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Chapter 1161 Ksitigarbha
In Xihuang, the ghost phase occupies the void, the six reincarnations are reflected, and the sound of the Tao is roaring.

Sitting cross-legged on the nameless barren mountain, with the Yin De Baolian on the head, ignoring all kinds of peeping gazes, the spirit is in harmony with the world, and the eyes are closed. Heishan silently narrates the true meaning of the Infinite Human Sutra.

With the passage of time, Dao Yun appeared, and Heishan showed compassion, and the aura on his body became more and more detached, like a living sacred statue, and the surrounding void was also soaked by its aura, adding a touch of sacred color.

The nameless barren mountain under him has undergone a qualitative change. The mountain has continued to grow, and has been completely transformed into a black mountain under the baptism of Yinming Daoyun. However, it does not have any dirty or dark meaning, but it is more holy. , Pure, its mountain body is like crystal, the whole body is pitch black, and it is not stained with any impurities.

Listening to this faint Taoist sound, no matter what the original purpose of the visitor is, they will not consciously indulge in it later, because this Sutra of Infinite Saving Human Beings is really extraordinary. It seems to be saving people, but in fact it is also saving people. Self, and this is something that all creatures in the world care about.

Although Buddhism claims to save all sentient beings, in fact, only oneself can truly save themselves, and it is not easy to even achieve this step. Now, the emergence of the Infinite Human Sutra has pointed out a new path for them, a clearer path. A clear, simple and direct path, which they had not expected before.

"Lonely to the point of no sect, holding the blade of calamity in vain, opening the mysterious text of the cave, whoever detects this seclusion, once entering the Mahayana road, who will count the years and many kalpas, neither born nor extinguished, wanting to be born because of the lotus flower, super dredging A disciple of the Three Realms, with a compassionate heart to understand Shiluo, a real person has no supreme virtue, and the world is a family of immortals."

Everything is quiet, I don't know when, there is nothing else in this world except the sound of preaching from Montenegro, as if there is only one person in the world.

After 49 days, the sound of the sermon stopped abruptly, and Heishan slowly opened his eyes. At this moment, the nameless barren mountain below him has towered into the sky, standing like a pillar of heaven in the northwest border. On the ground, the fairy light flows, and the white lotus blooms everywhere, engraved with the Taoist rhyme left by Montenegro.

If the chance and understanding are sufficient, latecomers can completely comprehend the immeasurable human scriptures through this sacred mountain. This is a gift left by Montenegro for the spirits of the western wilderness. Montenegro can also feel it.

"This is already the limit, it's too late."

Looking far away, looking into the depths of the Western Wilderness, where he saw a pure land of glazed glass, Heishan withdrew his gaze. Although it is very strong, it is not so strong that it ignores the background of Buddhism. The other party can tolerate it preaching for 49 days. It's a kind of goodwill, and it has already said what should be said and what can be said, and the rest is ultimately up to the individual.

"I don't know what kind of flowers and fruits can be produced from the seeds sprinkled this time."

With a soft sigh, Heishan turned and left Xihuang.

Seeing this, he left a prohibition on the sacred mountain at his feet, distorted the void, and turned it into an existence similar to a secret realm. Daguiliu hurriedly followed. This sacred mountain will be born naturally after accumulating enough dao rhyme every once in a while. Can use this to enlightenment.

But just as he was about to step out of the Western Wilderness, he noticed something, frowned slightly, and Black Mountain stopped in his tracks.

In the next moment, the void was filled with waves, and an old monk in rough linen clothes, with a thin figure and a little red mark between his brows appeared in front of Heishan.

"Amitabha, I have seen Lord Yan, and here I am only expressing my gratitude to Lord Yan for teaching the way of crossing all spirits in the Western Wilderness and crossing oneself."

After chanting the Buddha's name, the old monk bowed to Montenegro.

Facing this ceremony, Montenegro instinctively avoided it.

Seeing this, the old monk Dizang smiled freely and didn't say much.

Looking at such an old monk, Heishan's frown became tighter and tighter. It knew very well that the old monk couldn't bring it any real threat, but the old monk gave it a strange feeling. Its perception is blank, as if it does not exist.

"You don't have to worry about Yan Jun. This old man is just a phantom formed by the condensed memory. Although he has some means of self-protection, he can't hurt an ant, let alone an existence like Yan Jun who can reverse the fate of heaven."

Smiling, Jizo explained to the vigilant Heishan.

Hearing this, Hei Shan was silent. This was the truth, but it also showed the extraordinaryness of the old monk. He might not be the one who should appear at this time.

"Does the master want to keep me in Xihuang?"

With dark eyes, Heishan looked directly at Jizo in front of him.

Hearing this, Jizo shook his head.

"Actually, I didn't intend to come out at first, but after listening to Yan Jun's Infinite Life Sutra, I deeply felt that Yan Jun has a predestined relationship with my Buddhism, so I couldn't help but show up."

"I don't know if Yan Jun is willing to enter my Buddhist school? My Buddhist school has an extremely in-depth study of the way of incense. If I have the help of my Buddhist school, Yan Jun will have fewer obstacles and walk more smoothly on this road of suppressing the underworld with the divine way. .”

With a sincere expression, Jizo extended an invitation to Montenegro.

Hearing this, Heishan shook his head. Joining Buddhism can indeed save him some detours, but it is a pity that he is a Taoist, and it is impossible to join Buddhism.

Seeing this, Ksitigarbha felt a little pity, but he was not surprised. He actually expected this result long ago.

"If Master has nothing else to do, I will take my leave first."

Looking at Jizo, who bowed his head and said nothing, as if he was a little disappointed, and didn't want to stay any longer, Heishan said goodbye.

In this regard, Dizang did not stop it, in fact he was really powerless to stop it.

"Yan Jun is free to do whatever he wants, but I hope that Yan Jun can remember that the door of Buddhism is always open to Yan Jun."

Sitting slightly sideways, Jizo stepped out of the way.

Hearing this, Montenegro didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear it.

Hum, the radiance of reincarnation shone, and the figures of Heishan and Daguiliu quickly disappeared.

"Master, is this old monk scary?"

Leaving Xihuang, looking at the solemn Heishan, unable to hold back the curiosity in his heart, Daguiliu couldn't help but ask.

"Is it scary? It should be scary. That person should be one of the six ancient Buddhas of Buddhism, although it's just a broken memory fragment."

The body is not stagnant, and the Montenegro goes straight into the West Sea.

Hearing this, he shuddered all over his body, looked back, only to see nothingness, Daguiliu hurriedly followed the pace of Heishan, for fear of being left behind.

On the other side, looking at the receding figure of Black Mountain, a golden light appeared beside Dizang. It was a three-legged golden crow bathed in divine fire, but it was different from the four golden crows that were suppressed by Longhu Mountain. Its eyes are full of agility, not crazy.

(End of this chapter)