"Strange, why is this senior's beard on fire?"
Xiaotang saw that a strand of the old beggar's beard suddenly caught fire and turned into ashes, and the ugly face began to become hot, with sweat oozing out.
After a while, a sudden chill came over his body, and his dirty white hair was covered with frost, which looked incredible in the hot summer.
Xuanzang and Xiaotang couldn't help but stay away from the old beggar.
"There is also the Imperial Master, he seems to be a little hot too."
Xiaotang saw Li Daoxuan's body standing there, motionless, but his face turned green and red, and sweat began to appear on his forehead.
She held an embroidered handkerchief and wanted to wipe Li Daoxuan's sweat, but as soon as she touched Li Daoxuan's body, she was knocked away by a bolt of lightning.
Xuanzang hugged her from behind, and the two of them took more than ten steps back before they could stop.
"I heard that after the great monks in the Yangshen realm can't move their physical bodies, they are protected by magical powers and cannot be hurt by non-human beings. Now it seems to be true."
Xiaotang was held in Xuanzang's arms, her face slightly red, but she didn't resist.
"Then why are they sweating and frosting from time to time?"
Xuanzang let go of Xiaotang and turned to look at the sky. He looked at the sea of clouds that were as white as snow just now but were now bright red gold, with a trace of longing in his eyes.
"The Yang God fights, and the physical body will also feel it. At this moment, I am afraid that the eldest brother is fighting with that old senior."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the old beggar's hair and beard standing up like hedgehogs, as if struck by lightning.
"At the moment, it seems that the eldest brother has the upper hand."
…
Above the sea of clouds.
The old beggar was covered in smoke, and there were traces of lightning, fire, and ice everywhere. He looked particularly miserable. He waved his hand and panted: "No fight, no fight, you kid, you are simply a monster!"
He sat on the cloud and exposed his back to Li Daoxuan unreservedly.
Li Dao
However, he was not unscathed. His originally neatly combed hair became a bit messy, and he consumed a lot of mana.
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."
The old beggar shook his head and said: "I am old. The waves in the rivers and lakes push the waves in front. From now on, your world will be yours."
He was now at the middle stage of Yang Shen cultivation, but he couldn't defeat a boy who had just entered Yang Shen. Instead, he fell behind in the battle, which made him sigh and sigh.
"Boy, it turns out that what you practice is the True Immortal Dao "Huang Ting Ancient Sutra". No wonder you have such fighting power when you first entered the Yangshen."
Hearing this, Li Daoxuan's heart trembled. He didn't expect that the old beggar could even see this. This insight is really amazing. What is his identity?
"Come, sit down."
The old beggar patted the clouds beside him and motioned for Li Daoxuan to sit over.
Li Dao
It's like a fairy is born lonely.
Just like this old beggar, with his amazing morals and mysterious origins, he looks like he is enjoying the world and is at ease, but Li Daoxuan always feels that he is escaping from something.
"The old beggar's name was Lu Lu Sheng. In the late Spring and Autumn Period, my mother was humiliated by thieves and she became pregnant with me. Later, she took the opportunity to escape and gave birth to me on the road of exile, so she named me Lu Lu Sheng."
There was a look of vicissitudes of life in the old beggar's eyes. He didn't know when there was a jug of wine in his hand. The jug was empty, but when he raised it towards the sun, countless golden rays of sunlight gathered and turned into drops of strong wine. Soon Then he filled the jug.
The old beggar took a swig, and Yang Shen's injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Make the sun and moon into wine!
Li Daoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, not only because of the methods shown by the other party, but also because of his words.
Is he from the late Spring and Autumn Period?
If he wasn't lying, it would be a bit surprising. You must know that even the Queen in Tsing Yi was only from the late Qin and early Han Dynasties, and she only gained immortality by practicing the way of ghosts and immortals.
This old beggar is only in the middle stage of Yangshen. If he cannot survive the tribulation and become an immortal, he can only live to be two hundred years old at most. How could he have lived from the late Spring and Autumn Period to now?
By calculation, he must be over a thousand years old.
"Boy, do you want to try it?"
The old beggar handed the wine bottle to Li Daoxuan.
"Thank you, senior."
Li Dao
"Okay, I am a happy person. If people below the Yang God realm drink this wine, it will be as poisonous as arsenic. But if people above the Yang God realm drink it, it can increase their magic power and nourish their souls, which has many benefits. "
The old beggar took another big sip and continued: "My mother gave birth to me and took me into exile. In order to have milk to feed me, she gnawed tree bark and swallowed grass roots, and fought with wild dogs on the roadside for food. It was hard to survive.”
