Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Thousands of miles of Buddhist land, boundless lotus flowers.

The young little Phoenix knelt in front of the Buddha, leaned over to burn incense, and stood up.

The snow-white cassock dragged on the ground like running water, and the soft black hair hung down on her side. When she got up, she brought a faint fragrance, like a lotus blooming silently on the water in the dark night.

Countless pairs of eyes peered at him in the dark part of the hall, and whispers sounded from the void in all directions.However, Fenghuang closed his eyes, with a calm face, and lightly flicked a pure blue colored glaze Buddhist bead in his hand.

"Ah Huang."

Fenghuang turned his head and saw a man standing in the light at the entrance of the main hall, his face could not be seen clearly in the reflected light.

A shy smile appeared in Little Phoenix's bright eyes, he turned around and walked towards the man, handed him his soft little hand, and said softly, "Shakya."

On Mount Sumeru, there is a long glazed road, and the nine heavenly steps meander down, hidden in the clouds.

Two figures, one big and one small, held hands, Fenghuang looked up at the man beside him, and asked, "Shakya."

"Ok?"

"The Venerable Batti said that the phoenix was originally separated, and I should have a brother. Is it true?"

Sakyamuni was silent for a moment, then asked, "What do you think?"

"...I don't know, none of them like me..."

Sakyamuni put his hands on the little Phoenix's shoulders, leaned over and looked directly at his big eyes that were as clear as water, and said softly: "It's not true, when I picked you up, you were just an egg."

Little Phoenix looked back blankly.

Sakyamuni said: "Don't care about other people's opinions, just trust me."

33 The little phoenix in the sky is always alone.

He never talked to people, and he didn't respond to anyone.Many times he just looked at you quietly, lowered his eyes, walked away alone, and passed by without making a sound.

Every day he went to kneel before the Buddha, came alone, and walked alone. The sandalwood was lingering and quiet like a wisp of smoke.

The naughty little novice once stopped him and asked, "Why are you always alone?"

"..."

"I heard that you have a very evil face, is it true?"

Little Phoenix stared at the ground under his feet.

His face never moved, he didn't speak or smile, like a jade carving.The little novice monks couldn't wait for an answer, so they broke up laughing and laughing, and he continued to step out of the Buddhist hall and walked up the stairs towards the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

Standing high on lotus pedestals, the venerables sighed with compassion, but no one could hear them.

"There should have been two of them, but only..."

"It is said that the phoenix swallowed the phoenix, so it was born with an extremely evil appearance. The moment the shell was broken, 99 thunderstorms fell..."

"Is it true? Even the Thunder Sea Tribulation failed to wipe out the extremely evil?"

There was silence on the lotus seat for a while, and Venerable Bati let out a long sigh.

"The phoenix never dies after nirvana. Obsessions, resentments, and doubts will be accompanied by an inauspicious and extremely evil appearance, and will be reincarnated forever..."

Little Phoenix sat on the top of the Bolu Pagoda, resting her snow-white cheeks in her hands, looking at the galaxy-like sea of ​​stars under her feet.

A man walked gently behind him, sat down, and pressed Xiao Fenghuang's shoulder from behind: "What are you thinking?"

"……nothing."

Fenghuang turned around and fell into his arms, quietly opening his black and white eyes that were as clear as quicksilver, and a small bruise was exposed under his loose temple hair.The man reached out to brush his hair and asked, "What's going on?"

"... Jiang Sanshi hit me. He asked me to talk, but I ignored him, so he hit me..." Fenghuang turned to look at the man, and asked softly, "Will Jiang Sanshi become a Buddha?"

The man laughed and asked, "Are you afraid that he will bully you even more after he has powerful mana?"

Phoenix lowered his gaze.His eyelashes are extremely slender, and when they fall down, they cast a fan-shaped shadow on both sides of the nose, like treasures that will shatter at the slightest touch.

"Will you become a Buddha too, Sakyamuni?"

The man was silent for a moment, and said: "Everyone vows to become a Buddha and enjoy bliss and a boundless lifespan, but the Buddha also has to experience the Buddha's kalpa. Reincarnation is a human being or descending into a real body to untie the demons that have grown up in a long life, and only then can we regain consciousness." Returning to the rosette, returning to the supreme zenith of the colorless realm..."

