The chariots are beautifully decorated. A small bronze tripod stands in the case, with a faint scent of sandalwood.
Fang Longye sat on the soft couch and carefully looked at the token in his hand.
The size of a baby's palm, between the cloud patterns, there are two characters "Yuan Yang" written in Taoist scriptures, as graceful as a startled dragon.
But the more I look at these two words, the more they reveal an evil flavor.
This token was accidentally obtained from an iron-eating beast when he was slaying the monsters blocking his way after exploring the Honghu Immortal Mansion.
The token material is not precious and has no special function.
He kept it because the word "Yuan Yang" written on the token had a strange feeling no matter how he looked at it, but no matter how he studied it, he couldn't find anything wrong with it.
"Yuanyang Sect?"
"The name is quite decent."
Fang Longye sneered, although from King Shuya's memory, he did not get the details of this Fang sect.
But if you think about it with your toes, you can understand that the "Yuanyang Sect" that can occupy such a large territory in this land where evil spirits are everywhere, will it be an exception?
No matter how you think about it, he is not from a well-known family.
Otherwise, the crowd would have attacked him long ago.
There are very few good people who can stand out among a group of evil people and still be respected by these evil people. On the contrary, the chance of being a great villain is 80 to 90%.
Putting away this strange token, Fang Longye had a thought and drove the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast. The chariot moved slowly and landed in the treasure mountain where Jinyang Cave is located.
On a cold day, the clouds are silent, and birds come to pick up branches.
The mountain clouds are leisurely floating out from the ridge, white above and below.
"Master," Ao Ying followed him, saw him looking around, and immediately reported: "After sister Qingli and I, we either killed or captured, and screened in various ways, there are still hundreds of people left in this square mountain farm. Monsters are all clever and knowledgeable people."
"Master, do you want to go into the cave to rest? Sister Qingli and I have cleaned the mountain farm inside and out. She is in Jinyang Cave, casting spells to restore the scenery."
Fang Longye shook his head and walked into the entrance of Jinyang Cave. In front of him, there were ancient trees on the cliffs, and they were gloomy and green.
The mountain flowers are twisted and twisted, and stars are shining on them.
Looking across the flowers at the ground, there are ripples on the ground.
"It's a good dojo, but it's a pity that it has been ruined." Fang Longye looked at the scenery around him, facing Qingli not far away and Ao Ying beside him, and said: "Okay, no need to work, we will go directly outside the cave. Just rest for one night in the mountain field.”
Even after cleaning it, he still felt resentful towards this dojo that was imbued with the aura of King Shuya.
The three of them left Jinyang Cave, picked an open space on the cloud cliff, and released a palace-like magic weapon as a resting place.
Fang Longye was about to walk inside. After thinking for a moment, Qingyun's colorful light appeared, and a thought appeared incarnate and jumped into the void.
He nodded towards him and flew away into the distance.
A country’s incense and will cannot be wasted.
…
A sacred land should have thousands of laws, each one densely packed, top to bottom, colliding with each other, emitting the sound of bells, drums and jade, blocking everything.
But for some unknown reason, a hole appeared, like a bottomless pit, causing the entire space of the Divine Land to disappear continuously.
Naturally, the main leader, King Shuya, was directly killed by Fang Longye, which led to the collapse of the divine land.
In fact, as a monk of the "Immortal Way", King Shuya does not have a real flesh and blood body. The safest and most reliable dojo should have been this divine earth space.
But he was tainted with the habits of the demon clan and liked to dominate the mountains and become the king. And because he had no rivals on the border of Xijiang Kingdom, he didn't care about the safety of the sacred land at all.
Although, it is true that even if he is in the Fang Shentu Law Domain, he cannot withstand the power of Fang Longye's blow.
The incarnation of Fang Longye's thoughts is connected with the golden body of Cangmang Mountain's Shinto in the distance, mobilizing the incense inside.
A large amount of incense and wish power came from unknown passages and filled it, temporarily stabilizing the sacred earth space that was on the verge of collapse.
