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Chapter 248 The golden body is buried in a world, and the burial place of all living beings cannot b

The endless black mist floats in the Nine Nether Yin River, and the Penglai Starship exudes the starlight and bathes in it.
The ship armor was filled with divine light, extremely brilliant, as if a god was living in it, emitting the pressure to suppress everything in the endless and strange Yin River.
However, this pressure caused a fierce spirit holding an umbrella, and her dress was stained with blood, just like the law of the Nine Netherworlds.
Although it is a little weak, it still falls into the Yin River, like the divine soil!
Qian Chen looked at the starship crossing the Yin River and showed a sneer...
"I offended me, Qian Chen, and I still want to leave!"
Xin Hengping held a mirror in his hand to reflect the golden body of the Buddhist sect, illuminating everything from the golden body to the bones, meridians and internal organs. Even many traces of the golden body practiced Buddhism were revealed.
Yi Da randomly imprinted a piece of scripture on the side. This is the residual chapter of the scripture practiced by the old monk. If it is put into Middle Earth, it can create a small Taoist tradition!
Penglai occupied a continent in the past and was extremely powerful. Xu Fu was even more scheming and deliberately cultivated many inheritances on Penglai. The Buddhist and Taoist schools were all demon sects, and then they collected many sources of Taoism and flowed into Penglai, gathered them with the Jin people to suppress the fortune of Penglai.
This way to avoid being the dominant one's own business is too eye-catching.
However, Penglai himself did not know how many Taoist sects were controlled by Xu Fu in addition to their own sects.
Penglai didn't even know how many of Xu Fu's incarnation of the ancestors of various sects were. Many times, other major sects in Penglai Province clashed with Penglai, and Xu Zu would not come forward, which caused Penglai to suffer a lot.
Therefore, Penglai is now paying great attention to cultivating its own branch Taoist tradition.
With such a broken scripture today, Penglai will find an inner disciple to go out to establish a sect and then leave various means to control it!
"This golden body is so broken, but it still contains a trace of immortality. The Buddhist Dharma is indeed extraordinary!"
Yi Dabu buckled the pottery jar and emitted a deep, clear and long syllable, like a pottery bell, with a smell of silence and purity, and was not eroded by the laws of Jiuyou!
"This pottery jar is a transformed treasure... I'm afraid it's the treasure of sitting in the jar that has been passed down from Buddhism, but unfortunately it's already broken!"
Yi Da saw at a glance that the pottery jar had transformed into the Nine Nether Law, so he could no longer be eroded by Nine Nethers.
It seems that the ability of this Buddhist golden body to be preserved so well in the Yin River is not the result of the golden body with one force, and the contribution of this pottery jar is not small.
The Mingbao is Qian Chen said before that the magic weapon that was buried in the Fengshui treasure land was replaced by the Nine Netherworld Law. Like the ghost treasure, it is an extremely strange magic weapon.
Xin Hengping was a little hesitant. In this way, this pottery jar is a good longevity material. If it is intact, it may bring about vitality to the body and forcefully prolong life.
But it is broken in the end!
Otherwise, the Xu family's children might be tempted and buried in a pottery jar, which would be difficult for him to stop them.
After all, the Xu family's status in Penglai is too special, and they don't take the sects seriously! Because Penglai is just Penglai, and many of the Xu family have branches in Penglaizhou, many of which hold real power.
The customs of Penglai and Middle-earth are similar. Who doesn’t bury a coffin by a serious person?
Yida scraped out a layer of dark golden mud from the bottom of the tank, twisted it with his hands, and nodded slightly, "The golden body was eroded and peeled off the golden lacquer. The nourishment of this Mingbao pottery jar is like the golden mud stored in the cellar for thousands of years. It is the best material for shaping talismans, and can be used to write the real talisman of the Tianfu!"
"In the Demonic Way, it is even more supreme treasures that refine certain gods and demons. You must leave some points for Xu Zu..."
He carefully put Jinni away a little, and a smile appeared on his face.
Fu Mo, who can depict the real talisman of the Heavenly Mansion, cherished him very much. In the past, Xu Shaoweng said that he wanted to refine Qian Chen into six real talismans in the Heavenly Mansion. Most of them were just talking big. The talisman materials on his body could only draw four sets of real talismans in the Heavenly Mansion.
With the probability of failure, it is considered good luck to be able to brand two pieces!
With this golden clay talisman, they have made a good trip this time...
The remaining lower layer of gold mud with a slightly worse quality was refined by Yi Da. A ball of Nanming Lihuo ignited in his hand, and actually refines the decaying gold mud into gold liquid. He suddenly used his great power to turn stones into gold!
The golden liquid drops are the origin of the golden body, and he poured it back into the golden body.
