The center of the Pure Land of the Buddha Kingdom, spanning hundreds of millions of kalpas, Mount Sumeru is towering, the four meditation heavens are pure, and a golden Buddha with ancient wisdom is sitting cross-legged. The twenty-four Buddha lights behind his head are stacked layer by layer, shining with light gold, flawless, and sacred and solemn. In his palm is a glass ancient lamp containing many causal meanings, as if it has existed since a long time ago.

At this moment, the eyes of this ancient golden Buddha were not as deep and quiet as before, full of despair, depression, frustration, unwillingness, and unwillingness to be transformed into inner demons and destroy the eternal spiritual practice.

"Oh..." Ran Deng sighed, spitting out the turbid air and the devil in his heart, allowing the glass lamp to burn them to eliminate the negative condensation in his body.

Su Meng has reached the other shore and has become one of the great figures who dominate the ups and downs of the heavens and all worlds. His thoughts on "the cause of all fruits" have completely turned into a bubble. He can only hope for the game and competition among the great figures on the other shore, and he can no longer control his destiny.

After only a few hundred years of practice, he could break through the pass and break free from the sea of ​​suffering. Even if the last disaster comes, the heaven and earth are loose, and the reason for the flow of Taoist rhymes, the planning and arrangements of ancient people such as Yuanshi Tianzun, the Taoist Heavenly Venerable, the Golden Emperor, cannot cover up his own dazzlingness, his own nature, his own sharpness and determination, only in this way can he cross the sky and illuminate the heavens.

Compared with him, he lived from ancient times to his current era and enlightened the Buddha himself, and seemed too hesitant and timid. When the opportunity came, he did not dare to suppress all the possibility of exploring the possibility. This is the reliance of his own existence to this day, but it also restricted himself from taking that important step, making his cultivation of billions of years empty.

Looking back on the past, I didn’t have the opportunity to get rid of Su Meng in advance. Because of the trade-offs, caution, and unwilling to fight for life, I could only watch Su Meng grow up step by step jealous and hateful. After being said by the Demon Buddha, “If you stop and continue to suffer from chaos”, I slowly reversed this mentality, and until now, I have completely realized:

There are many things in the world that are not sure about being 100% sure about breaking away from the sea of ​​suffering and reaching the other side. There are 20% of the things that may be the time to fight!

Just as the thought of burning the lamp turned, infinite light suddenly burst out from the sky of the Pure Land, illuminating every Bodhi tree, every Brahma flower, every Buddha land, and every monk.

"Namo Amitabha." Lan Deng clasped his hands together and respected the Buddha.

The visitor is Amitabha Buddha, the master of the Western Paradise and the leader of the two saints of Buddhism, with infinite light and infinite life.

The pure glaze drowns the sea of ​​clouds, holding a vaguely visible ancient Buddha. His light gathers around him, condenses a perfect and flawless Buddha light.

"Master Su has already attained the other side and broke free from the sea of ​​suffering. Can't you let go of the obsession in your heart?" Amitabha's solemn and grand voice was like a bell in the evening drum, shaking the golden body of the lamp trembled. All the past seemed to collapse, and all kinds of things are growing bit by bit today.

Can you let it go?

Can you let go of the "causes of all fruits" that have been waiting for an era?

To this day, do you still have to pursue that illusory hope?

Do you still have to wait until the end of the era?

Lan Deng felt enlightened, and stood up with a golden body and solemnly bowed: "Namo Amitabha, thank you for guiding the Buddha to shout."

Amitabha’s voice echoed in the Pure Land: “How can you see the Tathagata in your heart without letting go of your obsession? You are obsessed with the causes of all fruits and cannot get it, your eyes are covered with a hazy miasma. Today, if you take advantage of the God-Captain’s God-State Cause and join the Buddhist sect, and practice the ‘Great Dream Sutra’ or ‘Tathagata’s Divine Palm’ with all your heart, you will be lower than Maitreya. Will you have a chance to break free from the sea of ​​suffering?”

"It's not too late to become a Buddha on your own. There are still hundreds of years left before the end of the era. Donor Su can do it, why can't you?"

Hearing Amitabha’s words, Lan Deng half illuminated the obsessions of the past, half wailed with a bitter smile and helplessness.

In addition to enlightening oneself, to eliminate obsessions in mind, to guide the Buddha, and to use his own illusory "cause and effect, Taoist fruit" that is only a little perfect, and to resolve the hatred of Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng!

I was worried before that I would be troubled and targeted by Xin Yuanshi Tianzun in the future and could only be trapped in the Pure Land and rely on protection. Unexpectedly, before he had even attacked, Amitabha Buddha had already spoken to let himself go of the way of cause and effect, and there was no possibility of escape.

This is the one who shores, this is the one who is tall and above.

