Chapter 236: One Hundred Thousand Arhats

The whims of killing pigs create a viral charm about pornography, making it impossible for his son to snoop on his privacy.

The one who kills the pig is a little bit sè.

Although the paralyzed buddies have only lived for two or five or three or three days in this life, the ability to innovate independently is not to be underestimated, so it solves a small problem related to divine consciousness, which shows that the buddies are still a little talented in this area, huh?

When I have the opportunity, I will slowly study some of the stripped memories to see which one of the non-long-eyed people dares to commit this poison to the dog.

The pig killer returned to the realm of divine consciousness while sè, but when he stepped in, he was startled by the strange sight in front of him.

Tu Zhe was not surprised by the sage essence or anything, although a large amount of sage essence had been caught by himself into the sea of qi to give birth to tadpoles, the sage essence in the divine consciousness realm was no longer tumbling like a tide, it began to become thinner, and the rapid expansion of the divine consciousness realm had also dropped to a level that could be held, which was what he had originally thought. So it wasn't this that surprised him.

What surprised him was that at this time, the shattered soul power of the immeasurable 100,000 Great Sages had undergone some wonderful changes at this time.

According to the cognitive level of killing pigs, it is understandable to feel that the divine consciousness of the 100,000 great saints is shattered and shattered, and it is understandable to transform it into pure divine consciousness energy in their own realm.

But what he saw now struck him in amazement.

I saw that the original silver divine consciousness energy in the realm of divine consciousness was now turned into fist-sized saint phantoms, and these phantoms were all like golden arhats, blooming with dazzling brilliance.

Not only that, but these golden arhats have solemn expressions, reciting Sanskrit scriptures, and flying in their own realm of divine consciousness with a wonderful trajectory.

And in the golden trajectory drawn by these arhats, there was a faint sky, and a wonderful fragrance permeated the field, making Tu Zhe involuntarily breathe greedily.

Gradually, Tu Zhe, who was addicted to the scent of smallpox, discovered an even more strange phenomenon, these arhats flying in the void gradually formed a huge lotus flower, and they all seemed to find their place in this lotus, and then they all stopped flying, sat down and lowered their eyebrows and chanted.

This huge lotus flower, with the gradual strengthening of the chanting voice of the 100,000 arhats, began to bloom with immeasurable golden light, making these arhats look solemn and sacrosanct.

The pig killer listened carefully to the Zen chanting from the mouths of the 100,000 arhats, and felt that the melody was so peaceful and natural, but in this serenity and nature, there was a majestic and irresistible power.

Is this the paralyzing sound of the Tao? Or is it more appropriate to call it Zen sound?

But what is the difference between Zen sound and Taoist sound?

To put it bluntly, don't all of them want to understand the laws of the world and the origin of the universe? This is essentially no different from philosophy.

However, philosophy's understanding and interpretation of the world or the universe is based on science, while enlightenment and enlightenment are based on one's own mind, or on the communication between one's own mind and the laws of the world or the origin of the universe.

But do you find that the wood has?

Whether it's a Taoist or a Buddha, they all like to engage in some mantras, secret words, or something, and you listen to these arhats singing obscenities endlessly, do you say that these mantras, secret words, or something are still an indispensable means of communicating with the laws of the world or the origin of the universe?

The paralyzed Lao Tzu opened his throat and sang for a thousand years, and the second sister couldn't understand it, right?

Wait, wait, wait-

Bytes, rhythms, rhythms, beats, syllables?

Om, well, what, horn, mic, huh?

Pro, soldier, fight, one, all, array, column, front, line?

What are the six words called the Great Ming Mantra, and what are the nine words called the Nine Character Mantra.

The former is a Buddha, the latter is a Taoist, and everyone who is paralyzed likes to babble and babble, can it be said that this communicates with the laws of the world and the origin of the universe?

If this is the case, does that mean that the sound of the world at the beginning of its opening up is just the pronunciation of these words?

Further, does that mean that the pronunciation, syllables, rhythm, etc., of these words are in tune with the laws of the world, the rhythmic syllables and rhythms of the origin of the universe?

Does that mean that as long as the pronunciation, rhythm, and so on of these mantras are in harmony with the laws of the world and the origin of the universe, we can realize the generation, trajectory, and various mysteries of the law or origin?

Mmmm, it seems that although it is not hit, it is not far away.

When the pig was killed, he listened carefully to what the 100,000 arhats were singing.

"Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Bodhisattva Bha"

Isn't this the last sentence of the Mahaprajnaparamita Heart Sutra?

This is also thanks to the fact that the pig killer read a lot of books in his previous life, and he also read this Heart Sutra.

After reading it back then, I didn't seek much understanding, but I was very uninterested in the words I boasted about in the scriptures, such as this mantra "It is a great god mantra, a great Ming mantra, a supreme mantra, a non-equal mantra, and a mantra that can remove a qiē bitterness, and it is true and true."

I've been paralyzed and I've seen something that can be blown, but I've never seen this big mouth with the upper lip next to the sky and the lower lip touching the ground, you're supreme, that means that other people's scriptures are stinky shit, right?

