On the top of the gods, the situation is changing.
With the emergence of five mysterious maps, the debate between Xiao Huang and Xiao Huang has been led in another direction.
The purpose of this meeting was accomplished, and Yama, the dead ghost of the piano, left the venue first and sped away.
When Feng Chenzi and Di Yang saw this, they looked at each other.
Feng Chenzi suddenly said: "Sage and Confucian, it's time to return the things we borrowed from businessmen in the past."
The saintly Confucian glanced at Di Yang and then at Feng Chenzi. This hit the mark. He understood the entanglement of grievances and grudges. He smiled and said: "My friend, can you tolerate it for a while? I have been feeling tired recently and my heart hurts suddenly.
, I am afraid that the old disease will relapse, and I still need to use it to regulate the yin and yang qi."
Feng Chenzi pondered, and he knew what he meant. The heartache was just an excuse. The real heartache lay in Wan Nian Cang.
Sure enough, the sage Confucian Ziqian said again: "Everyone, Yi Zhenhuan Wan Nian Cang has been born. It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil. This person behaves strangely, so be careful."
As soon as these words came out, the heroes were shocked, and the Buddha was also moved.
In the past, the world was dominated by ten thousand thoughts, and the talents and talents were unmatched. The three religions bowed their heads, and even the saint Qiu Zi had to bow his head, which shows his power.
Venerable Ajia said: "Friends Feng Chenzi and Ziqian, at this time, the three religions should unite as one to fight the coming disaster. We must not be greedy for old feelings and ignore the teachings."
The meaning is pointed out, the sage and Confucian nodded dryly, but Feng Chenzi was not happy when he heard the words.
He was used to the world and had a sophisticated ear, but he couldn't listen to these great principles and important things. He didn't want to waste words and walked away.
After leaving the summit of the gods, he did not stop at the Taoist gate. He disappeared in the blink of an eye and left a voice: "One month later, I will go to Chuyang Mountain in person. I hope you will not break your promise and postpone it again."
However, Fengchenzi, who hugged the yin and yang, came out of the summit of the gods, turned into light and galloped towards the appointed place. On the way, he suddenly felt that his soul was shaking, his body was unstable, and he was about to collapse.
He stopped immediately and wondered: Well... there is a difference in the main body and it affects the clone. What happened?
Just when he was puzzled, a majestic figure suddenly flashed through his mind and disappeared in an instant.
However, at that moment, the look cast by that stalwart figure made him feel frightened and chilled.
"It's Sanfeng Shizun, a monster. I can't lose my body. It is the key to check and balance Sanfeng Shizun in the future and prevent it from getting out of control. Now, who can help me stabilize my body and suppress my soul? Well... maybe
Only you, Wan Nian Cang!"
As my mind spins, a person appears, and then my mind wanders across the sea.
"It's helpless, Yue Xi, don't blame me for breaking the appointment. Fortunately, there is Di Yang in charge, although he may not be able to kill Yama, the dead ghost of the piano, so he should be safe."
Galloping along the light, non-stop all the way, non-stop for a moment, reaching the boundless sea.
Feng Chenzi stood in mid-air, watching the rolling waves, watching the bamboo forest swaying like the sea, the scenery remains the same. Watching the people on the cliff, petrified, looking forward to their return in the posture of prayer.
"Elven Wei Yu, sister, I am back, and the person you are waiting for is also back. You have been waiting so hard, so hard!"
With a long sigh, the fluttering figure fell into the three thousand bamboo forest.
I heard him chant:
"Half life is yin and yang, half life is fate, half life is cultivation and half life is mystery.
Wandering in the world of mortals, enlightened by the wind and dust, and returned to the Legend of Taiyi Dongwang."
The bamboo forest is quiet and quiet, and the bamboo shadows are also quiet. Walking in it, your heart and feelings are quiet, and you have reached the end before you know it.
Seeing the clouds and mist lingering, the water vapor transpiring, and the brilliance shining through, it is like a dream or illusion, and it seems fake yet real.
Feng Chenzi took a step forward and suddenly felt that space and time were changing. He listened to the water falling thousands of feet, splashing water mist that covered his eyes; he listened to the conversation and laughter, and was full of truths and lessons.
He walked out from the flowing water and stepped into the fairyland. When he saw a man in the pavilion, leaning on his head and doing something, raising a cup and drinking tea, he was shocked: The source of evil has existed for thousands of generations.
Kuang Qianshi smiled and said: "Friend, you are a visitor again in this fairyland. I recognize you, Feng Chenzi, who embraces the yin and the yang. In the past, the three paths joined forces to fight against my demon source clone and blew it up. With such cultivation,
It’s not bad, please take a seat.”
