The whistling sounds of Hua Yunzi and Bao Yunzi came from outside, and the green sword energy of Taoist Xuan Gong rushed towards the lotus pond as if it was free of charge.
Normally, Wuxu would not need to pay attention to it, but at this moment, Wuxu was also seriously injured. The ethereal Dharma Realm Dojo was like a thatched house with leaks everywhere, which made his mind and body hurt. Wuxu had no choice but to escape into the sea conch and completely disconnect from the outside world. Contact is cut off.
Just now Wuxu was fighting with Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi in a life-and-death struggle. The surging spiritual energy had turned Tianyuan Courtyard into a ruins. The pond full of lotus and the clear water were completely annihilated. Hua Yunzi He Baoyunzi then used his sword to chop and stab indiscriminately, causing only the mud at the bottom of the pool to fly. But they did not stop. While controlling the strength and angle, their flying swords were like plows, criss-crossing, and at the same time they clapped their hands again and again. The silt that had just been flying was pressed down with force, as if Wuxu was a grain of dust in it, digging three feet into the ground and crushing it to pieces.
The stone pavilion was no longer a stone pavilion. The roof, pillars, and stone tables and benches were all turned into rubble and scattered on the ground. Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi did not meditate in the void, but stood in the pavilion with pale faces. In the middle, his hands and feet were still trembling slightly, not sure whether it was because of anger or fear. The wound caused by Xingyun Bamboo just now has been completely healed, and no trace can be seen; the damaged Taoist robe cannot be mended. Under the surge of spiritual energy, it almost The holes and cracks, with hair flying in the air, are particularly dazzling.
Beside the stone pavilion, Master Mingjing and Master Xuanyi stood there silently, watching all this with cold eyes, with solemn expressions on their faces.
It was daybreak, but there was no scent of flowers from the night before, and the moist mist that often existed in the early morning had disappeared without a trace. Only the rising sun, shrouded in clouds, emitted a faint white light, shining on the dry bottom of the pond. The dark gray mud has become extremely stiff, like a stone; the transparent horny fragments of the shrimps, half of the crooked roots, and other strange small particles are all in Hua Yunzi. , under Bao Yunzi’s palm, it was miraculously embedded in it. Looking from a distance, it looked like a bowl of frozen Laba porridge.
Suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker and began to fall slowly, while the red sun rose little by little, releasing warm and dazzling light as it rose.
Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi stood up straight and walked out of the stone pavilion. Mingjing and Xuanyi looked thoughtfully at the red sun. Hua Yunzi, hugging Yunzi, also stopped. They put away their swords and walked to Xuan Qingzi. Behind Xuan Lingzi, they raised their heads to the sky and looked happy.
The clouds were falling, turning into a downpour. Very quickly, it poured into the lotus pond. The rainwater was green, with a faint fragrance of wood, melting the mud and moisturizing everything. The bottom of the pond began to become wet again. Smooth and soft, like a green ball; those transparent horns, broken roots, broken petals, and some hard particles including sea snails are floating and swimming in the green water. , seems to have a new life.
Seeing that the pool was almost full, the clouds did not decrease, but became denser, and the color began to change from gray to green. There seemed to be something more in the rain. The clouds came from the sky, fell from the sky, and fell into the pool. , immersed in the green water for a moment, it changed drastically. With roots, it penetrated deeply into the fertile soil at the bottom of the pool, with branches, stretching out of the water, and standing gracefully; with leaves, one by one, swaying with the waves; with flowers, welcoming Blooming with sunshine and rain.
The blue clouds in the sky suddenly turned into three, flying in the sky above Tianyuan Courtyard with an incomparably mysterious trajectory for a moment. After that, they all fell into the lotus pond, which was intact as before. The aura was like morning mist, and the red lotuses and green leaves were
In the middle, Xuan Mingzi slowly floated up in front of everyone. He first glanced at the mirror and Xuan Yi, then bowed his head and said, "Thank you, two Taoist friends."
