Civil strife in the West.

But I saw beacons rising everywhere.

Blood is everywhere, and the Buddha's country is dark.

The Buddha Emperor of Lingshan returned and suppressed the audience.

The Buddhist practitioners of the Buddha knew they were defeated and exploded and died one after another.

Their faces were filled with joy and calmness, without any fear.

It seems like death is a kind of enjoyment, and it is even a little impatient, extremely abnormal and demonic.

"Welcome to the Buddha Emperor!"

Countless Buddhist practitioners cheered respectfully.

The Buddha Emperor in Lingshan sighed and felt compassion for all living beings.

"Report to Master!" A white-clothed Bodhisattva flew in the distance.

"As you expected, as soon as you left, these fallen Buddhist practitioners couldn't help but call themselves Heifutu. They heard the sound of demons outside the realm and wanted to subvert the orthodox Western heaven."

The Buddha Emperor of Lingshan said lightly: "They are also pitiful people, their minds are unstable, and they are obsessed with the path of the evil Buddha in the Buddha, so that good and evil are reversed, and black and white are reversed. You burn their remains and buried them well."

"yes!"

The Bodhisattva in white nodded.

The Buddha Emperor of Lingshan said again: "The Jialan world has been saved."

"Wangyou, these three people are all heroes who save the world. You will bring them into the Mahayana treasure house and reward a holy weapon with the law of fate."

After that!

The Buddha Emperor in Lingshan soars into the sky.

The golden body is like the sun, shining on the Buddha's kingdom.

In the sky, there is an illusory spiritual mountain.

This is the essence of the Buddha Emperor. According to legend, he is not a human race, but a jade mountain.

The ancient Buddha of Lanlan sat in Yushan, recited scriptures day and night, and preached to the Buddha realm. Over time, the mountain became spiritual, became a Foshan, and eventually became a human.

The angry king of King Ming admired: "The Buddha Emperor suppressed the sky and wiped out all evil spirits. Hei Futu would never dare to cause trouble. The Western heaven will surely prosper forever."

Qin Li looked at Lingshan and suddenly felt calm in his heart: "I am worthy of being the Buddha Emperor. Just by just a glimpse of the style of Lingshan, I can have wisdom in my mind and calm in my heart."

Bodhisattva Forgetful Worship smiled and said, "Everyone has a spiritual mountain in his heart, which is the most sincere conscience. As long as the six senses are pure, you can see it."

"So Master has always advocated that you can see the nature and become a Buddha."

Qin Liyaran, the old master of God once said that everyone has a hell in their hearts, and they must learn to use it, rather than be swallowed up.

In fact, this is similar to the thoughts of Buddha Emperor Lingshan.

"You guys follow me!"

Bodhisattva Forgetful Worship is wearing a white monk's robe.

His face is as beautiful as a jade, gentle and gentle as a kind of serene peace.

But his eyes were closed and he never opened his eyes from beginning to end. To be honest, he felt a little arrogant and impolite.

King Wuzha Ming saw Qin Li’s doubts and explained: “Don’t blame fellow Taoist, Bodhisattva Forgetful Worry is the first disciple of the Buddha Emperor. He practices ‘closing eyes’ and emphasizes not seeing the light, seeing the light of the mind, breaking the confusion, and breaking the appearance of the color.”

Qin Li suddenly realized.

He has heard of keeping his mouth shut.

According to legend, the Buddha kept silent for thousands of years and was almost mute.

Until he became the true emperor, he revealed the six-character mantra, and the sound of Buddha spread to the world.

I believe this eye-closing Zen is also a peerless supernatural power. When you open your eyes, you will definitely shock the heavens and look down on everything.

"please!"

Bodhisattva Forgetful Worry leads.

The group of people flew away with it.

The Buddha world is very large, with magnificent construction and varied visions.

Unfortunately, the bronze plague destroyed everything, the peaks were rusty and the valleys cried. Although the Buddha Emperor in Lingshan suppressed the sky, the evil clouds in the sky did not dissipate.

"This is the Mahayana Treasure House!"

Bodhisattva Forgetful Worship pointed to a golden temple in front of him.

"Whether you can gain something by storing holy Buddha tools in it depends on your chance."

boom!

Open the portal.

Endless holy light comes.

There is a world in the Golden Palace.

The vital energy inside is rich, the spiritual veins are like dragons, and the mountains are green and green.

There are hundreds of suns hanging high above the sky, exhaling vitality and bursting out holy light. They are all holy weapons, and there are even holy king weapons and great holy weapons.

The holy weapon has spirits.

Monks choose objects.

In fact, the holy artifact is also choosing people.

Qin Li and others are all people with deep blessings.

King Angry King obtained a nine-street cassock, draped it over his body, and was majestic and domineering.

Moonlight Bodhisattva obtained the twelve-grade moon wheel lotus platform, sat upright on it, hang down the moonlight, and formed the defense of the Holy Buddha.

The Demon Buddha obtained a Bodhi Zen Staff, which was a great holy weapon. It is said to be the branches of the Bodhi Holy Tree, which were integrated into various treasures and sacrificed. Now he actively recognized the master and was a fate method.

"Fellow Taoist!"

"Why don't you choose?"

Bodhisattva Forgetful Smiling as the wind, he said:

"You are extraordinary and extraordinary, and many holy tools express your intention to choose the master."

Qin Li had no interest and swept the Mahayana treasure house and asked, "I heard that a saint of Taihua was born in the Qianyuan Great World, and his body was shattered after his death. His eyes were taken away by the Buddha."

Hearing words.

The angry king was stunned:

"How are you interested in eyeballs?"

Qin Li smiled and said, "I'm just curious about the means of the Saint Taihua."

"Actually, I'm curious too." Bodhisattva Wangyou spread his hands and revealed a golden bead.

Round, golden, imprinted with immortal marks, flawless and holy, it is Qin Li's cave mysterious divine eyes, and his eyes extinguished the divine beauty.

"Master said that this is an immortal eye, the only one in the world, and can see things that ordinary people cannot see, so I give it to me, hoping that after refining, I will be able to be enlightened and complete the practice of eye-closing Zen."

"Since fellow Taoists like it, I can only give up my love."

"Thank you!"

Qin Li was grateful in his heart.

In the end, he obtained the divine eyes.

"Everyone, I will arrange a residence for you."

The white clothes of Forget-Wretch Bodhisattva are fluttering, and there is a kind of tranquility and beauty.

Everyone left with him.

soon.

Come from a city.

Traffic and auspicious as clouds.

Millions of Buddha cultivation gather here, making it prosperous and lively.

"This is Luoye Buddha City, a place where the Buddha world entertains the guests."

Bodhisattva Forgetful Worship arranged everyone in the city lord's mansion. This city has temporarily become the property of Qin Li and others and can be freely allocated.

Qin Li couldn't help but sigh that the West is rich.

After some greetings.

Everyone parted.
To be continued...