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A bright moon shines on the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree in Meiling Taoist Temple. The leaves are like Buddha's palms, gentle and gentle breathing in the world, and the treetops are like sharp swords, piercing the sky in the dark night.

The two people talking on the ginkgo tree were silent for a long time. Yi Tianxing slowly raised his head. He decided to try it. His face was firm: "Yin Guang is the great momentum. You and I don't know the battle between Mount Sumeru and the Pure Land of the West. But as a servant next to Amitabha Buddha, he must have other ideas. Why don't Master Ma Sheng consider my proposal?"

"What is temptation?" The voice of the old monk Meiling slowly floated out of the tree hole, with a few slight tranquility. "Every choice we make is actually just the seeds of your heart, and temptation is just a scoop of water poured on others."

Without waiting for Yi Tianxing to refute, he continued, "I have not reached the realm of enlightenment, and I have always had some things that I cannot let go of and leave, so I remained on this ginkgo tree, sucking the Buddha nature of the heavens, trying to become a Buddha, and protecting the world... And you also have things that I cannot let go, so I came to Meiling. The Bodhisattva has the seeds of the Bodhisattva in his heart, and you and I have the seeds of your own, so we can water them. Why should we care about other people's affairs and why should we blame others?"

"Obstinence is very harmful." Yi Tianxing has always believed in this. He looked at the tree hole and frowned and said, "If you want to bless the world, you must have your ideal enemy. Who is your enemy?"

The old monk Meiling was silent for a long time before slowly responding: "I pray for what the people want, and I wish the world peace."

Yi Tianxing said slightly: "The power of wishes is beautiful and you can do things that Buddhas can't do without any reason. How can you do it? Human beings are the ones that you hope to do, and I don't think there is anything wrong with this kind of domination." He frowned and asked, "What do you want the Buddha to point to the relics?"

The quiet voice of the old monk in Meiling sounded: "The Arhats have strong mind power. I took away their Buddha nature and destroyed their memory. I did not compete for the full merits, so I needed the Buddha's fingers to help me with my strength."

"If you swallow and digest it all, you can become a Buddha?" Yi Tianxing felt a little numb and a little cold on his scalp and scolded him.

The old monk in Meiling seemed to be telling a matter of course: "It is natural to conquer the Buddha and see the Buddha."

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Yi Tianxing was silent for a long time and shook his head in disappointment: "It's all vague thoughts. If you want to save the world, the method you use is to harm others. What's the saying?"

"It makes a little hardship, and the public enjoys peace."

"Wrong! Not to mention whether you can reach a balance of power with the Pure Land of the West after you become a Buddha in your body, just say..." Yi Tianxing said quietly: "Using non-correct means to achieve the correct goal will always be biased. I have different ideas from you, to save the world... Are those arhats in the heavens who have been demoted to the mortal world not one of the sentient beings?"

"Sacrificing oneself to see the Buddha is what the Arhats who serve the Buddha should do."

Yi Tianxing's face became calmer and calmer: "I said that the idea was different. The world is not an empty concept. It is composed of sentient beings, one grass, one tree, one bird, one beast, one man, one immortal, and a Bodhisattva Arhat. The world is not a collective consciousness, but a concrete existence. All sentient beings are equal, and the arhat is also one of the genus in the middle."

He stared at the ginkgo tree cave and said coldly: "If a room is not swept, how can the world be swept away? If a person is not saved, how can he save sentient beings? Even if trillions of people ask for aaron to die, he will not die, and he will not die."

"The Buddha sacrificed his body to feed the eagle, why should the Arhat cherish this body?" The old monk from Meiling sneered: "If it were me, I would have to take it happily."

Yi Tianxing looked at the tree hole quietly, the old but thin but extremely persistent cheek of the old monk at the entrance of the tree hole, and after a while, he said, "If you want to become a Buddha, I want to find a Buddha, everyone goes in the opposite direction. I have some understanding of your approach, but I will never accept it."

"The Buddha is gone." The old monk from Meiling sighed, but the message conveyed in his words was extremely firm.

