After listening to what Taoist monk Ran Deng said, Zhunti Bodhisattva sighed with admiration and said, "How can the Taoist tradition be so prosperous?"
"Bodhisattva!" Rendeng Taoist suddenly became a little anxious.
Probably because he knew that the persistent Bodhi Taoist who was beheaded by Saint Zhunti was a close friend of Saint Jiejiao in the past.
We often talked about mysteries and Taoism together, and we also understood the mysteries of Hongmeng together.
Therefore, among Western religions, the Zhunti saints are most likely to be won over by the Jie religion.
"My fellow Taoist is confused!" Bodhisattva Chunti reminded with a smile. "The poor Taoist has to be confused!" In front of the incarnation of the saint, Taoist Ran Deng naturally did not dare to lie, and he could not lie. He could only say: "In this matter of life and death, the poor Taoist must be confused."
How can the Tao not be chaotic?"
Back then, during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, Taoist Ran Deng was the most ruthless in attacking Jie Jiao's disciples.
In the Zhuxian Formation, he even took advantage of the chaos to beat the Jiejiao Saint. When he arrived at the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, Ran Deng charged forward and personally killed Jin, the elder sister of the Jiejiao Master, with the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls he snatched from Zhao Gongming.
Our Lady of Spirits.
If the Jiejiao Taoism flourishes, not to mention the establishment of a holy dynasty, but the establishment of an imperial dynasty and the emergence of a holy king.
At that time, according to the decree of the Holy King, all the corresponding bodies, dharma bodies, clones and Taoist bodies of his burning lamps will be sacrificed as Yin sacrifices and abolished as female qianxie.
Under the influence of heaven and man, he will be repulsed and suppressed by heaven and earth.
Don't talk about meditating on merit and waiting for the opportunity.
Even a quasi-sage cannot bear the pressure of thousands of people.
Sooner or later, you will be driven to death by cause and effect! This light is very clear.
Because in the past, he was the third prince in front of the Human Emperor of the Xia Hou family, and he was close to the core of the Taoist system, and he knew the terror of the Human Emperor's power!
"Fellow Taoist, your words are serious!" Bodhisattva Chunti, although he understood that Ran Deng was right.
Based on the conduct of the Jiejiao saints and the style of the Jiejiao disciples, once the Jiejiao orthodoxy flourishes, power will be in hand.
Then, the Jie Jiao saints and Jie Jiao disciples will definitely take advantage of the opportunity to control the Taoism and use the power of humanity to pursue and intercept Ran Deng.
The dynasty's orthodoxy may not be able to find a quasi-sage. But the imperial dynasty and the holy dynasty are different.
Whether it was the Human Emperor of the Xia Dynasty or the Holy King Pan Geng of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, they all led their armies to conquer heaven and earth.
The Da Luo and Quasi Saints who were suppressed and killed were not just one or two.
But now, Ran Deng is looking to the West.
If you don't take advantage of it, if you don't take the opportunity to gain more benefits, wouldn't it be in vain that Zhunti Bodhisattva has studied Zen and enlightened the Tao for a few years?
Therefore, Zhunti Bodhisattva just smiled and said nothing, looking at Taoist Ran Deng.
Ren Deng Taoist could only take a deep breath. He taught an entire Huiyuan in the West and became the Deng Deng Buddha of Western religion. How could he not know the rules of the West?
The Western rule has always been: Want to ask Buddha? Yes!
Anyone can do it! But you have to make offerings!
Mortals in Xiniu Hezhou, even if they just want to invite a Vajra or Arhat from the Pure Land world to come and recite sutras and pray for their family, they must at least prepare three buckets and three liters of rice grains of gold!
Not even one less one!
Now, his matter is so big.
How can he be relaxed when he asks to be in front of two saints? Rendeng Taoist wriggled his lips, looked at Zhunti Bodhisattva, and bowed deeply: "Please Bodhisattva, please show great mercy!"
Now that things have come to a point, everyone is a knife and I am a fish!
Even if Ran Deng understands, as long as the Western Cult is still unwilling to bow its head and surrender to the Jie Cult.
Then, once the Chan Sect is at a disadvantage during a catastrophe, the Western Sect will have to intervene.
