Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2
Chapter 212
On the contrary, those ordinary people in the Shensang world who gathered around the Bodhi sprouts and survived relying on the protection of the spiritual light emitted by the Bodhi sprouts were shocked by this sudden change.
"what is that?"
"What happened to the holy tree?!"
"Quick! Go find the old man!"
Not long after, some "villagers" were hurriedly invited over by the guards who looked after the Bodhi sprouts.
There is basically such a highly respected "villager" in every place where Bodhi sprouts live.Although they are called "country elders", it does not mean that they are all rural elders, it is actually just a respectful title.
Every person who is honored as a "villager" is inextricably linked to Bodhi Sprout.
They are either those who directly contributed the bodhi seeds, or those who buried the bodhi seeds in the ground, or the one who made great contributions to the germination of the bodhi seeds after they were buried deep in the ground.
Regardless of whether these "villagers" hold authority or not, they are definitely the leaders of the ordinary people gathered around Bodhi Sprout.
In addition to these "villagers", those who were alarmed at the same time were the monks who had received the mission of the sect to hide in the settlement since the disaster in the Shensang Realm ended.
However, because the strength of the various sects and sects in the Shensang Realm was greatly reduced during the catastrophe, the monks of each sect and sect did not even have enough manpower to clean up their own domains, and the monks assigned to the common people's settlements to secretly protect the common people were not enough. not much.
The two monks who heard the news stayed behind the "villager" from a distance, waited and watched for a while, and got together to discuss.
Soon, the information was sent back to each sect one by one, and handed over to the sect Daxiu.
For a while, all sects and sects in the Shensang world were a little jittery.
But Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and other sect overhauls reacted very quickly, so the fluctuating people's hearts caused by this false alarm were directly broken up before they took shape.
All the families calmed down quickly, and they didn't try to stop them, they just watched from the sidelines.
These monks in Shensang Realm can hold on, but Fu and Arhat, who hadn't gone far, stopped and frowned.
The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin looked at each other, but neither of them said anything, they stood silently with their hands down.
Fuhe Luohan's eyes lit up with a little Buddha's light. When the Buddha's light was shining, he had already seen the subtle changes of nearly a hundred Bodhi sprouts. At the same time, his fingers were also twitching quickly, as if he was calculating something.
The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin didn't know what Fu and Arhat saw, and what kind of results they deduced.
They didn't dare to ask.
But they could feel that the atmosphere around them was becoming more and more oppressive, and the frozen air had gained weight, continuously squeezing their chests.
When Fu and Luohan retracted their minds, what they saw out of the corner of their eyes was the overwhelmed appearance of their two disciples.
He took a breath, raised his hands and raised his sleeves.
A cool spiritual light swirled around, took away all the pressure, and then turned into spiritual rain and fell down.
Bathed in this spiritual rain, the two monks Huicheng and Huiyin only felt that their minds and spirits that had been tortured just now were comforted and their state improved rapidly.
Almost in a blink of an eye, the two of them recovered.
"gone."
Before the monks Huicheng and Huiyin came back to their senses, they heard the urging of Fu and Arhat walking in front, and continued to walk forward.
The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin hurriedly followed in the footsteps of Fu and Arhat.
Jing Fu, who had already closed the light curtain, glanced at Fu and Luohan from a distance, and then looked away.
The Bodhi tree sapling on the side obviously also saw the actions of the three masters and disciples, so they asked in a low voice, "Little monk, do you think he will change his mind?"
Jing Fu shook his head, "Not sure."
The Bodhi tree seedling thought for a while, then asked, "Then will he be angry?"
This time, Jing Fu gave it a clearer answer.
"will not."
"Eh?" The Bodhi tree seedling was a little surprised, either he didn't believe in Jingfu, or he was not sure, "Why?"
Jing Fu raised his hand towards it, and the linden tree seedling landed on Jing Fu's palm, and Jing Fu put it in his sleeve pocket.
Naturally, it cannot be a big linden tree, but a shrunken, pocket-sized linden tree seedling.
"Because he is an Arhat." Jing Fu replied, "In his realm, it is impossible to get angry so easily."
The linden tree sapling deserved it, and wanted to ask something more, but it closed its mouth after seeing that Jing Fu had already mentioned the heart lamp that was left aside.
