Сумрак - Глава 994.
Глава 156: Весенний Гром на Земле
() The mountain is a Buddha. It took him decades to build a mulberry. There is no Buddha on the surface of the cliff, and there are remnants in the depths. Rather than want to incarnate the bodhi tree, he will lead the Buddha and the Bodhisattva to come to believe in himself. Nor can it remain silent.
Буддийское сознание пришло из самой глубокой части утеса и вошло в его сердце.
«Я стал Буддой». Нин Цюэ сказал буддийское знание. Выражение его лица очень расслабленное, как будто он разговаривает со старым знакомым и говорит самые неприличные слова.
The Buddha said: “I am in all beings, you can’t find me, you can’t become a Buddha if you can’t kill me.”
Здесь Будда говорит о единственном истинном Будде на небе и на земле.
Ning Que knew that this was indeed the case, just as Hao Tian could not be killed in Hao Tian ’s world, then naturally in the Buddha ’s world, he would not be able to kill him, and even finding him would be impossible.
“Why is it so serious? I never thought that the inheritance of the Buddha and the secular emperor would have to go through a **** slaughter, and the Houlang tortured the Qianlang.”
Ning Que said with a smile: “You are a Buddha, it doesn’t prevent me from becoming a Buddha, because I don’t want to rule your world, I’m not Haotian, and I’m not interested in killing you. All I want is to leave.”
«Как ты можешь уйти?»
«Выиграв бизнес, вы можете стать Буддой на земле».
“How can we win the business?”
“You know what I know, look …”
Ning Quewang pointed to the giant boat on the river, extended his right index finger, and wrote a word to the boat.
Sang Sang was in his heart, and a sacred thought followed his fingers and fell on the giant boat.
Дерево бодхи на вершине пика начало раскачиваться, а листья бодхи синих и зеленых групп распространились на ветру, становясь более округлыми и широкими.
Нин Цюэ и Сан Сангсю - будды, и используемое средство - это единство неба и человека. Его тонкий смысл можно описать невербальными словами. Будда Нин Цюэ желает слиться с небесным сердцем Сан Санга.
Эта идея пришла в голову Будде на гигантском корабле.
Эта идея сказала Будде: ты должен мне поверить.
The Buddha naturally resisted these requests for blasphemy, his hands folded, his eyes closed to chant the scriptures, and he was struggling to support it. However, he couldn’t hold it for a moment, and he broke into countless light spots and disappeared on the ship.
At the next moment, the Buddha came to the bodhi tree on the top of the peak, sat on the bodhi leaf like a futon, and swayed up and down with the wind.
By this time, two Buddhas had been chosen by Ning Que as they wished to take the summit and became his followers. Each one of them came to their own heights and began to close their eyes and pray the scriptures. They sang Ning Que and praised Ning Que.
Ning Que only felt a faint but real power, and entered his body from the bodhi tree, making him calm and happy but feeling heavy shoulders. He understood that this was probably the power of faith.
Countless reincarnations, except for Haotian, only the Buddha knows how to collect and use the power of faith. The Confucius should have reached this level, but he is unwilling to do it, because the lack of the current state is far from enough to comprehend this level of magical power. , But he is now integrated with Haotian, naturally understand.
Affected by Sang Sang’s spiritual thoughts, before thinking, Ning Que closed her eyes and shattered the remaining Buddhist knowledge from the depths of the cliff, and then began to chant the sutra with the two Buddhas in the bodhi tree.
The Buddha was silent and did not know where he was going to the world. The big river was raging. The big ship struggled to move forward. He wanted to break the mountain and wanted to prevent Ning Que from becoming a Buddha, but he couldn’t reach the other side.
Because the Buddha on the other side is no longer the Buddha.
Time goes by constantly, because no one is watching, so I don’t know whether it is fast or slow. ——The bodhi tree that grew out of Ning Que ’s body became more and more luxuriant, and countless green leaves grew in countless branches, and the green leaves were like futons, and there were more and more Buddhas sitting on it, as if bearing fruits , Heavy, the harvest is really gratifying.
