Chapter 396 Buddha

"It turned out to be Sister Ye, disrespectful and disrespectful! Well, I'm in a hurry. Let's go first--"

Qin Yan didn't wait for Ye Xinghe to answer, so he turned around and strode back. However, he only took two steps and heard Ye Xinghe's soft voice sound behind him: "Wind Gate, dovetail, Yishe, ground machine... Mr. Qin, the injury on your body reminds me of a person..."

Qin Yan's heart was so weak that he no longer dared to expose his weaknesses behind her. He looked back and said in a low voice, "Isn't Sister Ye joking? I'm me. Who else can I think of?"

Under the moonlight, the cold wind blows the branches and rustle. Ye Xinghe's eyes also had a little starlight. He gently raised his two fingers. His elegant expression was like a Buddha's flower, and he said softly, "The smell of the wound on your body is very much like a person being sought after by many people. Um, Broken Hammer, Dongxuan Zhenjing, and Bihai Jianqi... Mr. Qin, should you say something?

"What else can I say?" Qin Yan narrowed his eyes, stared at her hands that were slowly concluding the Buddha seal, and sighed helplessly, "I didn't expect that Sister Ye's nose was better than a dog. It's not unfair to fall into your hands!"

It's really unlucky to say that such an encounter is the result of running around. If I had known it, I wouldn't have attended that damn banquet! Hey! However, now is not the time to regret. Qin Yan's two hands hidden in his sleeves are also secretly accumulating strength. He has tried his best to recover 30% of his cultivation and has not had a chance to strike. After all, Huanzhen Island has always been compassionate, and the combat effectiveness of its chief disciples should not be as good as that of Die Shumeng. After a blow, even if I can't win, I can still strive for a chance to escape...

Today, we need to see whether the so-called empty-burning lamp heart method is as wonderful as the legend!

Ye Xinghe pinched the seal, and a rotating golden lotus flower condensed between his palms, and the six petals bloomed for the first time. Countless mysterious Sanskrit floated out of the void and couldn't help swimming around the lotus leaves. The pure Buddha light gradually enveloped the woman's whole body. In a trance, she had turned into a solemn Bodhisattva. A circle of light wheels appeared behind his head, and the faint sound of prayers of all sentient beings singing the scriptures gathered around from the eight wilderness, cutting off Qin Yan's back road.

The ethereal and grand sound of Buddha reveals a peaceful and pure meaning, and gradually becomes grand and loud, knocking on the hearts of lost people. If Qin Yan closes his eyes, there is an illusion of being surrounded by hundreds of millions of believers. The operation of the power in his body was also affected, and his soul was about to fly, as if he was going to convert under the sincere persuasion of the Bodhisattva.

The sound of wind and water can no longer be heard. The sparkling light seems to be still, and time freezes at this moment. All the illusory or real bodhisattvas from the sky, hell, and the world occupy the sky and universe. The pure pure land has been extending from the real world to the depths of the soul. All eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, consciousness, and even the knowledge And all the visions and fields that can be felt have been penetrated by the power of compassion, and all the hiding places of Qin Yan have been stripped away, completely exposed to this pure land of the Buddha country like naked **.

The accumulated power was completely interrupted. Qin Yan found that he had lost his perception of the body, and even his soul could not move. He could only directly withstand the eyes of thousands of Arhat Bodhisattva with his own divine consciousness. His heart was shocked. Seeing that countless Bodhisattvas seemed to stretch out a finger at the same time and pointed straight to his eyebrows, he could no longer resist the panic and anger in his heart. With a roar in the depths of his soul, he wanted to accumulate all the divine power to make a deadly blow. But at this time, the Bodhisattva's movements suddenly stopped and the Buddha's country began to dissipate.

The overwhelming white lotus petals are wrapped in the figure of the illusory Bodhisattva, which is broken one by one, scattering the whole pure land into the void. Qin Yan regained his full perception of the five senses and consciousness in an instant, and the interrupted power surged in his body again. He looked at Ye Xinghe doubtfully and saw that she put her hands together, lowered her head and recited a Buddha's horn. Her eyes were as gentle as water, and whispered, "It turns out that Mr. Qin also has a compassionate Buddha heart, and he has practiced three of six links. It seems that everyone has misunderstood you..."

Qin Yan looked at her coldly and said lightly, "It's not necessarily a misunderstanding."

Ye Xinghe stepped forward a few steps and looked at his face peacefully under Qin Yansen's cold eyes. In silence, the smile in her eyes became thicker and thicker. She looked up and down and said in an extremely happy tone, "Mr. Qin has suffered many setbacks in the world. It is rare to maintain a pure heart. If he continues to practice, he will eventually achieve positive results."

"Oh? Do you mean that people like me can also become Buddhas? Sister Ye probably made a mistake. I think hell is probably my best destination.

"Hell and the pure land are only separated by one thought. Mr. Qin, please don't be confused by the vanity. All the sufferings in the world are tempered. As long as you wash the Buddha's heart, there will be a time to see the sun. If you don't mind, I want to talk to you about Buddhism.

Qin Yan's lips raised slightly. Under the moon, the lakeside, beauty, in the eyes of others, may be a beautiful and romantic scene! His eyes were mixed with the chill of the night, and he sneered, "What if I mind?"

Ye Xinghe didn't seem to feel the coldness emanating all over his body. He came over and took his hand. Qin Yan's wrist trembled, and his aura turned into a cold ice sword, cut off Ye Xinghe's sleeve, and cut a blood mouth on her lotus root arm.

The red blood gushed out and flowed down the fair skin, which looked a little shocking. Qin Yan frowned and said, "I said I mind. Didn't you hear me?"

Ye Xinghe didn't look at the wound. He firmly held his hand and said softly, "Has Mr. Qin ever read the Lingyan Curse?"

Qin Yan was silent for a long time and nodded slightly under her persistent gaze.

"All Buddhas were born in ten directions. Ten Buddhas. Therefore, the heart is cursed. You have to become supremely aware. Ten Buddhas. Hold this spell. Surrender the demons. Control of foreign Taoism... The strict mantra is related to the rise and fall of Buddhism. As long as someone in the world recites a solemn mantra, it is the existence of righteousness/law..."

Qin Yan snorted softly: "It's an exaggeration."

Ye Xinghe didn't seem to hear his slander and said with a smile, "There are many Buddhist scriptures in the world, and there are different opinions. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, which makes it difficult for people to enter. This solemn curse is the foundation of my Buddha's true Dharma. If Mr. Qin wants to practice the Dharma, he might as well start from now on.

Qin Yan's heart moved. He recited the Buddhist scriptures since he was a child, but he couldn't practice any wish. Could it be because he didn't distinguish the law? Ye Xinghe is the leading figure in the young generation of Buddhism. Maybe he can help him interpret the truth?