The sky above the clouds is the supreme Buddha Dharma.
Even though they are both members of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they don’t know much about this legendary place of excellence in Buddhism. This was Chu Liang’s first visit to Yunque Temple. Looking at it from a distance, I was shocked by the sight.
But I saw a vast sea of thick clouds, supporting the pavilions and palaces above, shining with golden light and solemn treasures. A large word "Buddha" is printed on the front wall, which makes people admire it unconsciously.
Although I have heard of the mysteries of Yunque Temple before, only when I see it in person can I know how truly shocking it is. Chu Liang looked at the floating sea of clouds and said in surprise: "Is this really not the effect of the magical formation?"
If you want to carry such a large temple into the sky, even the array effect is quite powerful. If it were a completely natural scene, it would be amazing.
"Of course not." Pushan smiled and said: "This place was accidentally discovered by the previous generation of ancestors. If the magical formation can achieve such an effect, wouldn't the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect have already arranged it? To maintain such an formation for thousands of years, How much spiritual power will it consume?”
Listening to what he said, Chu Liang also believed it.
If you can use formations to hold up mountains and buildings for a moment, that's nothing. Many things can be done. But to remain so stable in the sky and never fall down even after countless years, only the mighty power of heaven and earth can do it.
"What's in that sea of clouds?" Chu Liang looked at the depths of the vast sea of clouds, thinking that there must be an extremely powerful spiritual source in it.
"I don't know." Pu Shan said: "Many senior monks want to go deep into it to find out. However, even the great virtuous patriarch with the highest level of cultivation in the history of our temple can only stop outside the core of the sea of clouds, separated by the chaotic clouds. A glimpse. According to him, what he saw in that glance seemed to be... a human shape."
"Human form?" Chu Liang was fascinated, "In the deepest part of this sea of clouds?"
"Yes." Pushan nodded, "But this sea of clouds has existed for thousands or tens of thousands of years, and the people in it cannot still be alive. Therefore, the founder speculated that this sea of clouds might have been left by a ninth-level saint for him. The burial place of immortals. And this saint seems to be related to my Buddhism, because the strong spirituality here contains the power of Buddha's light."
"But Buddhism was only introduced to Kyushu..." Chu Liang blinked, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Could it be before that..."
Pushan smiled and said that he guessed correctly. Chu Liang is a smart man, and he knows everything naturally.
"The guesses of the previous ancestors are similar to what you think. They feel that although Buddhism today was spread from outside the Far West, earlier... it was probably spread from the land of Kyushu! In addition to this In the sea of Buddha's light and clouds, several secret realms containing Buddhist relics have been excavated over the past thousand years, all at least tens of thousands of years ago, further confirming this conjecture."
"If that's the case, it means that a Buddhist saint was born a long time ago. Before his death, he chose to bury himself in this sea of clouds and float in the sky forever. But for some unknown reason, the Buddhist heritage was completely cut off in the land of Kyushu. It was almost wiped clean..." Chu Liang felt more and more strange the more he thought about it.
It seems to be similar to some of the history that I heard before. Another powerful ninth level sacred fell, and its existence was completely wiped out. Why did these people who stood at the top of heaven and earth end up here?
Who is actually doing these things?
…
The wind roared during the conversation, and in a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the mountain gate of Yunque Temple. Chu Liang and others collected the flying boat and walked into the temple on foot.
In front of the main gate, a thin old monk wearing a wide cassock was waiting. His white eyebrows fluttered in the wind. When he saw the Shushan Sect and the Tiangang Sect, he immediately came forward to greet him.
This old monk is the first sacred master of the Zen Hall in the temple, and is also a generation of eminent monks.
Originally, the number one person in Yunque Temple should be the universally benevolent Master Shenyou Zen Master, but the work of entertaining guests cannot be done by a person who practices closed-mouth meditation. Therefore, many important matters were handled by Master Shenjie, and Zen Master Shenyou could practice with peace of mind.
Several elders walked in front, while Pu Shan took Chu Liang and the others to visit slowly behind.
Chu Liang asked: "Did you practice Zen Master Shenyou's closed-mouth meditation for a long time?"
"Keep your mouth shut and listen. This is why Master is pursuing the Great Way. If the Great Way is not available, it will be difficult to open your mouth." Pu Shan replied.
"Then will you have this kind of time again in the future?" Chu Liang asked with a smile.
"Haha." Pushan also smiled, looked back at the gate, and suddenly said: "Actually, I never like to walk through the mountain gate. Do you know why?"
"Why?" Chu Liang asked cautiously, and at the same time he was ready to accept the bombing.
"I have never seen my parents since I was a child. I only have one grandfather." Pu Shan slowly narrated: "When I was young, my master traveled far and wide. When he saw that I had Buddha nature, he took me to heaven to practice. After I went to the mountain for three years, I didn't have any I saw my grandpa again. Because Yunque Temple is so far away, it is very difficult for him to see me. All I want is that when I am successful in my cultivation, I can leave the temple at will and go home to see him."
"But one day, grandpa suddenly came to see me. When my fellow disciple came to inform me, I was so surprised that I hurried over to the mountain gate to see him. Grandpa just stood there, talking to me with a smile. But I was repairing at the time He kept silent and couldn't say a word. Although I really want to ask him how he is doing, how is his health, and is he still so tired..."
