Seeing Zhou Yi's expression, Ao Nitian's heart skipped a beat.
Not only him, but the other Dragon Lords also realized that what was hidden in this mountain must be an incredible Buddhist treasure.
Dragons naturally like to collect all kinds of rare treasures, and they have always been lucky to accumulate wealth.
Now this mysterious Buddha treasure is about to change hands. Although the dragon kings are reluctant to part with it, they also understand the importance of it.
A trace of uneasiness flashed in Ao Nitian's eyes, and he asked in a low voice: "May I ask the holy monk, what is this Buddhist treasure?"
Zhou Yi said with a smile: "Buddha said, don't say this. If you are destined in the future, you will know it."
Ao Nitian was still unwilling to give in and whispered softly: "Is it possible that the holy monk is not ready to take it out? Or... the holy monk is like us and cannot take out this Buddha treasure?"
Ao Qin was furious: "Shut up, you bastard! How dare you talk to the holy monk like this!"
Ao Nitian's head drooped, but a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly: "My child is also thinking about the holy monk. He is worried that it will be inconvenient for him to carry this big mountain with him."
Zhou Yi smiled: "It doesn't matter. Fantian protector, this Buddha Mountain is entrusted to you."
The face of the young man who was secretly watching the show changed drastically. He hurriedly bowed and clasped his palms together, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, this Foshan is really magical. It can actually grow by itself. If this doesn't fly far, my subordinates will be unable to carry it."
If you move, wouldn’t it ruin the Lord’s important mission?”
"When my wings were still intact, I never saw you so tired."
Zhou Yi said calmly: "This mountain is so high, can you carry it?"
The golden-winged roc raised his head and looked at the majestic mountain guarded by the dragons. He sighed and said: "It should be okay for such a big size, but look at its growth momentum..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a Buddha's name.
"Amitabha."
Zhou Yi faced the huge mountain above his head, his eyes penetrated and fell to the center of the mountain, where the colorless and formless Buddha's Heart Seal read: "Stop."
The Buddha's Heart Seal trembled slightly, as if it was responding in some way.
A circle of golden light floated on the surface of the mountain.
As if forbidden by an order, the mountain stopped growing in an instant and remained at its current height, motionless.
Ao Nitian was shocked.
Over the past twenty years, he has tried various methods to stop Foshan's growth momentum, but none of them worked.
Even if it is sealed with the help of the Dragon Palace Ancient Formation, it can only delay its growth but cannot stop it.
But the holy monk made the stubborn stone bow its head with just a tap, and Foshan did not rise... Could it be that it was really destined to fail?
"Good."
Zhou Yi smiled slightly, glanced at the dull-eyed dragons and golden-winged rocs, and reached out to grab them.
Ao Nitian, who was carrying Foshan on his back, seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand. He broke free from the iron chain and the claws of the other dragon kings, and flew straight to the young man beside Zhou Yi.
A deep helplessness appeared on the young man's face, he looked up to the sky and sighed, and then transformed into a golden-winged roc that could spread its wings for hundreds of miles, steadily carrying the giant mountain.
Zhou Yi picked up the dragon girl who had been in deep meditation and jumped onto Tian Peng's head.
Behind him is Qianrenling Mountain, where the Buddha's light shines brightly.
In front of him was the boundless sea beyond Lingnan.
"Fang Ziqi."
Zhou Yi looked down from a high position, looked at the human judge who had bowed to him, and said with a smile: "You still have one unfinished relationship, don't think about becoming a monk."
Fang Ziqi's eyes were firm: "My father is under the care of Junior Brother Chen Chi. Apart from this, this disciple has no worries in the world. I hope that Master can help him enter Buddhism."
Zhou Yi shook his head: "Prajna Prajna, the Merciful Navigation of the Sea of Suffering, as long as you wholeheartedly do good, save yourself and save others, it doesn't matter whether you enter Buddhism or not. Furthermore, you don't want to know the truth about the collapse of the Fang family? You
Don’t you want to seek justice for your father and son and your Fang family?”
Fang Ziqi trembled all over, lowered his head and said nothing.
Zhou Yidao: "This matter involves a public case in Chang'an more than ten years ago, and it is also related to Tianshi Dao. Although I am the one who saves you, the one who knows you is Tianshi Dao. Go, go to Tianshi Dao
Take a trip to Chang'an City and settle the events of the past."
Fang Ziqi kowtowed and said, "Yes, I accept the order."
Zhou Yi's eyes fell on the three bewildered demon king boys, and he said through a message: "You three don't have to follow me to Chang'an. Your demonic aura has become established. If you can't enter the Ziwei Forbidden Land, you will also make things difficult for the Celestial Master."
In the coming days, you will protect the southern Buddhist temple for the young monk."
The Demon King, who had transformed into three boys, bowed down and sang in unison.
"Meow!"
The little raccoon slave, who had already eaten and drank enough, appeared.
