From the red talisman, rays of light shot out, illuminating the entire Bayeux Palace in a brilliant red.
Bai Shu reached out and grasped the red talisman.
Like a piece of flying snow drifting into the stove, the talisman disappeared from the skin. At this moment, an ancient ancient scripture suddenly appeared in his mind.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, and red light burst out from his pupils.
"Master." Bai Shu said hesitantly: "Why can't the disciples get the sutras that only reach the Yang Fu and the Vajra?"
As soon as these words came out, Wu Huai and Xu Yan looked at each other, both of them laughed.
"A Vajra person has reached the three middle realms. Even if he has not distinguished himself at the Shurangama Dharma Assembly, this level is enough to enter the Vajra Temple to practice."
Xu Yan explained to him: "Junior brother, your practice time is too short. In this world of practice, there has never been any sect that has taught all the inner skills to its disciples."
Bai Zhu was confused. He had never thought of this ending.
"Okay." Wuhui said:
"When your yang talisman is perfected, the Supreme Sect will send people to examine you, your realm, and Buddhist principles... By that time, you will have to do something important for the Supreme Sect to be qualified to be taught the inner Dharma of the Queen of Vajra.
Although I have a complete Dharma, I cannot teach it to you, otherwise it will be a violation of the temple's precepts."
Wu Huai's face was stern, and he gave a lesson to Bai Shu:
"You have just breathed your last breath, but are you thinking about Vajra? Do you know how difficult the Vajra barrier is? When it comes to practice, don't be too ambitious!"
He flicked his sleeves and robe, opened and closed the palace door: "Go back, remember to practice well!"
The refreshing mountain breeze outside the palace immediately poured in. Although Baizhu was unwilling to do so, there was nothing he could do.
He bowed to Wu Huai and Xu Yan and respectfully left the palace.
This Bayeux Palace is built on a cliff on the mountainside. Looking up, you can see the rolling forest waves in the mountain.
He gently touched his eyebrows, and the whistling mountain wind hit his face.
I can finally improve my level...
He smiled and almost couldn't help but let out a loud roar toward the outside of the mountain.
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at the same time.
Guzang County.
In Changjin City.
This is a very splendid garden, with pearl palaces and shells, and red and red couplets engraved with regular script.
Countless people of various clothes, of varying ages and shapes, gathered on a veranda, muttering and holding their breaths, not daring to raise their eyes.
In addition to these people, there are also a group of maids with gorgeous clothes and pretty faces.
Their clouds are fluttering, their rings are jingling, various colors of brocade are intertwined, five lights are lingering, and ten colors are scattered.
Surrounded by them, on the edge of the endless lotus pond, squatted an old man with disheveled hair and bare feet.
He was wearing a thin coat, exposing his chest and arms. Under his thin body, his ribs almost pierced his skin.
The old man's feet were hanging into the lotus pond, his eyes were dull and wandering.
Occasionally he would raise his hand, and a beautifully dressed maid would serve him a jade plate.
On the Zhanzhan jade plate, creations the size of lion heads and chess pieces are rolling around.
The old man didn't even look at it. Occasionally he raised his hand to pick up a few coins and threw them far away into the lotus pond as if they were floating in the water.
However, they often cannot wait until they fall into the water, and those "lion heads" are eaten by a group of strange beasts.
They have the shape of fish, but on both sides, they have thick wings like flying birds.
The colorful fine scales reflect the dazzling brilliance, and the chirping-chirping-chirping sound echoes on the lotus pond for a long time.
After an unknown amount of time, even the chirping sounds in the garden finally stopped.
Suddenly, a middle-aged man wearing a purple crown stepped into the garden and hurried in.
"Father."
He stopped a few steps away from the old man and bowed respectfully.
"The kitten is back?"
"The Brahma Mirror returned home last night. It was late at night and I didn't dare to disturb my father's sleep."
"Where's that dead cat Yuchan?" The old man opened his eyes lazily:
"At first, it said that the Fenyin earth's energy was good for cultivation, so I asked the kitten to accompany it. Within a few months, there was a living corpse. How about it, Yu Chan has reached the fifth level?"
"No." The purple-crowned man replied honestly.
"Skin it off!"
After cursing, the old man lazily closed his eyes again, looking sleepy.
"Father."
After bowing and waiting for a moment, seeing no response, the man with the purple crown couldn't help but ask:
"Feiyun Temple was burned down, and Zen Master Miaoyan..."
"none of your business!"
The old man yelled and cursed again, making the purple-crowned man speechless.
Even though he was already the chief minister of the dynasty and a veritable important minister of the court, he always felt timid when facing his father.
"If anything else happens, get out as soon as possible."
The old man sneered and said: "A fool like you will spend your whole life being a peasant, hanging out with the court's sycophants."
"Father..." The man with the purple crown smiled bitterly: "Save some face for me."
The old man curled his lips, but ultimately did not continue.
"Except for the great Zen Master Miaoyan, the rest are either because Wei'er has become a heavenly official for the first time and his position is not stable, or because the governor has a daughter."
The man with the purple crown said calmly: "These trivial matters may offend my father's respect."
"Wei'er, Xie Wei..."
The old man smacked his lips for a while and then asked:
"How is her Supreme Sutra coming in? Have you found a good container?"
"Never."
"Not one?"
"Not one."
"Not one?! It's been so many years!"
The old man suddenly changed color, causing everyone to panic and kneel down.
"It's just a castrated dog. It's been several decades since he got old."
The man with the purple crown moved his lips, and he took a step forward, as if to say something, but he was forced back by the angry old man at a glance.
"Upper Realm! Immortality!"
He grabbed the jade plate and plunged it into the lotus pond, gasping for air.
"When? How long do you want me to wait!"
In anger, the old man jumped up and down, beat his chest as hard as he could, and made a high-pitched cry like a howl.
The purple-crowned man's face twitched, but he didn't dare to persuade him, so he could only continue to bow.
"As for Fenyin City, you don't like anyone?" The old man's eyes were red: "It's so hard to seduce her because she thanked the fairy!"
"There seems to be someone named Bai Shu."
The man with the purple crown hesitated for a moment and replied:
"You also know, but Wei'er later told me that she was just playing tricks on that boy, and that Bai Shu was later taken aback by Wu Xian, and is now studying Zen in Fengshan."
Atractylodes...
The old man paused and sighed deeply.
"Are you going to kidnap him?" The man with the purple crown said tentatively: "I'm afraid it will cause displeasure to the Vajra Temple."
"No."
I don't know how long it took, but the old man chuckled and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
The man with the purple crown felt a chill in his heart when he saw the smile on his father's face.
"nineteen."
The old man waved, and on the verandah, a young man who was kneeling on the ground immediately stood up and bowed to the old man.
"You go kill Du Longzi and send his head to Fengshan."
At this time, the man with the purple crown heard a strange, even incomprehensible order.
The old man was stroking his long white beard, smiling brightly, and the look in his eyes was unpredictable.
"Just say thank you to Xuan, and wish him red-faced success in attaining Buddhahood and enlightenment as soon as possible!"
