In the center of the Pure Land of Buddha that spanned billions of tribulations, Mount Meru was towering, and the Four Dhyana Heavens were peaceful. An ancient and wise Golden Buddha was sitting cross-legged. Behind his head, there were twenty-four layers of Buddha's Aura that reflected each other. It was pale gold and flawless, sacred and solemn. In his palm, there was an ancient glaze lamp that contained many meanings of karma, as if it had existed since a long time ago.
At this moment, the eyes of this ancient golden Buddha weren't deep and tranquil like they were in the past, and they were filled with despair, dejection, frustration, unwillingness, and various other emotions. They were on the verge of transforming into numerous inner demons that would destroy his eternal cultivation.
"Sigh …" Dipang let out a long sigh and spat out the foul air and demons in his heart. He allowed the glaze lamp to burn them and eliminate the negative condensation in his body.
Su Meng had already reached the Nirvana Realm and became one of the big shots who dominated the ups and downs of the heavens and the world. His own thoughts on the Principles of Karma had completely turned into a bubble. He could only pin his hopes on the game and competition between the big shots of the Nirvana Realm and could no longer control his fate in his own hands.
He had only cultivated for a few hundred years, but he was able to break through the barriers and get rid of the sea of sufferings. Even with the arrival of the Final Trial, the loosening of the heaven and earth, the circulation of the Dao rhythm, and the arrangements of the ancient elders such as the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, Lord Daode, and the Golden Emperor, it could not cover his own brilliance, his own temperament, his own spirit, and his own determination. Only in this way could he cross the sky and illuminate the heavens.
Compared to him, he who had lived from the ancient times to the current era and had enlightened the Buddha seemed too hesitant and timid. When the opportunity came, he did not dare to suppress everything to fight for that slim chance. This was what he relied on to exist until now, but it was also the shackles that restrained him from taking that important step, causing his billions of years of cultivation to go down the drain.
Recalling the past, it was not that he did not have the chance to get rid of Su Meng in advance. It was because of balance, because of caution, and because he was unwilling to risk his life. He could only watch Su Meng grow step by step with jealousy and hatred. After being told by the Devil Buddha that indecisiveness leads to chaos, he slowly changed his mentality. Until now, he completely understood.
There were many things in the world that could not be 100% sure. When it came to the key to get rid of the sea of sufferings and reach the Nirvana Realm, he should take a gamble if there was a 20% chance!
Just as Randeng was thinking, the sky above the Pure Land suddenly burst forth with boundless light, illuminating every Bodhi tree, every Udumbara flower, every Buddhist temple, and every monk.
"Namo Amitabha." Dipamkara put his palms together and greeted the Gautama Buddha.
The person who came was the Lord of the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, the head of the Two Sages of Buddhism, Amitabha.
The pure glazed light drowned the sea of clouds, holding up a vaguely visible ancient Buddha. His whole body was surrounded by light, condensing into a perfect and flawless Buddha light.
"Donor Su has achieved the Nirvana Realm and escaped from the sea of sufferings. Are you still unable to let go of the obsession in your heart?" The solemn and grand voice of Amitabha was like the evening drum and morning bell, causing the golden body of Randeng to tremble. Everything in the past seemed to collapse along with it, and everything in the present was growing bit by bit.
Could he let it go?
Could the Principles of Karma, which had been waiting for an era, let it go?
At this point, was he still going to pursue that illusory hope?
Were they going to wait until the end of the era?
Dipamkara seemed to have understood something. He stood up with his golden body and bowed solemnly, "Namo Amitabha, thank you for your warning, Gautama Buddha."
The voice of Amitabha echoed in the Pure Land, "If you don't let go of the obsession, how can you see the Buddha in your heart? You are obsessed with the Principles of Karma, but you can't, and your eyes are covered with mist. Look back today, if you had taken the opportunity of the Apotheosis of Gods and joined Buddhism to let go of this matter and wholeheartedly practice the True Scripture of Grand Phantasmagoria or the Buddha's Palm, would you have been inferior to Maitreya? Would you have had the chance to escape from the sea of sufferings?"
"It's not too late to become a Buddha immediately. There are still hundreds of years before the end of the era. If Donor Su can do it, why can't you?"
Hearing the words of Amitabha, Dipamkara half saw the obsession of the past, and the other half smiled bitterly and helplessly.
In addition to enlightening himself to get rid of the obsession in his heart and receive the Gautama Buddha, he also had to resolve the grudge with the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi Su Meng by using the illusory Karma Tao Fruit that was almost complete!
Previously, he was still worried that he would be targeted by the new Heavenly Lord Yuanshi in the future, and could only be trapped in the Pure Land and rely on protection. Who knew that before he could even make a move, Amitabha had already asked him to let go of the Way of Karma, and there was no possibility of escape.
This was the Nirvana Realm Person, this was the high and mighty person.
That was right, the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi Su Meng had cut off his own path, and there was no hope of detachment in this era. There was no more Tao competition with Amitabha, the Heavenly Lord Dao De, the Golden Emperor, and other ancient elders. Many things could be eased, and they could work together.