The little monk Jingfu wants to continue his practice, which is a serious matter, and he can't be disturbed by those messy things.
That's right, in the eyes of the Bodhi tree seedlings, Jing Fu's path is actually a practice, but the way of practice is a little bit special.
The seedling of the Bodhi tree thought for a while, shook the crown of the tree above its head, and sent out a stream of Bodhi aura, which wrapped around the Jingfu lamp.
It's just the lamp, and it doesn't affect the light of the heart lamp inside the lamp.
After taking a closer look at the lamp in his hand, he was sure that the bodhi aura would not hinder him, and instead added a layer of protection to his heart lamp. With the lamp in hand, continue to walk along this ancestral vein.
The place where Fu and Luohan waited for him was already at the border of the realm of death.Therefore, it didn't take much time for Jing Fu to walk out of the dead end.
When crossing the boundary, Rao Jingfu couldn't help but stop.
He half-lidded his eyelids, carefully comprehending two completely different auras in front of him and behind him.
In front, there is a slight surge of vitality, and even the air carries a little temperature that belongs to life; behind, it is full of lifelessness, even if it is burned by Jingfu's three-color heart fire, it still can't disappear. So cold that it froze the soul.
Life and death confront each other on this line, attacking and fighting each other.
Shrouded in some kind of inspiration, Jing Fu is drawn to comprehend the mystery and miraculousness in it.
Bodhi tree seedlings protrude from Jingfu's sleeve pockets and take root behind Jingfu, with straight trunks and stretched crowns.
At that time, there was also a wind, which swayed from the corner of Jingfu's sleeve and circled around Jingfu.
There was another lamp, and the mixed flames of three colors lit up in the lamp. It was still daytime, and the sky was bright, but the lights were not dimmed, but a special kind of light that reflected in the bottom of my heart lit up, illuminating the spiritual sense.
At some point, Jing Fu sat down cross-legged.
A heart lamp shines in front of him, guarded by a bodhi tree behind him, and there is a gentle breeze all around him, and he sits with scabs on his face, with a peaceful face and no worries.
At the beginning, there were invisible inspirations gathered from all directions, clustered around Jingfu, attracted by the breeze, filtered by the linden tree seedlings, and then illuminated by the heart lamp, just along Jingfu's mouth and nose , into Jingfu's body, and turned into a part of Jingfu's power.
However, even though he devours the inspiration of heaven and earth, Jing Fu is not a brave man who can only get in and out.
When every mouthful of inspiration is swallowed into Jingfu's stomach, another mouthful of inspiration will be spit out by Jingfu and scattered into the world.
These inspirations flowed towards the nearly one hundred Bodhi sprouts in front of Jingfu, and also followed the footprints that Jingfu walked all the way to the dead land.
Vitality and death are at this edge, with Jingfu as the center, traffic flows and dispatches in all directions.
The world has a feeling, and a vision suddenly arises.
With Jing Fu as the boundary line, the magnificent clouds in front of him are transpiring, and even the day is spreading on the sky, interweaving a perfect world, while behind him, there is a white mist lingering.
The thick white mist seems to be stubbornly protecting one world.
No matter how hot and bright the sky is, the white mist cannot be eliminated, exposing the world covered by the white mist to the eyes of the world.However, in the crowded white mist, there are human faces and even animal shapes. They don't know the truth, they don't know the truth and the false, they hide in the white mist, looking at the person sitting there Clean Fu.
Those human faces and animal shapes that can only be recognized by the naked eye are so bustling, it is impossible to count them.However, they never made any noise, and stood and watched quietly, without any malice.
Jing Fu, who sat in lotus lotus and comprehended the mystery, didn't notice it at all, but stunned the monks from the Shensang world who came after hearing the news.
The people who came were not the little monks responsible for investigating all sides of the Shensang world, but Ma Chaoyang and Duan Wuya, the only remaining pillars of the Shensang world.
Even Mingliang Daxiu and another Jinxian Daxiu called Qianzhao also arrived.
Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and others surrounded Mingliang and Qianzhao, the two golden immortals Daxiu, and watched from a distance, not daring to get too close.
