Lingshan.
Ji Zhen came back with a long face and ignored the monks who were bowing respectfully.
I went straight to the Buddhist Treasure House and emptied most of the sleeves. Among them were many relics of monks after they had passed away.
Buddhism is marginalized by the Taoist sect and is not as wealthy as the Jietian Sect. However, the relics condensed by the exercises can be used as inherited spiritual objects.
The younger generations of monks are very talented, and their magic power can be greatly improved by accepting the relic inheritance!
"Amitabha"
Ji Zhen pronounced the Buddha's name with a sad look on her face, "This poor monk has no choice but to suffer for the sake of the prosperity of my Buddha, my ancestors."
After that, he returned to the cave and announced his retreat to death.
Ji Zhen opened her cassock, placed the green lotus on the ground, and said with a smile, "From now on, you will be a disciple of a poor monk. What name will you take..."
Qinglian wanted to refute, but her facial features were blocked, and her face turned purple with frustration.
The ancient great god was reincarnated. Before he could feel free and at ease, he was first trapped in the alchemy furnace and refined for hundreds of years, and then was forcibly converted by Buddhism. The hatred in his heart was really endless.
"Underneath the character Ji is Zhao, the true body is transformed into a green lotus, and together it should be Illumination!"
Ji Zhen looked at Qing Lian's unconvinced look and said with a smile, "This disciple looks like this. It is obvious that he doesn't know about my Buddha's magical power, so he is using it."
As he spoke, he took out a relic and pinched the magic formula with his hand, blooming with rich Buddha light.
The Buddha's light envelopes the green lotus, penetrating both inside and outside. Reflecting the soul, there is a faint sound of Zen singing.
Qinglian awakened the memory of her previous life, and she knew the Buddhist art of transformation. A disdainful sneer flashed in her eyes, and she allowed the Buddha's light to shine and the Buddhist scriptures to invade her.
When the light of Shariputra was exhausted, Ji Zhen saw that Qing Lian was still indifferent. Instead of being annoyed, she was filled with admiration.
"A single god-transformation relic is enough to transform an ordinary Nascent Soul. I am indeed an innate heel. Don't worry, I still have a lot of relics here."
Several more relics flew out of the cuffs, along with elixirs and spiritual objects, arranged in formations according to mysterious laws.
With the blessing of spiritual objects, the power of Buddha's light suddenly increased.
Qinglian closed her eyes tightly, letting the light of the Buddha and the sound of the Buddha, with its realm and feet, even if the Arhat's relics were transformed, it could only slightly disturb her mind.
Instead, taking advantage of the Buddha's aura to integrate into his body, he continued to run his skills and increase his magic power.
Ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
Originally, the Nascent Soul's perfect state was enough to break through the divine transformation, but Qinglian directly triggered the thunder tribulation, and as a result, all the thunder was blocked from the Lingshan Mountain.
The inner demon tribulation was easily overcome, divine light fell from the sky, and the Nascent Soul transformed into the Yuanshen.
"My disciple is so qualified, he became a god so easily."
Ji Zhen looked at Qing Lian, whose expression had softened slightly. She believed that she had made a contribution to the transformation technique, and said with a smile, "If I help you, Master, you may be able to directly attain Arhat status."
As he spoke, dozens of relics were scattered, elixirs and spiritual objects were piled into a hill, and the green lotus was buried in it.
"Quin"
A Buddha's chant resounded throughout the cave, Ji Zhen manifested a six-foot golden body, and immeasurable Buddha light fell.
The relics and spiritual objects instantly turned into pure Buddha light and spiritual energy, which were continuously condensed and almost condensed into substance. They were squeezed by the divine power and could not be released, so they could only surge into Qinglian's body.
Such a rough refining method is far less sophisticated than Bai Suixin's. Fortunately, Qinglian has already broken through to become a god and can still withstand it.
Countless Buddha lights shine, and hundreds of monks chant sutras in their ears.
Qinglian's originally gentle expression seemed to be infected by the Buddha's light and scriptures, giving rise to a faint trace of piety.
"Amitabha"
Ji Zhen's face blossomed with a smile, and when she forcibly accepted Qing Lian as her disciple, she heard a message from Sun Chang Sheng, saying that this was a man who had experienced calamity, was destined to become an immortal, and was destined to cause trouble in heaven.
