"well!"

Qin Li sighed quietly.

Yuanzheng put his hands together and said sadly:

"There are many troubled times, the weak are hell, and the tragedy on earth!"

Qin stood a little between Chen Youyu's eyebrows and sent out a wisp of divine substance.

Chen Youyu gave a reminder and fell asleep. He thought he would be able to recover his mind when he woke up.

"This little girl is of good qualifications. Although she has no physical constitution, her wisdom has already begun to rise. I will accept it as a chanting boy." Yuanzheng hugged the young fish and showed his compassion, just like a Bodhisattva.

"Good!"

Qin Li smiled.

"But it is not the only one who suffers."

The two left the dock and walked forward to reach a large refugee camp.

Just now I just passed by the sky and glanced at it in a hurry. Now that I can feel the despair of tens of millions of times.

Wherever you see, you are suffering. Whether you are a monk or a mundane person, your eyes are dark and there is no hope.

Qin Li twitched his nose and smelled the painful smell of rotten, moldy, bloody, and tears in the air.

"Master, save my mother!"

"We are in such a pain, we can't find our loved ones!"

"I want to go home, I have no idea what's going on."

"I do good deeds and abide by teachings throughout my life. Why did my whole family die in my later years?"

Countless sad faces surged over, their hair was disheveled, their eyes were staring at Yuanzheng, and even blood was stained on their faces.

They are all living people, but they live like evil ghosts.

"No man or ghost!"

Qin Li lamented and looked up.

Many people died and their bodies began to decay and fester.

There are also some people, like young fish, who have become madmen and are crazy and laugh in a daze.

Compared to the attack that destroyed the world, what was even more cruel was the divine thoughts of the high-level monks, which swept through and surprised all living beings.

Not to mention anything else, just like the level of the saint of the mountains and seas, ordinary monks can feel their souls tearing apart when they look at him.

Not to mention the Black Heaven Demon Emperor and the Fantasy Holy King, standing there is an irreversible disaster.

"Amitabha!"

The Yuanxian sits cross-legged on the ground, and the treasure is solemn:

"The sentient beings in the ten directions have three disasters and eight difficulties, seven emotions and six desires, and karma and fire disasters."

"The sea of ​​suffering in the world is full of life, and the corpses are floating. If you hear my voice, you will encounter auspicious clouds and reach the Pure Land. But you will see the flowers on the other side blooming. From then on, there will be no disaster. You will not be hungry, cold or sad. You will see the dead old friends, and you will be able to enjoy peace for all ages..."

Buddhist music and Zen singing.

It immediately triggered the world and turned into a strange phenomenon.

The white clouds are blooming, the sky is falling, the golden lotus is surging, and the auspicious purple air is surging.

An illusory world is intertwined, where is there endless beauty, satisfying all expectations in people's hearts and perfection.

"I am merciful!"

Countless mortals kneeled on the ground and recited scriptures.

The other monks are also Buddhist practitioners, and their faces are even more longing.

The sound of Buddha warms people's hearts and attracts millions of people to recite it together, emitting golden Buddha lights, peaceful and natural, calm down and restless. Many stupid poor people fell asleep and could wake up when they woke up.

"master!"

An old man kneeled down.

Granny hair, pious and kind:

"Can I go to the Pure Land of Posa after I die and meet my dead wife?"

"It must be!"

The sound is powerful and full of affirmation.

The old man smiled, took out a broken jade comb, straightened his beard...

Then.

He died of energy and died at the end of his life.

The corners of his mouth were filled with joy, as if he wanted to clean up and meet his deceased wife.

“Go along the way!”

Yuanzheng raised his hand, and the old man sparked, and he followed the wind.

After everything was settled, the two left and prepared to go to the main hall of Posa.

On the way.

Qin Li suddenly said:

"You lied, everything is gone after death, and where is the Pure Land?"

Yuanzheng smiled: "That's right, I lied, and the holy land of Posa and even the entire Buddhist tradition are lying, without the next life and without the other shore."

Qin Li also smiled: "I have heard the highest fantasy of Buddhism. You compare the world to a sea of ​​suffering, life and death, and only by reaching the other shore can you escape the shackles of life and death and achieve infinite true Buddhas!"

Yuanzheng nodded: "The so-called practice is to practice falsehood and become true. All Taoist dictates lies and pursues illusory fantasies. The eternal transcendence of Xuanmen, the other side of Buddhism, the great freedom of the demon path, the peaceful country of Confucianism and Taoism, the immortality of the demon race..."

Qin Lixin was touched.

The same is true for my own world of Datong.

"The world has all the ways of returning to the same destination, and they all transcend the constraints of the heavenly way."

"By the way, what sutra you just recited?"

“The Pure Land Sutra!”

Yuanzheng puts his hands together, recommends:

"This is written by Emperor Posa Buddha. If Brother Qin is fine, he can watch it."

Qin Li was overjoyed and bowed, "Thank you, Master, I really have this intention and want to borrow the scriptures."

The two left.

I soon arrived at the Posa Lord Hall.

This is a brilliant Buddhist temple that brings together the high-rise buildings of the holy land.

The Holy Lord Posa smiled kindly: "My friend Qin, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are already the first emperor star. It won't take long to surpass me."

"Senior is too good." Qin Li smiled politely.

A sentence of complete evidence transmission.

When the Holy Lord Posa learned about the situation, he nodded:

"A small matter can make a connection with the future emperor, and we will take advantage of it."

boom!

Void trembles.

Suddenly, the glazed Buddha light surged out.

Turn into a portal, leading to the imperial weapon, and swaying to the Pure Land.

"My friend Qin, in the Pure Land, there are the corpse of the Buddha Emperor, the Taoist body and Buddha's heart. What you can realize depends on your fortune."

"Thank you!"

Qin Ligong bowed.

He wrote down this kindness.

After crossing the Glazed Portal, you will reach the Pure Land World.

This place is beautiful and cannot be described in words. It is said that it was created by Emperor Posa Buddha according to the other side of his fantasy.

Therefore, after his death, he was buried here.

"Meet senior!"

Qin Li stepped forward and gave a bow.

In front of it is the corpse of the Buddha Emperor, without any strange phenomena.
To be continued...