The Buddha's light stops.

Everything is silent.

The gazes of all the Buddhas slid down uncontrollably, falling on the white-haired old Taoist. Qingniu walked forward step by step without stopping. The Buddha's light was magnificent and vast like a sea of ​​smoke, but at this moment they all stopped and could not move forward another step.

“???!”

"This is……"

"Who comes here to block the path of my Dharma?"

The Buddhas were astonished and speechless. They seemed unable to recognize who the old man in front of them was. After a few breaths, they finally understood. Astonishment appeared on their faces, as if they could not recognize the old man in front of them who was so old and had no cultivation at all.

And the high-spirited Zhenwu ** demon and Taishang Xuanwei, who first suppressed the demon disaster and then fought for the human world sixty years ago, refused the edict of the Emperor of Heaven and walked in the human world, were connected.

At this moment, seeing that the enemy was so weak and old, and was almost dying, a feeling of sadness arose in my heart, like the bleak autumn day, and the sight of old cicadas chirping on the dead trees. Naturally, I would think of the scene in midsummer when the cicadas' noisy sounds echoed through the heaven and earth.

Thinking about life and death, rise and fall, one naturally feels sad, especially having witnessed the Taoist's extraordinary splendor in the past. Seeing this appearance, one feels even more sad - and seeing him walking in the world, his movements are extremely slow and weak, as if his body can't even support itself, and he actually needs this old blue ox to walk. One can't help but feel that everything is impermanent.

The once invincible enemy is now so old and weak.

One cannot help but feel a sense of joy at winning.

The [Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] who had once led the events of the Nalanda Monastery but had never set foot in the human world due to his cautiousness and cowardice, looked at this enemy and finally a trace of a winner's smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, saying:

"You are... Qi Wuhuo?"

"Great Master of Mysterious Wisdom, how did you become like this?"

He asked with a smile, the Buddha's light above his head surging and rolling, showing an infinitely pure and free flowing light. The twenty-four precious forms of the Buddhas were mysterious, clear and pure. There was no way to tell that the tragic situation like that of the Nalanda Monastery back then had anything to do with him.

But even for him, even though he was filled with great joy at this moment, facing such an old opponent, he subconsciously called him with the most fixed judgment.

The Most High and Mysterious, the Lord of the Great Way!

Or maybe even he himself didn't notice this little instinct.

Putting his hands together, he said, "Thinking back to the past, you were invincible and your sword energy was so powerful. You sent a little boy here and made all the Buddhas retreat thousands of miles, not allowing us to take a single step inside. You were so powerful."

"But at this time, the world has changed, everything has changed, and the Great Dao Master has become so old and has gone astray."

"And our cultivation is still there, and the Buddhas are pure and at ease, just as they were before."

"Who is the winner between us?"

The tone of [Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] was calm, but its content was obviously full of hostility. However, such active provocation was definitely not his real purpose, at least not just that. When he used sharp words to attack and stir the heart of this Taoist, he had already taken half a step forward.

In the void, there were countless sounds of chanting, as if the Western Buddhist Kingdom had been fully revealed before them.

It is as if this body is the Dharma of Buddhism, this body is the Buddhist principle.

This body is the Buddha!

The boundless Buddha's light surged and rolled, and smashed down towards the front with an incomparable momentum, ferociously. The Buddha's light was so strong that it had reached its peak. All the Buddhas made a move at this moment, and used their own magic weapons and supernatural powers to assist the power of the Buddha's light of [Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata].

For a moment, all one could see was the pure and free Buddha light in front of them, flowers falling from the sky, golden lotuses emerging from the ground, and the sound of endless Buddhist chanting rang out, flowing left and right, majestic and magnificent, surging with a turbulent momentum, connecting with the sky. All the Buddhas had a fiery look in their eyes as they looked ahead.

Beyond the green ox and the Taoist is the vast human world.

It is the pure and vast destiny of humanity, and it is the precious treasure of the nine stone tablets.

It was as if all the persistence, sacrifices, forbearance and efforts over the past several kalpas and countless years had materialized at this moment, and had converged into the Buddha's light, crashing down like a torrent towards the final obstacle ahead.