There are more than a few thousand Buddhas who have converted to Yi Ning. There is one more tree on the bodhi tree and one less on the boat. However, there are too many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the boat, and there is no change for the time being.
Ning Que didn’t know anything about her own affairs or years, and silently closed her eyes, scattered the lotus flowers, and supported the cliff stone at the top with her hands, and cultivated her own Buddha with Sang Sang.
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The world on the chessboard of the Buddha has passed for thousands of years, and the real world has also passed for three years. The time came to the first five years of the Tang Dynasty, and the rule of Xiling was 3454.
It was another year when chūn came, catkins were flying in the sky, peach blossoms in the Xiling Temple were blooming, cherry blossoms in the Dahe Kingdom were blooming, and small wild flowers in the wild grass in the wilderness were blooming, but the pear tree was not blooming.
«Это груша или железное дерево?» Люди на заднем холме академии, окруженные грушевым деревом у озера, смотрели на невосприимчивые деревья и листья и были очень раздражены.
За последние три года они пробовали все, что могли, и не смогли открыть шахматную доску Будды. Казалось, им оставалось только дождаться цветения груши, прежде чем они смогли войти в шахматную доску. Цветение и плодоношение, сколько людей могут прожить 500 лет?
The pear trees are not blooming, the peach blossoms in the meadow in front of the academy are not blooming, and there are very few flowers in the city of Chang’an. Because there is not much rain on chūn days this year, chūn thunders in the clouds, and the air is somewhat dry.
Thunder and thunder don’t rain. This thing is full of weirdness. Brothers stood on the stone steps in front of the main palace of the palace and looked at the increasingly dense clouds in the sky. They felt a little puzzled.
Suddenly, a thick lightning struck in the thick yīn cloud. The roar fell towards some place in the city. The shocked array naturally produced a sensation and gave out clear light.
The master’s figure was faint, and he immediately came under the Wanyan Pagoda, looked at the temple that was struck by this lightning, and looked at the Buddha statue that had become darkened, and vaguely understood something.
He came to the city wall and looked at Shino. He saw that the clouds seemed to cover the entire continent. From time to time, lightning fell, causing black smoke to be produced somewhere in the earth.
The black smoke starts from the Buddhist temples.
At the next moment, the brother returned to the back hill of the academy and came to the pear tree by the lake. He looked at the chessboard quietly for a long time, and his lips showed a sincere and happy smile.
«Брат улыбнулся!» Люди Хушаня были удивлены.
Over the years, the masters have been busy with national politics, preparing for wars, teaching new kings, and caring about the life and death of Ning Que in the chessboard. It is very hard. I haven’t laughed like this for a long time.
Everywhere chūn thunder blooms, there is still no rain.
The first three halls of the Lanke Temple have been destroyed by thunder, and the Buddha statues have collapsed, just like the debris of the top of the Washan Mountain, the stones of the mountains and valleys, and moss has been born overnight, exuding the breath of the sea breeze.
The monk watching the sea took the monk in the temple, kneeling on his knees and sitting in front of the remnant hall. His face was pale, he kept chanting Buddhist scriptures, and the blind monk realized the Tao, shouting like crazy, grabbing the moss on the mountain with his hand, Ho Ho hoars: “No, I feel wrong, something has to happen!”
On the cliff of the Xiling Temple, the Lord was sitting in a wheelchair, watching the clouds covering the sky, and the lightning that fell from time to time, and said, “Prepare for the big sacrifice, and welcome my Lord’s return.”
The war at the bottom of the tiankeng deep in Xihuang continues. The uprising serfs have grown to tens of thousands, fighting fiercely in the wilderness with nobles and monks and soldiers of the Hanging Temple.