With the golden liquid coated with a layer, although the golden body is still thin, its body surface is much brighter, and the golden body has finally regained its immortality.
The reason why the stones are turned into gold is one of the great supernatural powers by means of not focusing on killing is that these methods are related to the way of creation, and are one of the pre-level supernatural powers that mediate creation.
Therefore, Yida has such a special status among the gods who transformed into the Penglai.
It even has a little bit of equality with Penglai's Yuanshen True Immortal...
It is because he mastered such great powers and had the posture of a alchemist!
When turning stones into gold, the lower ones are just real illusions. When changing the nature of things, the middle ones begin to involve the way of creation, while the upper ones involve the supreme pursuit of the two paths of immortality, the creation and immortality.
When stones are turned into gold, the gold in it is not only metal gold, but also the immortal nature.
Turning stones into gold is to transform physical properties and achieve immortality. It is an extremely superior method of immortality, so it is a great supernatural power.
If this magical power is not the way of creation and has no ability to kill, the thirty-six great magical powers of Tiangang are of the name!
Xin Hengping completely penetrated the golden body with his dazzling mirror. He stared at the misty light on the blue lamp and suddenly spoke: "I just saw that the blue lamp next to the golden body had not yet disappeared, so I knew that this golden body was different!"
"Because the blue lamp burns the Buddha nature, the Buddha nature is immortal, and the blue lamp is immortal. And the soul of the fellow Taoist will not be extinguished!"
As soon as this said, the Penglai Elders next to them looked stunned, and some people couldn't believe it: "Sank to the Nine Nether Yin River for ten thousand years, even the soul will inevitably be destroyed. How can it last until now?"
"If you transform into a god, I'm afraid you won't last for three days! Even the true immortal of the Yuanshen cannot support immortality for thousands of years!"
Several elders were incredible.
Xin Hengping said calmly: "You can support you for thousands of years, all depends on the two treasures around you. The green lamp in front of the Buddha will never fade, protect your spirit! And this dark treasure pottery jar is made by burial and inducing the transformation of the Nine Nethers. It can resist the invasion of the Nine Nethers and protect your body!"
"And fellow Taoist was afraid that it was not after the extinction, and was swept into the Nine Nether Yin River...but its own world declined and fell into Guixu, and had to go into the pottery jar and be wiped out!"
Looking at the golden body that was plated with a layer of gold, but was still dead and silent, without any fluctuations.
Xin Hengping suddenly took action and pointed it on its heavenly spirit: "Your relics are in the skull! Fellow Taoist, do you really want me to force you?"
A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in the golden body's eyes, and the blue lamp suddenly lit up beside him shone in its eyes.
The mummy corpse with his head bowed slowly raised his head and recited the Buddha's name: "I am already a dead man, why should the donor urge me?"
"My little world in Huazang has been destroyed after 48,000 disasters!"
"One hundred thousand Buddhist disciples have entered the extinction... All kinds of faiths and wish to enter into my remains so that I can achieve a golden body! There are also four Pure Lands in the world to worship the Eternal Bright Lantern, the Nirvana Tank, the Huayan Treasure Tree, and the wonderful golden body... Combined with the power of all kinds of Pure Lands, the Great Sutra of the Tripitaka into my body!"
"I voluntarily follow the desolation of Huazang World and float away from the Nine Netherworlds, just to bury my Huazang sentient beings... to make a Buddha monument!"
"In the Guixu Tribulation, the Nirvana of the Imperial Celestial Celestial Celestial Celestial Celestial Celestial Tree is lost... I am leaving only my old body, a broken jar, and a green lamp... falling from the Nine Netherworld Yin River, I miss the sentient beings in my world here!"
"In the past, someone told me... If a person dies, he will have three yin bodies. If the body dies, the upper yin falls down, and the soul will be reborn into the bardo... There is no memory in the human world, and if the cause and effect is gone, the lower yin will disappear!"
"Now I have...forgot Buddhism, destroyed thoughts, extinguished Buddha's heart, and lost my residual thoughts... just to remember the 26 billion sentient beings in the Huazang world, remember a world with their souls, and continued until I completely disappeared! This body..., the donor can take away external things, just ask... not to destroy this thought!"
The old monk told everything calmly and said that his soul was buried in a world and the sentient beings in his memory had no more value.
Therefore, we can give up the blue lamp and the broken jar, just to go through the last life and follow the silence of sentient beings!
But a strange light appeared in Xin Hengping's eyes and smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist has achieved the soul of the soul. Although he has been exhausted in the Nine Nether Yin River, the essence of the soul is immortal. Our sect has mastered the supreme means of creation, which may extend his life for the fellow Daoist! Why not just join this sect and leave the last incense for the Huazang world?"
