Fu Canglu

Chapter 211
Buddha Relics (31)

Suzaku Xuyan in Luoyang Fencheng hugged into a sea of ​​flames.

in the sea of ​​fire.

The white-robed man with his knees on the ground hugged the black-robed woman tightly.

Use up your last ounce of strength.

The two hugged each other awkwardly.

Liu Chanqi's white robe was stained red with blood, dragging on the ground, sticky and shocking.

The scarlet color was left all over the ground.

And the woman in black robe in his arms had a strange expression.

Shen Hongying slightly raised her snow-white neck, letting the man in white robe hug her tightly, her eyes were dull and empty.

There was clearly no emotion in her pupils, but a little bewilderment flashed across them.

In the fiery embrace, she struggled a little numbly, then slowly raised her hand from behind the man in white robe, staring blankly at the blood on her hand.

Then she lightly and lightly put her hand on the shoulder of the man in the white robe.

Lift very lightly.

Put it down very lightly.

Then speak softly from the nasal cavity, spit out a light syllable.

"Ah."

An extremely long gap was opened on the back of the white-robed man, dripping with blood, and golden heart blood flowed out from his back.

He forced a smile, and murmured, "Red Baby. Is that you?"

The woman in black robe did not reply.

As a result, the golden blood of the figure in the big white robe ran out, and his body became stiff.

Fall forward.

So slowly, so decisively.

Like a big mountain, after countless years of wind and rain, it finally collapsed.

The woman in the black robe looked calm, feeling the man's weight pressing on her.

But she didn't push Liu Chanqi away, but let the man's body lean on her, and then fell down.

The two of them fell to the ground together in a strange posture.

Shen Hongying's back was pressed against the ground, and on her chest was the man's bloody face.

She is lying on the ground.

Liu Chanqi fell on her body forever.

It's like the intimacy between lovers, but it's very indifferent.

One lives, one dies.

One is ruthless and the other is affectionate.

The red hair rose slightly in the waves of fire.

And the red-haired owner looked at the flames in the sky slightly.

The vermilion extremely beautiful Suzaku Void Flame, which claims to be able to burn all emptiness.

Sparks continued to disappear before his eyes.

A piece of red.

It is indeed beautiful.

She didn't blink.

In the sky full of flames, the reflection of a red lotus slowly emerged in the sea of ​​flames.

That red lotus was beautiful and flawless like crimson colored glaze, bathing in golden blood from the ground under Shen Hongying's body, and slowly blooming.

The man from the Cao family, who held the Ukiyosin in his hand, witnessed all of this.

The young emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty silently looked at the man in white robe who fell to the ground, and finally put his hands on the ground, and the crimson red lotus pattern spread from his arms, extending all the way to the ground.

Reincarnation.

Bloom and bear fruit.

The primer buried by Honglianhua's hand will not stop if it is ignited.

The only man in the world who practiced the red lotus hand has gone,
So the first red lotus bloomed, followed by the second, and the third.
passed on in turn.

Three hundred red lotuses are about to bloom underground in this thousand-year-old capital.

Bathing in Suzaku's deficiency inflammation is a great gift of bliss to the world.

Cao Zhixuan said softly: "Liu Baichan, your senior brother is really right. You are a rare and extremely affectionate person in the world. Just because you have the same face, you would rather have your heart cut out by her. Severing his lifeline, he also doesn't want to believe that Shen Hongying is actually dead."

"What Xuan Shangyu said is not bad at all."

"As long as you give you a glimmer of hope, you will burn with all your strength."

The man from the Cao family murmured: "In the past 16 years, I have entered Luoyang and planted three hundred red lotuses, just for this day, I came to Luoyang alone to rescue Shen Hongying."

"It's a pity that as long as you cut off your last hope, you will fall into madness."

"It's like 16 years ago when Luoyang stepped on the Buddha's remains and established the capital of the country [-] years ago, the iron cavalry mighty and mighty destroyed the Buddhist gate of Wanggui Mountain, so you held Bodhi to guard the gate without hesitation. You would rather die than live alone."

Cao Zhixuan, who took off his royal robe and was dressed in plain clothes, slowly put away the Ukiyosin.

The soft light still enveloped the Northern Wei emperor.

He said softly: "Three hundred big red lotuses, you detonated it after all. The hatred of wanting to bury millions of souls in Luoyang with you is your unprovoked karma."

The pupils of Shen Hongying looking up at the sky shrank slightly.

In the sea of ​​flames, an extremely stunning white color quickly bloomed from the center of vision.

instantly rendered

Then there was a burst of plain white in an instant, occupying the entire field of vision in an instant.

The world is white.

The monstrous high temperature is like being splashed with cold water, and the sound is silenced for an instant!

The Cao family man in plain clothes froze.

The monstrous flames above Luoyang were taken aback.

Cao Zhixuan was stunned, his mind went blank.

He lost his voice: "How could this be Suzaku Void Flame!"

The Suzaku Void Flame, which claims to be able to burn out even the falsehoods in the world, no longer burns at this moment.

Time seems to freeze.

Then an extremely soft white pear blossom fell on the shoulder of the Cao family man.

There is no trace of flame burning.

Cao Zhixuan raised his head in bewilderment, looking at a scene he had never seen in his life.

The pear blossoms all over the sky came from nowhere, and there were many.

The snow is majestic.

The Suzaku Void Flame was extinguished inch by inch.

From the top of the sky, I was covered by the rain of pear blossoms all over the sky and returned.

until completely extinguished.

Pear blossoms all over the sky are flying in every inch of space in the streets of Luoyang, every foot of land, above everyone's head, and under the feet of every creature.

miracle.