True God is in the realm of returning to the virtual world, and can already sense God's will secretly.
After a little calculation, Ji Zhen knew that Sun Changsheng was not lying. Naturally, she felt extremely regretful at first, but now she has some different thoughts.
God's will is clear, Ji Zhen dare not disobey, lest the gods, demons and saints join forces to beat him to death!
However, as long as they do not violate God's will and turn Qingliandu into a Buddhist disciple, they will not hinder the troubles in heaven in the future.
The best of everything
"Amitabha"
When Ji Zhen thought about this, the original frustration disappeared instantly, and his subjective initiative was greatly strengthened. In order to ensure that he could undergo transformation, he went to the treasure house to get a batch of relics.
"For the sake of the prosperity of my Buddha, my ancestors and ancestors have to endure another hardship." Spring goes and autumn comes, and time goes by.
A hundred years passed in a blink of an eye, and Ji Zhen tortured her ancestors several times in a row and consumed all the relics in the Lingshan treasure house.
Qinglian, who was originally unruly, turned into a pious face. Even if she let go of her restraints, she still sat cross-legged, with dazzling Buddha light blooming all over her body.
Ji Zhen’s face was compassionate, “Disciple, how are you?”
"Amitabha"
Qinglian proclaimed the Buddha's name, "Buddha's Dharma is immeasurable. It's the disciples who have taken the form. From now on, there will be no more Qinglian. Only monks are left to illuminate the world."
"Good, good, good."
Ji Zhen nodded slightly. After consuming so many ancestors, even the human immortals have transformed, not to mention the mere cultivators who have innate heels and feet are just qualifications.
"Disciple, all appearances are false, and all promising dharma is like a dream, how can I explain it?"
Qinglian pondered for a moment and replied, "The Buddha is the Buddha, the Tao is the Buddha, and all dharma and things in the world are transformed by the Buddha's dharma."
"Very good"
Ji Zhen smiled more and more kindly and asked several Buddhist scriptures and Zen quotes in succession to test whether Qing Lian really converted to Buddhism.
Qinglian explains it one by one, with both Buddhist sages’ comments and Dong people’s insights.
"With such talent in Buddhism, he deserves to be my disciple."
Ji Zhen now has no regrets. Even if the treasure house of Lingshan is exhausted, as long as there is an Arhat to take charge, Buddhism will have the opportunity to rule the heaven in the future.
At that time, the light of Buddha in Dongsheng Shenzhou was shining everywhere, and I felt great freedom!
"But there is also a problem. Sun Changsheng and Huang Niu have a long lifespan, and the ancient witch clan Yang Xuan has a long lifespan that is not comparable to that of the human race..."
Ji Zhen frowned slightly: "In this case, even if the apostle ascends to the upper realm, there is no way for me, the Buddha, to take charge of the heaven. How to solve this matter?"
While thinking.
The message aura flew into the cave, and Ji Zhen waved it over.
--Come to the Heavenly Court quickly. The Boutian Sect's request to the Heavenly Emperor to abdicate has failed. Let's discuss whether the position of the Heavenly Emperor should be changed every thousand years.
"Amitabha"
Ji Zhen excitedly proclaimed the name of Buddha, and the confusion in her heart was immediately solved. As long as the position of Emperor of Heaven rotates for thousands of years, the disciple will definitely have a chance to ascend the throne.
"Disciple, you are practicing here, and you can come as soon as you go as a teacher."
After saying that, he turned into a escaping light and called all the true gods of Lingshan to go to heaven together to support the Butian Sect.
There was the Butian Sect taking the lead in the front, and Buddhism would benefit from waving the flag and shouting. Ji Zhen was afraid that she would be late, so the Emperor of Heaven directly vetoed the proposal.
Cave.
Green Lotus sits cross-legged, chanting sutras constantly, emitting dazzling Buddha light.
After a long time.
After confirming that Ji Zhen had left Lingshan, Qing Lian's originally pious look instantly turned cold, and she said in a hateful voice. "Damn Heaven, when Pindao comes back, he will overthrow you."