"If you don't become a Buddha, will your life come to an end?"

"Yes."

Little Phoenix grabbed the man's sleeve: "Then, will you leave me one day?"

The man laughed and stroked his hair, which was as soft and cool as a phoenix's flowing water.

"You are a phoenix. In the nine heavens and ten earths, only you are immortal. Even if you return to the emptiness outside the 33rd heaven, as long as there is the fire of nirvana, you are an immortal existence."

Fenghuang opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just stared blankly at the man.The brilliant stars of the Nine Heavens River were all reflected in his eyes, and it was hard to tell whether it was water or a sea of ​​stars in the fleeting light.

"I... I don't need those, it's enough for me to have Sakyamuni..."

The man reached out to caress his eyes, but the phoenix suddenly turned into the prototype of a young divine bird, its wings were like the thinnest neon clothes, its long tail feathers drew brilliant light in the Milky Way, and the fine dust of stars rippled round and round into the sky with the long river , and finally gently fell on the man's shoulder.

"It's enough for me to have Sakyamuni..."

"Well," the man stroked the soft feathers of the phoenix, and said softly, "It's enough for you to trust me."

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Under Mount Sumeru, there is a world of ice and snow, and the eternal cold wind rolls the white snow, roaring towards the sky.In the vast ice field, Jiang III stood on a black mountain rock with the snow exposed, condescendingly looking down at the Phoenix on the mountain steps, kowtowing step by step, and walking step by step to the unreachable mountain top.

"Making a big wish..." he murmured.

Little Phoenix's whole body was covered with snow, and his long hair was wetted by the snow, which made it look blacker and blacker. Sticking to his icy white cheeks, his whole body was as transparent as if it could melt into the cold wind at any time.He took a step forward, knelt down and kowtowed, stood up and took another step forward, knelt down and kowtowed again, and so on and on and on, and finally he staggered when he got up thousands of times, and he was about to fall, but he was cast down three times. He grabbed it from behind.

"What are you doing?"

Without saying a word, Fenghuang broke free, knelt down and turned his head again, stood up and took another step forward.

"Hello!" Jiang III said loudly, "What are you making a wish for? Didn't you hear my question, hello!"

He rushed up from the snow and stood in front of Phoenix, but the little Phoenix just avoided him, knelt down again, and continued to move forward.

There was nothing in his eyes other than the eternal wind and snow.

Jiang Sanshi was in a hurry, and rushed up to grab his shoulder again.However, Phoenix still took a step forward under the heavy pressure, and lowered his body bit by bit. Except that he was extremely slow due to resisting the heavy pressure, he didn't even change the angle of bowing his head at all. All hindrances and causes and effects make no difference.

"What are you doing! What are you making a wish for!" Jiang III grasped his shoulders with both hands, his face flushed so hard: "The wind and snow are too strong, you can't hit the top of the mountain! Give up!"

He was so strong that Fenghuang was finally unable to move, and stood there shaking his head.

"Hey, what do you mean, do you disagree? Either way, anyway, I am a person who wants to become a Buddha. If you want to make any vows, just come and worship me..."

Little Phoenix raised his hand, grabbed his wrist that was holding his shoulder, and forced him to let go inch by inch.

His fingers were so cold, with the icy breath that lingered in the bone marrow all year round, as if the blood vessels were filled with unmelted shattered ice.Jiang III yelled and gritted his teeth to break free. Impulsively, he wanted to hit him, but then he passed by and said softly, "The vow I want to make is also to become a Buddha. You can't do it."

The sound exited and was scattered in the howling wind and snow. Jiang Sanshi was taken aback and turned his head.

I saw Phoenix staggering, kowtowed in the snow, moved forward, got up and kowtowed again, moved forward again, and walked away step by step.

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That may be the longest and shortest road in King Jiang III's memory.Many years later, when he recalled, all he could remember was the snowflakes flying all over the sky, the cold wind howling away, and the thin and young child who kowtowed every step of the way.

The phoenix returned to the 33rd heaven when the sky broke.

