The memory of Buddha, or the picture of the dream, collapsed like a dream bubble. In the end, each falling fragment turned into a Bodhi Tree leaf, pure and free. Between the sky and the earth, there was a vast expanse, like a dark and lightless land. What you could see before your eyes was a world as pure as water.
There are ripples under each step, and a back figure can be seen in front of you.
Qi WuHuo stood behind holding a sword.
The young man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes, his eyes gentle. "You are here."
Qi WuHuo has understood the many changes in the past and present, and the reason why Buddha died so early--
Buddha chooses to sit under Bodhi Tree, annihilate itself, and turn the boat into a bridge, linking the past and present, allowing Qi WuHuo to pass on the final disaster and many changes in future generations, and the things in the past will continue to be passed on. This is a closed loop, and it is also like a ritual.
It's just that Qi WuHuo had never thought about this before.
Looking at Buddha's back, he never asked why. After seeing Buddha's determination, asking for the reason was an insult to such will and determination. The emperor in black responded with a gentle and calm tone:
"Pindao, you're late."
The young man lowered his eyes, smiled, and seemed to keep everything in mind, and said gently:
"No, not too late, not too late, just right."
He turned around, looked at True Martial Emperor Lord who was dressed in black and had a sword, his eyes were calm, and he said, "Because of the existence of fellow Daoists, those three should be prepared for the doomsday disaster in advance. I think that Mortal World in the six realms can still be called peaceful, but peace cannot last long."
He stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a lotus emerged. Each Lotus Seed in it was like the one Qi WuHuo had seen, but it was different from that one. Qi WuHuo had seen The one that arrived had Buddha light Spirit Charm mixed inside, and this lotus contained a boundless and huge energy that was in the same line as Qi WuHuo itself.
"This is?"
"It is a [sharp sword] that was handed over to poor monks in ancient times and passed down from generation to generation, ready to be delivered to fellow Daoists."
Qi WuHuo did not immediately reach out to pick up this lotus flower that exuded majestic vitality. He stared at Buddha in front of him, thought about it, and asked, "Are my departure and return [destined]?"
The young man looked at him gently and shook his head.
Buddha saw two times in his eyes.
In other words, at least there were two short-term destiny directions, and the two destiny had already been changed when Qi WuHuo arrived here. In the end, the two destiny trajectories completely merged into one. He said gently, "Even the cause and effect you see at this moment is connected, but it was not like this at the beginning."
"Emperor End-Tribulation Celestial Venerable has seen the final catastrophe, but we cannot complete the final catastrophe."
"We have different paths, but we both don't want the end to happen."
"Primordial Heavenly King, Emperor End-Tribulation Celestial Venerable, Great Dao Lord Yuchen, choose to explore in that era."
"And the poor monk first sat here. He was betting that in the future era, there must be a [Royal Master] level that can discover the spiritual thoughts of the poor monk left here, and then try to contact them, and then when they come into contact with Three Pure Dao Ancestors in my memory, I can tell them about the future."
"Using me as a boat to cross the river, I bet that in this era, there will still be Yuzun who possesses Qi of Emperor Venerable, but is willing to wield the sword before the final catastrophe."
Young man Buddha spoke briskly:
"Obviously, the poor monk won the bet."
"The closed loop of cause and effect has been concluded since then. Your coming here and walking here are your choices. The birth of power of Emperor Venerable is due to your experience. It is the choice of the poor monk to incarnate into a boat. It is his choice for Primordial Heavenly King to prepare this sword that will make you face the final disaster."
"The three of us each have our own choices, and each of us has our own things to do."
"But they are all indispensable."
"But our purpose is the same."
"It's like this lotus flower came from Primordial Heavenly King. He trusted me and the poor monk waited for these years. The poor monk trusted the Daoist friend and handed it over to you. We can work together to achieve the right result."
Monk's palm moved slightly, and this lotus flower containing majestic vitality fell in front of Qi WuHuo, turning slowly, exuding majestic Spirit Charm, with a powerful aura, Qi WuHuo raised his hand to hold this thing, the immeasurable majestic primordial Qi rising was here, the lotus slowly rotated.
Buddha said gently, "Fellow Daoist, your foundation has been extremely solid, and what Primordial Heavenly King entrusted to you is to save the ten thousand years of practice like rain moistening the precious tree in the Brahma. How many points you can get is still unknown... But I believe in you, Primordial Heavenly King from the ancient times, and I also believe in you."
"The poor monk's duties have been completed."