Then--

Suddenly, all the phantom images of the Buddhas disappeared into thin air.

Then, Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata and other Buddhas woke up from the beautiful illusion.

The ultimate moves and determination that they had displayed with all their might disappeared in an instant in front of this old Taoist who had no cultivation at all. It was still very calm, without even the slightest movement or ripple left behind. It was so easy and so natural.

So the dreams of all the Buddhas were shattered.

So the green ox took a step naturally. The old man on the green ox sat sideways and did not answer. However, as the green ox took steps forward, the Buddha's light that rolled in the sky above its head actually retreated backwards like melting snow in spring!

One retreat!

Retreat again!

Finally, the mighty and powerful Buddhist luck suddenly collapsed!

There is no longer the vast and majestic atmosphere as before!

They almost felt that what they were facing was not just a simple Taoist, but another majestic force. One Buddha after another displayed his golden body and supreme magical power. Many magical powers of Buddhism were tried to block this Taoist first, but it was all useless.

All Buddhas retreated again and again three times!

In a flash.

Has been knocked out of Hangu Pass!

Boundless golden Buddhist luck spread backwards and reversed to fly towards the direction of the Buddha's kingdom. Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata's heart stagnated. Under this huge impact, the calamity energy accumulated from desire, obsession, longing, and several calamities suddenly became clear and dissipated. He suddenly understood something.

"you!!!"

"Fellow practitioners, retreat quickly! Retreat quickly!"

He shouted out like an ordinary mortal who saw a demon or monster, and then displayed many Buddha lights. He quickly fled backwards, trying to get away. At this moment, the Buddhas also broke free from the calamity energy and sensed the murderous intent hidden in the body of the white-haired old man.

The murderous intent was upright and boundless.

He came here for me!

He was waiting for me!

This is not luck, even his aging is just a bait. He is so shameful, so cunning, scheming and he doesn't even hesitate to grow old and act like this just to deceive us!

The most profound and mysterious person, with a deep and scheming mind!

[Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] tried to use infinite magical powers to predict his own cause and effect. His heart trembled in hope, and his soul suddenly became extremely intense, and then became dead silent in an instant, as if his soul had completely given up a certain choice after struggling.

[Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] My heart suddenly felt cold.

Suddenly he spoke loudly, "Qi Wuhuo!"

"The Great Master of the Mysterious and Subtle Dao!"

"The True Lord Lingying, the Great Demon Emperor of the North Pole Zhenwu of Zhongtian!"

"It is because we did not recognize Mount Tai, and it is because our calamity energy blinded our eyes that we came here and ended up in this place. It is our fault. We, the Buddhas, are willing to follow the order of the Great Dao Lord sixty years ago and continue to retreat to the human world. For the entire calamity era, we will not take even a single step forward!"

The old blue ox crossed the road ahead and passed through Hangu Pass.

The white-haired old man spoke softly, "A generation ago, I once said that all Buddhas arrived early. In fact, I have been waiting for you to see through this..."

Solve?

What did you discover?!

[Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] was stunned, and suddenly understood.

It’s been sixty years since I arrived, and I sigh that the Buddhas are unwilling to turn back!

Sigh! The Buddhas refuse to turn back!

If I had not come here, then no matter it was one or two sixties, there would not be any problem at all. There would be no such difficulties, no such disasters, and I would naturally still be in the Western Buddhist country, enjoying infinite purity and freedom. [Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] At this moment, I saw through the post from sixties ago, and a trace of barely detectable regret arose in my heart.

The regret is that -

Why be so reckless!

Why, this time it failed!

The old man seemed to sense this trace of murderous intent and regret. There was regret in his clear eyes. Finally, he sighed softly, sighing that the Buddhas refused to turn back. This sigh, [Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] suddenly made his heart explode and his scalp numb, and he felt the murderous intent and determination behind this sigh.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Lord Dao!"

"You can't kill us, you can't kill us!!!"

