"What I know is that the World Honored One has teachings without distinction and seeks equality for all living beings."
Jiang Wang sighed: "The person I saw is Senior Guanyan."
Jiang Wang has long known the compassion of Senior Guanyan.
It's just that in the Senhai Origin Realm, the Senhai Saint Clan is a human race after all, which can't help but make people empathize.
The creatures in this world don't even have human form, they are all beast-like. They are also filthy, foul-smelling, and vicious.
Senior Guanyan is still trying his best and his compassion has not diminished. It can be seen that his heart is not limited to species.
"That's because you haven't seen the touching moments of the creatures here. They also shed their blood to feed their children, walked together through thick and thin, overcome hardships and dangers together, and lost their husbands and wives and died together in grief..." Guanyan said warmly: "You are passing by.
At one glance, I could only see them crawling in the rotten mud, and see their greedy, ugly, and stinking side. It is human nature to be unable to feel anything."
He shook his head: "The World Honored One is too far away, and this world is too close."
The Lord's love is a love that treats everyone equally. He will still give help and love to those who are greedy, ugly, and smelly.
Guan Yan's love is to see that the creatures in this world still have shining brilliance and the strength to struggle. Only when he sees that this world can be saved, he is willing to save this world.
So he said that he was still far away from the World Honored One, but everything that happened in this world was very close to him. The suffering here was seen in his eyes, and he could not ignore it or give up.
Jiang Wang sighed: "This is the so-called 'gentleman is far away from the kitchen'."
Guanyan said: "And the Buddha forbids meat and fish."
"What are you talking about, why can't I understand?" Grandma Xiaofan asked.
Guan Yan smiled and said, "I'm talking about practice."
"Okay, monk." Granny Xiaofan said angrily, "You said I don't know how to practice."
Guan Yan has long since returned to secular life, but when getting along with her in private, she is still used to calling her "monk".
"A monk doesn't understand insinuations, and he means what he says." Guanyan, wearing a moon-white gown, smiled brightly: "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen because of his compassion. Practicing Buddhism and forbidding meat and fish is a deeper compassion. In fact, it is all the goodness of human nature, not necessarily
The distinction between high and low is about cultivation——"
He smiled and suddenly sighed: "Xiaofan, if the Xuankong Temple is in trouble, should I save it or not?"
"There is nothing right or wrong." Grandma Xiaofan said: "If you remember someone and have the energy to spare, go and save them. If you no longer remember the person or are unable to do so, let them take responsibility for their karma. You also return the monk's robes.
Yes, you also gave the golden body, so you owe them nothing."
Guan Yan looked at Jiang Wang again: "What do you think?"
Jiang Wang thought about it seriously: "It stands to reason that it is not necessary. Because you, senior, have already returned to the secular world, and the previous cause and effect with the Xuankong Temple has been settled - but I think senior will still be unable to bear it."
Guan Yan sighed: "This is the human heart."
Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, then looked outside the mountain and said in a relaxed tone: "What kind of creature is this evil world?"
Guan Yan said: "Your mother-in-law calls them 'Zhuo Ling', but I think they will name themselves."
"Writing has been annihilated, but it will be born again. Knowledge has been obscured, but it can still be clear." Jiang Wang said with a smile: "I look forward to the day when everything in this world will revive."
"You will be our guest again then," Guan Yan said.
Jiang Wang stayed for a while longer, chatting a lot, then bid farewell to the two elders and returned to the present world.
"Is there something wrong with Xiao Jiang?"
Grandma Xiaofan took out the Qingyang Tianqi and played with it carefully. She couldn't put it down and she thought it was so ugly that it looked cute.
Guan Yan just smiled and said: "He is very emotional. He used to have no time to spare and often sent letters. Now that he has reached the top and has no taboos, he comes to see you. You are still too worried."
Xiaofan rolled her eyes at him: "Aren't I afraid that when the child is older, I have something to hide in my heart and am embarrassed to say it?"
"You think he is still a child in the Senhaiyuan world." Guan Yan said with a smile: "The name of Zhenhe Zhenjun has been spread throughout the world. Have you forgotten the world we lived in before? We all spontaneously
He is worshiped as a god, saying that his sword can conquer all realms, that he is invincible, and that the long river of time is also a river... He is listed in the center of the sacrificial position in the karma map of one hundred thousand gods and immortals."
Today Jiang Wang really has nothing to worry about.
Xiaofan gently lifted it and said with emotion: "Time flies so fast. In a blink of an eye, he is at the top."
