This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

At the border of Jizhou.

The public opinion of hundreds of millions of people gathered together and turned into a magic whip to kill the rebellion of the people. Taking advantage of the luck of the world, it was drawn to the top of the team of Buddhist scriptures in the blink of an eye.

crackle!

A peerless whip sound echoed in the nine heavens and ten earths.

In the midst of this startled cry, the gods of all heavens were shaken and frightened, and countless eyes were all cast on the border of Jizhou.

this moment.

Shiva's four sutra protectors were under the fate of the world, their strength was limited, and their mana was weak. Just being drawn by Yu Wei made them dizzy, and their souls almost collapsed.

The four sutra protectors were in a daze, but they didn't realize at all that the moment when the public opinion turned into a whip, the Buddha's light bathed in Sakyamuni's body was already burning like a flame.

A Buddhist Dharma image appeared, illuminating the heavens and the earth, the Buddha chanting scriptures, the flying sky dancing joyfully, the Sanskrit sounds lingering endlessly, and the strange fragrance pervading.

The nine-ring tin stick in Sakyamuni's hand turned into a nine-section fairy vine, and a huge shield was woven to protect Sakyamuni in it.

On the brocade cassock on his body, there are wish-fulfilling beads, mani beads, dust-dispelling beads, and wind-fixing beads all shining together.

Enveloped by endless Buddha light, the recipients must be protected in it.

Standing in the Buddha's light, Sakyamuni appeared mighty and sacred against the Buddha's light. His face was calm, without any panic, and he said: "I am protected by the Buddha, how could the poor monk be hurt by your treacherous schemes."

"The poor monk has a firm heart towards the Buddha, even if he doesn't care about life and death, how can he be afraid of the king's methods?"

Since the disaster in Jizhou, Sakyamuni firmly insisted that all the disasters he encountered on the way to learn scriptures were arranged by Zishou.

He doesn't understand the affairs of immortals and gods, and when he sees the human temple, he thinks it's just a giant ship of the fairy boat, and when he sees the people's will come by luck, he thinks it's a child's means.

Since these are the means of the King of Man, they must be evil things, means of not being free, and rebellious acts that violate the principles of Buddhism.

Sakyamuni consciously as a Buddhist scripture learner with a firm heart, how can he show his timidity in front of the king?
He clasped his hands together, looked straight at the people's will and chopped it down with a divine whip, and said: "Amitabha, Buddha bless you!"

Snapped!
The giant shield transformed by the fairy vine was smashed to pieces.

The Buddha's light in the cassock was shattered by a whip.

The expression on Sakyamuni's face didn't even have time to change into shock, before he was struck by the magic whip.

At this moment of lightning, the Buddha's light on Sakyamuni's body was blazing, and the Buddhist dharma figure Jin Gang behind him glared at him, and he whipped at the God of Minyi with his hands.

however.

This is the human room.

Not Lingshan.

Buddha, can not bless Sakyamuni.

After Shakya's death, the Buddhist teachings were shattered by the magic whip of public opinion, and a crack was pulled out of his firm heart towards Buddha.

next moment.

A dark shadow in the fate of the world broke through the last layer of shimmering protection around Sakyamuni, and penetrated into Sakyamuni's Buddha heart.

However, Sakyamuni, who didn't know anything about immortals and gods at all, didn't notice all these changes.

He only felt that the endless brilliance in front of his eyes dissipated, and the whole world dimmed accordingly.

The Buddha's light has faded, and the magic whip of public opinion is no longer there.

a time.

The only ray of light in the nine heavens and ten earths is the human temple above the fate of the world.

Shakya lowered his head and looked at himself, and found that there was no injury or pain, so he smiled and said, "Amitabha, as expected, as long as the poor monk has a firm heart towards the Buddha, the Buddha will bless the poor monk."

"How can a mere king's means be in front of the Buddha, but how can a poor monk?"

He proudly raised his head and looked at the Human Race Temple, as if he wanted to vent the grievances he had suffered in Jizhou.

however.

When Sakyamuni looked up at the human temple, he saw only darkness.

Heaven and earth disappear, everything melts.

When Sakyamuni came back to his senses, he found that he was already in the chaos of nothingness.

A cold voice rang in his ears, like a sharp knife, splitting his Buddha heart, saying:

"Blessed by the Buddha? If the Buddha blessed you, why were you sent to the guillotine in Jizhou?"

"If the Buddha blesses you, why did you become a study tourer from the Guishuang royal family?"

"If the Buddha blesses you, why do you need to go to Lingshan? To save all living beings? If the Buddha can't even save you, how can he save all living beings?"

Sakyamuni was startled when he heard this voice, his eyes straightened.

He knows the voice.

Because he hears this voice every day!
It was his own voice.

This voice made Sakyamuni couldn't help feeling a little inexplicable fear, as if that voice would say something outrageous.

So Sakyamuni put his palms together quickly, pronounced the Buddha's name, and then said loudly: "Where are you evil? Could it be that the king of men sent you here? Do you think that you can shake the poor monk's heart towards the Buddha by pretending to be the voice of the poor monk?" ?”

