Chapter 640 The Original King (Today’s update, restore the vitality of work and rest)
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Above the sky, an extremely vast team headed toward the Buddhist Kingdom in the shape of soaring clouds and mist. This team was quite majestic and had a large number of people. The gods were guarding the front, and the gods were protecting the back. A stream of immortals
The auspicious energy rises to the sky, the five directions reveal truths accompanying it, and the four levels of merit open the way.
Even the chariot is pulled by Qilin, and the chariot itself is pure, but the materials used to build this chariot are all rare treasures of heaven and earth. The Qilin roars in a low voice, spits thunder light from its mouth, and steps towards the sky tower step by step.
The Buddha country fled.
There were several people inside the carriage.
Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes and was quiet. There were Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Taoist monk Ran Deng who looked at the scenery outside and looked a little bitter.
Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes. In the Taiyi Realm, which relied on the Taiyi Kung Fu body, Yuchen Daojun was sitting cross-legged, with a long sword lying across his knees. His body was no longer as good as the sea of blood more than fifty days ago.
It was as real as when we met in the middle, but there were already faint ripples and blurs.
According to Daojun Yuchen, if Qi Wuhuo did not go looking for him, he would soon disappear. Therefore, after hearing what the Taoist said about the affairs of the Western Buddhist Kingdom, Daojun went there happily and had already left.
After hearing about it, the monks from the Western Buddhist country, Ran Deng Taoism, also came together.
The Jade Emperor was equipped with heavenly soldiers and generals according to the specifications of the heavenly emperor's parade, and came in a mighty manner.
There were three thousand elites, accompanied by the divine generals and immortal officials from the Zhenwu Mansion, and the Bodhisattvas from the Buddhist Kingdom.
The old Taoist monk Ran Deng looked at the scenery outside, recalling his many experiences and the scenery of the Buddhist country in the ancient times. He couldn't help but feel a little sad. How pure and comfortable Buddhism was back then, and how grand the holy land was, but he never thought that it had just passed.
It has been like this for many years.
It makes people feel regretful and sad.
The chariot stopped, and the heavenly soldiers and generals in front negotiated with the Buddha Kingdom.
When the Bodhisattva Vajras of the 17 Buddha Lineages in the Buddhist Kingdom heard that Emperor Zhenwu from the Heaven Realm was coming, they all came out and gathered in front of them with solemn faces, even though they knew that Emperor Zhenwu in front of them was the supreme murderer who wiped out all the Buddhas.
, but at this moment he was still extremely respectful and polite. He took a step forward, bowed respectfully, and said:
"I don't know that when the great Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo comes, he may not be welcomed from afar, but sometimes he may be greeted at a distance."
The three thousand heavenly soldiers and generals dispersed. Emperor Zhenwu, who was dressed in black uniform, did not respond. He only followed the Jade Emperor's words and did not need to do it himself. The generals on both sides opened the curtains of the carriage. Emperor Zhenwu sat in the innermost place. He saw that he looked noble and had sideburns.
The black hair is hanging down, and an ink-colored black snake at the level of a true king is wrapped around his wrist.
Yuchen Daodaojun said calmly: "You don't have to be too polite with Buddhism. The more polite you are, the more arrogant these people will be towards you."
So when the Bodhisattva Vajra saw Emperor Zhenwu, they just nodded lightly:
"Um."
Although I was shocked and angry, I didn't dare to say anything.
I only felt that Emperor Zhenwu's arrogance was indeed extraordinary, and the oppression was powerful and terrifying. So I felt a little weaker in my heart, and quickly stepped back. The chariot of Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo entered the Buddhist Kingdom in a mighty manner.
, Thousands of Buddhist cultivators gathered on both sides. Although they felt unwilling and angry in their hearts, they did not dare to speak out at all.
After entering the Buddhist kingdom, Taoist monk Ran Deng said goodbye and followed Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva away. It seemed that he was going to see an old friend from the past. Qi Wuhuo asked about the way. Although the Bodhisattva who led the way was angry that this great emperor from the heaven came here for the first time.
One day I was going to this Buddhist treasure land, the Bodhi Tree, but because of Zhenwu's reputation, I had no choice but to lead the way.
The chariot pulled by the unicorn arrived in front of the Bodhi Tree.
A soft stream of light spread out, like a barrier, and the celestial Qilin beasts were blocked. They raised their heads and roared, spitting out balls of blue-purple thunderballs from their throats. The power of the Qilin was hard to shake.
