Chapter 915 Six-character mantra

  The mighty Zen sound echoed in the sky, with a trance and enlightenment, and there seemed to be a sigh.

  Om!

  Buddha reached out to his palms, and Ji Zhang's five fingers glowed with full and round rays of light, slowly pressing down, seemingly slow, but seemed to fill the heavens and the earth.

   shrouded all the nine thunder dragons intertwined vertically and horizontally.

   Kaka Kaka!

   At this moment, the void seems to have become a piece of paper that can be ravaged by others. It stretches, expands, and expands again with the horizontal pressure of the giant palm.

   Accompanied by unbearable moans, under everyone's gaze, the sky is moving at a speed beyond anyone's imagination.

   is spread out layer by layer and quickly opened.

   In a trance, the void blooms like a lotus flower, and the blossoming petals are the multiple dimensions of space, which either overlap or interweave with each other.

   Differentiation and growth, violent growth, expansion, seemingly inexhaustible.

   Hoohoo!

   In the hunting wind, Meng Tongtong was stunned in his heart, and in a trance, he only felt that the 'one giant lotus' was filled with empty space.

   Shengsheng circled the nine thunder dragons in it!

Roar!

  The roars of thunder dragons above the petal 'lotus' shook the sky, bursting out thunderous fluctuations like destroying the sky and destroying the earth, tearing the void one after another.

  However, the lotus flower is born with the destruction, and the thunder is like a sea, fierce and monstrous, but it is still unable to penetrate the infinite void, and it is compatible with other thunder dragons that seem to be close at hand.

   abruptly blocked the transformation of ‘Nine Heavens Divine Thunder’.

   "The universe in the sleeve?!"

  Xuanxiao looked back at the numerous 'petals' that rose up around him, his heart trembled, and it was even more incredible.

  70,000 years ago, although he had never fought against this Taoist Bodhisattva, he had also seen the scene of this Taoist man taking away all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of Sumeru with one sleeve.

   However, the bodhisattvas, the Buddha, are powerful, but they are individuals independent of heaven and earth, while Jiuxiao Thunder is attached to the great road of heaven and earth.

   All formations and supernatural powers cannot act on the thunder, and it is even more impossible to be blocked by the void, because the void is a part of heaven and earth.

   At this moment, he can no longer perceive the outside world. The layers of void cut off his connection with the world, and even he can no longer perceive the ubiquitous inspiration that pervades the world!

  If the universe in the sleeve has such power, how could the Bodhi Daoist be defeated by the hands of the old Buddha Nasumi seventy thousand years ago?

   "I, was calculated..."

  Thousands of thoughts turned to the end, turning into a bitter sigh, Xuan Xiao's mind gradually calmed down, and he looked at the earth-shattering events that were taking place in the world without any sorrow or joy.

  Om!

  The grand Buddhist sound of Chan singing and the roar of the rolling thunder dragon are intertwined in the sky.

  Under the ancient Bodhi tree, which became clearer and clearer, Gautama gazed down, but ripples appeared in his heart.

  The moment the ancient Bodhi tree appeared in the world, a great enlightenment suddenly rose in his heart, and he felt that his thinking had climbed to a very high point uncontrollably.

   Looking down at himself at the moment from an endlessly lofty perspective, all confusions have been swept away, and all the difficulties of practice in the past have also been dissipated.

   In the subtleties that no one can see, deep in his soul, the 'swastika' Buddha seal that had guided him for eight hundred years also completely dissipated and merged into his primordial spirit.

   turned into his deepest background.

   This is an unprecedented great creation. First, it is a gift from 70,000 years ago, a sea of ​​supernatural powers that a giant of the world has cultivated throughout his life.

   One is that the most amazing and talented giant in the world is like a beacon, guiding his own practice over the past eight hundred years.

   And these two, under the illumination of a powerful supernatural power beyond his imagination at this time, gradually merged, summarized, and turned into him being independent of the two and incomparably in line with his own path.

   At this moment, he saw the essence of the ancient Bodhi tree, and saw a corner of the powerful supernatural power that uplifted his thinking, cognition, and integrated his lifelong practice.

  'Dayan Tiantong'!

"this is…"

  Xuan Xiao was shocked and surprised at the same time, he held the Nine Heavens Thunder Dragon with one hand, his eyes were calm and condensed, and his fingers were closed, and he also responded to Xuan Xiao's doubts, surprised:

   "Buddha in the palm of your hand!"

  Boom!

   Five fingers pinched together, but it was as terrifying as an ancient and difficult pillar toppling over. The endless smoke and dust were instantly evacuated, setting off a wave of terrifying ripples above the ten thousand miles of sky.

  Whoa!

   Xuan Xiao stood in the void, and there seemed to be a sound of running water beside his ears. He raised his head woodenly, and all he saw was a golden ocean.

   That, not water, nor mana.

   is an extremely complicated golden pattern, such as a talisman, like a pattern, and like the texture of the legendary law.

  As the extremely complex golden patterns are constantly intertwined in the void, the sound of the Buddha seems to be real, and at the same time as the giant lotus blooms, it resounds in the hearts of all who witness this scene.

   No matter where you are, no matter what your cultivation level is, everyone who witnesses this scene will hear this magnificent and inconceivable sound of the Buddha.

  Om!

  The mighty Buddha sound echoed in the void, calmly and irresistibly drowned out the nine thunder dragons that roared but could not be united.

   also put the woody but bitter Xuan Xiao into his palms.

   "Good, good!"

