Boundless Sky

Throughout the afternoon, Cheng Hao did not go out anymore, sitting cross-legged on the bed, trying to figure out the cultivation method of the Amitabha Sutra word by word, especially the Buddha statue in the center of the scripture, which he looked at for dozens more. Times.

This is a golden Buddha, sitting in the void, as if countless sun, moon and stars surround it, blessing all the brilliance on this golden Buddha.

This golden Buddha has his eyes closed slightly, his knees are crossed, his hands are sealed, his expression is serene, but unlike the majesty of Buddha statues in other temples, it reveals a kind and familiar breath.

Even Cheng Hao had a feeling that this Buddha was his pre-existence from thousands of generations.

"Is this the Buddha of the past? Just by observing the Buddha statue, it seems that you have realized your past life. It is indeed the supreme method of cultivating souls in the Great Zen Temple for thousands of years."

After careful contemplation and understanding, Cheng Hao had some insights into this Amitabha Sutra. In his opinion, the text in this sutra is only the cultivation method and precautions, but the core essence is still this picture. The image of the Buddha in the past, if the image of the golden Buddha cannot appear in your mind when you are practicing, you will surely fall into the devil’s soul.

At midnight, when there was no one around, and when everything was quiet, Cheng Hao stood in the courtyard of the Hou Mansion’s inner courtyard, looked up at the sparse stars in the sky, took a few deep glances, then closed his eyes and recited the verses. Method of practice in.

He has been trying to figure out this scripture for a long time, and he has indeed found nothing wrong with it. As for the effect of cultivation, he still needs to practice himself to determine.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Cheng Hao studied the Buddha in the middle of the Amitabha Sutra, holding the Amitabha seal with his hands in front of his abdomen, thumbs facing each other.

After thinking about the sky full of stars in his mind, Cheng Hao sat quietly, visualizing the stars in the sky shining down, empowering and entering, inch by inch into his head.

Following the visualization over and over again, like self-hypnosis, Cheng Hao’s spirit finally reacted, feeling that countless stars have penetrated into the spirit, as if bathed in the breeze, breathing in the pores and soul of the whole body. People are ecstatic, very comfortable.

This refreshing feeling is intoxicating and makes people feel like never waking up, but the more so, the less Cheng Hao dared to be careless. This situation is recorded in the Amitabha Sutra, which is the result of the sinking of the soul. Signs. When such signs appear, you must visualize the past Buddha statue in the center of the scripture in time.

With a thought, Cheng Hao thought of the past Buddha. For a moment, a friendly and peaceful golden Buddha statue appeared in the starry sky. As soon as the Buddha statue appeared, Cheng Hao suddenly felt sober in his heart. The previous feeling of intoxication and inextricability disappeared.

When he woke up, Cheng Hao breathed a sigh of relief. This Amitabha Sutra was really evil. He practiced according to the concept of the sutra, and his soul was almost sinking into the illusion. Without the golden past Buddha, it would be difficult for him to get rid of it.

As he had previously guessed, the practice of the Amitabha Sutra does not lie in how deep the tactics are. The greatest effect is the portrait on the sutra. After comprehending the charm, visualizing the Buddha in thoughts can suppress all horrors and eliminate Huanxi, even the damaged soul can be repaired quickly.

"Although the process is a bit dangerous, the effect is surprisingly good!"

After experiencing the degree of his own soul condensing, Cheng Hao realized that after only visualizing for a while, his soul condensed more than doubled before. If this is perseverance, Cheng Hao is even confident to be able to Cultivate to the level of ghosts within a year.

With the first training experience, Cheng Hao became more confident in the next practice. This method that can quickly grow the soul is far better than the ability of the soul to adapt to the external environment again and again.

After sitting still for a while, calming his mind, Cheng Hao once again condensed the seal to visualize the stars in the starry sky entering his body, causing a reaction from the soul.

After visualizing for a moment, the feeling of full body comfort reappeared. Cheng Hao, who had gained experience, was no longer sinking. After holding on to the temptation, the illusion in his mind changed again. Yasha, Shura, and evil spirits appeared one after another, surrounding him. By the side, the desire to spread teeth and claws is about to devour his flesh and blood.

Cheng Hao gave a cold snort in his heart and was not moved by it. He was not very afraid of the fierce scene in his mind. After all, he was a gang leader, and his courage was far stronger than ordinary people.

This hell-like picture lasted for a while, and after Cheng Hao kept his mind, the picture changed again, like falling into the gentle country, beautiful women like clouds, looming beauty, lingering gentleness, singing and dancing.

"A coquettish bitch, not the type we like!"

With a sneer in his heart, Cheng Hao remained unmoved. Although he also likes beautiful women, there is no temptation for such beautiful women.

Suddenly, as the disdain in his heart rose, the picture changed abruptly. The beauties who sang and danced beside him suddenly disappeared. Instead, there were two elegant girls in school uniforms who looked a little green. .

An elegant personality, slightly lowered his head, some dare not look at Cheng Hao, the kind of youthful style of wanting to refuse to welcome, scratching people's heart itchy.

The other's face was reddish, but he was bolder, raised his head proudly, and stared at Cheng Hao unblinkingly. It seemed that he had just confessed and was waiting for Cheng Hao's decision.

"Yeah, Mengli, Lanmeng, this is a bit powerful, this scripture can even recall the memory in the mind, if you don't know that it is just an illusion, this temptation is really not good to refuse!"

I admired it in my heart, but Cheng Hao was unmoved. Although the girl is good, how can she compare with the immortal Dao? Let alone two phantoms.

Then, the picture changed again. Cheng Hao was lying in the blood sea of ​​the corpse mountain, his whole body festered, and the dense white bones were exposed, and his death was extremely tragic.

"This picture is really lifelike, and you can even faintly feel that there are maggots crawling on the corpse. People who have not seen the big scene may not accept it!"

Looking at the tragic death in the picture, Cheng Hao commented with interest in his heart. For him, such a master who has led his little brother to cut people and killed devils in the barracks, there is really nothing to say about corpses. Fear, even if this corpse looks like his own.

boom!

Suddenly, the picture in his mind disappeared instantly, and Cheng Hao felt that the endless starlight in the starry sky seemed to have merged with his own soul, turning into a sun god, and in the sky, Mingming sent an irresistible force, and turned himself Pulled out of his body, his soul floated to the sky.

This feeling of ascension was very real, even if Cheng Hao knew from the Amitabha Sutra that there would be an ascension phantom in the process of cultivation, but a bold idea was still unstoppable in his heart.

"Try it, give it a try, what if it's true? If it succeeds, you can directly prove that Daoyang God has ascended to the immortal realm!"

This kind of thought is like a spreading flood, quickly impacting Cheng Hao's reason, urging him to ascend quickly and prove the way to immortality as soon as possible.

At this critical juncture, suddenly, the Amitabha, who seemed to be his own past life, appeared in the starry sky. As soon as the golden Buddha appeared, the soul who wanted to escape from the body and ascend to the sky calmed down, and the thought of wanting to ascend in his mind All of a sudden disappeared.

"Sure enough, for cultivators, flying into a fairy is the most difficult temptation to refuse!"

Cheng Hao opened his eyes and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, a look of lingering fear!

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