Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

He turned and stepped through the space, appearing at the other end.

The two confront each other, playing chess and fighting.

There was only one young man with a cut head wearing a brocade cassock with compassionate eyes left on the spot, it was Zhang Xiaofo.

"Puxuan, on your Buddha Realm chessboard, the white pieces are all manifestations of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and the black pieces are all reincarnations in the world. It seems that the way you cultivate is to control the world with the Dharma!"

Zhang Ming smiled slightly, "Educating people in the world is not about universal salvation, but about imprisoning them ideologically. Bodhisattva's lowered eyebrows are not about compassion, but about sealing off the world with strength."

"Buddhist supernatural powers are really domineering! How much suffering in the world is under the control of your Buddhist sect!"

"How can there be any Buddha whispering, preaching the Dharma to the world, but confusing the world and using the Buddha to control people!"

In heaven and earth, I am the only one.

This "I" refers to Buddha and Buddhism itself.

The white-faced Buddha manifested by Puxuan shouted from the opposite side: "Qinghui, you are ignorant and ignorant, and deceive the crowd with your gossip. You know what a Buddha is! You also know what a human world is!"

His voice came mightily, causing the phantoms of Buddha and Bodhisattva below to chant in unison.

"Hahaha, since you said that the poor man doesn't understand the Buddha and the human world, then the poor man will step into the reincarnation of the world as a Buddha in this life, and turn it into a pawn to play against you!"

Zhang Ming looked down at Zhang Xiaofo and smiled slowly. The latter nodded slightly and stepped into the black light and shadow.

Each group of light and shadow is a chess piece, inside which there is reincarnation in the world, and the reincarnation cannot be detached.

And Zhang Xiaofo resolutely threw himself into it.

If you want to break this chess game, you must first become a chess piece, see the depth of the chess game, and then attack inside and outside to break it in one fell swoop!

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While talking, Zhang Xiaofo fell into it.

The Buddha used all living beings as a chess game, where is the chess set? How to play? This is Luo Zi, Luo Zi has no regrets.

Puxuan recited the scriptures without saying a word.

Zhang Ming closed his eyes, and the scenes that Zhang Xiaofo was experiencing flashed through his mind, like reincarnation.

In the first life, Zhang Xiaofo was born in a poor mountain village, with one brother and two sisters in his family. He broke his leg when he was six, and was attacked by wolves when he was seven.

Before he grows up, he dies.

In the second life, Zhang Xiaofo was born in a small town. His mother died of dystocia, and his father gave birth to a stepmother.

After studying for two years, my stepmother called me back on the grounds that I needed a helper at home. The teacher felt sorry for me.

At the age of fourteen, with a nascent appearance, delicate and youthful, the stepmother suddenly changed her attitude and taught her every day.

At the age of 20 and crowned, Zhang Xiaofo was sponsored by his stepmother to study books again. The next year he went to Beijing to take the exam.

The third world...

...

In the 103rd generation, Zhang Xiaofo was born in a family of martial arts. He was born with all the meridians. He can know any martial arts at a glance. At the age of fifteen, he has already become a master.

A boy who does not enter the rivers and lakes is a boy in vain.

He left Pingyuan County where he had lived since he was a child, intending to travel the world, hone his martial arts, and become number one in the world as soon as possible. At the age of sixteen, he was amazed when he encountered a demon cultivator massacring the city.

It turns out that there is immortality above martial arts, pawns.

...

In the 216th world, Zhang Xiaofo was born at the foot of a fairy gate. He was gifted and intelligent. He was taken up to the mountain to practice at the age of five.

At the age of twenty, he has become a strong person in the life-shaping realm.

Forty-eight years old, aspires to become Yangshen.

At the age of seventy-nine, he entered the Dharma phase.

The road ends here, and after nine hundred years, I will die.

...

Seven hundred and forty-fourth world, Zhang Xiaofo was born in a wealthy family, and had a marriage contract since childhood, but the other party joined the top sect Yunlanzong, and the engagement was divorced at the age of twelve.

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi.

He worked hard and practiced hard.

Twenty-two years old, died prematurely due to staying up too late.

...

In the 1,700th world, Zhang Xiaofo was born as a woman, who overwhelmed the country and the city, causing the two countries to fight. She was arrested by a general on a temporary basis, and she vowed to die.

...

a lifetime,

I.

Like reality, but also like a dream bubble.

However, thousands of generations have passed, and the outside world has only passed a short cup of tea. Zhang Ming is like watching flowers on a horse, watching Zhang Xiaofo continue to be born and die again and again.

Life and death reincarnation, can not escape this world.

Even if he had the opportunity to practice in the process of reincarnation, he could only practice to the state of Dharma at most.

This is the realm of Pu Xuan.

In his world, no one can escape.

"Qing Hui, do you still have to struggle?"

The white-faced Buddha sighed straight into the heart.

No one understands better than him that no one can escape from his own Buddhist chessboard, just like once this world is enlightened by Buddhism, it will become a Buddhist country forever.

Today, the red-clothed Dharma figure is about to die, and the Qing emblem as the main body will also sink and become a part of the Buddhist kingdom.