The sound of arrows in the field was great, and the screams were one after another, bleeding everywhere, and death everywhere, and at this moment, a very thick lightning suddenly fell from the yīn cloud in the sky.
The lightning struck the Great Hall of Pavilion on the top of the peak accurately, and only heard a loud bang, the hall collapsed halfway, and the Buddha statue in the hall turned into black powder!
Jun Mo Heng Tiejian was in front of his chest, and the elders of the Seven Thoughts and the Discipline Academy were a few miles away with courtesy. Looking at the black smoke from the peak, he said indifferently: “Buddha is defeated, can you still win?” ”
After ten consecutive chūn thunders, there was more than ten consecutive chūn rains. This year’s chūn rain was not torrential, and it seemed extremely violent. It was washing the land ravaged by lightning.
The rain fell on the broken Buddha temple, on the broken Buddha statue, on the pale monks, and the remaining Buddha breath was washed more and more clean.
The mountain behind the academy was also raining. The green leaves of the pear tree hit by the rain crackled and then flowed down. Wet the chessboard under the pear tree and the people who had watched the chessboard for several years.
Brother Six was covered with drops of water. He swung the hammer violently and knocked down. With the action, those drops of water were shaken off the body and flew around like arrows.
They have been smashing the chessboard all these years, and they have been tired physically and mentally, but they never thought of giving up, let alone the master laughed, which means that the day when the chessboard was smashed is near.
The sound of hammer is also like chūn thunder, sweat is falling like rain.
One day, there was a soft sound on the chessboard.
At the position of the chessboard Tianyuan, a thin line appeared. This thin line is actually a crack. The crack is very small. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t find its existence.
One day, there was a soft sound in my mind.
Ning Que opened his eyes and looked at the big ship still sailing to the other shore. He was silent for a long time, then reached out to pluck the linden tree between his brows and smiled slightly.
Липа стала очень густой, и листья синих и зеленых гроздей, кажется, закрывают темный небесный купол, и нет никаких следов буддийского света, который мог бы проникнуть внутрь. На зеленых листьях сидят тысячи будд, которые имеют разные описания. Поза другая, но ему свято молятся.
The linden tree was already so huge, but he lifted it freely, and then took two steps to the side. At this time, Sang Sang also woke up and walked to him with a **** umbrella.
Ning Que inserted the linden tree somewhere on the peak.
Эта гора - Будда, черный и худой Будда в платье горничной по имени Санг Санг Будда.
The linden tree is inserted at the peak, like a flower inserted between the mulberry temples.
Ning Que looked back at Sang Sang and took her hand.
There is a small white flower among the temples of Sang Sang.
Dragon painting needs a finishing touch to wake up, and Buddha cultivation needs to hold flowers.
У Нин не было цветов, и он вставил волосы Санг Санга, так что Будда проснулся.
The small white flowers among the mulberry temples swayed in the wind, the linden tree on the peak swayed, and the buddhas sitting on the green leaves prayed to her with the Xuan Buddha.
Ning Que felt that business was flowing into himself and Sang Sang He laughed, and Sang Sang also laughed, so the Buddhas on the Bodhi tree also laughed.
Санг Санг постепенно улыбался, тихо, как вселенная, поэтому будды молчали.
Sang Sang looked indifferent and looked at all parts of the world, so the world was indifferent.
The countless buddhas and bodhisattvas on the big ship became a little confused.
Зеленый лев зарычал, но не смог устоять перед принуждением небесного Будды. С неохотным нытьем было трудно опереться на тело и встать на колени к вершине.
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(I forgot to write the number of chapters in the last chapter. When I updated last night, my eyes were really closed … In addition, some readers have always responded that the elephant’s nose has no bones. I know this. I borrowed it at the beginning of that chapter. Ning Que ’s mouth explained that in the next few chapters it was said that it is composed of broken bones. As for why it is necessary to write a bone nose? It is purely because of the need to fight the beautiful type.) (Unfinished. (), You Support is my biggest motivation.)