Bing Xin Monk, who had traveled a long way and had no worries all the way, finally reached the realm of the underworld.
At the end of the horizon, there is Lingshan Mountain, covered by countless clouds and smoke. From time to time, thin lines of light streak through the sky, blasting out thousands of times of air waves. Amidst the sound of breaking through the sky, countless fragments fall from the sky.
The plain below is full of irregularly shaped pits.
"Why!"
Hearing a long sigh, he subconsciously turned his head and saw a monk sitting on the ground.
If you look carefully, you will see that the monk is not sitting, but that there is nothing below the waist. He is actually half standing on the ground.
"Half monk."
This name appeared in Monk Bing Xin's mind, and the person he met was also a young monk with a high reputation.
"I see that you are surrounded by ice and snow. You should be the rumored Bingxin Monk. He came at a good time."
Bing Xin Monk said, "Thank you. You don't have legs, so you can't come any slower than me."
The half-hearted monk shook his head, "Only the Dharma has no form, and I am the only one."
He pointed to the empty lower half, "Do you believe that if I had healthy limbs, I wouldn't be able to reach Lingshan so quickly?"
"There is an idiom in the world called "getting carried away", which means that only by breaking away from the limitations of the body can one grasp the true meaning. "
"It is only without these legs that I can realize the state of not being stuck in this, breaking away from the external appearance and entering the inner state."
Monk Bing Xin thought to himself, Buddhism is really booming, and all kinds of evildoers are coming out. He was a sword-swallowing monk before, and now he is a half-hearted monk. Each of these newly famous monks has amazing things to say.
There is also the fat monk who we have no chance to meet. He can figure out how to cut meat and feed it to ghosts. He is not an easy person. He will definitely be a strong enemy in the future.
"Since we're at the Lingshan interface, why not go over and wait here?"
Monk Bingxin questioned Half Monk and saw that he had no intention of moving.
Half monk Jiutuo said, "A journey of a hundred miles is half a mile, but the last one or two steps are crucial. I have to think clearly before proceeding."
The monk shook his head, "I'm sorry, but I have to leave. You continue to wait."
"It's easy to leave without seeing him off."
Bing Xin Monk continued to move forward, and half of the monk behind him gradually disappeared into the horizon.
He continued to walk forward and backward, and could already see the God King Immortal struggling crazily at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.
The intruders from external demons must be their companions, specially coming to rescue the gods and demons from their troubles.
Bing Xin Monk is determined, and his starting goal is Lingshan Mountain.
Suddenly, in front of his eyes, a slightly bloated figure staggered forward, muttering, "Bah, the wind and sand are so strong that it goes straight into your mouth. The air in this Lingshan Mountain is too bad."
The fat monk is actually a fat monk. He is the fat monk who rides alone and leaves behind his peers to become Amosa.
Bing Xin Monk was not surprised that the other party was able to take the first step and reach Lingshan Mountain ahead of him.
"Well, someone has caught up."
The Fat Monk stopped and saw the Bing Xin Monk stepping on the ice step by step, neither hurriedly nor slowly, and walked closer, raising his palms in salute.
"Seng Bingxin, you are very fast. I thought I would be the first to arrive."
Monk Bing Xin stared at him, with nothing surprising on his smiling face.
"Fat Monk, I admire you very much when I heard that you cut meat to feed ghosts."
The fat monk waved his hands repeatedly, "Don't be impressed. I tell you the truth, this is not a very good memory. I was worried beforehand and afraid afterwards, and it was too painful. I will weigh it again if I do it again."
Bing Xin Monk frowned, his words were too weak, not like the rumored miracle figure.
"Looking at your hurry, you should be in a hurry to go up the mountain, please."
The fat monk took the initiative to step aside to the side of the road, stretched out his hand forward, and behaved politely.
Bing Xin Monk looked at him in surprise, and without hesitation, he passed the Fat Monk and walked forward.
