At a critical juncture, Yuezhuxian appeared, killed the demon king, destroyed the Son of Heaven, and saved Jiluo Mountain. Then he went to Zhili Mountain to rescue Xi Mutong, and instructed Shui Ling'er to stay where he was and wait for him to come back.

Shui Ling'er fell asleep tiredly, and I don't know how long it took, and a melodious music floated in her dream.

The music was very familiar, and after listening carefully, he began to wonder: "This beautiful music, it seems familiar, I must have heard it somewhere before!" The rhyme is so familiar, isn't it the Sanskrit sound played by Buddhism? But where did it come from? ”

The Sanskrit sound lingered in his ears and lasted for a long time, and he admired it half-dreaming and half-awake, and the pain in his heart and the fatigue of his body were immediately swept away.

He reminded himself to sit up, but he was immersed in the sound of Sanskrit, reluctant to open his eyes, but just obsessed with it in his mind: "Sanskrit sound is the pure and subtle sound of the Buddha and Bodhisattva, with the wonderful sound of four arguments and eight sounds, including five kinds of clear sounds, such as deep thunder, clear and far-reaching, pleasant to hear, respectful to the heart, and tireless to the listener." The Sanskrit sound phase in the thirty-two Dharma phases is the most beautiful with a pure sound...... Silent ......"

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly changed his mind, became nervous, and his heart beat faster, "No, it's unprovoked, why is there a Sanskrit sound ringing in your ears?" Am I not fighting on the battlefield? Could it be that I have died in battle, and my soul is dying in bliss? ”

At this thought, he was so frightened that he did not dare to sleep any longer, groaned, and hurriedly opened his eyes.

If he didn't open his eyes, he would have done it, and when he opened them, he was stunned and grieved.

It turned out that he had indeed left the battlefield, and the place he was in was a Buddha's light realm.

"I'm really dead, this is Elysium, I ...... I didn't even see my aunt for the last time......"

He wanted to cry sadly, and after thinking about it deeply, he felt that it was wrong: "Have I ever seen this Buddha Light Realm?" Accompanied by Sanskrit sounds, it feels extremely familiar...... By the way, the Ice Cave ......"

The three words "Xuanbing Cave" gave him a powerful hint, and he suddenly realized that he was not dead, but he was once again in the Bliss Realm that he had experienced in the Xuanbing Cave.

He looked at himself, his body was shining with gold, and his body floated on the vast and golden sea, and in the distance there were still golden waterfalls, rushing down with the majesty of thousands of horses.

"I'm alive! I came to this realm of bliss to practice the six layers of Heavenly Zen, the Secret of the Bright Sea! He suddenly realized, couldn't help but cheer, and thought: "How can you lie down when you practice divine skills?" I need to sit up! ”

As soon as the thought came to him, his body slowly rose obediently, allowing him to cross his legs and turn into a standard meditation position.

After sitting down, he felt someone looking at him directly above, his eyes seemed to be warm, and he was cast on him, giving him warmth.

He was timid, but he couldn't suppress his curiosity, and quietly tugged up the corners of his eyes, trying to see who the man was.

Who knew that if he peeked at it, his eyes could no longer be taken away from the man, and he stared at a pair of star-like eyes.

The man directly above, dressed in a brocade robe, folded his hands, holding the Bodhi beads, looked at him with a smile on his face.

His face is like a crown of jade, and his love has not changed for thousands of years, but he is not the master Zhuyue who he misses deeply, who will it be?

"Master......" Shui Ling'er called out stupidly, but her eyes were not full of tears, but full of happy smiles.

"Ling'er, we're meeting again!"

The sound of the bamboo moon is like a wind chime, and the Sanskrit sound of the sea is long, which seems long and deep.

"Master...... Am I dreaming? Ling'er thinks about you every day, but except for reviewing your past voice and smile from Lu Tianyu, you can't find your traces elsewhere, why do you leave Ling'er so ruthlessly? You...... Why do you ...... Became a monk again? ”

Zhuyue shook her head with a smile, "Ling'er, the master has turned into ten thousand grains of dust, and he has passed away with the wind, and he will never come back." ”

"No—I don't believe it—" he cried out, tears welling up in his eyes, "Master is sitting in front of me right now, why can't he come back?" ”

Zhu Yue bowed and said, "Amitabha, the master you see now is actually a person born from your own imagination. He is born of your heart, and out of your heart, and becomes the image you want to see in the realm of bliss. Therefore, I, the master, was created by you, and there is no zài in fact. (To be continued.) )