"Amitabha!"

Goose feathers flew down all over the sky, and a pure white Buddhist robe danced in the strong wind.

The monk held the golden bowl, clasped his hands flat on his chest, and his eyes were peaceful and peaceful. With the sound of the Buddha's name, the surrounding snow suddenly stopped, and the strong wind gradually disappeared, as if everything had become calm.

"Chubby!"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the figure he had not seen for a long time, with indescribable joy in his eyes, and stepped forward to meet him.

But following the gaze cast by Pangpang, his steps suddenly stopped.

The clear eyes reveal a peace that transcends the world. Just a look in his eyes makes people feel relaxed all over, their souls are sublimated, and all the burdens on their bodies seem to be completely relieved at this moment.

But he could no longer find the familiar eyes and the friendly smile that made him feel friendly.

The Pangpang standing in front of him looked more like a passerby who was familiar but unfamiliar to him.

"Dad, he is no longer the third master."

Ding Peng walked up to him with a sad expression, pulled his sleeves and said: "He is now a Buddha, a Buddha. He has looked away from three thousand worries and has no worries anymore. He is no longer you."

The Ksitigarbha that I remember as your brother-in-law."

Ding Peng let out a long sigh in his heart. When the master changed his fate, it was equivalent to severing his connection with the underworld.

In recent years, he has been reluctant to go to Huangquan often for this reason.

It's not that he's heartless, it's that he doesn't want to lose his second master again.

In other words, he was thinking of ways to save the second master.

Not even his great master dared to say he understood the way of cause and effect, let alone him.

But if you can take the initiative to cut off the ties with the underworld, it is always better than having everything cut off by the cause and effect of the underworld.

Just like my three masters.

He made a great wish at that time, but due to the collapse of the underworld and the escape of ten thousand evil ghosts from the eighteen hells, he fulfilled his great wish in advance and became a Buddha.

But this was a trick, so he was expelled from the Deep Land and deprived of all his previous memories.

Rather than saying that this was the emperor's fault, it was better to say that this was also a certain destiny to repay him for taking shortcuts.

But is this related to the change in his fate? No one can say for sure.

In short, the person in front of him was destined to no longer be the third master he respected and loved in his heart from the moment he was expelled from the underworld.

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he couldn't help but look at him one more time. His eyes flickered, looking complicated and helpless.

"Ahhhh!!"

Compared to the two people's silent expressions, the blood-covered monster in the clouds let out a sharp roar.

The eight skeletons behind him were chanting strange scriptures.

It caused blood-red ripples to rise in the void, and these ripples turned into bright red scriptures in the void.

Covering the entire sky, the scriptures shrouded the clouds, and endless visions suddenly emerged.

Ding Xiaoyi and his son felt as if their heads were being roasted by a huge bloody sun, and their whole bodies were unbearably hot.

The two of them were like this, not to mention the other creatures on the snowfield. Under the bloody sun, what oozed from their bodies was not sweat, but blood beads.

But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a dried corpse.

Seeing this, Chubby pinched the flowers with his hands and flicked the golden bowl in his arms with his fingers.

"clang!!"

The golden bowl roared, and the earth shook in all directions.

Brilliant golden light covers the mountains and rivers of the earth.

I saw Pangpang's expression was neither happy nor worried, and thousands of scriptures extended from his feet to the surroundings.

Wherever the scripture passed, the snow disappeared without a trace, and the earth reappeared full of vitality.

In an instant, a green jungle was created to block them from the sun.

At this time, Pangpang took out a crystal clear seed from his sleeve and threw it on the ground.

This seed was the seed of the ancient Salo tree that he and Pangpang met at the ancient ruins. At that time, this seed was put away by Pangpang.

He never thought that it would come in handy here, and Ding Xiaoyi could not help but secretly praise it as a coincidence.

One seed gave birth to two leaf buds, but in an instant, two ancient trees rose from the ground.

The two ancient Sarao leaves were shining brightly, and each leaf shone with crystal Buddha light, diluting the blood in the sky.

At this time, I saw Fatty sitting cross-legged under the Salo tree, with his hands clasped together, and the seven-colored auspicious light behind his head turned into a halo. As he recited the sutra, the surroundings suddenly glowed.

Waves of chanting sounds came from all directions. They were the chanting sounds of countless ancient Buddhas, crossing the barriers of time and space to bless him with the Dharma.

Upon seeing this, the monster covered in blood opened its eyes wide and let out an angry roar.

