The body is a Bodhi tree, and the heart is like a mirror platform.

Zhuo Yunxian looked at the seven-treasure Bodhi tree in the middle of the lake, and his heart was inexplicably quiet. Especially the reflection on the lake was like a mirror in his heart, clean and clear, spotless. Even the shackles of the heavenly punishment could not cause any ripples in his heart.

“Huh!?”

The little ghost wanted to get close to the Bodhi tree, but was blocked by an invisible force.

Zhuo Yunxian pondered for a moment, stepped onto the lake and walked forward... However, he did not sink, and there was not even a trace of water waves, as if walking on flat ground.

The heart is like a mirror, and lotus grows step by step.

"I'll go, what's going on!"

The little ghost watched Zhuo Yunxian step by step towards the Bodhi tree, and was stunned and couldn't help but say depressed: "Why can my brother-in-law pass by? I can't go there!? You have lived with me for so many years and don't give me any benefits. This is too much!"

Not to mention the depressed devil, Zhuo Yunxian walked silently on the calm lake. Every step was like a baptism of his own soul, as if the sublimation of his soul, and every thought was clear and happy.

Although Zhuo Yunxian does not practice Buddhism, he has to admit that Buddhism’s blessings on spiritual will and spiritual refinement are indeed unique, and it also allows people to see the true self in their hearts.

Peaceful and peaceful, open and upright, pure and holy, sincere and kind, brave and fearless…

May all disasters in the world be kept away from sentient beings.

May the world never give up and never give up in all kinds of suffering.

May all the sins in the world belong to me.

May all the beauty in the world stay in people's hearts forever.

Great compassion, great wisdom, great courage and great determination, great deeds and great vows, great power and great love...

Unconsciously, Zhuo Yunxian walked to the Bodhi tree, sat cross-legged, and silently recited the "Mahaprajna Heart Sutra".

This scripture is a Buddhist Mahayana secret treasure passed down by Kongchen to Zhuo Yunxian. It contains infinite wisdom, imposing, obscure and mysterious, and every word can be said to be a gem.

The practice of Buddhism and Taoism, the five precepts and three poisons, sacrifice oneself to save others, and encourage others to be kind.

Putting aside their own beliefs, some of the Buddhist thoughts are indeed admirable, just like the beautiful yearning in the world.

It’s a pity that there are very few Buddhist disciples who can truly be selfless and selfless than others by removing the three poisons, keeping the five precepts, and doing the six tragedies. At least Zhuo Yunxian sacrificed himself and could not repay his grudges with virtue... It’s not that he is not noble enough, but that he pursues differently.

"All dharmas are empty, neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing..."

"Mahaprajna, great mantra, great bright mantra, supreme mantra..."

"Reveal, Maha, practice the wonderful method..."

As Zhuo Yunxian recited the Heart Sutra of Prajna, his understanding of the scriptures became more and more profound. He integrated all the obscure and mysterious parts that were difficult to understand before, and had his own interpretation.

After a moment, an invisible aura formed around Zhuo Yunxian, and his whole person exuded a peaceful aura, integrating with the surrounding environment.

Mahaprajna, great wisdom and wisdom.

Spiritual condensation is the supreme and wonderful method.

...

On the first day, I fell into darkness and felt fear.

The next day, the chaos was confused and endless.

On the third day, extremely dark light emerged, igniting the heart fire.

...

Every day, Zhuo Yunxian's mood is different, constantly changing and sublimating.

Until the seventh day, under the shocked gaze of the little ghost, a golden light rose from Zhuo Yun's fairy spirit platform and suddenly bloomed!

Immediately, the "seven treasures" fell on the Bodhi tree and merged into Zhuo Yunxian's spiritual thoughts, and then gradually formed a seven-color crystal, shining with colorful auspicious light.

"No...no!? Buddhist relics!?"

The little ghost looked at Zhuo Yunxian foolishly, and his head was a little overwhelmed. Isn’t his brother-in-law a cultivator? Why do you know Buddhist techniques and practice it to such a profound level at once.

Not only the little ghost, but even Di Ling tilted his head and looked at Zhuo Yunxian, as if he was a little curious and confused.

It is the supreme symbol of Buddhism, representing great virtues, power, great wisdom and wisdom, and is definitely not something that ordinary Buddhist disciples can condense.

Even the little monk Kongchen is as strong as the young monk, he has not condensed relics now. It’s not that he has insufficient cultivation, but that his virtue is still a little short of it. After all, Kongchen is very young and is still in the stage of training and accumulation.

In contrast, Zhuo Yunxian began to deal with various pursuits, plots and strategists at the age of twelve. He not only unified the chaos in the chaotic seas for six thousand years, but also solved the tragedy of the five countries and the disaster of blood sacrifice, saving hundreds of millions of people from water and fire, so he brought merits from heaven to demonstrate his goodness.

Entering the world and practicing for thousands of years.

Of course, in addition to Zhuo Yunxian’s own cultivation and virtue, the most important thing is the perception under the seven treasures of the Bodhi tree and the integration with the seven treasures of Buddhism.

Therefore, the relics condensed by Zhuo Yunxian are not ordinary relics, but seven treasure relics comparable to those of the innate spiritual treasure. Not only are they spiritually blessed by every word and action, but they are also both offensive and defensive, and they are not invaded by all laws.

Seeing this scene, the little ghost's eyes were straight, and his envious saliva was almost flowing out.

...

I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like ten thousand years, or a moment.

Zhuo Yunxian unknowingly entered a mysterious state, and his mental thoughts slowly arose, leaving his body, and flew into the air.

So he saw himself under the Bodhi tree, the reflection in the lake, and the sea of ​​injustice outside the entire island.

The Buddha has a great vow to save all sentient beings.

Hell is not empty, and you will never become a Buddha.

Suddenly, blessings reached the heart, Zhuo Yunxian couldn't help but think of half a volume of scriptures in the Palace of Hell, which happened to record a mantra to transform the dead souls, called "The Mantra of Rebirth".

"Namo Amitobaye dotagadoya..."

"Dodiye, Amiya Dupopi..."

“Amiyadovijarando…”

Zhuo Yunxian was compassionate and silently recited the scriptures, emitting a peaceful golden light all over his body.

However, under the golden light, the dead souls no longer struggled, the anger in their hearts gradually calmed down, their will was liberated, and eventually dissipated between heaven and earth. Only a trace of true spirit returns to the origin of the ruins and feeds back to heaven and earth.

A dead soul was saved!

Then two, three...ten dead souls were saved.

Then one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand...

Zhuo Yunxian unconsciously saved the dead soul, only seeking peace and peace in his heart, and never thought about the consequences.

Soon, the originally violent and boiling sea of ​​injustice suddenly became calm and even gave people a peaceful atmosphere.

“Buzz!”

Space is distorted and fluctuates strongly.

I saw a golden light suddenly dropping from the void, slowly falling on Zhuo Yunxian, causing his mind to shake.

Zhuo Yunxian is not unfamiliar with such golden light. He has encountered similar scenes, because this thing has infinite merits descended from the sky and was directly absorbed by the seven treasure relics.

"I'll go! That's OK!"

The little ghost couldn't help but scream again, even a little annoyed.

How could the little ghost not know the role of the "Mantra of Rebirth"? It was a widely circulated method of salvation in Buddhism in ancient times, so the little ghost didn't believe that Zhuo Yunxian could create any name.

But unfortunately, the little devil was "slapped in the face" again this time, and it was not easy for him to have a good time.

The little devil thought he was numb and could remain calm even when facing life and death. In fact, he had no choice but to be excited. That was the golden light of merit that countless practitioners dream of!

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