Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

The Buddha body heard it, chuckled, didn't say anything, just asked the heart demon body, "Then you have personally dealt with that Mingliang Daxiu this time, what did you find?" '

The demon body frowned, and replied, 'No. '

The Buddha body glanced at him and stopped talking.

The Buddha body's glance was very casual, and the demon body couldn't catch any meaning from it, but just such a glance made the demon body hold its breath.

The demon body opened its mouth and wanted to speak, but when the words reached its mouth, it was stopped by the demon body itself.

But it turned out that when the Buddha body answered the heart demon body, they had already come to the sideline where the three colors mixed with the flame burning earlier.

Behind them is the land and air that is still clean even though it is dry, but in front of them is an obscure place shrouded in despair and dead silence.

The Buddha body is ready to continue doing business, so all irrelevant chores should be put on hold to make way for the business.

In the eyes of the current Buddha body and even the mind demon body, the refutation with the demon body, the testing and confirmation of all parties in the Shensang world, are all irrelevant and trivial matters, and they should be given up.

The heart demon body glanced at the outer room, then withdrew its mind, returned to the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, plunged into the sea of ​​stars shining above the sky in the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, and disappeared.

Others are trivial matters, but practice is a major event.

This is true for the Buddha body, so naturally the demon body is also.

Not paying too much attention to the movements on the other side of the heart demon body, the Buddha body stopped at the sideline and looked intently at the Shensang world in front of him.

At this time, the sun was in the sky, but the sunshine in front of him was pale and miserable, not as golden and lively as the land behind him.And in the white and miserable sunshine, even the wind seemed to bring a chill unique to the underworld.

This chill rises from the bottom of a person's heart, passes through the cracks in the bones, and scrapes across the skin, taking away every inch of warmth that can be captured.

The Buddha sighed, put one hand on his chest, and sang the Buddha's name in a low voice, "Namo Amitabha."

With the sound of the Buddha's trumpet, the simple oil lamp held in his hand was stretched forward, then fell slightly, and then the flame that was only burning quietly in the lamp came out of the lamp and fell towards the ground.

I don't know if it was stimulated by the cold wind, or because of the miserable white sunlight, when the three-color mixed flame fell to the ground, the flame that was originally no bigger than a bean stretched and spread in an instant, vast and mighty. Connected into a sea of ​​flames.

In the land in front of me, no, in this space, not only the tangible soil, bones, and grass branches, but also the invisible sunlight, wind, and air seem to have become the fuel of this flame and are burned by it. with.

The Buddha body stood in front of the sea of ​​flames, quietly watching the flames stretching up and down and spreading in all directions.

In the distorted space, there seemed to be something hidden in the gray-black smoke and mist.

Some of them are howling, some are roaring, some are groaning, some are weeping.

Buddha body has heard.

Those voices constantly stimulated his eardrums and provoked his nerves. If they were to be relied on, they would further disturb his state of mind, and even drag him into this obsessive and desperate world to perish. relief.

Buddha body can hear clearly.

It is precisely because he can hear all these clearly that he can easily distinguish a little laughter from the howling, roaring, moaning and weeping.

There are still people laughing.

Hearing the laughter, the Buddha's body also slightly twitched the corners of its lips.

After a pause, the Buddha body finally stepped forward and walked into the sea of ​​flames.

At the corner of the wide sleeve hanging down on his side, a breeze only quietly pressed against the soft fabric, and there was no other movement for a long time.

I don't know if he is looking at this sea of ​​flames, or if he has no will left here at all, but just as he has no time and thought to talk nonsense with the inner demon body, he can't care about him at all right now.

The scorching hot dry air still irritated Jing Fu’s skin, what kind of smell was lingering in Jing Fu’s nose, and the mixed flames of three colors reflected in Jing Fu’s eyes...

Step by step, the body of the Buddha walked steadily forward.

A glass-colored translucent luster shines under his robe.

The three-color mixed flame did not give in for him, he walked into the flame by himself.

The Buddha body is walking in the sea of ​​fire.

