In the air, Huai'an suddenly stopped his body, restrained his black flames, and said coldly: "It turns out that Senior Brother has made a lot of progress in the past few decades, and he has been holding back, and he is really unfathomable."

Huaigen, who was covered in blood like a golden Buddha, stood at a distance of about ten zhang from Huai'an, and he put his palms together and said: "Senior brother, now that Middle Earth has been unified, there is no more life, you are proficient in Zen, you should know that this general trend is irreversible, let go of your attachments."

Huai'an closed his eyes and muttered for a moment, as if he was really seriously considering this issue, but after a while, he shook his head and smiled, raised his hand and took off the vajra ring on the top of his head.

His actions seemed to be very casual, but in Huaigen's eyes, it was still amazing.

The Vajra Circle is one of the five treasures suspended in the air, it is a supreme magic weapon dedicated to subduing demons, and it was with this thing that he led the demon army to kill Huai'an in the Banquan War, and once this magic weapon is worn on the head, unless he takes refuge in the right fruit, or dies in death, or he can't take it off even if he has a thorough cultivation.

"You have cultivated the Ten Realms of Positive Fruition?"

Huai Gen's eyes widened, it was not that he had never seen anyone enter the Bodhisattva realm of the Dharma, but from Huai'an, he could not see even a trace of Buddha energy.

Huai'an smiled noncommittally: "Senior brother, you are so well-intentioned to save me, aren't you also self-obsessed?" I told you a long time ago that I practice meditation but not Buddhism, but you have always thought that I was paranoid and went astray, and you have never investigated why I am like this? ”

Huaigen pondered for a moment, his face was solemn, and he bowed slightly: "I want to hear it."

Huai'an said: "It's better to see than to hear, let me show you, please give the first senior brother guidance"

As he spoke, he clasped his palms together, bowed respectfully, and whispered a word.

"Raw!"

As this word landed, the black flames around Huai'an's body swelled more than ten times in an instant, turning into a huge black lotus bud, and one petal slowly unfolded, layer upon layer, but in a breath, it had opened out four or nine.

And with the blooming of the black lotus, the black qi on Huai'an's body also fell off together, when the black lotus completely opened, his body had changed from virtual to solid, and reborn, and both the skin and the robe on his body became as white as snow, and there was no black gas at all.

Huai Gen's brows were furrowed, and he couldn't understand what kind of method he was cultivating for a while, but he only felt that there was a holy aura exuding from him.

Ye Yan sat down on the ground at this time, seeing the strange scene in mid-air, and also felt that Huai'an's whole temperament had changed, if this demon just gave people the feeling of being cruel and tyrannical, then now it is calm and introverted, like a peerless murderer out of the sheath, faintly revealing a chilling edge.

"Stay!"

Huai'an pinched out a strange mark on his chest with both hands, and drank out another word, the black lotus under his feet seemed to come alive in an instant, swaying with the wind, the petals and veins faintly turned red, and the strips were clearly visible, like human blood vessels, revealing an indescribable poignant feeling.

But what followed was a dead silence in the surrounding world.

The earth, fields, mountains, rivers, forests, trees and grasses seem to have lost their vitality in an instant, and they all turned into black and white.

Ye Yan swallowed a mouthful of saliva mixed with the smell of blood with difficulty, he didn't know what Huaigen thought, why he didn't do it yet, he only felt that the strange monk's qi had been pulled out to a situation beyond his reach, if he was not injured at this time, he still had the strength to fight, and he would never watch him change like this.

Huai'an saw that Huaigen had been silent: "Senior brother, may your Buddha's heart penetrate the mystery here?" ”

Huaigen looked around, shook his head slowly, had lectured in the Hanging Temple for 30 years, and for the first time, the senior monk who was more than two years old felt a little confused, and searched for the Buddhist classics he had studied, but he couldn't find a correspondence.

When the black lotus came to life, the Buddha lamp in his heart shrank like a bean.

