In the distant sea of stars, there is a warm world with brilliant Buddha's light. In the warm Buddha's light, there is an old monk in ragged clothes sitting down and teaching the Dharma. Thousands of monks and laypeople sitting there listen attentively. Flowers are raining from the sky, golden lotuses are flowing from the ground, and strange fragrances are everywhere.
Overflowing, the scene is very solemn.
This is the Pure Aurora World, the famous Buddhist land of peace and happiness. It is the world opened by Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, and it is also the place where he meditates and teaches the Dharma.
After the lecture, all the disciples bowed to Nagarjuna Bodhisattva and then all left, leaving only a few people.
One of them was short in stature, with a soft and handsome appearance. He also exuded an aura of weakness from his bones. Even the yellow clothes he wore were limp and lacked any strength. At first glance, people felt that he was easy to bully. It was Wu Jie.
Hesta, my younger junior brother when I was in Qingyang Temple.
He had a sad look on his face and sighed, which made his already weak temperament even weaker. Even the monks next to him couldn't look past him.
"Junior brother in yellow, it's not helpful for you to sigh like this. Why bother?" a tall and mighty monk with a bare upper body and muscles like steel cast iron advised, "It's just a loss of your own morale."
"Senior Brother Jianglong, I don't have morale or anything like that."
The burly monk's eyes suddenly widened, and he was about to get angry, but suddenly realized that he was angry. He hurriedly clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, and then the anger in his heart dissipated.
"Junior Brother Consciousness, you have clearly understood the principles of life and death and have cultivated the immortal mind of Bodhi. Why are you so courageous?" He advised earnestly, "Your true body is only in the realm of cave, because you have a crazy temper.
Because of this, the power you can exert must be discounted. You have Buddha's light to protect you, and you can always escape if you can't defeat it, so why worry so much?"
"If I had achieved immortality and achieved Arhat status, of course I would have the confidence. But I don't have it yet.
Hesta sighed and walked aside to meditate.
The burly monk Jianglong was silent for a long time, sighed, came to Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, and saluted: "Master, I feel that I always have worries in my heart, and it will be difficult to achieve positive results if this continues. Please allow me to capture the demon body and suppress it.
, kill his inner demons."
The compassionate old monk sighed slightly, shook his head and said: "The inner demon is not so easy to kill. His life comes from the demon, and the cause and effect are extremely heavy. Outsiders' intervention will not only fail to resolve it, but will aggravate the cause and effect. Immortality is the fruit of success."
This step can be done with the help of external forces, but the key lies in himself. Subduing the Dragon, if suppressing the demon can solve the problem, why would I hesitate to use my magical powers?"
Jianglong frowned, with an angry look on his face: "We can't see him depressed like this! I know that my junior brother has extraordinary talent and a pure heart, and he is a natural seed of Buddhism. Although he has been improving day by day in his cultivation over the past few hundred years,
But he is always so depressed. We see it in our eyes and feel very uncomfortable in our hearts."
"Why are you angry?"
“It’s really unbearable that I can’t help when I can obviously help.”
Nagarjuna Bodhisattva looked at the angry look on his disciple's face and couldn't help but laugh: "Jianglong, you are the eldest of the eighteen disciples under my sect. When it comes to the ability to fight, the other seventeen junior disciples
Together they may not be your match, but why are you still stuck in the Arhat realm when many of you fellow juniors have achieved Bodhisattva status?"
Jianglong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head with a look of shame: "I think it's because the disciples didn't work hard enough, so they fell behind.
Nagarjuna laughed again: "If you haven't worked hard enough, I really don't know who else in the world is working hard. Don't feel inferior. With your qualifications and accumulation, you can achieve the fruit of Bodhisattva long ago."
The position and difference are actually a clear understanding."
Jiang Long was shocked, raised his head and asked, "May I ask Master, what kind of enlightenment does this disciple lack?"
"This matter cannot be stated openly. Talking about it will only increase your worries. Your hair has been shaved long ago, and you have worries and can't grow silk. Why bother?" Nagarjuna Bodhisattva smiled slightly, but there was also a bit of humor in his kindness, "But I
I have calculated for my consciousness that he has a chance now and should be able to resolve some of the trouble. It might be helpful for you to go with him."
Jiang Long was startled: "I feel that if junior brother leaves the Pure Aurora World, the devil will come to visit. Although I am not afraid of the devil, I am not sure that I can protect him..."
"If the devil is hiding in the Sea of Chaos and isolating everything with the Sea of Chaos, there is really no good way unless I go there in person. But if it dares to come out, I can bounce it away with just a thought.
Worry."
Jiang Long felt relieved and asked, "So, where should the two disciples go?"
In another part of the vast sea of stars, there is a palace suspended in flames. The flames around this palace are extremely weird, and the colors are ever-changing. It can change into thousands of colors in an instant, in various shapes, and is very weird. But it is also transparent.
It exuded a bold and refreshing aura, which diluted the weird meaning a lot.
In the palace palace, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in gold clothes hurriedly came to a quiet room. With a stern look on her face, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.
She knocked on the door with great force. Although the door was very strong, it was still shaking. The door frame was shaking, and the dust kept falling. It seemed as if it might be broken at any time.