After all, the movement of the sea of ​​fire was too great, even if Duan Wuya, Lin Qiaoshu and others didn't notice for a while the areas outside the sect that had been classified as dead zones, they couldn't hide it when the sea of ​​fire started.

The news of Jingfu quickly spread among the monks in the Shensang world.

Ma Chaoyang also received the report, he took the news delivered by the disciples of the sect, and knocked open the cave where Mingliang Daxiu lived temporarily.

"Grandfather."

Mingliang Daxiu had just temporarily escaped from sorting out the laws of heaven and earth in the Shensang world, when he heard Ma Chaoyang's voice in his ear.

"Come in," he said.

Ma Chaoyang walked in from the opened restriction, came in front of De Mingliang Daxiu, and bowed to him.

"What's the matter?" Mingliang Daxiu asked.

Ma Chaoyang turned his gaze between Mingliang Daxiu's slightly tired eyes, and while lowering his head naturally, he also handed out the scroll in his hand.

"Patriarch, it's the movement from the realm of the dead."

Soon, his hands were light.

Putting down his hands, Ma Chaoyang stood silently aside, waiting for Mingliang Daxiu's inquiry.

Mingliang Daxiu opened the scroll, glanced at the beginning, and then slowed down, looking at the news in it solemnly and carefully.

"Dead Realm? So he's there."

Hearing Mingliang Daxiu's whisper, Ma Chaoyang knew it in his heart.

He hesitated for a moment, then boldly asked, "Patriarch means, that monk Jingfu is in the realm of death?...Is he the one who made such a commotion?"

When Mingliang Daxiu heard the question, he didn't raise his head, he just asked, "Otherwise, do you think the flame started by itself?"

Hearing the impatience in Mingliang Daxiu's words, Ma Chaoyang immediately shut his mouth, not daring to continue asking.

Even though he actually has more problems.

"This flame..." Mingliang Daxiu ignored Ma Chaoyang and thought about it for himself, but after a while, he smiled and shook his head again, feeling a little helpless.

If it was another person, he might still be able to get some of the flames back, but that was Monk Jingfu!

After all, it is not good to tear the skin.

But fortunately, fortunately, the Jingfu monk made such a commotion, all for their Shensang world.So even if the flame is only in Monk Jingfu's own hands, the speed of cleaning up the world will be relatively slow, but the effect and efficiency are very acceptable.

This is enough.

After Mingliang Daxiu convinced himself, he turned his attention to the scroll again.

After all, it wasn't Mingliang Daxiu himself, or even a celestial monk like Ma Chaoyang, but a monk under the sect who had only attained the realm of transforming gods.

Putting down the scroll, he stood up from the futon and looked towards the sea of ​​flames.

After all, it is a self-proclaimed cultivation base. Under the limitation of strength, many methods have reduced the power, and the sea of ​​​​fire is also extraordinary. Even if Ming Liang Daxiu did it himself, he still could not pass through the sea of ​​fire and see what is inside the sea of ​​fire. various situations.

But it is not difficult for Mingliang Daxiu to judge from the sea of ​​fire without seeing the inside of the sea of ​​fire.

After watching for a while, Mingliang Daxiu even met another Daxiu. They communicated for a while at the edge of the sea of ​​fire, waited and watched for a while, and then looked away.

When Mingliang Daxiu looked back, the weariness on his face became more intense.

Ma Chaoyang couldn't see clearly, but he was somewhat aware of it.

He pushed his head down again.

Mingliang Daxiu sat down on the futon again, handed back the scroll placed by his side to Ma Chaoyang, and said, "Don't worry about him, just let him go."

Ma Chaoyang took the scroll back with both hands, and at the same time answered, "Yes."

Mingliang Daxiu thought for a while, and then warned, "Looking at the movement of the sea of ​​fire, Monk Jingfu should be walking along the ancestral line of heaven and earth. You pass on the letter, so as to appease the common people and disciples, and don't block the way of the sea of ​​fire."

Ma Chaoyang frowned while listening.