He took the cup, poured a cup of tea, and placed it across from him. Although the heroes of the Taoist sect are hostile, they are worthy of respect.
At the bottom of the pool, Wan Nian Cang smiled and said: "Haha, my little brother is here. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. Take a seat. Today I won't talk about grudges, only romance."
Feng Chenzi said: "Brother, I came here to ask for something..."
"Shh... Needless to say, I know what you want. Don't worry, nothing will happen until you are born in the fairyland. Just take a seat."
He knew at a glance what was true and false. His body was unstable and his soul was in turmoil. It was a big trouble.
Feng Chenzi sensed that he had indeed returned to normal. He sat opposite Moyuan Kuangqianshi, drank a cup of tea, and felt comfortable and relaxed.
Suddenly he heard the sound of dripping, and he looked up and saw an hourglass hanging, with grains of sand slowly falling down for time.
"Huh? Strange, when did the hourglass timepiece come?"
Just when he was confused, he suddenly heard movement behind the running water.
Mo Yuankuang Qianshi smiled and said: "It's strange, it's strange, my friend is very secretive here, but people are coming one after another today."
The three of them looked around and were surprised to see a blue figure slowly walking out of the flowing water...
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The top of the gods.
As the ghosts Yama and Feng Chenzi left one by one, people's hearts have dispersed, and there is no need to continue this meeting.
The holy Confucian said: "Everyone, the affairs in our religion are complicated. Please take the first step."
Venerable Ajia also said: "Sage, please be patient. I have something to discuss, so let's come together. Everyone, please."
"Please."
Saint Confucian Zigan and Venerable Ajia left the summit of the gods together, each went to where Buddha and Confucianism were stationed to signal, and then turned into light and left.
In the wilderness, two people walked slowly.
Venerable Ajia said: "In recent years, Buddhism has been undergoing constant changes. First, a demon from the Buddha came out of the world to disrupt the Buddhist world. The demon tried the seven laws to cross the Buddha's heart. Although it was hindered by the eight questions of the Buddha's voice, it was still difficult to cross.<
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Recently, another incident occurred in Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea. The hidden worldly wish is like taking advantage of the Great Harmony Vow, which has triggered a dispute among Buddhist sects. The bloody sea of murder caused by Xunming in the past days and nights may befall me."
At this point, Venerable Ajia let out a long and sad sigh.
The sage Confucian was meditating deeply, and knowing what he meant, he must have something to seek for, and said: "The three teachings are essentially one. If a friend has difficulties, it's okay to just talk."
Venerable Ajia said: "Among the Buddhists, there are very few people I trust. If I encounter disaster in the future, I will ask my friends to rescue me."
"Natural."
The two talked for a while, and then they came to a fork in the road. They each took care of it and went their separate ways.
From behind, Zihua and Jiang Cai followed. There were also Buddhist disciples who followed Venerable Ajia.
Zihua said: "Brother, how did the meeting go?"
The saintly Confucian glanced at him, and after a moment he said: "Discuss some things, agree on some things, and prohibit some things. However, verbal discussions should not be taken seriously, but in the end, it still depends on strength."
Whoever is strong will have strong words.
The three people turned into light, flew across the sky, and headed for Chuyang Mountain. On the way, they suddenly saw ghostly energy rising into the sky, blocked by the formation, and they had no choice but to land on the mountain peak not far away.
The holy Confucian frowned and shouted: "Who is blocking the way?"
A group of ghostly energy flew out from the mountain, transformed into an elegant scholar in the sky, shook his bone fan gently, and felt like a bamboo in his chest.
I heard him say: "I know you below, I have met the Confucian sage, and I am here to see you off. Please."
With a word of "please", you can suddenly see the mountains in all directions, and the ghost energy is rising into the sky, cutting off the earth's veins and breaking the sky.
In the formation, a suppressive force suddenly arose, and the three saints and Confucians were suppressed. Their strength, body, and foundation were all affected, and their strength was less than 50%.
In an instant, four ghosts formed a formation and transformed into a ghost prison on earth, intending to kill the three saints and Confucians.
"Hmph, delusion." The sage was angry, drew his virtue sword, concentrated his strength and slashed, breaking a corner of the formation instantly.
When Fuzhizhi saw this, he immediately entered the formation and fought against the three saints.
At the corner of the formation that was broken, ghostly energy quickly came forward to maintain the operation of the formation again.
"How can you alone defeat me? Defeat."
After fighting for several rounds, Fuzhi was surrounded by dangers. At the moment when De's sword fell into the sky, the strange music of the piano was heard again, sweeping the world and stirring up the situation.
The saintly Confucian felt something bad: Yama, the dead ghost of the piano...