Chang'an City was shrouded in thick nighttime spring fog. Dawn had not yet arrived, and not even a hint of fish belly white was exposed on the horizon.
The whole world is still sleeping, and the night before dawn is the darkest moment.
Outside the imperial city, on the snow-capped mountains, a faint golden light appeared.
Gradually, gradually there is a sun on the snow-capped mountains, a golden sun, a miracle.
The golden light rising from the wooden house became more and more intense, one, two...
Countless rays of golden light pierce the spring mist in the mountains and the deepest night before dawn, brighter than the sliver of white that has not yet appeared on the horizon.
At this time, the earliest monks in the temple at the foot of the mountain had not yet gone out. At this time, the entire city of Chang'an was still sleeping, without even a cockcrow.
Only the golden light on the snow-capped mountains gradually rose into the sky, as if in the long night, suddenly the gods above the nine heavens lit a magic lamp for the world.
Li Xiuyuan, who was lying on the bed, had not yet opened his eyes.
The golden light comes from the jade dish in the divine sea.
The spiritual disk that Murong Lingyu obtained was the one where he understood a hint of the law of life and death on the Wanli River, but he has not yet found the fragment of the jade disk that records the law of life and death.
At this moment, the fragments of the jade disc of the law of cause and effect, the law of time, the law of space, and the law of life and death have been integrated into one.
Thousands of golden lights shine on the reincarnation tower transformed by the law of reincarnation.
The tenth floor of the Reincarnation Tower, which is hidden in the energy of chaos and purple energy, will be completed soon.
The five most supreme jade disks recording the laws of the great world are already in Li Xiuyuan's divine sea.
The old monk on Mount Xumi spent his whole life looking for the jade plate.
Outside Tianluo City, the jade plate in the sacred painting in the secret realm of Shiwanda Mountain fell into the hands of Li Xiuyuan, who was transformed into Po Meng.
At this moment, everything in the world was silent, and only the ten thousand rays of divine light condensed by the power of the five laws rose into the sky.
Like a red sun, quietly shining on the mountains and rivers.
The apricot flowers on the mountain road are in bud. Under the shining of the divine light, the apricot trees are growing, getting bigger, and becoming more different from the past.
The plum trees on the mountain are also quietly changing. The plum blossoms that have fallen away have buds climbing on the branches again.
The tea tree behind the house is also growing wildly. The tea tree that was originally watered by snow water and divine water has become a unique spiritual tea in the world.
At this moment, Lingcha evolves again...
All things in the mountains are growing wildly, the spring breeze blooms thousands of trees overnight, and the divine light silently nourishes the earth like rain.
In the big lake at the foot of the mountain, the fish in it also smelled this magical atmosphere, and jumped out of the water one after another, vying to bathe in the divine light from the sky.
The little monk in the dream turned over and said something in his sleep, but he was quietly breaking through.
There is also the old monk in the Buddhist hall. The old monk is sitting in front of the Buddha with his hands clasped together and quietly reciting Buddhist scriptures, just like waiting for the dawn of the night, waiting for the long-lost breakthrough.
At this moment, the monks in the Buddhist temple at the foot of the mountain are like the flowers on the mountain, waiting for themselves to bloom again in the divine light.
Not much, far more than that.
Qin Xiangyu in No. 46 was talking in his sleep. Like the apricot trees in the yard that were growing wildly and blooming, he once again ushered in the moment of breaking through.
The old man in No. 47 opened his eyes and looked at the vision in the sky...
I couldn't help but murmur to myself: "Master, have you seen the miracle happening here?"
The monks of the Tang Dynasty all understood that breaking through a realm was not an easy task. Even if it was the simplest Qi gathering realm, breaking through each realm was a difficult matter.
However, at this moment, Chang'an City is like a land that has been dry for a long time, moistened by a night of spring rain, and is quietly changing.
Since leaving the Five Realms that year, since leaving the Shura Heaven Realm.
Miracles like this moment have never happened to Li Xiuyuan again.
This is a rare divine rain that has been seen for thousands of years, and it has sprinkled this area of the Tang Dynasty.
Everything was just because the girl from Tianluo City took one more look in front of the Buddha in the sacred painting.
Everything was just because Li Xiuyuan, who was transformed into Po Meng, said one more word to the restless girl on the Wangchuan Bridge.
Everything just happens inadvertently.
However, many stories that happened inadvertently finally came together and evolved into something as shocking as this...
But it didn't disturb all living things in Chang'an City, and it didn't disturb everyone's dreams.
Sneak into the night with the rain, moistening things silently.
The young man who was in the Buddhist hall and could not see the Buddha, at this moment, transformed into a god and a Buddha, quietly nourishing all living beings in the world.
But he failed to open his eyes and witness the miracle he created.
The old Taoist priest said that his precious disciple was: He could not see the Buddha in the Buddhist hall, so he was talking about this moment.
In the Imperial Palace of the Tang Dynasty, Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, who had not slept peacefully since the Xuanwu Gate Incident, had no nightmares tonight.
The flowers in the palace bloomed one night, hoping to bathe in this rare divine light and produce the most magical seeds in the world.
The divine light in the sky is getting brighter and brighter, giving people the illusion that the day has lit up an hour earlier.
Just like the words murmured by the young man in the Forgotten River: "Above the Forgotten River, under the Mulberry Village, half is light and half is shadow."
The present moment is the most true portrayal.
The purple bamboo leaves outside the wooden house fell off at this moment, and all the bamboo branches turned into dust...
Then from the soil, thin bamboo teeth broke through the shackles of the soil, and grew wildly at this moment. Every tiny bamboo branch, every new bamboo leaf, was desperately bathing in the divine light...
The leaves and old branches of the towering ancient trees are blown away by a gust of mountain wind, and then they grow into new branches and new leaves.