Zhang Ming murmured to himself, "Who am I?"

In the blink of an eye, the reincarnation has reached tens of thousands. The reincarnation of all generations will almost obliterate Zhang Xiaofo's origin.

The ontology is also disturbed.

However, Puxuan didn't know that Zhang Xiaofo, who was dressed in a brocade cassock, was not the face of the Dharma.

Nor is Zhang Ming the only one.

Zhang Xiaoyi, who was sitting quietly in the middle dantian, opened his eyes, glanced out, and then slowly closed them.

He didn't help.

If you rob yourself, you must cross yourself.

"Who am I? Zhang Xiaofo...and who is it?"

In the illusion of reincarnation, a thin young man was strangled by the neck of the evil demon surrounded by black air, and asked himself.

He was suspended above a city.

Below are the terrified people.

Above, there were three demon cultivators confronting two righteous disciples with swords, the latter looked angrily.

"Feng Yuxiu! You actually took innocent people as hostages!"

"Hehe, I am the Demon Sect, how can I do the Demon Sect without killing innocent people indiscriminately, and how can I give you a chance to eliminate demons!"

Moxiu, who grabbed Zhang Xiaofo's neck, said with a crooked smile.

Seeing that good and evil are at odds, and they are about to fight to the death, at this moment, a murmur suddenly sounds.

"Feng Yuxiu? No... I recognize you."

"You are not Feng Yuxiu, and I am not Xia Houwu... Puxuan, I recognize you, my name is—"

The young man whose neck was restrained and who was about to die unexpectedly grinned foolishly and said, "My name is Zhang Xiaofo!"

His voice is very soft.

However, the whole city fell silent for an instant, as if everyone heard his whisper.

They looked weird, stopped what they were doing, stopped panicking, and looked at the young man in midair, including the four demon cultivators and two righteous disciples who were confronting each other.

"You said, your name is... Zhang Xiaofo?"

they asked in unison.

Before the words were finished, the young man who was strangled by the neck suddenly burst into light.

The Moxiu named Feng Yuxiu shook his hand, and he broke free from it, standing still in mid-air.

"Puxuan, the Buddha saves all living beings, so all living beings are at your will, and no one can transcend them."

Zhang Xiaofo said calmly in the light, "But dependent origin is empty in nature, and everything in the world is a combination of causes and conditions. Even if the original source is gone, you can return to yourself."

"Now that I am enlightened through the ages, I am a Buddha at this moment, and I will be the master of the world!"

As he spoke, he clasped his hands together and recited in a low voice.

Immeasurable rays of light started from him and scattered in all directions.

"No, it's impossible!"

"Bold, I am Feng Yuxiu, not Puxuan!"

"Come on, this is the world destroyer! Kill him!"

"..."

Each individual figure reacted differently, even appearing to be insane. This is the origin of every living being struggling and recovering, colliding with Puxuan who manipulated them.

Then, I saw these figures faded little by little in the light, and disappeared between heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

Dependent origin is empty in nature, and if the self-nature is not empty, there is no existence.

They wake up from the dream of reincarnation and return to nothingness.

This entire chessboard in the Buddhist realm was formed by Puxuan refining countless living beings with his great supernatural powers. Everything is like Zen Master Huilun who is trying to achieve the Buddhist kingdom in his palm in Nanling City.

"Zhang Xiaofo! How dare you!"

Shouts resounded in all directions, but quickly faded away as the figure disappeared.

Between heaven and earth, there is only infinite light and infinite world.

"Fate is manifested, primordial spirit is conceived. It turns out that the road to the Yangshen realm of the impoverished way is proved at this moment."

Zhang Xiaofo whispered to himself, and gradually condensed into a golden body in the boundless brilliance.

Then, the endless light rolled back and quickly merged into his body, and the world went dark.

Soon, there was silence.

Two gleams of light lit up in the darkness, it was his eyes opening, looking at this lonely world.

"Amitabha."

"Heaven and earth, I am the only one!"

He muttered in a deep voice, and the whole world was shattered in his vision, and a bright light shone in from the gap.

In Puxuan's "I am the only one who respects me", "I" is Buddha and Buddhism, while his "I" is all living beings.

If I don't cross sentient beings, I am sentient beings.

All living beings can be self-aware, self-enlightened, and self-crossing!

At the same time, Puxuan and Zhang Ming above the chessboard saw pieces shattered one by one, the phantoms of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the white pieces collapsed into nothingness, and the figures of sentient beings on the black pieces gasified little by little, like bubbles Collapse.

In the blink of an eye, only Zhang Xiaofo was left in the middle of the chessboard, standing in a red brocade cassock.

He turned his back to Zhang Ming, and said softly: "My lord, Zhang Xiaofo has been enlightened for thousands of generations, fortunately he did not disgrace his life."

The white-faced Buddha transformed by Puxuan showed astonishment.

The illusion of reincarnation was broken!

Zhang Ming also opened his eyes, recovered his sobriety, and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Fellow Daoist, for attaining the Yang God Realm."