At the same time, Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi started to move and flew directly towards the lotus pond. Hua Yunzi hugged Yunzi and was shocked, but immediately and involuntarily flew after them, like those in the pond.
Shy as a pink flower.
"Today's feelings will be repaid by the Quanzhen Sect someday." Xuan Mingzi said solemnly as he continued to salute.
Ming Jing and Xuan Yi immediately returned the greeting and left.
Not long after, deep in the lotus, Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi let out a long roar at the same time. However, they saw that the Xuanqing spiritual energy that filled the pool surface gathered together and turned into a blue cloud, flying high into the sky, and then dissipated.
Not long after, Ming Jing and Xuan Yi flew back again. They stood by the lotus pond, feeling silently, and then looked at each other. "It seems that the great monk of the Quanzhen Sect's True Spirit has come down.
"Master Mingjing looked at Master Xuanyi, who was a disciple of the Zhengyi Sect, and said meaningfully. Master Xuanyi thought for a while and said, "You and I should go to Lushan Mountain quickly."
The True Spirit Monk is by far the top existence, and every move he makes is information worth paying attention to. According to the reconciliation and agreement between the three religions of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism after the opening of the Six Peaks of Mount Lu, the previous fight in Yangzhou City
, assassinations are all at the level of real people, and are still within the controllable range. But now, it is obvious that there is a real spirit monk from the Quanzhen Sect who quietly followed Xuan Mingzi down Mount Lu and came to the human world. The situation is a bit out of control.
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Real monks, in the human world, cannot send messages to Mount Lu. After saying this, Master Xuanyi stood up and flew towards Mount Lu. After a while, Master Xuanyi stopped and looked back at Master Mingjing, "Fellow Taoist, don't agree with me.
We went to Lushan together to report this matter to the sect?" But seeing Master Mingjing, he shook his head
, pondered and replied, "This matter is originally a matter between Quanzhen Sect and Buddhism, and it has little to do with our Confucianism. Now, Governor Li is dead, and King Wu has not responded yet. If you and I both leave,
What should we do in Yangzhou Prefecture? Besides, maybe the seniors of the Quanzhen Sect have returned to Lushan with Xuan Qingzi and others."
Master Xuanyi lowered his head and thought carefully, then flew back and said, "Fellow Taoist Mingjing is right. Yangzhou Mansion is an extraordinary place, but you and I left like this. No matter what, I will
Send a message to fellow disciples of Yingtian Mansion and ask them to return to Lushan to report the true situation here."
The two looked at each other again, smiled, and then flew away.
After the two men flew away, Wuxu walked out of the lotus room. He was bareheaded and barefoot, wearing white monk robes and holding a rosary of annihilation. He regained his true appearance and was full of dignity. The reason why he recovered so quickly is,
It can be considered as a bit of a slap in the face.
The magical power of "spring rain moistens things and nourishes all things" exerted by the great monk of the Quanzhen Sect True Spirit. Normally, the sea sound conch isolates spiritual consciousness and spiritual energy, but this time, no one knows which Quanzhen Religion True Spirit it is.
Great monk, what did you use?
The great supernatural power can actually be transmitted into the sea sound conch. Wu Xuzheng was hesitant to use the form of Guanyin Bodhisattva to absorb the power of faith and vows from the sea sound conch dojo to heal his wounds. He felt the majestic vitality pouring in from the outside world and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
,At once
Hold the orchid finger with your hand, sit upright in the sky, do not recite Buddha's name, do not recite sutras, do not hold seals, just nourish your energy, forget about words and keep your words, and surrender your mind to do nothing. Then, the green leaves of the lotus pond cover the surface of the lotus pond again, and the flower bones are in bud.
When it was released, it was restored to its original state.
Of course, it wasn't until the majestic vitality in the outside world disappeared for a long time that Wuxu cautiously came out of the sea conch. At this time, not to mention the Quanzhen Sect's group of people, they were Ming Jing and Xuan Yi.
It has also flown far away.