Li Daoxuan could imagine the dangerous environment he was in at that time. He was orphaned and widowed, and was born of lust and humiliation by thieves. Others might look down on them.
But the old beggar said it so lightly, and even had a trace of nostalgia.
"I take a long breath to cover my tears, and feel sorry for the hardships of the people's lives. The old beggar came from a humble background. I saw many people dying of hunger and freezing bones on the streets, so I have a good impression of Li Shimin and you. At least you will treat those careless people Keep it in mind."
"Since you became the Imperial Master of the Tang Dynasty, everything you have done has been seen by the beggar. To be honest, I don't want you to die."
Li Daoxuan stared into his eyes and said, "Thank you, senior, but I still want to take care of Master Sanle's affairs."
"Forget it, in that case, the old beggar will tell you everything."
The old beggar sighed softly and said: "Sanle is a compassionate person like you. He walked in the world and saw too many hardships in people's livelihood and the suffering of old age and illness. After a long time, Li Tang came, but there was a Mo Luo stirred things up in the dark and made the people miserable, so he made a great wish to get rid of Moro so that you and Li Shimin could create a prosperous age."
"However, Mara was once the demon king in the sixth heaven of the Desire Realm. He was transformed by the evil thoughts of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas and Arhats. He was invisible and formless. He walked in the Prajna Universe and the dream world. He had no entity. Even the Buddha could only suppress him. Abi hell.”
Li Daoxuan was moved when he heard this and said: "So if you want to get rid of Moro, you must first give him an entity? Could it be that Master Sanle..."
The old beggar nodded and said: "That fool, in order to make Moro's heart flutter, he actually decided to use his own body as bait. That is the body of the majestic Maitreya Buddha. It is a blessing from the sky, let alone Moro, the old beggar Everyone is excited!"
Li Daoxuan was moved.
In order to eliminate demons, Master Sanle was able to go so far as to give up his own future.
With the body of Maitreya Buddha, he only needs to practice well, and he will have great hope to achieve the status of Buddha in the future, and even replace the Tathagata and become the supreme being in Buddhism.
But he just gave up resolutely.
With this kind of courage, Li Daoxuan is ashamed of himself.
"Actually, Master Sanle's idea is not wrong, and using Maitreya Buddha's body as bait, even if Moro knew there was danger, he would probably take the risk. This is a conspiracy."
Li Daoxuan already understood Master Sanle's plan. He planned to lure Moro with his body first, and then send a message to others to kill him and Moro together.
Both jade and stone will be destroyed!
No wonder Master Sanle rushed to Chang'an to entrust Xuanzang to him and also gave him the giant sword. This was to entrust Xuanzang to him.
"What a conspiracy!"
The old beggar cursed: "Sanle is not beautiful in appearance, but he thinks beautifully. He underestimated Moro too much. He is a majestic devil who has lived for countless years. What he is best at is conspiracy. How can he not have a way to deal with it?" ?”
"Sanle dug a hole, and Moro jumped in and took over the body of Maitreya Buddha. The two souls were constantly fighting. At first, Sanle had the upper hand, but soon, Moro showed his true face."
"He actually cast a spell to reincarnate in the body of Maitreya Buddha. He imitated the ancient gods and made the Zhou family's maids step on their footprints and become pregnant."
Li Daoxuan blurted out: "The mystery in the womb!"
The old beggar nodded and said: "Yes, Moro's move can be said to be a blow to the bottom of the pot. Sanle is a creature born in the body of Maitreya Buddha. It has a great advantage in competing with Moro for the body. Once he is reincarnated, he will You will fall into the mystery of the womb and lose this advantage.”
"On the other hand, Moro seems to have some special method. He did not lose his memory after reincarnation, and he took over the physical body with absolute advantage!"
Li Daoxuan finally realized that no wonder the demon fetus gave people a feeling of Buddha, demon, demon and immortal, because he was indeed the reincarnation of Maitreya Buddha, but at the same time, his body was occupied by Moro.
No wonder Xuanzang dreamed that Master Sanle was eating his arm. This should mean that Master Sanle's consciousness was gradually being swallowed up by Mora.
"Now the demon fetus is growing rapidly. When the thirty-three days are up, it will come to the world. By then, Moro will completely control the body of Maitreya Buddha, the consciousness of Sanle will also be swallowed up by it, and the entire Luoyang will fall. It is a Buddhist kingdom on earth, or... a demonic kingdom!"
