppress ghosts and is also an excellent nourishment for ghosts. Ning Que and Sangsang can Relying on the purification of Haotian divine glory, those Buddhas don't have this ability.

Walking to the forest bank, the singing stopped abruptly. Ning Que knelt down on the moss floor with a snap, vomiting blood with his hands on the wet ground, and his face became pale in pain.

Where is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva so easy to kill, until this time, he found that his body was extremely injured, like a battlefield after a **** battle, with wounds everywhere, bleeding everywhere, trying to find a good one. The bones have become very difficult, and the power of mind in the sea of ​​knowledge is even more chaotic.

He turned around hard, sat down against a red cedar tree, panted hard, hugged Sangsang in his arms, and said: "I just felt a little unreliable, and you were fighting too hard. "

Sangsang said in his heart: "How?"

"This is my body, so you should cherish it."

Ning Que thought about the previous **** battle between her and the Earth Store Bodhisattva, and thought that the human head of the Earth Store Bodhisattva ruined her body like that. She didn't blink her eyes, very helpless.

Sangsang said: "Because of this, why should I cherish."

Ning Que said angrily: "You can win without your life. Don't I understand this truth? I just want you to say something nice. They are all merged into one. Why don't you even say affectionate things?"

The unity in his sentence naturally means something else.

Sangsang said: "What can I do if I break your body."

Ning Que was furious, turned her body over, slapped her **** twice, slapped, and taught: "If there is another time, I will be careful with your body." /

Sangsang seemed to be a little tired, so he ignored him, and the slapstick became a one-person slapstick. He was naturally boring. He leaned on the tree trunk and looked bored at the scenery on the opposite bank to pass the time.

According to the truth, he should be in a hurry to meditate at this time to heal his injuries and restore his mind, but he did nothing. As time goes by, the injury will naturally heal.

Haotian merged with him. When it comes to life restoration, who can be stronger than him?

Ning Que stood up and was about to leave with Sangsang on his back. Suddenly, he saw a lot of Buddha's light faintly appearing in the redwood forest on the other side, and then there was a sound of sutra.

Each golden ball of light is a Buddha, and it is the Buddha who had been facing them and was injured by them. Naturally, the number of Buddhas in the redwood forest was far more than what he saw.

Ning Que thought that these Buddhas could not cross the river, so naturally he was not in a hurry. He smiled and looked towards the other side. He even waved hello to the Buddha at the front—the Buddha was an acquaintance, and he and Sangsang were in Chaoyang. When he listened to the opera in the city, he bought theater tickets in the hands of the Buddha. He still doesn't know what Buddha the Buddha is.

The dark sky is getting brighter, the river bank is getting brighter, the Buddha's light is getting stronger, and the sound of the scriptures is getting more solemn. For a while, I don't know how many thousands of Buddhas came to the bank of the Styx River, silently looking at the other bank.

Ning Que's expression became dignified. With his eyesight, he couldn't even count how many Buddhas there were. What shocked him even more was that those Buddhas actually started walking into the Styx.

Thousands, tens of thousands or even more Buddhas, bypassing the collapsed red cedar trees, walking across the wet river beach, silently walked into the clear river water, all black, like an army crossing the river.

There are more ghost skulls in the depths of the Styx. They sensed the light and breath of these Buddhas, but they did not sense the coercion in the buildings of the Ksitigarbha. After a little hesitation, they finally did not suppress it. The love for the light in the living instinct, the greed for those pure Buddha breaths, surged up.

The clear river water turns black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the calm river surface suddenly becomes extremely turbulent. Some Buddhas with low cultivation bases are swept away by the water directly, and then become food for the resentful souls, while Buddhas with high cultivation bases Surrounded by dozens or even hundreds of resentful souls, they kept swallowing, and the scene looked extremely terrifying.

Ning Que was puzzled by the fact that in the whole process, none of the Buddha made a sound. They entered the water in silence, were swept away in silence, swallowed in silence, and turned into countless golden light fragments in silence, even Mingming was right. The ghosts and ghosts have extremely calming Buddhist scriptures, and they no longer chant them, as if they are deliberately dying.

The same is true for dozens of Buddhas with advanced Dharma. If they use methods, not to mention self-protection, they can save the Buddhas who are sinking into **** beside them, but they have done nothing, just hands He Shi, silently walked towards the depths of the Styx.

Countless Buddhas just walked into the vast and gloomy Styx, sinking and floating in the river, densely packed together. From time to time, Buddhas were swept away by the water, dragged away by the resentful souls, and torn into pieces by the white claws of the skeletons. .

