Chapter 1241

To cultivate Buddha is to cultivate the mind.

Among them, greed, hatred, ignorance, arrogance, and cohesion are delusions of the mind, and they are also the root of evil and seriously hinder the practice.

Therefore, the first purpose of Buddhist practitioners is to cultivate the mind.

Only by correcting the mind and cultivating goodness can Buddhist cultivators not plant evil causes and thus avoid evil consequences.

But now, Chu Yangzi was vainly trying to use the fire of fate to burn out the Buddha's will in his heart. This was simply the opposite. It was not tolerated by Buddhism, and of course he had to endure unimaginable pain, which was extremely crazy.

As time passed, Yang Xuan gradually frowned, which was completely different from what he thought.

Originally, he thought that everything would end soon, but as time passed, Chu Yangzi's situation did not improve in any way.

What depresses him the most is that his vitality is constantly draining like a flood.

If it goes on like this, not to mention one elixir of longevity, even two, three, or even more elixir of longevity cannot withstand such a terrifying long-term consumption.

A person's survival depends entirely on the vitality of life to provide energy. If the vitality of life is exhausted, it means that life has come to an end.

"What a fucking son of fate, do I just die so aggrieved..."

Yang Xuan wanted to cry without tears, secretly scolding God for injustice, but he didn't have much fear in his heart, he just felt unwilling, very unwilling, although he wanted to stop it, he found that he couldn't do it at all.

Even if he stopped urging the little fate technique now, his lifespan was rushing towards the fire of fate in the palm of his hand uncontrollably.

This is a process of ebb and flow. The more fierce and powerful the fire of fate burns, the weaker and more uncomfortable he will become, until the physical body decays and dies.

Yang Xuan is not really afraid of death, but is so useless that he does not want to die. Besides, if he really dies, what will happen to the people around him?

"Damn, I shouldn't be messing around."

At this moment, he was really remorseful. The God of Destiny once warned him not to use the power of fate, but he always disagreed.

"Sorry, it's me who implicated the little friend. All of this is my mistake. I never thought it would take so long to burn the Buddha's heart."

Chu Yangzi opened his eyes with difficulty, his eyes filled with deep guilt.

"Fellow Daoist still think of a way, if you go on like this, you and I have to finish the game."

This sentence was forced out of Yang Xuan's teeth, and now he doesn't even have the strength to speak loudly.

"There is no way, unless there is a Buddhist holy monk who recites the mantra for rebirth and clears the obsessions and bad karma in my heart at one fell swoop, can we help you and me solve this crisis."

Chu Yangzi shook his head. He has cultivated Buddha for two lifetimes. A Buddha's heart should be pure and unsullied. meaning.

Buddhist practitioners pay attention to the purity of the six faculties. Once hatred, resentment, anger, and anger arise in their hearts, they are not pure, and they are demonic hindrances. With this demonic hindrance, it is difficult for Chu Yangzi to even calm down.

What is even more terrifying is that as the Buddha's will in his heart is burned, the depths of his heart become more and more impure, and even many illusions occur.

Those illusions, from time to time, would become the hypocritical and hypocritical face of Immortal Emperor Beixuan, constantly eroding his mind.

"Are you sure that the rebirth spell can really work?"

Yang Xuan's face was filled with joy, he remembered that the God of Destiny seemed to have the curse of death, and immediately shouted in his heart: "The situation is urgent, Lao Bai will show up soon."

Destiny is omnipresent, not to mention that Yang Xuan is still the son of Destiny, and he has a certain connection with the God of Destiny. Although he dare not say that he is always on call, but as long as he has something in his heart, the God of Destiny can sense his call. .

"Boy, are you begging me?"

A lazy voice sounded out of thin air, followed by an old face with a somewhat playful smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, I beg you to do it."

Yang Xuanshen pulled his face and said weakly.

"Who is this senior?"

Here, Chu Yangzi looked at Yang Xuan, and then at the old face not far away, with a curious look on his face.

"He is the god of destiny who is in charge of the destiny, and the Buddha of the Western Heaven has to respectfully bow in front of him."

Yang Xuandao.

"The god of destiny who is in charge of the destiny..."

Although the hallucinations in Chu Yangzi's mind were frequent, his face was still moved.

"Old Bai, can you hurry up, old man? You know that every time you delay, the more dangerous I will be. You're not really going to watch me die, are you?"

Yang Xuan said with a wry smile.

"What's the hurry, aren't you dead yet?"

The God of Destiny was not angry, and then glanced at Chu Yangzi, and said lightly: "It is such an eternal green lamp, and such an ancient Buddha's heart, if you can throw away the obsessions in your heart, it may not be impossible for you to become a sanctified Buddha in the future. ."

"Also ask the seniors to save the life of little friend Yang Xuan."

Chu Yangzi said respectfully.

"Once you recite the rebirth mantra, it will ignite all kinds of karmic fire hidden in your heart, and with the karmic fire and the fire of fate, you really have no chance of surviving, do you really want me to do this? "

"It's my fault, and I should be responsible. Even if the moth flies into the fire, it will be irreversible, and I don't want little friend Yang Xuan to die because of me."

Hearing this, Yang Xuan couldn't help but change color, "Daoist friend, why is this bothering you?"

"It's an honor for Chu to get to know Xiaoyou. No matter what, I don't want Xiaoyou to be implicated."

Chu Yangzi gave a wry smile, and then said to the god of fate: "The junior has the consciousness of mortal death.

"No, you can't die."

Yang Xuan didn't know where the strength came from, and he was about to forcibly extinguish the fire of fate in the palm of his hand.

"Stupid, once the fire of fate is extinguished, you will also suffer a severe backlash. If you are not good, you will lose your life for it. Even if the gods come, they will not be able to save you."

The God of Destiny cursed loudly, and while he tried to stop Yang Xuan, he said, "Didn't you understand a passage of Dao Sutra from the Pearl of Wisdom? That is much better than the Rebirth Mantra. You can save him just by reciting this Sutra. Life."

"really?"

"Just do it, can I still lie to you?"

The God of Destiny will naturally not aimlessly. Since it is said that this is feasible, there will never be a mistake.

Yang Xuan didn't think too much, and immediately calmed down, the whole person looked solemn and sang in a low voice: "The way of heaven, what is lost is more than what is lacking..."

This verse is not long, but it contains an inexplicable force. In front of this force, time and space seem to stop.

"What kind of power is this..."

Chu Yangzi was extremely shocked, he only felt that all kinds of illusions in his heart were forcibly suppressed in an instant.

What made him even more unbelievable was that the causal energy in his heart also disappeared and ceased to exist.