Chapter 1493: Sumiya

Mount Xumi ... a magnificent name, the highest land of the Buddha, there are too many legends about it, leaving an endless mystery in the world.

This most ancient fairy mountain is not only famous in the Big Dipper field, but also has infinite legends in other ancient star fields, representing the fundamentals of Buddhism and of great significance.

Now Ye Fan led the army and came to face the Xumi Mountain, seeing its true content, and was shocked.

Mount Xumi is too large, towering in the sky, towering and vast, can pierce the sky, can fill the ocean, spanning the ancient and modern, immortal.

Standing in front of it, people feel their own insignificance, as if the ants are looking at the galaxy, disproportionately, deeply feel their own weakness.

"According to legend, Mount Xumi was 84,000 years old." Dongfang Ye said, carrying a big stick with brown teeth, and the savages felt like a cricket was facing the towering giant tree.

It is about 13,000 kilometers from ten to ten years. In this way, the elevation of Mount Xumi is almost a figure of today. Of course, its height must be exaggerated.

The magnificence and magnificence of this mountain can be seen, which is called the most of the Big Dipper field. There is no more ancient mountain than its magnificent, boundless and majestic.

Mount Xumi is only the main mountain, and there are several mountains around it. It is also magnificent, with silver waterfalls falling down, and Zen singing endlessly, setting the central Xumi more magnificent.

At the foot of the mountain, there is water surrounded by water, something that you can't see from afar, but when you get closer, it is surprising. The vast water area is like a sea.

"It must be Qibaochi," Li Heishui said.

There are records in the Buddhist scriptures that there are seven treasure pools in the bliss land. This pool is natural rather than man-made. Therefore, it is called the seven treasure pool, also known as the eight merit pool, because the pool is full of eight merit water.

The water quality is crystal clear, also known as Baweishui, or Badingshui, which has eight kinds of special advantages, namely: clear, cold, sweet, soft, moisturizing, peaceful, eliminating hunger and thirst, and raising roots.

The eight merits are very precious, and the pilgrims are all eager to drink. There are all kinds of wonderful things to drink. They can stay away from the dirt, purify the body, purify the soul, grow and nurture the six roots, and stay away from suffering.

If you want to go to Xumi, you must first cross the sea and cross the eight meritorious virtues.

Ryoma cried: "Give him all the light and see how he shows dignity and rareness."

Speaking of which, it opened its mouth wide and was ready to put it all in its belly, and sacrificed the magic weapon to collect water.

However, the Ba Gong Dehai sent out countless Buddha lights, bursts of Buddha sounds, and suddenly blocked his spell, and did not draw a drop of water.

Everyone knows that Xumishan is not easy to attack, but did not expect that the water at the foot of Guangshan is so extraordinary, like a grand pass, lying in front of him.

The main mountain stands in the center of the clear and clear sea. It is huge and magnificent, and it is so vast that it can't be added. There are some magnificent temples on the mountain.

As for the Daleiyin Temple, which is invisible, it is located on the top of the mountain, 84,000 from the ground. Even if you have the sky eye, you can't see it, and it is blocked by the mountain.

"It's too vast, I feel that the power of Wang Yang is circulating on the mountain. I think even if there is no defensive magic circle, if I let me fight like this, I won't necessarily be able to penetrate the Buddha's power." Yan Yiyi hunted in white and couldn't help it. Sighed.

The whole mountain is shining, peaceful and pure thoughts are lingering, and a large area of ​​light is transpiring. This is no longer the earth, like the old land of the fairy family.

Layer after layer of translucent silver transpiration, more pale golden brilliance flowing, this is the most pure power of faith, blessed on the mountain, the thick can not be opened.

This immense power makes people tremble and cannot be measured at all. The entire mountain has long been deified, and every grass and tree has a Buddha nature, which is thoroughly moisturized by the glory.

This is the result of hundreds of thousands of years of congregation of the minds of the entire universe of Buddhas. After a long period of accumulation, we have had such an incredible scene today.

In the depths of the universe, many ancient places of life have the tradition of Amitabha. Endless beliefs cross the void and are not affected by distance. Eventually they all flow to Mount Xumi.

The God Territory on the other side is like a little witch to a big witch compared to Sumi Mountain, and it is too far away. This is the sea of ​​gods transformed by the power of true faith!

At this time, the layers of glorious waves filled the entire ancient mountain, appearing solemn and sacred, shocking people.

"Scramble ..."

The big bells linger and the sound of a long blast is heard from an ancient temple on Mount Xumi. If a scripture enters your ears, you will be deafened and awakened.

"What a big shelf, is the monk of Xumishan warning us?" Princess Silkworm sneered, seeming to be very obsessed with Buddhism.

It's no wonder that the victory over the Buddha was his husband, who entered the Buddha door and never looked back. There are various opinions in the outside world. The most outrageous and terrible thing is that the victory over the Buddha may be lost and the true self lost.

"Amitabha, the princes and masters moved the crowd. Why did you come here? The Buddha's pure land is unacceptable for this kind of sword and sword." An old monk appeared and stood under the Xumi Mountain and recited the Buddha's number.

In this regard, Ye Fan directly took out a treasure bow, which was a magic weapon refined on the ancient road of the human race. He extracted a sacred bone arrow, put it on the bow string, and directly pulled it away, shooting like a full moon.

This is a terrible light beam, which contains Ye Fan's Shinto power, accompanied by lightning and thunder, and a strong wind, rushing directly to the old monk at the foot of Mount Xumi.

Rumble!