"But for the sake of practice, I didn't say a word, and I didn't call him personally. He also knew about my practice, so he didn't ask me any more questions. He just gave me a lot of advice."
"Later, not long after he left, news came again that grandpa had died. Only then did I know that he had been seriously ill for a long time. He knew that he would not die soon, so he prayed for several days in the temple at the foot of the mountain. In exchange for A monk took him to fly up to Yunque Temple. He was a mortal and endured the harsh winds just to see me before leaving... But I couldn't even call him or answer him. One word."
"Later, when my period of silence ended and I could finally speak out, I ran to his grave and cried loudly, but he couldn't hear me." Pushan smiled bitterly, "So from then on, I decided not to see him again. Important people must say more. In fact, I also know that you think I am noisy, but... but who knows when I will no longer be heard? Who knows when... I will not be able to speak anymore? "
"..."
Everyone fell silent when he told this story.
turn out to be……
Pu Shan still has such an experience, so it is understandable that he is a bit talkative. We are all friends, and it was really inappropriate to treat him like that before.
Thinking that he had been treating him specially until just now, Chu Liang wanted to slap himself as he walked. At this moment, everyone was thinking about the same thing as him.
It’s guilt, it’s self-blame.
After a pause, Chu Liang handed Pu Shan a token.
"What is this?" Pushan asked.
"The Circle of Immortal Friends..." Chu Liang said: "A place where someone will always listen to you."
"Ah? Does everyone have one?" Pushan asked.
"It will happen gradually." Chu Liang nodded.
"That's great." Pushan took the token and immediately felt like he had found a treasure. He turned around and walked to explore.
Looking at his cheerful back, Chu Liang gritted his teeth again. He was just a little enthusiastic, what was wrong with him?
I deserve to die.
…
When everyone came to the square where the Buddha's light was shining, they saw that a group of immortals had arrived in advance, including many from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
The situation at this moment is not very harmonious.
The leader of the Tianwang Sect is a middle-aged strong man, dressed in white clothes with gold trim, with bulging muscles, a broad face and a short head.
Although Chu Liang had never met him, Lin Bei knew him and said that this person was a knight from the Tianwang Sect, named Zhang Kui. It's just that he sat there as if he didn't care, and pushed Feng Chaoyang out in front of him.
It seems that the Tianwang Sect is now fully committed to cultivating Feng Chaoyang.
At this moment, he was confronting the person in front of him, who had a fierce look on his face. He was none other than Wei Tiangao from Thunder Castle.
The initial conflict between the two sects was caused by the two of them, and in the end both suffered casualties. Now that they meet again on such an occasion, they are naturally extremely jealous.
However, Wei Tiangao was obviously wary and suppressed his anger, but did not avoid his gaze.
Feng Chaoyang wanted to be more assertive, with a domineering attitude, and said suddenly: "What happened to Du Wuhen is just retribution in my opinion. If you say it was me, you have to provide evidence."
"Ha." Wei Tian sneered, "You know whether you do it or not."
It turns out that the last time the Tianwang Sect intercepted and killed Du Wuhen, it has now spread in the world. Du Wuhen hadn't appeared for many days, so he was definitely killed.
Wei Tiangao's hatred also came from this.
"You two!" Several young monks from Yunque Temple on the side were admonishing in a low voice, "Wanwang, please be careful."
"Hmph." Feng Chaoyang turned back and said: "I will give face to the eminent monks of Yunque Temple, so I will not lecture you here. But I want to advise you, anyone who dares to offend my Heavenly King Sect will not end well."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a voice coming from the other side.
"Not necessarily."
Turning his head to look, he saw a tall young man in brocade clothes and jade belt, walking slowly with a folding fan in his hand.
"Yang Yuhu?" Chu Liang looked at this familiar face and naturally recognized it at a glance.
The leader of the team from Penglai Shangzong was Taoist Xuanlu, but at this moment Yang Yuhu was standing at the front of the team, looking at Feng Chaoyang with a smile on his face.
"Master is here to support you again?" Feng Chaoyang sneered at Wei Tiangao without mercy.
Wei Tian was filled with anger, but did not fight back.
Everyone in the world of cultivating immortals can see clearly that without Penglai Shangzong's death protection, I am afraid that the last time it would have been a disaster for Thunder Castle. Being attacked on this point, he really had nothing to say.
"I, Penglai, only support justice." Yang Yuhu said with a smile: "Only the domineering people will regard us as enemies."
"Aren't you ashamed to say this?" Feng Chaoyang sneered.
Even if others are afraid of Penglai, the Heavenly King Sect is definitely not afraid. They even get excited when they see Penglai.
"I don't know who should be ashamed. Last time, we had already agreed not to pursue Du Wuhen, but he still secretly intercepted and retaliated afterward." Yang Yuhu shook his head, "Fortunately, my uncle Xuanlu had foreseen it and gave it to Du Wuhen. A life-saving magic weapon."
"Huh?" Feng Chaoyang's face darkened, "He's not dead?"
He had already made bold words just now. If Du Wuhen really didn't kill him, he would inevitably bring disgrace to the Heavenly King Sect.
"Du Wuhen was seriously injured. He was rescued by Uncle Xuanlu and entered my Penglai sect. From now on, he will be my equal sect." Yang Yuhu looked at him and raised his head and said, "Don't blame anyone who dares to touch him again. Penglai Shangzong fell out!"
(End of chapter)