   Putting his palms together, Gautama looked merciful and looked around with his eyes. The mighty Buddha Chan chanting penetrated the boundless void at the speed of the world and resounded throughout the world:

   "Om!

Well!

Woolen cloth!

  Bah!

mum!

  hum! "

   This is a Buddhist sound chanting that has never appeared in this world, and its appearance has inspired terrifying celestial phenomena beyond anyone's imagination.

   Just a moment.

  Dazhou, Nanzhan, Four Seas and Four Continents, Emperor Court, Sumeru, Demon Realm, Sea of ​​Blood… all resounded, and their sounds were flat, but more moving than the sound of rolling thunder.

   This sound is omnipresent.

   And the meaning of the Buddhist sound contained in it has been heard by countless people.

   Regardless of age, cultivation, or even race, all living beings who listen to this sound are suddenly filled with indescribable peace and freedom.

   is only six characters long, but it seems to contain the most fundamental understanding and teaching of a stunningly talented Buddha for all things and spirits and the natural way.

In the land of the south, there are countless ignorant ordinary people... In the vast yellow sand, in the countless oases densely covered with stars, thousands of good men and women in the Buddhist kingdom of Sumeru... Hearing this sound, I couldn't help but fall to the ground, With tears streaming down his face, he put his hands together.

  Recite these six-character mantras together.

"what!"

   In the mountains of Beiju, many evil monks who were looking to the south with all kinds of magical powers heard this sound, only to feel like a thunderbolt, and could not help but let out an earth-shattering mourning.

  chichichi~

   Even the demons heard this sound, like falling into a hot oil pan, and extremely thick blue smoke came out.

"no no!"

   "The bald donkey dares to do this? Ann dares to do this!"

   "No, Lord Buddha, Grandpa Buddha, spare me, spare me!"

"I can not be reconciled!"

   Many wicked masters were horrified to discover that the magical powers of wicked ways that they had worked so hard to cultivate for many years disappeared as quickly as snow under the scorching sun.

   An endless Buddha sound across the ocean can actually transform the magical powers and mana they have cultivated for countless years?

   "Ah! It's too deceiving!"

  The earth swayed, the mountains shook, and a roar sounded from all over the north.

   As the ground shook and the mountains swayed, one after another silhouettes ripped apart the place of retreat and rose up into the sky abruptly.

   rushed towards the nine heavens, the golden body of the Buddha, which was more splendid than the big sun.

   They had to come out and fight, because, in the echo of the Buddha's sound, their mana and practice were also peeling off and disappearing at a very fast speed!

  The mana they have cultivated throughout their lives is not only the foundation of their lives, but also the foundation of their lives!

   Without this mana, their Shouyuan will end on the spot, and the dead can no longer die.

  However, how far are the north and the south farther apart than billions of miles?

  Even though they all have primordial spirits, how can they want to cross the ocean and two continents?

  Except for a few people roaring and fleeing, the vast majority of people, not long after they vacated the air, have been transformed into evil ways to practice in the reverberating sound of the Buddha.

   "Who is he?! Who is Daoist Bodhi? If he is, who is Daoist Hongxuan?"

   Above the imperial court, the Cangjin emperors saw this scene, and their expressions also changed in various ways, with doubts, shocks, and deep fear.

   At this moment, the Buddha sitting under Bodhi, his breath is constantly rising!

   This kind of unreasonable climb, even they feel incredible.

   "Who he is is not the most important thing at this time. The important thing is, what should we do?"

   Emperor Xuan took a deep breath, feeling more and more that things were a little unusual. Although the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was not issued by Heavenly Sage personally, how many people dare to say that they can separate this thunder?

   The sudden appearance of this person, and the ability to separate Jiuxiao Shenlei, is strange in itself.

   "This person inherits the luck of Sumeru. Could it be that it is the handwriting of that Brahma? After all, the fruit of Bodhi was in the hands of the man on Mount Sumeru..."

   Emperor Cang's eyes flickered, with doubts in his heart.

   Several people looked at each other, only to feel that Bo Yun was strange, and seemed to have a thousand thoughts, but they couldn't figure it out.

   "We do nothing."

  Emperor Jin's expression was solemn, he stared at it for a long time before shaking his head: "Everything is unknown right now, I'd better wait and see how things change..."

   His voice was heavy, and his heart was even more solemn.

   He can remember clearly that eight hundred years ago, Di Yan issued a decree, saying that a 'new saint' would come in this era...

  If this person…

  Hoo!

  Under the Bodhi tree, Gautama looked in all directions, like all living beings in the heavens and the earth, the lights of ten thousand houses, all things in the world, all of which appeared in the light of his eyes.

   He seemed to see 'another self' again.

   Seeing him walking the world, seeing him subdue demons and subduing demons, seeing him preaching and dispelling doubts, seeing him comprehend Tao and snow-capped mountains...

   comprehend the myriad sights and memories in my heart.

   Correspondence, experience, and gradually understand.

   "I'd rather suffer forever..."

   Gautama sighed and slowly raised his head.

   His eyes are omnipresent, penetrating nothingness, crossing the sea of ​​​​stars, passing over the majestic imperial court above the heavens,

   looked at the ancient legend, the 'Tianwaitian' that even good luck can't set foot on!

  Om!

   as his eyes go.

   A radiant light like a stream of fire, like the rising sun, flows down like a river of heaven, descends from the sky and the sky, crosses the boundless starry sky, and hangs above all realms.

   Continue to write the second chapter.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)