Looking at this shocking and speechless scene, Ning Que no longer has the feeling of a large army crossing the river. It feels like a scene where countless bison crossing the river were swallowed by crocodiles on the prairie.

Why? Why are these Buddhas so silent and die so peacefully? Ning Que even saw that a Buddha among the black waves was swallowed by a resentful soul, and the expression on his face was still so determined.

At this moment, the earth shook suddenly. Ning Que suddenly looked back and looked at the place where the tremor started. The sky in the far east suddenly became extremely bright, with the supreme Buddha's prestige rising there.

The light of the Buddha came to the riverside in an instant, illuminating all the life in the woods and forest banks.

The light fell, and Ning Que's clothes were plated with golden light. He felt an extremely strong pressure and felt that Sangsang was weak, and quickly opened the **** umbrella.

Buddha light also fell in the Styx. The dark water did not become clear, but it tumbling sharply, as if someone had set a fire under the Styx and instantly boiled countless Styx water.

In the boiling water of the Styx, countless Buddhas are still moving forward in silence. The countless souls who are devouring the Buddha's breath raise their heads and look at the Buddha's light obsessively. Xiang Foguang, but a little timid, and then whether it is the resentful soul or the skeleton, it gradually becomes a very thin spot of light.

The densely packed light spots, like fireflies, float in the boiling river and fall on the Buddhas who are still alive. The Buddha's breath of those Buddhas suddenly rises, and the expression on their faces becomes more determined, facing far away The east Buddha light started, and kept walking towards the other shore.

"Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect?" Ning Que muttered to himself.

"Ten thousand ghosts cross the river." Sangsang said contemptuously.

Whether it is the dynasty of ten thousand Buddhas or ten thousand ghosts crossing the river, Ning Que does not know why these Buddhas did this, nor does he understand why the Buddha is eaten by ghosts, and ghosts are attached to the Buddha, but he knows that these Buddhas have become More powerful and more terrifying, he even saw thousands of grieving souls in the boiling water turned into a green lion, and an inconspicuous Buddha was carried by this green lion and walked on the surface of the river, could it? A Bodhisattva again?

A Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva almost forced Ning Que and Sangsang into a desperate state, and the Styx washed their bodies. If there were a few big Bodhisattvas with similar realms, how could they survive?

What else can you think of at this time? The light of the Buddha in the far east gradually converged, and countless Buddhas and the great Bodhisattvas among them were approaching the other shore. Ning Que turned around and started running wildly, carrying Sangsang on his back.

Running all the way, one run is a hundred days.

Ning Que himself didn't even know how far he ran with Sangsang on his back in these hundred days. He only knew how to run desperately, and throw the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas behind him as far as possible.

During the journey, there were plateau meadows, inland seas, and steep mountains. He didn't know where he went, he only knew that he was heading to the far east.

From the fourth day on, he could no longer hear the chanting sounds behind him, and occasionally he could not see the Buddha's light in the night sky when he looked back, but he knew that those Buddhas would never stop, as long as If you stop or slow down, one day you will be chased by the other party. Those Buddhas are tortoises.

The world is very vast. He rushed for a hundred days without seeing the end. Fortunately, he didn't need to discern the direction, nor did he need to worry about running back where he was, because the Buddha was right in front.

The light of the Buddha is becoming clearer and clearer, which means that the Buddha is getting closer and closer. What’s wonderful is that the light of the Buddha does not hurt him and Sangsang like the previous Buddha lights, but makes them feel a little Comfortable.

Although I feel comfortable, my mood is not easy. Ning Que and Sangsang talk less and less these days. They kept silent for a long time while running. He was thinking about seeing the Buddha soon and starting Gambling, so I feel heavy, while Sangsang is thinking about something.

If you want to cultivate the Buddha, you must first see the Buddha, and the Buddha will wake up from the Nirvana state, or live or die-the old man, the old master, the third youngest Buddha, now Sangsang is weak, if the Buddha is born, she and Ning Missing must die.

Ning Que and Sangsang are each other's destiny. He should know what she thinks, but this time she thinks things are too complicated and too profound. The lines of thought he can perceive are too dense to see, let alone Speaking of understanding, it was like a mess, entangled in the hearts of the two of them. When he understood this, his mood became heavier and heavier. Even Sangsang didn't think of a way. What should I do after seeing the Buddha?

One day when I came to a meadow, a snowy peak appeared in the distance. He broke the silence for many days and said: "When I first learned to practice, I gambled for money, indicating that I was probably a natural gambler. Now it’s five to five. Of course I have the courage to put all my belongings down."

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(I got home, I didn’t have a good rest day and night, I was very tired.) (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!)