Yi Tianxing frowned. He had no reason not to believe the feeling of this man of great power.

If the Buddha really can't be found again, what should I do?...or... really make another Buddha?

The old monk Meiling was a vampire hundreds of years ago, but he had already realized the idea of ​​equality of all living beings. After entering the mountain gate, he practiced it for hundreds of years. He was indeed a Buddhist son with great Buddhahood and roots.

Even if Yi Tianxing came to destroy him on this trip, he still felt a little admiration.

only……

A monk from the blood clan became a Buddha standing on the ground?

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The night wind came, and Yi Tianxing, who was never afraid of the cold, shivered, and the chill that rose deep in his heart occupied his whole body.

He didn't think that his previous thoughts were too much of ambition, nor did he think that the blood clan was born with filthy and evil things and could not inherit the Buddhist tradition. It was just that the golden rod in his hand suddenly shook, causing a thought to flash across his spiritual platform - as the conversation continued, the fighting spirit he had finally accumulated gradually became weaker.

He was fully prepared for his defense, but he was still gradually invaded by the spiritual power of the old monk Meiling!

Thinking of the many virtuous and kind-hearted Arhat Buddha natures, who are still imprisoned and swallowed by this person in the tree cave, and then thought that since the other party had already taken action, it would be impossible to convince him. Yi Tianxing gritted his teeth, his eyes flashed with golden eyes, and shouted: "Everyone is a Buddha! There are thousands of roads to becoming a Buddha, but you have chosen the wrong way!"

The old monk Meiling in the ginkgo tree cave giggled and said, "There are more than tens of millions of ways to become a Buddha. I will go my own. If two roads are intertwined, it will be clear who the blue and gray bricks are covered with!"

With this shout, an extremely powerful spiritual power suddenly released from the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree!

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"The practitioners tie the void inside the mind and body, the so-called mouth, nose, throat, throat, eyes, chest, abdomen, etc., and know that color is the annoyance of the people, and emptiness is no trouble, so the mind is happy and empty. If the mind is in color, it will be in emptiness, and the mind will turn soft. Let the void inside the body gradually become wider, and you will see the body as a lotus root and hole. The practice turns to the advantage, and see that the body is empty and there is no color. The external color is also the same, and the internal and external void are the same. At that time, the mind is in the void, and it is infinite and powerless, and you will leave the color and think and hide and happy; like a bird in the bottle, the bottle can be broken out, soaring in the void, without any touch. This is called the first colorless concentration..."

Two years ago, when the Tianjiao formation in the back garden of Guiyuan Temple was launched, countless sufferings appeared.

At that time, when my ancestors passed on the scriptures orally, Yi Tianxing smiled and realized it, so he could block the five consciousnesses and escape.

Today I am coming to Meiling. I am afraid that the old monk in Meiling is very aggressive in his mental attacks. Yi Tianxing is ready.

Gently put the golden stick across his knees, he gently scattered his tail with three fingers in his left hand, and his right hand was one palm in front of him, his eyes were observed, his nose was observed, and his nose was recited lightly, and he kept the spiritual platform indifferently.

The old monk's huge spiritual power, like a heavy rain, seemed to have a harmonious shape and a fierce killing, gushing towards Yi Tianxing, who was sitting outside the ginkgo tree.

Yi Tianxing sat on the tree with a golden stick across the front, as if he had entered a state of meditation, and he had all his spiritual consciousness into the spiritual platform, like a small boat, up and down the waves, as if he would be destroyed anytime and anywhere.

But he does not move, his body does not move, his heart does not move, just like a candle that receives the wind, although it is dull, there is no sign of extinction.

He is supporting and waiting.

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A bleak red light suddenly ignited at the foot of the mountain. Mo killed him, but Yi Tianxing knew nothing. He didn't know even more that before Prince Job died, he threw the Buddha's finger relics he carried with him into the sky.

With a snap of his fingers, Yi Tianxing felt a slight relief in his spiritual sense and his body suddenly felt light. He frowned and looked upwards, and saw a brass light shining towards the heavy night sky!

