Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

With the passage of time, the clues left by those three people have been lurking in this world, and it is easy not to float in front of others.In fact, if it wasn't for Jingfu to stimulate the sympathy between heaven and earth here, the inspirations of the three people would continue to hide, and where would there be things about the two of them?

When Qianzhao and Mingliang, the two major cultivators crossed their knees to comprehend the inspiration, Fu and Luohan, who were also urging their disciples to comprehend it quietly, suddenly stopped their movements, looked in their direction, and then restrained their minds and went to carefully Observe the inspiration that belongs to Chu Kan and Liu Shenghe.

Besides these two groups of people, in another direction far away from them, there was also a monk crossing his legs with a medicine basket on his back, making a seal and comprehending the mystery in detail.

This time, all the cultivators in Shensang Realm who have crossed the immortal barrier have gained a lot.But no matter how much they have gained, if you really think about it, they can't compare with Jing Fu.

The collision and circulation of life and death not only touched the many experiences that Jingfu accumulated while walking in Shensang Realm these days, but also evoked Jingfu’s indigestion and had to accumulate when Jinghaojie presided over the establishment of the small underworld. Many accumulations, including the background accumulated between life and death before and after Jing Fu's reincarnation.

It can be said that the cycle of life and death caught in Jingfu's eyes at this moment is actually more like a spark than anything else, completely igniting all of Jingfu's known and unknown backgrounds, and piled up thicker and bigger scenes for him. the power of.

In the midst of the cycle of life and death, there was a layer of wisdom light and immeasurable light shining in the void behind Jingfu's head, and when these wisdom lights and immeasurable light were flourishing, a nine-story pagoda with a thick aura and deep abyss turned out silently, and stood on top of Jingfu's head. stand still.

The collisions of life and death are drawn by the invisible will, and wave after wave washes against the Ziqing Linglong Pagoda, just like tides rushing onto the beach one after another.

Every time life and death are handed over, the remnant souls contained in the Ziqing Linglong Pagoda are also contaminated by vitality and death, wandering between life and death.

But these remnant souls are protected by Jing Fu after all, even if the impact is too great, they can easily shake their minds and minds, but they are often pulled back by the lotus platform under them when they are about to collapse.

After a while, the remnant souls who finally caught a ray of clarity recited the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra".

The sound of chanting was intermittent at first, and only a few words came out from the Ziqing Linglong Pagoda. After a while, these chanting sounds finally merged into one.

The complete and clear "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra" is combined with the "Pharmacist Liuliguang Tathagata Original Vow Merit Sutra" that comes from the wind, and it will attract those who are attracted by the "Medicator Liuliguang Tathagata Original Vow Merit Sutra". The luck of the human race in Shensang Realm converges around Jingfu and becomes part of the force that drives Jingfu.

Jing Fu, who was sinking in the sedation, was faintly aware of it, but he was not distracted at all. He only gathered the power of the three bodies, held a single thought, and contemplated the infinite mystery of the cycle of life and death.

The golden crow gradually sank to the other side of the mountain, the sky was filled with magnificent and bright sunset glow, and there was a circle of round white quietly embedded in the sky in the east, but it was the time when the sun and the moon were rotating.

At this moment, Ming Liang Daxiu opened his eyes and looked at Jing Fu over there.

Jing Fu also woke up at this time.

Whether it is the breeze surrounding him that reveals the will of heaven and earth in the Shensang world, or the aura of Bodhi that hangs down from the linden tree seedlings behind him, or even the light of wisdom and immeasurable light that spread out behind his head, Including the purple and blue exquisite pagoda above his head, the moment he woke up, they all restrained their own light and fell silent obediently.

Mingliang Daxiu could sense that there were many complicated eyes coming from all over the world, locking on the young monk.

But the monk Jingfu, who had only dealt with him once, didn't even look out of the corner of his eye. He still lowered his eyelids and only looked at his own outstretched hand.

where the fingers...

When Mingliang Daxiu moved his eyes to Jing Fu's fingers, he couldn't help but shrink his pupils, his eyes were complicated.

At Jing Fu's fingertips, at some point, a drop of crystal clear water stopped.

The water drop is very ordinary, it is not divine water, nor is it strange water, it doesn't even have any superficial aura, it is just ordinary water.If it wasn't for Mingliang's own pair of naked eyes to see clearly and only rely on his spiritual sense to observe and sense from a distance, he would definitely not have noticed it.

But when Mingliang Daxiu really saw the drop of water, he couldn't easily take his eyes off the drop of water.

On the other side, Qian Zhao Daxiu, who had just woken up, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and then compromised and turned his head in the direction of Mingliang Daxiu, "Am I not mistaken? Didn't the little monk use a drop of ordinary water?" Evolve all beings in the world?"

Mingliang Daxiu shook his head, and then answered him with the same deep voice after a while, "You read that right, things are just as you see them."

Qianzhao Daxiu paused for a moment, then slowly turned his head back, staring fixedly at the little monk's hand, which was obviously ordinary, but reflected a complete small world, the evolution of living beings, the water droplets that cycled life and death, and remained silent for a long time down.

After a long time, he let out a long breath of foul air, and there was no other movement.