Half of the soft light emitted by the Bodhi tree.
All were suppressed by this soft light, and a smile appeared on the face of the Buddhist Bodhisattva who was leading the way.
He bowed and saluted and said: "My Buddha Bodhi tree is protected by the light of the Buddha. It cannot be shaken by strong force. It requires those who have the connection with the Buddha. Although the emperor is strong, he does not seem to have the connection with the Buddha. Please go elsewhere. The poor monk has already let the Buddhist door
Disciple, prepare all kinds of fruits and spiritual things to entertain the emperor."
The heavenly soldiers and generals who were guarding Che Yu didn't know what to do.
Although the Buddha's light in front of me is faint, it is boundless and vast. The unicorn is brave and the thunder is so majestic that it is difficult to shake it. When the thunder falls, it only disperses in this faint and soft light, turning into strands of Yuan Qi. The Bodhisattva
There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, but he heard a plain voice saying:
"No need."
The chariot was opened, and Emperor Zhenwu, wearing dark uniforms, walked out with his hair tied up in a jade crown and his expression cold.
The heavenly soldiers and generals all lowered their heads. Even the Bodhisattva lowered his head and did not dare to look again. He said: "Emperor, this Buddha's light and Buddha's power are left by my Buddha. No one can enter unless he is destined to be a great Buddha. You..."
He raised his eyes slightly, only seeing the Great Emperor's chin, and did not dare to look forward.
Emperor Zhenwu said: "Is it related to Buddha?"
He said calmly: "I say that I have a predestined relationship with Buddha."
The Bodhisattva was about to say something.
Emperor Zhenwu made an understatement and stepped forward. The next moment, the boundless fresh air that enveloped the surroundings dispersed in an instant. The Bodhisattva was stunned and speechless. The heavenly soldiers and generals were excited. The weapons in their hands suddenly hit the ground heavily, and they were solemn and silent.
The voice said: "The emperor is mighty!"
Emperor Zhenwu walked forward, his sleeves and robes were slightly rolled up, and there was a golden stream of light around him.
Under the bodhi tree, I once again saw the illusory appearance of the Buddha. He still clasped his hands, his eyes were calm, and his mouth was smiling, pure and at ease, saying: "You are here."
Qi Wuhuo replied: "I'm here."
The expression of the Bodhisattva who had been leading the way changed and he recognized the appearance of the young man under the Bodhi tree. He looked moved and said: "Buddha?!!"
Almost instinctively, he took a step forward and ran forward.
But the stream of light that had just dispersed in front of Emperor Zhenwu Dangmo was closed again at this moment, as soft as water, but extremely tough. The Bodhisattva exerted so much force that he almost immersed his entire body in this soft stream of light barrier.
Struggling to move forward step by step, eager to see my Buddha.
He took one step forward, then two steps, but immediately stopped.
The soft stream of light is gently sent outside.
The Bodhisattva's eyes flashed with flowers. When he stood firm again, he was back in his original position. He looked at the Buddha's light in front of him, which was clear and soft, floating in the sky like a veil. In the front, the ancient Bodhi tree was floating in the wind. Under the tree
It's the Buddha. Emperor Zhenwu, with his long black robe rolled up and his hair bound in a jade crown, walks away step by step.
The heavenly soldiers and generals next to the Bodhisattva laughed and said, "Huh?"
"It seems that you don't have any affinity with Buddha either, Bodhisattva."
The Buddhist Bodhisattva did not care to respond to the 'counterattack' of these heavenly soldiers and generals. He staggered, then stood firm, turned around, and hurriedly ran outside, saying hurriedly: "Buddha, Buddha has appeared. Buddha has appeared."
It’s manifested!”
The sound of joy spread quickly throughout the entire Buddhist kingdom. All that could be heard was that the original sound of chanting Buddhist sutras suddenly stopped, and then the loud sound of the Buddhist bells, one after another, trembled and roared, resounding throughout the entire Buddhist kingdom.
………………
Qi Wuhuo stood under the bodhi tree and looked at the Buddha in front of him.
One was standing and the other was sitting cross-legged. Qi Wuhuo heard the voice of Yuchen Daojun from the bottom of his heart, and said calmly: "It's not him, at least not entirely him."
The Taoist asked: "Teacher, how do you know?"
"Teacher, do you know that Buddha?"
"do not know."
