Lie Ping Hei Lian was promoted by being a salted fish

Chapter 170 Another dream (second update)

Amidst the fragrance of Buddha, even if Sheng Hongyi just sat quietly on the futon, the wood spirit energy could flow into her body smoothly.

But maybe this Buddhist incense really has magical effects, Sheng Hongyi felt that the wood spirit energy was different from before.

Its spirituality has not changed, and it still has the power of growth unique to the wood spirit, but it is more gentle and peaceful. Even if it gets into Sheng Hongyi's body, it is extremely peaceful.

Moreover, this Buddhist incense has its own isolation function. It really rejects other spiritual energy and only concentrates on letting Sheng Hongyi absorb the wood spiritual energy.

Sheng Hongyi really felt comfortable, as if she was lying on the grass alone in the sun in a quiet afternoon.

The sun was shining warmly, making Sheng Hongyi's heart feel extremely peaceful.

No thoughts, no worries, everything returns to its original state.

Slowly, Sheng Hongyi was lying on the futon, her eyes were half closed and half open, but the pupils under her eyelids were dilated, and she had obviously lost consciousness.

In the white mist, the aura was incredibly rich.

Sheng Hongyi didn't know who she was, but she took everything here as normal.

For example, she knew that the white mist was the spiritual mist, and the purple bamboos that seemed messy and growing wildly on the ground were all rare treasures that no one could grab if they were taken outside.

But, where is it outside?

Sheng Hongyi didn't know why she had such thoughts.

However, she knew the way to go.

Yes, she was walking, she... seemed to have something to do, and she seemed to be aimless. Anyway, she just wanted to walk through this big bamboo forest.

This bamboo forest is very big, but she is not afraid of getting lost. She keeps moving forward, although she walks fast, she is not in a hurry.

After turning once, twice, and three times, she stepped through a three-life reincarnation formation, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The sound of Sanskrit came faintly, and the fragrance of Buddha curled up around him, swirling into various patterns.

There are pictures of auspicious blessings, four beasts, and all kinds of flowers...

It seems that all the beautiful things in the world can be embodied in these smokes.

Even those mythical beasts can move back and forth, and the flowers will bloom from budding to blooming, experiencing their own lives in the white smoke...

Sheng Hongyi felt that all this was still normal, as if she was used to it. She was so used to it that she felt particularly bored. She wondered if these Buddhist smokes could do more tricks.

It's like turning into a beautiful woman, or like a shadow puppet show, weaving it into a story, why are these boring things every day?

These beasts, birds, flowers, grass, etc., what is there to see?

It's a pity that no one can satisfy her request, and she just talks about it.

After reading these, Sheng Hongyi saw a large lake. By the lake, the lake walls were made of colorful fairy jade, and the water in the lake was shining like a silver ribbon.

Oh, this is holy water.

The child is silver at this moment. After an hour and a quarter of an hour, it will turn into gold. After another two hours, it will turn into red. When it comes to sleep again, it will turn into a seven-color jade-like jade. color……

All in all, Sheng Hongyi knew exactly what it would look like when it happened. In her eyes, these holy waters had no secrets.

Sheng Hongyi smiled contemptuously. There was really nothing in this place that could interest her anymore.

However, a surge of anger suddenly surged into my heart. When will this day end?

This anger came and went as quickly as it came. After passing through the holy pool, she came to the next realm, leaving only an emptiness in her heart.

There is a huge Bodhi tree here.

One tree, one world.

Sheng Hongyi stood in front of the Bodhi tree and asked:
"Old Bodhi, aren't you bored?"

An old man's face slowly appeared on Lao Bodhi's torso. He faced Sheng Hongyi and answered the wrong question:
"Heilian, you are too stubborn. If you have this time, why not practice and wander around all day?" Sheng Hongyi frowned, and an idea came to her mind:
So her name is Heilian?

However, she seemed very dissatisfied after hearing what Old Bodhi said:

"What do you know? You're just a tree!"

"Aren't you just a flower? No, not just a flower, just half a flower, just half a flower that is about to be possessed by one thought!"

Lao Bodhi wouldn't let her go at all, and started arguing with her.

……

Sheng Hongyi walked back after talking to the Bodhi tree for a while.

Then, she met another alpine banyan tree. She stood outside them, and the wind blew the leaves, making a rustling sound. Sheng Hongyi seemed to hear many voices saying in unison:
"Obsession, obsession, obsession..."

"Magic flower, magic flower, magic flower..."

She turned away in shock.

After that, she knew clearly that there were woods behind, but she never dared to go in again.

She deliberately bypassed the woods and came to the lotus pond.

The lotus pond is filled with lotus flowers, ranging from pink to white to gold, in various colors, with the most common ones being white and pink.

They were very enthusiastic when they saw Sheng Hongyi arriving.

"Heilian, come and play, come down and play!"

Sheng Hongyi didn't want to, but her tone was quite gentle, not as aggressive as she just said to Lao Bodhi:

"No, I don't want to play."

"Why, come on, come on, what's happened to you recently?"

"Yeah, you look so haggard. What's wrong with you?"

"Heilian, don't work too hard. We have a long life. Why are you pushing yourself so hard?"

"Shhhhhhh, you forgot, Black Lotus is only half a flower. It's injured. Her lifespan is not as long as ours."

……

This group of flowers was noisy and noisy, but Sheng Hongyi was no longer dissatisfied. On the contrary, she felt at ease and relaxed sitting here, so she joined them and chatted with them. stand up.

After chatting for a while, Sheng Hongyi's anxiety and discomfort seemed to have faded away. She stood up and said goodbye to the lotus flowers:

"I'm going back to practice."

……

She continued to walk forward, and later she encountered five kinds of flowers, including Manjusri orchid, turmeric flower, plumeria, Burmese osmanthus and nasturtium.

Most of these flowers are friendly to her, and they only come to the territory of the golden lotus.

Those golden lotuses surrounded her and questioned her:

"Heilian, tell me, how good are you compared to us? Why did the Buddha enlighten you but not us?"

"Do you have our golden wings? Do you have as many petals as we do? Do you have the hard armor we have when we are in danger?"

Sheng Hongyi didn't have the habit of being accustomed to them. She ignored them at all. Several lotus shadows flew out, floated, and turned into a rain of arrows and fell down.

There was a golden lotus blooming on the ground, and some of its skin and petals were peeled off without noticing.

Sheng Hongyi continued to move forward with satisfaction, even rolled her eyes and said in a particularly twitchy tone:
"An armor that is still hard? Stop putting gold on your face. Besides, what kind of lotus do you think you are? I am a lotus. You can become one of the six flowers of Buddhism just because you look like a lotus!"

(End of this chapter)