Zhao Tian couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he heard Zhao Hanfeng's excited voice. Is that his disciple?
The man and woman stood on the top of the peak, with extraordinary aura. The man looked to be in his thirties or forties, so he must have entered the first extreme state not long ago. The woman in green clothes next to her had a scorching appearance, but her aura was like a mist that could not be seen clearly, which shocked Zhao Tianling.
At this time, the sermon has begun, everyone is in order, and it is not convenient to use any means to get close to each other. Pei Xihe smiled and looked at each other, which meant that he understood the other person's thoughts. They would wait until the opening of the forum was completed before they could get together again.
Pei Xihe sat back on the futon, feeling relaxed. Now I finally get to see the master. Even though I had divination guidance before, I was still worried, but now I feel relieved.
Her golden eyes narrowed slightly, and she couldn't help but think. Zhao Tianling was sizing up the two of them earlier, why wasn't Pei Xihe sizing up the 'Master'?
When it comes to his master's talent, Zhao Tianling said that he is indeed better than his master and senior brother. According to Pei Xihe's perception, his aura is already at the peak of the third extreme. It is just like a full pot of boiling water. He just needs to accumulate some more. , the hot steam can open the top cover.
Unlike Pei Xihe, who had a great enlightenment after walking at the bottom of the abyss, Zhao Tianling's sense of the great road was gained bit by bit day and night, and he also experienced the sufferings of Cangliu, and once he has achieved it, To achieve Taoque, there will definitely be the potential to make progress while accumulating.
At that time, will they be considered as the two heavenly beings of their same lineage?
Killing Cangliu is definitely not a lie.
Thinking of this, Pei Xihe couldn't help but feel hot in his heart. Cangliu regarded Zhao Tianling as a fat sheep, and tried to extract his luck to create a proud son. However, all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, so why couldn't he kill Zhao Tianling and devour him in his belly?
Cangliu has accumulated thousands of years of destiny, but it is showing signs of decline. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and a broken ship has three nails.
There are only four people in the last Yiyuan Dao, and the blessings that everyone can share will be a huge opportunity, especially for Pei Xihe. She blinked her eyes and couldn't help but curl her lips into a smile, but her expression was a little unclear.
Zhao Qingtang sat aside, obviously a little excited about meeting his master again. At this moment, he was not interested in listening to the Dharma, and he frequently looked towards Zhao Hanfeng.
Zhao Hanfeng, on the other hand, was annoyed by the stares. Every time he realized something, he felt eyes like torches falling on him. He turned around and glared, and then stopped the annoying disciple from poking his head.
The sword is originally strong and fierce, but he cultivated the nine yins to blend with it. What he achieved was not evil, so it was not restrained by Buddhism. Zhao Hanfeng had listened to a total of thirteen openings earlier, and now he has some eyebrows. If he uses the nine yin poles to change, he will be able to achieve peace and prosperity, and then uses the peaceful Buddha Dharma as a medium to achieve the reversal of yin and yang, then the second pole state will be within easy reach.
Although he was thinking about his disciples, he also devoted himself to understanding the Taoism taught by the three old monks.
The same is true for Pei Xihe and Zhao Tianling. The two of them are at the highest level and are even more handy.
After waiting for more than two days, the woman in green waved her hand and pulled out eight snow-white pages from the underworld. She used her thoughts as a pen to record in writing all the subtleties she heard.
Pei Xihe nodded with satisfaction. These three old monks were in the realm of immortals, so naturally they could not give her much enlightenment. But I have rarely been exposed to Buddhism, so this time it involves a new field, and I will naturally benefit from it.
The kind-faced old monk Amitabha on the circular platform in the center said something to the Buddha, his smile became more and more kind, and then he said: "Dear donors, this is the end of the explanation of the "Prajna Tantra Clear Rhyme Great Compassion Sutra", and it is time for the poor monk to retire."
Everyone present, regardless of how much they benefited, stood up and said goodbye.
"Junior sister, let's go find Master and Grandmaster quickly."
Zhao Qingtang was originally picked up and raised by Zhao Hanfeng, and his master and apprentice were more like father and son. They had been separated for too long, and he was really impatient at this moment. Even Pei Xihe couldn't help but feel excited.
Pei Xihe folded the Buddhist scriptures and handed them to Zhao Qingtang. He rolled his eyes at him and said, "Let's take a closer look when we get back."
Only then did Zhao Qingtang realize that the Buddhist scriptures and techniques written by his junior sister were written by him. Previously, his mind was confused and he didn't understand much. He didn't hesitate, took the Buddhist scriptures, put them away, grinned and said, "Thank you, junior sister."
