There is a mountain range with extremely rich spiritual energy in the Central Plains, known as the Lianhua Mountain Range. There is a cultivation sect within it that has been passed down for thousands of years, which is Tianyan Sect.
This sect is very mysterious. For thousands of years, it has rarely recruited external disciples. However, this sect has endured for thousands of years, so it naturally has an unknown heritage.
At this moment, in a simple pavilion in Tianyan Sect. A middle-aged man in white robe looked into the distance through the hollow attic window.
The middle-aged man has short hair. His eyebrows are clear and his eyes are clear, and a black beard adds a sense of calmness and depth to him.
There is a stone table behind the middle-aged man. The tabletop is as smooth as a mirror, and lines on it are shining brightly and darkly. Those lines constantly change patterns with the alternation of light and dark, but each pattern has a sense of mystery.
Countless light spots were scattered on the stone table like vast stars. The entire stone table looks like an upside-down galaxy, gorgeous and mysterious. And in the middle of the stone table, a dark blue bead was quietly suspended around the wisps of electric light.
The middle-aged man slowly walked to the stone table. He took out the ball from the electric light and held it in his palm. He closed his eyes slightly, gently groping for the blue orb, and his soul wandered beyond the sky...
a long time. The middle-aged man opened his eyes, put the ball back on the stone table, and said to himself in a deep voice: "This day is coming after all!"
At this time, a Taoist priest wearing a black robe walked up to the attic and reported, "Sect Master, I have received a reply from the lady."
The heaviness on the middle-aged man's face immediately faded a bit. "What did she say?"
"The miss said in the letter that she will rush back to the sect as soon as possible. In addition, the miss will bring a few helpers to help our sect survive this catastrophe."
When the middle-aged man heard this, a smile finally appeared on his face.
"I understand, please step back."
After the black-robed Taoist priest left, the middle-aged man slowly walked into the back hall. In the back hall, there was a woman sitting upright. The woman's face was covered with gauze, so her true appearance could not be seen clearly. She exudes a charming fragrance that makes people think about her.
The middle-aged man did not dare to lose his composure in front of this lady, and secretly used his soul power to resist the refreshing fragrance. He stepped forward and bowed his hands slightly to the woman.
"Thanks to Madam Seven for helping me this time."
There was a hint of murderous intent leaking out of the woman, "Sect Leader Han, you don't have to thank me. It was you who informed me of that matter many years ago. I promised that I would take action for you, and you and I have the same purpose. Yes. If I don’t join this chess game of yours, I won’t have the chance to seek justice for my dead children.”
In an unknown city in the Central Plains. A large group of ordinary people gathered densely in the huge square.
I heard that an eminent monk was preaching in the city today. This is a strange thing. Previously, only a few idle people came to join in the fun. And when they arrived at the square, they couldn't move away immediately.
It’s really thundering in the twelfth lunar month and snowing in June. There are all kinds of strange things in this world. Monk Jun actually took a peerless beauty to teach Buddhist scriptures. It is simply the most ridiculous thing in the world!
More and more people gathered around. The monk spoke with great joy, but no one listened to a word. Everyone's eyes fell on the beautiful woman in the red dress behind him.
The sounds of sighs and laughter are endless. I have to say that this was the most failed time for Monk Chenyuan to teach the Dharma.
Qin Lan's face was already hot. It's just that all the meridians in her body are blocked now. There is no strength to resist. She squeezed out a few words through her teeth, "Monk, if you preach the sutra like this, does your master at Wanfo Mountain know?"
What allowed Qin Lan to persevere under the embarrassment of being in the spotlight was her hope of survival. After all, the longer the monk stays here, the greater her hope of rescue.
She was shouting silently in her heart. "Mom, uncle, come and save me, I can't hold on any longer!"
Monk Chenyuan disagreed. He is not afraid of the shadows twisting his body upright, and he firmly believes that the great Buddha Dharma will free all mortals from the vulgar tastes of the world. The more ignorant mortals are enlightened by him and escape from the sea of suffering, the higher the merit he will gain.
Qin Lan pushed her neck back into her collar. At this moment, she saw a beautiful woman slowly walking towards her through the crowd of figures in the distance. Wherever that man passed, all the people gave way. Her powerful aura made these people breathless.
Monk Chenyuan naturally noticed the visitor. But there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.
"Cultivator of Tribulation..."
"Mother!" Qin Lan cried with joy. Tears couldn't help but roll down. She was relieved.
A loud voice exploded out of thin air. "City Master Yun! You are indeed here." When Chen Yuan's voice fell, his body was suddenly surrounded by a layer of golden light. An ordinary handsome monk suddenly shines brightly.
Countless people were stunned at this moment. Who would have thought that the person they were laughing at just now turned out to be a true Buddha coming to this world!
In the square, people huffed and knelt down. These people cried bitterly. Atonement! Repent, mortal!
Monk Chenyuan, on the other hand, used golden light to hold Qin Lan and fly into the sky together. His entire body turned into a bright golden light.
Although Chen Yuan was fast, he was not as fast as City Master Yun, a giant in cultivation. In the blink of an eye, Yun Ke'er appeared in front of Chen Yuan.
Yun Ke'er's eyes first glanced at her daughter. Then he stared at Monk Chenyuan.
"I heard that a Buddhist son was born in Wanfo Mountain more than 30 years ago. This son was conceived by the Nine-Colored Holy Lotus. After he was born, the Nine-Colored Holy Lotus turned into his accompanying magic weapon. This son is known as the 'Nine-Colored Lotus' Holy Son'. Holy Monk Chenyuan, a monk does not tell lies. I would like to know if the rumors of this 'Nine Lotus Holy Son' are true or false?"
Monk Chenyuan said concisely and concisely, "False!"
Then an embarrassed smile appeared on Monk Chenyuan's handsome face, "The young monk was also born to his parents. It's just that the master saw that the young monk had an extraordinary connection with Buddha, so he immersed the young monk in the nine-color lotus pond. This was a lucky break. It has been approved by the Holy Lotus.”
Qin Lan stared at the monk Chenyuan next to him with his eyes widened.
The Holy Son of Nine Lotus of Wanfo Mountain! The origin of this monk is a bit scary. No wonder he has the cultivation of a holy monk.
"So, the holy monk does have an immortal weapon. That's why you are confident. Dare to wait here for me to come."
Monk Chenyuan recited the Buddha's name, "If the Lord of Jiuyou City can be captured, the merits of this young monk will naturally increase."
"You have such a loud voice!"
Yun Ke'er slowly stretched out her palm. Suddenly there was a sharp sword roar that resounded through the sky. Then he saw something suddenly fly out of Qin Lan's storage bag - the sword Tianhong.
"Lan'er, Tianhong is a magical weapon that can grow. The power of this sword is actually far more powerful than a high-grade mysterious weapon. Remember, the grade of the magical weapon is not the key to victory or defeat. It depends on how you use it. You are optimistic , How did my mother use the rainbow to break the nine-color holy lotus in Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain today?"
