The gray-backed partridge is hiding deep in the canopy of trees and cries, its sound is as clear as a silver bell.
In the early morning, the green grass was covered with huge dewdrops, swaying slightly and lowering the head.
The thick smoke is thick and steaming, covering Ermu Mountain from the sun.
This mountain peak is located in the northern vein of Dongting Lake, opposite the Chishui River. There are a few ancient trees growing sporadically on the mountain, and there are golden wheat ears everywhere.
If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if it has immortals.
The owner of Ermu Mountain is named Jiang Han, and his body is a golden turtle.
During the Lich Tribulation, Jiang Han was forced by the Wu clan to join the Heavenly Court. Because he was proficient in the deduction method of Zhidao, he was assigned to the Tushan Ancestor to assist all the great saints of Zhidao to jointly deduce the Zhoutian Star Dou Formation.
Of course, Jiang Han's strength was weak and he was not qualified to intervene in the operation of the main formation. He was assigned by Tu Shan to be responsible for the small formation of stars on the third circle of seven weeks. Through the two powers of wind channel and water channel, it lit up the wind, and the two stars of Yunnan and Tibet made it shine.
Wan Zhang, assists the normal operation of Zhoutian Xingdou.
The bloodline of the Money Turtle is naturally suitable for the deduction of wisdom, and after coming to the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, it became even more like a fish in water. Tu Shan paid special attention to Jiang Han, and personally set up and dismantled the formations to teach him. Within a hundred years or so, Jiang Han became a unique master of wisdom.
It's a pity that all the wise creatures in the ancient world have a common enemy.
The Way of Heaven.
The way of heaven pays attention to following the rules, and the way of wisdom predicts the future, avoids disasters, seizes opportunities, and causes deviations in the trajectory of the way of heaven.
After the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation appeared, it shocked the world and at the same time pushed the Zhidao school to its peak.
Bai Ze, Fu Xi, Tu Shan... several talented Zhi Dao masters, under the leadership of Di Jun, joined forces to pioneer and innovate, and collapsed into the heaven through the ant's nest, overthrowing the demon clan.
In just one thousand years, Zhidao has become so prosperous that it has suppressed other schools at the bottom and is unable to stand out.
However, all things in the world need to be balanced, and only by restricting each other can heaven and earth go forward in the long run.
For this reason, the way of heaven rotates, giving birth to new schools to suppress the way of wisdom.
Luck.
Luck is so majestic that it condenses the ethereal luck into the foundation and transforms it into mountains, rivers, birds, beasts and many other auspicious things. No matter what your calculations, I will still stand firm.
A blessed mind, smooth winds and rivers, good fortunes, phoenixes and sunrises... Hundreds of schools of thought contend, like a rock that remains unmoved in the waves of wisdom.
There was once a powerful man who, with great luck, rushed into the starry formation in the sky single-handedly. Under the trillions of stars, not even a leaf touched his body. In the blink of an eye, the stars shattered into pieces and countless monsters were killed and injured.
Jiang Han was seriously injured in that catastrophe. His cultivation level regressed to the middle stage of Earth Immortal, and he hid in Ermu Mountain to survive.
"Senior Manjusri, please follow me. The great master has been waiting inside for a long time." Su Ming led the way in a flattering manner, his monk's robe in pieces, revealing his scarred back.
The aura of ice and snow is like the gangrene of the tarsal bones, exuding a biting cold air that prevents the physical body from recovering, and twists towards the limbs and bones crazily.
Su Ming walked quickly ahead, grinning and sucking in the cool air, but did not dare to make any sound, simply turning into a fish drifting without water.
Passing through the mist of Ermu Mountain, the Gengjin aura suddenly filled the world.
The star-studded bamboo forest is blooming with dazzling golden light, full of killing intent.
On the ground, there is gurgling water, and the stones are covered with moss, which is a bit abrupt on the bare ground.
The bright yellow bamboo shoots burst out of the ground, greedily absorbing spiritual power.
The swimming fish took Manjusri to the mountainside and disappeared into a stream of light.
Smoke fills the air and toads chirp.
The money turtle turned into a beast, lying on the ground shivering, with a middle-aged man sitting on its back.
