host country

Seeing that these treasures were useless, Yu Xian suddenly remembered the Shijue copper stove that blocked 33 Buddhist beads just now.

He snatched this copper stove from Jia Xu for some time, but unfortunately there is no way to sacrifice it.

It is also because of this that it doesn't feel bad at all.

Yu Xian's eyes fell on the copper furnace, and he slapped it decisively.

The raging killing power unscrupulously rushed into the copper furnace, forcibly activating the formation above.

As far as Yu Xian could see, many formations on the copper furnace were broken, scattered, flickering and disappearing.

Most of the rest were forcibly awakened by Yu Xian.

The dormant Art of War immediately came to life, like a living thing, swallowing and spitting in the hole of the copper furnace.

In front of this pure killing power.

Those praying light spheres were only slightly closer to the space where the copper furnace was located, and they melted like snowflakes under the scorching sun.

Across the world, countless people who had prayed to Buddhism stopped what they were doing in a daze.

Then they seemed to be in the wilderness, and in a blink of an eye, the soldiers and horses rushed out, and the heads of the beheaded fell to the ground.There are also some, as if their feet were empty, fell into the pit, and then were smashed into mud by falling rolling stones.There are also some, struggling in the turbulent sea, shooting arrows in a blink of an eye, the red-hot arrows igniting the sails, and they are desperate in the sea of ​​fire and waves.There are also some, the companions around them are turned against each other, and they are chased and killed one after another. Within five steps, everyone is an enemy...

Those common people ran quickly, dazed and panicked, and only vaguely saw the appearance of a Buddha holding a woman, above the battlefield.

The Buddha watched the killing below indifferently, conniving at their deaths.

After a trance, those who prayed to the people came back to their senses.

Then trembled all over.

Is this the Buddha we believe in?

Under this strong impact, many people's beliefs gradually dissipated, and some cowardly ones became more and more fearful.

Ze Rong couldn't help being angry when he saw the light of the 33 Buddhist beads bursting out and dimmed for a moment.

He recited the Vajra Mantra in an attempt to win back the city.

But the military treasure that Jia Xu sacrificed for a long time, how can it be so easy to break through.

Ruo Rong's face turned ruthless, "What a monster, so hard to deal with! Don't put down the butcher's knife, turn around and do it!"

As he spoke, he spit out a huge nasturtium flower from his mouth.

As soon as the golden lotus appeared in the world, it emitted ten thousand rays of light, shining in all directions.

Those illusory sword slaughters, as well as the indifferent Buddha phantom in the void, were also reflected out of thin air.

Ze Rong sneered.

When the golden lotus turned slightly, a law that would never be easy descended.

——Everything is impermanent!

On the battlefield of slaughter, those sentient beings gathered by fate immediately fell into an impermanent fate.

The dead are resurrected, and the living perish.

Dao soldiers turned into sentient beings, and sentient beings held swords and soldiers.

Then in the blink of an eye, several times of reincarnation!

All those irradiated by the golden lotus, whether they were Taoist soldiers or sentient beings, stood there in a daze.

The thoughts and understanding of these people have been turned upside down several times in a short period of time, and they have completely lost their self-awareness.

Everyone looked around in horror.

Before this moment, they were such characters.

After this moment, they are those characters again.

Then who are you?

Is it their identity that determines them?Is it a position?Is it acquaintance?or memory?

In this endless cycle, which one is me?

As the battlefield fell into dead silence, the golden lotus turned slightly, and another law descended.

——All dharmas have no self!

With the light of the golden lotus shining, the thinking of those people seemed to stand on a very high ground out of thin air.

Just under the eyes of the Buddha who was above the battlefield, watching the battlefield below.

The originally stagnant screen seemed to be activated suddenly.

Those newly transformed Taoist soldiers ruthlessly killed those sentient beings who prayed.

And the praying sentient beings who just woke up did not have the ferocity of Dao soldiers, they just struggled feebly.

Life and death, life and death.

Those people are like outsiders, watching this endless reincarnation.

They are Dao soldiers for a while, and sentient beings for a while.

However, it is precisely because of this superior look that they all have a clear understanding from the bottom of their hearts.

The reincarnation of these worlds, the karma of these worlds, each one is not me.

Ze Rong looked at Yu Xian whose face changed drastically, hehe sneered, shaking Jinlian again.

The golden lotus turned slightly again, and lowered a law.

— Nirvana is silent.

With the radiance of the golden lotus shining, the chaotic battlefield instantly returned to calm as if frozen.

It's just that the calm this time is not the same as before.

Whether it was the praying beings or the killing Taoist soldiers, they all lost their lives at the same time.

The people standing high in the air were stunned for a moment.

Then an inexplicable feeling came to my heart.

No matter the previous life, this life, or the next life.

Whether it is waiting for death in fear, or killing ruthlessly in numbness.

It seems that there is no silence at this moment, and it is more peaceful.

Whether it is birth, whether it is old age, whether it is sickness, whether it is death, whether it is resentment or resentment, whether it is love or parting, whether it is the five skandhas, whether it is not what you want.

These afflictions that are inherent in life are liberated in the face of Nirvana.

Finally relieved.

As all thoughts become empty and the body and mind are at ease, those people are happy for a while.

All of them knelt on the clouds, facing the indifferent and ruthless Buddha phantom holding the beautiful woman, and sincerely praised, "Namo Da Zizai Delights Buddha."

Following the praise of all beings, Yu Xian showed extreme fear on his face.

The gentle Buddha's light gushed out from Yu Xian again, and the phantom of the Buddha behind him became more and more clear.

Once the wishes of all living beings come true and Yu Xian really converts to Buddhism, then Yu Xian's self-consciousness will be completely killed and become the appearance of all living beings' prayers.

At that time, even if Yu Xian became a Buddha, what was the difference between him and a wooden clay body that could be used by Buddhism?

However, Yu Xian had never heard of this method of transformation in Buddhism before, and all the abilities in his hands were completely unable to deal with it.

Is it just waiting to die like this? !

Yu Xian was in despair, and suddenly there was a change in the phantom of the Buddha.

The beautiful woman who was held in Yu Xianxuying's arms slowly opened her eyes.

Those eyes were bloodshot, full of madness and killing.

Yu Xian had been staring at the phantom, waiting for a slow death, so naturally he discovered this change at the first time.

He gaped and shouted, "What, what's going on?!"

Even though he knew it was just an illusory image, but when he was caught by that gaze, Yu Xian felt a little terrified.

As Yu Xian said, he hurried to see Zuoqiu Junyi.

Zuoqiu Junyi, the instigator, was also a little dumbfounded.

In order to prevent Yu Xian's consciousness from being completely wiped out, he used the means of a novelist to desperately strengthen Yu Xian's sense of existence.

For this reason, after searching my stomach, I also used the little yellow books written by Hei Yu to the monks.

But, how could there be such a change?

Ze Rong also saw the changes in Yu Xian, he frowned, subconsciously looked at the camp behind.

Soon, two awkward Chinese words rang in his heart in the form of "He Xintong".

——"You are careless, there seems to be other divine power hidden in his body."

——"That god, was awakened."