As he spoke, the void opened, and the next moment he appeared outside Lingshan.
Qinglian sensed the surging Buddha's light in her body and the pure Buddhist magic power. She pondered for a moment and flew directly to Fushan, unable to wait to change her foundation.
If you encounter someone who robs your way again, it's hard to say you can escape again!
Lakes and mountains.
Hundreds of years have passed, and the innate spiritual creature has become a legend.
There used to be monks all over the mountains and fields, but now only the miners are left, digging for spiritual jade and divine blood stone.
The green lotus fell on the top of the mountain, and the majestic magic power enveloped the entire Chushan Mountain. He pressed the magic formula with his hands to sense the origin of the immortal blood, and then his body turned into a spiritual light and merged into the center of the mountain.
The origin of the immortal blood is like a swallow returning to its nest, constantly gathering towards Qinglian, and slowly congealing into a crimson blood cocoon as tall as a person.
The blood cocoon fell in the mountain, and the surrounding void was distorted. It was difficult to detect it even if the monks' spiritual consciousness swept through it. Even if someone dug through the mountain and bumped into the blood cocoon, they would ignore it.
Both here and there.
But he said that Jizhen went to Heaven and voted with a show of hands to support Butian Sect.
Looking at more than 80% of the true gods, the Emperor had no choice but to agree to the thousand-year rotation.
Since he appointed Zhao Yao as the crown prince, the True God has completely understood the situation and has turned to the Butian Sect even faster, so much so that he almost deposed the Emperor of Heaven with a single response.
The only right the Emperor of Heaven has gained is that from now on the Heavenly Rules will take effect and his term of office will begin to be counted.
Thousands of years later, the throne was passed to Zhao Yao.
Jizhen left the Lingxiao Palace and drove the escape light back to Lingshan. When she entered the cave, she found that Qinglian had disappeared. The smile on her face suddenly froze, and she was looking at the words "Old Bald Donkey" on the wall.
"Amitabha! Poor monk...it's better to go back to heaven to practice cultivation, lest this fellow go directly to the Lingshan Mountain!"
As far as Ji Zhen knew, Bai Suixin had been hiding in Heaven in recent years, flattering the Emperor of Heaven while waiting for Qinglian to come to Heaven.
…
Emperor Tian Calendar 4000 years.
Since the establishment of the "Emperor of Heaven changes once in a thousand years" rule of law, Dongsheng Shenzhou has ushered in peace.
The world of cultivating immortals is prosperous, and the world is going well.
It seems that it has returned to the time when Heaven was established, but in fact anyone with knowledge knows that this is just the calm before the storm.
The thousand-year period has arrived, and something must have happened.
However, this has nothing to do with ordinary monks. Farming is farming, mining is mining, the struggles of the big shots in heaven, and the low-level cows and horses just need to wait for the results.
As long as it doesn't affect you, let them destroy you!
This day. Lakes and mountains.
It was midsummer and the sun was scorching.
Li Wei, a miner in the world of immortality, sat cross-legged, refining spiritual energy to restore mana and listening to the boasts of the old miners.
"You newcomers don't know that we have a spiritual object called the Divine Blood Stone. One pound is worth ten thousand pounds of spiritual jade. If you're lucky, you can dig up a piece and exchange it for a spiritual elixir. It will be enough for you to practice until the foundation is completed."
The miner next to him questioned, "How come no one has ever dug it out? I'm afraid I didn't deliberately deceive people into mining."
"I don't know about that, but it must have existed before."
The old miner looked puzzled and didn't know how to prove it. His ancestors mined in the hill, and it was by digging the sacred blood stone that he obtained the golden elixir.
It's a pity that hundreds of years have passed and the ancestor of Jindan passed away, and his unscrupulous descendants came back to mine again.
"It must be a lie. Pindao was mining in Qiwu Mountain before. In order to retain the miners, he boasted that he had the inheritance of ancient gods. After decades of mining, he only had spiritual copper and spiritual iron."
Others agreed that due to the establishment of Heavenly Court, the number of casual cultivators at the bottom dropped sharply, so that there were fewer and fewer people farming and mining.
There was a shortage of people in the mines everywhere, so all kinds of methods were used to recruit people.
