However, it is said that Murong Feng collaborated with Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to compose the song "Departure". Because of its desolate and melancholy mood, it matched the upright sound of the Buddha's chime, and hit Gu Chengkong hard. In an instant, the evil energy that stretched thousands of miles gathered and dispersed.
Accompanied by the gentle breeze, the huge whirlpool that lingered for four miles gradually subsided. The entire Netherworld Sea was illuminated by the sound of Buddha and wonderful songs. Suddenly the sky was bright and the wind was clear. At a glance, it looked like the Pure Land of Bodhi.
flavor.
Seeing that the dark clouds around him had dispersed, Murong Feng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the piano music he played gradually became softer. From the "Li Shang" just now to the gentle "Qing Jiao", the piano music was melodious, as if he was celebrating the victory of this battle.
Murong Feng looked around intently, playing the piano in his hand but still did not dare to stop, for fear that Gu Chenggong would pull off a trick and start all over again. After a few moments, he saw the wind was light and the clouds were light, and the spiritual energy fluctuations were no longer abnormal, so he asked slowly
Said: "Bodhisattva, how is your current state?"
The Bodhisattva struck the chime and sang Sanskrit music at the same time. He could not speak in his mouth. He just sent a spiritual thought to Murong Feng's spiritual sea and said: "The people under the formation have absorbed the evil spirits of evil spirits here for three thousand years, and their magical skills are unparalleled.
Today, it is unfathomable. Judging from the form, it seems that it has entered the realm of the Holy Lord Wutian. We must not be careless and underestimate the enemy."
Murong Feng nodded, seeing that the Bodhisattva had even saved his words, and knew in his heart that he was very cautious and could not be distracted in the slightest. So he silently organized the words in his heart, and also sent out a spiritual consciousness, saying: "The Bodhisattva has a heart, I don't know.
How to deal with it next time?”
After a few breaths, he received the Bodhisattva's spiritual message, which contained only eight shortened words, saying: "Act according to the situation and adapt to circumstances." After hearing this message, Murong Feng slowly shed a cold sweat on his back, and thought: It seems that the Bodhisattva
I can't be sure about this Gu Chengkong. Alas, I have lived as a Heavenly Master for hundreds of years, but I still don't know that Gu Chengkong is so powerful. There is really a world out there, and there are people out there. Thinking of this, the music played once again entered the realm of perfection.
During this period, Murong Feng stopped thinking too much, gathered his mind, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the music.
After a few seas, the sponge of the sea of blood became calm, and the entire cliff was purified spotlessly by the two people's music and Sanskrit music, creating a living fairyland in this evil place of the sea of blood. The Bodhisattva finished singing the Diamond Sutra for the 49th time.
", the Buddha chime in his hand hit exactly nine hundred and ninety-nine times, and then he stopped hitting and said to Murong Feng: "Tianzun, the people under the formation must have been severely injured and are now resting under the sea. We can take a rest.
moment."
After hearing this, Murong Feng roughly played the ending song to the tune of the piano, then stood up, shook the dust off his body, and breathed lazily, thinking that he had been playing the piano day and night for ten days in a row, and then
Looking back at the Wanhe Pine Organ, I suddenly thought of Young Master Xie who was still in Taiji Sea. I felt emotional for a moment and said to the Bodhisattva: "This piano belongs to my close friend, and I thought of him coming with me."
Qifanghai, now we are still in the Taiji Sea. We can’t see each other at the moment, but we miss each other a little.”
"Tianzun, as the saying goes: There is no banquet in the world that lasts forever. The Tao also says: if we are separated for a long time, we will unite, and if we are united for a long time, we will be divided. Let everything take its course. If Tianzun has thoughts in his heart, what difference does it make if we don't see each other and meet each other?" Ksitigarbha
The way of Bodhisattva.
"The Bodhisattva is right. If you have thoughts in your heart, even if you don't see each other, you will still see each other." Murong Feng laughed, and immediately thought of Xue'er and Mo Lingxue. He counted with his fingers, but he didn't know that this calculation...
He was surprised: Mo Lingxue had mastered the primary skills of Qingfeng Jue and was now wandering at the entrance to the heaven. Murong Feng frowned and said with a bitter smile: "This little girl just makes people worry, so I told you to stay still."
You are in the secular world, but you want to come to the heavenly world!"
Thinking of this, another thought flashed through my mind: One day in the sky is one year in the world. In this way, it has been a month since I broke through to the sea of seven directions in the heaven. Isn't it earlier than thirty in the lower world?
Years old? Suddenly, his head was covered with black lines, and he said: "It's not his fault, but it's my miscalculation."
Ksitigarbha walked forward lightly and said: "Tianzun, when Yinlu defeated the enemy just now, fortunately we made preparations in advance, and the damage to the evil spirits was not too great. How about we take advantage of Gu Chengkong's injury and quickly kill these few
Many evil spirits were purified, thus cutting off his path of recovery!"
Murong Feng nodded and said: "What the Bodhisattva said makes sense, so let's start now."
After the words were closed, both of them sat with their eyes closed. They sat quietly for a while first, then the sound of the piano came first, followed by the Sanskrit sound. There were two tones, one distant and one clear, one soft and one masculine. The combination of the two was really nice to hear.
I saw that the entire cliff was shrouded in golden light and purple mist was rising. At the foot of the mountain, evil spirits were entrenched. Although the evil spirits surged endlessly, they were quickly dispersed by the golden light and purple mist that filled the sky. Within a few hours, Murong Feng played
"Song of Colorful Feather Clothes" reaches its peak, and clouds of five colors gather in the sky. Colorful clouds rise and fall, and light rain falls. Wherever it passes, there is no evil spirit, all evil thoughts are dispersed, and everything is moistened in silence.