If they got too close, disturbing the monk's comprehension of the mystery and arousing the hostility of the other party, they might have to add another difficult enemy to the monks in the Shensang world.
Given the current situation of the various sects and sects in the Shensang Realm, if there is another enemy, they may not be able to deal with it.
So it's better not to provoke or not to provoke.
However, there is another point that everyone present deliberately ignores the past, and what has not been mentioned is actually the tendency of the will of the Shensang world.
With the eyesight of these monks, they would naturally not mistake the breath of heaven in the breeze circling around the monk.
Leaving aside the monk's own threats, they really wanted to do something to this monk. If they hadn't made a move yet, they would all be rejected by heaven with just that little intention.
This is by no means a bluff, but a real threat and deterrence.
Ming Liang and Qian Zhao looked at each other and shook their heads.
After Qianzhao Daxiu withdrew his gaze, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to comprehend the mystery.
Compared to being too lazy to pay attention to the humility of these juniors, Mingliang Daxiu had dealt with juniors like Ma Chaoyang after all. Seeing that they didn't react for a while, he reminded them once.
"What are you doing here in a daze?! Still not sitting down!"
Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and the others saw Qianzhao and Mingliang sitting down cross-legged one after another, they quickly sat down on the same spot, with their hands in mudra to hold their minds, they also went to catch the inspiration to understand it carefully.
In fact, in detail, the inspiration bred in the middle-level world of Shensang Realm can not help the two golden immortals Qianzhao and Mingliang to overhaul.
This is for no other reason than purely a matter of hierarchy.
But at this time, the world of Shen Sang is quite different.
After all, not long ago, Chu Kan, Liu Shenghe, Yu Fu, and Luo Han used this world to break through the shackles and visit Taiyi.At the time of breaking the situation, they were all seriously injured.In this way, it is natural that their ideas will be scattered in the world of Chensang, and entangled in the principles of heaven and earth.
Qianzhao and Mingliang, the two masters, are now diligently pursuing, exploring, and comprehending the inspirations that the three of them left behind in the world of Chensang.
作者有话要说:终于好了,各位亲们晚安哈。感谢在2020-03-1823:59:22~2020-03-1923:59:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: One good consciousness who doesn’t want to go to work;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: dew 5 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
"what is that?"
"What happened to the holy tree?!"
"Quick! Go find the old man!"
Not long after, some "villagers" were hurriedly invited over by the guards who looked after the Bodhi sprouts.
There is basically such a highly respected "villager" in every place where Bodhi sprouts live.Although they are called "country elders", it does not mean that they are all rural elders, it is actually just a respectful title.
Every person who is honored as a "villager" is inextricably linked to Bodhi Sprout.
They are either those who directly contributed the bodhi seeds, or those who buried the bodhi seeds in the ground, or the one who made great contributions to the germination of the bodhi seeds after they were buried deep in the ground.
Regardless of whether these "villagers" hold authority or not, they are definitely the leaders of the ordinary people gathered around Bodhi Sprout.
In addition to these "villagers", those who were alarmed at the same time were the monks who had received the mission of the sect to hide in the settlement since the disaster in the Shensang Realm ended.
However, because the strength of the various sects and sects in the Shensang Realm was greatly reduced during the catastrophe, the monks of each sect and sect did not even have enough manpower to clean up their own domains, and the monks assigned to the common people's settlements to secretly protect the common people were not enough. not much.
The two monks who heard the news stayed behind the "villager" from a distance, waited and watched for a while, and got together to discuss.
Soon, the information was sent back to each sect one by one, and handed over to the sect Daxiu.
For a while, all sects and sects in the Shensang world were a little jittery.
But Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and other sect overhauls reacted very quickly, so the fluctuating people's hearts caused by this false alarm were directly broken up before they took shape.
All the families calmed down quickly, and they didn't try to stop them, they just watched from the sidelines.
These monks in Shensang Realm can hold on, but Fu and Arhat, who hadn't gone far, stopped and frowned.
The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin looked at each other, but neither of them said anything, they stood silently with their hands down.
Fuhe Luohan's eyes lit up with a little Buddha's light. When the Buddha's light was shining, he had already seen the subtle changes of nearly a hundred Bodhi sprouts. At the same time, his fingers were also twitching quickly, as if he was calculating something.
