The universe is vast and the starry sky is endless.
An abandoned star with an ordinary appearance and an empty interior as if it had been eaten by insects, yet it has something special about it.
Among the stubborn rocks that can be seen everywhere, it seems that another big universe has been nurtured.
The majestic sacred mountain stands as if it can pierce the sky and fill the ocean.
As Zhou Luo stepped onto the land of the sacred mountain, a bright green divine light immediately escaped towards the outside world.
Zhou Luo smiled slightly, stretched out his right palm and included it within his five fingers.
On the other side of the sacred mountain, an inconspicuous mosquito was flapping its wings and preparing to fly away quietly.
The divine eye of Shinto is sharp, and under the shroud of Zhou Luo's divine thoughts, nothing can be hidden.
Zhou Luo's thoughts moved, and his true body stood on the shore of the Sea of Bitterness without moving an inch.
The essence of the soul surged out in an instant and turned into a golden cage, wrapping the tiny mosquitoes.
Seeing that the matter was exposed, the tiny mosquito's body glowed with golden light, the fog dispersed, and an old monk with long eyebrows and kind eyes appeared.
Wearing a precious cassock and holding a shining pestle, he seemed to be hesitating whether to resist, but finally put away the pestle and surrendered.
At the same time, the incarnation of Yuan Shen, who was the same as Zhou Luo, appeared in mid-air, detained the long-browed old monk close to him, and said with a half-smile:
"How dare you use this kind of blinding technique in front of me?"
In fact, the transformation technique performed by this long-browed old monk is extremely superb. If the supreme being is taking it easy, if he is not careful, he may really be able to escape.
It's a pity that the old monk with long eyebrows is facing Daofu Tianzun. Under his unparalleled spiritual thoughts, all fluctuations in spiritual consciousness cannot hide from his divine eyes.
What's more, Zhou Luo had already been prepared, knowing that this weasel would not be easily captured. As soon as he got close to the place, he was enveloped in spiritual thoughts. He sensed something was wrong and captured it instantly!
Hearing this, a bitter smile appeared on the old monk's face, and he immediately bowed down in the void:
"When I see the Heavenly Lord, I dared to offend the Heavenly Lord. I deserve death! But I hope that the Heavenly Lord will take care of my ignorance and let me live."
Hearing this, Zhou Luo didn't say anything, he just smiled and led the weasel back to the foot of the sacred mountain.
Even though Zhou Luo withdrew his spiritual will to suppress it and released the old monk, the latter also behaved extremely honestly and did not dare to act rashly without Zhou Luo's permission.
At a glance, he saw Fuxi Nuwa, who was glaring at him next to him. The long-browed old monk saluted him without blushing or heartbeat:
"It's been a long time since we last saw the two benefactors, but they still seem to be as charming as ever."
Fuxi remained silent, but Nuwa could not swallow this breath and snorted coldly:
"Hmph! With your quasi-respect, you actually secretly poisoned two of our juniors. Today, you fell into the hands of my master, making you regret it!"
Hearing this, the old monk with long eyebrows was miserable. If he had known that these two people were the disciples of Tianzun, he would not have dared to touch them even if he had a hundred courages.
Although it was too late to say anything at this moment, the old monk still defended himself through telepathy:
"Two little friends, I really don't have any ill intentions. I just see that you two are heroic and majestic, and you are like a god in the sky. I want to enlighten you two with the pestle of merit and virtue to become my Buddhist protectors."
"Not only is it harmless to you two, but it can also help you two practice cultivation. You really mean it well!"
"Hmph! We have master's teachings, but we still need your 'insight'?" Nuwa retorted disdainfully.
"This..." The old monk with long eyebrows had difficulty speaking. He never dared to say anything outrageous in front of Zhou Luo, so he could only continue to confess in a low voice, hoping that the two of them would intercede for him.
On the other hand, Zhou Luo paid no attention to what the old monk did, and focused all his attention on the emerald green divine light in his palm.
The five fingers are spread out, and the fairy clouds are misty. Before you can see its true face, there is strong vitality and a refreshing fragrance filling the air.
Even Fuxi Nuwa and the old monk were attracted to the side.
Seeing that the green fairy light also fell into Zhou Luo's hands, the old monk had a confused expression on his face and said:
"This sacred tree is a rare treasure in the world. I hope that the Heavenly Lord will treat it well."
Hearing this, Zhou Luo raised his eyes and said with a half-smile:
"You can't protect yourself, so how dare you meddle in others' affairs?"
The old monk's face was bitter, and he realized that he had made a mistake, so he quickly confessed.
Seeing him like this, Zhou Luo shook his head:
"I know the preciousness of this tree better than you, so there is no need to say more."
After the words fell, Zhou Luo threw the emerald green fairy light to the ground.
It was a sacred Bodhi tree as vigorous as a horned dragon. Compared with common Bodhi trees, it was not very tall, only about three feet.
The entire sacred tree is like a green jade carving, crystal clear, with fairy clouds shining and green light shining all over its body.
Countless branches fell down, the green leaves on them swayed and rustled, and wisps of wisdom light from the avenue fell down.
Just by being close to it, you can feel the sound of heaven roaring in your body, the scriptures echoing, and you will fall into the state of enlightenment.
Bodhi tree!
This is a sacred tree as famous as the Enlightenment tea tree, but its reputation is not obvious and few people know it.
It is said that Amitabha Buddha of later generations also attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree.
This miraculous medicine is related to Buddhism. Zhou Luo was not surprised to see this miraculous tree in Mount Xumi today.
At this moment, the Bodhi tree fell into the hands of Zhou Luo, and a stream of spiritual thoughts came out, but they were not begging for themselves, but hoping that Zhou Luo would forgive the sins of the old monk with long eyebrows and let him live.
Zhou Luo couldn't help but be amazed that the Bodhi tree had a close relationship with the weasel, far beyond his expectation.
I was curious, and after a little calculation, I immediately understood the cause and effect.
It turns out that Mount Sumeru is surrounded by a sea of suffering, and the six desires are impure and difficult to cross.
Therefore, no living beings have visited for countless thousands of years.
And just thousands of years ago, a weasel demon was chased by the enemy and fell into the sea of misery before his death.
Who would have expected that the fetus in his belly would be in chaos and unknown, the holy essence would be as it was before, and it would not be able to understand the six desires.
He actually crossed the sea of suffering safely and became the first living being to reach the other side of Sumeru in tens of thousands of years.
This weasel was born at the foot of Mount Sumeru. He was born to be enlightened by the Buddha's light and was naturally enlightened in Buddhist principles. He also had the wisdom light hanging down from the Bodhi tree to teach him from an early age.
Therefore, it is no surprise that he became a generation of quasi-emperor divine monks, holding the most precious treasure conceived in the fairy mountain - the pestle of merit and virtue, walking around the world, and enlightening all souls to convert to Buddhism.
Relying on his profound cultivation level and the Buddha's power to defy heaven, he has always been able to "save all sentient beings" without fail.
Unfortunately, this time he kicked the iron plate and hit Zhou Luo.
Now, not only is he a prisoner, but even the sacred Mount Sumeru and the sacred Bodhi tree may not be protected.
Thinking of this, the old monk with long eyebrows felt filled with regret.
Zhou Luo had a panoramic view of the expression of the old monk transformed into a weasel, and couldn't help but smile:
"Do you realize your regret now?"
Then he said with a serious expression:
"Then do you know what the relatives, friends and old friends of the monks you have transformed are like?"
"Distorting the mind and confusing all living beings actually violates the true meaning of Buddhism and has fallen into the evil path!"