Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Everyone followed Master Zenyuan to the only Buddhist hall in Xuankong Temple. Deep in the hall, the golden Buddha was solemn and solemn, holding flowers in one hand and making Buddha seals to people with the other.

On the Buddha's seal on the palm facing everyone, there is a sutra densely engraved in seals.

Xia Jichong whispered to Fang Chen: "Master relies on this scripture to live a long life. Fang Da, please read it carefully and understand the secret. It is best to make up for the lost life span. I will go hunt some pheasants." Make some soup to replenish your health."

Fang Chen laughed, "You can make soup now?"

"The soup made by my junior brother tastes pretty good."

Wu Ruochou said subconsciously.

Xia Ji's expression changed slightly, and he looked as normal as ever: "After all, when you go out, you can't always have clothes to put on, food to eat, and mouth to open."

A smile flashed in Fang Chen's eyes, and then his eyes fell on Buddha Gold.

He did not read the scriptures on the Buddha's seal. Instead, the golden body of Buddha attracted Fang Chen even more.

I wonder if this Buddha, like the Universal Avatar, followed the path of incense and became a god.

"Master Zenyuan, I wonder how to honor this Buddha?"

Fang Chen asked.

"Amitabha, this is the great wisdom Buddha of Buddhism."

Master Chanyuan put his hands together and saluted the Great Wisdom Buddha.

"Great Wisdom Buddha?"

Fang Chen was thoughtful.

"Donor Fang can understand this scripture here."

Master Zenyuan smiled.

Then he left the Buddhist temple with Wu Ruochou and Xia Ji, leaving Fang Chen alone.

Fang Chen's eyes fell on the scripture, and he read it from beginning to end without any special insights.

"Perhaps I have no connection with Buddhism."

Fang Chen smiled, and stood in the main hall with his soul out of his body, looking at the golden Buddha again.

After several breaths of time, the Buddha's golden body showed no changes.

You can't see the power of incense pouring into the golden body.

Thinking about it, even if the other person really existed in the world, his life span would have been exhausted long ago, or he would have become a true Buddha and gone to the fairy world.

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly and looked at the scriptures on the Buddha's palm seal.

Gradually, a ray of golden light bloomed from the scriptures.

The scriptures above seemed to come alive, soaring from the palm of my hand and spinning slowly.

"That's really true."

Fang Chen sighed in his heart.

The soul is indeed very important on the path of cultivation.

In the previous Zhou Tianzhijian, he had a strong soul, so he saw more words than Jiang Zhong and others.

Today's Buddhist scriptures are also because of his out-of-body experience, so he saw the current vision.

"It's just that... I have never practiced Buddhism. Even if this sutra is really useful, it would be difficult for me to use it based on my understanding of Buddhism."

Fang Chen smiled bitterly.

Of course.

The scriptures that were spinning leisurely seemed to have discovered Fang Chen, and one after another they sank directly into Fang Chen's eyebrows.

Before Fang Chen could react, his gray-white eyes were suddenly covered with a faint golden light.

"Buddha said: There is no peace in the three realms. It is like a house on fire. It is full of suffering and is very scary."

"Buddha said: Only when you seek the other shore can you see the sea of ​​suffering."

"Buddha said:..."

Fang Chen seemed to see the suffering of all living beings in an instant. Countless living beings seemed to be living in a sea of ​​fire, unable to rest for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, he saw a familiar mountain again.

Three Realms Mountain.

He saw a familiar person, it was himself, wearing silver armor stained red by blood, with hundreds of thousands of soldiers fighting bravely behind him.

Figures fell down one after another, and figures rushed forward boldly.

The yellow ground was stained red with blood.

The young and pale face remains resolute until death.

"Li Wei, the only mother left at home, is looking forward to his return home day and night."

"Han Cheng has three brothers and one sister. My sister is now married. Her husband's family treats him well, but he was not able to attend his sister's wedding banquet."

"Xu Yan likes to chat. The sergeants in my room couldn't bear it and begged for mercy. But now they can no longer talk."

"Man Hu was born in the South. He was homeless and wandered to the North when he was young. He only had enough to eat when he joined the army. Before he died, there was an unfinished steamed bun in his arms."

Unknowingly, Fang Chen had tears streaming down his face.

These figures all died fighting to protect Daxia.

They are very young. If they don't join the army, they still have a lot of youth to squander.

But they chose this path and dedicated their youth to Daxia and the land they stepped on.

All of them have never failed Daxia.

“The duty of a sergeant is to defend the homeland and the country without regrets, and there is nothing wrong with that.

But behind this, it is just the Blood Spirit Religion that extends its black hand to control it in order to refine the Blood Spirit Pill.

Their death was not worth it, they died unwillingly, they died unwillingly, and they died in a wrong place! "

The anger that had been suppressed for many years filled Fang Chen's mind.

"It doesn't matter whether your Blood Spirit Cult has millions or tens of millions of minions, or whether there are ancestors in the Blood Spirit Cult who are as bright as the sun in the sky.

I, Fang Chen, put down my words today. In my lifetime, I will kill all the evil cultivators of blood spirits and use your blood to pay tribute to the souls of my brothers! "

In an instant, the scene in front of him disappeared again like a dreamy bubble.

A prosperous country came into Fang Chen's eyes.

The mortals here live a carefree life, everyone has enough to eat and a place to live.

Even if you are not rich, you will not be poor and helpless.

Fang Chen seemed to see something in this country that he had always wanted to seek.

Peace.

Seeking the other side will lead to the sea of ​​suffering?

Fang Chen's eyes moved slightly, and he saw countless seawater pouring in the void, forming a vast sea between him and the country, constantly widening the distance between the two.

Until he could no longer see anything but the lifeless sea in front of him.

"It turns out that this is the other side I wanted."

Fang Chen smiled.

Unknowingly, the power of the soul, which had not changed since six years ago, began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fang Chen's physical body has also undergone some changes, and his old face is constantly regaining its youth.

Fifty years old, forty years old, thirty years old, twenty years old.

His face returned to what it once was when he was eighteen years old, and he had not yet been defeated in the Three Realms Mountains. It seemed that everything was starting over again.

Outside the Buddhist temple.

Xia Ji poked his head inside from time to time. Seeing this, Wu Ruochou couldn't help but say:

"Junior brother, this Fang...Chen, has he really killed the Tianfeng Demon King of the Qinghu Kingdom in the middle stage of foundation building?"

"Senior Sister Wu, don't you still believe what I say?"

Xia Ji rolled his eyes: "Fang Dashi really killed the Tianfeng Demon King."

"Then how do you get back to Da Gan? The leader of the Qinghu Kingdom is not a simple character."

Wu Ruochou frowned.

"We kidnapped the little princess of Qinghu Country."

Xia Ji smiled.

"..."

Wu Ruochou was silent for a while: "You have completely offended the Qinghu Country. If nothing happens in the future, don't go there."

"This is natural, unless I go with Fang Da. I will never set foot in Qinghu Country alone again."

Xia Ji nodded seriously.

Wu Ruochou frowned and said, "I mean, no matter what, don't go to the Green Fox Country again. The demon cultivator's methods... are too bloody. I don't want to see you boiled into a bowl of soup one day."

Xia Jigang was about to speak, but suddenly he saw the golden light flashing in the palace, and then a golden light soared into the sky, straight into the sky!

The two of them were stunned.

At the same time, the vision of Xuankong Temple was also witnessed by the monks and people in the eighteenth square in the outer city.

In the inner city, countless people with terrifying auras opened their eyes and looked at the Xuankong Temple in surprise.