Yuanshi was the third of the six saints to leave the prehistoric world. He stepped into the wall of the extreme south with a smile. Nuwa stood in front of the Wa Palace and nodded to him.

Yuanshi said: "Friend Nuwa, long time no see."

Nuwa smiled and said, "When we see each other, we won't see each other for a long time."

Yuan Shi nodded and looked at the wall at the edge of the plane, looking at a human power beneath him. It was very quiet here.

Ten towering weeping willows, no wind, no sun and moon, no stars, no beautiful mountains and rivers. There is only silence like this. It has been too long, and it has lasted forever.

Yuanshi waved his hand, Qingyun floated by, and the golden light was bright, filling the entire world. The light was dim, and a majestic palace appeared above the sky, with the inscription "Yuqing Palace" written on it. Yuanshi stepped into it and sat quietly in it.

The powerful human immortals below calmed down after being shocked. Only Fuxi stood up and stepped into the Wa Palace.

Fuxi entered the palace of Wa and never appeared again. This was because he was returned to the ancient world by Nuwa.

On Shouyang Mountain, I raised my head and looked to the west. Yuanshi could walk easily, but he couldn't just leave. He is the great master of Xuanmen, and he bears the responsibility of the entire Xuanmen.

The two sages of the West never left the ancient world, but were led to stand on the twelve-grade golden lotus.

The golden lotus is a twelfth-grade lotus, rather than a incomplete lotus platform that lost its third grade and fell to the ninth grade.

He stood up and walked away in sackcloth, with a compassionate face on his face. The sage walked eastward, walking in the pure land of the west. The west wind stirred up yellow sand, and his clothes carried the wind. The sage was like an ordinary person. He walked eastward, and the heaven and earth were the same. He was accompanied by the wind and sand of the desert.

Saint travels eastward.

I raised my eyes and looked at Jieyin for a moment, then ignored him.

Then he headed east, crossed the pure land of the west, crossed the vast ocean, and set foot on the fairy land of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

The guide did not stop, he went all the way east, crossed the Shenzhou, and stopped in front of a fairy mountain.

In Jiuxian Mountain, the fairy spirit is lingering, the flowers and plants are flourishing, the sky and clouds are calm, the creatures are peaceful, and all things are alive.

Qingluo felt it the moment he climbed up to the Nine Immortals Mountain.

Qingluo is unmoved, he can't control it, and he won't care about it anymore. The wisdom of the sage is infinite, but he can't guess the wisdom of the sage.

Then we walked into Jiuxian Mountain, where a leafless and flowerless peach tree stood.

When Jie Yin walked under the tree, he looked up at the tree and saw that the pain on his face was even worse.

Sit down, cross your legs, put your hands together, close your eyes, and recite the mantra.

"Great Compassion Mantra"

"Namo, Heladana, Duo Laye, Namo, Ajuye, Polu Jiedi, Shuo Bolaye, Bodhisattva Tumpoye, Mahasattva Tumpoye..."

Every word is filled with sadness, every sentence is full of sadness. I feel compassion for all the people, but I feel compassion for only one person.

The peach tree became even more sad after hearing this, and the sadness made the peach tree even more sad. The peach tree's sadness infected the whole mountain, and everyone was sad.

Birds are sad, trees are sad, grass is sad, everything is sad.

A cicada fell upon hearing the sadness and landed on the peach tree.

After reciting the mantra, Jieyin turned his back to the peach tree and asked: "Is there any limit to the sea of ​​suffering?"

The peach branches sway.

Jie Yin said: "The sea of ​​suffering has no limit, but when you turn around, you will reach the shore."

If you turn back, I will be here to guide you and lead you out of the sea of ​​suffering."

After the Taoist finished speaking, he closed his eyes and said no more words.

Jiuxian Mountain is peaceful and peaceful. Under the peach tree with no leaves, flowers or fruits, a Taoist in linen clothes sits cross-legged with his head bowed. The Taoist closes his eyes and falls asleep, and no living beings in the outside world have anything to do with him.

In the dream, the peach tree turned into a human being, Guang Chengzi.

