Chapter 645 The essence of immortality, Black Mountain enlightenment!
Phew~
Looking at the sea of clouds in the distance, a double image appeared in the old demon's eyes. It was the figure of a young man wearing armor, fighting in a bloody battle.
With the young man as the center, he could see the huge battlefield of Balshanguan.
"Sixth Master, these bald donkeys are not good things. You must be careful about their heads and tails."
In the shadows, the fifth white-browed man stood holding a knife. He frowned deeply as he watched Dark Moon Dharma King leave.
The three dynasties are all different.
In the Ming Dynasty, the country was governed by enfeoffed kings and prefectures and counties. The Heavenly Wolf governed the grasslands with eight gods and one saint, and a large tribal alliance with nine sacred mountains.
Dali, unlike the two, is more like a large sect.
A sect, a sect with hundreds of millions of people supporting it, is actually more terrifying than the Lian Sheng Sect, the oldest sect in the world.
"The two ends of the rat? No, these bald donkeys are just afraid of Zhang Xuanba to the core."
The old demon sneered:
"More than thirty years ago, when Zhang Xuanba achieved great success in martial arts, he brought eight thousand Xuanjia out of seclusion and rushed all the way to the foot of Eternal Mountain. In one battle, he killed thirty thousand monk soldiers and nine grand masters.
Fan Ruyi couldn't avoid the battle, so Red Sun and Dark Moon joined forces with Li Yuan. The three of them fought against Zhang Xuanba, but they were still defeated by Phoenix Wings and Gold-plated Iron. So far, no one from the Da Li monk soldiers dared to enter the pass...
"
As he spoke, the old demon's eyes couldn't help but rippling.
It took him nearly eight hundred years to acquire the extraordinary treasures and fight immortals for eight generations before he accumulated enough power to conquer the world, revolutionize the Central Plains, and rebuild mountains and rivers.
But who would have expected.
In the battle that was supposed to destroy the Ming Dynasty, such a monster was born.
Zhang Xuanba, who fought on the battlefield of three million flesh and blood, overwhelmed the world with a terrifying power that made everyone stunned.
He overturned the throne that he had been sitting on for a long time and was the number one in the world.
And with that phoenix wing gilded with gold, he inherited the fate of the Ming Dynasty and served the country for more than seventy years...
"King Zhao of Xifu, he is truly a genius..."
The fifth white eyebrow couldn't help but sigh, feeling moved in his heart.
"Fortune rises and falls, fortune ebbs and flows. When the sky changes, that is the day martial arts ends. Zhang Xuanba is just the last struggle of the world's martial arts..."
The old demon calmed down:
"It's a pity that the weather is like this. When the tide goes down, all the gods and Buddhas are irresistible. When the tide rises, who is Zhang Xuanba?"
The fifth white eyebrow listened quietly, but still sighed: "Compared to the illusory immortality, it is martial arts after all, which is easier to touch..."
"The Immortal Way is not ethereal. It's just that the heavenly changes have not yet come, and most of the magical masters in the world are from wild backgrounds and have no inheritance, so I just feel that the Immortal Way is ethereal..."
Withdrawing his eyes, the old demon looked faintly at the fifth white eyebrow, his first real disciple in the past eight hundred years:
"In terms of the Immortal Way, whether it is the four steps to becoming an immortal, or above the Ten Capitals, or even above the Nine Glory, all the complicated steps are actually just appearances.
The essence of immortality is just two words..."
"Two words?"
The fifth white eyebrow moved in his heart.
"Submit his heart, hold a ceremony, ignite the destiny map, refine the rank... Is it complicated? Of course it is complicated! But in fact, after all the complicated things are gone, the essence is only two words..."
The old demon spoke calmly and confided:
"Hedao!"
Hedao?!
The fifth white eyebrow was shocked and shocked, and felt a thunderous feeling in his ears, which made all the pores in his body uncontrollably open.
"The fruit of the Tao, the fruit of the Tao. If you want to get the fruit, follow the Tao first!"
