Add some practice: start with a lucid dream

After spending a long time with Chi Qi, the brother who controls the law of "life", Ba Xia also became more flexible.

But no matter how vivid they are, it cannot change the fact that they have already died, leaving only their divine bodies.

And this Suan Ni is in the same situation.

The true body is dead, only the divinity remains.

Compared to Chi Kiss, the remaining divinity of Suani is naturally much sluggish. It didn't struggle when Chang Ge hooked it, it just roared, not even loudly.

when!

The Martial God Fa Xiang swung his arms, and Chang Ge swept along, throwing Suani towards Chen Ze's body.

The huge lion-bodied dragon was thrown towards him, and Chen Ze reached out to catch it as a matter of course.

But even this simple action of "picking up" can never be completed.

The Suan Ni is flying and its hands are stretching out, but the "result" has never been achieved. Only the process of infinite extension and elongation continues.

A thought at this moment is eternity.

In an instant, there were earth-shaking changes in the desert.

The original endless yellow sand has disappeared without a trace, and everything as far as the eye can see is covered with golden light, and it has turned into a vast, flat and empty world.

The ground was paved with soft gold, with lotuses growing all over the place, and Sanskrit chants lingering in the air, non-stop.

The world is filled with countless pavilions, palaces, temples, and monasteries, all dazzling with jewels, jewels, bells, flags, banners, and colorful flags. All the treasures and wonderful utensils are scattered everywhere like gravel on the seabed, which is extremely luxurious.

Sandalwood is flying, Buddha is singing, it is magnificent, subtle and wonderful, and the reflection of the roadside steps can reflect the world.

There are six heavens in the desire realm, eighteen heavens in the form realm, and four days in the formless realm. Countless scenes and countless sentient beings are all clearly visible.

There is no sunlight in the sky, only countless golden Buddhas, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas, illuminating all the heavens and worlds with their light, and the lotus petals falling down, reflecting each other flawlessly.

It is vast and solemn, fragrant and beautiful.

Suddenly, the spring gushes out, and the nectar contains immeasurable merits. It hangs on the branches and leaves of the Bodhi tree, bends it little by little, and hangs down until it drips.

beep.

There was an extremely slight movement, but all the Bodhisattvas and Buddhas filled with solemn treasures in the sky were stopped for a moment.

"It tastes good." Chen Ze commented happily as he opened his mouth to catch the nectar.

Judging from his demeanor, he seemed to have taken a free Overlord meal and tasted it in the cafeteria. He didn't look like he was in the paradise world at all.

The Buddhas who filled the sky with neither sadness nor joy all opened their eyes, and countless eyeballs were projected on Chen Ze like stars embedded in the sky.

For a moment, Chen Ze seemed to have truly given up all his worries and desires, leaving only boundless peace and joy in his heart.

Suddenly, the sword with the word "yellow" engraved on it stood up on its own with a clanking sound, and gently gave its owner a bang with the hilt.

Boom!

With one strike, all external forces dissipated and the mind returned to clarity.

Don't underestimate such a lost moment. In this paradise, the moment and eternity can often be equated.

After the sword exerted its power, the jade seal appeared in time, and green light bloomed around Chen Ze, preventing external intrusion with a motionless posture.

At this time, the Buddhist chants started again and he wanted to squeeze in. Chen Ze calmly tapped the sword with his fingers.

When~~

The voice was soft, but it penetrated into the heavens and the earth, causing the Buddhas to fall apart.

The fragments of the Buddha rained down all over the world, but from each crack emerged a human eye, which widened, and the pupils reflected the scene of Chen Ze's death, which was either torn into pieces, withered and dissipated, or collapsed and destroyed.

The celestial eye can see the life, death, pain, and joy of sentient beings in the three realms and six realms, as well as all shapes and colors in the world without any obstacles.

Chen Ze raised his sword and cut off the naked eye.

As a result, countless naked eyes were pierced, collapsed into black holes, and turned into cochlea.

Heavenly ears are piercing, and can hear the words of pain, joy, sorrow, and joy of living beings in the three realms and six realms, and can hear all the sounds in the world without any obstacles.

Countless ears were buzzing, as if they were connected to Chen Ze's hearing. Once an unlimited amount of sound was forced in, he would be overwhelmed by the infinite increase in information entropy.

Thump thump thump.

The jade seal swayed gently, turning into a big bell that illuminated Chen Ze, blocking all tangible sounds, and allowing all redundant information to dissolve into nothingness like a cow in the sea.

Chen Ze raised his sword and struck again, causing the sky to burst into pieces.

suddenly.

The scenes he saw before his eyes all became illusory, dreamy, and shattered like bubbles.

It actually transformed Chen Ze's previous response into a fictional "imagination" that has not yet come true!

He has a clear mind and can know the thoughts and thoughts of all living beings in the three realms and six realms.