The two continued to play for dozens of days. Finally, when they looked around, they saw that there were not many small black dots left. They were delighted and increased their power to transform. After another ten days, the entire sea of blood was covered.
Above, if you don’t look closely, you will see no dark spots and the sky is extremely clear. Although there is no sun here, the skylight shines and the white clouds are flying, but it is the same as a clear sky. Finally on the 21st day, the two stopped.
Stop playing.
After twenty days of playing, Murong Feng silently watched an evil place being purified into a glazed pure land, feeling quite stale in his heart. When he was overjoyed, he said to Ksitigarbha opposite: "There is no wine at this time, if there is a glass
If you drink sake to cheer you up, it will be really complete."
The Bodhisattva smiled faintly, with eyes full of kindness, and said: "As a monk, all five aggregates are empty, and there is no desire or pursuit. But at this moment, I have fulfilled my long-awaited wish, but I am also a little happy. Monks are not allowed to drink alcohol. I have a Congxuanling heaven here.
The Queen Mother of the West picked several flat peaches from her peach orchard. If the deity was in a good mood, the monk would squeeze them into juice and drink a cup together to show his gratitude."
Murong Feng chuckled, cupped his hands and said, "In that case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."
I saw the Bodhisattva taking out three flat peaches as big as hydrangeas from the space of Sumeru Mustard Seeds. There was a faint red light shining on them, and there were still dense clouds scattered in them. They were not ordinary at first glance. Seeing this scene, Murong Feng suddenly focused his sword on his fingertips.
He took out two glass wine cups from the mustard seed space and said: "Bodhisattva, I have two glass cups, which can be used to hold the juice." The Bodhisattva took them easily, and suddenly a magic seal came out and hit the flat peach. I thought it was a flat peach.
It would break into pieces directly, but that one only shook a little twice and then stopped moving.
Ji Zang held the peach and carefully poked a finger-sized hole in it. He held the wine glass and poured the peach juice directly out of the peach as if pouring tea! When Murong Feng saw this, he was greatly surprised. He didn't expect it.
The Bodhisattva's control of the technique was unexpectedly so precise, so he said: "The Bodhisattva's unique technique of controlling Qi is superb. He can hit a peach without breaking it, and squeeze the juice into invisible form. I admire him."
The Bodhisattva smiled and said: "The Heavenly Lord does not know that these flat peaches are a unique fruit in the garden of the dead of my Xuanling Queen Mother. Although it is not a spiritual medicine, it is a genuine product of heaven. Like this top-quality flat peach in my hand,
It only takes three thousand years to bear fruit, so if we talk about the knowledge of controlling qi, it is not as complicated as Tianzun thought."
Murong Feng nodded, and suddenly remembered a question about "the way of heaven" that he discovered when he was going through the tribulation, so he asked by the way: "Bodhisattva, how deep is the lineage of the way of heaven?"
The Bodhisattva replied without thinking: "There is no end."
"Endless? I think we have already understood the way of heaven. We can summon thunder with a raised hand, and turn into fire with our hands behind our backs. Wind, frost, rain, snow, space and time are all in one thought. How can we say there is no end?"
The Bodhisattva said with a smile: "Tianzun, do you know that there is heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. When you were cultivating as a xuanxian, you may have thought that the strongest person in the world was a xuanxian. When you reached the level of xuanxian, you understood the world again.
Saints exist. When the void is shattered and the spirit falls into the sky, you still know that there is a Saint King. Now, you also know that the Saint King is divided into ten levels of heaven. The way is like this, no matter the way of heaven or the great road, there will always be no
end."
Murong Feng thought about what the Bodhisattva said, but he also understood it and said: "I don't know what the ultimate expression of the law of heaven will be like."
The Bodhisattva said: "The ultimate of the way of heaven is the Great Way. It is said that the three thousand ways of heaven are all the great way. Moreover, the effectiveness is not only based on the power of magic, but also has a close relationship with Taoism and good deeds. It cannot be summarized in one word."
Murong Feng pondered for a moment: The ultimate of the way of heaven is the great way. There are three thousand ways of heaven, and there are countless great ways. Although he has lost the great way for the first time, he is not familiar with the way of heaven. How can he hope to pry into the great way? The way of the way is mysterious, and it must be even among those three.
The Thirteenth Day Taoist Master Hongjun may not be able to fully understand it. I am just at the beginning. The road to practice is long and may really be endless.
Murong Feng shook his head and put these complicated thoughts behind him for the time being. He said to Ksitigarbha: "Bodhisattva, your great wish has come true. Where is the Nine-turn Resurrection Grass?"
"Well, please come with the poor monk. The Soul Grass is under this cliff. But Tianzun must remember that the moment when the Nine Turns of Resurrection Grass is taken out later, it is the most vulnerable period of the entire 'Five Spirits Array'. Tianzun must
At the first moment when you take out the soul grass, you must use all your magic power to penetrate the loophole to make up for the defects and give the poor monk time to enter the formation. The soul grass is a product of the great road. I believe that my brother can recover with only half the power of the soul grass.
Breath of Dantian. Soul Grass will return to its peak state within a hundred years. The poor monk can only replace the Soul Grass for a hundred years. If the Hundred Year Soul Grass has not recovered, Tianzun must find a way to find another saint to replace it.
Me, otherwise Gu Chengkong breaks out of the formation, and the consequences will be disastrous!"
Murong Feng listened attentively and nodded repeatedly, as if he had seen Luofeng standing in front of him intact. After listening to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's instructions, he hurriedly soared into the blue clouds, meandering around a few hills and wandering around a few ravines.
, after crossing several rainbow bridges, I saw that there is a colorful world hidden in this seemingly small cliff.