Wuxu stood on the water, looking at the red lotuses and green leaves in the pond, silently recalling the life-and-death fight with Xuan Qingzi and Xuan Lingzi last night, the night rain and cold wind, a piece of Xingyun Bamboo and a string of Nirvana beads.
Out of the void of the Dharma Realm. Again
Going forward, he secretly attacked and assassinated two mortal monks from the Quanzhen Sect. He couldn't stand Li Wenzhong's behavior of inciting angry soldiers to please the Quanzhen Sect, so he killed him... All of this was vivid in his mind, yet seemed to be out of reach and illusory.
Incomparable.
Wukong couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. Amitabha, when will the killings and retribution of injustices be repaid? As soon as you enter the mortal world, as soon as you enter the human world, it will be like last night, as if you are possessed by a demon, and you can't help yourself, for something
Let's go to fight and intrigue in this world.
, or even take advantage of others, or even kill innocent people indiscriminately? It’s not about being cold-blooded, it’s not about being selfish, it’s not about being bullied by others, it’s about asking whether it’s possible to be born to escape the world, whether it’s possible to be too selfless, whether it’s possible to be alone,
Quietly and freely?
Wuxu suddenly thought of Zhang Cuilu and others again. Until now, Wuxu had not received any message from them. Logically speaking, after a night passed and he had not gone back yet, they should send the jade talisman to inquire about their safety. Could something have happened?
Surprise? Now that they have the Nine-Leaf Green Lotus Lantern, they should be able to protect themselves even if they encounter a real monk...
These thoughts came one after another and lingered in my mind. Wu Xu hid in the Dharma Realm, soared into the sky, walked around Yangzhou Mansion, and then flew towards Hangzhou Mansion.
The blue sky was like a wash, and Taihu Lake was thousands of hectares and sparkling. Wuxu flew by. Ahead, there were mountains and rivers, and Wuxu flew by. Soon, he flew to Hangzhou Prefecture. Flying to the top of the peak,
No one is there. There is no one in the pagoda forest in the backyard of Lingyin Temple.
Wuxu stood on the West Lake and let out a roar of a lion. Shi Hai and Duoji both appeared with shameful expressions on their faces. They only clasped their hands and said that Zhang Cuilu and others had already flown north with the nine-leaf green lotus lantern.
After realizing this, he returned to Yangzhou Mansion. Yangzhou Mansion was crowded with people. The lotus pond in the Tianyuan Courtyard of Ruifu Tower was still fragrant, but there was no smell of Zhang Cuilu and others.
Wuxu, and flew towards Putuo Island in the East China Sea. On Putuo Island, green smoke curled up, incense was flourishing, and people were full of faith and wishes. They may have returned to Putuo Island to avoid Shi Hai, Duoji and others. Wuxu, at Broken Wall
In the ruined Dharma Realm dojo, I sit with my hands together and silently observe the flow of the power of faith and vows. The power of thousands of faiths and vows all return to the void and never flow to two places.
Wuxu flew out of Putuo Island, still clasping his palms to meditate on the Dharma of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and recited the Dharma name of "Namo the Great Compassionate, Great Compassionate, Savior, and Great Inspiration of Guanyin Bodhisattva" in Hangzhou Prefecture, Yangzhou Prefecture, and Putuo Island.
In the area composed of several places, I finally found a clue. The power of my faith and vows to worship Guanyin Bodhisattva was flowing in the same direction intermittently. That was Fan Li's secluded cave at the bottom of Li Lake.
It turned out to be here! After Zhang Cuilu and others were probably discovered by Shi Hai, Duoji and others, they thought of joining them, but they couldn't escape them, so they had to hide in midway.
But just as Wuxu flew close to the cave entrance at the top of Xiaoqingshan Mountain, a person he never wanted to see suddenly appeared.
She stood on the lake with a charming smile, fish jumping under her feet and ripples of light.
With a finger of her beautiful hand, Wuxu was forced out of the Dharma Realm Dojo. (Wuxu didn't dare to escape into the sea sound conch. If she found out, wouldn't it be worse if she held the sea sound conch in her hand?)