The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin didn't know what Fu and Arhat saw, and what kind of results they deduced.
They didn't dare to ask.
But they could feel that the atmosphere around them was becoming more and more oppressive, and the frozen air had gained weight, continuously squeezing their chests.
When Fu and Luohan retracted their minds, what they saw out of the corner of their eyes was the overwhelmed appearance of their two disciples.
He took a breath, raised his hands and raised his sleeves.
A cool spiritual light swirled around, took away all the pressure, and then turned into spiritual rain and fell down.
Bathed in this spiritual rain, the two monks Huicheng and Huiyin only felt that their minds and spirits that had been tortured just now were comforted and their state improved rapidly.
Almost in a blink of an eye, the two of them recovered.
"gone."
Before the monks Huicheng and Huiyin came back to their senses, they heard the urging of Fu and Arhat walking in front, and continued to walk forward.
The two monks Huicheng and Huiyin hurriedly followed in the footsteps of Fu and Arhat.
Jing Fu, who had already closed the light curtain, glanced at Fu and Luohan from a distance, and then looked away.
The Bodhi tree sapling on the side obviously also saw the actions of the three masters and disciples, so they asked in a low voice, "Little monk, do you think he will change his mind?"
Jing Fu shook his head, "Not sure."
The Bodhi tree seedling thought for a while, then asked, "Then will he be angry?"
This time, Jing Fu gave it a clearer answer.
"will not."
"Eh?" The Bodhi tree seedling was a little surprised, either he didn't believe in Jingfu, or he was not sure, "Why?"
Jing Fu raised his hand towards it, and the linden tree seedling landed on Jing Fu's palm, and Jing Fu put it in his sleeve pocket.
Naturally, it cannot be a big linden tree, but a shrunken, pocket-sized linden tree seedling.
"Because he is an Arhat." Jing Fu replied, "In his realm, it is impossible to get angry so easily."
The linden tree sapling deserved it, and wanted to ask something more, but it closed its mouth after seeing that Jing Fu had already mentioned the heart lamp that was left aside.
The little monk Jingfu wants to continue his practice, which is a serious matter, and he can't be disturbed by those messy things.
That's right, in the eyes of the Bodhi tree seedlings, Jing Fu's path is actually a practice, but the way of practice is a little bit special.
The seedling of the Bodhi tree thought for a while, shook the crown of the tree above its head, and sent out a stream of Bodhi aura, which wrapped around the Jingfu lamp.
It's just the lamp, and it doesn't affect the light of the heart lamp inside the lamp.
After taking a closer look at the lamp in his hand, he was sure that the bodhi aura would not hinder him, and instead added a layer of protection to his heart lamp. With the lamp in hand, continue to walk along this ancestral vein.
The place where Fu and Luohan waited for him was already at the border of the realm of death.Therefore, it didn't take much time for Jing Fu to walk out of the dead end.
When crossing the boundary, Rao Jingfu couldn't help but stop.
He half-lidded his eyelids, carefully comprehending two completely different auras in front of him and behind him.
In front, there is a slight surge of vitality, and even the air carries a little temperature that belongs to life; behind, it is full of lifelessness, even if it is burned by Jingfu's three-color heart fire, it still can't disappear. So cold that it froze the soul.
Life and death confront each other on this line, attacking and fighting each other.
Shrouded in some kind of inspiration, Jing Fu is drawn to comprehend the mystery and miraculousness in it.
Bodhi tree seedlings protrude from Jingfu's sleeve pockets and take root behind Jingfu, with straight trunks and stretched crowns.
At that time, there was also a wind, which swayed from the corner of Jingfu's sleeve and circled around Jingfu.
There was another lamp, and the mixed flames of three colors lit up in the lamp. It was still daytime, and the sky was bright, but the lights were not dimmed, but a special kind of light that reflected in the bottom of my heart lit up, illuminating the spiritual sense.
At some point, Jing Fu sat down cross-legged.
A heart lamp shines in front of him, guarded by a bodhi tree behind him, and there is a gentle breeze all around him, and he sits with scabs on his face, with a peaceful face and no worries.
