The ambition has not yet been realized.
A shocking catastrophe first swept through the three thousand worlds.
The catastrophe is unknown.
But from ordinary people to immortals and powerful beings, they are all implicated, and no one is spared!
Nature.
Leiyin Temple is no exception.
At that time, the traveling monks led the monks from Leiyin Temple to fight back and forth. Incited by the battle, they even used this to gain immortality in one fell swoop, but... they could not change the overall situation after all!
The war dragged on for a long time.
Three thousand worlds fell apart, trillions of creatures disappeared, and all the monks in Leiyin Temple died in the battle. At the end of the war, only one walking monk remained.
And in his hands.
There was only one bodhi seed left, and the wooden fish that still had no enlightenment.
In the dark void.
His monk's clothes were stained with blood, and a blood-red war spear was inserted into his chest. Under the raging power of the immortal power, the immortal material in his body was about to be exhausted!
"I never thought about it."
"Before I die, I will be plotted against by a young person."
Standing in nothingness.
He glanced at the war spear on his chest, shook his head and laughed, ignoring it.
"That's all."
With a slight change of mind, he forcibly condensed a ray of immortal Buddha's will, which fell into the Bodhi seed. He flicked the monk's clothes and sent it out.
"After all, I became a Buddha."
"We can't let the Leiyin inheritance be cut off. Whether we can find a successor depends on fate."
Finish this.
He looked at the wooden fish in his hand again, and said with a helpless smile, "Why don't you have such an elm-shaped head that you don't understand? It's a pity, it's a pity. In another ten thousand years, you might be able to open up your spiritual wisdom on your own. Now...
The poor monk has no time, and you have no time either."
"I can't let your life come to this world in vain."
The thought changed.
He smiled again and said, "Today the poor monk will forcefully violate his true intention to help you open up your spiritual wisdom and enjoy all kinds of blessings. If you have the opportunity, you can help the poor monk survive the sneak attack by the gods. You can also be considered as repaying this fate."
It’s law.”
The words fell.
He condensed the last immortal Buddha spirit on his fingertips, pointed at the wooden fish seven times, and laughed and said, "Elm Knot, if you don't wake up now, when will you wait?"
A slight tremor.
Seven thumb-sized holes suddenly appeared on the wooden fish's body. Under the warmth of the immortal Buddha's will, a nascent spiritual wisdom sent out a childish thought.
"See Lord Buddha..."
"Okay! Good! Good!"
The traveling monk smiled with relief, "With my Buddha's will in you, if you practice diligently in the future, you can expect immortality in the future. I hope you will do your best and live up to the friendship between us!"
Say it.
He sat cross-legged in nothingness, clasped his hands together, and silently recited the Buddha's name. His body turned into little bits of flying ashes, and he passed away.
Since then.
The world has lost a Lord Thunder Sound Buddha and a stubborn and uncivilized wooden fish, but there has been a half-immortal monk.
The story ends abruptly here.
And these are all Yu Mu’s memories.
Within the realm of God.
Every word you say.
He will take a step forward.
At this moment, there are tens of thousands of golden lotuses behind him. On each golden lotus, there is a shadow of an ancient Buddha sitting upright. The Buddhas are chanting Buddhist sutras. The sound of Buddha fills the sky, and the sweet fragrance fills the divine realm.
One thought is a Buddha, one step is a lotus flower.
See this scene.
Gu Han and Yun Yi were silent, with complicated expressions on their faces.
"The traveling monk is the Lord Buddha of Leiyin Temple and the master of Bodhisattva, and Master you..."
"good."
Yumu nodded, "I'm a poor monk, that's the wooden fish."
"turn out to be."
Gu Han smiled bitterly and said, "Master told me the answer as soon as he started."
Elm, wooden fish.
There is no distinction between you and me.
"I thought."
Yun Yi also sighed, "That walking monk is the master himself."
"Feel sorry."
Yumu apologized, "I let down the two donors."
“Nothing disappointing.”
Gu Han shook his head, "Who stipulates? The protagonist in the story must be a young genius who is framed? He must get adventures and get revenge? He must have countless blessings and beauties in his arms? Such a story may have ups and downs.
, but it lacks some novelty and surprise!”
"A piece of grass."
"a rock."
Yun Yi also said, "A wooden fish can also become the protagonist in a story!"
Until now.
Gu Han also finally understood why Yumu started from the beginning of the Era
, and just kept clinging to the God Emperor.
For the promise.
Also for revenge!
After all, he had gone through all kinds of hardships to give birth to a ray of spiritual wisdom, but the first thing he saw in this world was the scene of his benefactor dying in front of him... No one could accept this kind of thing.
"actually."
Yumu suddenly said again, "If Lord Buddha could change to a more powerful magic weapon, maybe he would not be defeated in that battle. Or, if he didn't use his last strength to help the poor monk forcefully open his spiritual wisdom, he should still be able to
If you can survive for a long time, you might be able to find a way to recover..."
"so."
"I can't let him down."
The words fell.
He turned his eyes, looked at the God Emperor again, clasped his hands, and said, "Donor, although the Buddha did not die at your hands back then, you plotted against him after all. I am willing to go to the Paradise of Paradise with the poor monk and apologize to him."
?”
"..."
To be continued...