There was a loud and ethereal sound of bells and drums in the distance.

Faint Buddha's voice.

Even the man from the Cao family, who had been exterminated for 16 years, had the thought of taking refuge at this moment.

The emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty stared blankly at this astonishing scene.

The majestic pear blossoms swept with the wind, sweeping away all the killing breath.

Take away all the hostility that has been stagnant for a long time in this thousand-year-old capital.

The whole Luoyang has a new look.

The moment when the little monk Qingshi stepped on the head of the Luoyang imperial capital.

The majestic pear blossoms from the sky.

Zhong Yusheng heard about this living Buddha of Darong Temple who was born out of nowhere, and thought it was just a rumor, spreading rumors.

But he never thought that this young man who had heard the Tao for a while could really step on the Buddha's luck and be born out of a womb.

What is the realm of that incomparably monstrous Living Buddha?
Thirty celestial beings.

Qianliyang Guangu Lihua followed.

These two phenomena alone are enough to make the men of the Zhong family tremble with fear.

So the man from the Zhong family, who had already become a master, made the quickest and most correct decision with just a glance.

"Walk."

The voice of the man in the bright red Tang suit was still calm, Yuan Li wrapped the black robe Duan Wuyin, and left the Luoyang imperial capital with the new master of the devouring phase.

The great practitioner in the realm of the master did not choose a hard-to-hard collision, but retreated three feet.

I would rather give up this hunting among the five great families than face this Living Buddha of unknown origin.

But Qingshi didn't chase after him, and didn't even make a move.

He looked calm and smiled softly.

Still just clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name calmly in a low voice.

Some of the five families were convinced and followed him and chanted the Buddha's name.

Then the second Buddha's name.

Under the chant that was uniformly unified, the head of the Su family had a complex expression, watching this young Buddhist boy with his back turned to all sentient beings.

Qingshi continued to move forward without looking back.

He walked alone in the sky full of red birds and vain flames, with majestic pear blossoms thousands of miles behind him.

Luoyang is full of wind and rain, leaving no flames.

Behind him there were people kneeling piously, with tears streaming down their faces, and they had converted to Buddhism since that moment, without any troubles.

Su Hongye, who was standing at the head of Luoyang Imperial Capital, could see clearly.

After such a miracle, the Northern Wei Dynasty, which pursued the extermination of Buddhism, will begin to disintegrate from the inside.

And there will undoubtedly be one more real god in the world.

That innocent young man from the Darong Temple, who was unknown to the public, wiped out the Luoyang Suzaku Void Flame today with his own power, and truly confirmed his status as a great reincarnated Bodhisattva.

In the great world, Buddhism should prosper.

Qingshi went all the way.

He passed the streets and alleys of Luoyang.

Barefoot measures every inch of land here.

The Northern Wei Dynasty established the country 16 years ago, and finally chose this ancient capital on top of the Buddha remains.

Behind the word "destroy Buddha" is the blood of countless Buddhist practitioners.

Under the terracotta soil of Luoyang, countless Buddhist bones are buried.

Qingshi sighed softly.

"In the future, if there are people who are not enough in food and clothing, obedient to those who ask for their vows, sick or ill, uneasy in their homes, separated from their families, or have other unruly things, they will often disobey themselves, and they will often be frightened in their sleep and dreams. terror."

Pause slightly.

This scripture, which had been lost for countless years, slowly emerged from his mind.

"Such people, when they hear the name of the earth, see the shape of the earth, sincerely respect it, and recite it ten thousand times, all the unfavorable things will gradually disappear, and they will be happy, with abundant food and clothing. Even in sleep and dream, they will be happy."

One of the six Buddhist scriptures, the "Ksitigarbha Wheel Sutra", saves the dead and accumulates karma.

Accompanied by this chanting sound, strands of power invisible to the naked eye seeped out from the ground, entangled behind the blue stone.

He went all the way, followed by countless wishes.

The souls of the undead who once believed in Buddhism, but were cramped and skinned by Sen Luo Dao in the Northern Wei Dynasty with extremely cruel methods, their resentment accumulated under Luoyang, even after death, they would not be able to be reborn for tens of thousands of years.

Turned into the hell way among the six reincarnations.

The whole hell appeared behind the bluestone.

Mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the screams of the undead.

Every time Qingshi took a step, more evil spirits appeared behind him, tearing his skin with ten fingers, and nibbling his cheekbones with sharp claws.

Qingshi didn't care about it, and continued to move forward.

People in the world can't see how much karma has been stained in his body of pure glass.

What kind of skin is under the green shirt.

And no matter how skinny it is, what kind of pure heart is it?
He finally stopped.

The evil spirits all over the sky are still biting his skin, trying to eat his flesh and blood.

Indifferent.

Qingshi focused all his eyes on the blood-stained sticky white robe.

There is also the woman with Buddha bones whose eyes are full of bewilderment.

The little monk who came across the Qi River from Qi Liang, who was not far away from Qi Liang, said softly: "I will accept this spirit of Tan Tuo Ksitigarbha, and I will give it to you two. The last tenderness."

He waved softly.

A ray of divine soul power as light as ink was drawn into the center of his eyebrows out of thin air.

Then the phantoms of evil spirits all over the sky trembled.

A tall Dharma figure emerged from behind him.

Sitting on the lotus throne, the Qingjun Bodhisattva smiled lightly, holding a human-headed building in his left hand, and a nectar seal in his right hand.

Ksitigarbha six dharmas.

Tantu Ksitigarbha specializes in helping all beings in the hell realm.

(End of this chapter)