He sat cross-legged, raised his hands, and put them together gently in front of him. The mental world of the Buddha around him was shattered and disturbed, and all of them turned into scattered bodhi leaves. Under the bodhi tree, the young Buddha looked gentle, and the surrounding light dispersed. The entire Buddhist monks were waiting outside.
Amitabha Buddha, who was bewitched by Pāpīyas, recognized his own Teacher. The old Amitabha Buddha's eyes widened. He staggered forward and then seemed to have lost all strength. Suddenly, he knelt on the ground and choked. "My Buddha, my Buddha..."
"You're back."
"You're back..."
Amitabha Buddha's tone was choked with tears, and he was speechless. It was as if he had been struggling for so many eons at this moment. He could breathe a sigh of relief, and the burden on his shoulders seemed to be relieved. The young man lowered his eyes and reached out to gently touch the shoulder of old Buddha next to him, saying, "Thank you for your hard work..."
Amitabha Buddha was choked up and speechless.
Buddha said softly, "In these years, my soul has only remained under this Bodhi Tree, but I can't give you guidance. There may be some time today. Amitabha, go and call everyone here."
Amitabha Buddha wiped his tears with his sleeves, stood up and walked outside. He seemed to have forgotten his current cultivation, which was still the same as in the earliest years of ancient times. He moved forward and trotted out. Under this Bodhi Tree, only True Martial Great Emperor in black robes and jade crowns were left, and Buddha, a young man sitting cross-legged.
Qi WuHuo looked at him and said, "... carrying the exchange of our souls and wills, your soul..."
Buddha smiled and said, "Well, even with the existence of Great Dao Lord Yuchen, my memory accurately falls on the time when those three people appeared at the same time, but my soul has still reached its limit, and maybe it's time to break."
"However, after being broken, it is also the beginning of new life. My soul will not disappear into nothingness, but will return to this world again. Maybe it will turn into grass and trees, maybe it will fall in the river, or it may fall on the shoulders of passers-by one day. If you think about it this way, won't you feel so sad?"
"Fellow Daoists don't have to sigh because of this."
Buddha put his hands together and said softly, "There is no greater kindness in the world than saving lives."
"Save All Living Beings Crossing the sea of suffering is the greatest good result."
"My Dharma has been perfected at this moment, so there is no need for any thanks or sadness."
If a living being cannot break the cycle of life and death, it is suffering.
However, it is evil in itself to regard the reincarnation, death and destruction of the people as the way, and to look at the death of the Cang Suffering of Birth chu lightly.
In my opinion, all living beings are lovely.
So if one day, the great road turns, Heaven and Earth Creation, the calamity of the era's rebirth becomes the enemy of the living beings in front of me, I will definitely stand on the side of the living beings.
Qi WuHuo felt the words Buddha in front of him.
Buddha seemed to remember something, and smiled gently, "Speaking of which, fellow Daoists may not know what my heels are. I am one of the spiritual roots of heaven and earth born after Taiyi Creation of Heaven and Earth, which is this Bodhi Tree. What kind of Buddhism is said to be, but in fact I am not that Buddha."
"I left but did not scatter, so although this Bodhi Tree fruited, it never matured. After I leave, this fruit will also mature. If you are interested, you can come here and get it."
During this period of time, with the sound of footsteps, more monks rushed over. After they bowed and saluted, they slowly walked into the area covered by Bodhi Tree, and sat cross-legged on the ground. They no longer needed the golden lotus or the white jade lotus platform. The young man Buddha opened his mouth and told the final Dharma.
The tone was calm and tranquil, with tranquility and serenity, and many Bodhisattvas listened quietly.
Finally, they saw the young man under Bodhi Tree close his eyes, and saw that his body began to ripple in layers, as if it was about to be scattered and broken. Amitabha Buddha subconsciously shouted:
"Buddha!"
The young man opened his eyes and said with a smile, "Just close your eyes and rest your mind. Don't make such a noise."
The old Amitabha Buddha, like a novice novice who just started to practice, half-knelt in front of Buddha and said:
"Buddha, if you leave, what should we do?"
"How will the disciples practice..."
"Isn't cultivation your business? Why are you asking me?"
Amitabha Buddha whispered, "Disciple is worried that disciple Buddha heart will fall and fall into all kinds of evil again."
Buddha said with a smile, "Then, if you have to be restrained by external forces to stay away from all evils and desires, isn't that what you call Buddha heart, and isn't it that you haven't actually practiced?"
