The land of Mount Sumeru is the foundation of Buddhism. There are endless records about the legend of Mount Sumeru in various classics. This is almost the oldest fairy mountain in Beidou. In the land of Beidou, there is no higher mountain than Mount Sumeru.
For hundreds of thousands of years, the infinite power of faith among Buddhist believers in the universe has gathered into this mountain range, making the mountains shrouded in clouds and containing endless mystery, and making Mount Sumeru full of solemnity and holiness.
Xu Lang, Holy Son of Yaoguang, An Miaoyi, Princess Shencan, and the people from Shencanling led by Princess Shencan were at the foot of Mount Xumi. Looking at the towering Mount Sumeru in front of them, in contrast, everyone was as small as ants.
When something is extremely big, it will always make people feel unrivaled, and this is the case with Mount Sumeru right now.
"Dong...dong...dong..."
On Mount Sumeru, the bells are ringing.
In front of Mount Sumeru, an old monk appeared. After looking at Xu Lang, he clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, Almsgiver Xu came from afar, but he ignored the changes in the rear. After Almsgiver Xu left the East Wasteland, the life of the East Wasteland
There were many changes in the restricted area. Wang Teng, whom Donor Xu was optimistic about, was hung on the Mountain of the Immortal and tortured violently. Life would be worse than death. If Donor Xu turns around, he can rescue Wang Teng!"
Facing Xu Lang, Xumi Mountain talked about Wang Teng of the East Wasteland and hoped that Xu Lang would turn around and leave.
"The Supreme Being in the Immortal Mountain was warned by me not to dare to actually kill Wang Teng. Although it is cruel to Wang Teng right now, it is also sharpening his Daoist heart."
Xu Lang said naturally: "Only when you know suffering and understand suffering can you transcend suffering, do not indulge in it, and do not bear burdens. Only then can you reach the truth of annihilation and finally reach the truth of Taoism. Once you understand this, Wang Teng will not be far away from reaching the Great Emperor."
The accumulation of suffering destroys the path.
After Xu Lang said this theory, the atmosphere in the entire Sumeru Mountain changed. The old monk in front suddenly became silent. He looked at Xu Lang and said coldly: "Almsgiver Xu came here for that person!"
For two thousand years, Sakyamuni on Earth took the ancient starry sky road of Hanguguan and crossed the sky to Beidou. The Western Desert regarded him as the inheritor of Amitabha. However, Sakyamuni's Buddhist principles are fundamentally contrary to Amitabha.
After a battle between the two sides, Sakyamuni left the Western Desert, and the Western Desert regarded Sakyamuni as a taboo. At this moment, the Buddhist principles Xu Lang mentioned were the Four Noble Truths of Sakyamuni.
"Please come back!"
The old monk said coldly: "Western Desert Buddhism has no place for that Buddha."
"Indeed."
Xu Lang looked at the old monk and said: "There are no Buddhas at all in the Western Desert. There are just miserable people who have been looking for immortals in the vast sea of suffering."
Is there no Buddha in the Western Desert?
Poor person?
The old monk's expression became more and more sinister, and he said: "Amitabha Buddha is the most benevolent, kind, and supreme. He is the Buddha of the Western Desert and the Buddha of all living beings. Why do you say that there is no Buddha in the Western Desert? We have returned to the bliss of the Western Heaven. Why do you say that we are?
A miserable person?"
In the entire Buddhist sect, there is only one great emperor, and that is Emperor Amitabha.
The later Sakyamuni was born from the awakening of Amitabha Buddha's body with spiritual consciousness on earth. However, this Sakyamuni was not a great emperor, but a quasi-emperor.
"Has the Supreme Being ever become an immortal?"
Xu Lang asked: "Isn't it a kind of suffering not to be able to ask for something? If Amitabha strives hard to seek immortality, isn't he a miserable person?"