It raised its head and looked at the brilliant mountains on Tianpeng's back, with curiosity in its eyes and ready to move.
"Amitabha, don't even think about this mountain."
Zhou Yi glanced at the little raccoon slave.
The little raccoon bird flew upwards with a squeak, and even with all its teeth and claws, it was difficult to break free. After a moment, it fell into Fang Ziqi's arms.
"The success you have today is inseparable from Fang Ziqi.
If this cause and effect is not repaid, you will never be able to take the next step towards cultivating the human form.
The Ziwei defense formation in Chang'an City will probably not target any of your demon cats that have not yet transformed.
Go to Chang'an City with Fang Ziqi, help him find out the truth, and vindicate the Fang family. Remember, you must not hurt living beings indiscriminately, and you must not be greedy, otherwise the monk will definitely beat you back to your original form with his own hands."
After Zhou Yi finished speaking, he lightly stepped on Penngling.
The golden-winged roc understood, roared loudly, and sucked those foreigners into its belly. Then it carried the holy monk and the Buddha Mountain on its back, soared up, flapped its wings, and flew deep into the night clouds.
The end of Nanjiang River.
Fang Ziqi saluted everyone in the Dragon Palace, then looked reluctantly at the sea in the south, then picked up the little raccoon slave and headed north under the escort of three demon king boys.
The little raccoon slave got out of Fang Ziqi's arms and jumped on top of him, looking unhappy.
Fang Ziqi smiled bitterly and shook his head, not bothering to care about the little raccoon slave.
Although he and this cat have shared a physical body, they have never been truly intimate. They are more wary and disgusted with each other. Now this cat has become the master's pet. It is really good luck.
At this time, the white elephant boy's exclamation sounded in his ears, "Oh, no, I just forgot to ask the Lord where the southern Buddhist temple is!"
The green lion boy also wondered: "Yes, we three brothers have traveled all over the south and have not seen a real Buddhist temple for more than 20 years. I heard that there used to be a temple in Xiaying Mountain in Guangyuan County. I heard that some people came from the south to the north.
The great demon in the past mentioned that the monks in the temple were actually transformed by our generation of spirits and monsters."
Hearing this, a hint of nostalgia and emotion appeared in Fang Ziqi's eyes: "Is this the Yeguo Temple the three of you are talking about?"
The boy Jin Huan quickly raised his hands and said, "It turns out that Senior Brother Fang also knows about this temple. I wonder what Senior Brother has taught us? We don't dare to violate the Lord's decree."
Fang Ziqi pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Master asked the three guardians to guard the Buddhist temple in the south, but there is no Buddhist temple in the south, so why not build a Buddhist temple? I think the Yeguo Temple in Guangyuan County is good, why not reopen the Yeguo Temple?
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The three demon king boys opened their mouths at the same time.
After a while, the white elephant boy scratched his head and said, "Do you need to recruit more spirits to transform into a monk?"
Fang Ziqi smiled: "No, this time, we want to build a real temple and ordain real monks. Remember, we are building the temple on behalf of the holy monks, so my master is the master of the temple."
"Amitabha, of course."
The three demon king boys clasped their hands together at the same time, smiling happily. They built the temple first and then protected it. This was regarded as obeying the holy monk's decree.
Fang Ziqi also smiled. Although the Tang Emperor hated Buddhism and there were orders to kill monks in places outside Fang, during the days when he was transformed into a cat, he witnessed his master transforming Guangyuan County and even the entire Jiannan Road into a
An iron bucket.
It couldn't be safer to rebuild Yeguo Temple in Guangyuan County.
Suddenly, from the distance of the dark night clouds, a strange light drifted across the sky, and the entire night sky seemed to be on fire.
A coquettish but majestic aura, like a fierce dragon flying fast, came from north to south.
Beside the bank of the Nanjiang River, there was a lot of discussion about the Buddhist treasure, and the dragon kings who were full of speculation also sensed the strange atmosphere full of contradictions.
In an instant, the expressions of all the dragon kings changed suddenly.
Even Ao Nitian couldn't bear to feel sorry for the lost treasure. He raised his head and looked to the north with a solemn face. His expression, which had not changed much when facing Lord Pingjiang, actually showed a strong anger.
All the Dragon Lords who have reached the level of Jiedu Envoy have sensed that the aura coming from north to south is a dragon's breath.
That breath drifted carelessly across the Nanjiang River, letting out a sneer.
"Dragon of Nanjiang, you probably haven't forgotten the account from back then, right?"
Dragon Ancestor Ao Qin had a hint of anger in his eyes.
It suddenly raised its head to the sky and howled, its dragon's roar echoed in the Nanjiang River, and its breath like a purple rainbow whirled like thunder, rushing towards the north.
The dragon's breath coming from the north did not dodge at all, and turned into a yellow beam of light, heading south.
Boom!
