Sign In At The Beginning To Have The Abyss As A Demon God

Chapter 184 The Three Realms

With the bird cage in his hand, Wen Kunxiang, who is no longer an old man, wandered around on the streets of Jiuquan Town.

Neither the soldiers of the warlords nor the rogues known as the security team had the guts to provoke Wen Kunxiang.

Sometimes I am in the crowd, but I don’t know how to change my own image.

For ordinary old people and ignorant young children, Wen Kunxiang always finds the most suitable image in the most suitable place.

Since the explosion in the teahouse, Wen Kunxiang has been wandering around every corner of Jiuquan Town in this way.

But no matter what the change, Wen Kunxiang’s shadow is a bit more vacant than the others.

A shadow that is not contoured or human, if someone has been staring at the shadow of Wen Kunxiang for a long time.

You will find that the seemingly empty shadow is actually one after another terrifying evil spirits screaming and struggling.

“It’s already this time, should I be back soon?”

Looking up, Wen Kunxiang said with some sorrow that the Golden Crow was about to sink under the mountains.

It was also at this moment that there were already sparse pedestrians in the street, and a dark shadow suddenly appeared under the shadow of the house.

This black shadow instantly melted into Wen Kunxiang’s shadow composed of evil spirits, and suppressed all the abnormalities in his shadow.

“Those guys? It’s really not a fuel-efficient lamp, but fortunately, I am better at this kind of thing.”

Wen Kunxiang was not surprised by the experience of this day that came from his own shadow, let alone shocked by this kind of thing.

Everything is at the moment when the desire is lost, at the time when the chaos of this world appears.

It was already expected by Wen Kunxiang, and it is precisely because of this that Wen Kunxiang will send the shadow of own.

“By the way? You have been with me for a while, haven’t you? Don’t you come out to see you? Or do you want to keep hiding?”

Speaking of Wen Kunxiang, he turned and looked at the end of the street. The one who hid and held the iron rod was a monk.

A monk who is fairly familiar with himself, but also has a relationship with him.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that the monk saw himself at that time, so he has been following it till now.

“Amitābha! The old monk has already won the victory of Dharma, but how can he leave, and hope to win the Buddha, forgive me.”

The crowd on this street was originally sparse, but at this time there was no one.

The whole street was left alone with Wen Kunxiang and the old monk. The old monk’s eyes were full of respect for the Buddha.

Obviously Wen Kunxiang’s words at that time made this monk completely regard himself as the one who defeated the Buddha.

“It seems that you have listened to what I said, but there is still a lack of heat. Since it is destined, then I will send you another sentence.”

This old monk who thought he had seen Buddha Tuo is now a qualified tool man in Wen Kunxiang’s eyes.

A tool man who allows himself to intervene with a more detached identity in the next series of events.

How can such a tool man not be loved, and it is precisely because of this that Wen Kunxiang will stand here.

“Buddha regards emptiness as Buddha, the ape who lowers the heart uses Bodhisattva, the horse becomes an arhat, and the eight precepts become Venerable. Being real, descending, surrendering, and restraining are all imaginary. The combination of emptiness and reality is the right way.”

Abandoning such a specious sentence, Wen Kunxiang left here again without waiting for the old monk to understand it.

This time, instead of wandering around Jiuquan Town all the time, he went directly to Hong Kong Island in this world.

After all, the stage of this phase world is the whole world, and the spiritual energy that Wen Kunxiang wants to harvest is also the whole world.

If he just stayed in a small place like Jiuquan Town, Wen Kunxiang would not have too much spiritual energy in the end.

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After listening to what Wen Kunxiang said, the old monk thought about it for an hour in place.

In the end, a clear look slowly appeared on his face, that was originally full of Zhe Zhou’s old age, and this time it was even more like a chrysanthemum.

“That’s it! That’s how it is! Thank you for your help! The disciple has found a way forward!”

Picking up the iron rod in his hand, the old monk stepped away and wanted to return to the own temple, taking this opportunity to write down his own insights.

“Although the truths that the old monk has realized can never be compared with the real classics, my Mingguang Temple finally has my own background.”

The reason why the classics are classics is that one person sees the classics, and everyone sees them, and then everyone can see them.

The principles in the Tao Te Ching can be practiced, govern the country, explain the principles of heaven and earth, and can also be used as one’s own guidelines.

The same is true for the Heart Sutra and Vajra Sutra, but how can there be no change in the methods of practice in the many temples and Taoist temples in the world.

This change is the foundation. The big temple and the practice of Sacred Land are because there is a practical way.

“Thinking of the body as the world of desire, the mind and spirit of the horse wander in the world of desire, consciousness as the realm of physicality, swimming in the physical world, but powerless to dissociate from the form, God is colorless, and if there is nothing, there is neither mind nor horse.

There are thousands of thoughts in my mind, all kinds of thoughts wander in the body, but not leave the body, wander in the gods, and not leave the gods.

Excitement, joy, worries, and delusions, all thoughts wandered freely in the body of the old monk.

The most instinctive and comfortable, making the old monk’s original Magic power more vigorous and more agile.

“This is the method of my Mingguang Temple, and it is also the root of my Mingguang Temple’s rise!”

Originally Mingguang Temple was just an ordinary, two-person small temple, but now with this background, this temple can also grow slowly.

Able to receive more disciples, and among these disciples, there can be more people with roots of wisdom, and they can learn more from them.

This is a road that can really work, and it is indeed a dead end.

The desire of man is like a horse, wandering through the body, consciousness, and gods.

If you can achieve that, of course you can see the Buddha’s Realm, but this method is more dangerous than other methods.

One’s own desire, color, and colorlessness, How can The Three Realms compare to the life of a person? The world of desire in the Buddha’s eyes, the red dust in the Buddha’s eyes.

If someone can walk this way, this person must be a sage, and if he doesn’t walk this way, he will still be a sage in the future.

Ordinary people walking this way, those with better concentration can see more and go farther, those with poor concentration? It is normal to fall into Devil Dao immediately.

What about this? Wen Kunxiang is naturally clear, even if he is discovered, it doesn’t matter.

Fight against the Buddha? The road is bad, and the fight against the Buddha is the executioner who kills people in the eyes of ordinary people.