The old demon's expression was indifferent, and his voice had no fluctuation at all:
"Those who are in charge of life, help those in danger and those who are in need; those who are in charge of murder, they are conquering east and west. If they are in charge of plague, they will spread it throughout the world; if they are in charge of adultery, they will be spread throughout the world!"
If the Lord has subdued the demons, then he will subdue the demons; if the Lord subdues the demons, then he will subdue the demons; if the Lord preaches, then he will preach! If the master is king, then he will rule the world!"
"If it is not in line with the Tao, how can we achieve results? In ancient times, why was this world called the 'Yinsi Pasture'? It was nothing more than a place where 'the gods of the Yin Si practiced the Tao and achieved results'..."
"this……"
The fifth white eyebrow has a hidden realization in his heart:
"Sixth Master has to kill the wolf, then he will definitely stir up trouble in the world... If I get the 'disaster', I will spread the plague to the world endlessly?"
While muttering to himself, his heart felt a little chilly:
"No wonder, my rank is called the 'Plague Demon'. It is indeed a demon. It is indeed a demon..."
Great disaster!
The terror of plague is even greater than natural disasters.
He still remembered that the plague that was spread to hold the ceremony spread across two states and eighteen prefectures, and no less than a million people died during it...
Because of this, he was expelled from the family and hunted by the court. As a last resort, he took refuge in Montenegro...
‘The division of Tao and Fruit into five categories naturally makes sense.’
"If you want to get results, you must first follow the path. Only if you meet the rank, will you make rapid progress. If you match everything, the sea of laws will be boundless, and there is no need to search for the destiny map. You will come to the door..."
The old demon lowered his eyes and sighed slightly:
"It's a pity that I only realized this in recent years. Otherwise, seventy years ago, I should have..."
There is no possibility of Zhang Xuanba rising.
The old demon didn't express the second half of the sentence, but in his heart, there was a lot of regret.
If he had known about this earlier, he would not have stood idly by during the battle at Liujishan more than seventy years ago. And if he had participated in the war and used killing Polang as a guide, perhaps he could have really led to the "Beidou Dao".
Come on?
Regret flashed through his heart, and he didn't regret much. He just said lightly:
"Since you have obtained the rank of 'Plague Demon', then even if you are acting, you must perform the essence of the Plague Demon. Otherwise, even if it takes another hundred years, you will not be able to find your destiny and you will not be able to become the Ten Capitals..."
"play……"
The fifth white eyebrow's expression changed several times, but he understood the reason why this man said this:
"Sixth Master wants me to enter the customs and spread the plague..."
"Although you and I don't have the name of master and disciple, we are no different from master and disciple. I am just preaching and solving doubts. As for what you want to do..."
The old demon placed his hands on his Dantian, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, trying to make up for the injuries caused by the mantra's fatal blow:
"What does that have to do with me?"
"in this way……"
Looking at the old demon who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, the fifth white eyebrow was silent for a long time before nodding:
"I see……"
After saying that, without waiting for the old demon to reply, he used his magical skills. The midday sun pierced his eyes, which made him feel a little sore, but he still stared straight at them for a long time.
Then, he walked up to the wary Fenghuo elders:
"You two have been in the mountains for many years, it's time to return to the pass..."
The two elders, Fenghuo and Fenghuo, were first wary of fear, and then were stunned:
"Return, return to customs?"
The fifth white eyebrow didn't waste any time. He took out two dark yellow pills and handed them to the two of them. There was no room for resistance:
"Self-blocking the mountains and entering the pass, walking through Yunzhou, passing through the northwest, going to Ding'an, and staying away from Linlong..."
…
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Huhu~
The breeze blew through the bright red monk's robe.
He was a young monk who looked to be no more than a young man, tall and tall, and very handsome. His eyebrows were dotted with cinnabar, and his two long eyebrows flew sideways to his ears.
He sat cross-legged on the back of a red-crowned white crane, overlooking the sea of clouds. He saw that the mountains and rivers below were tiny, and the people were like ants. In the far distance, a huge mountain shrouded in clouds and mist was faintly visible.
