That big wave didn't hurt anyone, but it just spread the lake wider.

Su Jing did not step forward, but there were thousands of people in front of the big lake, and Su Jing and his party of thousands were already on the lake.

Landing on the surface of the lake, it is to enter the scripture hall, and everything in the hall is presented in front of you: in the distance ahead, the Buddha of the third world stands majestically, and a thin old monk in front of the Buddha is wearing a robe, and sits in the air with three feet hanging from the lake.

On both sides of the old monk, four disciples stood, standing barefoot on the water, needless to say, their true identities.

On both sides of the 'scripture hall', more than 100 monks clasped their hands and sat on the surface of the lake, their clothes were the same as the Ming Fei and Bengfei that Su Jing had fought before.

Behind the evil Arhat, there is a large group of cultivators and goblins in the West Sea, among which there are many famous Han family and giants in the sea, and the people who can listen to the first lecture of the abbot of the ancient temple here are not much more clever than the cultivators and spirits at the mountain gate.

The audience also sat on the surface of the lake, but the ancient temple has its own way of hospitality, no need for guests to cast spells, and everyone sits down with a piece of green lotus leaf to float.

The evil temple and the prayer hall are blessed with strange spells, and outsiders cannot see the inner situation until they step into the great lake, and many monks who have come to the prayer hall early to listen to the lectures are also completely unaware of the outside affairs

Two days ago, the 'qualified' people stepped on the big lake, floating and sitting on the green lotus, the abbot of the ancient temple called himself 'Silent Realm', and introduced the first of the five courtyards of 'Cizhen', 'Zhizhen', 'Xingzhen', 'Compassion' and 'Wishing Truth' to the guests, and then did not do much greetings, and directly began to preach.

The abbot of the Silent World spoke in Sanskrit, and there were only some eminent monks from Middle-earth who listened to the lecture. Ninety percent of them don't understand.

But it doesn't matter if you don't understand, it doesn't matter what he says. The abbot's voice is in the ears, and everyone who listens to the lecture can naturally understand the meaning of his words: pass on magic, the sound is in the ears, and the intention is in the heart!

The old monk of the silent world not only has exquisite insights and fascinating speeches, but also implies the wonderful method in the sound, and the people who listen to the lecture only feel refreshed, and the more they listen, the more enlightened their minds become, and the indescribable wonder lingers in their bodies, and the spirit is more and more concentrated.

Sitting on the lake to listen to the lecture, there were 3,000 people, all of whom were looking high. Focus on the words of the high monks. A group of disciples who left the mountain were no exception. There is only one person, with half-closed eyes and a tired face, and a sleepy appearance: she is a bright girl, always clever and ghostly. But when he was sleepy, he lost his brightness and lost his charm. But inexplicably a little more naïve. In the world, zuihou is a Moyer woman.

The little demon girl didn't listen to the old monk's words, if it weren't for Jian Sui'er quietly reaching out to poke her waist and eyes several times, she was afraid that she would really fall asleep

Suddenly. The monks closed their voices, the great lake extended, and a large group of people appeared in the hall. The cultivators and goblins who were listening to the lecture all turned their heads to look at the visitors.

Among the visitors, three monks stood at the front, which was particularly eye-catching.

Jian Jian'er couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, and whispered: "That's 'Wish'? When did he leave the abbot's side?"

Jian Sui shook his head blankly, and Shuangshu looked at his companion. The disciples of the mountain around him, the fellow Taoists of the nearby Middle Earth, and even the Diguang Divine Monk of Mitiantai not far away, everyone was all surprised:

Since the beginning of the lecture, the first of the five courtyards of the ancient temple has been standing beside the abbot. Everyone listened to the lecture and was fascinated, but all of them were very awake, but no one noticed that the 'wishful truth' had already left the scripture hall.

This thing is incredible, and at the same time, everyone is surprised, and it is inevitable to add admiration to the practice of the ancient temple monks.

The eyes that didn't listen were not confused, but brighter, looked the little demon monk Su Jing up and down, smiled, and whispered to Jian Sui'er beside him: "That monk is good-looking!"

Jian Sui didn't understand: "Which one?"

"The good-looking one. "If you don't listen to joy, you are more glad than you are to rejoice in Arhat

Su Jing was brought into the scripture hall, and after a little search, he found the same door from the mountain, and when he saw that everyone was fine, the heart that had always been hanging immediately let go, and as a result, the smile on his face became more and more joyful.

Just sweep it away, without a trace, and look at it again.

Suddenly, the lake was slight, and the lotus leaves appeared, and no one was in charge of the law, so the lotus leaves moved slightly, and one by one they came to the side of those who had just entered the scripture hall.

One person, a piece of lotus. Only Su Jing and Xiao Xiangliu do not have lotus leaves.

"Please sit down and listen to the abbot of our temple. "May the true monk turn around and bow to the many cultivators behind him.

Everyone hurriedly returned the salute and sat down one after another, and Wanzhen said to the two little demon monks who came to make trouble: "Aren't the two monks going to discuss with the abbot of our temple and sink the Ferris Temple into the sea again? ”

This matter is not new to the thousands of people who came later, but the 3,000 people who entered the scripture hall first were still the first to hear about it, and they immediately understood that these two little demon monks were here to make trouble, and more than ten people immediately scolded them.

Su Jingcai didn't take it seriously, and smiled at Xiao Xiangliu: "People here are not very easy to shoot." ”

Xiang Liu didn't whisper, and he wasn't afraid of others hearing it: "There are fourteen people in total, I have written them down, and I will show you them one by one when I finish the business." ”

Everyone on the lake was deaf and clear-sighted, and they could hear Xiang Liu's wild words, and the shouts suddenly became louder.

