Nightfall Chapter 156: The spring thunder in the world, the buddha country draws flowers
The mountain is a Buddha. It took him decades to cultivate into sangsang. There are no Buddhas on the surface of the cliffs, and there are remnants in the depths. Ning Que takes the form of a bodhi tree and invites Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to believe in him. The Buddha finally Can no longer remain silent.
A Buddha consciousness came from the deepest part of the cliff and entered his heart.
"I have become a Buddha." Ning Que said to the Buddhist consciousness. His expression was very relaxed, as if he was talking to an old acquaintance, saying the most common words.
The Buddha said: "I am in all beings. If you can't find me, you can't be a Buddha if you can't kill me."
The Buddha here is the only true Buddha in the sky and on the earth.
Ning Que knew that this was indeed the case. Just as it was impossible to kill Haotian in the world of Haotian, then it was naturally impossible to kill the Buddha in the world of Buddha, and it was impossible to even find him.
"Why be so serious? I never think that the inheritance of the Buddha's throne and the inheritance of the secular throne must go through a **** massacre, and the torture of the back wave on the front wave."
Ning Que said with a smile: "You are a Buddha, which does not prevent me from becoming a Buddha, because I don't want to rule your world. I am not Haotian and I am not interested in killing you. All I want is to leave." /
"How can you leave?"
"If you seize the business, you can become a Buddha right away."
"How can I win business?"
"You know what I know, look at..."
Ning Que looked at the huge boat on the river, stretched out his right index finger, and wrote a word toward the boat Yaoyao.
Sangsang was in his heart, and a divine thought followed his finger and fell on the huge boat.
The linden tree on the top of the mountain began to sway, and the linden leaves of Qingqing Tuan Tuan fluttered in the wind, becoming rounder and wider.
Ning Que and Sang Sangxiu are Buddhas. The method used is the unity of nature and man. The mysterious meaning is beyond words. Ning Que’s Buddha wish and Sangsang’s heart are irresistible. Idea.
The thought fell on a certain Buddha on the huge ship.
The thought told the Buddha: You have to believe in me.
The Buddha naturally resisted this blasphemy request. He put his hands together, closed his eyes and chanted the sutra, struggling to support him, but he couldn't hold it for an instant, and he broke into countless spots of light and disappeared on the boat.
The next moment, the Buddha came to the bodhi tree on the top of the mountain, sat on the bodhi leaf like a futon, swayed up and down with the wind, and showed great enlightenment between his eyebrows, and paid his respects to Ning Que.
At this time, two Buddhas were taken by Ning Que to the summit with Buddha's wish and became his believers. They stood one on top of each other, and began to close their eyes and pray sincerely. They praised Ning Que and praised Ning Que. lack.
Ning Que only felt an extremely faint but real power that entered his body from among the Bodhi trees, which made him calm and happy but felt heavy on his shoulders. He knew that this was probably the power of faith.
Countless reincarnations, except for Haotian, only the Buddha knew how to collect and use the power of faith. The Master should have reached this level, but he was unwilling to do so, because Ningque’s current state is far from enough to understand this level. He has great supernatural powers, but he is now integrated with Haotian and naturally understands.
Affected by Sangsang's spiritual thoughts, before he could think, Ning Que closed his eyes, shattered the remnant Buddha consciousness from the depths of the cliff, and then began chanting together with the two Buddhas in the Bodhi tree.
The Buddha was silent, not knowing where to go in the world, the river was raging, and the boat struggling forward, trying to break the mountain and prevent Ning Que from becoming a Buddha, but he could not reach the other shore.
Because the Buddha on the other side is no longer the other Buddha.
Time goes by constantly, because no one is watching, so I don’t know if it is fast or slow. ——The Bodhi tree that grew out of Ning Que's body became more and more luxuriant, countless green leaves grew from countless branches, and the green leaves were like futons, and more and more Buddhas sat on it, as if it had produced fruit. , Heavy, the harvest is truly gratifying.
The number of Buddhas who have taken refuge in Ningque has exceeded thousands. There is one more on the Bodhi tree and one less on the boat. However, there are too many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the boat, and there is no change yet.
Ning Que is totally ignorant of external affairs and time, silently closing his eyes, loosening lotus flowers, holding the cliffs on the top of the mountain with both hands at will, and working with Sangsang to build his own Buddha.
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The world on the Buddha's chessboard has passed thousands of years, and the real world has also passed three years. Time has come to the fifth year of Zhengshi of the Tang Dynasty and 3454 of Xiling Dazhi.
It's another spring, when catkins are floating in the sky, the peach blossoms of Xiling Temple are blooming, the cherry blossoms of Dahe Country are blooming, the small wild flowers in the wild grass on the wasteland are blooming, but the pear tree is not blooming.
"Is this a pear tree or an iron tree?" The people at the back of the college, surrounded by the pear tree by the lake, looked at the unresponsive tree and the sad leaves, very annoyed.
In the past three years, they have tried everything they can to open the Buddha chessboard. It seems that they can only enter the chessboard after the pear tree blossoms and bears fruit. However, according to the big brother, this pear tree has 500 How many people can live for five hundred years?
The pear trees did not bloom, the peach blossoms in the meadow in front of the academy did not bloom, and there were very few flowers in the city of Chang'an, because there was not much rain this spring, the spring thunder was in the clouds, and the air was a bit dry.
It's a weird thing about thunder but not rain. Senior brother standing on the stone steps in front of the palace hall, looking at the dense and gloomy clouds in the sky, felt a little puzzled.
Suddenly, an extremely thick lightning flashed out of the thick cloud, and the roaring sound slashed towards some place in the city. The Shocking God Formation naturally induced a clear light.