After Mingliang Daxiu had finished explaining his words, he was silent for a moment, before finally speaking, "Patriarch, I think that although the disturbance of that monk Jingfu made a lot of noise, for all the sentient beings in the Shensang Realm, he still has a lot to say. Should be a good thing..."

Mingliang Daxiu glanced at him from his half-raised eyelids.

Ma Chaoyang's heart suddenly lost its rhythm, and even his words stopped, but then he continued.

"The disciple feels that it is better to be still than to move."

He lowered his head that had just been raised a little bit.

"Since I don't know the situation in the sea of ​​fire, I might as well just trust Monk Jingfu and see what arrangement Monk Jingfu will make."

Mingliang Daxiu looked back.

The rest of Ma Zhaoyang's words also went much smoother.

"I have also been in contact with Monk Jingfu. If he needs it, he should contact us again."

Mingliang Daxiu nodded after listening, "You're right, let's put it aside for now and wait for the announcement over there."

When he spoke, his fingers were also pressed between the eyebrows, and he exerted light and heavy force.

"As for Fu and Luohan who seem to be going to the sea of ​​flames..." He pondered, as if weighing.

Ma Chaoyang stood quietly on the spot without making a sound.

Fu and Arhat, who are running around in the Shensang world, looking for suitable blessed places and caves to establish their own lineage, are also rushing to the place where the sea of ​​fire is at the moment.

This was the information contained in the scroll, and he had naturally read it before sending it to Mingliang Daxiu.

Mingliang Daxiu glanced at Ma Chaoyang next to him, and asked, "What do you think he is going to do?"

Ma Chaoyang bowed his hands and responded, "Patriarch, this disciple thinks that Fuhe Luohan's trip should also be for his lineage inheritance, so if it is not to seek the support of Monk Jingfu, it is for the boundary after the flames are extinguished. "

"Hmm..." Mingliang Daxiu neither nodded nor shook his head.

After Ma Chaoyang finished what he could say, he shut up.

After a while, he heard the words from the first one, "Leave him alone, wait until the two senior brothers return from the sky, and then make a theory."

That's right, those two Jinxian Daxiu who went to stay at the Dao Palace on the other side of the heaven and earth membrane in Shensang Realm are still stuck outside the heaven and earth membrane, and have never really entered the Shensang Realm.

The task of sorting out the laws of heaven and earth in the Shensang world fell on Mingliang Daxiu and another golden fairy.

Ma Zhaoyang is well aware of this, and also aware of the exhaustion and embarrassment of these two patriarchs.It's just that when he really and clearly heard Mingliang Daxiu's decision, even he himself couldn't discern the various thoughts in his heart at that moment.

"Yes." He replied without any abnormality, "I understand."

Mingliang Daxiu bowed to him and said, "Okay, you have a lot of things on hand, let's go and get busy."

Ma Chaoyang saluted, and stepped back silently.

After getting out of the gate of Mingliang Daxiu's cave, Ma Chaoyang stopped and looked up at the sky.

After a while, he retracted his gaze, held the scroll in his hand, and returned to his cave.

On his desk, there are also mountains of scrolls waiting for his processing.

But before that, he had to contact Duan Wuya, Lin Qiaoshu and other comrades to pass on Mingliang Daxiu's decision, lest other people's actions disturb that Jingfu monk and cause trouble.

Just as Ma Chaoyang said in the scroll presented by Mingliang Daxiu, Fu and Arhat brought his two disciples, Bhikkhu Huicheng and Bhikkhu Huiyin, standing on the edge of the sea of ​​flames, watching the wanton Spreading flames.

Bhikkhu Huiyin stared at the sea of ​​flames and remained silent for a long time.

As a senior brother, Bhikkhu Huicheng could clearly distinguish the surprise and admiration in his senior brother's eyes, and he was also aware of his restraint at the moment.

But until now, the junior brother has not been able to figure it out...

Bhikkhu Huicheng secretly sighed.

But things can't go on like this.