Although the blade of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi Su Meng had cut off the hope of attaining Tao, it had also created endless variables, and created the best situation for himself.
Dipamkara was silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh, as if he had spat out the obsession that he had been yearning for in the past,
"Namo Amitabha, what should I do?"
The compassionate and grand voice of Amitabha sounded again, "There can be no construction without destruction. With this Nirvana Golden Body, let go of the past, cut off the Way of Karma, and reincarnate in the Nirvana World. Practice Dharma wholeheartedly, and become the future Buddha, neither pure nor dirty, neither increasing nor decreasing."
Dipamkara revealed a bitter smile, and left helplessness in this world. Then, he sat in the lotus position, closed his eyes, and formed the Nirvana Seal with both hands. His smile became empty, and it was full of peace and compassion.
He chanted in a low voice,
"If I achieve Bodhi, I will illuminate the heavens and the Myriad World, the past and the future, between the eras …"
A burst of Glazed Golden Fire rose from his body, burning quietly, training the Golden Body, and swallowing the lamp. The chanting of Buddhist scriptures was endless, and flowers fell from the sky.
When everything calmed down, a bit of Glazed Golden Light entered the palm of the ancient and pure Buddha. It entered the Nirvana World, bathed in the water of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, and turned into an ordinary monk with a weak aura.
In the middle of the Pure Land of Buddhism, where Dipamkara sat, there was a spinning relic. It was black and white, and it was flowing with light. It was complicated and peaceful.
The Buddhist light in the sky disappeared. The relic leaped up, passed through layers of space-time, and landed in the Buddhist Kingdom on the ground. It landed in the palm of Maitreya, who had a fat golden body.
Looking at the relic, Maitreya, who was smiling, suddenly sighed. Then, he leaped up and fled to the Yuxu Palace, which was infinitely high.
Passing through layers of darkness, time seemed to have stopped. An ancient yellow palace finally appeared in front of Maitreya. The eaves were hanging down the Qi of Merit like real dragons. It was noble and high. The red door was closed tightly, and it was inlaid with 365 golden nails. Around the palace, there were nine ancient wells on each of the three sides that could be seen. They were deep and bottomless, surrounded by jade railings, full of solemnity. Among them, 24 were rising with strange lights, dreamy and blurred.
It was not the first time that Maitreya came to the Yuxu Palace. But when he saw the Paramita Dojo glowing again and becoming more profound, he could not help but sigh, and his heart was filled with deep respect.
This was still the Paramita Dojo, and the people who lived there were still high and mighty people!
He walked to the front of the door and saw a strange-looking plant. It was green all over, and its branches were swaying.
"Please report to the Primogenitor that Maitreya is here to see you," Maitreya did not dare to be negligent. He put his palms together and bowed.
Daqinggen had never received such a big bow from a cult master, the future Buddha. The whole plant felt like it was about to become an immortal. It coughed and said arrogantly, "Bodhisattva, please wait a moment."
Regardless of the realm, Maitreya was still a Maha Bodhisattva.
It turned and stepped into the Yuxu Palace. After waiting for a while, it walked out and said,
"The Old Master asked you to go in."
Maitreya nodded slightly. Looking at the red door slowly opening in front of him, he stepped inside and walked towards the depths of the Yuxu Palace.
Daqinggen smiled and led the way, feeling extremely satisfied. The instructions just now had actually been issued before Maitreya came.
One after another, the doors opened one after another. Maitreya passed through the layers of pavilions and finally walked to the front of the Crystal Hall. He saw the rising mist, dark and deep. A bright round light seemed to be hanging in the sky. He could vaguely see the green trees and fruits covered in clear light, the long blade flashing with purple electricity and the purple, white and green gold Ruyi. At the same time, he could vaguely see a majestic figure that already had an ancient meaning.
The real Primogenitor, the real Paramita … Maitreya secretly shuddered. He restrained his emotions, suppressed his fear and awe, and put his palms together and bowed,
"Greetings to the Primogenitor."
Yesterday, the two sides were still at the same level, but today it was a world of difference.
"No need to be so polite," a majestic voice came from the Crystal Hall.
Maitreya did not dare to talk nonsense. He took out the Sarira with black and white brilliance and said solemnly,
"The Guide Buddha heard that the Primogenitor's Principle of Karma had regrets, so he ordered me to send this item, hoping to resolve the previous grievances."
After that, he held his breath and waited for a response. He was a little nervous. If the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi Su Meng did not accept this item and cut off the previous cause, then there was little hope for him to reach the Paramita Realm.
After waiting for a while, he heard a distant voice coming from the Crystal Hall,
"It's all in the past. The guide was only coerced, there's no need to care so much."
As soon as the voice fell, Maitreya saw the Sarira in his hand flew out and fell into the bright round light, falling on the hazy green tree.
With a bang, there was a sudden burst of light in front of him. The world became illusory, full of bright star lines, the background was only left with black and white. Outside the Yuxu Palace, the remaining twelve ancient wells also rose with strange lights.
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