Projection of heavens

Chi chi chi~

The blazing fire of karma burned, and the city of Chang'an was illuminated with a scarlet color.

Many monks and Taoist priests all looked at the change in expressions and retreated from a distance, fearing that they would be contaminated in the slightest.

The fire of karma is the fire that burns the body due to bad karma.

When a living being enters reincarnation, a fire of karma is ignited, which eliminates the sins, karma, merits and demerits of a lifetime, and comes and goes peacefully.

At this time, over the past thousand years, the karma of more than 30 billion sentient beings in the Tang Dynasty was all burning.

Flames as scarlet as blood flowed down the stream.

This fire does not destroy anything, does not harm the void, it only burns on Gu Xuan Shang's body, burning his body and spirit.

"Red Lotus Karmic Fire?"

Li Qingshan glanced at it and turned his eyes away, not daring to look again.

Just by looking at it, his heart seemed to be burning with karma, which was very strange.

Xiao An had already closed his eyes.

She cultivates the path of red face and white bones, and her sins are far deeper than others. If she takes a look at this red lotus karma fire, she will be set on fire.

"Ah! No, what is this?"

"I hurt so much, I hurt so much! Save me, save me!"

"Oh no!"

Under the red light, shouts of exclamation sounded from all over Chang'an City.

But some people accidentally triggered their own sinful karma by the fire of karma!

But in just an instant, the screams disappeared, and where the flames burned, not even a trace of flying ash was left.

Only then did everyone realize how powerful it was, and everyone was horrified, but they didn't dare to look at the blazing Karma Fire.

"The fire of karma is the fire of the heart. When you think of it, the fire of karma will burn brightly."

In the raging fire of karma, Gu Xuan sat down injured and sighed softly:

"If I can't even think about it, what will the fire of karma do to me?"

Buzz buzz~

As he sighed softly, the karma fire falling down like a torrent began to vibrate and hum.

His body and spirit could no longer be burned.

It's like Gu Xuan Shang has turned into absolute emptiness. He can't even think about it, and the fire of karma can't burn either.

There are too many ways to avoid the fire of karma, but it is easy to know but difficult to do. Even the Arhat Bodhisattva has troubles and cannot be pure.

Absolute emptiness, like infinity, is a concept that seems touchable, but in fact can never be reached.

But at this time, Gu Xuan Shang seemed to have really disappeared, and even the fire of karma seemed to have lost its burning target.

Chi chi chi~

The burning karma fire boiled and rolled, and after a long time, it gradually receded.

The appearance of Gu Xuanshang appeared.

Everyone looked at it and couldn't help but be surprised.

I saw that the moon-white monk's robe on the Third Burial Master had actually turned into a red cassock as scarlet as blood, with red lotuses engraved on it!

And in front of him, there was a Zen staff that was also blood-red!

The boundless fire of karma never disappeared, but turned into a cassock and a Zen staff!

"Good, good!"

Gu Xuanshang's expression did not change, still as gentle as jade.

Just like that, he stood up wearing the red cassock and picked up the karma fire Zen staff.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Many monks in Chang'an City paid attention to it.

I saw the young monk, as noble as the moon, wearing a red lotus cassock and holding a karma fire Zen staff. An indescribable aura filled the hearts of everyone present.

Under the netherworld, in the surging sea of ​​blood, a man dressed in red robes with blood-red cinnabar on his eyebrows leaned lazily on the throne.

At this moment, I suddenly felt a little bored and couldn't help but curse:

"Bald donkey!"

I don’t know who I was scolding.

Outside the sea of ​​​​blood, an old monk sat on the mountain of swords, reciting the Sutra of Original Vows to save the souls of the dead.

At its feet lies a tiger head, one horn, dog ears, dragon body, lion tail, and unicorn feet. It looks like a dragon but not a dragon, a tiger but not a tiger, a lion but not a lion, a unicorn but not a unicorn, and a dog but not a dog. The sacred animal of the dog.

"This monk is quite interesting."

This nine-faced holy beast suddenly raised its head and opened its mouth to make a sound like a dragon's roar or a lion's roar.

"He is not a monk."

The old monk drooped his eyelids, and his withered old face showed a look of compassion:

"Not all bald people are monks"

"Maybe he's bald?"

The holy beast raised its head and glanced at the old monk's bare forehead with a strange look.

"may be."

The old monk nodded.

"Buddhism is in trouble!"

The holy beast seemed to be aware of it, and shook its head and said something.

"It's just the World-Honored One's calamity, not the Buddha's."

The old monk clasped his hands together, showing neither sadness nor joy:

"Buddha is not the Lord Buddha, and Mahayana Buddhism is not Buddhism either."

"View from the portal."

The holy beast shook his head.

Over the past many kalpas, Buddhism has long lost its former glory, and there is still no sectarian view of Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism.

The old monk corrected himself:

"It's a battle of Tao."

The holy beast stopped talking.

Before countless kalpas, Buddhism was not called Buddhism, but Western Buddhism, which was also called Hinayana Buddhism.

The World Honored Tathagata is only the ancestor of Buddhism in this world, not the Lord Buddha.

Ancient Buddhas such as Ksitigarbha, Randen, Vipashi, Amitabha, etc. are all Hinayana Buddhism.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk put his hands together, and the boundless Buddha's light burst out to illuminate the eighteenth level of the netherworld, and the boundless Buddha's voice sounded throughout the billions of void dimensions:

"That's what I hear!"

"Bald Donkey, you disturbed me again!"

Just as the sound of Buddha's Zen chanting was floating in the air, an angry voice came from the sea of ​​blood.