"Buddha..."
The Red Sun Dharma King said to himself slightly, and the old monk who stood behind him, bowing to shield him from the strong wind, hurriedly handed over a piece of tissue paper.
"The Buddhist son of Lanke Temple was born in the Liu family of Qingzhou in Longyuan. His father Liu Wenpeng once served as the magistrate of Heishan County under the jurisdiction of Deyang Mansion. When he was young, he was stubborn, fond of fighting, and fond of chivalry and righteousness...
After a sudden change in his family, he became a monk and became a disciple of Hui'an, an old monk from Lanke Temple who went to Qingzhou to find the 'Jialan Relic'. He was given the Buddhist title 'Suming'..."
The Dharma King of the Red Sun murmured lightly:
"He was born with a Buddha's heart and courage. He obtained the Dharma Protector Jialan fruit and made rapid progress. Later, he was trained by the Lanke Temple and was given the 'Vajra Divine Power' and 'Arhat Dharma Body'. He has three great magical powers..."
A thin page contains records about the Buddhist disciples of Lanke Temple, but there is no other information at this point.
"That's all?"
"Return to the Dharma King."
The old monk responded respectfully:
"That Buddhist disciple has almost no rumors of going out for a walk. He has never been down the mountain since he returned to Lanke Temple. He has not seen anyone who visited him..."
"Zen Buddhism has declined after all. The appearance of the Buddha's son is supposed to be a major event for our Buddhist sect. How can we let it be kept privately by each family?"
A smile appeared on the corner of the Red Sun Dharma King's mouth.
The old monk's heart trembled and he hurriedly agreed:
"If a Buddha comes to the world, he should enter the gate and wall of my eternal temple!"
The Red Sun Dharma King smiled and seemed to remember something:
"It is said that the man who dominates the northwest road at the moment, known as the 'Decapitating Sword' and 'King Yang', seems to be from Qingzhou?"
"Back to Dharma King, this is a coincidence. Not only was Yang Yu born in Qingzhou, he was also born in the same place as the Buddhist disciples. Moreover, it was this man who killed the Buddhist disciples' lay father..."
The old monk had sweat on his forehead:
"There are no spies from the temple in the pass. The information is somewhat fragmented..."
"What a coincidence?"
The Red Sun Dharma King was a little surprised:
"It is earth-shattering to have a Buddhist son in one county, but to be able to rebel against the king all the way? This is quite interesting..."
The old monk lowered his head and agreed, not daring to express his anger.
"According to Buddhist scriptures, when a Buddha is born, he must be accompanied by a protector. So, maybe Yang Yu is the reincarnation of the Arhat who protects the Buddha?"
The Red Sun Dharma King touched his chin.
The old monk thought for a while:
"Then Yang Yu behaves violently and kills ferociously, unlike an Arhat..."
"So, is it a mount?"
While the Red Sun Dharma King was thinking, his heart felt slightly warm, and a ray of golden light overflowed from the relics in his arms, and a voice came from inside:
"Senior Brother Hongri..."
The Red Sun Dharma King came back to his senses:
"Junior Brother Dark Moon, have you ever seen that old monster when you went to Black Mountain?"
"The old demon can't come out of seclusion and hasn't been able to see him. His breath doesn't seem to have fallen. However, he seems to be dissatisfied with the future of the two senior brothers..."
Among the relics, the voice of Dark Moon Dharma King came out:
"I'm afraid the injuries are serious and I no longer have the confidence to deal with Zhang Xuanba's enemy..."
"The old demon is cunning and should not be easily trusted. Perhaps he did this deliberately. Although he did not invite us to help him, he may not be prepared to prevent us and others from profiting from it."
After thinking for a moment, Dharma King Red Sun said:
"Li Yuan is guarding the capital. There is no need to call him forward. Junior brother will lead another three thousand monk soldiers and wait outside the pass. We will wait until senior brother returns and Zhang Xuanba leaves the pass."
"Junior brother understands."
The light of the relic dissipated.
The white crane also let out a soft cry at this time, and Lanke Mountain had arrived.