Eight heads flew up and exploded in mid-air, blooming with terrifying brilliance, thousands of swords, boundless karma fire, beauties and delicacies, pagoda hell, poisonous insects and giant snakes, countless lights and shadows intertwined, seemingly real and illusory, surrounding Fatty like a tide.

, wanting to drown and devour him.

Suddenly the void shattered, forming a huge black hole that swallowed up all life around it.

Not to mention Ding Xiaoyi, even Ding Peng immediately hid as far away as possible when he saw this. The two of them didn't even dare to listen to the sound. As long as they listened to a word or two, they felt restless and restless, and the blood in their whole body was boiling.

You can only stay away from it.

"It seems like a familiar scene!"

When Ding Peng, who was hiding in the distance, saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. When Sakyamuni became a Buddha under the Salo tree, the devil came to stop him on the sixth day.

Now when Pang Pang becomes enlightened, such a monster appears to hinder him.

Is everything really doomed long ago?

Just as Ding Peng was sighing in his heart, a ray of divine light emerged from the darkness like dawn, and he saw Pang Pang's solemn expression, and his whole body seemed to be shrouded in immeasurable light.

Pointing his finger at the ground, the earth suddenly cracked open, and a stone statue slowly rose from the earth.

Ding Xiaoyi took a closer look: "Hey, why is this guy here??"

After saying that, he glanced around and after careful identification, he was surprised to find that the location they were standing in was actually the underground palace where the old man who sought the saint was found.

No wonder the statue of the monk turned into clay sculpture is here.

In a daze, he suddenly remembered something.

After that monk killed the monsters in the underground palace, he walked up to him and said that he had completed his merits and asked Ksitigarbha Dharma King to come and help him achieve enlightenment.

At that time, I just thought that Pangpang was just trying to trick him into becoming a free tool person.

He never thought that after so many years, Pangpang would actually come to help him become a Buddha.

It's no wonder that he didn't recognize it for a while. After all, it happened a long time ago. As time went by, this place had long been abandoned. Over time, it was naturally covered by heavy snow and the original traces were lost.

I saw my fat fingers tapping lightly on the forehead of the clay sculpture. With a light touch of my fingers, a ray of golden light fell into the forehead of the clay sculpture.

"click"

Cracks spread across the entire body of the clay sculpture like a spider web. With an explosion of "Boom!", a brilliant Buddha's light shot up into the sky, and the monk was seen slowly opening his eyes, surrounded by golden dragons.

Those bright eyes looked at the fat man in front of him, and they seemed not surprised at all, as if they had expected this day.

He put his hands together and knelt down to worship. As for the illusions around him that were both true and false, he didn't care at all.

The fat palm of his hand gently touched the monk's head and said: "Amitabha, Dependent Origination and Dependent Destruction of all phenomena arise in the mind. Your merits and virtues are perfect. Today is the day when you become a Buddha. You understand emptiness and see and hear colorlessness. From now on, I call you the Dharma name: Ming Dao."

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"Disciple understands the way and pays homage to Lord Buddha."

Monk Mingdao raised his head, and saw a strange light flashing between his brows, a lynx seed floating on his forehead, and behind him was a Vajra with angry eyes, a golden dragon coiled around the Dharma, the dragon's eyes were round, exuding immeasurable divine power.

Ding Xiaoyi saw what was happening in the distance and was confused. He silently picked up his mobile phone and took pictures of everything in front of him and posted them in the group.

"Ahhh!"

Seeing that his illusion was ignored by Pangpang, and even enlightened a monk leisurely, the figure in the air screamed angrily.

He simply killed the two of them himself.

The monster's heart moved, and its body grew long in the wind, with infinite magic light blooming all over it. When he turned his hand and pressed it, he saw the magic smoke billowing together, turning into a black hole to swallow up the whole world.

"Bold demon, dare to act boldly in front of my Buddha, kill!"

Seeing this, Mingdao raised his sword eyebrows and stood up. An angry look appeared on his stern face and he shouted loudly, accompanied by the roar of the dragon that echoed through most of the snowfield.

Every hair on his body shimmered, and although his body was skinny, he was extremely powerful. He was covered with a layer of divine glory by the Buddha's light, making people want to worship him.

The dragon shadow emerged behind him, and turned into a nine-ring tin staff in the hands of the monk Mingdao. He jumped up and hit the monster figure. Suddenly, the glow of the sun was bright and the Buddha's light shot into the sky. The dragon tin staff in his hand buzzed with unparalleled power.

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At this moment, his momentum increased sharply, making Ding Xiaoyi seem to see the violent monk again who beat up the demons in the underground palace.

"The mighty Tianlong!!"
To be continued...