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Chapter 53: Thousands of miles of rivers and rivers let me fly

Under the Big Buddha.

Xia Mang came, his pace was not fast, but very steady. Finally, he walked to the Six-wheeled Buddha, looked at him and said: "Xia Mang also wants to do his part for the human race in the southwest sea area. I think the holy monk will not refuse." Bar?"

He looked directly at the Six Wheel Buddha, his eyes were clear and calm.

"You want to go too?"

The Six-wheeled Buddha was stunned and couldn't help but frown. He had promised the one at the top of Kunlun that Xia Mang would stay in the emperor's palace and not be allowed to leave too far. This was a disguised form of house arrest.

A few days ago, Xia Mang went out to sea on a bamboo raft. He turned a blind eye and was sure that Xia Mang would not escape through this. But this time it was different. This time they wanted to rush to rescue the islands and must go deep into the southwest. In the sea, if you are not careful, you may have an accident or even lose your life.

He knew that nothing unexpected could happen to Xia Mang. Compared with putting him under house arrest, what was more important was that he lived.

But this trip to the southwestern sea may be in danger of life or death.

Everyone looked strange. They all knew what happened to Xia Mang. It was not easy for Xia Mang to leave Tianzique easily.

"If he takes the opportunity to escape, the six-wheeled Buddha and Prajna Temple will be guilty of a huge crime." Someone murmured: "When the most powerful empress of Kunlun is convicted, I am afraid that Prajna Temple will not be able to afford it."

"The entire southwestern sea is not safe. Where can he escape to? The Sea of ​​Monsters?"

"Perhaps he really wanted to do his best and be the Xia Emperor for seven days..."

"I feel...something weird!"



Everyone whispered, some people felt that Xia Mang had ulterior motives and wanted to take this opportunity to escape.

This is what worries the Six Wheel Buddha. To be honest, Xia Mang is not very old, but in his opinion, there is something mysterious about it that he cannot see through.

Haiyuan looked at Xia Mang, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Xia Xiaoyou really wants to go?"

Xia Mang nodded. He looked towards the southwest sea with a somewhat distant look in his eyes, and said: "A hero in troubled times, drawing a sword to slay demons, traveling to the end of the world with a sword... This has been my dream since childhood."

"A hero in troubled times, wielding a sword to the end of the world..."

Haiyuan looked at Xia Mang, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, and finally he put his hands on his hands and laughed and said: "Well said, a man should use a sword to travel to the end of the world!"

Then he said to the Six Wheel Buddha: "Master, let him follow me and walk with me. I promise to bring him back intact. If anything goes wrong, I will go to Kunlun to apologize."

He is very serious and obviously really cares about Xia Mang.

The Six-wheeled Buddha is helpless. You want to bring him back, but he must be willing to come back when the time comes! Besides...if something goes wrong, what's the use of asking for forgiveness?

He was really worried about involving Prajna Temple, but Haiyuan opened his mouth. If he refused again, it would be too unkind, so he could only agree against his will, but told Xia Mang: "You must come back, otherwise..."

Otherwise, I, Prajna Temple, will be tricked by you!

He didn't say this sentence, but he knew that Xia Mang must understand what he meant.

When Xia Mang saw the Six-wheeled Buddha relenting, his eyes suddenly brightened, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, holy monk, I will definitely come back... You still can't trust me, Xia Mang?"

Of course I can't trust you!

Six Wheel Buddha secretly said that he finally understood that Xia Mang was very difficult to deal with. He was by no means the kind of guy who would accept death. When encountering a problem, if he couldn't force it, he would try to take a detour.

Such a person is not a dead-headed person, but a smart person with a flexible mind. Of course, a smart person will not be willing to be under house arrest in the emperor's palace forever!

"I don't know how long Tianzique can keep you trapped?"

Six-wheeled Buddha sighed, he had a vague hunch that that day would not be too far away, because people like Xia Mang would not really be willing to be trapped in one place. He would definitely go out, wallow in this troubled world, and make waves.

"Everyone has a rest overnight and will go to sea immediately tomorrow morning." Haiyuan said, asking everyone to find a place to rest and recharge their batteries.

Today, the Mountain Creation Demon King made a surprise attack. Everyone was seriously injured, some were disabled, and the rest were extremely tired. They really needed to rest. Going to sea early tomorrow morning would give everyone a buffer time.

Xia Mang took Shituo Ling and returned to Tianzi Palace.

Behind, Su Qingmeng kept staring at Xia Mang's back, her beautiful eyes slightly dim. At this time, Haiyuan came over. He glanced at the direction Xia Mang left and said to Su Qingmeng: "Qingmeng, you and him... morning Just acquaintance?"

Su Qingmeng was slightly startled, then nodded and said: "Four years ago."

"Four years ago?"

Haiyuan thought for a moment and said: "I remember that after you went out and returned to Lingyun two years ago, the flawless sword was unstable and had flaws, which made your master Lei Lei furious... Is it because of him?"

Su Qingmeng fell silent.

"So, he is the flaw in your sword's heart!"

Haiyuan's eyes changed, and he comforted Su Qingmeng and said, "Don't worry too much. There is no such thing as an absolute. Who says a flaw must be a flaw? There are twists and turns, and whether things turn out well or not, it is also the way to find a path... Maybe this is how you break the original shackles, An opportunity to move toward Tongtian Sword Dao!"

Su Qingmeng was stunned on the spot.



Xia Mang returned to the emperor's palace.

Situoling was probably frightened and went to bed early, but the little black monkey and the little silver fox had long since disappeared, and even the golden-winged pony was "abducted" and ran away, jumping deep into the forest.

Dusk fell and the sky became dark.

Xia Mang was practicing Qigong on the top floor of Tianzi Tower to heal his injuries. Then he woke up and read a few more Buddhist scriptures, but the obscure words throughout them made him frown.

Soon after, he took the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra" and left the Emperor's Palace.

He came to the two old trees.

A peach blossom is as brilliant as the morning glow, and a pear blossom is as crystal clear as snow petals. The two overlap and complement each other. The pink and crystal white contrast with each other. It is really beautiful and a picturesque scene.

Xia Mang sat casually against the ancient pear tree and read the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma. In fact, he had read this sutra several times, but his understanding was always limited and he could not go deep into it, so he kept it in his hand. Look through it, ponder it carefully, and understand it.

In such a picturesque artistic conception, there seemed to be some kind of "external cause" at play, and he quickly fell into it and was unable to extricate himself.

After consulting the Lotus Flower of Wonderful Dharma and realizing the truth of Chan Family Buddhism, he seemed to be in a wonderful situation, absorbing the principles of Buddhism bit by bit.

After a long time, Xia Mang came back to his senses. He closed the Lotus Sutra of Wonderful Dharma, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said to himself: "The truth of Buddhism is vast. How glorious would it be when Buddhism prospered in the legendary mythological era? "

"I wish I could have been born then!"

He longed for those years that only existed in legends, and was so moved by them that he stood up, stood under the old peach tree with his hands behind his back, looked at the boundless darkness of the night, and couldn't help but say: "It's already dusk, but the moon is still as bright as ever. , Thousands of miles of rivers and rivers let me fly across them, and I ask who is the hero in the world? It must be me!"

At this moment, his eyes were bright and he was high-spirited, "Myths are no longer, the law is at an end, taboos are beginning... This is the best era!"


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