[Namo Shanle Zizaiyin Guangming Tathagata] suddenly realized that he had the heart and wisdom of a Buddha. Under this heavy calamity, he actually found the only way out and said:

"The fortune of Buddhism is destined to flourish, but now it is in your world. If you kill us, the fortune of Buddhism on the stone tablet will inevitably decline!!!"

“No, no!”

He shouted out loud.

The old Taoist replied: "The Dharma will spread."

"But it is just a tributary of the destiny of the human world."

He raised his palm, which was already full of wrinkles, and his sleeves fell down. He calmly slashed forward. At this moment, his body seemed to become infinitely tall and magnificent, as if occupying the entire heaven and earth, the entire world, as if the sixteen Buddhas in front of him were just a bug.

The Buddhas felt their scalps tingling instantly.

This Taoist's cultivation is not high, but why is his realm so terrifying? !

"Fellow practitioners, go in different directions!"

"My Buddha's Dharma is immeasurable, and his supernatural powers are vast. Although this calamity has occurred, it is nothing more than a speck of dust on my shoulders."

"One day, I will make a comeback!"

The Buddhas displayed countless magical powers and boundless means, flying thousands of miles, but they saw a pillar rising into the sky in the distance. When they got closer, they saw that it was just the Taoist's palm, with wrinkles on it. Turning around, they saw the sea of ​​clouds and the sky and earth. The Taoist lowered his eyes, and saw the endless vastness and horror!

The old man replied softly, "The Dharma will not perish with the disappearance of the Buddhas."

"Buddhism will not flourish just because of the appearance of the Buddhas. You have always been like this, thinking that Buddhism must revolve around yourselves. This is your Buddhism, not the Buddhism of the common people. However, I don't need to say more..."

"I am here."

Turn your wrist over, palm facing downwards, and cover it!

It was vast and majestic, and it pushed away the clouds and mist like flowing water. At this moment, the Buddhas' bodies were shaken and their cultivation was shattered, and they fell downwards. The old man in this state seemed to be the world on earth, pressing them down heavily.

This move contains the spirit of Hou Tu Huang Di Ji and the spirit of Fan Tian Zhang, but in the end it all comes down to interception.

The old voice replied:

"Kill the Buddha, not the Dharma."

boom!!!

The Buddhist kingdom in the West is a place of infinite purity and freedom. There are seventeen Buddha veins and seventeen large lotus ponds. In the lotus ponds, there are blue lotus, white lotus and red lotus. The flowers float on the water with their roots under the water. The branches and leaves never intersect. Boundless luck rises from the beginning to today, for several kalpas, and the luck has continued, representing that Buddhism will prosper.

then--

Sixteen trees withered in an instant.

…

The world is covered with white snow, and the smoke from cooking fires in this red dust is getting old.

The Golden Cicada in front of the Buddha, who crushed the sarira and threw it away, walked through the human continent step by step. There were already many wrinkles on his face. Even though he was the Golden Cicada in front of the Buddha, an ancient ferocious beast, all his cultivation was forced out and turned into sarira, which he then crushed himself.

Get everything and give up everything.

He was almost like a mortal now. After sharing his insights with the old Taoist priest in the mortal world, he set out again. However, he did not go directly to look for the person the Taoist priest mentioned. He should not have many years left, so he should be more free to do what he wants.

If you can see this person as fate, you cannot see this person as destiny.

It’s all up to you.

Today he came to a small town and walked into this city which was almost as good as a county town. Then he paced and walked through several streets. Suddenly he felt thirsty. He saw a half-closed door in front of him, so he knocked on it.

The door opened and an old man walked out. The monk said, "I came here to pass by this precious place and I am a little thirsty."

"I want some water."

…

【Ming】Inside the house.

Another nine years passed, and his second son died of illness. His children all lived their own lives and naturally became more and more distant from him. However, he did not feel sad. In fact, these things always seemed familiar to him.

Strange yet familiar.

He had his eyes closed, was very old and was about to die, and was sitting under the old tree where his parents had held him when he was born.

He saw the trajectory of his life in his children. He treated his parents as his children treated him; and his children treated their children as he treated them. At every moment, he would always be the same as his parents and his children.

It's like a circle, like a reincarnation.