Jing Fu is also carefully watching the water drops on his fingertips, blocking other people, and only communicates with the inner demon body and the deity in the world of the sea of ​​consciousness.

This time's comprehension, after careful study, actually cannot directly improve the state of Jingfu.After all, the three bodies of Jingfu are all walking the path of seeing the self and polishing the heart.

What Jing Fu gained from this life-and-death inspiration was more coping methods, a broader horizon and more profound knowledge and wisdom.

Jing Fu himself could not be more clear.

After discussing for a while, the deity of Jingfu still practiced quietly in the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, and the demon body still devoted himself to the subconscious cultivation in the sea of ​​consciousness and the starry sky, leaving only the Buddha body to control the physical body and take care of many chores outside.

Jing Fu withdrew his hand and let the drop of water fall to the ground.

Mingliang, Qianzhao and the others couldn't be as casual as he was, and couldn't stop staring at the drop of water.

When the water drop hit the ground, it aroused a large wave of inspiration. When the inspiration hit and collided, only the last bit of life lingered in the depths of the soil was like swallowing a mouthful of elixir. The negligible anger exploded quickly, swallowing the dead energy beside him in one gulp.

The withered seeds immediately became plump and mellow, sprouted again in an instant, drilled out of the soil on the top, stretched their bodies, and showed their existence to the world.

But in an instant, a piece of fresh green spread around the location where the drop of water fell.

Seeing this, Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and others couldn't help gasping.

They couldn't understand why that place was divided into a dead zone by their decision.They don't know if the two patriarchs Mingliang and Qianzhao have such means, but what they can be sure of is that, not to mention their group of people, even those Xuanxian great venerables who have passed away can't do this. .

Jing Fu didn't care much about them, after he withdrew his hand, he glanced at where the breeze was.

The breeze quietly pressed back to the corner of Jing Fu's sleeve.

Jing Fu turned back to look at the linden tree saplings, and the linden tree saplings shrunk their roots from the soil, shrunk them into Jing Fu's sleeve pockets, and disappeared.

But the light of wisdom, the immeasurable light behind Jing Fu's head, and the purple and blue exquisite pagoda above Jing Fu's head have already been withdrawn into Jing Fu's body before Jing Fu can express anything.

Therefore, when Jing Fu put away the linden saplings, he was the only one left standing there refreshingly.

Of course, there was also a heart lamp in front of him.

The setting sun completely sank to the other side of the mountain, and the sky was dimmed by the sunset glow, so the round white light became brighter and brighter.

In the gloom of night, Jing Fu raised his eyes and looked up, but instead of taking the heart lamp, he just stood up with a smile, saluted Ming Liang, Qian Zhao and others with his palms together, and sang the Buddha's name.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha. Everyone, do you want to come and sit down?"

Fu and Luohan turned their heads to look at the two disciples Huicheng and Huiyin who were still in the sedative state and did not wake up. They stood up and bowed back and forth, and responded from a distance, "Thank you Master Jingfu for your invitation. If you don't come out, you won't pass, and you can be a mage."

Jing Fu didn't force himself, he just smiled and responded with a few simple words, and then he took back Fu and Luo Han's attention.

For a short time, Fu and Luohan had no intention of turning back and continuing to deal with Jingfu, but Qianzhao and Mingliang were exactly what they wanted, but they made eye contact for a while, then turned to Jingfu and walked over.Only Hong Changxing was alone, and he hesitated a lot.

But when Hong Changxing showed up here, he was looking for Jing Fu.Now that Jing Fu invited him with his voice, it was difficult for him to respond.What's more, he didn't really think that the two obviously good monks who were surrounded by Ma Chaoyang and Duan Wuya among the heavenly monks in Shensang Realm would not be able to find him.

So after hesitating for a moment, Hong Changxing also came out from the hiding place.

Jing Fu saluted these visitors again, then raised his hand to greet them, "Please sit down."

Qianzhao and Mingliang Daxiu bowed first and found a place to sit down.Ma Chaoyang and the others followed Qianzhao and Mingliang's big repair movements, and sat around them one by one.

After all, Hong Changxing was the only one with different identities, so he was more cautious, avoiding the group of Qianzhao and Mingliang and sitting on the other side of Jingfu.

Not knowing how Jing Fu moved, the heart lamp placed in front of him jumped suddenly, and the light was brilliant, illuminating a bright place.

Under the light of the heart lamp, even the two Golden Immortal Daxiu, Qian Zhao and Ming Liang, could sense the faintly suppressed distractions in their family, let alone people like Ma Chaoyang, Duan Wuya and Hong Changxing?

For a moment, everyone's eyes unconsciously turned to the simple oil lamp.

Jing Fu sat down on the ground again.

He never cared too much about the eyes of Qianzhao, Mingliang and others cast on the heart lamp, he took out table, tea set and other things from his bag, and made a pot of tea.

Putting the tea cups to the front and back of the people, Jing Fu picked up the tea cups in front of him, invited everyone, then lowered his head slightly, and took a sip of the tea.

After the slightly hot tea entered his throat, it was just right to soothe his mind. Hong Changxing's eyes lit up, and he unconsciously drank most of a cup of tea, leaving only a thin layer at the bottom of the cup.

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