Carrying on with the master like this will not only damage the relationship between the younger brother and the master, but will definitely drag down their practice.

Bhikkhu Huicheng straightened his mind, took a step forward, approached Fu and Arhat, and asked, "Master, is this sea of ​​fire..."

Fu and Luohan tilted their heads slightly, and their gazes turned over to their two disciples.

He smiled and said, "Didn't you find it? This is a fire."

"Fire?!" Rao Bhikkhu Huicheng had expected it a long time ago, but he never thought that he would get such an answer.

His heart trembled.

The heart fire, Bhikkhu Huicheng himself has it, and now it is only burning quietly in the heart sea and spiritual lake.But it is still impossible to move the heart fire out of the heart sea and spirit lake, turn it into reality and throw it into the heaven and earth, like a real flame.

It was too far away.

Bhikkhu Huicheng looked at the vast and eye-catching sea of ​​fire in front of him, and looked back at the small, ethereal, illusory flame in his heart, and fell silent completely.

Bhikkhu Huiyin listened to the whole thing. He opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he closed his lips again.

He tried a few times but failed, so he had to give up and kept glancing in the direction of Bhikkhu Huicheng with his own eyes.

Bhikkhu Huicheng was powerless and lost at the moment, and he didn't miss his brother's request for help.What's more, this was originally one of the focuses of his attention.

I have to say that the small eyes from his junior brother really softened his heart, he almost couldn't bear it several times, and spoke to the master for him.

It's just that whenever Bhikkhu Huicheng softened his heart, before he could speak, his eyes met those of Fu and Arhat.

Compared with Huiyin's small eyes full of grievances and expectations, Fu and Arhat's eyes are very calm, but it is precisely this kind of eyes that makes Bhikkhu Huicheng retreat again and again.

Not afraid of the majesty of the master Yu Fu and Luohan, but touched by the silence of the master.

Bhikkhu Huicheng lowered his eyes, neither looking at Fu and Arhat, nor at Bhikkhu Huiyin.

Bhikkhu Huiyin saw Bhikkhu Huicheng like this, how could he still not understand the attitude of this brother?

He glanced at the figures of Fu and Arhat, and finally followed Bhikkhu Huicheng, lowering his gaze.

Fu and Luohan looked at their two disciples who bowed their heads in silence. After a while, they turned their eyes back and looked into the middle of the sea of ​​flames.

Although they all suppressed their power, they can only mobilize the strength of the celestial realm at present, but Fu and Arhat have stepped forward after all, and their essence has changed. Compared with Mingliang Daxiu, he is much stronger.

It is manifested in the moment that Fu and Arhat can easily overcome the obstacles and see the invisible part of Mingliang Daxiu.

It's just that the flames in this sea of ​​fire are Jingfu's heart fire, and they are jointly shaped by Jingfu's three bodies. It's not just for nothing. Even if Fu and Arhat were able to overcome obstacles, they didn't see too much, or even too long.

After watching for a while, he looked away.

When the long sleeves were raised and lowered, a breeze swept by, and he quickly cleared a relatively clean area.

Without taking the futon, Fu and Luohan found a flat place and sat down cross-legged.

"sit down."

He didn't look at the two disciples, his eyes were still on the sea of ​​flames in front of him, his voice was indifferent.

Bhikkhu Huicheng glanced at him and asked, "Master, are we... have to wait for a long time?"

Fu and Luohan responded, "Yeah."

Bhikkhu Huicheng thought for a while and then asked, "How long will I have to wait?"

Fu and Luohan replied, "I don't know, let's see when he comes out, let's end it when."

Bhikkhu Huicheng looked at the sea of ​​flames, then looked back at Fu and Arhat, thinking of something, and sat down on the floor with Fu and Arhat.

When he sat down by himself, he tugged on the sleeve of Bhikkhu Huiyin who was standing next to him.

Bhikkhu Huiyin did not insist and sat down.

"Master, Monk Jingfu's heart is on fire right now, is the realm of death divided by the monks of Shensang Realm?"

"Ah."