At the beginning, there were invisible inspirations gathered from all directions, clustered around Jingfu, attracted by the breeze, filtered by the linden tree seedlings, and then illuminated by the heart lamp, just along Jingfu's mouth and nose , into Jingfu's body, and turned into a part of Jingfu's power.
However, even though he devours the inspiration of heaven and earth, Jing Fu is not a brave man who can only get in and out.
When every mouthful of inspiration is swallowed into Jingfu's stomach, another mouthful of inspiration will be spit out by Jingfu and scattered into the world.
These inspirations flowed towards the nearly one hundred Bodhi sprouts in front of Jingfu, and also followed the footprints that Jingfu walked all the way to the dead land.
Vitality and death are at this edge, with Jingfu as the center, traffic flows and dispatches in all directions.
The world has a feeling, and a vision suddenly arises.
With Jing Fu as the boundary line, the magnificent clouds in front of him are transpiring, and even the day is spreading on the sky, interweaving a perfect world, while behind him, there is a white mist lingering.
The thick white mist seems to be stubbornly protecting one world.
No matter how hot and bright the sky is, the white mist cannot be eliminated, exposing the world covered by the white mist to the eyes of the world.However, in the crowded white mist, there are human faces and even animal shapes. They don't know the truth, they don't know the truth and the false, they hide in the white mist, looking at the person sitting there Clean Fu.
Those human faces and animal shapes that can only be recognized by the naked eye are so bustling, it is impossible to count them.However, they never made any noise, and stood and watched quietly, without any malice.
Jing Fu, who sat in lotus lotus and comprehended the mystery, didn't notice it at all, but stunned the monks from the Shensang world who came after hearing the news.
The people who came were not the little monks responsible for investigating all sides of the Shensang world, but Ma Chaoyang and Duan Wuya, the only remaining pillars of the Shensang world.
Even Mingliang Daxiu and another Jinxian Daxiu called Qianzhao also arrived.
Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and others surrounded Mingliang and Qianzhao, the two golden immortals Daxiu, and watched from a distance, not daring to get too close.
If they got too close, disturbing the monk's comprehension of the mystery and arousing the hostility of the other party, they might have to add another difficult enemy to the monks in the Shensang world.
Given the current situation of the various sects and sects in the Shensang Realm, if there is another enemy, they may not be able to deal with it.
So it's better not to provoke or not to provoke.
However, there is another point that everyone present deliberately ignores the past, and what has not been mentioned is actually the tendency of the will of the Shensang world.
With the eyesight of these monks, they would naturally not mistake the breath of heaven in the breeze circling around the monk.
Leaving aside the monk's own threats, they really wanted to do something to this monk. If they hadn't made a move yet, they would all be rejected by heaven with just that little intention.
This is by no means a bluff, but a real threat and deterrence.
Ming Liang and Qian Zhao looked at each other and shook their heads.
After Qianzhao Daxiu withdrew his gaze, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to comprehend the mystery.
Compared to being too lazy to pay attention to the humility of these juniors, Mingliang Daxiu had dealt with juniors like Ma Chaoyang after all. Seeing that they didn't react for a while, he reminded them once.
"What are you doing here in a daze?! Still not sitting down!"
Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and the others saw Qianzhao and Mingliang sitting down cross-legged one after another, they quickly sat down on the same spot, with their hands in mudra to hold their minds, they also went to catch the inspiration to understand it carefully.
In fact, in detail, the inspiration bred in the middle-level world of Shensang Realm can not help the two golden immortals Qianzhao and Mingliang to overhaul.
This is for no other reason than purely a matter of hierarchy.
But at this time, the world of Shen Sang is quite different.
After all, not long ago, Chu Kan, Liu Shenghe, Yu Fu, and Luo Han used this world to break through the shackles and visit Taiyi.At the time of breaking the situation, they were all seriously injured.In this way, it is natural that their ideas will be scattered in the world of Chensang, and entangled in the principles of heaven and earth.
Qianzhao and Mingliang, the two masters, are now diligently pursuing, exploring, and comprehending the inspirations that the three of them left behind in the world of Chensang.
作者有话要说:终于好了,各位亲们晚安哈。感谢在2020-03-1823:59:22~2020-03-1923:59:19期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: One good consciousness who doesn’t want to go to work;
Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: dew 5 bottles;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!
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