Even the wooden roof, which had gone through a winter and was not fully repaired and was waiting to be repaired after spring, was also being repaired quickly at this moment.
Everything in front and behind the hut on the snow-capped mountains, and even in the mountains, became different at this moment.
On the top of the snow mountain, in front of the lonely tombstone, a guqin transformed by divine light appeared, and a ding-dong sound sounded.
But it was "Looking at the Spring Breeze" that Li Xiuyuan played for Gao Jianli that year.
All things are born in spring. At this moment, the heaven and earth are quietly bathed in the divine light that has never been seen in thousands of years.
Even if the old Taoist priest comes to this world in person, he cannot and will not make such amazing changes with a wave of his hand.
This is the God of Destiny, using the hands of young people to bring an unprecedented opportunity to this world, giving more people who are dedicated to the Tao a little more vitality.
In the Buddhist hall at the foot of the mountain, Lao Shang, who had once regained his vitality, had tears in his eyes and murmured quietly: "I heard this."
Then an almost inaudible Buddha's words rang out from heaven to earth: "This is what I heard."
Above the nine heavens, under the green pear tree.
A pot of spiritual tea has been brewed, and a golden light quietly shines on the two steaming cups of spiritual tea.
Lao Shang, who had been silent for a long time, looked at the old Taoist priest and sighed.
Everyone said with emotion: "You should have left this magical pill for that precious disciple back then, right? Just one pill can allow him to break through the confinement of that world."
The old Taoist priest took a sip of the spiritual tea and said with a wry smile: "The problem is that fate played a joke on our master and disciples. No one expected that he would trigger the starlight above the nine heavens in Xuanwu Continent."
With starlight entering his body, Li Xiuyuan's fate has exceeded the expectations of the old Taoist priest since the beginning of Xuanwu Continent.
He also broke away from the path of cultivation that the old Taoist priest designed for him.
Therefore, Li Xiuyuan could only practice as a mortal in the five realms, even in Da Qin, Da Zhou, Da Tang and even Tianyu City in the future.
This is a different and unique path of spiritual practice.
It was unprecedented and unprecedented, but it was extremely difficult.
Before he resolves the cause and effect of Mount Sumeru, he will continue to face the ups and downs of the world as a mortal.
Just like at this moment, he can change everything in the world in Chang'an City, but he can't change himself.
The old monk said with some complaints: "Are we too selfish to let him bear this huge cause and effect alone?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head and said disapprovingly: "That is not just your cause and effect, but also his cause and effect. From the time he started reading the volume of the Ksitigarbha Sutra in the Five Realms..."
The old monk sighed after hearing this and said with a wry smile: "The method that others can cultivate in one lifetime, he has to torture countless times. If he didn't have a strong heart, he would have collapsed long ago."
"His spiritual path, from the moment he started herding sheep, was unique. Even you and I can't replicate it."
The old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Don't forget, he is no longer obsessed with the swordsmanship that he struggled with in the past, but has begun to fight with that thin snowflake."
The old monk sighed: "Even you, the master, would never have thought that he would turn upside down and think about turning the power of the Buddhist body into a stream of water-like power between his fingers."
The old Taoist priest nodded and said with a smile: "If he hadn't taken steps, how could he have thought of this method and achieved what he wanted right now?"
"In this way, the hardships he endured before are worth it."
The old monk smiled: "I originally wanted to take Mingzhu to the Forgotten River to see him, but unexpectedly this guy actually clapped his hands and went back."
"There will be another chance in the future. The spiritual tea he grew on that snow mountain is probably unique in the world."
The old Taoist priest said something calmly, a reason that the old monk could not refuse.
The old monk laughed and replied, "That's true."
…
Tripitaka, who got up early, was sitting in the Buddhist hall chanting sutras, waiting to go to morning classes with the monks later.
Just a casual glance allowed him to see the scene outside the window.
Immediately after leaving the Buddhist hall, I quietly looked at the thousands of divine lights rising from the snow-capped mountains and the wooden house, and I was speechless.
The divine light is like rain, and it is also quietly changing Sanzang's physique, giving him a stronger body to travel thousands of miles and obtain scriptures thousands of miles away.
At this moment, he was the only one in the entire Buddhist temple who could see the miracle on the mountain.
Because the old monk in the Buddhist hall was chanting sutras with his eyebrows lowered, he did not lift the curtain covering the window and saw the divine light gradually disappearing in the sky.
Looking at the wooden house on the mountain shrouded in divine light, Sanzang couldn't help but smile.
The flower in my heart has also bloomed, and it’s time to go up the mountain to ask for a cup of spiritual tea, then hold a glass of wine and watch the flowers bloom on the mountain.
After waiting for a cold winter day, it was finally a joyful thing for Sanzang to go up to the mountains to visit friends.
Just like the moment when he first met Li Xiuyuan on the mountain, he just went into the wooden house to ask for a cup of tea, but he never expected that he would make an interesting friend.
Smelling the morning breeze, accompanied by the strong fragrance of flowers, I couldn't help but sigh: "Is it possible that because of your arrival, the flowers in this mountain are also blooming?"
Unexpectedly, the voice of the old monk who walked out of the Buddhist hall came from a distance: "The little donor on the mountain should be far away from the dust and defilement. He should be in all dharma and have a pure Dharma eye... That's good, that's good."
When Sanzang heard this, he couldn't help but reply: "I am very happy to see the monk again."
Looking at the approaching old monk, Sanzang sighed: "Master was a step too late. He didn't see the divine light in the sky or the miracle on the mountain."
The old monk laughed and replied: "Since Sanzang has seen it, as long as you explain it to me, it will be equivalent to the old monk also seeing that miracle."
Sanzang clasped his hands and replied, "Master, you have mercy."