That cold voice laughed disdainfully, and said, "I am you, can you fool the world, the Buddha, and yourself?"

"If you don't have any doubts or resentment towards Buddha in your heart, why do you have me?"

Sakyamuni's eyes widened in shock. He looked around, but only saw darkness. He quickly denied it and said, "I'm not, I don't. Don't slander the poor monk's innocence for nothing!"

"The poor monk devotes himself to the Buddha. He has experienced the cause and effect of the present life and cultivated the Buddha's relationship in the next life. Everything the poor monk has experienced is nothing more than the Buddha's test of the poor monk. How can the poor monk have any resentment? Let alone have doubts about the Buddha. .”

The cold voice laughed even more frenziedly, and said: "You used to teach the Three Vehicles in Yixia School, and every time you had to choose the day with the worst weather, and when you went to the podium, you would sprinkle nails on the stairs, Carrying a brazier."

"After taking the stage, you will not drink for three days and eat for seven days. After you have suffered so much, you will start to give lectures to the students in the audience."

"Why is this?"

Sakyamuni's heart trembled again and again. He gritted his teeth and said: "The poor monk did this because the world is a purgatory, a furnace, and a sea of ​​suffering, full of endless suffering. Only by crossing the sea of ​​suffering can we reach the other shore."

Sakyamuni couldn't see anything in this pitch-black chaos, but at this moment he could clearly feel a cold gaze looking directly at him.

Under this gaze, he felt unprecedented fear.

Because this gaze tore away his layers of camouflage.

The cold voice sneered, "The reason why you did that was because you were jealous of the world."

"You were originally from the royal family of Guishuang, and you grew up rich and well-clothed, but the great merchants destroyed the Guishuang Kingdom, turning you from a high-ranking royal family into a commoner."

"You hate Da Shang, but you know that Guishuang listened to the words of the gods and gods to attack Dashang, which caused the disaster of destroying the country. You know that all of this is the Guishuang Empire's own fault, you can't find Dashang theory, and you dare not Immortals vent their anger."

"So you can only hope for an afterlife where you can live the life of a human again."

"However, you have seen the beauty of the world, which is beyond all your imagination, so you can only eliminate your yearning with self-abuse and deceive yourself about the suffering in the world."

When Sakyamuni spoke in this voice, his whole body felt icy cold, as if a ten thousand years of ice poured into his body from the top of his head, even his soul would freeze accordingly.

He couldn't help shouting hysterically: "Yaoxie, your nonsense can't shake the poor monk's heart towards Buddha. You can't fool the poor monk."

The cold voice just smiled with extreme disdain, and then continued:
"What is suffering in the world, evil in the world, becoming a Buddha in the next life, getting out of the sea of ​​suffering, and going to the other shore. It's all just self-deception. The Buddha has really escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, why does he still make trouble in the world?"

"The Buddha has really reached the other shore, why should he incite the Guishuang Kingdom to go to war with the big merchants?"

"Sakyamuni, the three vehicles of Buddhism you practice are just deceiving yourself, deceiving people, deceiving the heaven, deceiving the earth, and deceiving all living beings. You know it better than anyone else in your heart, but you just don't want to admit it!"

Sakyamuni was full of fear at this moment, and everything he had ever thought and thought had become a knife and ax to chop his Buddha's heart at this moment. With the last sliver of his heart to Buddha, he said with difficulty every word:
"No matter who you are, even if you kill the poor monk, you won't be able to shake my Buddha's bright image! The Buddha said that in the world of great light, all living beings have the Buddha's image, and the evil can't prevail against the good. Don't you want to destroy the poor monk's heart towards the Buddha."

The icy voice roared and the whole chaos laughed wildly, and a black lotus flower appeared in front of Sakyamuni.

The entire chaotic world in front of Shakya's eyes at this moment was as black as ink, but when the jet-black lotus appeared, he still saw it at a glance.

The black lotus is darker than the darkness, and there is an aura of extinction entangled on it. The twelve lotus platforms are stacked one after another, and each lotus petal seems to be as big as the sky and the earth, and it seems to be only between the palms.

Countless dense Dao seal characters circulate on the lotus petals, writing one after another dark "demons".

And inside these magic characters, there are countless Dao seal characters embedded in them.

In this way, layer upon layer, Dao Zhuan script layered on top of each other.

Endless!

brush!
The black lotus suddenly trembled slightly, and immeasurable rays of light bloomed from the black lotus like water.

The air of extinction circulated during it, covering this chaotic world, and covering Sakyamuni's entire mind.

when!
A sound of the great avenue sounded, supporting the heaven and the earth, covering the cause and effect, the black light manifested and disappeared, and the huge black lotus petals sprinkled black clouds and mist, and the ferocious air kept gushing out from the black mist.

This magical sound broke through Sakyamuni's mind and fell into the human world, sweeping across the nine heavens and ten earths. In just an instant, the nine heavens and ten earths were shaken, and an invisible air of extinction permeated the heavens and the earth.