After a while, the fat monk could no longer see the Bing Xin monk and muttered, "Why are you in such a hurry? Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?"
"Huhuhu."
After walking a few steps and seeing Lingshan Mountain in sight, Monk Bingxin suddenly felt tired and gasped for air.
He knew that another test was coming. He was tired not only physically, but also mentally and mentally.
If you cannot overcome it, you will never be able to move forward.
Monk Bing Xin did not stop, but relaxed his breathing and adjusted his rhythm. Walking was a practice, and he agreed with this.
All the people and things he encounters on the road that try to delay his journey are regarded as external demons.
Fortunately, he overcame his inner demons and walked ahead of the monks.
"Sit down and rest."
At the foot of Lingshan Mountain, there had never been an old man selling tea. There was a simple tea stall beside him, and the steam was steaming.
The aroma of tea hit his nose, and Monk Bing Xin felt his mouth and tongue were dry as never before, and he immediately became vigilant.
He took a few steps back and refused to sit down or rest, not even making any move to get closer.
The inner demon is at work again, and another catastrophe has occurred, hindering my heart's progress towards the spiritual mountain.
"You are a Buddhist, can you write Buddhist characters?"
The old tea seller was unusual as soon as he opened his mouth. Bing Xinseng sneered, was he showing his flaws?
"There is a person on the left and a person on the right. They look human, but they are not human."
"If you want to become a true Buddha, the key point is that you can only become a Buddha after death, and you must give up this skin."
"Looking at the future, will anyone be born into a Buddha? The same is true for becoming a god, and the same is true for becoming a Buddha."
The old man sighed and said, "You don't drink tea, don't chat, and keep walking. The old man admires you, so go ahead!"
As soon as Hua Hua finished speaking, the water vapor surged, drowning the tea stall and the old man, and disappeared without a trace after a moment.
Bing Xin Monk smiled for a long time. With his persistence, he overcame another inner demon and the spiritual mountain was in sight.
At the Lingshan battlefield, a monk came from afar to report that Monk Bingxin was here.
After receiving the news, the Arhat looked at Infinite Ashituo who was fiercely fighting against the Three Treasures Heavenly Lord, and could not tell him for the time being.
"Let Monk Bingxin come over."
Monk Bing Xin walked through the crowd of monks and walked all the way to Lingshan Mountain. He saw the monks scattered around and felt the auras of different strengths and weaknesses.
The Holy Land of Lingshan is full of Arhats, which completely matches his imagination.
However, there is a dragon hovering outside the mountain, spitting fire and taking away lives one after another.
Thunder clouds also rained down thunder and lightning, which scattered rocks and rocks. The monks who could not dodge were killed on the spot.
Looking around again, enemies are constantly approaching to challenge them. The monks on Lingshan Mountain come forward to fight, opening up battlefields one by one.
besides……
Monk Bingxin looked in the direction of the Tongtian Bang. The red curtain seemed to be hanging down from the sky and rising from the ground, with no end in sight.
Everyone died in battle, and as the text on the curtain scrolled, several more names appeared.
There are as many names as ants, but the curtain is so big that it has the potential to wrap up the Lingshan Mountain. How can it be filled up easily?
The immeasurable Ashuta turned into a stream of light and kept hitting the curtain, but was stopped by the Three Jewels Heavenly Lord every time.
The other monks also sacrificed themselves and tried to tear the curtain into pieces and light it on fire, but they were unable to get close. The huge army of the Five Emperors guarded the curtain and refused to give an inch. They would rather die and be on the list than let the monks succeed.
"Bing Xin Monk, are you ready?"
The Arhat who called him over asked a question, and Bingxin Monk nodded when he heard the words, "Death as a martyr is my lifelong pursuit."
I do not know how long it has been,……
On the Tongtian list, rows of names were listed, and the three characters "Bing Xin Monk" were prominently listed.
At the same time, more monks were arriving from the Lingshan area.