He stood in front of the main hall of the Buddhist hall, the vajra on the high lotus seat glared, the bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, all the venerables had different expressions, and they all bowed their heads to look down; , The ice turned into water and dripped to the ground from the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes. There was a small puddle of water under his feet.

Jiang III stood outside the main hall behind him and stopped in his tracks.

The Venerable asked, "What is your wish?"

Phoenix replied: "I wish to become a Buddha."

"You became a Buddha yourself?"

"May Sakyamuni become a Buddha."

All the gods in the sky are silent, and there is no sound in the sky.

Jiang III stood outside the door, his eyes widened in shock.

I don't know how long it took before the Venerable's voice sounded from the void: "When all living beings are exhausted and hell becomes empty, your wish will come true. If you have the heart, go to the sea of ​​blood."

Fenghuang knelt down, kowtowed, and turned to look at the realm of hell beyond the Nine Heavens in the distance.

There are starvation everywhere, hell with ghosts, endless howls and wailing, and the eight-thousand-foot blood lotus pond with carrion floating there.

The ice and snow on Fenghuang's temples were still intact, his face was pale and cold, and he stepped straight out of the palace gate.

"——What are you going to do? You can't go!" Jiang Sanshi rushed forward, stopped him and shouted: "There are countless top monsters in the sea of ​​​​blood, even if you are a phoenix, you can't come back! Don't go!" go!"

However, Fenghuang only glanced at him, and his eyes were terribly bright—a kind of light that is extremely powerful after exhaustion of physical strength, once the determination is made up, the sky will collapse and the earth will not change.

Jiang Sanshi had a bad heart: "Phoenix..."

Fenghuang pushed him away, took two unsteady steps, and suddenly slipped and fell on the jade platform of the ninth heavenly steps.

Is it finally unbearable?Jiang Sanshi strode forward, just about to help him up, but suddenly a hand stretched out beside him stopped him, and immediately picked up Xiaofenghuang.

Jiang Sanshi looked up, only to see a man appearing from nowhere, staring at him coldly.

The gaze seemed to be persuaded by thousands of majesties, King Kong suppressed his head in anger, and the boundless and vast power forced Jiang Sanshi to take a few steps back, and he was stunned on the spot in surprise.

The man hugged the little phoenix, turned around and disappeared into the void.

·

300 years later, the phoenix descended to the 33rd heaven, entered the four evil ways, and went straight to the sea of ​​blood.

When the news reached the Demon Dao, Rahu had been defeated, Pozhi had been defeated, Kara Qiantuo had been defeated, and Vimazhidara had been defeated; the Great Asura King led his crowd to the sea of ​​blood, only to see red smoke steaming covering the sky, boiling water The phoenix flooded the earth, and the phoenix sacrificed the law of heaven, holding a pure blue colored glass Buddha bead in his left hand, and a silver-white long spear in his right hand, and with one shot, he chopped countless big demons into pieces!

The sea of ​​blood shook violently, huge waves rolled to the horizon, and countless sea monsters emerged, screaming terrifyingly among the broken limbs.

"Imperial Phoenix—!" The Great Asura King was furious, and shouted: "What are you doing, get out of the four evil ways—!"

The phoenix swept across with a single shot, beheading nine heads of the gigantic demon snake that descended from the sky in the midst of the sky crashing and earth shattering!

The Great Asura King transformed into a [-] yojana-high real body, stepped into the sea of ​​blood, the water only reached his navel, and raised his mountain-like palm, which covered the sun and the moon.The earth turned into darkness and nothingness, cold blood poured down the sky, King Asura spit out fiery flames from his nine heads and thousands of eyes, and his roar shook the nine heavens and ten earths: "Primeval Phoenix! Today is your time of death—!"

In the middle of the sea of ​​blood, the young man in white robe rushed to the sky, and the Buddhist beads in his left hand turned into a huge and gorgeous pure blue longbow in the strong wind: "—Today hell is not empty, it is the time of my death."

The boy stopped at a high altitude, stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out a bloody phoenix bone from his body.

The Great Asura King stared in astonishment, but he saw the young man panting in pain, strung his bow and drew the string, the bow string was like a moon, and the phoenix bone glowed with a cold and sharp brilliance.