Yuchen Daodaojun’s answer is concise and concise:
"I cut it."
"not dead."
“So it’s a bit of an impression.”
Qi Wuhuo: “…………”
Since Yuchen Daojun, who had cut it with his own hands, no, had in-depth exchanges with the Buddha, has made a judgment, there is no doubt that the young man in front of him who looks exactly like the Buddha is not the one who originally had a relationship with the Bodhi tree.
Buddha was born together.
Under the bodhi tree, the Buddha smiled: "Since Taoist friends are here, we might as well continue our discussion of Taoism."
The voice was calm and approachable, and the Buddha's light spread out in front of him, turning into a cup, as if to invite him. The Buddha's light was bright, but there was a trace of sharp energy rising around the Taoist body, which shattered the soft appearance of the Buddha's light into pieces in just an instant.
, and immediately accompanied by the sound of sword clanging, Gouchen Sword was slashed horizontally with its scabbard.
boom!!!
The Bodhi tree trembled violently, and countless Bodhi leaves fell down. The young man was still sitting cross-legged under the tree. In front of him, Emperor Zhenwu held a sword in his right hand, with the scabbard pointing at the center of the Buddha's eyebrows. His eyes were calm, and were not obscured by the fallen Bodhi leaves.
He looked at it and said calmly:
"Who are you?"
The smile on Buddha's face was still calm: "I am me."
"Why are you here?"
His voice paused slightly, and then he asked with a hint of pleasure hidden at the bottom:
"Is it for Yu?"
"Still, for the so-called final disaster."
boom!!!
An extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out, and the Buddhist energy became extremely majestic and majestic. A figure suddenly appeared from the Bodhi tree. In an instant, immeasurable Buddha light escaped, vast and boundless.
It was as if all the stars and everything were falling upside down, falling towards the Taoist's head.
Qi Wuhuo made a backhand sword, and the long sword swept across. The sheath smashed through the infinite Buddha's light, causing the clear Buddhist aura to instantly dissipate and turn into powder. Then the long sword wrapped up the explosive power of Yuzun level, and struck across the sky in just an instant.
This suddenly struck the attacker.
The Buddha's light was completely shattered, and a figure retreated violently, spurting blood from its mouth.
Amitabha Buddha appeared from the Buddha's light and landed on the ground. It seemed that he had never thought that the real martial artist who defeated the demons back then would actually have the means of the Yuzun Realm. This made him extremely embarrassed, staggering, and almost fainted on the spot.
In the past, even so, Amitabha still looked enthusiastic: "Ahem, my Buddha, my Buddha..."
Under the bodhi tree, a young man with a very gentle appearance and temperament suddenly changed his temperament.
He was no longer as clear as before, but became a little arrogant. In an instant, he raised his hand, and the immeasurable Buddha's light was faintly mixed with the light of chaos. He suddenly patted Qi Wuhuo's back and touched the Taoist's back.
, but only heard the sound of a sword, but no feeling of hitting a flesh and blood body.
The face of 'Buddha' suddenly changed, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
A Qingping Sword emerged from behind Qi Wuhuo, and immediately came the young Taoist Lord wearing a black Taoist robe with an indifferent expression. The Qingping Sword whistled slightly, exuding an edge that was boundless and sharp, absorbing the light of Buddha and the light of chaos.
Shocked, shattered.
“!!!!”
A look of panic appeared on the face of 'Buddha', and he blurted out: "Yu Chen?!!!"
He retreated instantly.
Lord Dao, who had been gradually weakening and dissipating since more than fifty days ago, raised his eyes slightly and said calmly: "...It turns out it's you, Bo Xun." The 'Buddha', who was called Bo Xun, quickly retreated, Dao Dao
Jun Qingping's sword swept across, the sword energy was majestic and majestic, and it struck the 'Buddha' in just an instant.
The air machine collapsed and was annihilated in an instant.
A scream came from the Buddha, and soon after a stream of light, the gentle-looking young man was split into two halves in the blink of an eye. One was gentle and quiet, and the other had similar facial features, but the breath was extremely evil. At this moment, he opened his mouth and spat out
Blood, Daojun was shocked when he sheathed his sword.
"?!!!"
"This is--"
With just one move, Bo Xun was chopped into pieces by Yuchen Daojun's sword. The clouds disappeared and the Buddha opened his eyes. His eyes were peaceful. Suddenly something emerged from his body. Daojun saw this thing.