The old monk stared at Xu Lang and felt that Xu Lang's words had exposed the mystery of Western Buddhism.
"Amitabha, donor, please come back!"
The old monk said in a deep voice.
"Is Buddha the great emperor?"
Xu Lang asked the old monk again.
The old monk was silent, with nothing to say, and clasped his hands together. The power of faith on Mount Sumeru surged in, and in a blink of an eye, everything in Mount Sumeru was blocked. Looking from the outside, only the majestic outline of Mount Sumeru could be seen.
, cannot see everything inside Mount Sumeru.
"This is the Buddha you have been searching for so hard, and he disappeared after just asking a few questions?"
Xu Lang turned around and began to torture An Miaoyi.
An Miaoyi looked at the tall Mount Sumeru, thinking of the Buddhist principles that Xu Lang had discussed with her many times, and was speechless.
"How do we get in now?"
Princess Shencan looked towards Mount Sumeru, seeing the clouds and mist blocking it, and was ready to use the ancient imperial soldiers to confront Mount Sumeru head-on.
"Your Ancient Emperor's soldiers are not strong enough."
Xu Lang said: "Look at my deserted tower."
The ancient emperor's weapons used by Princess Shencan are the ancient emperor's clothes of the ancient emperor Shencan. The strengths of these ancient emperors' weapons are defense and multi-faceted bonuses to the body. They are not strong in bombardment and breaking formations.
The desolate tower in Xu Lang's hand grew in the wind, and then pushed across Mount Xumi.
In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the miasma formed by the power of faith was cleared, and the sound of many Zen chants came in a tsunami. On top of Mount Sumeru, there was even more infinite fairy light, and Arhats and Bodhisattvas who achieved fruition one after another
, all appeared in the air, the most holy gods, and endless Buddhist scriptures sprinkled down, and in a trance, it became another barrier of Mount Sumeru.
The sun and the moon rise and fall, the only true Buddha is immortal and immortal!
Massive power of faith gathered in one place, and Emperor Amitabha seemed to be recovering.
Amitabha! Eternally divine!
Xu Lang held the desolate tower in his hand and encountered some trivial obstacles at this time. Looking at the monks in front of him playing with the supreme, the most holy, the only true Buddha, at this moment, Xu Lang wanted these monks to see
See the real God.
In the sky, there was a sudden change.
An obscure aura appeared on Xu Lang's body. At this moment, these monks, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas seemed to see a figure from behind.
Create a path for all sentient beings!
Seeking a future for all sentient beings!
Bear everything on your back, be arbitrary for eternity, and leave a perfect world for all sentient beings!
courage!
Upright!
Kindness!
unyielding!
sacrifice!
Under such a figure, the vast amount of faith in the Western Desert is all empty. The Supreme Emperor has only an empty shell, complete defense, and is nothing but smoke. This is an existence that surpasses Amitabha in every aspect, and it is also an existence.
Amitabha is an existence that everyone needs to look up to!
The towering Mount Sumeru and the defense of the copper and iron walls were like tofu at this moment. Xu Lang easily rushed into Mount Sumeru and stood in the Great Thunder Sound Temple of Mount Sumeru. The tall figure looked down at Mount Sumeru and flashed.
, just disappeared.
But the moment the figure appeared, it seemed that it had already smashed the statue of Amitabha. If Amitabha is a god, then the figure must be a priest!
Princess Shencan, Yaoguang, and An Miaoyi walked into Xumi Mountain and looked at Xu Lang who was holding the desolate tower in his hand. They understood why the Supremes of Taichu Ancient Mine gave in one after another after seeing Xu Lang.
If such a figure appeared, the ancient Taichu mine would be gone!
"That figure is the legendary Emperor Huang Tian?"
The figure of Emperor Amitabha reappeared in the world after an eternity, looking at Xu Lang with a humble attitude.
"good!"
Xu Lang nodded.
Amitabha Buddha clasped his hands together and spoke sincerely.