In the mountains.

The stream is clear and clear, and the bottom is visible.

The brocade scales emerge from the waves, and they are evident in golden color, shining brightly.

Under the sunset, long shadows sway in the forest and water, with golden patterns, mottled and beautiful.

Su Qiu walked along the waves, his clothes were as snowy as his face, and his smile was clean and bright.

He held the flute, and the sound of the plum blossoms fell, sparse, filled with fragrance and treasure light, making the fish around him exposed to the water, clustered around him, like worship or joy.

Su Qiu kept coming to the source of the stream.

The source of the stream is a snow cliff.

The cliff is higher than the clouds, and the stunning rainbow comes from top to bottom, hangs like a dragon drinking, and is turbulent.

The head of the Su family sat on the cliff, with frosty hair, thick eyebrows like ink, and a fairy dress with flowing clouds embroidered with the lush grass and trees. The layered space was illusioned everywhere, as if it were substance.

When he saw Su Qiu coming, the head of the Su family led him with his hand and let him come to the front.

“Did you decide?”

The head of the Su family was surrounded by a deep and gloomy life. He looked at Su Qiu with a gentle look.

"yes."

Su Qiu held up the flute and bowed slightly.

"I just knew."

The head of the Su family stood up and walked around, lingering purple green and green, with green bulbs. His gentle face rarely showed sharpness and said, "I support you. If you don't fight now, you will fall behind step by step. If the fortune of the sect changes, then it will be a grand trend and no one will compete with it."

Su Qiu didn't say anything, but the moon wheel was half-halo, shining on his body, crystal clear, with a glassy jade color, spotless.

The head of the Su family took a move, and the void cracked in the dark, and thousands of golden light flowed down and turned into a half-foot-long jade talisman. The ancient text on it looked like auspicious dragons and phoenixes, filled with deep aura.

At the beginning, this kind of qi seems ordinary and inconspicuous, but the more you observe, the deeper it becomes. In the end, it is simply endless and has no foundation.

When Su Qiu saw this jade talisman, he was always quiet and natural. He rubbed the texture on it and sensed the magnificent will of the heavens and all worlds. His expression became solemn, and he said slowly, "The hand talisman of the Golden Immortal Daozu?"

"good."

The head of the Su family nodded, sighed, and said, "This Taoist ancestor must have left this universe and gone to other places, but his jade talisman contains his principles, and he still has gone through all ages without any grinding, without any increase or decrease, and is always unique. Such a state is really respectable, fearful and fearful."

The head of the Su family sighed for a while, then said, "You can carry this jade talisman with you to the greatest extent possible to resist the power of the underworld."

Su Qiu didn't say much and put it away.

"That's it."

The head of the Su family waved his sleeves and sat again on the snow cliff. Thousands of white water washed down from the sky and landed behind him, continuously and repeatedly.

Su Qiu picked up the jade talisman and turned around, with a faint look. In the journey to the underworld, he could not return empty-handed.

Heavenly Court, Forget the God Mountain.

Glazed jade land, merit treasure pool.

The Bodhi tree is scattered on both sides, with crystal clear branches and leaves. There are fine and dense Buddhist characters on it, and it hangs down and flows down.

It is true that the cold fragrance is quiet, lonely and peaceful.

The Holy Buddha fell on the lotus platform, shining with treasure light.

Opposite him, there is also a Buddha, six feet tall, with a sandalwood Dharma body, with a thin face, and behind him are stacked golden wheels of merit, inside which are various shapes of Vajra, Arhat, and Monks, like the number of constant sand, endless.

All Vajra Arhats and monks have lowered their eyebrows and do not face others. They recite the same Buddhist scriptures in their mouths. This is the Great Liberation Sutra, with every word shining and containing the truth.

Such a weather is still above the Great Light and Universal Buddha who first came to heaven.

"Great virtues and great virtues speak true actions and practice Buddha."

When the Holy Heaven Buddha met this person, his tone did not have any condescending tone, but had an equal taste, saying, "Everyone in the world knows the importance of the underworld to our Buddhism, let alone ourselves?"

The Buddha's eyes were deep and could not see the bottom of it. He said, "Our business years have only been doing Dizang a little bit. Now it's been a long time since this era has finally arrived. There are unprecedented opportunities and no accidents."

The great master said, "The true words and actions of the Buddha are united in front of him, and the golden light is filled with mist. He knows that the Holy Heaven Buddha said this not that he does not believe in himself, but that this matter is really very important, so he did not feel dissatisfied at all, and said quietly, "It is related to our Buddhism, so he will definitely do his best."

The Holy Heaven Buddha nodded. The great virtue and the wonderful words and true practices of the Buddha are not only amazing in supernatural powers, but also profound in Taoism. He can even improve the true Buddhist principles and methods passed down by the Buddha Lord. He is a very calm personality.

Such people do not speak easily, but as long as they speak, they will do their best, which is reassuring.

"Holy Buddha,"

The great master, the true practice of the Buddha, looked at the rise and fall of Zhouza's Sanskrit, and every word was bright, and said, "The Heavenly Court is ready, and the authority will be opened another day. Together with our Buddhists, we enter the place where yin and yang meet up that extends out from the thirty-three days."

"Of course, we are the one who is nominally dominated. After all, the supreme Dharma of our Buddhism has a restraining effect on the things in the underworld, which is incomparable to the heavenly court."

After the great master and the Buddha said the true words and practices, he looked at the Holy Heaven Buddha and asked, "What other explanations do the Holy Heaven Buddha have?"

"this,"

The Holy Heaven Buddha pondered for a moment and thought of the calm eyes of the Emperor on duty in the Zhongyu Garden that day. For some reason, he always felt that there was something wrong, but he just thought about it but found nothing.

So the Holy Heaven Buddha said, "The Heavenly Court promised very happily. Although the Heavenly Court is indeed limited to the situation and has to compromise and get close to our Buddhism, the four emperors in the Heavenly Court are all amazing figures, and there are unspeakable conspiracies and tricks among them."

The great virtues and the Buddha remembered the true words and actions of the Buddha. Although their Buddhists and Heavenly Court are now in honeymoon period and have a good relationship, it is definitely impossible for such a large force to cooperate with each other with heart-to-heart. Unless one party can completely overwhelm the other, it is not surprising that Heavenly Court has small actions.

Such a situation is probably inevitable, so I can only know what I want and be more careful at that time.

At the same time, the Emperor in Qingyi stood in the hall with his eyebrows green.

He waved his hand to let the Taoist boy retreat, then waved his hand, and a magic weapon that looked like a dragon horn appeared in his sleeve, which turned around and then his energy rose step by step, making a huge and vast life.

The next moment, as soon as Qingyun opened in his top door, another emperor in Qingyi walked out from inside, exactly the same, and there was no difference.

The Emperor in Qingyi held the dragon horn magic weapon in his hand, calmly climbed up to the high platform and sat down on the cloud bed.

As for the real Emperor in Qing's clothes, his body shook and turned into a handsome young man, dressed like snow, holding a magic sword in his hand, and then went out.

The young generation of Taiming Palace, the Buddhist and Emperors of Heaven, all acted, and Chen Yan was not idle either. After he interviewed the Xuanmen sects in the name of Ziyang, he went to find the Chonggu sect to discuss the final details of Wanxian coming to the tribute.
Chapter completed!