The next second, he let go of his fingers.

The bone arrow came through the air like a shooting star, and with one arrow, it nailed the Great Asura King in the sea of ​​blood!

Amidst the loud noise of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking, the bottom of the sea of ​​blood quickly cracked, and countless monsters were sucked into the ground in an instant before they could show their heads.

The tsunami caused by the earthquake covered the sky and the sun, the Asuras screamed and ran, and countless people pushed and fell into the sea of ​​blood.The waves came headlong like a mountain collapsing, and the nine-headed infant who brought up the big waves screamed, spread its densely packed three thousand bone wings, and rushed headlong towards the phoenix in the strong wind!

Phoenix's ten fingers burst apart, and he grasped the longbow tightly.

"Today I will cross the eight thousand zhang blood lotus pond..."

The young man took a deep breath, and pulled out the second phoenix bone with flesh and blood with his bare hands.

Every nerve in his whole body trembled and trembled because of the severe pain, but the fingers holding the bowstring were like ten thousand years of ice, firm and stable, and the sky fell and the earth fell without shaking.

"—Shakya," he said in a low voice, "From now on, there will be no sea of ​​blood in hell."

As soon as he let go, the phoenix bone cut through the wind and waves, and exploded the top demon nine-headed infant in the air into a spectacular bloody flower stretching thousands of miles!

The phoenix pumped out twelve bones in a row in the sea of ​​blood, all the great demons were cut off, the sea of ​​blood was calmed down, and all the demons in hell bowed their heads and took refuge.

Until the No.12 arrow came out, the golden Buddha's light suddenly split through the nine heavens and ten places like a sharp sword, completely covering the four evil ways under the boundless Buddha's voice-everyone looked up and saw the heavenly birds flying and the lotus blossoms blooming , On the top of the 33-fold sky, the majestic and majestic statue of Mount Sumeru emerged.

That is the glory of the return of all Buddhas.

—Someone has become a Buddha.

Fenghuang let out a long and thorough breath, swallowed the hot blood in his mouth, stretched out his hand and brushed his blood-soaked long hair behind his ears, looked at the sky full of Buddha's light, and smiled.

——The fragrance is like a Buddha country, and the boundless lotus is all in this smile at this moment.

·

Phoenix slowly walked ashore from the sea of ​​blood, and suddenly saw a gray-clothed Ashura standing on the cracked ground, looking straight at him among the broken pieces of monsters on the ground.

It was a very young Asura, probably with very low qualifications, with the blood of monsters all over his head and face, and his eyes were undisguisedly fiery.To Fenghuang, he was not even the slightest threat. The young man's eyes did not rest on him, and he turned the longbow into a pure blue hair band, casually tied it on his blood-stained long hair, picked it up The silver and white spear moved into the distance.

However, Asura suddenly said behind him: "——Why didn't you kill me?"

Phoenix didn't answer.

After a moment of silence, the man said loudly, "My name is Fan Luo!"

……It's not my business……

Thinking this way, Fenghuang didn't remember the name, and walked away in the wind mixed with iron and blood.

·

After returning to the 33rd heaven, Fenghuang found that the Sakyamuni who grew up with him had completely disappeared.

There is no longer his figure in the Buddhist hall, and there is no statue of him on the lotus pedestal, and his aura is nowhere to be found on Mount Sumeru. This man who single-handedly raised the little phoenix is ​​the only companion in the boundless loneliness. The man he had spent hundreds of years had disappeared just like that.

What happened to him, did he have an accident when he became a Buddha?

Has it returned to the void beyond the 33rd heaven?

Fenghuang trembled all over, standing in the empty hall, suddenly got up and ran outside.However, as soon as he ran down the jade steps, he ran into King Jiang III head-on, staggered in confusion, and fell to the ground.

"What's the matter with you?" Jiang III King Ming said in astonishment, and stretched out his hand to him.

Fenghuang didn't treat him as nothing and get up and walk away as usual, but stared straight at him with a pale face and trembling lips.

King Jiang III Ming had never seen him like this before, and his heart skipped a beat: "——Phoenix? What's wrong with you?"