But he didn’t dare to gamble!
Because if he loses the bet, he cannot afford the consequences.
Zhunti Bodhisattva squeezed the flowers and smiled, and finally relented, saying: "In that case, the poor monk will go to Yuxu Palace in two days to meet Taoist Brother Yuanshi!
"Bodhisattva has mercy!" Taoist monk Ran Deng bowed again. But in his heart, there was desolation.
It seems that Zhunti Bodhisattva did not mention any conditions. However, who in the West does not
We know that in front of Western religious saints, in many cases, the lack of conditions is the biggest cause and effect.
Unfortunately, Ran Deng has no choice. Now that things have come to this, he has no way out!
Once Jiejiao wins the catastrophe, it will get a huge amount of time to develop and grow calmly.
Judging from the various human scenes described by Jin Zha and Mu Zha, it is easy for the imperial dynasty.
Even a holy pilgrimage is possible. By then, will he still have a way to survive if he burns a lantern?
Xu Ji slowly opened his eyes. The Crystal Palace in front of him was as magnificent as ever.
Countless golden light spots fell from the top of the head.
In the crystal wall, the shadow of the clock cast by the mathematical clock is ticking slowly.
The fifth day of May!
Xu Ji looked at the shadow of the clock and knew the current time.
Standing up, the mathematical clock had naturally flown out from the golden wheel behind his head, intimately surrounding and flying around him. Xu Ji subconsciously counted with his fingers, and countless thoughts flashed.
In the flash of thoughts, the sky and the earth are almost completely visible. There is no obstruction and no secret.
At the snap of a finger, countless scenes, people's activities, and discussions were mapped in my mind.
Xu Ji felt as if he had watched countless videos in an instant.
The rivers are surging, the sea is surging. The mountains are flowing, the cranes are singing and the deer are singing. The stars are shining, and the Milky Way is gurgling.
There are Buddhas bowing their heads, Bodhisattvas lowering their eyebrows, emperors teaching the Dharma, and billions of ordinary people working hard to make a living. After a snap of his fingers, Xu Ji blocked all these movements. And he himself subconsciously bowed his head and sighed like an old god:
"Mercy! Mercy!"
Now, he finally knows how powerful and terrifying the Dao Ancestor is.
I think because I am, I think because I am.
Heaven and earth, except for another Taoist ancestor figure or some special places.
As long as Taozu is willing, he can know a single thought, and he is omniscient and omnipotent.
"This is a little too strong!" Xu Ji sighed. He already understood the reason for this. The catastrophe has begun!
Therefore, the obstacles that once blocked, hindered, and interfered with Taoist thoughts and magical powers began to disappear in the natural cycle of Yin, Yang and Five Elements.
To put it in perspective, the previous mythical world was roughly equivalent to a battlefield where various high-power jammers were activated.
Now, these jammers are beginning to cease functioning.
Therefore, Xu Ji will naturally receive all kinds of useful and useless information.
Fortunately, under the guidance of Master Tongtian, he has gradually mastered and become familiar with the method of controlling his own magical powers, so that he can instantly suppress the restlessness of his thoughts and complete the filtering.
After doing this, Xu Ji held the mathematical clock in his hand, and then looked at Qingping Sword.
On the soap-black scabbard, a green lotus blossomed. Xu Ji stretched out his hand to grab it, and the green lotus floated naturally, fell into his eyes, and merged into Taoist thoughts.
As he walked outside the Crystal Palace, he meditated and digested the content contained in the green lotus.
"Sure enough, a great calamity is coming!" "The calamity is called: Struggle!" "Is this a world of great strife?"
Xu Ji's eyes flickered: "A hundred schools of thought contend, a mythical version of nations competing for supremacy?
"In this case, some Dao Ancestor-level figures must have ended up!" As soon as his thoughts changed, figures of Tao Ancestor-level figures emerged in Xu Jidao's mind.
At the same time, I also learned the names of these characters who represent the top beings in this mythical world.
Western teaching: Jieyin, Zhunti. Human teaching: Taishang. Chan teaching: Yuanshi. Demonic teaching: Nuwa.
"The Supreme Lord is Lao Tzu, the Supreme Lord is the Lord... "Yuanshi, is that Yuanshi Tianzun?"
