Chapter 328 Proverbs

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Gui Zhenyi stopped speaking, but what he just said suddenly changed Zhao Hu's face, and many of the strong people he invited also changed their faces!

How terrible is it to make the strong at the Buddha level ashamed and speechless, abandon their cultivation, abandon Buddha and defect to Confucianism? The Buddha was strong, who survived three disasters and nine hardships, and finally achieved the existence of the fruit of arhats, comparable to immortals.

The most important thing is that the Buddha's strong man, which one is not as strong as steel, and his meditation skills are amazing. Even if the sky collapses and the earth is cracked, it is still a strong existence that can shake their hearts and make them collapse. What amazing words and realms do they need?

In fact, some veteran immortals present also heard this secret, but they just regarded it as a joke. Unexpectedly, Gui Zhenyi's meaning turned out to be true? Rumor has it that a long time ago, there was a scholarly ancestor of Daluo Jinxian who understood the true meaning of Daluo in Taihao Academy. He once made a Buddhist Buddha cry bitterly, and finally resolutely abandoned the Buddha fruit and threw himself into Taihao Academy.

If this rumor really exists, it will be shocking. Although the realm of returning to the truth is far from comparable to the ancestors of the great Luo Jinxian, some of the essence of the rhetorical questions have been understood, and I'm afraid it is equally amazing!

In the realm of returning to the truth, it may not be possible to ask such a profound and mysterious question, but if it is better than a gourd painting, it can still exert some power.

"It's so sinister!"

Hearing the words, Zhao Hu suddenly became furious and worried in an instant.

I made some plans and took a certain risk to gamble, but I didn't expect that Taihao Academy was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it hid such a powerful killing move. At this moment, I'm afraid that Moke would be in danger. Not to mention fighting with the other party's genius disciples, I'm afraid that it would be difficult to resist this motto. .

No matter how worried I am, it doesn't help. I can only wait quietly and pray that Moke can give me a surprise.

Everyone put their eyes on it. In the burning white light curtain, at this moment, there is a figure standing, bearing the motto.

Moke had forgotten everything at this time, and the sound of sages reciting history books passed on to his mind, like a torrent and vast, giving him a feeling of incomparable, a drop in the ocean.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman should be self-reliant!"

"The son is speechless and chaotic!"

"Murder and set fire to the golden belt, repair the bridge and repair the road without corpses! There is no justice between this world! My Confucianism adheres to the wisdom of heaven and earth, preserves great righteousness, Ming Liuhe, knows demons and ghosts, and reaches gods.

"Unintentional is selfless, and everything in the world is one!"

The endless sage's words rippled and suffocatingly, as if they cover all the truths between heaven and earth, constantly filling Moco's mind, impacting and contrasting with his own thoughts! In Moke's mind, more and more Confucianism's magnificent masculinity gathered. Finally, with a roar, a magnificent illusory body appeared.

This illusory body is a scholar, with a high crown and strange clothes, extremely ancient, exuding a kind of mind that enlightens the people, opens up the world to peace, and the foundation of the eternal world.

He looked down on Moke, his eyes were as bright and deep as the starry sky, and a powerful and mysterious idea suddenly came down.

Between heaven and earth, good and evil are like yin and yang, which are born and restrain each other, and live endlessly. Things compete for natural selection. It is the origin of heaven and earth. The road is ruthless, erases everything, and harvests endless lives. The road is the most affectionate, and everything has a glimmer of vitality. Even the vicious people have a glimmer of vitality. And my Confucianism, explores the mystery, pursues self-improvement in competition, kills demons and demons, and saves the world from being upside down. This is the true way! And your Buddhism is the most hypocritical. With Shamen's great wish, if you want to save all sentient beings in heaven and earth, it's just a mirror, water and moon, strange power and chaos.

This huge idea echoes and has a mysterious artistic conception, which makes people can't help but echo it.