Walking inside, along the way, there are rockeries floating on water, pavilions surrounded by green bamboos, and the water from waterfalls falls freely, scattering pearls and jade on the ground, tinkling and reflecting wonderful light.
The exquisite balconies, elegant pavilions and beautiful marbles complement each other beautifully.
However, broken arms and limbs, bronze armors, and dilapidated chariots with one wheel that were seen on the ground from time to time ruined the originally refreshing scene and instead gave people a sense of chaos after the war.
Dead silence, no sound.
It was chilly, chilling to the bones.
It was not caused by others, but everything in this sacred land was tied to the life and death of King Shuya.
This is the Shinto Dharma Domain. It looks real and real, similar to the Sumeru space created by monks using magical powers such as Hutian, but in fact it is completely different.
The Sumeru space, no matter how small it is, is real. Even if the founder dies, it will not be affected in the slightest.
However, the Shinto legal domain is somewhere between reality and illusion. Its survival depends entirely on the life and death of the founder.
The incarnation of Fang Longye's thoughts was walking around in the Fang Divine Land.
Soon, we came to a courtyard.
Birds are chirping on the empty steps, and the moss marks are green.
Thousands of sacred flowers fell silently, making no sound.
Some parts of the previously exquisite pavilions have collapsed, exposing red bricks and jade tiles, and many broken walls, giving it a gloomy look.
This is the center of this divine land space. Fang Longye's thought incarnation breathed a sigh of relief, and connected with the Shinto golden body far away in Cangmang Mountain with all his strength.
A large number of Shinto laws unique to Fang Longye's Shinto golden body filled the entire sacred land, exaggerating everything and trying to change its foundation.
Gradually, in all directions of the divine earth, dots of golden light suddenly appeared, glowing with purple and green, and then outlined into lines, intertwined with each other, and the collapsed places instantly became the same as before.
Finally, a door of light appeared, and Fang Longye's divine golden body magically appeared in this divine land.
This is because Fang Longye's "Shenxian Dao" path has not been promoted to Golden Immortal, otherwise it would not be that troublesome at all.
All it takes is Fang Longye to cultivate a believer anywhere. The Shinto golden body can directly travel through space with the help of incense and wish power.
The thought incarnation completed the task, looked at each other with the golden body of Shinto, smiled, and immediately dissipated.
The golden body of Shinto, with the help of the power of incense and wish, looked outside the sacred land. Xijiang Kingdom generally worshiped an ugly monster as a sacred beast.
"It's time to change the faith of this country." The Shinto Golden Body murmured.
…
Yuzhu Cave in Zhongnan Mountain.
The pine and rocks are mixed together, and the water falls like snow.
There are monasteries, floating pavilions, golden terraces, bamboo groves, and deep streams.
It is better to sit quietly, watch the moon, read a book, listen to the rain, and smell the fragrance of lotus.
Different Danjing and red springs, different deep willows and maples, different cranes, deer, turtles and apes, etc., all in different shapes and forms.
The entire cave sky is filled with purple and green energy, layer upon layer.
Under the shade of ancient trees.
There is a Zhuling Dantai on one side.
The pavilion is three stories high, with shadows under the eaves.
Further outside, the bamboos are clear and the pines are beautiful, and the door stone is dyed green.
The owner of the cave, a Taoist priest with a jade crown, is sitting opposite an ancient Buddha.
"It seems that fellow Taoist Randeng has thought about it?"
Taoist Jade Crown asked with a smile.
Thousands of Buddha wheels behind the ancient Buddha are turning, seemingly slowly but actually urgently. Countless Sanskrit words arise and die inside, describing the Mahayana and Hinayana dharma, which is omnipresent.
He smiled slightly, but it looked like his eyes were filled with all kinds of emotions. He seemed to be affectionate but was actually forgetful. It was hard to describe, and he said: "Fellow Taoist, I have overcome all the tribulations and participated in creation. I ask myself that I am not a gentleman. I can't offer help in times of need, so I naturally want to add icing on the cake. Fan."
Taoist Jade Crown shook his head and said with a smile: "My fellow Taoist has entered the Buddha's path and is now an important past Buddha in Buddhism. Why bother to swim in this muddy water again?"