Then according to what you say, you are invincible in the whole universe, and you are the most awesome in the heavens and realms, hundreds of millions of sects, and hundreds of millions of Dafa, but I haven't seen which star field you have won, right?

Even if you believe in the Three Realms of the Heavens of your Shi family, isn't that just the heavens of the Desire Realm? Those in the Color Realm and the Colorless Realm have been engaged in for hundreds of billions of years, or Mu You, at least the puppet master Mo Bo Xun will not bird the pot of your Shi family, and he will not lie, even if he looks at the lie, you are the first in the world, and the universe is invincible.

But it seems that these arhats were once incarnated by the saints of the Taoist heavens? Why did they all become arhats when they turned around?

And that supreme spell of something, it still sounds a little mysterious, huh? Why don't our buddies also hum and chirp a few words?

So the pig killer sat down on the ground and began to recite the mantra with the 100,000 arhats:

Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Bodhisattva Bodhisattva -

Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Bodhisattva Bodhisattva -

Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Revealing the Truth, Bodhisattva Bodhisattva -

With countless times of chanting, Tu Zhe, who was still a little ridiculous, gradually became completely in tune with the chanting of the 100,000 great sages, and Tu Zhe's soul also entered a peaceful and natural realm with the chanting, his eyes were slightly closed, his treasure was solemn, and his whole body emitted golden light, like a living Arhat or even a Buddha, and his figure became high in the continuous chanting, like a god.

The more he sang, the more he felt that the syllables and rhythms had a wonderful resonance with his mind, and this resonance almost entered a realm of selflessness as he became proficient in chanting and more so as his mind sank into it.

In this realm, he suddenly saw countless Buddhas walking towards him with the light of the sun suspended behind his head, and when these Buddhas approached him, they entered his body without hesitation, which made his body grow immeasurably, and also made his mind more peaceful, and in this tranquility, he suddenly heard the heartbeat of the world—

At this time, the orange baby who was sleeping in the hiding place of Tu Zhe Alayya was suddenly awakened, and the little guy got up scolding, and was surprised to find that the immeasurable golden light shot into the hiding place, and the shining Alaya consciousness space was bright, and some magical golden talismans poured into the body of the orange baby, making the little guy's body transparent like crystal, and the color like golden glass.

And these talismans all rested in various parts of his body with a strange sense of rhythm, but they continued to move with the magical chant outside.

Even if you rely on the mountain, you don't fall down the mountain, and you don't dry up when you rely on the water, what does this mean? Why do you feel comfortable and have a long pinch? Hey, why did the paralyzed second puppet see a trace of gold thread flying in it?

Golden thread, what kind of thing is that? Could it be that the two old people of the Evenling Terrace are going to make a fortune? A paralyzed bad bird--

The orange baby suddenly felt that these golden threads had penetrated into her meridians and blood vessels, stabbing and jumping in them, scaring the boy as if his body was on fire.

However, when the golden thread scurried around and suddenly turned into surging golden blood, Lingtai Er suddenly felt that he suddenly had an almost complete flesh and blood body. Now the second child is happy to burst into foul language:

Even if you don't pour water or dry drips, what is that is rushing in the veins of the little old man? Is that golden blood? blind you drop dog eyes, can it be blood, can it be blood? The paralyzed little old man occasionally has to sè three times to tell you, that's the torrent of the law, the quack next door to the east and the west next door——

And the little tadpole who was waiting for the water balls wrapped in the sea of qi was also surrounded by the ubiquitous golden light and chanting, and there were also countless golden talismans flying and then entering his body and the suspended water balls.

Unlike the orange baby, seeking truth is the original Yuanying, practicing Taoist exercises, and the meridians and veins are flowing with immeasurable true qi, and those golden talismans enter his body, not to form blood, but to attach to his bones, fused into his muscles, making his musculobones golden and shining, and some mysterious silk threads intertwine a magical net, completely encompassing his body.

Such a change made Seeking Truth stunned and surprised. He felt that his body was more rational and natural than it had ever been, a power that could shake the heavens and the earth and wave the planets filled his limbs, and all kinds of realizations made the boy howl:

"Let's make the song louder—"

At this time, in the depths of Nengzang, the golden waves sung by the 100,000 Great Sages spread like ripples in circles, spreading to the dark depths of Nengzang with supreme power, making the red baby who had been struggling in the depths of Nengzang for an unknown number of days suddenly seem to see a savior.

After Tu Zhe kicked the red baby to the depths of Nenghi, he never thought that his casual kick would actually cause the Lingtai boss to fall into an unprecedented crisis. If it weren't for the golden waves formed by the sudden Arhat chant breaking into the depths of Nengzang with an unstoppable momentum, this little guy really didn't know if he would give a small life inside.

Circles of golden waves of light smashed through the chains that had bound the dark power of the red baby for a long time, causing the red baby to run out of the ground with a rolling belt, crying as she ran:

"The surname is Tu, and I will follow you Mumaru-"