However, Moke did not match. His heart raised an anger and suddenly launched a counterattack.

"Amitabha, this is a bad word! Our Buddhism adheres to the great wisdom of heaven and earth, and saves all sentient beings in the world with a great mind to save all sentient beings from the sea of suffering and step into the real pure land of bliss. How can such a grand wish be comparable to your Confucianism to strengthen yourself alone? With boundless compassion, this is the real road!"

After such a response, a quiet, distant and unfathomable atmosphere arises spontaneously, and Moke seems to touch the charm of Wanfa.

"The way of heaven works, good and evil are like yin and yang, and they are born and circulated endlessly. Your Buddhism can't be broken. In the end, you are destined to only have Shamen's wishes, which can't be realized! Universal all sentient beings... If there is no demon to destroy the world, how can Buddha cross all sentient beings? Everything is just a dream, wandering, long dreams, endless. What year is this evening?

Moke had just fought back, and the illusory scholar sent out his mind again. This idea, which was extremely horrible, sent out the sharpest question. At the same time, there was an infinite dream covering everything, the transformation of heaven and earth, the continuous evolution, and everything was a false feeling.

Suddenly, there is a feeling of being in the long river of history and the torrent of years. Standing in the long river, the endless years flow, the transformation of heaven and earth, countless creatures are old, sick and dying, and constantly changing. Moke is like being reincarnated countless times in an instant, constantly feeling various experiences.

At a certain moment, he turned into a shepherd boy riding a green cow and played the jade flute in the continuous drizzle. Finally, he was found by a strong Buddhist man with extraordinary qualifications and accepted him as a disciple. He worked hard to pursue the great wish of Buddhism and finally died tragically.

"If there is no demon to destroy the world, how can Buddha cross all sentient beings?"

At the moment of its extinction, a long-term shouting sounded and deaf.

The next moment, Moke turned into a small sami. Since he was a child, he was in a temple. He was a devout person and worshiped the Buddha all his life, constantly doing all kinds of good deeds, but there were too many sins. Finally, when he died tragically, he was still very unwilling.

"If there is no demon to destroy the world, how can Buddha cross all sentient beings?"

At the moment when he was unwilling to die, this kind of question resounded again and shocked his heart.

In the long river of time, Moke's continuous reincarnation is for the sake of Buddha's great wishes for life, but in the end, it is all failures, endless frustration and disappointment, like sand embankment, constantly accumulating, more and more and more.

Every time at the moment of death, if there is no demon to destroy the world, the Buddha will echo the mind, making his heart more and more depressed, desperate and endless despair.

In the end, Moke's heart unconsciously raised this idea. Everything is a dream and a terrible sweet conspiracy. As the Confucian scholar said, between heaven and earth, good and evil are interlocked and endless. If there are no demons to destroy the world, how can Buddha cross all sentient beings? Everything is doomed to be just falsehood.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman should be self-reliant!"

At this moment, the endless sages' words sounded, like the dawn of endless despair. Moke seemed to see countless sages, smiling at himself and wanted to devote himself to their ranks. From then on, he was extremely intelligent, independent and special.

"Abando Buddha and Confucianism!"

Suddenly, these four words popped out of Moko's heart, like Hong Zhong Dalu, rumbled.

"Since all sentient beings are just false, what else should they do with those false compassion? Just abandon it and seek the true self!"

As if knowing what he was thinking, the illusory scholar smiled kindly, bright and touchingly, and opened his mouth again and asked Moke to abandon Buddhism and become Confucianism.

In the face of all this, Moke's head rumbled, and his whole mind suddenly became dull. It seemed that he had experienced a storm in an instant and was still in a muddle-headed state, and could not make real decisions and guidance at all. At this moment, the scholar's voice is full of heaven and earth, which seems to be the only guide of heaven and earth.

Abando Buddha and devote himself to Confucianism!

At this moment, Moko's heart was shocked, leaving only this idea.