"Empress Nuwa, is she the one who made humans out of clay?"
"On the contrary, the Western religion represented by Zhunti is quite unfamiliar!"
"Is this Western religion the predecessor of Buddhism?" "Then where is the Tathagata?"
Xu Ji thought about it, then he saw a
Distant picture.
Under a towering ancient tree, a bare-chested young man wearing a cassock was sitting upright under the ancient tree, meditating. As he breathed, there were bursts of Sanskrit sounds, and sandalwood rose around him. There were goddesses scattering flowers, and there were waves flowing from the ground.
Golden lotus.
The Buddha's light blooms behind him, bringing good fortune and good fortune.
The young monk suddenly opened his eyes and raised his head as if feeling something.
From Xu Ji's perspective, he happened to look at each other. Xu Ji was inexplicably thinking of something.
He reached out and grabbed something very familiar.
When he first came to this mythical world, he had found something in the ancient underground palace of the old god.
The piece was placed next to a cradle, an ordinary rattle.
Xu Ji lowered his head and shook the rattle gently. Dong-dong-dong!
The sweet sound of drums echoed in my ears.
On both sides of the drum, the names engraved in ancient characters gradually faded away in color and traces as Xu Ji played.
The name of Duobao turned into nothing.
The rattle in his hand also turned into a puddle of ashes. In the Crystal Palace, a stream of water rushed inexplicably, washing away the ashes and rushing into nothingness.
At the same time, the Shuihuo boy on the top of Qingxian Mountain in Biyou Palace suddenly turned around.
At this moment, the boy of water and fire shed tears inexplicably. But he had no idea why he was crying.
I just have a vague feeling that there is something familiar, and the people who were once close to me no longer have anything to do with them.
······Yu Yutian.
Lingbao Tianzun appeared from the rolling of countless divine thunders.
His eyes looked into the depths of the illusion, where the two treasures were being nourished and nourished by Yu Yutian's power and the merits from the Taoist lineage.
On the Jiejiao Monument, the name that was once engraved in the first row was turned into powder in an instant.
In the fishing drum, an ancient texture disappeared into nothing. Lingbao Tianzun sighed: "This is God's will!"
"From now on, Pindao has never had a disciple under his sect!"
The cause and effect has disappeared, and the ties have been severed. From now on, we will not see each other again as master and disciple.
"From now on, you are the Buddha and I am the Supreme Being. There is no more involvement or entanglement!"
Xiniuhezhou, a land close to the cold current of the North Sea, has a country called Kapilavastu.
The king's title is: King Suddhodana, who serves the Buddha devoutly and regards the Buddha as his country.
Since the birth of the king's son, auspiciousness has appeared frequently, and the Buddha's light has protected his body. Even after his birth, he pointed one finger to the sky and the other to the earth, crossed his knees and said, "I am the only one in heaven and earth!" King Suddhodana was overjoyed and did not dare to neglect.
The prince was sent to a Buddhist temple and placed under the care of the most famous monk in Kapilavastu.
He was renamed: Gautama.
As Prince Gautama grew up, his magic and intelligence also attracted countless city-states and kingdoms in the northern part of Xiniu Hezhou.
There are always Dharma protectors from ancient temples, living Arhats, and Buddhists who come from thousands of miles to make pilgrimages.
But the prince was nowhere to be seen.
He just sat and meditated under the Polo tree outside the temple every day, often sitting for days or months at a time.
During this process, the prince's supernatural powers became more and more numerous. Gradually, even the ancient living Arhats no longer dared to disturb the prince's practice casually.
But they did not leave, but stayed in the temple where the prince was, acting as novices and monks.
On this day, Gautama meditated under the Polo tree as usual.
Suddenly, he felt that someone familiar was looking at him, so he opened his eyes, but unfortunately he saw nothing.
I only heard a crisp drum sound, echoing in my ears. Dong-dong-dong!
For some reason, Prince Gautama, who had never had any worries since birth, suddenly felt sad in his heart, and crystal tears fell from the corners of his eyes one by one.
My heart felt like it was being crushed, and the pain was unbearable.
It was as if in just that moment, he had lost his most precious thing.