Guan Yan stopped laughing at this time and raised his eyes to look out at the sky: "Time does not pass quickly. It is because he is in a hurry and walks very fast."
…
…
Guan Yan is among the disciples of the "Guan" generation, he is the latest to enter the profession, the youngest, but the one with the highest understanding.
His master is Zhixiang - that is, the golden body he left for Xuankong Temple with five hundred years of merit when he asked Jiang Wang to return the monk's clothes to Xuankong Temple.
Unfortunately, Zhixiang died a few years ago. Before his death, he entrusted his fellow disciple Zhixiu to take care of this disciple.
But Zhixiu also died not long after. Zhixiu, the abbot of Xuankong Temple at that time, took care of him personally.
Guanyan's status in the Xuankong Temple in the past was no different from that of the abbot's direct disciple. He was originally trained as the abbot. However, he later lost his secret realm and never returned.
The famous Fierce Bodhisattva Stops Evil is his uncle.
They are only one generation apart, both are important figures in the temple, and have many intersections in their lives.
When Guanyan returned to secular life, it was also the day when Zhixie officially came out of seclusion. The purpose of "coming out of seclusion" was to speak for him.
When Jiang Wang went to the outer world this time, he actually wanted to ask Senior Guanyan, his uncle, the Fierce Bodhisattva of Xuankong Temple, if there was anything suspicious about him. If he might be a hero from the Ping Dynasty.
Although Guan Yan's psychic powers cannot be used on him, a Qingyang Heavenly Deed is enough to explain a lot.
It's just that Guanyan doesn't want to talk about it. He doesn't want to talk about anything about Xuankong Temple.
Because he is far away from the World Honored One, but very close to Xuankong Temple.
Senior Guan Yan is right, people must have selfish interests.
Jiang Wang said nothing more.
…
Dealing with the Seven Hate, finding the Bones, and uncovering the Heroes are not things that can be accomplished overnight.
Just as Tong Zhongxuan Sheng said, Jiang Wang remained patient.
He walked forward slowly, pushing forward a little bit at a time, and not worrying about some useless hard work - the fact that this road is blocked just means that the road is elsewhere. Eliminating wrong answers is also on the way to the right.
Now, it was the Immortal Emperor's teacher's words that made him worried.
Forgetting someone who is the best in the world is a very serious problem.
But no matter what important things I have forgotten, since it is related to immortals, I must first cultivate the immortal dragon dharma back to its peak.
Even more, cultivate the Dharmakaya.
Many times you can't see the road ahead clearly because you're not standing high enough.
If the immortal body is perfect, there should be nowhere to hide the secrets about the immortal.
It’s just that I’m in the mortal world, entangled with worldly affairs, and it’s hard to get what I want. I just finished visiting various places on the Yunshang Business Road and returned to the Baiyujing Restaurant. The Immortal Dragon Master was preparing to retreat when he received a greeting card from the underworld.
.
The whole body of this greeting card is pitch black, and within that darkness, dim light intertwines to form three beautiful Tao characters, which appear as soon as one touches the eye.
The word says——
Dusk swings.
The former god of the underworld, now one of the most powerful sun gods in the underworld!
Even counting the heavenly ghosts in Abi Ghost Cave and the Yang gods in the Demon Realm Conferred God Platform, Mu Fuyao's name is also among the strongest.
He can even put aside the prefix "gods and ghosts" and directly strive to be the strongest at the level of the Yandao.
It's just that in the past years, because of the painful lesson of the catastrophe that destroyed the Buddha, he has been locked up behind closed doors for many years, so his reputation has not been obvious.
Now that the two realms of Yin and Yang have merged, these former Netherworld gods have become active.
"What did He come to do?" Xianlong asked.
Bai Yuxia was leaning against the door, eating melon seeds, looking very businesslike. Hearing this, she just smiled and looked downstairs.
In the private room downstairs, the drunken guests were discussing the underworld!
"The underworld is about to merge into the present world, and there is a lot to do in the underworld! I want to go and explore, brothers, who is willing to go with me?"
"What's there to do? I haven't seen many gods and ghosts running away to this world? If you ask me, the world of the underworld is always better than the underworld."
"The Yang world is naturally the main one, but isn't there no place for us here? There is a carrot and a hole, and the worthy positions have long been taken. Even this Bai Yujing Restaurant has raised an idle man who eats melon seeds all day long - it's not as good as
Go to the underworld and explore!"
