The Taoist saint, who was wandering outside the world, sitting cross-legged on the ground and comprehending the way of heaven, suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying divine light burst out.
"The aura of Buddha has disappeared?"
The next moment, the divine light in Dao Sheng's eyes was restrained and he returned to his calm state. His figure gradually disappeared from the mountain behind the Dao Palace and appeared on an unknown mountain peak.
"Lotus Temple"
The Taoist saint looked up at the plaque and stepped in casually.
After a while, the Taoist sage came to the main hall where the Buddha statues were enshrined. The spotless bluestone floor stood out in his eyes.
The Taoist Saint frowned slightly, stretched out his hand and pinched it gently, and a wisp of saint-level aura swayed between his fingers, like a snake trying to break free.
"This is the breath of Buddha. Looking at the clean ground, he must have stayed here and would not have left for more than a quarter of an hour."
"However, under the induction, there is no trace of him at all. It is very likely that he disappeared here. So, where did the Buddha go? Is he alive or dead?"
Countless doubts filled Dao Sheng's mind.
Invisibly, Dao Sheng felt a lot more uneasy, not because he was worried that the Buddha's accident would threaten him, but because the Buddha's sudden disappearance could easily lead to accidents in his carefully planned things.
Thinking of this, Taoist Saint moved his fingers and drew a Eight Diagrams diagram in the sky.
After Taoist Saint finished the painting, countless lines were connected and outlined, and a three-foot-square Bagua diagram appeared in mid-air.
This method of turning emptiness into reality is even better than Zhuang Zhou, who was the best at this.
After drawing the Bagua diagram, the Taoist sage looked solemn, covered his hands and pressed the glowing Bagua diagram into the ground. With a sound like a loud bell, he shouted: "Taoists are the same as Tao. They hold on to the ancient way to control the present.
Knowing the beginning of ancient times, the door of Xuanfei is opened."
I saw that the mountain peak where the Lotus Temple is located seemed to come alive, vibrating at a specific frequency, conveying a certain message.
The Taoist Saint listened carefully for a while, his face was gloomy and he looked very unhappy.
After a while, the Taoist saint's face became as sinking as water, and the world was turned upside down. He drew a Bagua diagram in reverse and sank into the ground again.
At this time, the mountain peaks were shaking more and more violently, and the mist was rising, gradually forming mountains, roads, temples and other objects, restoring the scenes that had happened before.
When part of the fog gathered in one place and was about to form a human figure, a mysterious force came across countless time and space, like a blackboard eraser across a blackboard filled with chalk words, sweeping away part of the fog, leaving behind a
blank.
Seeing this, the Taoist Saint's pupils shrank, and he suddenly stretched his hand into the mist, trying to grasp the mysterious power.
But it came up empty.
In other words, that mysterious power disappeared as quickly as it came. Before the Taoist Saint could react, it had dissipated without a trace, leaving not even the slightest trace.
"Someone has used magical powers to interfere with the secrets of heaven, but who could this person be?"
The Taoist Saint frowned. He had actually been prepared for the fact that he could not get the answer through deduction of heavenly secrets, but after much thought, he could not find anyone who could quietly make the Buddha disappear.
Could it be that the Buddha did it on his own and wanted to use the golden cicada to escape from its shell and hide in the dark to plot?
The Taoist Saint, who was extremely lacking in information and could not come up with a reasonable result through various speculations, looked slightly and stretched out his hand to pop out two streams of light.
Thousands of miles away in Chang'an City, Lin Ze was reviewing a memorial when suddenly a stream of light shot out of the sky and stopped in front of him.
Under Lin Ze's astonished look, the Taoist Saint's voice came from the stream of light: "Come quickly to where the master is. I have something to tell you."
Lin Ze thought for a moment, threw the memorial in his hand aside, followed the direction of the flow of light, took off in the wind, and flew away at top speed.
