Chapter 255 Buddha in the palm

After his eyes turned into treasure-hunting fairy pupils, Moke traveled around and spread the true essence of Buddhism everywhere. At the same time, he constantly collected a kind of spiritual objects, materials and ores. For three months, Moke can be said to have gained a lot. After sleeping for more than a month, Xiaojin woke up and regained his energy again.

Moke directly passed on the practice of the King Kong ape to Xiaojin. Xiaojin's talent was amazing. It took him a very short time to understand the practice method and began to practice step by step. On the road of practice, talent is important, firm will is important, and skills are equally important. This skill obtained by Xiao Jin is specially prepared for ape demon practitioners. It is very smart, and his strength has been greatly improved.

On this day, Moke traveled to a hilly area and came to a small village.

Under the sunset, a large group of villagers were surrounded by an old locust tree. Moke stood like a god and Buddha, raised his hands slightly, and immediately the Buddha lights shot out one after another, covering everyone and moistening their bodies. The bodies of some tired patients immediately improved, full of strength, and their hearts were full of warmth and quietness.

"Amitabha..."

After half axiang, Moko put his hands together and stopped casting the spell.

"Amitabha..."

Learning from Moke's appearance, countless villagers also put their hands together and made devout prayers.

After demobilization of many villagers, Moke immediately sat under the big locust tree, and Xiao Jin was playing with a cheerful scene beside him. Not everyone has left, and many elderly villagers still stay under the old locust tree, wanting to spend more time with the gods and Buddhas to get some teachings from gods and Buddhas.

"Amitabha, God Buddha, you have traveled around the world and must have met monsters. I don't know how you deal with it. Can you tell us about it so that we can open our horizons?"

"Amitabha, God Buddha, is your Dafan Temple really a million miles away from here? You are really a great power!"

"Amitabha, God Buddha, I don't know if the great power in your mouth, and you, can really live immortality?"

A group of villagers surrounded Moke and kept making various inquiries.

In the face of these, Moke is not irritable and tirelessly answer them one by one. There are some questions that Moke has talked about and does not talk deeply. At the same time, through some conversations, he instilled the great compassionate thoughts of Buddhism into these villagers, hoping that they will also do more good deeds.

While chatting, Moke learned an anecdote from an old man named Old Jiaotou.

According to the old Jiaotou, when he moved into the village, he lived on a green lotus peak 300 miles away, on which there was a cliff called a line of sky, which could lead to a remote and desolate valley. This valley is a little strange. It is covered with white fog all year round, and birds and beasts are rare. No one has ever entered, because once you enter the white fog, you will lose your way and take a long time to get out.

But someone once faintly heard a burst of mysterious Buddha's Zen singing. After hearing this, he suddenly became very smart and began to do business to make money. Now, he is already a rich side.

Most of the gossip of the mountain village man was extremely exaggerated. Moke smiled, but when he thought about it, if there was really a Buddhist monk living in seclusion in that valley, he would have benefited a lot if he went to talk to him about reciting Buddha.

With such an idea in his heart, Moke spread the Buddhist Dharma the next day, washed his body with the Buddhist method for some old, young, sick and disabled villagers, and then floated away and headed for the valley.

Qinglian Peak, a relatively steep mountain in the Gelan Mountains, because of the beasts, few people come here, and in the middle of the mountain, there is a crack called a line of sky. Following this crack and going deep into it, you can come to a very hidden valley.

At this time, Moke was standing in front of the white misty valley.

Just standing at the gate of this valley, Moke has a feeling that, as the old anxious head said, there is a mystery in the valley in front of him!

"Amitabha... Sure enough, the connotation of this valley is mysterious, and the white fog is also caused by the array. However, there are so many changes among them. My Buddha's eyes now also have the feeling of seeing flowers in the fog and can't be completely penetrated..."

Running the Buddha's eyes, Moke vaguely saw countless golden wires flowing, which was extremely fast, flickering, hazy, and some of them were not real enough, and could only see a general.

Moke's Buddha's eye will become more and more powerful as his strength increases. When he cultivates to the peak, he can penetrate the nothingness and explore Jiuyou, but Moke is still too far away from this.

"Amitabha... Little guy, come in..."

Suddenly, a quiet sound was transmitted, full of a great tranquility, washing the smell of the world.

His face suddenly became solemn. Just hearing the sound, Moke was like seeing a great Buddha with exquisite Buddhism. He sat down and motioned to himself with a smile and asked him to come. Obviously, the one who makes the sound must be the Buddhist monk who lives in seclusion here.

"Wangla......"

At this time, the originally rolling white fog suddenly cracked a passage, and a golden road formed by Buddha's light appeared. It was warm and infinite. The Zen Buddha sang around and was full of infinite hope.

With no hesitation, Moko has set foot on this road of Buddha's light.

As his body stepped into it, immediately, a stream of Buddha's light gently dragged him. The next moment, Moko shrank like an inch and had come to the depths of the whole valley.

In an instant, Moke came to the depths of the valley. A kind-looking old monk appeared in front of him, sitting in a circle formed by a golden Buddha light. There was a great breath of compassion in his eyes, and a vast world faintly appeared behind him.

This world seems to be a huge Buddha country, with thousands of rays of light, circles, eternal and immeasurable. Among them, countless golden figures are singing in Zen, emitting a breath of peace, joy, peace and great joy.

Suddenly, Moke's heart was shocked, showing an extremely shocked expression.

"Amitabha... Buddha in the palm of your hand! This... This is the real power of Buddhism! Great magic power, Buddha can't have such Buddha power!"

"Amitabha... Little monk Moke, meet the master!"

Taking a deep breath, Moko respectfully made a Buddhist salute and showed absolute respect.

With a kind smile, the old monk sitting on the ground nodded and smiled, waved his right hand, and Moko's worship posture was stopped. Then, a refreshing soft voice sounded "Amitabha... Little guy, you and I are both disciples of Buddhism, and there is no difference between superiority and inferiority. My Buddhism does not pay attention to the superiority and inferiority of Confucianism. You don't have to do so. If you can come here, you and I will have a cause and effect, and then I will put you into it and cut off the cause and effect. In addition, I have been sitting on this site for 30,000 years to talk to a little guy.

30,000 years!

It's okay that the old monk didn't open his mouth. As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately shocked Moke again. How amazing is it to sit on this site for 30,000 years? What kind of realm is this?