"You think there are no carrots in the underworld, so you don't occupy the pit?"
"If you think about it, others want to come up. You need to know which side is respected! Those Yang gods who have been downgraded from the gods of the underworld are actively visiting the living world. What else can they do? It's just that those who recognize their father recognize their father, and those who sell their butts sell their butts!"
Snap!
Immortal Dragon Law was about to press the invitation on the table, but it was already too late.
A man with cold features and a pale complexion was already sitting across from the desk.
Bai Yuxia cracked half of the melon seeds and stopped there, asking with her eyes - "You've invited me here? Don't you make any preparations?"
Xianlong asked him to leave with his eyes.
With a wave of his hand, he blocked out the noise from downstairs, picked up the teapot, and poured tea carefully: "Our shop is small, has few rules, and is full of people talking nonsense. When the drinkers are enjoying eating and drinking, they talk nonsense.
...I made you laugh."
Mu Fuyao is extremely tall and thin, sitting there like a spire.
There are very dark mysterious fine lines on his forehead, which are not obvious if you don't pay attention. If you notice them, you can feel their depth.
What is particularly eye-catching are his eyes, which are pure black with no whites visible, as if they are embedded with two black gems. There are no emotions in them, they are all frozen night.
The voice was rather gentle.
"The words are rough but the truth is not rough." He smiled, cupped his hands and said, "I am Fuyao in the evening, and I have taken the liberty to come here today. I am indeed here to find someone to support me."
"Your Excellency really loves to joke!" Xianlong shook his head disapprovingly: "How virtuous and capable is Jiang? Can he be your backer?"
Mu Fuyao looked at Jiang Wang quietly, half-smiling but not smiling: "Zhenhe Zhenjun is worthy of being a patron, but it's a pity that you don't build a power or organize a party, so I have no way to seek refuge."
He gave Jiang Wang a step and then said: "I want to have an opportunity to participate in the construction of Taixu Illusion Realm. I wonder if Jiang Zhenjun can think of a way?"
It turns out that he wanted to take refuge with Taoist Master Taixu!
After all, the Immortal Dragon Dharma Appearance was indifferent, and there was no embarrassment if he misunderstood. He only said: "Taoist Master Taixu is like the true Ksitigarbha in the underworld. It is not difficult to belong to him, as long as it is in compliance with the rules... But
How could you be willing to be like Xu Ling?"
For a being like Mu Fuyao, going forward, all he can seek is transcendence.
Although the ethereal spirit is eternal, it will never be able to get rid of the illusory realm, let alone transcend the real world. It is not as good as the time of the Nether Gods earlier!
"The storm in the underworld is about to come. There is no pure land anymore, and the present world is complicated and intertwined. There are not many places left. I neither want to join the Palace of Yama, nor do I want to join any overlord." Mu Fuyao said seriously: "After much thought, Zhenhe
The freedom of the true king is what I envy the most."
As he spoke, he took out a small piece of dark black square wood, placed it on the desk, pressed it with his index finger, and gently pushed it forward: "Of course I won't let your work go in vain. It's disrespectful to be careless."
The inscription on this square piece of wood is profound and profound. It moves forward with Mu Fuyao's fingertips, faintly like a mountain moving.
What Mu Fuyao gave was not some treasure of heaven and earth that could be bought, but his Taoism, his path to the Yangshen, and the authority of [Himu]!
What a big gift!
If you have to make an analogy, its use is similar to Jiang Wang's Qingyang Tianqi, but its value is difficult to compare. Because the essence of the Tianqi is to rent, and what is borrowed is power; the essence of this Dao-quality square wood is to cut, and what is cut is
authority.
This deity paid so much, and what he asked for was certainly not simple.
"It's absolutely impossible for you to join the cabinet."
Xianlong moved his gaze away from this [Sunset Square Wood] and said directly: "Other positions in the cabinet have been decided and are dominated by various forces. They do not belong entirely to the current cabinet members. My position is not something I can privately hold.
Professor, if I withdraw now, there is a high probability that it will be someone from the Li Kingdom or the Buddhist Sect. Although you have participated in nature and have great supernatural powers, there is no seat for you in Taixu Pavilion. You can be rejected just by your age."
"Age is not a necessary rule. As far as I know, Zhong Xuanyin and Ju Gui are not young either." Mu Fuyao smiled: "Although I am much older, I am willing to give more after joining the cabinet."
Xianlong frowned slightly. When he said age, he was referring to the rule on the surface - Taixu cabinet members should be young talents.