In the dream, Jiuxian Mountain turned into a sea, and he was in the middle of the sea.

In the dream, the Taoist turned into a boatman, and he was extraditing passers-by.

The sea is boundless and is a black sea. The boatman is no different, he is an ordinary boatman. Guangchengzi is different, he is just an ordinary person, but he steps on the sea.

The extraditers drove the boat to the sea. The waves were rolling, the waves were huge, the wind was strong and the waves were churning up the sea. The waves in the sea were hundreds of feet high. The small boat, even the lonely boat, could capsize at any time.

Guangchengzi didn't know. He didn't dare to move or leave. He was afraid that if he left, he would fall into the sea.

He wanted to wait for the small boat to ferry him, but the boat was too small in the sea and was blocked by wind and waves, so he couldn't get close.

He hesitated for a while, then a strong wind blew in the sky, creating a thick fog, and a huge fire came from the sky, which hindered the approach of the boat. The farther the boat went, the farther it went, and the smaller it became, from a lonely boat to a little

.

Guangchengzi panicked. He hurriedly stepped forward. With one step, he fell into the sea.

The water was so cold that it hurt even more when it touched his body, and his heart twitched. He struggled desperately and swam toward the small boat ahead.

But he swam, but the strong wind blew him back three times, the miasma blinded him again, he swam in the wrong direction three times, and the huge fire pushed him back three times. On the tenth time, he finally passed through the strong wind and walked out.

Miasma swam out of the sea of ​​fire and saw Ye Xiaozhou again. He climbed up in joy and escaped from the sea of ​​suffering.

Guangchengzi didn't know why, he laughed wildly and cried with sorrow. He took a small boat and returned to the shore, escaping from the sea of ​​suffering.

On Jiuxian Mountain, the dead trees bloomed in spring, the peach trees regenerated new leaves, the peach blossoms bloomed again, the breeze came, and the fragrance of flowers overflowed. Guang Chengzi woke up, but he became a cicada, the cicada that fell from the peach tree.

The fragrance of peach blossoms filled the tree. The Taoist opened his eyes, spread out his palms, and a small cicada fell into his palms. He smiled and said: "You have not yet completed your calamity, and you still need to endure one more life of hard work before you can achieve the true fruition."

Just go with me!"

The Taoist stood up and walked. Leaving behind the fragrance of the peach trees, he returned to the pure land in the west, hoping to come back again.

The Taoist priest left, and another Taoist priest came.

Qingluo stood where the Taoist priest stood, looking up at the fragrant peach blossoms on the trees. There was something special in his eyes. After looking at them for a while, he smiled at the peach blossoms in full bloom.

He said: "That's great."

The first Taoist came here to take away a cicada, and the second Taoist came here to leave a fate.

Qingluo waved his hand, and a little spiritual light entered the tree. The tree became magical and the flowers bloomed more abundantly. He was using the tree, giving it some fate, and repaying the cause and effect.

Yuanshi Tianzun of the plane wall, although he was reluctant to give up, he smiled with relief.

Yuan Shi looked at Qing Luo on Jiuxian Mountain again, his eyes without a trace of emotion, neither cold nor angry nor happy nor hateful.

...

Emperor Fuxi, tens of thousands of years later, once again set foot on the ancient land. He returned to the Fire Cloud Cave, which had been silent for many years, and then entered Beiju Luzhou where miasma and poison filled the sky. Then he went to Shouyang Mountain, and then to the Heavenly Court.

Afterwards, he descended to the human world. He appeared in the human world as a saint and became the emperor of the human race, shining brightly in the human world.

The great powers from all over the world were shocked. The identity of the emperor was very eye-catching. No one knew what actions the human race great power, Emperor Fuxi, who had lived in seclusion or disappeared for many years, suddenly returned to, and what actions he would take.

Fu Xi appeared in the world of saints for ten years, and Patriarch Minghe waited for Fu Xi for ten years. It was not that he did not dare, but he was worried that something would happen. His move was related to the road. If he could take back the ninth-grade blue lotus and use the good luck green lotus as the source, his career would be
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