Rebirth: Out of Demons and Into Buddhas 2

Chapter 189

The light was still faint, but it was strong enough to not disintegrate easily. Even if the space at the fingertips of the heart demon's body was trembling faintly, it always stood there steadily, blooming with a little starlight of its own.

At the moment when he opened his eyes again after getting the demon body, both the deity and the Buddha body could clearly see the figure reflected in his eyes.

It's not someone else, it's exactly the original body of this bit of stardust, that old man.

The Buddha body waited.

It didn't take him too long to wait, the figure quickly faded away, and the eyes of the demon body returned to the depths of the past.

'Do I need to hand over my body to you? ' asked the Buddha body.

The Buddha's body asked very casually, as if today's encounter hadn't had much impact on his practice at all.

The demon body seemed to be a little moved, but after thinking about it seriously, he still shook his head.

'No, you go ahead, I will follow you. '

The Buddha body took a deep look at him and nodded, but he also left a message, "If you need it, just call me, and I will hand over my body." '

The heart demon body nodded, watching the Buddha body leave the world of the sea of ​​consciousness and take control of the physical body again.He turned his gaze back, looking thoughtfully at the little stardust on his fingertips.

The deity watched him carefully for a while, but did not disturb him, and continued with his own practice.

The Buddha body took control of the physical body, and bowed to the empty desk with one palm.

As for the last handful of dust left by the old man, there is no need for Jingfu Buddha to bother, the breeze has already carried it around the entire town.

The Buddha body did not stop him.

For that old man, even if there is a handful of dust left, this small town is still the final home of his heart.

By the time the breeze returned to the bottom of Jingfu Buddha's sleeves, the handful of dust was completely gone.

The Buddha's body glanced at the breeze, and his eyes froze for a moment.

It's just walking around this small town, and the breeze seems to have something more, and it seems something is missing, which is quite weird.

But the Buddha body didn't grasp the wind to explore, he stepped forward to retrieve the heart lamp, walked out of the hall along the porch, and walked around the mansion.

The area of ​​this mansion is actually not small, but after relocating the population of a whole town, there is hardly any vacant space to be found.

It's just that even if the space here is narrow, the distance between people is not much, and the status class is shrunk, rich and poor, noble and cheap, male and female, student and butcher are mixed together. In addition to the natural fear, despair and awe of death, there is also a lot of peace.

Yes, not despair and fear, but peace.

This is very rare.

The Buddha body has seen this circle, and he has a high opinion of the old man's ability.

Even if he is just a vulgar man and doesn't have much strength in his hands, it is already remarkable to be able to do this.

The Buddha's body couldn't help stretching out his hand, and lightly pressed on the breeze swirling around his sleeves.

The breeze seemed to be startled by the movement of Jingfu Buddha's body, and froze in place.

If a breeze is frozen in mid-air and has no flow, then it should be just a gust of air, it cannot be wind, and it cannot be wind.

But even so, Jingfu Buddha never felt that what he touched with his palm was nothingness.

Because at that moment, his hand was grasping something unmistakably, and his perception was constantly reminding him of the essentially identical existence under his hand.

The wind, or the will, did not leave the palm of the Buddha's body.

But the Buddha body just pressed it, and then retracted his hand.

"He has accumulated some merits in his life, so he should be able to have a more peaceful life..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, and didn't want anyone's response or affirmation, so after he finished speaking, he naturally stopped talking and was busy with his own affairs.

He stood upright with one palm in front of his chest, lowered his eyelids slightly, and sang a Buddha's name in a low voice, "Namo Sakyamuni Buddha."

He moved the lamp in his hand forward, and then tilted it slightly, watching the three-color flame burning in the lamp escape from the lamp and fall into the crowd that filled the entire mansion with the sudden wind. After burning those crowds to dust, the Buddha body naturally retracted its heart lamp.

He lowered his eyes to look at the star dust wrapped in the flames and returned to the lamp, and the Buddha saluted the empty mansion with one palm, then turned and walked out.

Normally, the wind would leave here along with the sleeves of the Buddha's body, but this time, the wind did not move, but quietly stopped in place.

Without the blowing of the wind, the wide sleeves of Jingfu Buddha's body finally resumed its normal rhythm, swinging with his movements.

The Buddha body sensed something, stopped its movements, and precisely locked onto the void where the wind was.

The wind still didn't move any more, it just stopped there, but the Buddha's body heard something faintly.

He thought for a while and asked, "Are you going to give them a ride too?"

The wind seemed to be bouncing up and down.

The Buddha smiled, "You go."

When his voice fell, the wind turned around whistling like a wolfhound that had been let go of its rope, and rushed towards the already empty mansion.

The Buddha stood there and watched.

It didn't take long before the wind turned over the entire mansion, and a thick cloud of dust came out and went outside.

It didn't stay for too long, it came back soon, still wrapped around Jing Fu's sleeve as before, playing with the sleeve back and forth.

