NOVEL NEXT Chapter 005
“Zhun Ti can’t hold up, and the introduction won’t last soon.”
On the sun star, Di Jun’s words were impatient, and the big stone in his heart was put down.
Before, he said that the introduction and quasi-mention would not last long, and this not too long was actually eight hundred years.
Eight hundred years for the flood famine, it is really just a snap of the fingers.
Eight hundred years is not too long, there is no problem.
Seeing that Taiyi sacrificed the innate supreme treasure, the Chaos Bell, Di Jun said: “We are ready to strike at any time, rescue the guide and junti, and let them owe us cause and effect.” ”
This anytime, in the blink of an eye, is a thousand years.
Receiving and reciting the Pure Land Sutra of Past Lives at the same time, the power of Buddha Light to dispel grievances increased a lot.
Although only the Thousand Hand Guanyin Divine Power was left to resist the Da Luo-level grievance spirit, under the greatly increased power of the Buddha light, the speed of the resentful soul crossing was not slower than before.
A thousand years have passed, and I don’t know how many spirit bodies are contained in the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of my hand.
But what is obvious is that the siege of Mount Meru, the Da Luo-level grievances who resisted the Buddha’s light became fewer, and the high-pitched whistling gradually weakened.
The endless Buddha palms suddenly stopped.
The last Da Luo-level resentful soul, under the palm of the Buddha who was twice as many as the other resentful souls, was unexpectedly purified into a spirit body by the Buddha light, and then flew into the palm Buddha country.
With the disappearance of the Daluo-level grievances, the dark grievances that covered Mount Meru became thin.
Faintly, wisps of sunlight penetrate through it and shine on the western land.
The 2,000-year-old stalemate between Buddha’s light and resentment was broken.
The Buddha light stretched forward an inch, an inch.
Countless flocculent light smoke flew.
Jun Ti quietly opened his eyes, and his heart was indescribably ecstatic.
Actually, really, it worked.
Although he has not yet expelled all the resentment in the West, Jun Ti knows that without the resentful soul with the magic power of the Da Luo Golden Immortal, other resentful souls will eventually collapse like a chicken and a dog under the Buddha light crossing of the Pure Land Sutra of the past life.
Success is inevitable and takes time.
He quietly looked at the lead.
The reception was still calm as before, reciting the Pure Land Sutra of the Past Life without hurry, and the right palm was as solid as jade-like palm Buddha Kingdom, emitting a faint Buddha light, and the thousand hands behind him had already disappeared.
Seeing that the brother was so calm, Jun Ti was ashamed of his ecstatic state of mind.
“My realm is not as good as my brother.”
Jun Ti humbly closed his eyes and recited the Pure Land Sutra of Past Lives again.
Little by little, the Buddha light pushed westward.
The waves of resentment seem to recede, getting shorter little by little.
Time continues to flow.
Five hundred years have passed.
The sea of resentment turned into a small river, and it could no longer stop the advance of the Buddha Light.
Unwilling to fail, some grievances get together and make the final impact.
The river of resentment hit the Buddha’s light like an egg hitting a stone.
The egg is broken.
The last resentful souls turned into spirit bodies and flew into the Buddha Kingdom in their palms.
The remaining resentful souls were frightened, and actually retreated and fled into the distance.
The West suddenly brightened.
Beams of sunlight penetrated and finally shone on the western land.
The yin wind that whistled and rolled up the yellow sand also disappeared.
At this point, ninety percent of the grievances in the West were extradited and included in the palm of the Buddha country.
But the introduction did not stop chanting the Pure Land Sutra.
He wants to sprinkle the light of Buddha all over the West, sweep away the grievances of the entire West, and completely lift the grievances that have plagued the West for countless years.
While chanting the Pure Land Sutra of Past Lives, he poured out the Eight Treasures Merit Pool again and poured the meritorious water on the building wood.
The root system of the building wood grows again.
There is no grudge to stop it, and the root system of Jianmu extends to the west along with the light of the Buddha.
The rest is just the work of a water mill until the Buddha’s light spreads throughout the West.
“They actually succeeded?”
Such surprise and doubt are uttered in countless powerful mouths.
“I underestimated the introduction.” Tong Tian’s eyes were shining, and he thought in his heart that he must find an opportunity to consult with the introduction.
“Only at this time will the resentment be resolved, if it is Wupangu Sanqing, the Dao Demon Battle can be purified.” Yuan Shi still disdained.
Taiyi glared at the Chaos Bell, “Brother, didn’t you say that they couldn’t support it?” ”
Di Jun was annoyed in his heart, “Receiving and providing are not demon races, even if they help them, they may not appreciate it.” ”
After being surprised, after being puzzled, the mighty people no longer care about the West.
Western resentment purification is a foregone conclusion, and looking at it will only affect the mood.
Zhun Ti and Zhu continue to recite the Pure Land Sutra of Past Lives.
Another fifteen hundred years passed, and the merit divine water in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool was consumed.
Without meritorious water, the growth of building trees is greatly affected.
Unmoved, he continued to chant.
The West is huge, and it takes a long time for the Buddha’s light to shine throughout the West.
Near Mount Meru, the thick roots of the building wood connect the broken and fragmented spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy continues to emerge along with the spiritual veins.
The fragmented earth moves slowly.
Heavy rain after rain poured on the dry desert, and the rainwater merged into rivers and flowed in the desert.
The green color slowly stained the edge of the river and spread around.
Gradually, the desert turned into an oasis, and the oasis turned into a forest steppe.
The forest radiates from Mount Meru.
Somewhere in the west, the ground under the light of the Buddha shook slightly.
A figure emerged from the ground.
He bathed in the light of the Buddha with his arms open as if he were bathing in the sun.
He seemed to feel the warmth of the Buddha’s light, and he couldn’t help but smile.
“The resentment is finally gone.”
He looked at everything around him and saw that there were many light spirits flying in one direction in the air.
He looked in the direction of the spirit body and saw two gentle rays of light in the distance that were indifferent but could not be ignored.
“Which great master is dispelling Western resentment? I have to thank them. ”
He followed the spirit body and flew in the direction of Mount Meru.
In other parts of the West, there are also some immortal gods who come out of hiding places, grateful for the Buddha’s light to purify the resentment of the West, and fly to Mount Meru with gratitude.
Time passes like water, and two thousand years have passed in an instant.
The light of the Buddha of the Pure Land Sutra has covered the entire West.
Most of the resentful souls who fled were purified by the Buddha light and flew into the Buddha country in the palm.
Only a few resentful souls hid in some corners, thus escaping the purification of the Buddha’s light.
However, they are no longer able to make any waves.
The chanting, which had lasted for six thousand years, slowly stopped.
As soon as he opened his eyes, Jun Ti’s huge excited face burst into sight, and the pineapple head was full of excitement.
“Brother, we made it! The resentment is gone. ”
The Western grievances that made Zhun Ti’s head ache and hate for tens of thousands of years were actually completely solved by his brother, and Zhun Ti still feels shocked and unbelievable when he looks back now.
“Thanks for your help.” Then he praised a few words.
Zhun Ti used the Seven Treasures Mysterious Tree to frantically brush the Da Luo-level grievances, fighting for a thousand years, and indeed helped the introduction, so he was sincerely recognized by the introduction.
Zhu Yi and Jun Ti were chatting, feeling a mysterious aura approaching above their heads, and raised their heads at the same time.
The mighty gaze looked to the west again.