"Come, come, Qinglian, don't be so anxious. I'm just staying in seclusion for a few more days." As he spoke, the door of the quiet room opened, and there was a man in green clothes, carrying a sword pouch on his back, with a peaceful appearance, but a bit of ferocity in his eyebrows.
The man with a strong breath came out and said, "People in the world often say that their wives are strict. Even heroes and men are inevitably afraid of their wives. But why do you bother to smash this door? If you smash the door, you still have to pay for it for your husband to repair it...
"
What answered him was an oncoming fierce sword light.
The man in green didn't dodge, and even though the sword light struck his face, it only caused countless sparks to fly, but he didn't suffer any injuries at all.
"My husband is very thick-skinned, so don't waste your efforts." He stretched out his hand to hold the girl in his arms, and asked with a smile, "Why do you come to me in such a hurry?"
The girl struggled a few times, but couldn't break free. She was extremely annoyed but had no other solution. She said angrily: "Let go. I have something serious to say."
"Huh? You and I have been separated for more than ten years. It's rare to get back together, so naturally we have to have a good intimacy. Isn't this business?"
The girl was so angry that she was trembling all over, but she also knew that she could not take advantage of her words, so she had to suppress her anger and whispered: "Wu Zhifei has become the Yang God. The Yujing Sect is sending out invitations to hold an immortality ceremony for him."
The man in green was stunned and couldn't help but let go of his hand, allowing the girl to escape.
"He cultivated Taoism more than seven hundred years later than me, and achieved the golden elixir nearly five hundred years later than me. As a result, I entered the realm of immortality less than a hundred years ago, and he actually achieved immortality?" He stroked his short beard and frowned.
Wrinkled, "This is really a bit unexpected. I thought that no matter how rich his inheritance was in his previous life, it would not be so easy for him to take the step of immortality. After all, good and evil have different paths... Haha, but I underestimated him again."
"What are you going to do?" the girl asked coldly.
The man in green laughed heartily, with no trace of gloom on his face: "In the past, before I ascended, I made an agreement with him to compete with him after becoming immortal. Now that both of us have achieved immortality, we can fulfill our original agreement. Isn't it great?"
The girl nodded, jumped up, and transformed into a slender sword. The blade of the sword was as pure as green, but there was a touch of bright red at the tip of the sword, and several thin red threads grew out, extending to the hilt.
The man in Tsing Yi grabbed the hilt of the sword, inserted it into the sword pouch behind his back, and then walked towards the distance, and soon arrived at the entrance of the palace.
At the door, an old man in black clothes with a gloomy expression was sitting next to a moving array and reading a book. When he saw him coming, he didn't get up. He just nodded slightly and said hello.
"Bookworm, I'm going to the Yujing Sect in the Great Wilderness. Is there a direct way to get there from here?"
The old man immediately shook his head and replied without thinking: "The Yujing Sect is a Taoist sect, and our Wanbian Sect is a Shenmen sect. Although the Shenmen sect did not fight each other when they were fighting against the Tao in the past, they were still enemies after all. How could each other's movement formations be connected?"
Aren’t they afraid of us knocking on the door?”
"Huh? Could it be that the sect leader really has the idea of going over to destroy the Yujing sect?"
"Shenjun Bao Siyuan has said it first. The divine sects and Taoist sects can have disputes, but they cannot develop into a sect-level war. Unless you have the ability to overthrow the Jade Palace in the future, don't think nonsense."
The man in green said "Oh" and nodded. Then he asked: "Then if I want to go to Yujing Sect, how should I go?"
The old man frowned: "Why are you going to the Yujing Sect? If your identity is discovered, believe it or not, they will not hesitate to kill you, the rare god Danyang God of the Divine Sect, on the spot."
"No, no, I have an old friend over there. I just went to visit." The man in Tsing Yi said nonchalantly, "I know that person's temper. With our relationship, even if he wants to kill me, he will only kill me."
Find an opportunity to have a fair duel with me, and you won't be attacked by your fellow disciples."
"No, you are our hope for the future. I will not let you take such a risk no matter what." The old man sneered and said decisively, "Han De, don't think that the sect leader trusts you and cultivates you.
You can act arbitrarily, but you must know that your life does not belong to you alone. When you become an immortal heavenly king and can be a leader in this sect, it will not be too late to make such crazy ideas again."
The man in Tsing Yi is Wu Jie's strongest rival in the Kyushu world in the past, Han De. He is now a true immortal of Yang Shen, a rising star vigorously cultivated by the Shenmen Wanbian Sect, and a key figure who the Wanbian Sect has high hopes for.
. Under such circumstances, it is really nonsense for him to want to visit the Taoist sect, which has always been hostile to the Shenmen.
Han De negotiated several times, but the old man known as the "Bookworm" just refused to agree. Just when he was helpless and ready to give up, a magic talisman flew slowly over and conveyed the order from the leader of the Wan Bian Sect——
An order that leaves bookworms stunned.
After a while, the moving formation was filled with rays of light, sending Han De to the Great Wilderness, the place closest to the Yujing Sect.
At the entrance of the empty hall, only the bookworm frowned, meditating and talking to himself.
"Opportunity? How could such an opportunity exist? It's really strange."
