It was said to be a banquet, but in fact, after several reminiscing, it completely became a preaching temple.
Luodu Mountain seems to have become a lotus platform blooming from the abyss. The magic of ghosts and gods is accompanied by the great truth and slowly overlooking the void. The majestic fairy light like the wheel of merit reflects all worlds.
The hell in the abyss is like being passed down by the fairy light. The mild ones go straight to the cycle of reincarnation, and the severe ones take away all sins of all karma.
Tushanjun, who is united in the three religions, tells the story of the true great way in the world.
The ceiling is like stars blooming and hanging high, golden lotus surging and blooming, and the earth flows out of the divine juice, rippling the divine kingdom in all directions.
The great supernatural powers of ancient times are not as good as the current leader's style.
Practice qi and enlighten the mystery, refine emptiness and combine the Tao.
Three flowers gather in the top, and the five aggregates follow the truth.
To explain the truth with the simplest truth, all sentient beings in the underworld heard the thunder sound of the great way in the dark.
Those who are wise will break through the realm and make progress, and beginners will receive guidance from the direction. Whether they are great monks or young monks, they are all intoxicated and dare not relax and remember every word and every line, for fear of mistakes and omissions.
This may be their greatest opportunity in their lives.
Under the twilight.
Just like the ancient Buddha, demon god, the Heavenly Ghost Emperor's Dharma image turned into billions of flowing lights and dispersed.
Tushanjun didn't say much. His influence was too far-reaching. If he continued to tell the story, he was afraid that many monks in the cloudy sky would be assimilated by his great way. So, let's keep other possibilities for them.
Anyway, he had already compiled the Taoist scriptures that he had learned throughout his life and placed them in the treasure house of the sutras in the underworld, leaving them for those who came later.
After only half an hour, Tushanjun got up and left.
He has never liked the excitement very much.
In the past, I often attended the event to support my apprentice.
The noise is behind you.
Tushanjun is still on the road.
The iron boots were stepped on the solid ground, and the Luodu, which was surrounded by spiritual energy, seemed to be the heavenly palace on the top of the clouds. The long peaks and ridges stretched endlessly, clustered into layers of waves. The big moon was reflected in golden red by the firelight. The whole Luodu was rippling in joy, and even the entire cloudy and earthly palace was in the joy of the festival.
Zu Weng’s ten directions are still being improved and cannot stay for a long time. Brother Dao also has to continue to engrave his own great way.
Both of them came regardless of the fruit position, which moved Tushanjun quite.
Tushanjun did not force the two of them to stay because there was no need for this. As a great master, there was no need to say this, let alone say more. But when we parted, Brother Dao advised him not to continue to take action. Three or five hundred moves seemed to be not many, but in fact, with the strength of Tushanjun's master of the Heavenly Sect, it was enough to hold on to the passage of time.
Tushanjun agreed with a smile.
Zu Weng was even more silent.
He opened his mouth, didn't say anything for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh and said, "I'm sorry for you and..."
Tushanjun knew what Zu Weng was saying: "Building an underworld is the same as the sect's philosophy, but it is also Wu Rong's ideal. In this situation, there is nothing to complain about. If you really want to hate someone, then you are the only one. The sect should not be bothered by it, the ancestor..."
After all, Tushanjun's words of comfort were not completely finished. How could he have no criticism of the ancestor? It's just that life is like this. There is no complete blackness and never clear white. In the past, the ancestor could find only the Qing Emperor, and they were naturally the chess pieces under the great powers.
Perhaps there are elders who care for their younger generations and cannot bear it, but they all have to choose because of their greater ideals.
He understands.
Tu Shanjun shook his head slightly: "Ancestor, don't say that. If it weren't for your sword energy back then, maybe I would have died at the hands of the great power."
Zu Weng said with a serious expression: "I went to check that matter, it's not simple."
Tu Shanjun narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then said, "Well, I know."
He did not continue to delve into it. While he was recovering his magic power, he would definitely ask why Yuhuaxian could take away his soul without being affected.
Although he was not without his soul, he was recalled after his strength was strong, since Sanniang was once the Lord of the Banner, it was different.
Maybe the Yuhua Immortal really has the means to remove his soul.
"Can the ancestor let me find the Eagle Immortal?"
"Yes." Zu Weng nodded. He had always had contact with Yuhuaxian. The two of them initially wanted to join forces to balance the Qing Emperor. Later, the Qing Emperor took off his burden, but Yuhuaxian was delayed because of Tushanjun's improvement in strength and did not regain his former great powers.
"How about it in three days?"
"OK."
Zu Weng pondered for a while and said in a low voice: "She was active in ancient times, with great powers that suppressed the great world. Although she was not the leader of the Heavenly Sect, she was also profound in her background and could not be compared with the ancestors of ordinary clans. After so many years, she will only be stronger than before. I don't know how you have a relationship with her, but you have to deal with it carefully."
"I see."
Tushanjun replied with a smile.
He is no longer a boy who was once a young man. He doesn't call him the leader of the world. He steps on the starry sky. He doesn't say that he is senior, and he flies around the universe and exclaims old monsters.
Zu Weng did not continue to ask about the reason and turned around and left.
A moment of silence.
Only the sound of iron boots falling to the ground was resounding.
Tushanjun continued to climb.