Others who made bets on him were just circumstantial. It was better for this ancient Buddha to come directly to the door and ask "how much is he worth?"
It really does not lose its style back then.
"Yun Neutron, Yun Neutron, aren't you asking questions knowingly? If you don't realize Hunyuan, you will eventually become an ant."
With a smile on his face, the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng, his sandalwood body glowing with light, said, "You are about to escape from the sea of suffering, can't you help me, my old friend?"
"I admire my fellow Taoist's devotion to the Tao. However, I'm afraid it's not enough for three corpses. Besides, I can't afford the price those two paid for my fellow Taoists."
The past Buddha was the top person under the two sages of Buddhism. He didn't think that an incarnation of this ancient Buddha could be worth the same price.
"Why can't the Ancient Burning Buddha be an incarnation? Just like fellow Taoists, who is the master, why should we distinguish so clearly?" The Ancient Burning Buddha smiled slightly.
"And I don't need fellow Taoists to give me any status like the two in the west. I just need to give me a hand at the critical moment in the third calamity of the future era."
Yun Zhongzi, who was originally calm and calm, suddenly paused. He stared at the Burning Deng Ancient Buddha for a long time, breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It seems that fellow Taoist has actually reached the final stage. Congratulations!"
"I have wasted so many Yuanhui sessions, and now I have caught up with my fellow Taoists. And I am still stuck at this last moment. How happy is that?"
The face of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng was indifferent, and there was no joy or worry in his eyes.
Yun Zhongzi closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and said with determination: "Okay, just follow what fellow Taoist said."
"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist!" The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng bowed his head with a sincere look on his face.
…
Western paradise.
The relic flowers are blooming, and the green lotus root and custard apple are blooming.
The haze is misty and misty as you come and go, and the year is remembered regardless of the cold or heat.
There are still celestial dragons surrounding it, flowers and rain are blooming, the silence is fragrant, and the light shines brightly.
At this time, I saw the Sanskrit Buddha singing loudly in mid-air, preaching the wonderful Dharma of the Three Vehicles, and achieving the right fruition. On top, a golden lotus was held up, showing an ancient Buddha, holding a treasure ruler, hanging a spiritual lamp on the top, with a peaceful face and an ancient temperament.
It was the lamp-burning ancient Buddha who had returned from Zhongnan Mountain. After he landed, he collected his magical powers, calmed his mind, and stepped forward.
All I saw were golden flames, precious lights, and glowing jade trees.
Under the pool of merit, dragon scales dance.
Thousands of auspicious light and auspicious energy accumulate in a thick layer, like frost and snow, and make a squeaking sound when stepped on.
"This time, I will definitely prove the Hunyuan Dao." Thinking of the confirmed deal with the two Wuzhuangguan people, his mind was agitated.
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng saw visions in the Land of Ultimate Bliss. The Bodhi tree was brighter than before, and the glazed spiritual fruit was more crystal clear than before.
Even the white deer, monkey, black turtle, etc. in the world are wiser than before.
It is a new chapter in the era, and destiny is great.
In this era, the opportunity for Hunyuan that comes after the completion of the prehistoric world must be with him.
At this moment, I heard a long chirp, sharp and passionate, with a clear and vast sound, spreading far away, and the aftermath stirred up in all directions, causing red gold stars to collide back and forth.
When the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng heard the sound, he was startled. He quickly stopped and looked intently. He saw five colors of auspicious light rising above the sky, which was more than ten thousand feet high.
Then it slowly unfolded, like a tail wing, and tiny pieces of light shone, containing indescribable mystery. Seeing this was like the evolution of countless different worlds.
"Five colors of auspicious light."
The Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng clenched the Qian Kun Ruler in his hand, feeling bitter in his heart. He did not expect to meet such a difficult person today.
I don't know if this person exists, so what's the purpose of looking for this old antique like him.
The next moment, the five-color auspicious light in the sky fell downwards, immediately disappeared, turned into treasure clothes, and was draped on the body.