The old monk sighed and said, "When the Huazang world was destroyed, many fellows had already fled to other worlds. How could they continue the incense of Taoism?" "Old... I... so I'm going to die with all living beings, because my heart is dead... Why should I live if my heart dies? Now I am not me, but just a memory and a memory!" The broken golden body seemed to have used up all her last strength, sighing slowly, staggering, and finishing this passage with great difficulty.
"So, fellow Taoist's memory preserves all the relics of the Huazang world. Since fellow Taoist has no intention of continuing the incense, why not give this treasure to me?"
"The scriptures of the Huazang world will be left forever with this sect. Wouldn't it satisfy your regrets?"
"Do you want... the scriptures?" The golden body said word by word, and it was difficult.
"It's a pity that I forgot the last scripture three thousand years ago... I wrote down the Huazang Tripitaka! But... in the years of nirvana, I actually felt that every grass, tree, flower, tree, smile, and greeting in that world is actually more worthy of memory than that scripture."
"So my soul... gradually weakens..."
"When I want to start slowly... forget... I chose... to start with those useless things..."
The old monk, who was like a mummy, showed a calm, calm, and indifferent smile with a hint of nostalgia, and said slowly: "So, I can no longer... recite a word!"
"Why don't you think about it carefully?" Xin Hengping's expression gradually became colder, and he said with his hands behind his back: "Otherwise, don't blame me for not being ignorant of the mercy!"
He reached out his hand and pointed his fingernails on the golden spirit, pierced into the scalp, touching the skull. A little bit of crystal clear as jade, which is different from other withered and quiet bones!
The old monk with golden body slowly closed his eyes, closed his hands together, and wanted to die. Although he could not think about it for a long time, he did not want the last Pure Land of his spiritual platform to be blasphemed.
Let's go there!
But at this moment, the layer of golden paint on his body was like tens of millions of long nails, piercing into his body, fixing all the magical aura. At the same time, Xin Hengping suddenly inserted his finger into the golden skull, and together, he completely blocked the relic Buddha bones.
"If you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"
Xin Hengping dug out the Sari Buddha bones and began to search for souls...
The old monk's little remnant thoughts calmly unfolded his soul.
A treasure is solemn, like a three-story pagoda, shining with Buddha's light, all the worlds in the world worship monks, without any disputes, the peaceful and beautiful world slowly unfolds like a painting, and every face is so vivid.
Whether this is the real appearance of the Huazang world is no longer important! But it is the Huazang in the memory of the old monk...
They greeted each other and started a new day as usual.
However, the white catastrophe fire had already ignited in the sky, and a finger pierced into the world like a pillar of heaven. As the catastrophe fire fell, no one was in pain, no one was afraid, and no wailing. It was just a faint thing, everything disappeared into the catastrophe fire.
Xin Hengping's divine thoughts broke into a pure land and tore open the Sutra Hall, but the scriptures were indeed as the old monk said, empty!
"Damn it! What he said was true!"
The angry Xin Hengping pinched the relic Buddha bones and completely wiped out everything therein.
All living beings?
What's the use of him asking for these sentient beings?
A wisp of blue smoke finally dissipated slowly, and the last trace of light fell...
Qian Chen's demonic consciousness also ended and entered the Sutra Hall. Seeing countless wordsless scriptures throwing into the catastrophe, the Nine Nether Laws represented by Qian Chen were like a funeral for the last memory of the entire world!
"Don't you care? Jiuyou cares!"
"So, Jiuyou also wants to make people bury the world's masterpiece of burial!"
A world dies at this moment, with memories, with thoughts, with smoke again and again...
In the dark and dark river, something swept across. Under the endless Nine Netherworld energy, something poured into the old monk's golden body like a tide.
That was recognized by Jiuyou, carrying the destruction of a world and carrying the tombstone of its past!
Xin Hengping twisted the Sari Buddha bones with a look of indifference. He was about to kick the golden body down when he suddenly saw a dry finger reaching in front of him. He gently picked up the Sari Buddha bones between his fingers at a speed that seemed slow but could not react at all.
The Buddha's corpse rose up and put the relics back into his skull!
Yes, there is no Buddha fruit in front of it, but after death, he has become a Buddha...
Because, the Nine Nethers recognize that it is sentient beings, and sentient beings are Buddhas!
The dry and decaying golden body slowly raised its head. The golden body that was originally plastered into gold quickly faded and turned into slightly black golden rust. Xin Hengping trembled all over, and his heart was crazy and quickly flew back to the depths of the starship.
But the Buddha's corpse only looked at the extinguished green lamp with regret, stretched out his dry hand, and picked it up!
Qian Chen pulled out a blood-red sickle and knocked on the starship door...
Chapter completed!
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