In the bliss of the Western Heaven, there is not only one Buddha such as Tathagata.
According to Buddhist teachings, Buddha exists in the past, present and future.
The Buddha of the past was the Ancient Buddha of Lantern.
The Buddha in this world is the Tathagata.
The future Buddha will be Maitreya.
The future Buddha mentioned by Venerable Jing Ping naturally made Ye Qingyun immediately think of Maitreya Buddha.
"Amitabha, this vase was indeed given by Maitreya Buddha."
Venerable Jing Ping said truthfully.
"A treasure given by the future Buddha!"
After learning that this treasure actually came from Maitreya Buddha, Ye Qingyun immediately did not dare to underestimate it.
A sense of awe arose in my heart.
In this way, it is not surprising that Venerable Jing Ping can not be affected by Blood Guanyin and can seal a piece of Blood Guanyin's magic power.
After all, with the treasure of the future Buddha in hand, it is only natural that he can do this.
What Ye Qingyun is even more curious about is why the Venerable Jing Ping received a treasure from the future Buddha.
"Um, does the master have something to do with the future Buddha?"
Ye Qingyun asked rather tactfully.
"When the poor monk was young, he entered a dream while meditating and saw the future Buddha, who gave him this treasure."
Venerable Jing Ping had no intention of hiding it.
"In the dream, the future Buddha once pointed out to the poor monk that there may be a great disaster in the Buddhist world in the future, so the poor monk should abide by the Buddha's heart and wait for a person from the future to come and save the Buddhist world."
"At that time, the poor monk must try his best to help this future person."
Having said this, Venerable Jingping looked at Ye Qingyun with a deep look.
This made Ye Qingyun somewhat incompetent.
What the hell?
Could it be that the person from the future this guy is talking about is me, Ye Qingyun?
No way?
impossible?
I, Ye, have such a big reputation?
Can the future Buddha dream to instruct this Purification Vase Venerable?
Good guy!
I didn’t even know I had such a good background!
"Ahem, master, you don't want to say that I am the person from the future, right?"
Ye Qingyun looked a little embarrassed.
"Amitabha, the donor is exactly the person mentioned in the future Buddha's dream."
Venerable Jing Ping bowed deeply to Ye Qingyun again. "This this"
Ye Qingyun's expression became increasingly weird.
Why does this sound so mysterious?
I'm not even a monk, so how can I become someone who can save the Buddhist world in the future?
If you want to say that Wang Ergou is a person from the future, it's not far off. After all, Wang Ergou is the reincarnation of Buddha.
Who am I, Ye Qingyun?
At best, he is just a little immortal who mistakenly entered the Four Brahma Heavens.
I am not a person from the future.
Nor do they have the ability to save the Buddhist world.
Even joking is not that outrageous.
Ye Qingyun originally wanted to say that Wang Ergou might be the so-called future person, but he suddenly felt wary in his heart.
What if this Venerable Purification Pase came here to deliberately deceive me?
If you tell Wang Ergou's story easily, I'm afraid it will bring even greater trouble to Wang Ergou.
Let's hold it steady first.
"You said that I am the one who will save the Buddhist world in the future. Do you have any proof? It can't be your intuition, right?"
Ye Qingyun said lightly.
Venerable Jing Ping smiled slightly.
"The treasure bottle in the poor monk's hand will guide the poor monk to find the person in the future."
After saying that, the treasure bottle in Venerable Jing Ping's hand released a ray of brilliance and began to float on its own.
The body of the bottle was tilted, and the mouth of the bottle seemed to be pointing towards Ye Qingyun.
Ye Qingyun's heart tightened.
It can't really be me, can it?
At this moment, I saw the vase suddenly spinning.
The mouth of the bottle was not pointed at Ye Qingyun, nor in any direction.
Just spinning in place.
Ye Qingyun was stunned.
The originally confident Lord Jing Ping was also stunned.
