Shen Lian stared at the merit tablet, the text on it was written in the Taoist script of the "Great Sanskrit Hidden Words Infinite Cave Chapter", and any spiritual beings in heaven and earth could understand the above words. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He had a new understanding, the most brilliant way, often the simplest, from which anyone could derive. The Dharma passed down by the Taoist master to cross sentient beings will not set a threshold on it to prevent people from attaining the Tao.

The way is silent, like the sun and the moon, and the pitch is to pick up its brilliance.

"The linden tree should be here. Shen Lian made a judgment in his heart.

It's just that no matter how he used his eyes or his mind, he found that the neighborhood was empty.

Because of this, it is strange.

The Zen sense of tranquility is deep and far-reaching, and Shen Lian's thinking is not as sharp as usual in this environment. Those Zen thoughts were like blunt knives, slowly dulling his thinking, and gradually becoming less sensitive to the perception of the outside world.

Shen Lian walked to the merit monument and touched the first stroke of the word "gong" with his fingers. The touch of the frosted flowed out of the immortal true Buddha nature, and then his fingertips ached.

It turned out that the scrub on the sermon actually cut the skin of his index finger, and blood flowed out.

What a sharp Dharma nature it was, hidden in the merit tablet, that it could damage his Dharma body.

When the finger was withdrawn, the wound was immediately closed, but a faint golden scar could be faintly seen, which was indelible Buddhism.

Shen Lian visualized himself, the heavenly spirit gushed out the boiling water, cleansing the limbs and hundreds of remains, and finally devoured the immortal Dharma, the faint golden scar disappeared, and the whole person returned to the past dignified and radiant.

Only the three broken primordial gods still need time to recover.

However, since the primordial spirit that can be cultivated in the past, the roots are still there, and it takes some time to cultivate it back.

He didn't worry about how sinister it was for his way to be greatly compromised at this moment.

In the process of playing with the Taoist, strength is by no means the key to victory or defeat, wisdom is not the decisive factor, the most important thing is the heart.

"Subodhi, how to surrender my heart. Shen Lian said softly, his voice fluttering on the pool, unable to set off a little wave. The monument of merit is silent, and there is an eternal Dharma flowing out.

Shen Lian's eyes trembled, and he hugged the merit monument with both hands.

Infinite mana poured into his hands at this moment, even if it was hundreds of millions of stars, he could move in his arms. But at this time, he only felt extremely heavy, and the majestic and vast Dharma made this stone tablet have an unimaginable weight.

Shen Lian felt the pressure he had never felt in his life as if he was embracing the entire Pure Land of Bliss.

He is not a man who can give in easily, does not roar, and constantly taps into his potential.

However, the weight of the stele has also risen, and the more Shen Lian's potential is released, the heavier the stele will be.

Shen Lian was not depressed, and the Lingtai seemed to have opened an inexhaustible spring, constantly injecting him with fresh vitality. His situation at the moment seems to be as if he is accomplishing a feat that others cannot understand.

The monument of merit is solemn and the Pure Land of Bliss, and the weight is the entire Elysium, which is no lighter than the weight of the human world.

The Holy One can carry hell and heaven on his back.

Keep exerting your strength, the source of the soul will never be exhausted, if no one has ever been able to defeat the Taoist, then start with him.

This is a contest of wills, a hope rising from despair.

Under Shen Lian's unreserved and most enthusiastic source of life, the merit monument was really pulled out of the mud and sand inch by inch. With the shaking of thousands of miles of yellow sand, the pool rippled in circles, and the whole land here began to sink.

In an instant, Shen Lian fell into all perceptions, and at the last moment, the merit monument suddenly burst out with even more terrifying power, cutting off the source of his soul.

By the time Shen Lian regained his senses, there was boundless nothingness all around him.

This situation is similar to the land of nowhere, but it is different.

There is no land where all things can be born, but here is the real emptiness and extinction.

He was still holding the merit tablet in his arms, and the Buddha nature inside was much darker, obviously the confrontation before Shen Lian had caused this stone tablet suspected to be built by Amitabha to be almost devastating.

Shen Lian's spiritual platform reflected on itself, flowing out the brilliance of the sexual spirit, shining all around, and soon engulfed by darkness.

There is no sky, no land, no time, and loneliness will always follow.

"Infernal. Shen Lian quickly popped up these two words in his heart, he should have fallen into the infernal world.

Infernal is the cruelest hell, once you fall into it, you will never be able to turn over. The most terrifying thing is that this near-eternal captivity will be unbearable for any spirit being.

In the land of nowhere, powerful gods and demons can also open up caves, create birds, beasts, insects, fish, and other spiritual objects to relieve boredom. But in the midst of infernality, emptiness and extinction are the eternal themes.

Shen Lian had tried to cast the Divine Channel Technique, but it didn't work at all.

This is not the biggest danger in his life, but it is the most difficult to solve.

When his supernatural power and mana were completely ineffective, what was the difference between Shen Lian and the vast sentient beings in the sea of suffering. Buddhism's statement that all beings are equal seems to have received another verification at this moment.

After all, Shen Lian is still a member of all beings, not the Taoist Buddha.

If he hadn't come to look for the Bodhi tree, would there still be what he is doing now, the answer is no. Regret was growing, but Shen Lian didn't stop it.

It seems that in this lonely environment, even the negative emotion of regret has become a rare life adjustment.

People can't be in regret forever, there is no time to pass, and there is no difference between the moment and eternity. Shen Lian clearly felt the decay, barrenness, and loneliness of the spiritual platform.

All the negative emotions that have arisen after arriving here have also disappeared, and he doesn't know what the meaning of himself is at this moment.

So he began to recall the past, and the memories were also in the memory, like weathered rocks, gradually disappearing.

The vastness of the universe and the infinity of the human world are no different from dust in the infernal world.

If the mind is the world, then in the infernal world, the world of the mind is also dust.

Shen Lian's memory gradually stopped remembering, if there was no memory, would he still be Shen Lian, the answer was yes. Because he has already experienced this kind of thing, he has no memory, he is still Shen Lian and will not change.

The proof of a person's existence in the world is never memory, so what is it?

Shen Lian naturally began to grasp the most crucial thing.

His original form became more and more silent, like a dry corpse about to be weathered, but now his flesh and blood were gradually full, and his whole body was wrapped in a thin layer of light.

This brilliance is like an antique pulp, exuding a charming charm as it accumulates over time.

The same is true of Shen Lian's aura. It does not fade, but grows gradually.

He couldn't tell what the basis of the aura was, maybe it was ancestral nature, maybe it was true, maybe it was nothing.