Yes, Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng cut off his path of Tao, and there was no hope of transcending in this era. He had no dispute with ancient people such as Amitabha Buddha, Daodi Tianzun and Golden Emperor, and many things could be eased and they could join forces.

Although the sword of Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng cut off the hope of enlightenment, it also cut out endless variables and created the best situation for himself.

Randeng was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, as if he had spit out his previous obsession:

"Namo Amitabha, how should I do it?"

The great voice of Amitabha Buddha's compassion sounded again: "If you do not break or establish, you will use this golden body of Nirvana to let go of the past, cut off the path of cause and effect, reincarnate in the Pure Land, practice Buddhism with all your heart, and become the Buddha of the future, neither pure nor dirty, neither increasing nor decreasing."

Lan Deng showed her last bitter smile, leaving her helplessness in this world, then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and formed a Nirvana seal with both hands. The smile became empty and full of pure compassion.

He recited:

"If I attain Bodhi, I will illuminate the heavens and all realms, the past and future, and the era..."

A burst of glass golden fire rose from his body, burning quietly, refining the golden body, swallowing the lamp, and the Buddhist chants around him kept yelling and the sky was falling.

When everything subsided, a little glaze of glass was poured into the ancient and pure Buddha's palm at a high place, entered the Pure Land, bathed in the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, and turned into an ordinary monk with a weak aura.

In the center of the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, where the lamp is sitting cross-legged, a dripping relic is left, which is black and white, with a slight flowing, both complex and peaceful.

The Buddha's light disappeared from the sky, and the relics jumped up, penetrated the layers of space and space, fell into the Buddha's kingdom on the ground, and fell into the Maitreya palm with a fat golden body.

Looking at the relics, Maitreya, who had a smile, suddenly sighed, then jumped up and fled to the Yuxu Palace at infinite height.

Through the layers of darkness, time seemed to stagnate. A mysterious and ancient palace finally appeared in front of Maitreya. The eaves were drooping with a true dragon-like merit. The vermilion gate was closed and 365 golden nails were embedded. There were nine ancient wells around the palace, which were deep and unseen at the bottom. They were surrounded by jade railings, full of solemnity. Twenty-four of them were rising with strange lights, dreamy and illusion.

It was not the first time Maitreya came to Yuxu Palace, but when he saw the temple on the other side regaining its spirit and becoming deeper, he couldn't help but sigh in secret, and his heart suddenly felt a deep awe.

This place is still the temple on the other side, and the people living there are still high-ranking figures!

When He walked to the gate, he saw a strange-shaped plant, all green and swaying branches.

"Please return to the Heavenly Lord, Maitreya comes to ask for a visit." Maitreya did not dare to be negligent, clasped his hands together and bowed.

Da Qinggen has never received such a great gift from the future Buddha. The whole plant was floating and about to ascend to immortality. He coughed and said arrogantly: "Wait for a moment for the Bodhisattva."

No matter what the state is, Maitreya's current fruit position is still a great bodhisattva.

It turned around and stepped into Yuxu Palace, waited for a while before walking out and said:

"The head teacher lets you in."

Maitreya nodded slightly, watched the vermilion gate slowly open in front of him, stepped inside, and walked towards the depths of Yuxu Palace.

Da Qinggen smiled secretly and led the way, feeling extremely satisfied. The instructions just now had been issued before Maitreya came.

One after another, Maitreya walked through the numerous halls and pavilions and finally walked to the front of the Yuqing Hall. He saw the mist rising, dark and deep. A round of bright light seemed to hang in the sky. The green trees and fruits covered with clear light could be seen in a blur, and the long swords flashing with purple light and the purple-white and green-gold Ruyi. At the same time, a majestic figure with an ancient meaning could be vaguely seen.

The true Heavenly Lord, the real other side... Maitreya shivered secretly, restrained his emotions, suppressed fear and awe, and clasped his hands together to salute:

"The little monk has seen the Heavenly Lord."

Yesterday, the two sides were still on the same level, and today is a world of difference.

"No need for too much ritual." Gao Miao's majestic voice came from the Yuqing Palace.

Maitreya didn't dare to talk nonsense, took out the relic with black and white light flowing, and said solemnly:

"The Buddha was told that the cause of the Heavenly Lord's fruits was regretful, and he ordered the young monk to send this thing, hoping to resolve the previous grudges."

After saying that, He held his breath and was waiting for a response, feeling a little nervous. If Yuanshi Tianzun Su Meng did not accept this thing and cut off the cause, then there would be almost no hope for his arrival on the other side.

After waiting for a while, He heard a loud voice coming from the Yuqing Hall:

"In the past, when you approach a fellow Taoist, you just follow me, and you don't need to care so much."

As soon as he finished speaking, Maitreya saw the relics in his hand flying out, falling into the clear round light, and falling on the hazy green tree.
Chapter completed!