A young man walked over, with his hair combed into a bun and a wooden hairpin inserted at an angle. On the top of the door, he held up the Qingyun. The five colors of green, yellow, red, white and black intertwined, interpreting the sun, moon and stars, and witnessing the creation of the world.
On it, a golden body is shown, with the head facing the east, white, and wearing white silk clothes.
Crowned with crowns, necklaces, earrings, and armbands, all adorned, he rides on a golden peacock king, sitting in lotus position on a white lotus or a green flower, residing in the sign of compassion.
It has four arms. The first hand on the right hand holds the lotus flower, the second hand holds the Kumbhaka fruit, the first hand on the left hand holds the auspicious fruit, and the second hand holds three or five peacock tails.
The vast Buddha's light covers the sky and the earth, filling time and space.
"I wonder what Peacock Great Ming King Bodhisattva wants to do with me?"
The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng bowed his head and asked.
He didn't believe that because of his concealment of heavenly secrets, the Peacock Great Ming King Bodhisattva's behavior of almost blocking the door would be a coincidence.
"The Ancient Burning Deng Buddha is quite rare. He usually lives in seclusion. I wonder where he came back from a trip today?"
Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva came to him, looked at him, and said with a half-smile.
"I was very quiet and thoughtful, looking for old friends to talk about old times. But I didn't know..."
"Okay, you old man, stop covering it up. The secret has been covered up by me a long time ago. Even if you mention that old bastard, you can't hear a word of it."
"There's nothing wrong with admitting it boldly. Besides, your plan is just to hide it from that fat little Tathagata. Why hesitate."
The Peacock Great Ming King Bodhisattva waved his hand and directly interrupted the explanation of the ancient Buddha.
The lamp-burning ancient Buddha had a wry smile on his face.
"Boring," Peacock Daming King Bodhisattva saw that he was pretending to be dull, and immediately lost interest in teasing this old guy, and casually threw out a five-color fairy light. "Now, help me give this to the little guy."
After saying that, he took steps forward, which seemed to be slowing down. Wherever the auspicious light came, he disappeared.
"call--"
After his figure was gone, the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng let out a breath. This man was very strange, but his strength was unfathomable. Even meeting him made him feel uncomfortable.
Although he is just a Buddhist incarnation of that person, his strength is still much stronger than his past Buddha who is only one step away from the Hunyuan portal.
There is no way, who makes me too strong.
Nowadays, everyone is flocking to the two Wuzhuangguan people.
But everyone understands that in the entire prehistoric period, the person closest to the Hunyuan portal is not Zhen Yuanzi, not Hongyun, not the Jade Emperor, not the Demon Master...but the proud peacock.
After the Divine Tribulation, everyone thought that the proud peacock would never recover.
The results of it?
Once enlightened, he killed three corpses in a row.
When the dust is gone, light is born, illuminating the universe.
The good corpse was reincarnated as Confucius, and the evil corpse remained in Buddhism as a Buddha mother. She held the corpse and transformed into a five-color phoenix, calling herself the Five Virtues Taoist Master.
This deity broke through everything, submerged into the darkness, and has since then roamed freely between heaven and earth.
No one can forget the scene on the day Confucius became enlightened.
The heaven and earth shook with joy, the sky was filled with purple energy, and the Hunyuan fruition state fell from the sky.
As long as the three corpses merge into one, inherit the Tao and Fruit as Confucius, and establish the Hunyuan.
But he refused!
He refused!
The ancestor of a Taoism, the Lord of Hunyuan who is comparable to Taoism and Buddhism, he refused!
In the end, Confucius, who was a good corpse, swore to transform into Taoism and created a long river of Confucianism and Taoism that is as long as the river of time and space.
The proud Kong Xuan was unwilling to achieve enlightenment through other principles, even if he had also realized it.
He is not even willing to achieve enlightenment in the Five Elements. This proud peacock declares that since he is famous for the "Five-Colored Divine Light", he will achieve enlightenment with the magical power of "Five-Colored Divine Light".
How could the clone of such a peerless person, a mediocre person like him, be able to defeat him?
(End of chapter)
