"Red Boy has also become the slave of Prince Feng."
"The Bull Demon King and his wife even knelt down before Feng Zhou. How can they still have the spirit of a demon king?"
"I didn't expect that the prince of the Imperial Kingdom would have such powerful abilities. It's really terrifying!"
"What's more? I heard that in order to save her child, Princess Iron Fan offered her a banana fan, but the prince didn't like it at all!"
The news about Qijue Ridge quickly spread to many demon clans in Xiniu Hezhou, and was talked about by almost all parties and places.
Pansi Cave, Muxian Temple, Heishui River, Pingding Mountain, and even the three demon kings of the Lion and Camel Kingdom were all shaken.
Speaking of which, the Shitu Kingdom and Shitu Ridge are located to the west of the Zhuzi Kingdom, seven thousand miles away from the royal city, and an army can reach them within four months of walking.
In ancient times, the distance between the two countries was considered very close.
"Third brother, I have been discussing with your second brother for a long time, and we both feel that the prince of the Zhuzi Kingdom has far more magical power than the two of us. However, third brother, you are of noble birth, have powerful magic power, and have few enemies in the world. If the prince of the Zhuzi Kingdom raises his troops to attack,
Can you stand up to him?"
In the Lion Camel Cave in Shituo Ridge, the eldest brother, the green-haired lion monster, said to his third brother, the golden-winged roc eagle.
The yellow-tusked elephant next to him nodded at the same time and looked at the third brother.
The face of the third golden-winged roc eagle turned cold, and he smiled: "Speaking of the fact that he and I have a grudge against each other, this prince of the Zhuzi Kingdom killed the two young sons of my compatriot eldest sister. If Tathagata Buddha hadn't said that he was in trouble, I
He has been caught and eaten a long time ago. But don’t worry, two brothers, if he doesn’t come, I will spare his life. If he comes, I will eat everything in the Zhuzi Kingdom. But the three of us will eventually eat it.
Scholars, please don’t forget the meaning of eternal life and boundless life. So before that, don’t worry about other things.”
"We will never forget it." The green-haired lion and the yellow-tusked old elephant said together, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief.
You must know that the strength of the Bull Demon King is not inferior to them.
Even he was subdued, and the three old monsters were more than a match for him.
It would be best not to be an enemy of him.
…
Lingshan, Daleiyin Temple, Buddha's Residence.
Among the ten disciples of my Buddha, the World-Honored One, Ananda is number one.
Therefore, on Lingshan Mountain, he was the first to hear about Fengzhou Qijueling and reported it to the Buddha.
The Buddha was silent for a long time, opened his eyes, smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. This is a kind-hearted wise man who has become a saint through his merits. The poor monk cannot see through the grudges between him and me, the Buddha. He looks at all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, but he subdues the dragon."
Arhat has an old relationship with him."
The Dragon-Subduing Arhat was waiting on the side. He was slightly startled when he heard this. He hurriedly clasped his hands together and said, "World Honored One, I don't know him."
The World-Honored One laughed heartily: "There are thousands of Buddhist dharma. You should know the affairs of heaven and earth, and you should also know the rights and wrongs of the past and the future. Among the three thousand auspicious rivers, there are always two long rivers that meet. Maybe you two will meet there."
The Subduing Dragon Arhat and Ananda looked at each other in confusion. They didn't know why, but they didn't dare to ask any more questions. They just folded their hands and retreated.
But the Buddha said again: "Ananda, call Venerable Guanyin over. I have something to say to him."
"Disciple, obey."
After a while, Guanyin Bodhisattva arrived, and the World Honored One walked with him in the courtyard.
All the monks knew that the two had important matters to discuss, so they all stayed away.
In this courtyard, I saw fairy apes picking fruits into the peach forest, but it was like fire burning gold; white cranes and pine trees stood on the branches, just like smoke holding jade. There were twins of colorful phoenixes and green luan.
The twins of colorful phoenixes sing towards the sun and the world is auspicious; the blue luan is paired in pairs, dancing in the wind, which is rare in the world. I also see the yellow and golden mandarin ducks, and the bright and colorful tiles are paved with agate.
The east row and the west row are full of pistil palaces and pearl palaces; in the south and north, there are no treasure pavilions and pearl towers.
The heavenly king's hall is emitting rays of rays of light, and the front of the Dharma Protector Hall is emitting purple flames. The pagoda appears, and the fragrance of flowers in the bowl is excellent. It is the earth that transcends doubts and the sky is different. The clouds are leisurely and the day is long. The mortal world will not end all the conditions, and the great Dharma hall will be without loss for ten thousand kalpas.
The World Honored One asked: "Venerable Guanyin, how is Luo Luo doing now?"
Luoluo was the legitimate son of the Buddha before he became a monk. He became a monk at the age of fifteen and ranked first in the secret practice among the ten disciples of the Buddha.
