In the Wa Palace, Fuxi looked at the layout that was exactly the same as Fengqi Mountain. The mountains, water, trees, and caves were all the same as they were when the two of them took form, which gave him the illusion of going back in time.
"My sister is interested. This dojo is indeed good. It is more suitable for practicing Taoism than the Tianwai Wa Palace."
"Brother, just like it. Fengqi Mountain is your and my common home. This is Fengqi Mountain in the Splendid Heaven, and it is also our common Taoist temple. It would be best for my brother to stay here and discuss Taoism and practice with my sister.
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Fuxi nodded and said nothing more. The Holy Heaven of Mingluan is a private land designated by the Hunyuan strongmen. Non-Hunyuan strongmen are not allowed to open a realm on their own, but this is really a holy land for cultivation. Even the saints
Everyone flocks to him like a duck, let alone a saint or someone below?
Even though Fuxi has Hunyuan-level power, his own cultivation level is only at Quasi-Saint Perfection. For him, being able to practice here is naturally a dream.
The two walked slowly into the cave. Along the road, there were many familiar flowers and plants with spiritual roots. They had clearly planted them back then. Some were planted by Fuxi himself, and some were planted by the two of them together. It seemed as if they had not grown over the years, but they were still there.
The size of that year.
There are two futons, two cloud beds, and a white jade table in the cave. There is a pot of spiritual tea on it with white mist.
, the tea cup on the right side is decorated with the image of a snake body and a human head, which is a pair of spiritual treasures.
Fuxi entered the cave, thinking about these familiar things that had never been blurred in his memory, and looking at his sister who was leaning down to make tea. He felt instantly satisfied and moved, as if a wanderer who had been wandering outside for a long time returned to the place where he had been away for a long time.
At home, compared to Huoyun Cave, this is his source and destination.
The two of them sat on the futon, neither of them saying a word, savoring the rare warmth. After a long time, they began to describe what they had experienced during this period, as well as words related to the current situation.
"Sister, regarding the matter of helping Confucius become a saint, we need more people's support. Maybe for the sake of the human race, my sister can solve the troubles on the demon race?"
Nuwa smiled and said: "Brother is really making things difficult for me. The demon clan is my own clan, and the human clan is my sub-clan. The palms and backs of my hands are all flesh. It's not good to side with either side."
Fuxi salivated and said: "I don't ask you to deal with the demon clan. Just don't prevent Confucius from becoming a saint, or stop the Taoist clan, the witch clan and other forces. Just let the demon clan stay out of the matter."
Nuwa glared at him and said dissatisfied: "Do you think Emperor Hong and Kunpeng will listen to me and stay away? Hongyun, the first generation of Confucius, died at the hands of the demon clan. How big of a cause and effect? The Haoran created by his Confucianism
Zhengqi is very restrained against the demon clan, if he is allowed to grow bigger, will the demon clan still have a good life in the future?"
Fuxi once again understood the truth and advised: "With the two saints you and Kunpeng, plus Shen Hong, the demon clan is already invincible. What is there to worry about? Even if Confucius attained enlightenment in the human race, it would be nothing more than that.
It’s on par with the demon clan. Besides, my sister has been practicing for countless years and is very powerful, far superior to the new saints, so she doesn’t have to worry about the threat from the human clan at all.”
Nuwa didn't eat anything, just drank tea, and said in a low voice: "If my brother wants to achieve enlightenment, no matter what obstacles come my way, I will not look back. But this Kongqiu has no relationship with me, and he has a grudge against the demon clan, so I helped him."
Aren’t you asking for trouble?”
Seeing that Fuxi still wanted to say something, Nuwa complained dissatisfiedly: "It's not me, but I should know the attitude of the human race towards me. My sacrifices in the human world are gradually decreasing, and not many people know about my achievements in creating humans. Except for the influence of the Sage Sect.
In addition, the human race itself is also interested in getting rid of my influence, but now it knows that I am the Holy Mother?"
Fuxi was very embarrassed. This matter was indeed done intentionally or unintentionally by the sages of the human race. After all, Empress Nuwa was not a human race. To the human race, "if she is not my race, her heart must be different." Especially Confucius, in the human race
The Huayi debate is vigorously promoted internally, let alone the treatment of the two Lich clans.
Coupled with the blood feud between humans and demons, the status of Nuwa was also affected, and she was complained by many humans. If it weren't for the Queen Fuxi, who allowed her descendants to sacrifice endlessly, she would really not have much influence in the human race now.
Fuxi had no choice but to see that his sister had a little temper and seemed to be angry at this moment, so he couldn't say anything anymore, so he had no choice but to keep drinking tea.
Nuwa took a peek and saw that although Fuxi had a gloomy expression, he did not continue to persuade her, so she couldn't help but feel relieved. If her brother insisted on begging her, she really didn't know if she could refuse.
However, over the years, she has gradually come to understand that the human race is unreliable! Humans and demons have different paths. First there was a blood feud, and now there is a dispute between the protagonists of heaven and earth. It is really difficult for both sides to live in peace.