At that moment, I was in a daze, and something that I had actively locked up in my memory emerged.
He subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead, his eyes filled with shock.
Buddha looked at Emperor Zhenwu over there, with a feeling of sadness in his eyes. Suddenly he clasped his hands together, sighed with emotion, and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, you are here."
This sentence contains joy, long-awaited and long-awaited admiration.
In an instant, there was immeasurable Buddha light flowing and dispersing in the Buddha's body. The Buddha light was clear and showed the same power as a royal master. Qi Wuhuo defended instinctively and gathered sword energy. This Buddha light was blocked by it for an instant, and
The next moment, another familiar force emerged, making Qi Wuhuo look shocked.
!!!
This is?!!
In an instant, this familiar power enveloped Qi Wuhuo.
Daojun Yuchen looked back at him in the light, with a complex sigh in his eyes, while the light in front of Qi Wuhuo's eyes also carried a lot of Buddha's light. These Buddha's lights all have the charm of great levels, and have the charm of infinite Buddha's light. They vaguely have the charm of countless generations of Buddhism.
The changing voices of the Buddha and Bodhisattvas chanting sutras, and the firmness of Qi Wuhuo's Taoist mind. To him, these things never wavered in the slightest.
Almost in an instant, he had already seen through the interference and influence of these charms.
The clarity returned to his eyes, and he immediately opened them. There was a wind blowing by, and the Taoist was slightly startled. What he saw in front of him was the magnificent mountains, a richer flow of light and vitality, and something strange in the sky that he had never seen before.
The beast ascended, and in the sea of clouds, a Kunpeng fluttered its wings and sprayed out thousands of feet of clouds.
What he saw in front of him was a young man with great majesty, sharp eyebrows and hair tied with a wooden hairpin.
Although he is a Taoist, he is like all things and phenomena displayed in front of him, like heaven and earth.
At this moment, he opened his mouth and said: "We were discussing Tao just now, why did you suddenly lose your mind?"
Qi Wuhuo wanted to ask, but there was laughter next to him: "Haha, maybe the [Original Heavenly King] is overbearing. When I ask about the charm of the avenue, it is difficult for fellow Taoists to answer."
Original...King of Heaven?!
Qi Wuhuo's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes dropped, and he watched the river flow by.
A familiar yet unfamiliar face was reflected in it.
That's not yourself.
It's Buddha.
The discussion in front of me is from ancient times, and the young man in front of me is——
The predecessor of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun.
The original king!
The rest of the people were talking and laughing, but the original king who was crowded in the center looked at the 'Buddha' in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly turned away the others and invited the Buddha to go to one side to discuss the Tao.
None of them dared to say anything, but Qi Wuhuo paced forward following the Primordial King, silently thinking about the current situation.
Was he being teleported back? No, it's impossible, this body is still that of Buddha.
Buddha does not have such great magical power!
Is it memory?!
Buddha allowed himself to come into his memory?
Is it a magical power that is like a dream?!
When he said, you are finally here, did he really mean me?
At this moment, the primitive king standing in front suddenly paused and looked sideways at the 'Buddha' in front of him. Qi Wuhuo thought about the words and meanings of the Buddha, maintaining the appearance and pure smile of the Buddha. This primitive king
But the King of Heaven suddenly said calmly: "Tell me, who are you?!"
!!!!
Qi Wuhuo was stunned.
The original heavenly king who was supposed to be in Buddha's memory is actually not affected by the existence of his memory at this moment!
His eyes were cold and flat, and he said: "You just hesitated suddenly, and then your temperament and charm changed... Is it a different person? Is it a trick of the Buddha, or is it some kind of evil spirit!?" He stood with his hands behind his back.
, standing there, his body full of domineering energy soaring into the sky, as if he was surrounded by a whole world.
Domineering, confident, and self-centered!
Compared with the future Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, he is more willful.
Qi Wuhuo paused and looked at the young teacher in front of him.
According to common sense, we should follow our memory at this moment, but what the Taoist did along the way was actually lawless even though it was sentimental and righteous. He thought about the current situation and said directly:
"Original King..."
"Do you believe in what will happen in the future?"
"For example, I come from the future."
written request for leave--
There is only one update today. Go to bed early. It is almost the last minute. I am afraid that I have not finished writing. Wuzhuo has almost reached the final stage and only the last content is left. Let’s work together. Good night everyone.