Two dragon breaths from the earthly fairyland collided over the Nanjiang River.
For a moment, the earth was flat, the mountains and rivers were swaying, and the violent waves of dragon breath spread in all directions, destroying the protective formations arranged by the Dragon Palace.
"Hahaha, Ao Qin, you old dragon still has some strength left. Don't be hasty, there is plenty of time to settle the account between you and me, the Dragon of Nanjiang."
That coquettish and majestic dragon's breath slowly retreated to the north, passing through thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in the Middle East, and finally disappeared into the capital.
It wasn't until this dragon's breath completely retreated from the Nanjiang territory that Dragon Ancestor Ao Qin stopped holding back and suddenly spat out a mouthful of purple blood, his eyes dimmed and his eyelids drooped.
Ao Chen gritted his teeth and said: "Ancestor, I'll go ask the holy monk to come back."
Ao Qin smiled bitterly and waved the dragon claw: "No, no need. The holy monk has gone to absorb merits and comprehend the Buddha's treasures. Don't disturb him easily. I am about to fall into a deep sleep, and I don't know how long it will take to wake up. Ao Chen, you go to the small room immediately
The Jinghe River kills Turtle Island, asking to see that master and learn from him! The rest of the dragons retreat to the Dragon Palace, strengthen the barriers and magic circles, and hide from the world to avoid disaster!"
Ao Nitian snorted coldly: "Ancestor, don't worry. My children will never let that demonic dragon invade Nanjiang! If that bastard dares to come, I will definitely let him go without return!"
The other dragon kings also swore firmly, geared up, and uttered the true dragon's breath.
Ao Qin's dragon body shook slightly, spit out another mouthful of blood, and said angrily: "Confused! Although this son has impure blood, he is extremely talented. Now that he has the help of the Demon Ancestor, he cannot be underestimated! All of you, please retreat for me!"
Don’t take even one step out of the Dragon Palace! You must wait until Holy Monk Yichen has finished his work and comes out to conquer the Demon Ancestor before you can be born! Keep this in mind!"
All the dragon kings were dejected. Although they agreed, their eyes were wandering.
Ao Qin took in this scene and thought to himself that it was terrible.
He could sense that his strength was being eroded away bit by bit by the feeling of fatigue. Two violent attacks forced him to fall into a deep sleep, but the children recalled that unbearable period because of the birth of the demonic dragon.
They have lost their minds in the past, and they don’t know what they will do after they fall asleep!
Ao Qin turned his gaze to Xiaolong Ao Chen, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and suddenly he slapped him with a claw.
A strong wind swept Ao Chen up and flew north.
"Boy, remember, no matter what the price, you must let the man from Zhu Bie Island teach you his skills. If you don't learn the skills, you can't leave the island! Remember! Remember!"
Ao Qin used his last remaining strength to send Ao Chen to Zhubie Island in the Xiaojing River, then sighed softly, closed his eyes, and dived into the bottom of the Nanjiang River.
…
Chang'an City.
Deep inside the palace.
The dragon's breath floated down and transformed into a beautiful young man wearing a silver-bearded python robe and a golden crown with an extraordinary temperament.
He looked in the mirror and touched his cheek, a cold light flashing in his charming eyes.
"This dream lasted for seventeen years, which is really a long time."
"Is it very long?"
The figure who appeared by the window at some unknown time said calmly: "Compared to the lifespan of your dragon clan, which can easily last for thousands of years, these ten years are nothing more than a nap."
The beautiful young man sneered: "But in this life, I was reincarnated as a weak human being. I only lived for a few decades. Now I have lost more than ten years. It is really a pity."
The man said: "Stop complaining. If not, how could we secretly cross Chencang and quietly release this demon dragon like you from the seal of Buddhism. More than ten years ago, our Divine Lord Palace created that battle of magic and Tao at all costs.
The "Five Marquises Rebellion in the Capital" incident induced the emperor of China to exchange his baby boy for a girl. Many princes and noble families were bleeding like rivers, falling apart, and the celestial phenomena were in chaos. They just concealed the truth from the sky and deceived the Ziwei Formation, which also made you become the Tang Dynasty today.
Prince. Now, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
The beautiful young man shook his head slightly: "But you let me sleep in this body all the time, and you didn't wake me up until today. I missed more than ten years of practice in vain."
The man said: "That is also to protect you. Only in this way can your dragon nature be integrated with your destiny as a human prince. Li Daitao was completely concealed from the Ziwei Formation. Now your father has inherited the throne and become
Emperor Tang, what you have to do is to become the current prince as soon as possible and gain a wisp of the aura of the Ziwei Emperor."
The beautiful young man's eyes flickered, and there was a sarcastic look in his eyes: "Father? Haha, even in this life, I am still a fake son. It's really ridiculous.
By the way, why is that arrogant Tu Bojun gone?
You can't control him, so you want to control me?"