The old beggar said in a heavy voice: "Master Li, with Maitreya's body and Moro's soul, do you think you can be your enemy?"
This is a very heavy problem that we have to face.
Maitreya Buddha is one of the three Buddhas. His physical strength can probably rival the true immortals, and Mara is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is the demon king of the sixth heaven of the desire world and the enemy of Sakyamuni's enlightenment. These two The combination of the two is terrifying just thinking about it.
Moreover, with the help of Maitreya's body, Mara can also command Buddhism all over the world. Even the abbot Hui Chan of Baima Temple worships him as the Buddha, not to mention other monks.
By that time, a second kingdom may really appear in the Tang Dynasty, an earthly 'Buddhist Kingdom' established by Moro and gathered by countless Buddhist monks.
"What if we kill that woman now? Can we prevent Moro from being born?"
Li Daoxuan's voice was very solemn, containing awe-inspiring murderous intent.
Although killing the demon fetus is equivalent to killing Master Sanle, this is also Master Sanle's own request. Isn't he feeding the demon with his body just to kill Moro?
At the critical moment, Li Daoxuan will never show mercy.
The old beggar glanced at him and said, "If it were really that easy, I wouldn't need you to do anything. The old beggar would have killed him himself."
"Moro is so smart. He has anticipated this step. Even if you kill that woman, it will be useless. Instead, it will prompt him to be born early. To put it simply, this woman is just his temporary body. If you kill her, , but helped Moro escape from prison.”
"Kill that woman now, and Moro will immediately come to the world, and then fly away. Thirty-three days later, he will also be able to obtain the full power of Maitreya's physical body!"
Li Daoxuan was secretly glad that he had good intentions before and did not kill the woman immediately, otherwise the demon fetus would have been born now.
"It doesn't matter if you kill like this, or if you don't kill, what should you do?"
Li Daoxuan frowned, feeling that Moro had given him a very difficult problem.
Kill the woman, and Moro will be freed from the prison and be born into the world immediately. If you don't kill the woman, once the thirty-three days are up, Moro will be born naturally and become a climate, almost invincible.
The old beggar said: "That's why I asked you to return to Chang'an and stop interfering with Luoyang's affairs. With your talent and the formation of the Four Saints in Chang'an, if you fight for another few decades, you may be able to defeat Moro." hope."
This is also the reason why he tried every means to get Li Daoxuan to leave, because he wanted to preserve a seed of hope for the world.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and said: "Senior wanted me to return to Chang'an, but he returned to Luoyang, turned his spit into a toad, and entered the White Horse Temple to quietly pay attention to the situation of the devil fetus. It shows that you are not planning to abandon it."
The old beggar didn't hide anything, and said: "Yes, I do want to take care of it, but you have also seen that I am old and old. I can't even defeat you, so how can I be an enemy of Moro?"
"This time Lao Hua went back to Luoyang just to persuade you and Xuanzang to leave quickly. I can't help you with anything else."
Li Daoxuan stood up and bowed in salute.
"Thank you, old man, for informing me."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
"Wait a moment!"
The old beggar stopped him and said, "Boy, are you going back to Chang'an or not?"
Li Daoxuan turned his back to him, his voice was calm and strong.
"Return."
The old beggar breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that his talk was not in vain.
But the next moment——
"Back, but not now."
Li Daoxuan sighed softly, his black hair fluttering in the wind, and said: "Moluo, I must kill him, both for myself and for the sake of those who were killed by him."
He thought of the people who drowned in the flood in Longyou County, of his grandmother and the many Longhu Mountain disciples who died due to civil strife, and of the orphans who lost their parents after the flood in Chang'an...
The deaths of these people are all related to Moro.
He didn't want the same thing to happen in Luoyang.
"Li Daoxuan, if you don't think about the overall situation, you can't think about a region. Can't you think about the overall situation?"
the old beggar asked loudly.
"The big picture..."
Li Daoxuan looked down, his eyes seemed to have passed through the layers of clouds and landed in Luoyang City.
In this prosperous ancient city, children are playing on the streets, businessmen are making plans, women are lingering in front of the jewelry stalls, and old farmers are waving their hoes in the sun. Although they are tired, they are also looking forward to it. With the autumn harvest...
"Senior, they are the overall situation."
Whoosh!
Li Daoxuan's Yang God turned into golden light, fell from the nine heavens, penetrated the sea of clouds, and returned to his physical body.
The old beggar stared at it for a long time, with a trace of emotion and relief in his eyes.
"This kid is exactly the same as me back then..."
"Except that he's not as good-looking as me."
…
(End of chapter)