The two little demon monks were crazy things, one smiled, the other looked disdainful, stepped forward and tread the water Lingbo, followed by the monk Yuanzhen, and walked forward.

The cultivators of Middle Earth are better, they know the etiquette, they know that they should not make times in this scripture hall, and everything has their own senior monks in the temple to preside; A few of them even stood up, eager to try, intending to pounce on Su Jing and Xiang Liu.

In the midst of the noise, I don't know who it was, but it was the first to make a 'huh', followed by more and more low exclamations, and soon they were connected!

After a burst of exclamation, the lake quickly quieted down, no one was drinking, and the shallow eyes of the cultivator and the deep expression of the heart were not so exaggerated, but everyone looked at nearly ten thousand pairs of eyes, all staring at one place: behind the monk Wish.

May you really walk on the surface of the lake.

When walking on the ground or riding the wind through the clouds, this monk does not see anything abnormal. But as soon as he set foot in Pinghu, there were a few ripples three feet behind him.

Two front, two back. Four ripples seven feet apart from each other and nine feet apart from the left and right.

The four ripples also began to 'move', moving in front of the left and back right, followed by the front right and the left back, and so on, following Yu Yuanzhen.

The moment each ripple dispersed, it was clearly visible that the surface of the lake on that side was slightly sinking, and the water waves were swinging fast, but after the cultivator noticed it, his vision was faster, so he could see it clearly, and how could he not understand that it was a huge paw print. A beast that can't be seen. Right behind the Wishful Monk!

The four ripples rose as the fierce beast fell, and then dispersed with the fierce beast.

The holy water of Minghu Lake has its own wonderful use. At first, it was just ripples and paw prints. After walking a 'road'. The reflection of the beast began to appear in the water, gradually becoming clear and distinct:

A sturdy giant leopard with blue eyes, a white forehead, and a jet-black body, with pointed ears and a long horn on its head. The four-legged and long-tailed scale armor is unknown to everyone, the holy beast of the Buddha family, and the mount of the Great Wish Jizo Bodhisattva: Listen!

There are reflections in the water and ripples on the surface of the lake, but I hope that the true monk will always be empty behind him, and the truth will be visible but invisible.

May Zhen be silent, continue to move forward, the more than 100 'Evil Arhats' sitting on both sides of the big lake spoke softly, turned their heads and explained to the many cultivators: "May Uncle Zhen listen to the heavenly spirit, and usually keep it in the body, only when it encounters evil demons will it show its form, you can rest assured, the holy beast is merciful, and will never hurt people indiscriminately." ”

It goes without saying who the evil beast is the evil demon when he sees the evil spirit.

When everyone got the monk's explanation, instead of being relieved, they became more and more surprised, the 'true spirit' is not a dharma phase, not a supernatural power, it is a true and true holy beast soul breath that wanders in the world.

The holy beast is magical, and the soul breath is created by heaven and earth, and it will turn into a spirit, but it is by no means something that any cultivator can raise, and it must recognize the Lord unless you have the practice of a true god and Buddha. In the final analysis, listening to the true spirit following the true wish shows that the true wish has already cultivated the essence of the true dharma of the Great Wish Jizo Bodhisattva.

Let's put it another way: this monk is a disciple of the Motiansha, and at the same time, he is also the heir to the mantle of the Great Wish Jizo Bodhisattva in this world and this world!

Where he is is the manifestation of the earth, and what he hopes for is the wish of the Bodhisattva!

A big beast follows a bodhisattva, and a dharma is cultivated into an identity.

May it be true, he is the earthly treasure, and he is walking on the surface of the lake.

Master Mitiantai Diguang straightened his face, folded his hands, and sang softly. He waited for the rest of the disciples to sing softly. The Mitiantai monks sang, and more than 400 disciples of the Buddha family from various sects in Middle Earth spoke in unison:

"May I be on my deathbed, and the saints of Mida will welcome me from afar, and I will quickly leave the Pure Land of the Five Turbidities and return to the Bodhisattva Mahasattva, the king of the Tibetan King of the Land of the Buddha ”

Singing softly, reincarnating over and over again, entering Pinghu Lake is steeply sacred.

May the true monk not stop, but put his hands in front of him, and muttered and chanted in his mouth When he held the mantra, his steps seemed to be heavier, and he also stepped on the surface of this lake.

In the first step, the ripples of the right foot spread, and when he pulled his foot away, the square abbot turned dark in the lake water, doing the dust in detail, countless little devils, shouting, drinking blood, chewing meat, laughing and having fun;

In the second step, the left foot is still rippling, and the water of Zhangxu Lake is still dark, and a large group of monsters in it are killing each other, fighting vigorously, and blood is splashed and broken bones are flying;

In the third step, the third pool of black water appears, men and women are promiscuous, and they are rotating the objects of lewd pleasure all the time, and the people in them are not tired of it;

In the fourth step, the little man screamed hysterically, put the pieces of gold 'on the ground' into his pockets and carried them into his arms, and they could not take it anymore, so they took the gold in their mouths and swallowed it in their stomachs, and the fate was self-evident, and they died in a moment. Then new people poured out, robbing the dead man's gold, and even disemboweling him;

Step 5 and Step 6 may really be step by step, and all you step on is a hellish view!

After eight steps, he left behind eight pools of black water and eight crazy hells.

Suddenly, the flames rose from the eight 'hells', and the monsters inside struggled and screamed, but where could they escape, all of them were incinerated by the flames! In an instant, the hell was clean, the black water was restored, and the great lake was calm again. But before the eight 'hell' positions, eight golden characters were displayed:

Earth, hell, no, emptiness, vow, no, enlightenment, Buddha!

It is also illusory and true, and may the true heart mantra turn into a shadow, which is the great wish of the Great Wish Jizo Bodhisattva!

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