Chapter 571 Burning the Sky and Purple Fire (12 Chapters)
On the top of the mountain of Bajing Palace, under an ancient pine, an old man sat cross-legged. He was over seventy years old, and his whole body was introverted, just like an ordinary old man, sitting there as if he was in meditation.
Looking down from here, you can just overlook Xu Ran climbing the bluestone steps below.
When he saw that Xu Ran didn't show anger or anger on his face, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. If he made things difficult for him, the other party should be angry, but why was he looking excited?
The old man is the master of Bajing Palace, Taishang Laojun, also known as Master Xuanxuan, God of Yuanyang, etc.
Nowadays, Buddhism and Taoism are prosperous. He and other powerful men of the older generation enter the world through incarnation, but their true bodies remain hidden from the world. Because they themselves have reached extremely high levels of cultivation, it is difficult for the outside world to attract them.
Occasionally, I would be interested in taking a trip if I found some Chaos Treasures or disciples with good qualifications.
But last time, he accepted a disciple with extremely good qualifications. This was the young disciple he accepted after living in seclusion for hundreds of thousands of years.
One of his incarnations used his life to sit in heaven and refine dozens of gourds of elixirs. Unfortunately, most of them were eaten by a monkey, and the other half was eaten by a monk.
The other party has some good fortune. Not only did he steal the golden elixir, but he also developed piercing eyes.
That monkey was a Buddhist scripture seeker from the West, and he also calculated that the other party would be suppressed by the Tathagata on the Wuzhishan Mountain for five hundred years, which was considered a punishment for stealing the golden elixir.
But this young man must be punished. Even though the one in Heaven is an incarnation, it is still his incarnation. This young man stealing the golden elixir is equivalent to a slap in his face.
But just when he was about to punish the young man, his young apprentice begged him to let him go, so he asked him to come to the Bajing Palace. If the other man passed his test, then the previous grudges would be wiped out.
On the stairs, Xu Ran gritted his teeth. With each step he advanced, the pressure increased, so much so that he would be out of breath before he even took a step forward. Xu Ran sat on the bluestone and panted.
Looking up, I saw that we were still at least two-thirds of the way there.
Xu Ran gave up. Even if he was exhausted, he probably wouldn't be able to climb up, because the force pressing on him was so vast, it was like the sky was falling, making Xu Ran hunchback.
"Damn old man, you asked me to come here and then made things difficult for me, isn't this sick?" Xu Ran thought angrily in his heart.
Although he despised Taishang Laojun's small belly in his heart, Xu Ran was surprised to find that he didn't see anyone after he came here.
You must know that Taishang Laojun is one of the Three Pure Ones. He has lived for countless years and should have taught countless disciples, but there is no one in the Eight Views Palace.
If it weren't for the palace in the mountains, Xu Ran would have mistakenly thought that he was on a desert island.
After resting for a while, Xu Ran climbed up step by step with perseverance and perseverance. He was sweating profusely. I don’t know how long it took, but Xu Ran finally couldn’t hold on any longer. He became confused and finally couldn’t bear it anymore and fell into coma.
passed.
"Being able to walk up to 500 steps under my pressure is considered a person of great perseverance." Just when Xu Ran passed out, Taishang Laojun, who was sitting cross-legged under the ancient pine, nodded with satisfaction.
The bluestone steps below were evolved by Taishang Laojun. The bluestone steps are contaminated with his saintly aura and are full of vast coercion. It would be good if an ordinary immortal can carry the saint's pressure forward two hundred steps.
And Xu Ran has advanced a full five hundred steps, and his perseverance is far beyond that of ordinary immortals. Even Taishang Laojun has to admit that this is a good seedling.
With a wave of his sleeves, Xu Ran, who was unconscious on the bluestone slab, was lifted up by an invisible force and slowly floated upward.
"This boy is definitely not an unknown person. I want to see who his master is. If there is no master, I can consider recruiting a disciple." Taishang Laojun said to himself, and then began to calculate.
Saint cultivation is at its peak in Journey to the West. He knows the past, understands the future, and is omnipotent. It is simply a piece of cake to figure out a person's origin.
"Well, it's this old monster. This old monster is actually not dead." After a while, Taishang Laojun was slightly surprised.
"It turns out he is his disciple. This kid is really lucky, so I won't take it away from him." Taishang Laojun was surprised for a few seconds and said with a slight smile.
When Xu Ran woke up again, he found himself in a futon. This was a hall full of majesty and cold atmosphere. The hall was very ordinary, with only a few oil lamps on.
Xu Ran rubbed his head with a headache. He remembered what happened before. Because he passed out in a coma, he couldn't remember what happened next. Maybe it was because Taishang Laojun brought him here after he passed out.
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"You're awake?" came a childish voice.
Xu Ran turned his head and saw a Taoist boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a delicate appearance and pure eyes, looking at him with clear and transparent eyes.
"Are you Daozu's disciple?" Xu Ran asked.
Taishang Laojun is a saint, and now that he has come to the other party's territory, Xu Ran will naturally not call him by his name, but will call him Daozu. This is a sign of respect for Taishang Laojun.
In the other party's place, you don't dare to make too big a mistake.
"I'm not Taozu's disciple, I'm Tao Tong," Tao Tong corrected.
Taoist boys are different from apprentices. Taoist boys serve Taoist ancestors in daily life and take care of common chores. Although Taoist ancestors also teach other Taoist methods, they are just ordinary Taoist methods.
Disciples, on the other hand, are people who personally teach the Taoist Dharma.
The identity of the Taoist boy and his disciple are thousands of miles apart.
"Daozu has been waiting at Bajing Palace and told you to go see him when you wake up," Tao Tong said.
Xu Ran said: "Then you lead the way."
The Taoist boy led Xu Ran out of the hall and outside. Outside was a dam inlaid with bluestone slabs. It looked old, and there were chirping sounds all around.
Because there are many psychic monkeys jumping around in the surrounding trees.
There is also a group of psychic birds. As for what species they are, Xu Ran doesn’t know.
After following Tao Tong all the way, it took about five minutes to arrive at a majestic palace. On the door plaque were written the three characters "Eight Scenery Palace", with dragons and phoenixes dancing in the air, giving off an awe-inspiring pressure.
"Taozu is inside, you go in," said the Taoist boy standing at the door.
Xu Ran walked in carefully and saw an old man wearing a white robe sitting on the futon. He had white hair and closed his eyes. He looked almost like an ordinary old man.
"This is Taishang Laojun. He looks quite ordinary." Xu Ran muttered in his heart.
Then he raised his head and saw a huge palace lantern hanging above his head. There was a purple flame inside the palace lantern, shining with a strange purple light. It was this purple flame that illuminated the dark hall.
"Burning Sky Purple Fire" Seeing this flame, Xu Ran's heart skipped a beat.