The sky is cracking, and a saint bone arrow directly tears the sky and earth, as if it can destroy all obstacles and make the void in front broken.

The old monk changed color, his big sleeves flicked, and the power of faith fell down from Mount Xumi, turned into a waterfall, and directly hit the Shengpu arrow, and it burst into a powder.

Everyone changed color, Ye Fan's power was so strong, the arrow he shot was enough to threaten the First Order, but it was directly destroyed by the power of faith.

This place is too horrible. This endless thought is vaster than the ocean and thicker than the starry sky. It is unparalleled!

"What do you mean by the donor, you used martial arts in the Pure Land of the Buddha Gate, and shot Lao Qin with arrows, it's a bit over," the old monk said.

Ye Fan coldly said: "My shot is your hypocrisy. The Buddha speaks about the truth, and you know why I came, but you still talk about the sword and the sword, and ask me to wait, I will help you get rid of the misunderstanding."

"Amitabha." The old monk chanted the Buddha's number and even blamed.

"The thief and bald man were there to study the scriptures, and handed over my big nephew, or swept over your Mount Sumeru." Dongfangye shouted, his naked upper body, his sturdy bronze body muscles coiled like a dragon, flashing luster, he lifted up Great mace.

"The poor monk knows his mistakes and commits disgusting thoughts, so he releases himself." The old monk said.

With a soft breath, his body shattered, turned into a little smoke, and finally merged into Xumi Mountain.

Everyone stunned, and then took a breath of breath. This was just a imaginary thought. It belonged to a shadow bred by the power of Su Mishan, not a real Buddha.

This Sumeru Mountain is the convergence of the minds of the infinite Buddha, which is really unfathomable.

"When ..." The big clock lingers, and the sound wave conveys thousands of miles, purging the soul of the people.

On the half-mountainside of Naxumi Mountain, a fog spread away, revealing an ancient temple. This is obviously not the Great Leiyin Temple, but only a very important one among the Buddhist gates.

A middle-aged monk stood in front of the temple gate with his hands folded. Recite the Buddha's number and say: "Don't miss it, please come back. There are only monks and Buddhas here, and there are no people you want to find."

"The monk does not swear, you are a disciple of the Buddha, but you have a sorrow, and the flowers are on this mountain. Why don't you say?" Ye Tong shouted.

He is prosperous, and there is a radiant sun blooming in his body, and every inch of flesh and blood is glowing in this body. This question is loud, and the momentum is amazing.

"In the past, all the illusions have become smoke, and here is only Buddha and reason." The middle-aged monk said.

Everyone has seen that this is a real person, with blood and flesh, not pure thoughts.

"Don't talk nonsense, surrender flowers, and save people as slaves. This place can be called only Buddha and reason?" Li Tian sneered.

"Buddha's pure land, there is no flower, please donate back." The middle-aged monk's face was calm.

"In this case, I will break through the mountain gate and wait to find myself!" Long Ma shouted.

"Amitabha, this is the place where the monks clean up. You are rude, please go away." The middle monk folded his hands together.

Ye Fan said, "The Buddha said that all beings are equal, everyone has the Buddha's character, and they can all become Buddhas. Is there any difference between me and you? Since I can climb to Mount Xumi, I am not willing to make way."

The middle-aged monk looked stagnant and said, "Everyone is clearly a big demon, and they all come with a killing intention. If you lose your true nature, how can you be allowed to enter."

"Joke, who is the demon? Suppress my younger brother and turn into a servant. I wait for the door to rescue, but you are defined as a devil. I think you are in trouble!" Ye Tong scolded.

At this moment, a young monk on the summit of Mount Xumi came down, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, and looked superb, saying, "The donor, you are wrong, the Buddha is living all beings, and it is a compassion, And this time, it was his fortune that the fate came into the Buddha, how can it be called repression? "

"Buddha's distress is the great suffering of the world and all the hardships. But you are the human beings, the repression is slavery, the front and rear boundaries are too great, and greed, anger, delusion and so on occupy a complete set!"

Amitabha set up a religion, created Buddhist doors, believers everywhere, and collected the power of faith. This is a kind of generosity, but it does not suppress people's will, but chooses each other.

He is living for a long time, universal beings, and the power of faith, but it also makes believers full of energy, light and healthy, and reciprocal in both directions.

Nowadays, Huahua's indifference is contrary to the classics, and it has long been unrecognizable. It is completely violent to suppress and wash the primordial spirit and let it lose itself.

"It would be no problem if you stop the Ge with a degree. But the flowers are not evil, what do you do? But they were brutally suppressed. If there is a saying today, it will overthrow the Sumiya Mountain." , Like a roar of a lion.

"The donors are too obsessed with their minds, misinterpreting the Buddha's ideas, why are they coming so empty and silent, and don't want to have a picture." Said the young monk.

Obviously, his status is unusual, and his mana is very strong, with a calm and confident.

"Qiang"

Suddenly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Ye Fan, who had been silent, moved, pulled out a dark red fairy sword, and hacked it directly.

Xumishan is very strong, with the power of endless faith flowing, but the sudden blow to this emperor's weapon cannot be completely prevented.

"Empty and silent, why bother to come." Ye Fan said indifferently.

"puff"

The young monk's head turned into blood mud, his body disintegrated, completely destroyed, and full of unwillingness.

"I should have said everything. It is clearly the Buddha's magical powers that pretend to be my disciple, but it keeps talking arrogantly, so as not to help you all four." Ye Fan's words continued, "I also have the method of overcoming the great sufferings of the world. In the West Desert Lijiao, Pudu sentient beings began from Xumi Mountain. "