After all, he is a demon clan, and the human race always has a barrier to him. Many times he is more willing to believe in the saints of those sects. His great kindness in creating human beings can be said to be higher than the mountains and deeper than the sea. How many people remember it now?
Don't talk about creating humans for a purpose, then aren't mortal parents giving birth to children just to protect themselves from old age? Shouldn't parents be repaid for their kindness?
On the other hand, as for the Monster Clan, no matter how he changes, he is still a Saint of the Monster Clan. Even if he does nothing, he still enjoys the highest status among the Monster Clan and is regarded as the biggest support by countless Monster Clan. Compared with the changeable minds of the Human Race,
On the contrary, it is even more valuable.
The Selfless Heaven is a newly opened small holy realm in Zhunti, which symbolizes the selflessness of all dharmas.
When Confucius came to the Selfless Heaven, the White Lotus Boy connected him to the Infinite Palace, which is the cave of Chunti, which means infinite light, infinite life, and infinite freedom.
"Fellow Daoist Confucius, you suddenly came to this poor monk. Are you here to donate some sesame oil money? This is really great. My merit box has not received any money for a long time. The poor monk does not despise any spiritual treasures or spiritual materials, including the Hongmeng Heavenly Ruler.
, even a poor monk can bear it."
Confucius sat down on the futon and said with a smile: "Buddha Mother is joking, I'm here to collect a debt. After you pay off the debt you owe me, you can donate as much as you want."
"A debt?" Zhunti looked at Confucius and said with a smile: "The poor monk remembers that he has never borrowed any property from fellow Taoists, so how can he ask for a debt?"
Confucius got straight to the point: "When I was listening to the sermon in Zixiao Palace, I took pity on you and the two of you in the West and donated a holy throne to you two. Now that I, the benefactor, am in trouble, it is your turn to repay the favor."
The incident at Zixiao Palace back then was clearly a bitter plot by Zhunti, and Patriarch Hongyun fell for it. Confucius practiced the sincerity of a gentleman, and he was very repulsive to this kind of evil spirit, so he spoke very rudely.
A trace of embarrassment flashed through Zhunti's heart, but what Confucius said was true and it was hard to get angry, so he had to say: "I want to discuss this matter with my senior brother." Then he told the boy Bailian: "Go and see the master wake up.
Is it done yet?”
The White Lotus boy took the order and left. The Jirana Heaven Paradise Palace that was greeted was not far away, and the Immortal Heaven Sustainability Palace and the Infinite Heaven Palace were finished in the shape of a glyph. They were the small holy realms of the three Buddhist deities respectively.
When Confucius heard that Jieyin was sleeping, he was very surprised and said: "I have only heard that the demon ancestor Rahu likes to take a nap. When did your family's Jieyin Buddha also start to follow the tricks of the demon ancestor? Could this be considered a kind of arty style?
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Zhunti's mouth twitched slightly, and he explained in an understatement: "The Demon Ancestor Rahu sleeps for the sake of sleeping, and only sleeps for an hour at noon. But my senior brother sleeps for the sake of practice, twelve hours a day. How can this be called learning?
What about the Demon Ancestor? Besides, the Demon Ancestor cannot lead the trend. Even if you learn, you can’t imitate him. His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven likes to watch singing and dancing, and the Empress of Heaven likes to enjoy flowers. They are much more elegant than sleeping."
"So you are imitating His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven and starting to sing and dance?"
Confucius showed a look of enlightenment: "I said that Buddhism suddenly had a lot of joyful methods. The joyful Buddha specialized in transforming witches into concubines. I think most of them were given to Buddhas like you. You Buddhists are known as monks and don't get close to women.
, but he has such a behavior of harboring filth, catching colds, and immorality, and he does so under the guise of learning from His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven. I believe that his old man definitely doesn’t think so.”
"You, don't make up nonsense, slander the Buddhas, and slander the Buddha's Dharma." Zhunti's face changed, and he was a little angry: "Everything cannot escape the distinction between yin and yang. What's wrong with our Buddhist sect establishing a yin and yang happy Buddha? The way of men and women,
It is the most intuitive embodiment of yin and yang. The Huanxi Dharma is the right way. Don’t judge others by yourself, thinking that everyone is a hypocrite like your Confucian, full of male thieves and female prostitutes!”
Confucius said with a smile: "Why should Mother Buddha be so angry? Qiu is just discussing the matter! Besides, you say that Buddhism and Demonic Cult have the same origin. It is not too shocking for Buddha to imitate Demonic Ancestor to sleep. There is no need to deny it."
"This statement by fellow Taoist Confucius is a great fallacy. Demonic religion and Buddhism are like two lotuses blooming from the same stem, originating from the same source but different dharma. Demonic Patriarch and I both practiced in dreams, and the great enlightenment attained by Lao Ji in the dream can save all sentient beings.
The merits are immeasurable. But the demon ancestors carry out deeds to destroy the world in dreams, killing endlessly, and their karma is overwhelming. This is the difference between Buddha and demons."
As the voice came, Jie Yin sat on the twelve-grade golden lotus, holding a Buddhist bead in his left hand and a cassock in his right hand. With a look of pain on his face, he landed opposite Confucius.