The emperor invites me to become an immortal in the opening chapter of Zhetian Chapter 567: The true Buddha is born, and the long-cherished wish is fulfilled
The Buddha Kingdom is vast for hundreds of millions of miles, with Buddhists everywhere, endless temples, and incense and fire birds. .
The entire ancient star, the entire ancient territory, all worshiped Buddha devoutly, truly creating boundless faith, eternal and unique.
Today, on the top of Mount Sumeru, there is some kind of sacred and peaceful power surging, accompanied by the flow of gold and silver.
Here, it seems that there is an ancient Buddha transforming into a Tao, and it seems that there is immortal vitality brewing.
In the vast expanse of land, countless Buddhists, regardless of race or cultivation level, all had a sense of induction. Looking at the direction of Mount Sumeru in the distance, they seemed to have a clear understanding. They immediately clasped their hands together and said with a pious expression on their face
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"My Buddha is compassionate."
At the same time, Mount Sumeru was violently shaken.
Since the ancient times, Mount Sumeru came to this star from outside the territory to promote Buddhism. It has been more than a million years ago.
Although Buddhism has not yet seen the birth of a true Buddha in the supreme realm, it has always been prosperous, with quasi-emperors and great sages incessantly.
And Mount Sumeru, in a sense, has become the supreme holy land of Buddhism in the human world, respected by countless Buddhist forces in all heavens and realms.
Those who can live in Mount Sumeru are all powerful people above the Buddhist holy realm, or protectors of the Tao.
At this moment, ancient Buddhas appeared one after another in the majestic and majestic hall. They all looked solemnly at the place where the Buddha's light was surging.
In the haze, a slightly illusory and ethereal figure of the Buddha emerged, immeasurable and flawless.
This was created by the power of Buddhist faith for millions of years, but now it seems as if it is transforming into a Tao, the divine clouds are shimmering, and the divine chains of laws are melting and disappearing from the world.
Accompanied by bursts of Buddhist chanting, it echoes between heaven and earth.
Seeing this, Ancient Buddha, who had finally reached the level of quasi-emperor with extraordinary cultivation, couldn't help but want to take action.
This illusory Buddha body is the hope of Buddhism, and it is the foundation of Sumeru. It must not be lost.
However, before he could take action, a majestic and majestic force descended, carrying the power of the Sumeru Mountain, condensing the fundamental creation of Buddhism and overwhelming everything.
It is a pestle of merit and virtue. The whole body seems to be made of the glow of falling stars all over the sky. It shows a brilliant purple color, with golden cloud patterns all over it. There is a faint light of Buddha permeating it, the supreme path. The power is overwhelming.
At the same time, the buzzing sound of the gods came from the merit tree
"The cause of tomorrow is the result of today; there are times of gathering and separation, so don't force it. You guys, enlightenment "Have you?"
After hearing this, many ancient Buddhas clasped their hands and were about to answer
"Boom"
In the depths of Sumeru, there was a roar like the beginning of the world. From there, a bright and pure Buddha light tore through the void and came to this place.
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"My Buddha is compassionate, seePass the Buddha. ”
The Buddhas were shocked and bowed respectfully to the visitor.
That was an old monk with long eyebrows that reached the ground. His cultivation was extremely strong and his seniority was even higher. Astonishingly, he is the first proponent of Sumeru Buddhism.
He is the first of all the Buddhas of Sumeru.
"Mara, you are here. ”
The heartfelt sighs of the gods came from the merit treasure pestle.
The old monk who emerged from the source seemed not to have heard the praise of the merit treasure pestle. He said, looking straight at the disintegrating illusory Buddha. In his slightly cloudy eyes, there were faint glimmers of tears.
The long-cherished wish that spanned nearly two million years has finally come to an end. When it is about to be achieved, even the supreme quasi-emperor ancient Buddha cannot help but cry with joy.
The top of Mount Sumeru is silent, and many monks and Buddhas are silent.
Only the Buddha's light is blazing, like a fairy fire. Burning.