He sensed his body, and felt a little regretful that both Zhang Xiaoyi and Zhang Xiaofo had become the Yang God Realm, but he was still stuck in the same place, always at the peak of the Life Shaping Realm.

However, he has a hunch.

According to the method of proving the Tao with the three corpses adapted by myself, as long as the third clone, that is, after the self-corpse reaches the Yang God Realm, he can combine the three corpses into one and belong to himself.

At that time, it may not be promoted to the Yangshen Realm, but to directly cross over and be promoted to the Faxiang Realm.

Even... a stronger unity of Tao and body?

He's not so sure.

You will only know when you try it.

"Qing Hui! I didn't expect you to be so capable, you can survive ten thousand calamities! I admire you!"

The voice of the white-faced Buddha came out mightily, "But, do you think it's over? The chessboard is still there, and the winner is still undecided. Now it's the old man's turn to play!"

As he spoke, he raised his palm that covered the sky and pressed down from mid-air, causing the chessboard to vibrate.

boom--

The criss-cross ravines began to explode.

"Puxuan, you actually want to destroy the chessboard!"

Zhang Ming frowned and shouted.

Now Zhang Xiaofo is still standing on the chessboard, becoming the only chess piece, there is no way to escape.

"Hahaha, yes, since it's a game of chess, I don't have any certainty of victory. But, this chessboard was set up by me, it's better to destroy it, and it will be destroyed!"

Pu Xuan laughed in Tianji.

To him, the Buddha Realm chessboard is nothing more than magical powers, and it can be rebuilt even if it is destroyed, but this small Buddha is the "manifestation of fate" of Qing Hui, if it is destroyed, it will be severely injured!

When the time comes, he will make a move with the strength of the peak of the Faxiang Realm. How much power can Qing Hui have to stop?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the face of the white-faced Buddha.

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, and said: "Puxuan, since this is the case, the poor will not hold back."

Although he was talking, there was no movement in his hands, but his eyes were looking at the chessboard below.

Zhang Xiaofo understood, raised his head and said with a smile: "Puxuan, look at the criss-crossed chessboard, does it look like a 'well' character? And the little monk stands on it, does it look like a 'person' character?"

While speaking, he took a step forward, and his feet trembled violently, forming the characters of "well" to glow.

And he just stood above the chessboard.

His body radiated light, hooked up with the hash mark below, and radiated in all directions.

The phantoms of sentient beings that had already disappeared suddenly reappeared at this moment, standing on the chessboard everywhere, pointing and discussing, as if saying: "Look, this is the world."

Zhang Xiaofo laughed softly: "There is an old saying that when water comes out of a cave, it is called a well. The well is the source of life! Nuwa has passed away, and teeth are human beings. Human beings are the spirit of heaven and earth!"

"Puxuan, you only know the Buddha, but you don't know sentient beings. What you cultivate is not Buddha, but obsession!"

As he spoke, he slowly raised his palm and greeted him upwards: "Pick me—a palm in the world!"

The narrow palm shadow collided with the palm that covered the sky and the sun.

boom--

The sky and the earth shook, and the chess game roared.

The gully on the chessboard suddenly sank down, no longer collapsed, but became a part of the earth.

In the criss-crossing positions, all living beings raised their heads and looked at the white-faced Buddha from a distance, with smiles on the corners of their mouths.

Then, only cracks appeared on the Buddha's body.

boom--

The huge white-faced Buddha crumbled like a tile.

"No, Qing Hui!"

Puxuan's frightened voice resounded between heaven and earth.

However, the whole world has been torn apart like a spider web, and it quickly collapsed outward, revealing the Meditation Pavilion.

The few people standing in front of the pavilion were shocked.

They just saw Master Puxuan and Daoist Qing Hui look at each other, and the two stood still.

Then, Master Puxuan let out a miserable scream, and Daoist Qing Hui slowly opened his eyes.

"No, it's impossible, Qing Hui, it's impossible!"

Puxuan waved his hands frantically in front of the chessboard, blood overflowed from his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth.

The old Taoist Zichen next to him was startled: "Puxuan! Your Buddha Realm chessboard...is defeated?"

Qi Zhengye and Qi Ling turned pale with fright, staggered and fell to the ground, in disbelief.

The Taiyi Immortal Sect and Xuankong Temple in the Three Sects attacked one after another, but they couldn't help clearing Hui. How could this be possible? Are the Earth Sha Formation and the Buddha Realm Chessboard the same?

Zhang Ming looked at the other party: "Puxuan, you shouldn't have come."

The old monk also gradually calmed down, his seven orifices were bleeding, and his eyes looked around blankly as if he were blind.

"Qing Hui... I really don't understand sentient beings?"

He muttered to himself, lost in confusion, "But what the old monk cultivated is obviously the Buddhism of Xuankong Temple."

Zhang Ming pondered.

The other party's question stopped him.

However, in turn, he had a guess.

"Puxuan, if the purpose of the existence of the three sects is not to save sentient beings? Then the Dharma you cultivate may not be the Dharma, but a false Buddha..."

"Even, it's a demon!"

Chapter 193 What is Buddhism? What are sentient beings?