"Nine Heavens, since the existence of Thunder Punishment and True Dragon, the authority of the Lord of Nine Heavens has been initially determined."
"On weekdays, the real dragon patrols all over the nine heavens to pick up traitors, and then thunders are sent down to punish them severely."
"Many powerful practitioners began to rush to seek refuge. Under the arrangement of the Lord of Nine Heavens, they were divided into two places. The former patrolled on behalf of the sky, holding a thunder staff, and were regarded as the thunder envoys of heaven's punishment; the latter served the real dragon and worked with the real dragon.
The coexistence of one clan is called Menglongwei."
"These two are definitely the elite personal guards of the Lord of Nine Heavens."
The speaker glanced in the direction of Lingshan and said, "Here, there is thunder and dragon roar in Lingshan. I think two elite troops have arrived."
A voice came from the other side, "Have you forgotten that there is also Ruyi Tianjun, Kongxuan Immortal, Concubine Tiannu, and True Shura..."
Having said this, he couldn't help but sigh, "In terms of talents, only Jiuzhongtian can rival Buddhism."
Ruyi Tianjun has a huge Sanqing army under his command, and Kongxuan Shangxian is so elusive that even Lingshan of the Buddhist Kingdom has his subordinates to spy on him. As for Concubine Tiannu, she commands millions of yakshas and is the most trusted confidant of the Lord of Nine Heavens.
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Zhen Shura is one of the most respected generals of the Lord of the Nine Heavens, and has a history with him.
As for the Yunzhong Dao Palace, after the dissolution of the True Immortal Palace, many sects and talents sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.
"I just realized that Lord Buddha and the Lord of Nine Heavens can become the only two overlords in the world because they have mastered luck." "The ethereal luck, in the eyes of knowledgeable people, is like the direction of water veins.
You can understand it more by exploring."
"These two can identify destiny, guide and utilize it, and even make use of the direction of heaven before the great catastrophe, and successfully obtain all the benefits." "Buddhism is already the master of heaven and earth. Once the gods and demons outside the sky are destroyed, even the gods and demons outside the sky will be destroyed.
They all become dojos.”
"Where is the Ninth Heaven? It blocks the rising trend of Buddhism and dominates the bridge between heaven and earth."
At this point, both the speaker and the listener couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh.
There was a sound of steam whistling nearby, which turned out to be tea boiling on the clay stove.
"Open a drink?"
Seeing that the other party did not refuse, he asked again, "What kind of tea do you want to drink?"
"Dianling tea."
A host and a guest, looking at the empty scenery of Gushan, drinking tea and the familiar Dingling tea, couldn't help but sigh.
"You and I are both ghosts and gods, and we are immortals. We have not grown old after passing through the years, but now we have all kinds of tastes when we revisit our old places."
Shengwentian and Yangxianren, both of whom are big leaders among the gods and demons outside the world, have quietly entered the world and returned to Gushan.
They were sitting on a platform on the mountainside, looking at the rolling clouds and mist in the mountain. It happened that after the light rain, countless water droplets were floating in the air, covering the vegetation and rocks, making the leaves wet and green.
Yang Xianren lowered his head to drink tea, but heard Shengwen Tian say, "A group of immortals and gods are fighting in the sky, and you and I hide here and do nothing to fight. Wouldn't it be bad?" "Sit down, drink tea, and don't talk nonsense."
Yangxian just drank tea without raising his head. How can he be so pretentious?
Shravaka smiled, turned around and sat down, grabbed the hot tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
The two of them were used to seeing the scenery and felt that it was no different from when they left many years ago, so they turned around and looked outside the mountains.
The crack in the mountain, the huge rift valley that leads deep into the ground, is now deserted. It is covered with vines, hanging down the cliff. The branches are growing horizontally, and birds can perch and build nests to eat the berries grown on the vines.
Then, apes and squirrels also came, climbing rocks and vine nets, eating bird eggs, and picking fruits from trees.
Buddhism strengthened the hell, and this entrance was deserted. There were no more ghosts invading the surface, and it became extremely peaceful.
However, there is no Yunyang Temple outside the mountain, instead there are temples.
The main theme in the world has changed from Taoist monks cultivating immortality to monks chanting Buddha's name.
Despite the vicissitudes of life, Gushan is still there, but the people outside the mountain have long since changed.
"Look, it's coming."
A group of monks came after a long journey. When they saw the ruins of the local temple, they were a little disappointed.
The ghosts caused disaster, and there were few well-preserved buildings wherever they passed. The temple was originally tall and made of solid materials, and it could also be used as a shelter to resist the cool breeze, cold dew, and insects and ants at night. Now it has to be abandoned.
"Sword Swallowing Monk, look, we have to stay in the open air and leave tomorrow."
There were many elderly and middle-aged monks in the monastic group, but they followed one of the young monks as their succumb.
The sword-swallowing monk was none other than the famous Li Ximan. He nodded when he saw this, "Okay."
"You guys have a rest at night. I'll go take a look around and beware of ghosts sneaking up on you at night."
The ruins of the temple were nearby, and they did not dare to go near them for fear of danger, so they selected some broken wood as firewood.
The bonfire was lit, and the monks gathered in a circle to dry themselves out and eat dry food and drink water.
Li Ximan sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. The monk next to him lowered his voice for fear of disturbing him.
Who doesn't know today that this young monk is a rising star who stands out.
According to the rules, Li Ximan will have perfect merits and deeds in the future. At the lowest level, he will be an Amosa, and he can even become a high-ranking Arhat. What's more, they have traveled a long way, and all the powerful ghosts they encounter on the road must be dealt with by Li Ximan.
Li Ximan is known as the sword-swallowing monk. In fact, he can transform various Buddhist instruments with white light, kill ghosts with ease, and has the reputation of purging demons. "I heard that this place was once the gate of a certain heretic family. Later, after its decline, an eminent monk built it here.
In the temple, many ancient utensils were dug out from the ground." An old monk who had seen a lot of things pointed to the land under his feet and introduced it.
Li Ximan's heart moved. He did not open his eyes, but raised his mind to listen.
"Well, I have also heard that when the wall was built, the earth was dug from the ground, fried in an iron pot and tamped, and it turned out that there were many old things in the earth, but they were all foreigners' things, and they were eventually abandoned.
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A young monk was very excited after hearing this. He looked towards the ruins not far away and seemed to see something in the dark night.
"No wonder, when I was getting firewood just now, I saw something that seemed to be mixed in a broken wall."
The monks nearby didn't believe it. How could there be anything there after so many years? Besides, when we were sifting through the soil back then, we had already removed all the stuff. How could you wait until you discovered it today?
Seeing that they didn't believe it, the young monk turned to the forest and left, his back disappearing under the light of the bonfire.
After a while, the young monk hurriedly walked over, holding something in his hand, "Look."
But it turned out to be a turtle shell. The dirt on the surface was wiped off, and the surface was shiny. It had been carefully played with.
"Ten thousand-year-old turtle shell."
A monk identified the tortoise shell from the luster of the jade as a rare ten-thousand-year-old tortoise shell. However, there were several cracks on it and its value was greatly reduced. "Can you give it to me?"
The young monk turned his head and saw Li Ximan walking behind him, "I can exchange it for this golden Buddha."
Li Ximan's golden Buddha was naturally very valuable, so he didn't dare to ask for it, so he directly offered the turtle shell, "The sword-swallowing monk wants it, it's yours."