In desperation, the water vapor on the lake turned into clouds, slowly drifting backwards.
She smiled slightly and blew lightly. The strong wind passed by and swept the cloud that Wuxu had transformed into into a whirlpool.
Wuxu had no choice but to use his spiritual consciousness to communicate with her helplessly and jokingly, and said to her, "I am a cloud."
She communicated with her spirit in a playful and teasing manner, and said to Wuxu, "I am using Xianyun's skillful fingers."
Wuxu asked in a solemn voice from the cloud, "Are Fairy Lu, Zhang Cuilu and others in Fanli Cave below?"
"So it's you, kid! Now that you're here, come down!" An old voice rang in the sky, causing the lake waves to surge and the situation to change.
The two old monsters from the Hidden Moon Sect are also here?! Wuxu screamed, but found that the surrounding scenery had completely changed. The originally bright sky was now dark red, and his own cloud was also dyed red. A round.
The blood moon is rising slowly, and the cloud itself is like a drunken one, red and light, staggering closer to it.
While Wuxu silently recited the name of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he almost subconsciously waved the Xingyun Bamboo, slashing towards the blood moon and the scarlet sky and earth.
"You really have Xingyun Bamboo in your possession!" A sharp old woman's voice sounded!
Suddenly, Sanskrit sounds and Buddha's chants rang out. A golden light flashed like a shooting star or a blazing flame, sliding across the blood-colored sky and burning a crack.
Nine-leaf green lotus lantern! Zhang Cuilu and the others!
Wuxu then recited the six-character Great Ming Mantra, waved the Xingyun Bamboo, and flew towards the blood moon. As Wuxu recited and recited the Six-Character Great Ming Mantra, the golden light appeared out of thin air, one after another, like New Year's Eve.
The gorgeous fireworks are flying at night; the star cloud bamboos draw thousands of bright stars in the night sky, showing thousands of colors, not only the moon, but also the touch of red.
But then another blood moon appeared, bigger, rounder, and redder!
Two rounds of blood moons are shining together, and the world is all blood-red! The golden light turns into blood light, and the starlight turns into blood light. The six-character Great Ming Mantra that is recited and recited turns into bloody things as soon as it is spit out.
The Scarlet Letter. Wuxu’s face turned red, his eyes turned red, and his lips turned red. He looked so scary!
Wuxu suddenly shouted loudly and manifested the five-headed and twelve-armed form of the Yamantaka Vajra. Each of the twelve hands held a nebula bamboo. After waving it in a circle, it flew in all directions at the same time. Twelve mature nebulae were thrown.
Bamboo, like twelve spear-throwing daggers, made the two old monsters of the Hidden Moon Sect unable to deal with it; like twelve big red envelopes, it exploded into a mess in this blood-red world!
"Damn it!" A roar of embarrassment and anger came from this blood-red world.
The nine-leaf green lotus lantern flew out, and Zhang Cuilu and others held Xingyun Bamboo, each solemnizing the Dharma. Wuxu was about to fly towards the two blood moons, when Lu Miaoying's message came over, "Still not leaving?!" Wuxu was stunned.
, then led Zhang Cuilu and others to fly out from a crack.
The lake was sparkling and the sun was shining brightly. Wuxu, Zhang Cuilu and others met again. But they did not dare to be careless, for fear that the people from the Hidden Moon Sect would chase them. They had no time to speak, so they just smiled at each other, and then flew high into the sky with all their strength.
go.
They flew higher and higher, and finally turned into a cloud, pure and white, and ever-changing.
Just like the clouds in my hometown, on the top of the green mountains.
As the saying goes
The top of the green mountains, the clouds of my hometown.
Flying higher and higher, soothing my heart.
I'm very busy at the end of the year. I've caught a cold recently, so I only have this chapter for so long. But it's still barely suitable for the occasion. I hope readers who care and support this novel can forgive me. After the holiday, I will adjust my work and rest and try to change the frequency of updates once a week. Finally