He was standing under this old and withered tree, with his eyes closed, and saw his own life, his parents' past, and his children's future. Then the vision spread outward, as if he saw the lives of a hundred thousand countless living beings. All were so perfect. When would he be able to get out?

He suddenly thought of the question that the Taoist always asked himself.

So he wanted to come out, and he asked himself: "Yes, where are my Buddhist beads?"

He had a feeling of going back to the beginning.

A desire arose in his heart.

Yes, where are my Buddhist beads?

This desire was so anxious and intense that he turned around and went back into the house. His parents' shadows were everywhere. He opened one dusty box after another, and each one contained the laughter of children. In the end, he was unable to find his Buddhist beads and felt lost. At this moment, he heard the knocking of a monk outside.

So he returned to the world.

Suddenly he laughed: "Speaking of which, when I was born, I was abducted by a demon. At that time, a benefactor came here and knocked on my door, saying that he was thirsty and wanted to drink water..."

“Is this also fate?”

"When I was born, the Taoist priest came to ask for water."

"When I was supposed to go, the monk came knocking on the door."

He fetched some water and when he opened the door, the old man inside saw the old monk outside.

The old monk also saw him.

One is to walk in the human world, see countless common people and countless Buddhas, ask three times and come three times, and practice step by step.

The other is someone who has lived a lifetime seriously in this world, in this red dust, and then is finally able to stand outside of this red dust and watch the flow of this red dust.

They met each other.

It was as if the thunder from the sky struck the earth and the lava flowed out from the cracked chasm. In an instant, a huge roar and endless flames were born, bursting out and illuminating each other.

At this moment they felt a mysterious and beautiful feeling.

No words are needed. The moment they see each other, it is like an opportunity for the accumulation and understanding in each other's hearts to break through that threshold. Enlightenment is not achieved overnight, but enough understanding has been accumulated before, and then waiting for this moment of meeting.

The old monk reached out and picked up a winter plum blossom.

And the old man smiled happily.

Everything happens naturally.

Taoist priest.

I found my Buddhist beads.

Why do we see the common people as if we see Buddha? Why are there Buddhas in the hearts of the common people?

Therefore, everything that he had experienced in this life, everything he had done, and all the sentient beings he had seen, seemed to have been most perfectly explained in this smile. On the nine steles, flowers seemed to be blooming, and the lingering breath made the huge Yuqing tree sway, and it actually produced flowers one by one.

Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.

For Zen, for sudden enlightenment.

It is for consciousness-only and gradual cultivation.

The golden lotus of Buddhism’s fortune has withered, but the flower of Buddhism in the human world is in full bloom!

Buddha appears when flowers bloom.

When the flowers bloom, see me.

Outside Hangu Pass, the old Taoist raised his eyes slightly, the energized luck in his body flowing violently, he looked into the distance, just like cutting the weeds so that the crops can grow healthily, today, he will eliminate sixteen of the Buddha's Dharma lineages!

There are three bodies in Buddhism.

Transform the Buddha into a Buddha for all living beings!

The Taoist looked into the distance and could see golden flowers blooming on the Yuqing tree.

And in his body, the extremely weak five Qi of heaven, earth, man, gods and ghosts naturally combined.

The three flowers gather at the top of the head, and the five qi converge into one.

Old Qingniu looked at him, his eyes widened: "Breakthrough?!!!"

"Hmm? More than that!!"

The Taoist's five qi have been combined, the three flowers have gathered at the top of the head, and the five qi have returned to the origin, but it is not completed, but it seems to be just a beginning, like boiling oil, like clear water, boiling thoroughly, above the sky, the golden light of luck faintly turned into the figure of a Taoist.

He wears a green shirt and holds the List of Gods and the Taiyi Seal in his hands!

His expression was lofty and vast as he walked down step by step.

Comes from the sky!

And the Taoist will eventually get along.

Then the Qi was vigorous, and the actions of this body were finally fulfilled, and the Qi that had suppressed the human world for sixty years finally returned, and the five Qis of heaven, earth, man, gods and ghosts were complete in just an instant, and the practice reached the peak, and this body finally reached -

breakthrough!

breakthrough!!