In the thunder cage, the wheel was projected, and in the incomparably real hell scene, an amazing scene appeared.

The little monk in red clasped his hands together, and his whole body emitted a faint golden light, becoming transparent.

There are words in his mouth, step by step, pulling out the quagmire of white bones, and he is actually walking on the ground in the molten slurry.

Soon, he walked directly out of the molten hell and began to walk towards the second layer of the Sword Mountain Hell.

And Han Chao was still sinking in the molten hell, half of his body was dragged into the molten by the endless white bone corpses, struggling desperately.

This scene shocked everyone.

Not only the supernatural cultivators, but even the great powers of the heavens, the immortal true immortals, were also amazed.

This little monk in red is indeed a Buddha root!

In the endless hell, both of them have lost their memories and magical powers, leaving only an ordinary mortal body and a little true spiritual self.

In less than ten breaths, the little monk in red came out of the molten hell, which shows the depth of his Buddha roots and extraordinary understanding.

"What a six-meridian prison wheel! What an endless hell! This endless hell, if you want to get through, I'm afraid you can only rely on a word of enlightenment!"

"What do you understand by the seniors?" someone asked puzzled.

"Endless hell, all kinds of suffering, even if the immortals fall into it, it is difficult to escape. Only by realizing that suffering has no appearance and no self in the physical body can we get out of the torment of hell and get through this layer of suffering. ”

"Uh...... Can seniors speak human words. I don't understand!"

"Ahem!"

In the crowd, a white-haired old man smiled: "These eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight layers of hell are eight thousand eight hundred and eighty-eight kinds of suffering! It is almost the cruelest punishment in the world, and to fall into it is to endure these most cruel sufferings. However, pain has no appearance, it is just a kind of mental and physical torture. If you can forget your pain and achieve spiritual peace, you can get through it. ”

"Amitabha!"

In the middle of the stands, the red-clothed old monk put one hand on his chest and smiled: "This fellow Taoist is right! In this endless hell, it is impossible to survive the punishment of hell just by being able to endure pain." The more you endure, the deeper the torture and pain becomes, and in the end, you will sink your whole body into it! Only detachment is the right way!"

Detached!

At this moment, people with clear minds can understand it at a glance and suddenly realize it.

A kind of painful torture, the more you endure it, the more painful it becomes, but once the spirit is detached and reaches a state where you can do whatever you want, you can suffer if you want to be painful, and you can be comfortable if you want to be comfortable, then you will truly attain the Tao!

Once, there was a Buddhist monk, who was born in the flesh, burned in the raging fire for three days and three days, and there was no pain on his face.

On the contrary, his face was comfortable and comfortable, as if he was wrapped in warm clouds.

This is the higher realm of the spirit, and in Buddhism, it is the imperial mind, also known as the mindlessness.

When you reach this realm, not only the physical suffering, but also the seven emotions and six desires, joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, sorrow, and sorrow, the eight sufferings of Buddhism, birth, old age, sickness, death, love, don't hate, resentment, and the five yin will flourish, you can transform them at will.

A thought of sorrow and joy, everything is between thoughts.

It is for the aspect to be born from the heart, without self and without appearance, emptiness from the heart, and without emptiness and without self.

Everything in the world can no longer shake the original heart, it is true as nature, greed and stupidity are no more, the heart is not invaded, and the Buddha is not far away!

As he was talking, the little monk in red was walking like a fly, and the person had already waded through the sword mountain and the sea of fire, the oil pot and ice prison, and was rushing towards the fifth layer of tongue-pulling hell.

"Amitabha! Transcend all kinds of suffering, and the great way can be attained!"

At this time, the old monk in red sang a Buddha horn, which was grand and vast, as if it was conveyed by nine heavens, shaking the sun, moon and stars.

The Heavenly Monk's mind moved, and he was suddenly surprised.

Doesn't this mean that after the red-clothed little monk has gone through 8,888 kinds of suffering, he can conclude a golden pill and step into the seven realms of supernatural powers?

It turns out that the old monk of the King Kong Red Leaf Temple has such a mental calculation!

Didn't I lose?

When he landed, the Heavenly Cultivators glared angrily, and they all focused their eyes on the light curtain of the thunder cage, gritted their teeth, and desperately cheered Han Chao up.

Even Dugu Kong, the Three Saints of Soul Destroying are the same.

"Up, up, up!"

Their faces were hideous, and they had a mouthful of old blood in their hearts, but they never imagined that one day, they would cheer for the enemy they wanted to kill thousands of times.

Fate is indeed mysterious!

What's even more amazing is that the roar in their hearts seems to have really worked!

In the molten hell, Han Chao's ears suddenly sounded a six-character mantra.

Ahh

The six-character mantra of the magic formula, the sound of Buddhism.

This sound seemed to be the anger of the Buddha of the Ming Dynasty, the supreme Buddha sound, subduing demons and subduing demons! In an instant, the strange sound of the Six Classics of the Ancient Evil Dao that resounded in Han Chao's ears dispersed.

Han Chao's mind flashed with inspiration, Su Hui in the past life, and the spiritual root in this life all came to his heart.

"Murmur Murp ......"

I saw him clasp his hands together, muttering incessantly, stepping on the white bones and corpses, walking like flying on the hot molten lava, and walking out of the molten hell in the blink of an eye.

chased after the little monk in red.

"Huh!"