Huai An shook his head with a little regret: "Senior brother, the Buddha can't be spoken, it's better not to believe it than to believe it, it seems that you are no longer worthy of watching my third change!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a beam of sword light suddenly shot out from his left hand, like a ray of light shining through the crack of the clouds in Huaigen's heart, and instantly passed through, bringing out a golden blood line.

It happened too fast and too unbelievable.

When Huaigen reacted, there was already an extra blood hole in his heart, and his qi suddenly collapsed like a river bursting its embankment, and it was uncontrollable.

But to Night's Spirit's surprise, Huaigen did not fall from the air after being hit by this, but took out a small oil lamp with a faint light from the hole in the bowl in his chest.

It stands to reason that with the help of the power of heaven and earth, it is not difficult for Ye Yan to see the oil lamp in Huaigen's hand, but the strange thing is that he can only see an outline with his full eyesight.

He suddenly had a sense of refreshment, tried to close his eyes and look at it, and the golden light on the heart lake was shining in an instant, and in an instant, he felt that the injury was a little better.

But Huaigen coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, and hurriedly used his hands to protect the flickering lamp, trying his best to pour all the remaining qi into the oil lamp, so that the lamp could barely recover an inch.

The night is not embarrassed, and I am busy praying.

Huaigen ignored him, just stared at Huai'an: "What have you cultivated?" ”

Huai'an said helplessly: "Senior brother, your biggest advantage is stubbornness, but the disadvantage is also stubbornness, you have been practicing Buddhism all your life, and you have never thought of going another way, you think that the Buddha has seen the essence of this world, but you don't know that it is only because the Buddha has seen it, it is there, if the Buddha does not see it?" ”

Huaigen completely ignored the injury, and thought for a while: "Buddha and Dharma are one and die together, and they are born together."

Huai'an nodded and said with a smile: "The same life is the same life, one body and two sides, the Buddha said that the original face of this world is dependent arising emptiness, in fact, it is also saying that it is all different, the Buddha pursues simplicity, returns to simplicity, and my Tao is extremely poor, and it is impossible to prove the fruit with immeasurable results."

"But when manpower is poor after all, the Tao and Dao are endless, how can you be exhausted?"

Huaigen looked confused, he finally figured out what Huai'an meant, but he couldn't understand how he did it.

Huai'an said calmly: "When a person kills enough people, carries enough karmic debts, and lives enough times, it is possible, if you don't try some things yourself, it will be difficult to correct the Fa after all, if others say that you can't do it, you feel that you can't do it, and you don't even try, what's the point of practicing?" ”

Huaigen was silent for a long time, and suddenly thought of something, and wondered: "Could it be that this is the power of Shinto?!" ”

Huai An smiled noncommittally: "Senior brother, it doesn't matter what this world looks like, what matters is how you look at it, I've said enough."

At this point, the two had nothing more to say.

Huaigen's face was filled with a trace of bitterness, his eyes lowered slightly, his hands formed a Huatai seal, held up the Buddha lamp, and began to recite the Nirvana Sutra.

If it is said that in the vast Buddhist scriptures, the "vacuum" of the "Diamond Sutra" is the most thorough, then the "Nirvana Sutra" is undoubtedly the most special, when he was trapped in Huai'an by virtue of the Nirvana method to make up for the heavenly path, and now although he can't see through the Huai'an realm, but tracing back to the root of his practice of Zen is the origin of the former, he will not change everything.

With the flow of Sanskrit sounds, Huaigen's cracked body like broken porcelain recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the hollowness of the heart was still there.

Huai An smiled disdainfully, his hands and ten fingers were spread out, and he also formed a seal on his chest, and his chest was like a round of sun breaking out of the dawn.

In contrast, the Buddha light in Huaigen's hands is like a grain of rice.

However, at this moment that is indescribable, an equally strange thing happened.

The canopy seemed to be covered with a black cloth, and suddenly it went black.

A crescent moon quietly rises from the col.