…
In the house next to the Jianmu Sacred Tree, Zhuang Zhou reached out to take the stream of light, paused for a few breaths, and then turned into three butterflies. One stayed where he was, one landed on the crown of the Jianmu Sacred Tree, and the last one faced the south.
Flap your wings and fly away.
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In front of the Lotus Temple, Lin Zezhuang and Zhou Zhou looked at each other, walked into the hall hand in hand, bowed and said: "Disciple pays homage to the teacher. I wonder why the teacher summoned you this time?"
The Taoist Saint looked at the two proud disciples in front of him and said solemnly: "The Buddha has disappeared."
A strange look appeared on Lin Ze's face when he heard this. The Buddha just disappeared. Is it necessary to call him over to announce it?
Zhuang Zhou answered: "Falling, hiding, can all be considered missing. I wonder what kind of situation the teacher refers to when he disappears?"
Dao Sheng replied in a deep voice: "For me, the aura of the Saint Realm is like a lighthouse in the dark. No matter how far away I am, I can sense his presence."
"Just now, the lighthouse symbolizing the Buddha went out, but the way of heaven did not reveal the changes and news of the fall of the saint. Zhuang Zhou, you should know what this means?"
Zhuang Zhou smiled bitterly and said: "This means that either the Buddha is transcendent and cannot sense his existence based on the teacher's level of cultivation, or the Buddha is on the verge of death and may die at any time."
"If it's the former, after the Buddha transcended, the first thing he concocted was the Taoist Palace. Soon, the Taoist Palace will usher in a catastrophe."
"If it is the latter, the person who can make the Buddha fall silently, except for strong men like the teacher, no one in the world, including the juniors and disciples, can be his opponent. If he continues to do evil, sooner or later he will cause a catastrophe.
"
The Taoist Saint glanced at Lin Ze who was careless and asked: "Lin Ze, did you hear clearly?"
Lin Ze thought for a while and replied: "Disciple, I heard clearly, but there is something unclear and I want the teacher to clarify my confusion."
The Taoist Saint replied crisply: "Ask."
Lin Ze sorted out his words and said, "Teacher has hurriedly summoned the two disciples. In addition to informing the two disciples of the matter and reminding the two disciples to be careful, do you have any other instructions?"
Upon hearing this, Taoist Saint took a deep look at Lin Ze and said calmly: "Master wants you two to find the whereabouts of the Buddha."
Lin Ze couldn't help but frown, the otherworldly version of Where Did Dad Go? Where Did Buddha Go?
Even you can't find the whereabouts of Buddha. If it were the two of us who are far less powerful than you, would we be able to find him?
Lin Ze expressed doubts about this and put forward his own idea: "The disciples believe that no matter whether the Buddha has transcended or fallen, there is no need to look for him."
"Not to mention the vastness of the world, looking for him alone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is difficult to get answers and results. Even if we find it, it may not be a good thing for the Dao Palace."
"In my humble opinion, my top priority is to do my best to cultivate the Jianmu Sacred Tree and help the teacher obtain the opportunity to transcend. Other than that, everything else is vain and there is no need to waste your energy."
Upon hearing this, Taoist Saint looked at Lin Ze indifferently and said nothing for a while.
Seeing this, Zhuang Zhou realized that the atmosphere was not right, and quickly came to the rescue and said: "Junior brother is right. The disappearance of the Buddha is almost nothing compared to cultivating the Jianmu sacred tree and helping the teacher obtain the opportunity to transcend."
"Of course, what the teacher said is not unreasonable. This matter is too strange. For the sake of safety and planning, it is necessary to find out the whole story."
Lin Ze looked at Zhuang Zhou with a strange expression, "You are very good at persuading people. If you make peace with him, you won't be offended."
After listening to what Lin Ze Zhuangzhou said, the Taoist Saint thought for a long time and said slowly: "Buddha, you don't need to look for it anymore. The most important thing is to cultivate the Jianmu Sacred Tree. You don't need to worry about the rest."
"However, those who cultivate the Jianmu Sacred Tree must not relax. I will check my master's books every day. I hope you will not disappoint my master."