Then the golden body of Buddha reappeared in the sky, intact.

Then just cut it again.

Chen Ze grinned, raised his sword and struck again.

Chopping, slashing, stabbing, and slashing are all invincible under the blessing of the law of change, but the gods and Buddhas in the sky who have made the same mistakes cannot be restored again.

"It's bitter~~" The vibrato came from nowhere and was particularly abrupt.

Chen Ze took a closer look and saw that the remnant Buddha's divine nature was hiding in a panic and was almost affected.

Then I turned around again, hey, that’s strange.

The sky is filled with lotuses and treasures, the nets are whirling, and even the chanting has not changed at all, but the immeasurable Buddha is missing.

Divine foot power.

Ran?

Did I let you run away?

In an instant, Chen Ze developed seventy-seven forty-nine arms that pinched his fingers, formed seals, or activated magic formulas, violently activating the jade seal that symbolized stability, "Xuan".

However, a scene similar to the beginning happened again.

A moment turned into eternity.

In this paradise world, everything is filled with powerful power of law, and it seems to have something in common with the mysterious jade seal.

As a result, the jade seal did not move, causing everything around it to become absolutely still.

The golden light stopped, the Sanskrit chants stopped, the fluttering colorful flags and long flags stopped shaking, and the reflected light reflected the shadow, which was the Buddha who had fled all over the sky before.

When you look up, you can see countless Buddhas and hundreds of millions of Mahayana Bodhisattvas, not one of them missing.

But the next moment, the scene in front of him changed again.

But at night, in the security booth next to the entrance guard, Chen Ze, wearing a night shift security uniform, suddenly woke up.

Looking around, Xiao Wu was dozing off holding the Bible. The corner of the lottery ticket was exposed from the seam of the book. Old Liu was staring at the surveillance camera in a daze. Li Laoba was changing into a yellow robe and going to deliver food.

Gurgling gurgling——

Brother Zhang poured hot water into the wolfberry cup, glanced at the figure and shouted out the window,

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Talk delivery guy! Open the door!".

Is there any other bizarre and extraordinary world?

Just a little security guard who dozed off late at night.

But the little security guard stretched out his hand, curled his lips, took out a jade seal from his left trouser pocket, and then pulled out a sword from behind the water dispenser on his right.

The ability to know the destiny of oneself and all sentient beings in the three realms and six realms and what they have done.

These thieves are best at provoking illusions and playing with people's desires!

Whizzing!

The long sword slashed continuously, and the surrounding area was cut into a thousand-layer cake. The gaps between the cakes were opened and rolled, forming a magnificent picture. The scroll is simple and simple, and the characters in it all wear exotic costumes. The men wear round-necked cotton robes and trousers, and the women mostly wear "saris" that look like dresses.

Although the styles are similar, the materials and decorations are completely different. The poor and weak ones wear coarse linen clothes or even turf, which is extremely simple.

Those who are luxuriously dressed have complicated and eye-catching jewelry, with collar pieces and embroidered embroidery layered on top. Men are majestic and majestic, while women are light and graceful.

Among them, there was a group of people who were dressed extravagantly and were served by servants wherever they lived. They were obviously princes and nobles.

Among this group of people, there was another young man who was particularly surrounded by others. He seemed to have an aloof status, and even his clothes were very different from others.

This man was wearing a plain white robe without any decorations, his right arm was exposed, and there was a red mark between his eyebrows.

The scrolls flowed quickly, turning into scenes that were no different from reality, but played as fast as a movie.

He is the son of King Suddhodana and the most noble prince of the Sakyamuni clan. He constantly had fierce quarrels with his family elders. He would rather give up his royal life than go abroad to follow Alarakara Rama and Udaka Ramaputra to realize and practice. He practiced hard in the woods near the Niranjan River for six years, and finally achieved enlightenment under a Bodhi tree.

He called this state of perfect enlightenment "Buddha."

But just as Buddhism was born and was about to flourish, a sword with the word "yellow" engraved on it fell from the sky.

In the scroll, a young man is founding a monastic order to recruit people, but he is sitting quietly for no reason and feels panicked, causing people around him to surround him and protect him.

On the other side, at the other end of the mountain, at the starting point of the road, King Suddhodana of the Sakya clan should have been blocked by the monks, but under the guidance of the heavenly sword, he was able to clear the way.

Mountains block and chop mountains, people block people and chop people.

In this way, the soldier guards sent by King Suddhodho found the prince who was running to establish the foundation of Buddhism.

The monks risked their lives to stop him, but they were unable to resist a blow from the sword and fell to the ground one after another.

Unable to escape, the young prince was held tightly by the soldiers and forcibly taken back to the country, where he was forced to inherit the wealth, palaces, and lands of beautiful women.

Finally, he married the princess of the neighboring Koli tribe, took over the throne, and became the new leader of the Sakya tribe.