"...Sakyamuni is gone." After a long while, Fenghuang finally made a sound: "Where is he... the others?"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Shakya...the Shakya who raised me up!"

Jiang III King Ming looked at him in shock: "You are an ancient divine bird, who can raise you?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, Jiang III King Ming wanted to say something, but Fenghuang suddenly got up and pushed him, and staggered towards the Buddhist hall.

Cigarettes are lingering above the Buddhist hall, and Venerable Bhatti sits high in front of the lotus seat, half-red in cassock, and his eyes are slightly closed.

Fenghuang knelt on the cold and thick pure gold floor tiles, his voice was hoarse as if there was blood in his throat, and he asked, "Where is Sakyamuni?"

Venerable Bhati flicked the beads lightly, and there was only a clear sound in the hall, other than that there was silence.After a long time, the Venerable opened his eyes, but he didn't look at the phoenix kneeling below, but said: "The Buddha has returned to the colorless sky."

——Detached above the 33 heavens, there is no form, only the consciousness, which is called the colorless sky.

Fenghuang's lips were slightly bluish white, as if he had completely lost the last trace of blood: "But Sakyamuni promised not to leave me...what should I do? I'm...alone again!"

His Holiness let out an inaudible sigh, which slowly dissipated in the distant white mist of sandalwood.

"You have always been alone. No one can see Sakyamuni except you..."

"Your cultivation base is too low, Phoenix. The ancient gods and birds have extremely evil looks. If you can't convert to my Buddha wholeheartedly, you will become a Buddha again in the next life..."

Fenghuang's eyes were wide open, a strand of black hair stuck to his snow-white side cheek, his expression was helpless and distressed.

"Go back, little phoenix. When you have cultivated the body of great wisdom and great merit and can confer the title of King Ming, come to the top of Mount Sumeru to see the gods and Buddhas in the sky."

Venerable Bati waved his robe sleeves, Fenghuang could only feel the wind whistling in his ears, and he was moved out of the Buddhist hall in a blink of an eye, and the resplendent and towering gate made a heavy bang, and slowly closed in front of his eyes.

·

From that day on, Fenghuang began to kneel and stay behind closed doors, and disappeared in the 33rd heaven.

No one saw him again, no one heard from him again.

They said that Fenghuang practiced under the biggest bodhi tree, knelt all the year round and never got up; they said that his hair grew to the ground, and his snow-white clothes spread out to the water's edge. A beautiful lotus flower.

Over time, it becomes a glazed fairyland surrounded by boundless lotus flowers.

Everyone is fascinated leisurely, but that is the forbidden area of ​​the 33rd Heaven.

——How is that phoenix doing now?King Jiang III would sometimes think about it.

That one who is defiant, indifferent, and so stubborn that people can't help but pity him... Fenghuang, how is it now?

·

Month after month, year after year, time flies like a shuttle, and the fleeting years are like a white horse.

The [-]-foot blood lotus pond in hell was filled again, the rotting flesh gave off a stench, and the roar of monsters in the sea of ​​blood could be heard even in front of the Buddhist hall on the top of Mount Sumeru.

Venerable Bhati went to Purdue sentient beings, and when he came back, he passed through hell and dropped the vase into the sea of ​​blood.Because there are countless monsters of the sea of ​​blood sealed in the vase, the Venerable asked the Bodhisattvas, King Ming and Arhats, who can take back the vase in the waves of the sea of ​​blood?

All the arhats tried first, but they all failed; the kings of Ming tried again, but they all failed one after another—the sea of ​​blood has become a vast ocean, and countless evil spirits and ghosts are waving and waving in it, trying to find the little treasure. bottle, harder than finding a needle in a haystack.

The rest of the venerables suggested that the phoenix had emptied the sea of ​​blood and killed all the demons, so why not let it descend to hell for a try?

Venerable Bati hesitated for a long time, and finally ordered the third King Ming to summon Phoenix.

King Jiang III Ming saw the arrogant, stubborn little phoenix again after thousands of years of seemingly endless time.

He walked into the forbidden area of ​​the 33rd heaven. A small river like broken jade surrounded a huge bodhi tree. The familiar figure was kneeling under the tree. After many years, his hair had fallen to the ground like a waterfall, and his snow-white clothes were blooming in all directions, like A water lily that has bloomed for thousands of years.