He was wearing a golden gown, his face was full of indifference, and he looked down at all living beings from a high position.
The light of the dotted bamboo forest shines on the face, making the face look cold and flawless, and the slightly narrowed eyes reveal cold murderous intent.
He is Daluo Jinxian, who enforces the law in the West, is decisive in killing, the direct disciple of Zhunti Saint, and Jin Chanzi, the younger brother of the future Buddha Maitreya!
He is the transformation of the six-winged golden cicada, a foreign species from the ancient times. He is born to be violent and cruel. He is in charge of the rules of punishing evil in the West. He has arrested countless young people and beheaded countless evil sects. He has used the mountains of corpses, seas of blood and bones as the foundation to build the West.
A prosperous age.
His hands were stained with blood, but no one felt the sharp edge in Mount Sumeru, where the sky was filled with flowers and auspiciousness.
"Come up and sit down." Jin Chanzi sat on the turtle's back and waved to Manjusri.
He has a high status and is in the realm of Daluo Jinxian, but he doesn't have the airs of a superior person at all. Instead, he is somewhat polite and easy-going.
Manjusri didn't show any pretense, he jumped on the money turtle and sat opposite the golden cicada.
"What are your instructions, senior?"
"The sage said that a person with great wisdom appeared in the East, so he wanted to come over to win over him." Jin Chanzi said calmly, without any hesitation.
Hearing this, Manjusri was a little stunned. In his previous life, he had no contact with this Golden Chanzi, especially after the other party turned into a sandalwood merit Buddha and stayed in Liangshan.
How could this Jin Chanzi, who was aloof and indifferent by nature, take the initiative to win over him?
As if seeing the doubts in Manjusri's heart, Jin Chanzi explained.
"When the Western religion was established, I was conferred the title of Venerable Vairocana by the saints. I broke through the Dharma Golden Immortal Queen and became Vairocana Buddha, and achieved the status of Dharmakaya Buddha. However, after tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, I often think about what is a Buddha?"<
/p>
Manjusri held the cold bottle and shook his head with a wry smile.
"Senior is already a great master in the West, but the doubts in his heart cannot be answered by an immortal like me."
"Yes, you don't know, I don't know, and the saint doesn't know either." Jin Chanzi narrowed his eyes and spoke in a leisurely tone.
Buddhism and Taoism are different.
Taoism is preceded by the Six Holy Pearls, Hongjun taught the ancient world, and Pangu created the world. Thousands of schools have a long history, and each avenue has its pioneers pioneering it, just like the stars shining brightly in the sky.
Buddhism is just the opposite. There is no leader to open the way ahead. Even the two sages of the West entered the Buddha from the Tao. All living beings practice Buddhism and attain the Tao, but they don’t know what a Buddha is.
Because of this, Saint Zhunti used great wisdom to sacrifice good corpses and construct an illusory Buddha as a sustenance in the dream.
Although the Buddha is illusory, he can continue to piece it together with the blessing of the wishes of all living beings, just like a broken mirror gradually recovering.
When all the mirror fragments are collected in the West and all the auspicious ones in the West are seated, the Buddha will truly appear in the world.
However, this is a mirror after all. Before Manjusri died, he had never seen the real Buddha.
The Buddha has three bodies, namely the Dharmakāya Buddha of Vairocana Buddha, the Sambhogakaya Buddha of Lusena Buddha, and the Yingākāya Buddha of Sakyamuni Buddha. The thoughts of the three merge into the Buddha's radiance, which spreads to the vast wilderness and transcends all living beings in the world.
, interpret the truth according to circumstances.
"Senior, can you please explain clearly what you have to say?" Manjusri said, holding the cold bottle.
Jin Chanzi's eyes flashed, and he thought for a moment and said: "I can vaguely feel that in addition to the Dharmakaya Buddha, there are two Buddha bodies and fruit positions. Help me find them and kill them. Maybe I can know what a Buddha is.
."
After hearing this, Manjusri couldn't help but stand up from the turtle's back and said loudly: "I am a kind person."
Keng!
The golden light shines, and the sharp edge suddenly pierces the neck.