When the last ray of Buddha's light burns out, the light of the fire finally disappears, reflecting a child who is born with "Buddha's bones". Boy, bright and intelligent, with excellent foundation and bones.
"Amitabha"
The old monk Mara and the pestle of merit and virtue seemed to have seen a glimpse of the future, and they immediately recited it in unison. I heard such a Buddha's name that I had never heard before.
This is a vast plateau mountainous area. The sky is pure and blue, and the clouds are light and the wind is gentle.
The surface is an endless grassland. The abundant water and grass are the basis for the livelihood of the herdsmen.
Of course, most of the people living in this area believe in Buddhism.
On this day, a man with long eyebrows reached the ground. The old monk came to a certain herdsman's home, showed his Buddhist teachings, and expressed his intention to take the couple's young son to practice.
As ordinary people, they may not have the same understanding of Buddhist teachings. They are not very religious, but they have the simplest respect for the old monk.
In addition, the old monk has shown his own cultivation before, so it is naturally more respectable.
The old monk didn’t want to force it, and ultimately had to listen to the child’s own wishes.
After receiving the latter’s affirmative answer, the old monk finally showed an unconcealable smile. Very cheerfully
"From this day forward, you will be called Amitabha. ”
The old monk’s eyes were lowered, with unconcealable love in them, and he looked at the child in front of him with extra kindness.
And the eyes of the child called Amitabha It is also a clear and bright light.
It doesn’t look like a young child who is about to leave home. It has a feeling of being young and mature.
However, when Mara rides on the auspicious clouds, he takes it with him. When Amitabha flew into the clouds for the first time, the latter suddenly burst into tears, truly heartbreaking.
For a long time, Moro's laughter echoed in the clouds and sky. .
After bringing Amitabha back to Mount Sumeru, Maraxuan built its foundation with many rare treasures of heaven and earth.
It's all Sumeru, or rather the accumulation of millions of years of Buddhism, and now it's all thrown at little Amitabha regardless of the cost.
Of course, as the most powerful quasi-emperor of the generation, Moro will never push back the growth of the country. Every treasure of heaven and earth will not be wasted, nor will it lay hidden dangers for his subsequent practice and make his foundation abnormal. Solid, it can be said to shock the past and the present.
On the top of Mount Sumeru, a sacred Bodhi tree stands. Compared with the common Bodhi trees, it is not too high, only about three feet.
In the past, Xumi suffered a disaster, and the Bodhi tree was naturally not immune and eventually perished.
In the long period of more than a million years, Bodhisattva has been bathed in endless Buddha light, and many ancient Buddhas have been watered with pure and flawless faith in the world of mortals. Its nature has long been restored to its original state.
The whole sacred tree is like withered jasper, crystal clear, with fairy clouds shining and green light shining all over its body.
Countless branches fell down, and the green leaves on them swayed and rustled, scattering wisps of wisdom from the avenue.
Just by being close to it, it seems that you can hear the roar of heavenly sounds and Zen sounds in the void, which almost makes people fall into the deepest state of enlightenment.
A young monk is sitting cross-legged under the bodhi tree, wearing a white monk's robe, solemn and otherworldly.
He is not very old, definitely less than a hundred years old, but he has become a saint and can be called an ancient Buddha to the outside world.
What is even more commendable is that his Buddha-nature is profound. Whether it is his state of mind or the depth of his Buddhist teachings, it is enough to put many Buddhist monks at a higher level to shame.
"Buzz"
The fluctuations in the void spread, and the figure of the old monk Mara emerged, looking at Amitabha not far away with satisfaction, and felt sincerely pleased.
"Master."
Sensing Moro's arrival, Amitabha slowly opened his eyes and said respectfully.
Mo Luo nodded and immediately looked serious
"Even my Buddhist disciples are not immune to the struggle for supremacy among the emperors. In this world, the only ancient road has already been opened, and it's time for you too Let's go on the road."
Hearing this, Amitabha's expression was calm and calm, as if he had been mentally prepared.
"The sea of suffering is boundless, and the disciple wants to cross all spirits and transform. Let all sentient beings enjoy ultimate happiness and freedom despite all calamities."
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