At this moment, even 33 days were shaken, the light of the stars in Zhoutian decreased sharply, as if they were afraid to avoid some huge horror, the boundless world also retreated tens of thousands of miles in an instant, and the sea surface was frozen.

The gods of the heavens only felt that a stillness was inexplicably born in their primordial spirits, and vaguely, they saw a thing that looked like a flower but not a flower shrouded in a fierce black mist flashed before their eyes.

All the gods and gods of the heavens were shocked, but when they went to see it again, everything disappeared.

An invisible black light swept across the sky.

In an instant, no matter whether it was the sense of extinction in the immortal gods or primordial spirits, or the ferocious aura flowing between the heaven and the earth, everything disappeared.

Between heaven and earth.

The stars are already safe!The four seas recede and freeze!
All the gods looked at each other.

Just now... what happened?

No... just now, what happened?
Why am I so nervous?

Di Xin established the Human Race Temple to deal with Buddhism and those gods who troubled the Human Race. Pindao is not an enemy of the Human Race, so why be nervous?

At this moment, the gods and gods forgot all the strange things just now.

It's like nothing ever happened.

……

at the same time.

The dark and chaotic world where Sakyamuni is at the moment.

The huge black lotus propped up the entire dark and chaotic world, exuding the fierce and fierce power of the world.

Faced with this terrifying black lotus, Sakyamuni's mind was frozen. He wanted to close his eyes, not daring to look at that black lotus again. Then he didn't know that this piece of heaven and earth was actually in his mind.

In his own mind, how can he close his eyes and not look at it?
The more Sakyamuni wanted to close his eyes, the more he stared at the black lotus with wide eyes. He could clearly feel that the black lotus was emitting strands of black air to entangle his Buddha heart.

He turned pale with fright, and began to chant Buddhist scriptures in a panic, trying to stabilize his Buddha mind.

at this time.

In the middle of the terrifying black lotus, a figure suddenly appeared.

The man sat in the middle of the black lotus, dressed in a black robe, with disheveled hair, his face full of arrogance and coldness.

His appearance is exactly the same as Sakyamuni.

He looked at Sakyamuni, his eyes penetrated all the defenses and disguises of Sakyamuni, he spoke slowly, and said in the cold voice that Sakyamuni was already familiar with: "What is evil? What is righteousness? Medicine Master Tathagata declared in Lingshan: No There is no image of a person, no image of a self, and no image of sentient beings.”

"The Buddha said: Pursue sentient beings! However, don't you remember what Buddhism did in Guishuang back then? Starving thousands of miles, floating corpses over [-], but still forcing Guishuang to devote all its strength to cutting down merchants."

"When the big merchant soldiers pressed Guishuang, the Buddhist sect withdrew as soon as possible, and only let the Guishuang people face the wrath of the big merchant and the creation of immortals."

"Sakyamuni, you practice Buddhism just to escape. You devote yourself to Buddha just to evade your own responsibilities."

"As the royal family of Guishuang, not only can you not lead your people to live a happy life, but instead make them become pawns of gods and gods."

Sakyamuni widened his eyes as if his eyes were splitting, as if he wanted to see the difference from the opposite figure who looked exactly like him but had a completely different temperament.

He looked at the other party in horror. Every word the other party said was like a sharp knife, piercing into his Buddha's heart, creating more cracks in his Buddha's heart.

Sakyamuni's face was full of horror and collapse. After a long time, he raised his hand tremblingly, pointed at the figure on the black lotus, and said, "You, what are you? Why did you become a poor monk?"

Even though he said this, Sakyamuni, the Buddhist scripture learner, already believed at this moment that the person in front of him who looked exactly like him was himself.

Because everything that the black-robed Sakyamuni in front of him said was something he had hidden in the deepest part of his heart, something he had even forgotten.

Because of this, Sakyamuni, the Buddhist scripture learner, was even more frightened.

On the black lotus, the black-robed Sakyamuni sits high, condescendingly looking down at the Buddhist scripture Sakyamuni and said: "I am you, and you are me."

"You talk about Buddha, then I will show you what a real Buddha is!"

After his words fell, the black lotus under the seat bloomed and released a black light, covering a chaotic space, stirring up the cause and effect of heaven and earth, and breaking the long river of time and space.

A golden body stands behind the black-robed Sakyamuni, with great light blooming all over his body, and the unintentionally transformed Buddha's light spans hundreds of millions of miles, illuminating all darkness.

In the Buddha's light, countless scriptures of Daohua Dao rolled out from it, and in each seal script, there was endless Buddha's meaning flowing in it.

Sakyamuni, the Buddhist scripture learner, whose Buddha heart was about to collapse, seemed to gain infinite power at this moment. With tears in his eyes, he shouted loudly: "Buddha, everything just now is a test for the poor monk!"

"It must be so!"

However, the next moment...

The golden light suddenly turned into endless light spots and dispersed, and a pitch-black gloom appeared in the golden light!

The Buddha and the devil come out.