Mu Fuyao should understand the substantive reason. He is not a living human race. How can a Taixu cabinet member, the key to the flood of humanity, give him a position?
Mu Fuyao looked at his expression again and said: "And I don't want to join the cabinet now. You just need to include me in the pre-selection to give me a chance to compete fairly. It also gives me some time to prove my public spirit.
When Jiang Jun's term ends, I will come out and rely on my own abilities."
If you say this, Xianlong will understand.
Mu Fuyao does not necessarily have to join the cabinet, but has to have an identity in the Taixu Illusion Realm - such as preparing to be a member of the Taixu cabinet. He hopes to get the protection of Taixu Taoist Master.
Has the underworld reached such a dangerous moment?
To make a strong man of Mu Fuyao's level so uneasy?
Is there something happening that I don't know about yet?
"Please drink tea." Xianlong stretched out his hand and said: "This is the dragon's song in the frost and mist. It is unique to Yuncheng. Drink it to cleanse the dust. Last year, I only picked nine taels and three coins in total. If you are not a distinguished guest, I would not be willing to drink it myself.
of."
Mu Fuyao picked up the tea cup and was about to drink, but when the cup reached his mouth, he stopped again.
He gave up his leisurely posture, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Jiang Zhenjun may have too many affairs and doesn't care about the underworld - just yesterday, the headmaster of Penglai used the Blood Thunder Duke to kill the great sect in Yaquan and refine his thunder.
soul!"
The immortal dragon suddenly realized.
Why did Mu Fuyao arrive immediately just after responding to this invitation? Being so impatient is not a negotiation gesture at all.
It turns out that the action against the underworld in this world has already begun, and the action was so intense that it killed a former underworld god.
Mu Fuyao, a strong man who had been practicing behind closed doors, finally felt the danger.
It's just... didn't the Penglai Patriarch discuss Taoism with the Shenmian Preaching High Priest at Guanhe Terrace some time ago?
Is there no loss?
The injury you suffered in Canghai last time was healed so quickly?
Why did you turn around and kill Mr. Blood Thunder?!
These people who have been practicing for many years are really hardworking, and their struggle can be seen everywhere.
Just as Xianlong was about to speak, the Taixu Magatama suddenly flickered.
The other dharma bodies are busy cultivating, and this deity is permanently stationed in Yuncheng. The Immortal Dragon dharma body is currently the weakest, so it doesn't matter if it is delayed for a few days, so it takes on the heavy responsibility of handling chores. Even Mu Fuyao, who is far away in the netherworld, also knows to pay his respects.
It should be sent here.
The news at this moment came from letters from Bai Gexiao and Zhong Xuanyin.
In addition, Yin Guan's mantra is also jumping.
What day is it today? Things are all going in one place!
Xianlong smiled apologetically at Mu Fuyao, and first responded to Yin Guan's curse.
In the realm of yin and yang, green light appears.
Yin Guanling Yu Xuhai said concisely and concisely: "Qin Zhizhen has reached the netherworld, and entered the Yama Palace. He said that King Yama of the Five Palaces had offended his honorable name, so he launched a crusade - King Yama locked the palace with the formation of ten thousand ghosts and flying souls, and came to me
Please help."
It seems that the State of Qin has also begun to take action against the underworld, but the method is not as drastic as that of the State of Jing, with Qin Zhizhen taking the vanguard.
"Do you want to save him?" Jiang Wang asked.
"What does it have to do with me?" Yin Guan said quietly: "I just want to inform you. If you need a chess piece in the Palace of Yama, then this is an opportunity."
If you choose to protect King Yama, win this palace, and with the support of King Ping Ping, you will have a good chance of directly cooperating with Ksitigarbha and taking over the Yama Palace by managing the Dharma of all living beings in the underworld.
Jiang Wang shook his head: "I have no interest in participating in their fight."
He then said deliberately: "My lord, after all, even if you are a colleague, he comes to your door to ask for help. You really don't care about him at all?"
Yin Guan looked at him without any hesitation: "I forgot to tell you that the true identity of King Yama is Su She. Yes, it is the Su She from Jubao Chamber of Commerce, the gold ingot man outside Linzi City. Chong Xuan Sheng knows this.
About...did he tell you?"
Outside Linzi City...
Jiang Wang only said: "Qin Zhizhen is slow to reply to letters but quick to draw a sword. It's too late for me to send the message -"
Chapter completed!