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Why am I like this?" Prince Gautama asked himself, but he had no answer.
Fortunately, the sadness and pain disappeared completely in just an instant.
After a while, Prince Gautama immersed himself in meditation again.
The slightest hint of Buddha's intention was scattered around the prince. Heavy Buddha's light overflowed from the prince's body.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe an hour, maybe two hours.
In short, when the sun went down, Prince Gautama opened his eyes and ended today's meditation.
He was about to get up and go back to the temple to have some fast food.
"Good! Good!" Someone stood behind me at some point.
Prince Gautama turned around and saw an infinite statue
The compassionate, sad-looking old monk stood behind him.
This monk seems to be thin and thin, but he is a majestic treasure, with endless Buddha mind and Zen mind, which are manifested from the monk. The sorrow on his face and the compassion all over his body reflect each other. At this moment, Prince Gautama seemed to
What did you understand? He bowed his head and bowed to the old monk: "Disciple Gautama, pay your respects to the teacher!"
on the day he was born.
The moment he opened his eyes and saw this mortal world, Prince Gautama already knew that he had a mysterious mission.
He also knew that the ancient Buddha would come to enlighten him, teach him, let him follow the right path, and let him realize his true nature.
"Excellent! Excellent!" The old monk clasped his hands together and neither accepted nor rejected Gautama's move to become a disciple. He just said, "Good man, in this life, you should be the Buddha, named Sakyamuni!"
After Gautama listened, the Buddha's light shook in the back of his head, and countless flowers fell from the sky.
When he realized something clearly, he immediately sat cross-legged, looked up and sighed: "How good! How good!"
"I shall be Shakyamuni Buddha!
"Good!" the old monk said, stroking his palms: "I have the true sutra, are you willing to learn it?"
"Sakyamuni wishes!" Gautama, no, Sakyamuni bowed his head and replied solemnly.
Above the sky tower, in the shining light of five colors, the Bodhisattva Chunti riding a peacock saw this scene, pinched his fingers and smiled.
There is no better arrangement in terms of cause and effect than the former Vice-Teacher of Interpretation, the present Ancient Buddha of the Western Burning Deng, who came to teach and guide the former great disciple of the Jie Religion, Taoist Duobao, and the present Sakyamuni Buddha of the West.
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The wonderful thing about this arrangement is that you get all the benefits of Western teaching, but there is no incompatibility at all!
The wonderful thing is that even if Tongtian goes crazy in the future, his Qingping Sword will have to strike Sakyamuni first!
The wonderful thing is that in this way, the outer sects, monks and disciples who were once taken captive to the West have now become Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Vajras and boys in front of the seat of the Taoist Master Duo Bao.
In this way, most of the cause and effect is passed on.
What's even better is that Ran Deng left Yuxu Palace and came to seek help from the West.
In this way, both Tongtian and Yuanshi in the future will be powerless and furious!
If you have the ability, you can slash with your sword!
As a rising star, the Western religion, which is inherently deficient, has no choice but to do this if it wants to succeed.
Take the path of the Four Saints of Xuanmen and take the shortcut of Xuanmen.
It's a pity that Renjiao Laojun only has one disciple, so it's difficult to start.
Otherwise, it can be arranged in this way. Thinking of Laojun, Zhunti Bodhisattva's face darkened and he was a little worried.
At that time, the Western Church had a private agreement with the saints of the People's Church not to lose sight of words or words.
The current Buddha of Western religion should be enlightened by the saints of human religion. Now, Western religion has torn up the agreement of the past.
Judging from the temperament and style of a saint, he probably won't have an attack right away.
But I will definitely remember this matter and look for opportunities to repay it!
"Helpless!" Bodhisattva Chunti said in his heart: "If possible, who would be willing to let Laojun intervene?"
The chess games played by people and saints have always been mysterious and ever-changing.
He is best at going with the flow and taking advantage of the trend.
Once you ask Laojun to have it, then
Given such an opportunity, this Western religion will sooner or later be controlled by it.
Therefore, when the opportunity came, whether it was the Yin Yin Saint or the Zhunti Saint, they made a prompt decision and broke the tacit agreement in the past without hesitation.
This is how saints get along with each other. The saint is not hypocritical, so he is a thief!