Although he didn't know that the copper finger contained the Buddha's finger relics, the spiritual platform felt a sense of consciousness. He frowned and screamed, and his body broke through the air and wanted to grab the Buddha's finger flying towards the night sky.

Buddha refers to the focus of everyone's snatch.

Yi Tianxing swept up the ginkgo tree quickly, and the scenery in front of him deformed and fell to the ground. In the blink of an eye, his figure had already floated through the tree hole where the old monk in Meiling lived.

A face full of wrinkles, thin, lonely, compassionate, perseverance, and all kinds of emotions floated in front of me.

The face of the old monk in Meiling.

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The old monk in Meiling opened his dry lips slightly, and a scripture was slowly chanted.

The old monk Meiling closed his eyes, his eyes soft and moist, and he looked at Yi Tianxing and said softly: "A meditation and a moon, and every movement will surely be a Tathagata." His right palm pointed his index finger gently at the sky, and pointed his straight towards the bright moon, with one hand slightly inward, and his index finger gently at himself.

As soon as the scripture came out, Yi Tianxing suddenly felt his body pause. The moonlight spread out seemed to contain some magic power, which secretly stuck to his castration! The fallen scenery in front of him suddenly stopped, and he floated in front of the tree hole, and it was difficult to fly into the sky anymore.

He groaned, and the sky fire gushed out of the soles of his feet invisibly, making a sound, and used a powerful momentum to fight against the spirit of the old monk Meiling!

A creaking sound came from the night sky, as if two extremely domineering forces were tearing.

Yi Tianxing's heavenly fire momentum was exactly balanced with the meditation and spiritual power of the old monk Meiling at this time, so he was floating in the night sky directly in front of the tree hole, and he could clearly see the old monk's appearance.

The old cassock and wrinkles on his face were somewhat similar to the dress of his ancestors in the back garden, but the aura of the two was completely different. The ancestors were arrogant and arrogant, while the old monk Meiling had a round and pure Buddhist aura.

The old monk from Meiling started to recite the Zen thoughts, and the moonlight was like water, which trapped Yi Tianxing.

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The Buddha nature of the Arhats in Mount Sumeru has not been digested by this blood monk, so his robbery of the Buddha's finger must be related to this matter.

Thinking of the tragic fate of the Arhats, Yi Tianxing became cruel and bit his teeth, shouted violently. The golden stick in his hand suddenly became longer and thicker. He flipped his right hand, raised his stick and hit him straight towards the head of the old monk Meiling in the tree hole!

The golden stick was raised, and the bright moon was lost. The power between heaven and earth seemed to be condensed to the tip of the stick.

"One righteousness is unparalleled in the country."

The old monk Meiling's eyes were bright and bright. He looked directly at the golden stick coming towards him, chanting Master Guanxiu's poems, and was amazed. He gently flipped his right hand and gently covered his flesh palm in front of him.

When the flesh palm is pushed, it looks like a Buddha's palm comes towards you!

Yi Tianxing felt a strong wind blowing his face, and it made him feel painful. He screamed strangely and fell along the ginkgo tree on his head and feet!

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After falling for dozens of meters, his waist twisted, and the golden stick turned around his waist in his hand, and the golden light shone hard into the ginkgo tree!

A sniffle sound is extremely smooth and crisp.

The extremely thick ginkgo tree broke from it!

What a terrible golden knife!

Yi Tianxing's toes slightly, his body floated back quickly... and then he saw an incredible scene.

The ginkgo tree that was originally falling in Titicaca had already fallen into a huge inclination. In Yi Tianxing's eyes, several taller trees growing below had been cut off... But Yi Tianxing blinked, but found that the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree was still in front of him.

Standing straight and heading straight for the clouds!

Looking at the towering ginkgo tree, Yi Tianxing was stunned. He thought of the Buddhist palm of the old monk Meiling just now, and quickly touched his face and found nothing abnormal.

It turns out... everything is an illusion.

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The Buddha's palm is fake like a knife, the ginkgo tree is fake, and the tree hole is naturally fake. Is the old monk real or fake? If they are all fake, where will he live?
To be continued...