Immediately, the boundless sea of ​​​​blood surged, and the killing sword light fell down, cutting down the Buddha's light all over the sky, and struck directly at the old monk.

"Again!"

The nine-unlike holy beast under the old monk stood up and disappeared without a trace.

The fire at the city gate affected Chiyu. The two men had fought against each other several times before, but they frightened it.

The karma fire in Chang'an City ignited and then went out. In just a short moment, it attracted the eyes of one powerful person after another.

Even on the thirty-third heaven, there seemed to be eyes lowered.

"Amitabha!"

On the nine heavens outside Chang'an City, a handsome monk saw Master Three Burials wearing a red cassock in Chang'an City, and couldn't help but whisper the Buddha's name.

"Amitabha."

In front of the handsome monk, Guanshiyin held a jade purification bottle in his hand, with a trace of worry on his face: "I'm in some trouble."

"You can't make an inch of land in the east. This young monk is incompetent and can't compare to this Master of Three Burials."

The handsome monk's face twitched, as if he remembered some unbearable past event:

"I thought that by sealing off the land of reincarnation in the East, no powerful reincarnation could compete with me. Where did this Three Burial Mage come from?"

The handsome monk's name is Jin Chanzi, and he is the second disciple of the Lord Lingshan.

He was supposed to be a man of influence in the calamity, but who knew that he was already dead before he even appeared on the scene.

"The general trend cannot be changed. Master has already planned many calamities before he became enlightened. All the gods and Buddhas in the sky have agreed. The general trend cannot be changed. Small changes will not affect the overall situation."

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva calmed down the worries on his face and spoke slowly.

The World Honored One of Lingshan has been able to achieve Hunyuan many kalpas ago, and the reason why he has been suppressed until now is because of his great ambition.

Although he thought he was absolutely sure, Guanshiyin could not help but feel a little worried.

After all, Jin Chanzi didn't know Master Xuanshang from the lower realm, but he did.

Back then, he defeated the Five Great Ming Kings in one battle and forced Duobao Tathagata to flee, so that he did not dare to pursue him. His tyranny was still fresh in his memory.

What's more, the changes in the avenue in the past few days have vaguely shown that he has already achieved Hunyuan and become a giant.

Even he did not dare to despise this kind of existence.

If not, would you like to replace Jin Chanzi with one without heels?

"Small changes"

Jin Chanzi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

This calamity has almost no chance for him to appear. Is this considered a small change?

You must know that in order to seize the good fortune at the end of this calamity, he has been reincarnated nine times and been eaten alive for nine lives.

It was his turn in this tenth life, but he no longer had the chance.

If he hadn't been in a good state of mind, he would probably have given birth to nameless fire and transformed into King Chai Nu Ming.

"For the sake of the overall situation, don't worry about small gains and losses. If the World Honored One can achieve it, you and I can both achieve it."

Guanshiyin took a deep look at the mage in the red cassock in Chang'an City, and then drove away in the clouds.

There was no choice but to go back.

At least at this time, he didn't dare to take action at all, even though the Third Burial Mage didn't seem to have any advanced cultivation.

But as long as he thought of the looming Martial Ancestor behind him, he didn't dare to take action.

"Amitabha."

The golden cicada also sighed to herself and walked back on the clouds.

I can only comfort myself by thinking that even if I participate in this amount of tribulations, it is not enough to achieve enlightenment.

In Chang'an City, as the water and land conference dispersed, the lively atmosphere subsided slightly.

In response to the Taoist altar, all the Buddhist altars were also demolished.

Li Qingshan looked at it carefully. Each of these Taoist platforms and Buddhist altars were made of the finest treasures, which could be called top-notch magic weapons.

It is precisely with the blessing of this magic weapon that the chanting of those monks and Taoist priests can open enough portals for 30 billion dead souls to enter the netherworld.

"There will be no need to open a water and land dojo in the future."

On the long street, Gu Xuanshang, Li Qingshan and others stood side by side, looking at the Buddha's light Daoyun that had not dispersed in the sky, and said slowly.

At this time, his previous red clothes had faded away, and his Zen staff had disappeared. He was still wearing a moon-white monk's robe, as gentle as jade and as noble as the moon.

"Brother Gu, how did you become a monk?"

At this time, Li Qingshan asked his question.

"Not all bald people are monks"

Gu Xuanshang said softly: "As for this dress, it's just a coincidence."

When he came to this world, he only had a kind thought, and he took a relic from Jinshan Temple as a support and then emerged.

After that, his appearance never changed.

To him, it makes no difference whether he has hair or not, whether he wears monk's clothes or a monk's robe.

"Then you have become the Third Burial Mage now, what will Jin Chanzi do?"

Li Qingshan continued to ask.

He had heard Qing Niu talk about excessive calamities before, but Laojun had completely solidified the calamities, condensing the calamities that should have caused the world to sink and all souls to be extinct into a path to enlightenment.

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At this time, his brother Gu seemed to have taken Jin Chanzi's place.

Gu Xuanshang spoke unhurriedly:

"A few years ago, Jin Chanzi came to me to discuss Taoism, and I knew that his heart was still a Buddha's heart, not a human heart!"

"What's the difference?"

Li Qingshan frowned.

Whether it is Jin Chanzi or Chen Xuanzang, among the Buddhist practitioners he has met, there are many who are compassionate and save all sentient beings.

He didn't like Buddhism, but he had to admit it.

"You will understand later."

Gu Xuanshang turned his eyes and said:

"Brother Qingshan, would you like to accompany me on this journey to the West?" m.