Under a tree not far away, the emperor in black robes and holding a sword looked into the distance. It seemed that he had returned to Buddhism in the earliest years of antiquity. Beside him, Great Dao Lord Yuchen had a dull expression, but at this moment, he had opened up the memory he had left for himself. Just now, Buddha could be used as a raft to maintain communication between the past and present, and above the royal level, and naturally this Great Dao Lord Yuchen was used as an anchor.
Does the past determine the present, or does this moment reverse the past?
It is not clear whether it is cause or effect.
Great Dao Lord Yuchen looked at his palm and said calmly, "It seems that it's time to leave."
The young man Great Dao Lord said calmly, "It's just like having another big dream in the mountains and forests in ancient times... However, this time in the big dream, I fought against my future self, and I have fought against you, so I have no regrets."
"No confusion."
"Thank you monk for your kindness."
"Buddhist, please give me a stable life."
Qi WuHuo nodded lightly, Great Dao Lord didn't say anything more, patted the disciple's shoulder, smiled freely, lifted up the Qingping Sword in his hand again, and walked forward, just like before, his footsteps became lighter, his body gradually spread out, and finally turned into a wisp of spring breeze, walking into the wind. In this state, at this stage, Great Dao Lord Yuchen will never be seen again.
The essence of Yu Chen, the purple smoke of Jiuqing, the radiance of jade, and the true reflection of gold.
Finally, it turned into a qi, flowing and changing, returning to Thirty-four Heavens, Shangqing Realm Yu Heaven and going away.
Qi WuHuo stared at Great Dao Lord Yuchen, who was transformed into the silhouette of Supreme Pure Spirit Treasure Celestial Venerable at a certain stage in the past, leaving, and whispered in his heart, "Goodbye, Teacher..."
And Buddha over there lowered his eyes gently, responded to the confusion of many disciples, and finally smiled and said, "It's time for me to leave too."
Amitabha Buddha said, "Teacher...!"
Buddha, who seemed to be just a young man, stretched out his hand and stroked the hair of the young novice monk. Finally, he looked stunned and lost his mind, with a bitter look on his face. He nodded and said with a smile, "Have you changed the way?"
Ran Deng's eyes are sore.
Buddha said softly, "It's also very good. Check out other roads. You can come back in the end, or not come back at all. Don't be constrained by certain things."
He looked at Amitabha Buddha, then at the other monk, Bodhisattva, and said softly:
"If you think so, then I will come back."
He made a promise.
"But I don't know when I will come back, maybe the next moment, or maybe a long, long time later."
"As always, as I have always gone, you should practice devoutly as if I am coming, but you must also know that I am just as if I am coming, but I have not actually arrived. Therefore, do not blindly believe in and follow an idol [Buddha]. Everyone has the Buddha-dharma and Buddha-nature. How can there be only one fixed standard?"
Amitabha Buddha murmured, "As it has always been, as it has gone, Buddha, Tathagata."
The young man lowered his eyes and smiled, clasping his hands together and reciting his last Buddhist teachings.
"Do good deeds, avoid evil deeds."
"That's my method."
The sound dispersed, the wind blew over, and Buddha, who had traveled across eternity as a boat, just for a glimmer of hope, turned into smoke.
Because he was the boat, all Three Pure Dao Ancestors knew the scene of the final tribulation in the future.
Therefore, Sanqing could train people who could defeat the final calamity. In the end, it was this person who could defeat the final calamity and passed the message back. Everything was perfect except for the last one. Buddha's last voice was warm and peaceful, with blessings:
"Please--"
"We must break through the final calamity."
Many monk burst into tears, but these Bodhi Fruit had not matured for several tribulations.
On this day, I finally matured.
Qi WuHuo held up the lotus in his hand. He looked at the direction Buddha was leaving, and nodded solemnly. The lotus in his hand spread out, and the strength and determination entrusted to him from Primordial Heavenly King, spanning countless years and decisions, fell into his body.
Qi of Emperor Venerable, which needs time, just needs time to be polished, is like a tree bud in the rain. At this moment, it begins to grow at an incredible speed. To reach his current state, it is impossible for others to imbue him with his cultivation. However, Primordial Heavenly King's entrustment is enough to erase the most critical flaw of Qi WuHuo -
time.
Qi WuHuo has his eyes closed.
The calamity was observed and the calamity was broken, and the context behind all the events in the past was finally fully understood.
Bodhi Tree The upward flow of light moves, indicating that the Qi mechanism in the human body has been completed.
Qi of Emperor Venerable, extending all over the body.
There is only one step left to take.
I scratched my head, and then tried to get back to my normal schedule. It should be back to the second watch, so I bowed down.
Good night everyone, please take care of yourself.
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