After saying that, the two of them used their magic power and jumped in the direction of Zhao Hanfeng. At this time, Zhao Tianling and Zhao Tianling were also flying over, and they happened to meet up in the sky.
They looked at each other, naturally smiling and cheerful.
But this time the monk who opened the altar was leaving towards the outside of the pagoda, either staying there for a long time, or the four of them walked out of the Lianyan Temple pagoda and walked in the courtyard.
"Master!"
"Master!"
Zhao Hanfeng's face looked pleased, and his eyes were a little red, but the spirit fetus of the wind dragon was one with his mind. At this moment, the old man and the young man had two faces with the same expression, which could not help but feel a little happy.
Zhao Qingtang was Zhao Qingtang after all. He burst into laughter in such a good atmosphere, stopped hastily, and asked: "Master, is this your incarnation? How do you look so young?"
In fact, even if the living being has not reached the fairyland, Mahayana monks can rely on magic power and mental power to create incarnations outside the body. For example, Zhao Hanfeng protected Pei Xihe in the past by hiding one of his own incarnations in the Grandmaster's Order.
Zhao Hanfeng raised his eyebrows, glared at him, and hummed: "Your master has his own fate, this is my spiritual body."
Pei Xihe's face was soft, and he raised his lips and praised: "The spirit and the spirit are united. This spiritual fetus is really a treasure that seizes creation."
Zhao Hanfeng looked at his little disciple and thought to himself that this is the one who knows what he is doing.
He grinned. The previous melancholy of meeting again after a long separation had long been washed away by Zhao Qingtang, and now only joy remained.
Zhao Hanfeng said: "This is your master. When I ascended into the heavenly domain, I almost encountered a disaster. Fortunately, our master and apprentice had developed a communication technique in Tianxu Divine State and came to rescue us. Only then we were safe and still alive. A blessing in disguise.”
Hearing this, Zhao Qingtang was inevitably nervous for his master, and he respectfully saluted Zhao Tianling to pay homage to his master.
The surroundings were all within the restrictions that Zhao Tianling had previously set, and no one else noticed anything amiss.
Pei Xihe had already expected this and was not surprised. It was in response to the original divination that he fell into crisis and turned around.
She looked at Zhao Tianling again. This man was actually a stranger to her before, and there was no relationship at all. Pei Xihe was by no means good by nature, and he was never pedantic. It was impossible for him to just casually identify himself as an ancestor and serve him wholeheartedly.
But Pei Xihe cupped his hands and half-bent, but he still bowed respectfully and said, "I've met the master."
Zhao Tianling's eyes were clear and he did not hold Qiao. He held up both of them with his hands and used his magic power to lift them up. He laughed loudly and said, "Okay, my good disciple."
Originally, their Yiyuan Dao lineage had few disciples, and the old witch Cang Wuguo had taken away the luck of the lineage. He had long been worried that the inheritance would be interrupted. Now that he saw that Pei Xihe and Zhao Qingtang were outstanding talents, he was naturally overjoyed.
And this is not a place to stay for a long time. The four of them were about to return to the wing to continue, but suddenly the situation suddenly changed.
The sky was originally bright and cloudless, but at this moment, a large piece of thick black mist suddenly appeared covering the dome.
The wind came and the rain followed, blood streaks filled the sky, and a strange and dazzling brilliance penetrated the black clouds and diffused the earth. The bright pearl at the top of the Nine Layers Lotus Temple was illuminated by the blood-colored light, and it turned dark and dim, and then cracked and shattered. !
That brilliance comes from the blood moon breaking through the clouds in the sky.
The monks nearby were all caught off guard. Even the immortal monks were stained by the rain of blood and turned into dust. For a moment, everyone was in danger and panic. They all responded with all their strength, not daring to spare any effort.
Just as Zhao Tianling and Zhao Hanfeng were about to take action, Pei Xihe raised his right hand, and the divine flame mark between his eyebrows lit up. In an instant, a scorching bright sun tore through the dark clouds and came out, competing with the blood moon.
The golden morning sun fell, turning into a large radiant barrier to isolate the bloody rain.
Si Ri's magical power·variation·nine days after sunrise.
At this moment, there is also a Heavenly Lord in the Lotus Temple who immediately takes action, vowing to crush these strange celestial phenomena and restore peace to this place.
Pei Xihe was probably the least surprised person. She had been in seclusion in the wing earlier, and under the warning of Hetu Luoshu, she performed divination and anticipated this turn of events.
"Blood moon."
This was not the first time that Pei Xihe had seen such strange changes. The first time was when he was riding in Daqian Taixue's fairy boat and went to Qianlong Feiyu Island. He encountered it in a space crack.
Her golden eyes were dim, her lips were pursed, and she thought to herself: "Chi Ming?"
Blood Moon——Chapter 694