"Master, is it true that there are no living creatures in this so-called dead place?"

"No, there is."

This answer not only shocked Bhikkhu Huicheng, even Bhikkhu Huiyin was stunned for a moment, and blurted out, "Ah?! There are still living beings? Then this heart is on fire..."

Bhikkhu Hui Yin tightly closed his lips, and only looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of him. He did not look at Fu and Arhat, nor did he look at Bhikkhu Hui Cheng.

Bhikkhu Huicheng did not dare to turn his gaze towards his junior brother, for fear that an inadvertent movement would make his junior brother even more embarrassing.

Fu and Luohan also didn't look at him, their eyes were only on the burning flames in the sea of ​​fire, their voices were calm and calm, just like their master and apprentice in the past when they were practicing in the cliff world.

"Although Master Jingfu's heart fire already has the essence of a flame, its essence has never changed. The heart fire comes from Master Jingfu's mind, and everything in this sea of ​​fire cannot escape Master Jingfu's heart fire." Perception, you just wait and watch..."

Bhikkhu Huicheng listened, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It is not only for the living beings in the sea of ​​fire world, but also for the younger brother, Bhikkhu Huiyin.

It's just that he didn't relax for too long, and suddenly a spiritual thread passed through his mind.

"Master..." He licked his dry lips and asked, "How many living creatures...are there left in this dead land? They are now..."

Since this area is divided into the area of ​​death by the local monks of Shen Sang, how can it be an ordinary area?

Surviving in such a land and experiencing the previous catastrophe, what kind of training they endured and how they persisted, Bhikkhu Huicheng could not imagine, and did not dare to imagine at all.

But even so, he was aware of the problem.

Bhikkhu Huiyin on the other side also frowned tightly.

Fu and Luohan smiled wryly, and hid their sighs in their voices, "How many more? Not many, only one left."

One?

The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin were a little dazed.

"Speaking of which," Fu and Luohan said, "he actually has something to do with us."

After Huicheng and Huiyin came back to their senses, the two monks were also puzzled.

"What does Master mean?" Bhikkhu Huicheng asked, ignoring Bhikkhu Huiyin next to him.

Fu and Luohan said, "Do you still remember that old Chen Tanyue who presided over a part of the center of the magic circle in the small world of the secret realm when he was in the small world of the secret realm?"

The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin came to a sudden realization.

If Fu and Arhat were talking about other people in the small world of the secret realm, the two monks Huicheng and Huiyin might not be impressed, but old man Chen did impress them.

One, of course, is because of Old Man Chen's insight, especially his exploration and pursuit of the Dao.Even if the two monks Huicheng and Huiyin only helped the monk Chen Sang in the small world of the secret place when the small world was in a hurry, they solved some problems, and they had already deeply realized the strength of the old man Chen.

This Old Man Chen and their lineage's accomplishments in the Dao of Formation cannot be questioned by others.

Second, it is naturally because of his heroism.There is only a remnant soul left in his family, and besides himself, there is only one five-year-old child who can't handle anything in his family's inheritance. He has enough reasons to avoid it, but he still takes on the part of their family's inheritance Responsibility, so that the wisp of remnant soul that I barely preserved for inheritance is gone.

Thirdly, it is because the old man Chen still misses the teacher-student relationship with his young disciples when he is busy.

In particular, the last reason touched the three of them, Fu and Arhat, master and apprentice at this moment.

Bhikkhu Huiyin couldn't help saying again, "So the one who is still staying in this dead place is that little disciple of Old Chen Tanyue?!"

After he finished speaking, he realized something again.

Pursing his lips, Bhikkhu Huiyin sat upright, looking straight at the sea of ​​fire in front of him without any deviation.

It was not only him who was surprised, but also Bhikkhu Huicheng.

In fact, he could even be called furious.

"Master, is it really that little disciple of Old Chen Tanyue?" He turned his head to look at Fu and Luohan, and asked seriously.

Fu and Luohan sighed, and replied, "It's him."

The author has something to say: Well, good night, everyone.