The figure of the big brother was faint, and he instantly came under the Wanyan Pagoda, looking at the temple that was smashed by this lightning, and looking at the Buddha statue that became charred, vaguely understood something.
He came to the city wall and looked at Si Ye, only to see that the clouds seemed to cover the entire continent, and lightning fell from time to time, causing black smoke to grow somewhere on the earth.
The places where the black smoke rises are all Buddhist temples.
The next moment, the big brother returned to the back hill of the academy, came under the pear tree by the lake, quietly looked at the chessboard, watched for a long time, the corner of his lips showed a sincere and happy smile.
"Brother laughed!" Everyone in Houshan was very surprised.
In recent years, the big brother has been busy with national affairs, preparing for war, teaching the new monarch, and worrying about the life and death of Ning Que on the chessboard. It is very hard. I haven't laughed so relaxed in a long time.
Spring thunder bloomed everywhere in the world, and there was still no rain.
The first three halls of Lanke Temple have been smashed by lightning, and the Buddha statues have collapsed, like the debris of the top of Washan Mountain, and the rocks full of mountains and valleys. Moss has grown overnight, exuding the breath of sea breeze.
The sea monk led the monks in the temple, sitting cross-legged in front of the remnant hall, his face was pale, he kept chanting Buddhist scriptures, the blind monk enlightened, shouting like crazy, holding the stone on the rock with his hands Moss, Ho Ho roared: "No, I feel wrong, something is going to happen!"
On the cliff of Xiling Temple, the master watcher is sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the clouds covering the sky, watching the lightning falling from time to time in the distance, and said: "Prepare for the great sacrifice, and welcome the return of my lord."
The war at the bottom of the Tiankeng in the depths of the Western Wilderness is still continuing. The uprising serfs have grown to tens of thousands, fighting fierce battles in the wilderness with the nobles and the monks and soldiers of the Hanging Temple.
In the field, the arrows made loud noises, and the screams came and went, blood was bleeding everywhere, and death was everywhere. At this moment, a very strong lightning fell suddenly in the clouds in the sky.
The lightning accurately struck the Daxiong Hall on the top of the peak, and only a loud bang was heard. The hall collapsed in half, and the Buddha statue in the hall turned into black powder!
Jun Mo's horizontal iron sword was placed in front of his chest, and he refused the Seven Mindfulness and the elders of the precepts several miles away. He watched the black smoke rising from the top of the peak and said indifferently: "The Buddha is defeated. Can win?"
After the spring thunder for more than ten days, there was a spring rain that lasted for more than ten days. This year's spring rain was not pattering, it seemed extremely violent, and it kept washing the ground that was ravaged by lightning.
The rain fell on the broken Buddha hall, on the broken Buddha statues, on the pale-faced monks, washing the remaining Buddha's breath more and more clean.
It is also raining on the mountain behind the academy. The green leaves of the pear trees hit by the rain crackled and then flowed down and wet the chessboard under the pear trees and those who had watched the chessboard for several years.
Sixth brother Chiluo's body was full of water drops. He swung a hammer and slammed down. With the action, the water drops were shaken away from his body, flying around like arrows.
They have been smashing the chessboard over the years, physically and mentally exhausted, but never thought of giving up, not to mention the big brother smiled, indicating that the day the chessboard was smashed is near.
The sound of hammers is like spring thunder, and sweat falls like rain.
One day, there was a soft noise on the chessboard.
A thin line appeared at the Tianyuan position on the chessboard. This thin line is actually a crack. The crack is very small. If you don't look carefully, you can't find its existence.
One day, there was a soft noise in my head.
Ning Que opened his eyes and looked at the big ship that was still sailing to the other shore. He was silent for a long time, then reached out to his brow and took off the linden tree, and smiled slightly.
The Bodhi tree has grown extremely densely. The leaves of the Qing Qing Tuan Tuan seem to cover the dark sky, and there is no light of Buddha that can penetrate them. There are thousands of Buddhas sitting on those green leaves, those Buddhas The descriptions and postures are different, but they all worship him devoutly.
The Bodhi tree was already so huge, but he raised it casually, and then took two steps to the side. At this moment, Sangsang also woke up and walked to him with a **** umbrella.
Ning Que inserted the linden tree somewhere on the top of the mountain.
This mountain is the Buddha, the black and thin Buddha in the costume of a maid named Sangsang Buddha.
The linden tree is inserted on the top of the peak, like a flower inserted between the temples.
Ning Que looked back at Sangsang and took her hand.
Sangsang has a small white flower in his temple.
Drawing a dragon requires finishing touches to wake up, and cultivating Buddha requires twisting flowers.
Ning Que twisted the flowers and inserted Sangsang's hair, so the Buddha woke up.
The small white flowers between the sangsang temples swayed gently in the wind, the linden tree on the top of the peak swayed gently, and the Buddhas sitting on the green leaves prayed to her.
Ning Que felt that the business was flowing into himself and Sangsang.
He laughed, Sangsang laughed, and the Buddhas on the Bodhi tree laughed.
Sangsang's smile gradually converged, as quiet as the universe, so the Buddhas also fell silent.
Sangsang looked indifferent, looked at all parts of the world, and the world returned to indifference.
The countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the big ship became a little confused.
The green lion roared, but could not resist the coercion from the sky buddha. With an unwilling wailing, it was difficult to support his body and knelt to the top of the mountain.
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(I forgot to write the chapter count in the last chapter. When I updated it last night, my eyes were really closed... In addition, some readers kept saying that elephant trunks have no bones. I know this, it was at the beginning of that chapter At that time, I used Ning Que's mouth to explain. I also said in the next few chapters that it is composed of broken bones. As for why you must write a bone nose? It is purely because of the need to fight for beauty.) (To be continued. Please continue. Search Piaotian literature, novels are better and updated faster!)