Witnessing this scene, the red-clothed old monk's eyes flashed with surprise: "This son can realize the true nature of physical pain in a short period of time, and transcend his own spirit, obviously he also has great wisdom and has a fate with my Buddha!"

I can't help but cherish my talents.

In the Vajra Red Leaf Temple, there are six of the six warp wheels.

All the disciples in the temple have to go through the six meridians to the prison wheel, and ordinary disciples, for a while, are blinded by the three poisons of greed and ignorance, and they can't even cross the reincarnation of the previous ten lives.

However, disciples with a little talent can easily get through.

And when he reached the level of the endless hell, the watershed came out, and the disciple with deep roots in Buddha nature was like this little monk in red who he brought out, whose Dharma name was 'Faxiang', and every time he escaped into it, he could quickly transcend himself.

It takes less than 100 breaths.

Qualifications!

This young sect master of the Peach Blossom Nunnery, who has been detached for less than a cup of tea, is obviously also a person with great wisdom, and in the King Kong Red Leaf Temple, he can be regarded as a first-class genius.

With Han Chao's detachment and catching up, the entire ring became excited.

Countless monks shouted frantically, desperately trying their lives to cheer for the two people in the endless hell. It was like a race and a horse race.

Crazy.

"All sentient beings, obsessed with ignorance, it is difficult to transform the world!"

Seeing this scene, the red-clothed old monk sighed in his heart, folded his hands, closed his eyes and ears, and meditated on the spot.

He ignored the fight in the field and seemed to know the outcome.

And it turned out exactly as he expected.

The little monk in red flew like an arrow, crossing through the endless hell, it can be said that a leaf does not stick to the body, and when he walked to the top of the top 100 floors of the earth, his whole body was gilded and shining, as if the Buddha had come into the world, and the golden body of Arhat.

Around him, it seemed that there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and golden lotuses emerged.

On the other hand, Han Chao, step by step, although he is steadily advancing in the endless hell, it is still too slow!

It's still dangling on the 5,000th floor.

Obviously, the victory or defeat is decided.

This time the competition is a comparison of great concentration and great wisdom, whoever can take the lead in completing a journey in the Six Meridians to the Prison Wheel, transcend the endless hell, and return to the physical body, will win.

It is all based on a little spiritual sense of oneself, and does not borrow anything external.

Suddenly, the audience was scolded, and I don't know how many people were angry, eager to rush into the endless hell and take Han Chao out directly.

Seeing that the little monk in red flew over the fifty floors in an instant, only the forty-ninth floor was left and he was about to transcend.

At this moment, a mutation suddenly occurred.

Han Chao's eyebrows suddenly shot out a golden light, which actually broke through the endless hell, shot out of the thunder cage, and went straight to the Doufu Yuntian!

Above the nine skies, the stars are brilliant, and the three full moons hang high.

This golden light was like an out-of-body sword, and as soon as it rushed into the sky, the stars of the Nine Heavens trembled, and the stars and moon shook.

In the void, a vast, magnificent, sacred, and ** aura descended, enveloping the nine heavens and ten earths!

"This ...... It turned out to be ......"

The red-clothed old monk opened his eyes suddenly, extremely surprised, and stared straight at Han Chao in disbelief.

The power of the heavens is also sensitive.

Countless powerful divine senses soared into the sky, shot out of the Great Jin Star, and saw a terrifying scene.

One, one, one...... There are eight Buddha phantoms, which are incomparably huge, and one hand is several times larger than the Great Jin Star, and it is easy to hold the Great Jin Star.

Eight Buddhas, sitting in all directions of the Great Jin Star, are full of golden light, each pinching the mysterious seal, and the golden mouth is slowly opened.

As the Buddha spoke, between heaven and earth, only the deafening sound of the Buddha remained, filling his ears and shaking his soul.

Immediately afterwards, the eight Buddhas opened their eyes in unison and spat out 84,000 ancient Buddhist texts.

Eighty-four thousand is immeasurable.

Under the gaze of the powerful divine consciousness of the heavens, 84,000 primeval Buddhist texts flew and condensed, and a huge and incomparably large Buddha figure was condensed above the entire Great Jin Star.

In this Buddha's body, a vajra immortal, immortal aura spreads out, permeating the entire Great Jin Star.

At this moment, all the heavenly beings sensed it, and they all looked up at the sky.

I don't know when, the galaxy has disappeared, the three silver moons have disappeared, and the sky has turned into a dome of golden light.

Reveal the huge face of the Buddha condensed by the ancient Buddhist texts.

Buzz.

At this moment, in the thunder cage, behind Han Chao's head, a round of Buddha light halo emerged, wisps of fragrance wafted out, and a beautiful flower seemed to contain the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth slowly blooming.

In a flash. Fast as time flies!

No one even noticed! It was the Utama Brahmana!

At the moment when the spirit flower bloomed, the round of Buddha halo at the back of Han Chao's head contracted and condensed into a round - the Great Sun.

As soon as the great sun appears, all living beings are quiet, and everything comes to a halt!

The Buddha above the dome of golden light seemed to sense something and opened his eyes.

In an instant, the sky fell wildly, and the faint sound sounded, and the golden lotus on the ground emerged, turning into a golden lotus world.

The whole heaven and earth have turned into a golden Buddha country.

The mighty, incomparably sacred Buddha sound resounded through the universe, spread through the past and future, and shook the three thousand avenues.

Buddha...... Born!

The red-clothed old monk muttered, spit out five words, and the whole person was completely distracted.