"I, the Buddha, have been informed of the practice of Luo Luo Mi. He incarnated as a golden cicada and was reborn in the eastern part of China. He became a monk at the full moon. Now his parents are both dead. He is practicing under the elders of Hongfu Temple. His attainments in Buddhism are getting better and better day by day." Guanyin.
Bodhisattva’s teachings.
"I want to make the golden cicada go west to seek scriptures and obtain the Mahayana Buddha Dharma. Can I do it now?"
The Bodhisattva lowered his head and meditated for a moment, then slowly shook his head: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate. From the perspective of a poor monk, this is the time when Jin Chanzi is making great progress in the Dharma. If you want to meditate hard and practice hard, you can't go far into the rivers and lakes."
The Buddha nodded slowly: "In that case, let him continue to practice, and then make plans after his Buddhist career is complete."
He paused and then said: "This poor monk has already discussed this matter with Amitabha, Taiqing Heavenly Lord, Yuqing Heavenly Lord, and Jade Emperor Heavenly Lord. All parties have nodded. When Jin Chanzi completes his homework,
You can make plans early."
Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva bowed and saluted: "The poor monk will obey the law, but now it seems that if Jin Chanzi practices hard for another seven years, he will be able to consolidate his Buddhist principles and be able to travel to the west."
Fu Fu nodded repeatedly and praised: "Good, good, it is indeed Venerable Guanyin. He has great supernatural powers and handles things properly."
…
In the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain, there is an immortal named Zhen Yuanzi, who is also known as Tongshijun. He has great magical power and has countless immortals under his sect. Many of them are serving in the heaven, and many are overseas.
Tao, all have true results.
But he has always kept a low profile and few people know about him, so that at this time, he only has forty-eight disciples left.
Moreover, among these forty-eight disciples, there are many who are of bad character. For example, the two youngest disciples, Qingfeng and Mingyue, are one thousand three hundred and twenty years old and the other one thousand two hundred years old. Each of them is older than the Bull Demon King.
However, his roots and bones are very poor, his magic power is low, and it is difficult to achieve enlightenment.
If such a disciple goes out, it will only make people think that Wuzhuang Temple is not up to standard, or that Zhen Yuanzi cannot teach his disciples.
If this continues, in a few years, Zhen Yuanzi may not even be able to recruit any disciples.
If the ancestor of the majestic Earth Immortal did not have any disciples to accompany him, wouldn't he lose face in the Three Realms?
"This sealing boat palm killed the True Immortal Ruyi, and now it has trapped Red Boy, making the Bull Demon King and his wife kneel down to beg for mercy. Now it has become a powerful force in the sky. If we can be involved with him, the name of my Wuzhuang Temple should be spread.
Already.
"No, his reputation will only get louder and louder. It's better to take a long-term view and never make a fuss about it at this time, otherwise people with discerning eyes will see through it."
…
In the demon world of Xiniu Hezhou, various sounds of horror are constantly heard.
But in those realms of Zhengguo Immortal, it is as calm as a pond.
It's just that there is an undercurrent surging beneath the pond, which is unknown to outsiders.
But Qijue Ridge in the Zhuzi Kingdom is full of life.
Because the special economic zone was to be built and people were constantly migrating here, the imperial court had allocated enough food, grass and money. Everyone did not have to worry about food, drink and clothing, as long as they worked under the arrangements of the officials.
Of course, Feng Zhou has to sit in command and pay attention to the progress of every point and every aspect at all times.
Because in the feudal era, the management level and people's initiative were very low, so he needed his hands-on teaching.
Of course, in the ancient environment, no matter how active they were, they would not be able to create many things due to limited productivity.
Such as cement.
So Feng Zhou left Hong Boy behind.
This guy has been practicing in the Flame Mountain for two hundred years and has developed the magical power of Samadhi True Fire.
However, Qijueling is short of coal, making it difficult to build brick kilns, cement kilns and the like on a large scale.
After all, there are persimmon trees all over the mountains and plains, so you can’t cut them down to burn fires, right?
Isn’t that putting the cart before the horse?
But with Red Boy, all problems can be solved.
His Samadhi True Fire can burn brightly even if water is added to it, and it is even easier to bake bricks, tiles and cement.
Soon, Qijue Ridge fell into busyness.
Wide cement roads lead into the distance, with spacious residences, shops, workshops, and school buildings rising from the ground.
Five thousand households, more than 20,000 people, either entered workshops, rented shops, or entered school buildings to teach and study.
The Qijueling Special Economic Zone was soon on the right track.
By the second year, various products made from persimmons, in exquisite packaging, were sold throughout the cities and villages of the Zhuzi Kingdom, and were also exported to neighboring countries in large quantities.
In just two years, the Qijueling Special Economic Zone became profitable, and Zhuzi Country's treasury revenue also increased significantly.
When the news came, the whole country was shocked.