How terrible, he thought.

A beautiful face that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and time cannot be affected, is not so much a gift from heaven, but a sinful appearance that lures moths to the flame.

"Honor Bati's magical treasure bottle fell into the sea of ​​blood..." Jiang III Ming Wang briefly explained his intentions in the future, and paid attention to the expression of Fenghuang-in fact, nothing could be seen from that indifferent face. Then for a moment he even wondered if Fenghuang could still hear other people's voices, or had he completely become a Buddha and merged into a part of this bodhi tree?

He didn't have to wait long, however.

Fenghuang opened his eyes, with water-like brilliance flowing under his eyelashes, he slowly stretched out his hand, "Lend me a knife."

King Jiang III Ming was stunned for a moment, but still untied the jeweled dagger on his back and handed it over. Phoenix pulled out the blade, grabbed the long hair with one hand, and cut it off with the other hand.

"……you!"

Fenghuang stood up, casually tied up his half-length hair, and said, "Let's go."

·

The second time the phoenix descended into the sea of ​​blood, the four evil realms trembled, everyone of the Asura tribe fled, and the sea of ​​blood was stirred up by countless big demons rising from the depths like a boiling pot.

However, Fenghuang stood by the sea of ​​blood for a long while without using his sword.

He went straight in.

33 Everyone in Chongtian was terrified, and immediately after the toe of the phoenix touched the blood, a snow-white lotus flower suddenly bloomed on the sole of the foot!

Rotting corpses screamed, monsters ran rampant, and hill-like monsters crowded on the sea; while Phoenix walked towards the center of the sea of ​​blood, every time he took a step, lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, supporting him on the vast sea of ​​red smoke .

Behind him, a long lotus road blooms in the deepest hell of the four evil realms, and a more sinister and ambiguous future lies ahead.

"—It turned out to be a lotus growing every step of the way," 33 Chongtian, King Jiang III heard someone behind him sigh: "This, this is clearly going to become a Buddha..."

I don't know why Jiang III King Ming suddenly felt very dissatisfied.

He looked away and tried not to make a sound.

Fenghuang walked to the center of the sea of ​​blood, picked up the vase, turned around and returned to the shore.He looked at the tens of thousands of demons in different shapes and forms around him as nothing, returned to the 33rd heaven and handed the vase to Venerable Bati, with a calm expression, and retreated to the side.

Venerable Bhati looked at him, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Is your obsession still the same?"

Fenghuang said, "I want to see the Buddha."

His Holiness let out a long sigh, and the lingering rhyme seemed to be floating in the air for a long time before he said, "Then you come."

·

After being closed for thousands of years, the gate of the Buddhist hall finally opened to Phoenix again.However, when he stepped into the threshold, he was in a daze for a moment, as if he saw his young self thousands of years ago, still kneeling in the sandalwood in front of him, with a pure heart and a pious face, holding a string of warm and transparent glazed beads in his hand.

He was a little confused, and stopped in the empty hall.

The statue of the golden Buddha in front is still there, looking down on all living beings in the six realms with a compassionate and majestic expression, which has not changed for thousands of years.Countless times in the past, he knelt before this statue, full of awe and admiration, never raising his head to take a closer look at the Buddha's face; but today he didn't blink, as if even the smallest outline was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He looked at the golden statue for a long while, and called softly: "Shakya..."

Footsteps finally came from behind, and a familiar voice that grew up with him said: "You finally understand, Ah Huang."

Fenghuang turned his head back, trembling because of his stiff movements.

Sakyamuni stood one step away, his face and attire were exactly the same as in memory, as if thousands of years had not passed, and the blood and tears scattered in the middle had never happened.

Fenghuang opened his mouth, and when he made a sound, tears welled up in an instant: "——why?"

Sakyamuni raised his hand and took Phoenix into his arms, just like raising and accompanying that child back then, gently stroking his hair.