And the order of monks he left behind soon withered away, scattered and died. Gradually, the concept of "Buddha" disappeared from the world.

There is no longer Buddha Sakyamuni, only Gautama Siddhartha, the king of Kapilavastu.

Siddhartha Gautama was getting older day by day. Under his governance, the Sakya clan was saved from the crisis of genocide, but they did not take advantage of the situation to rise and achieve much success.

No merit and no fault.

Until the little king became the old king, and the old king also had his own prince.

The prince followed his father and was rebellious since childhood. He did not like Brahmanism and always liked to explore the causes and conditions of the Four Noble Truths.

Fortunately, the sword appeared from time to time to help the old king control the prince, and in the end he did not let him free any religious orders.

On his deathbed, Siddhartha Gautama passed down the throne, but he never found peace.

The crowd dispersed, and only boundless darkness and silence descended here.

In the darkness, a sword with "yellow" engraved on the sword's grid looked at him quietly.

"No!" the old king roared, waving his hands like crazy trying to catch something.

"It shouldn't be like this!"

"I am Sakyamuni!"

"I am Buddha!".

The picture scroll eventually shattered, and everything became a passing cloud.

Buddha opened his eyes, only to see in front of him was the uninvited guest who had barged in without saying hello.

"you're awake."

Chen Ze sat on a rough stool made from a bodhi tree stump, caressing the trembling sword while looking up to the opposite side.

Opposite is another intact Bodhi tree, under which rests a golden fat man with a shining smile and a smile on his face, with his breasts exposed and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

Seeing that the other party was still stunned, Chen Ze said again,

"What do you call it?"

"Maitreya." Maitreya Buddha rolled his throat and looked at the sword with sadness.

It has always been the Buddhas like them who are above the world, who can see the past and the future, and make others fascinated. Oh, they have great enlightenment, breaking through the world of mortals and escaping into Buddhism.

Unexpectedly, now I have personally tried the taste of destiny, and witnessed the collapse of the Buddha's middle path and the failure of Buddhism to carry forward the past.

"I thought you were Sakyamuni." Chen Ze waved his hand, and countless swords were placed on the other person's neck.

"." Maitreya Buddha, whose expression was indiscernible, moved his buttocks, but regained his Buddha-like demeanor and showed no fear at all.

However, Chen Ze suddenly thought of his red-jujube-faced brother Wang Lingguan, and a ridiculous conjecture arose in his heart.

None of these immortal gods and Buddhas have expressions on their faces. Is this a good way to maintain their dignity?

I might as well put some paint on the face of my own statue another day.

"Yes and no." Maitreya Buddha replied cheerfully.

呲.

One of the "yellow" swords struck fiercely, barely missing Maitreya's thick earlobe and piercing into the trunk of the tree.

"Talk like a human being." Chen Ze said coldly.

During the divine contact, there is no language barrier, it is purely a matter of whether the other party wants to talk well.

There was a shallow wound on Maitreya Buddha's earlobe. He didn't take it seriously at first, but he felt his divinity shake and couldn't help but restrain his smile slightly.

This "yellow" sword actually had a miraculous effect on him.

"Sakyamuni is the current Buddha and the main body of the Buddha." Maitreya Buddha's smile seemed unable to be completely closed, and he still grinned.

"The Tathagata is the future Buddha and is considered a part of the Buddha."

The other party calls himself Tathagata and obviously considers himself Buddha.

"This is your part." Chen Ze was very considerate and pulled Wan Jian a little further away.

"Not entirely, right?"

"I only retain the name of Tathagata, the Tathagata, the Right Offerer, the Righteer and All-Knowing, the Enlightened One, the Supreme Master." Maitreya Buddha said.

All Buddhas have a number ten, and this Maitreya Buddha is obviously incomplete.

Although Buddhism plays up the power of faith, in the final analysis it is still the same thing as divinity.

This means that as the important avatar of Sakyamuni Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, only part of his divinity remains in the world.

"Why is this so?" Chen Ze said concisely and to the point.

"Heaven and Earth." Maitreya Buddha is equally concise.

I understand, the decline of heaven and earth is harmful.

Chen Ze looked around. The originally magnificent and flawless Pure Land of Bliss had changed drastically.

All the previous distant scenes were disillusioned, leaving only the nearby scene, where the two were sitting under the Bodhi tree, with a spring pool next to it, paved with steps and roads around it, and beyond that, there was an endless section of void.

It's no more than a few hundred square meters.

And there is no sound of Buddha chanting, only the lotus flower is half withered, there are no nets of treasures, and only a faint auspicious light fills it.

"What is this place?"

"Nirvana."

Chen Ze held the hilt of the sword.

"A corner of." Maitreya Buddha quickly sped up his speech,

"This is also the basis for the Tathagata to survive." (End of chapter)