"this"
Venerable Jing Ping was shocked. He had never seen the vase in such a condition.
"Stop it, stop it. Why can't it stop?"
Ye Qingyun said quickly.
Venerable Purifying Ping also hurriedly cast spells, trying to stop the vase, but tried
I turned it several times, but the vase still kept spinning.
It seems to have escaped the control of Lord Jing Ping.
"How could this be?"
At this time, Venerable Jing Ping was completely dumbfounded.
He originally thought that with the guidance of the aquarium, he could confirm that the person in front of him was the future person that Maitreya Buddha mentioned in his dream.
The result is here.
The vase was spinning like crazy.
Totally unable to calm it down.
How does this prove that Ye Qingyun is a person from the future?
Master Jing Ping was so anxious that his face changed.
Under night, next to the big tree.
A bottle of endless autobiography.
The two figures looked at each other in bewilderment.
This scene can be described as quite strange and embarrassing.
He didn't know how many times the vase spun around, but Ye Qingyun, who had been staring at it, felt his eyes were dazzled.
Dizzy.
It was like spinning around in circles hundreds of times.
I almost fainted and vomited on the spot.
"No more."
Ye Qingyun quickly turned his head, then took a deep breath, feeling a little better.
"What should I do?"
Venerable Jing Ping looked worried and had no idea what to do.
"let me help you."
Ye Qingyun directly took out a hammer and bricks, trying to force the vase to stop.
As for the method, it may be more crude.
However, when Ye Qingyun thought about it, this vase was a gift from Maitreya Buddha after all. Even if he stopped it in a arrogant way, he probably wouldn't hurt it.
"What is the donor doing?"
Looking at Ye Qingyun holding a brick and a hammer, Master Jing Ping looked confused and had no idea what Ye Qingyun was going to do.
But I already had a bad feeling in my heart.
"Of course I'm helping you."
Ye Qingyun looked like he was willing to help others, and then he came towards the vase with bricks and hammers.
I saw bricks and hammers on the left and right, and under Ye Qingyun's control, the treasure vase was directly sandwiched between them.
But there was also a harsh friction sound.
Venerable Jing Ping was horrified, his eyes Pi was beating wildly.
Isn't this method too rough?
And this seems completely unreliable.
The vase keeps spinning, and it is obvious that there is a mystery inside. It must be for us to understand the mystery before we can understand the mystery.
But if you force it to stop so hard, isn't that just bullshit?
“The donor can’t do it, it can’t do it!”
Venerable Jing Ping hurriedly spoke to stop him.
But Ye Qingyun has already started, adhering to the principle of working hard to create miracles, and directly circulates the "immortal energy" in his body.
Buzz!!!
The bricks and the hammer were imbued with Ye Qingyun's "immortal energy", and their aura suddenly increased sharply.
The brilliance is more than ten times more dazzling than before!
boom!!!
The terrifying force immediately caused the constantly rotating vase to come to an abrupt stop.
Locked tightly with bricks and hammers.
"It's done!"
Ye Qingyun showed a confident smile.
Venerable Jing Ping's face was filled with astonishment.
Really stopped?
Is this the miracle of great strength?
so amazing!
"Donor, thank you very much"
Just when Master Jing Ping breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to thank Ye Qingyun.
Click click click click!!!
A scalp-numbing sound of shattering suddenly sounded.
Venerable Jing Ping's expression froze instantly.
Immediately afterwards.
Wow!!!
The vase shattered on the spot under the "pressure" of the bricks and hammer.
The pieces fell to the ground.
That's called a piece of cake.
Venerable Jing Ping's head was buzzing, his eyesight was turning black, and he almost fell down on the spot.
Ye Qingyun was also confused.
Damn it?
This is a treasure given by the future Buddha, so it should be impossible to damage it.
Why are you so fragile?
I didn't put much effort into it.
Looking at the pale and shaky Lord Jing Ping opposite him, Ye Qingyun smiled awkwardly.