"Remember? I once told you that the Buddha also has to go through the Buddha's kalpa. Reincarnation as a human or descending into a real body, to untie the demons that have been bred in a long life, can return to the lotus seat, and return to the supreme colorless world. top……"

"Buddha kalpas should appear on different objects in each life, sometimes objects, sometimes people, sometimes even monsters or animals; but in any case, except for this time, there has never been a Buddha kalpa that should be on the same person multiple times in a row before. body matters."

Fenghuang shook his head and said in disbelief: "Impossible, could it be me—"

"It's your extremely evil appearance." Sakyamuni said, "In the next 3 years, all Buddha kalpas should be on your extremely evil appearance."

Fenghuang finally staggered and collapsed, kneeling on the pure gold floor tiles.

"You...you knew that I would go to empty the sea of ​​blood," he trembled, every word was full of disbelief: "You thought I would die there..."

"No, you are a phoenix." Sakyamuni said, "I only thought that the sea of ​​blood could consume your extremely evil appearance, but I didn't expect you to use a more decisive and thorough method."

He bent down and embraced Fenghuang's thin and trembling body, as if he was still the lonely, helpless and helpless child in front of him: "What does it feel like to have a sprained bone, does it hurt?"

Fenghuang couldn't speak, his shoulders trembled from suppressing sobs.

In the next second, Sakyamuni reached into his chest with his bare hands, pierced the flesh and blood from under his left rib, and pulled out a golden Buddha bone.

The Buddha bone immediately turned into a short piece of relic, emitting a strange and gorgeous golden light in the Buddhist hall, which was threaded by Sakyamuni with a red string, and hung gently on the neck of the phoenix like a pendant.

"You keep it." Sakyamuni supported his shoulders, carefully observed the pendant left and right, and then looked at his chest: "...so that's the feeling."

Fenghuang couldn't control his violent sobs, he covered his face, big tears rolled down between his fingers, and wept desperately.

Sakyamuni stroked his face for the last time, then stood up and walked towards the golden Buddha, but heard Phoenix's collapsed voice coming from behind: "But...but I love you, I only have you!"

Shakya paused.

"Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone..." Fenghuang curled up in pain, and murmured: "I don't want to be alone..."

"When a bird hatches, it will regard the first person it sees as its closest relative, and it turns out to be true." Sakyamuni sighed: "But you will have a long life in the future... you will be able to distinguish the difference." .”

He walked towards the golden Buddha statue, and as the Buddha's light in the void lit up layer by layer, his figure finally disappeared in the light.

Phoenix fell to the ground.

The young man was in a state of distress, his face was mottled with tears, and his throat was almost coughing up blood because of his hoarseness.If people saw this appearance, they would be so shocked that they thought there was something wrong with their eyes. However, Fenghuang didn't notice it. He didn't even care how sad and desperate he looked, like a defeated soldier who had no choice but to retreat before a lonely city: "No, I won't do it again. And I won't... never love anyone again, like I love you..."

At this time, the golden bell outside the Buddhist hall rang, a total of ninety-nine and eighty-one times, and the sound resounded throughout the six realms, and the majestic echo of the Buddha's voice resounded in the nine heavens and ten places: "The ancient phoenix, universally saves all living beings, calms the sea of ​​blood, and the Dharma is proficient... …With his compassion and love, he was named King Fenghuang Ming!"

——No one knew that the moment Fenghuang was honored as King Ming, he was actually crying.

His tears fell in the majestic hall, leaving tiny and insignificant wet spots on the heavy gold bricks; soon the wet spots will dry up and disappear, and from then on, like water vapor evaporated in the sun, never again No one knows about that secret past.

It's like no one knows his young and childish vows.

I will never love anyone more than I love you.

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In the thousand-degree realm, Zhou Hui violently struck out, smashing countless heavy mirrors to pieces!

Fragments of the giant mirror rained down like a torrential rain, and a trace of bright red phoenix soul floated out of the mirror, and Shakti, the goddess of the snow mountain, grabbed it with all her strength.

With a mocking sneer, she seemed to want to say something, but before she could say anything, Zhou Hui let out an extremely angry roar. Collapsed!

"——Feng Si!" Zhou Hui's eyes were red, his demonic appearance was fully revealed, and he transformed into a giant ferocious monster in the sky, and his fangs burst into a roar full of bloodthirsty desire: "Feng Si——!"