A few moments.
Walk to the Dan Palace.
There is still no change here, making people miss the time here.
Tushanjun approached the alchemy furnace that looked like a hill, and reached out to touch it. The cold touch was familiar. A little karma fire burned, and whirred, bronze lamps from all directions lit up the faint flames, illuminating the interior of the hall.
Tushanjun took a volume of books from the rack, leaned on the couch, flipped through it, and raised his hand to get the tea bowl beside him, suddenly remembering the demon who should have served here. The couch was empty, and the demon who used to be like a coal ball must be now in the front hall to exchange cups.
After so many years, it has really made it a great judge.
Tushanjun couldn't help laughing. This was fine, so he saved him from killing the devil.
Wave over.
Hot tea appears on the table.
Tushan Jun lifted it up.
Just now, Duan Yi was eager to say something, but he was under control. Not to mention talking to Zi Daoxue, he could not even control his life. He could only hide in Tushanjun's sleeve robe in anger, and until now he squeezed out angry words from his teeth: "You should keep your promise!"
Tushanjun laughed: "To you, I will keep my promise!"
"Or why I'd better kill the devil before leaving."
"Even you are not at ease, I'm afraid the devil will always be like this."
Front hall.
The devil, who had long been one of the four judges in the underworld, shivered.
It seemed like it had forgotten something.
Looking up, Tushanjun, who should have been sitting there, was gone. He was stunned for a moment, and his heart flashed: "Where is a master who is so big... I was still there just now...'
He was so scared that he got up and got up.
Those who are in high positions will be too proud and forget what is the basis for making a fortune.
"Okay, I have a companion on the road to the underworld." Dun Yi gagged and saw it away. Since becoming an immortal could not overcome the hurdle of great terror, what else should he be afraid of?
If Tushan Jun is really strong enough, plus the ten ghost emperors who can resist the battle, then there may be a chance to become an immortal.
Anyway, there is still hope.
Shure.
A figure appeared in the courtyard of the Dan Palace.
"Stop."
Lei Yin suddenly fell, leaving the figure in black robe only a few meters away from the door.
The lights illuminate the other person's raised face.
The person who came was a beautiful woman. She slowly took off her hood, and Fengchai Tou Town added a bit of solemnity to her beauty. She had a phoenix eye, a hanging eyebrows, a face like a frosty moon, and a starry sky.
Against the backdrop of the black robe, it looks like a fairy, descending from the mortal world from the nine heavens and walking in the world of the world in the world.
The fairy saluted: "Why did the teacher leave behind all the ministers in a hurry..."
The person who came was the Empress Dowager of the Underworld.
"I don't like the noise. I'll just eat wine for one day." Tushanjun looked as usual. He had no likes and dislikes of this person. He was also a poor person. After unifying the underworld, he married Wu Rong from Dongyue. However, it was not long. After all, the emperor of Yin is only more than a thousand years old, while Tushanjun has been silent for at least nine hundred years.
"Dan Dian has been banned since the teacher left. I think it must be cleaned."
As he said that, he had to keep moving forward.
"Nothing is just a little spell."
Tu Shanjun frowned, and saw that the other party had already stepped on the steps, only a few steps away from the bronze gate of the main hall. He could only remind the other party in a tactful way: "I'll just call the devil in a while."
However, the other party did not hear the outspoken voice, but instead walked further.
Buzz!
The Queen Mother looked at the invisible curtain rising in front of her in surprise.
"The teacher and the late emperor have been away for a thousand years. He is a cruel person. He left us orphans and widows. If we were not guarded by Yama, we would have been bullied long ago..."
The empress dowager almost shed tears when she told her. Her cultivation level was not high. It would be normal if she did not sit in this position. However, the higher the position, the more coveted it is.
Tushanjun sighed.
Wu Rong was soft-hearted and was afraid that the other party would have no support when he got married, so he left a child in his begging, which pushed the person to the forefront.
Things between men and women are quite ordinary, but even more so for monks. They should not be like this, but they can’t stand the spiritual pleasure. Can ordinary women be the same as the empress dowager in the underworld?
In other words, the Yama Luo was loyal and did not succeed.
It's a pitiful person.
However, Tushanjun still did not let the other party step into the hall.
This woman is not as pitiful and harmless as she seems, but I am afraid that she will use his power to consolidate her position.
It’s not that Tushanjun is unwilling to lend him his tiger skin, but it shouldn’t be like this now…
What a moral character for an orphan man and an orphan woman to live in the same room!
Tu Shanjun's face gradually became colder and he said lightly: "I, Ruzang, the evil master, Luo Shenzhi..."
He said many people's names in one breath.
He continued: "They are all loyal ministers. You don't have to come forward, they will do things for you. I hope you can recognize your identity and status and not do anything that is sorry to him."
By this time, Tushanjun's words were particularly straightforward.
The empress dowager's pitiful expression disappeared in an instant, and her whole body seemed to be completely gone from the weakness and pitifulness she had just now. She was full of sacredness like a real goddess, bowed and said, "Thank you for your reminder."
"Go!"
"Yes, my disciple will leave."
...
"father."
Jinghong walked out of the back hall, holding a spiritual fruit in his hand, looked at the empress dowager's departure back, and said lightly: "I think she is a younger brother and sister, but she is planning to be my stepmother."