But it's all fun, when a ray of glazed Buddha's light appeared outside the town, it still pulled Jing Fu's sleeve straightly to remind him.

The Buddha body nodded, "I know."

Hearing the words of the Buddha body, the wind finally calmed down.

Even if the wind didn't remind him, Jing Fu had already been bluntly told about the commotion when Fu and Luo Han arrived.

But there is also a little...

The Buddha looked down at his sleeves.

If this wind is really a part of the will of the Shensang world, as he guessed, why... would it cling to him like a young child?

To be honest, the ones who really helped the Shensang world, weren't they Fuhe Luohan?

In any case, His attitude towards Fu and Arhat shouldn't be so vigilant, just like His attitude towards him shouldn't be so close, right?

Did he guess wrong?Is this wind actually has another identity?Or, who has arranged for him?

The moment these distracting thoughts arise, all of them are separated from the mind and soul of the Buddha body, thrown in the direction of the demon body, merged into the body of the demon body, and become a part of him.

The demon body did not wake up.

After all, for him, this is really a very normal thing.If he was alarmed so easily, then he would not need to practice at all. Just being responsible for sorting out these distracting thoughts would consume all his time and energy, so what else could he do?

The Buddha's body turned his eyes to the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, and then quickly looked back.

The wind didn't seem to be aware of the guessing and guessing of the Buddha's body for him at that moment, but he didn't play like just now, but quietly stuck to the sleeve of the Buddha's body, pretending that he was really This Shensang world can be seen everywhere, and the disappearing wind may appear at any time.

The Buddha body quickened his pace and walked out.

But after crossing the threshold of the mansion, the Buddha body still turned around, pulled back the door that he had pushed open, and closed it again.

After doing this, the Buddha body continued to turn around and headed out of the town.

At the exit of the town, the Buddha body saw Fu and Arhat standing there.

The glazed Buddha light that Fu and Arhat were wearing hadn't been completely restrained, and occasionally some of it would come out from his body and shine in this space.

But this glazed Buddha's light is not harmful. Apart from purifying the body and soothing the soul to strengthen the body, it probably will plant a little Buddha seed in the heart of the person under the Buddha's light.

The breeze that had been clinging to Jingfu's sleeve seemed to tremble, and hid itself a little more concealed, but even so, he didn't think about getting into Jingfu's sleeve.

Fu and Luohan saw the body of the Buddha walking slowly out of the small town, and their gazes subtly turned to the heart lamp held in his hand.

The Buddha's body could be seen clearly, and his eyes paused for a moment on the quietly burning flame in the lamp.

But Fu and Luohan quickly restrained their expressions and smiled at the Buddha.

Fuhe Luohan was originally in a blessed state, with a kind face, not sharp.Now he has successfully broken through and improved his essence. When he is in a peaceful mood, he smiles more gently, which makes people feel less guarded.

However, it was such blessings and arhats that made the Buddha subconsciously raise his vigilance.

Even the demon body and the deity were awakened at that moment.

They all turned their gazes from the sea of ​​consciousness world, staring at Fu and Luohan.

It's just that no matter how they probed and looked at it, they couldn't see any malice from this Arhat.

Just like this, the demon body and the deity frowned at the same time.

The Buddha body easily suppressed his own instincts, and he smiled at the same time, raised his palm, bowed to Fu and Arhat, and praised, "Jing Fu pays homage to Arhat, congratulations to Arhat for breaking the shackles and embarking on the road of transcendence."

The Taiyi Immortal who "jumps out of the three realms and is not in the five elements" is the beginning of detachment. Since Fuhe Luohan has achieved the realm of Taiyi Immortal, he can naturally bear the congratulations from the Buddha body.

Fu and Luohan were obviously in a good mood at the moment, but when he heard Jing Fu's congratulations, his brows relaxed a bit.

"Thank you Master Jingfu." He paused, and asked first, "Master has entered the Shensang world, I don't know my two disciples..."

The Buddha said, "Lohan, please rest assured, the two mages are still here."

As he spoke, he reached into the pocket of his sleeve at the same time.

Fu and Luohan followed Jing Fu's hand and looked at Jing Fu's sleeve pocket.

The demon body and the deity have been keeping a close eye on Fu and Arhat, without any relaxation, even though Fu and Arhat have not shown any flaws.

The wind also only regards itself as air, and has been clinging to Jing Fu's wide robe sleeves.

The Buddha body naturally took out the porcelain bowl from his sleeve pocket and handed it to Fu and Arhat.

As he handed out his hand, his sleeve robe was also delivered to Fu and Luohan.

Fu and Luohan didn't look at the sleeve robe at all, but only looked at the porcelain bowl, with some joy, some relief, and some guilt on their faces, which was very complicated.

But it was almost clearly aimed at his two disciples, and had nothing to do with Jingfu or the breeze.

The author has something to say: Well, good night, everyone.

Cough, I misremembered the cultivation bases of Fu and Luohan, now I am correcting them, sorry.