Bragging about divine blood stones and ancient inheritance is just a small trick. Some mines say that you can dig enough spiritual ores to get extra spiritual stones, but in the end you are exhausted and can't dig enough.
As for Tuhe Bo, the mountain god who controls the mineral veins, using his heavenly background to bully miners and spiritual farmers, that is nothing new -
The old miner's face turned red after hearing this. He couldn't argue for a few words. He looked at Li Wei who was meditating and said, "Fellow Daoist Li, you also think that the old man is bragging."
"The sacred blood stone mentioned by fellow Taoist has also been seen in the classics by Pindao. Maybe it was dug up hundreds of years ago."
A strange color flashed in Li Wei's eyes, and he mumbled a few casual words. After recovering his magic power, he drove the escape light and walked along the mine to the center of the mountain.
Chushan Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and is considered a large mountain range in the eyes of ordinary people. However, after thousands of years of mining, the mines extend in all directions like a honeycomb.
In the middle of the mountain range.
Levi stopped escaping, his eyes flashed with a strange light, and he looked at the blood cocoon floating in the air. "What the hell is this thing?"
Ten years ago, Li Wei came to Hushan to dig for spiritual jade under the introduction of an old miner.
Li Wei, who came here to mine five years ago and was born with double eyes, accidentally discovered a blood cocoon floating in the void, and could faintly sense an endless power.
Levi tried various methods to test, but was unable to touch the blood cocoon. He even took other miners past and carefully tested it and found that they couldn't see it at all.
"There is no magic aura, it should be a treasure or inheritance, but it is not like the right way."
Li Wei turned his double pupils to the extreme, and could vaguely see the shadow of the lotus flower
, somewhat similar to the Buddhist lotus platform, which continuously refines the blood cocoon as it rotates.
"This may be my chance to turn around. So what about the magic treasure? As long as I don't do evil, Tian Tiao can't control it!
7
Li Wei was born in a rural area and could not even read the Chinese characters when he was a child, let alone go to a Taoist temple to study Taoism.
While hunting in the mountains, he luckily fell into the cave of a sitting monk and received the inheritance of immortality. After cultivating his magic power, he activated his double pupils.
Double pupils can see hidden auras, such as spiritual objects buried underground and elixirs hidden in the mountains. However, these two items are either rare in quantity or illegal to collect.
After constant attempts, Levi became a miner and could easily dig out hidden spiritual mines by relying on heavy-eyed detection.
After more than 20 years of hard work, he became a real person from a mountain village. He became famous in the city near Gou Mountain. When he returned to his family, he was revered as an ancestor.
"Golden elixir is a big threshold. If you don't have the opportunity, you will have a narrow escape."
Li Wei has seen several golden elixir thunder tribulations from afar. It is so powerful that he cannot survive it. He must switch to higher-level exercises and refine more powerful magic weapons.
Looking up at the blood cocoon, Li Wei had been observing it for five years and found that the blood color was getting lighter and thinner. It was obvious that the time of birth was not far away.
"I just waited quietly in Chushan for the treasure to be born, and I came out on top... If the movement was really too big and attracted the attention of the mountain god, I couldn't force it too much. No matter what, my life was the first priority."
While Li Wei was thinking about it, he suddenly saw tiny gaps opening in the blood cocoon, cracking like a spider web.
Buzz
The divine light overflowed from the gap, and Li Wei had no time to dodge, and even screamed before he was out of his wits.
Like sweeping away an ant, the divine light penetrated the rocks and rushed into the sky without any pause. Looking from afar, thousands of divine lights erupted from the mountains, and all the creatures they swept were turned into ashes.
The surviving miners took advantage of the escaping light and hurriedly fled from the mountains, not even daring to look back. This terrifying power was like the emergence of a demon, and those who came close would die.
The God of the Young Mountain raised the formation restriction, but before he had time to explore the source of the divine light, he discovered a strange phenomenon manifesting in the sky. The sky is full of stars, the sun and moon are in the same sky
"This is... a catastrophe between human beings, immortals and heavenly beings."
The mountain god spoke in shock. Two thousand years ago, Qingyun Temple Demon Holy Thunder Tribulation was spread in Dongsheng Divine Continent, and no one knew about it.
