After bidding farewell to Taibaijinxing, Tianpeng returned to his floating island and glanced at the golden hoop in his hand.
He really wanted to, so he simply hung up his seal and left, quietly running to the lower world to avoid trouble.
Hide down there for a few years, wait for the news to pass, and then return to heaven.
But the problem is...
Does he dare?
Yesterday, I received so many gifts from the gods.
There are so many benefits to eating!
So many promises given away!
Now, he wants to run?
hehe……
I'm afraid the outcome will be worse than being hit in the back with a magic weapon dozens of times!
Sighed.
Canopy has no choice.
I can only bite the bullet and go to Biyou Palace again.
"I hope Taibai Jinxing didn't deceive me..." he said, looking at the golden hoop in his hand.
However, I just think of my last trip to Biyou Palace.
The canopy shivered.
The power of the saint who intercepts the religion echoes in my heart.
Especially that sword...
Panic is like the bright sun, towering like heaven and earth.
Unstoppable, uncalculated, irresistible!
When the sword comes out, the Buddha sheds tears and the Bodhisattva sings his lament.
Just like that, after timidly and hesitating for a long time, Tianpeng slowly picked up his Heavenly Immortal Seal, quietly left the floating island, and headed towards Nantianmen.
Before reaching Nantianmen, the canopy bumped into a gray-robed monk sitting on the bird's nest.
This monk was sitting in a bird's nest made of something unknown.
With his eyes closed, there is a wooden fish in front of him.
He kept knocking the wooden fish with his hands.
But there was no sound, not even the slightest sound, and there was not even anything in his hand to knock the wooden fish.
Just pretending to knock the wooden fish.
Seeing this, Tianpeng couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
A member of the Western sect who can appear and disappear in this heaven?
Who is the Buddha? Who is the Bodhisattva?
Then he stepped forward cautiously, bowed his head, and asked, "Master, are you here specifically to wait for the little fairy?"
The monk didn't answer and continued to knock on the wooden fish.
There were words in his mouth, but there was no sound of chanting sutras, and it was not known what sutras he was reciting.
When I saw the canopy, my scalp felt numb.
Several legends I heard in heaven came to mind.
It is said that the current thirty-three days are the product of the ancient heaven being broken.
The ancient world of heaven was inhabited by the demon clan.
There are countless powerful beings, and there are 365 golden immortals alone.
It can be said that it was at its peak, with pressure in the three realms.
However……
Everything was destroyed in a terrible disaster.
But occasionally, there will be immortals in heaven who encounter some unknown people and things and hear some terrible sounds.
And all those who encounter these unknown things are said to have extremely miserable endings!
The canopy quickly set up the auspicious clouds, and it was time to take a detour.
but……
He soon discovered that no matter what, he could not escape from the gray-robed monk in the bird's nest.
No matter how he flew, he always circled around the monk's nest.
Canopy was terrified.
He could only muster the courage to move forward again and asked the monk: "Master, what sutra are you reciting here?"
This time, the monk finally opened his eyes.
A pair of eyes like gold, with golden liquid flowing in them.
Drop after drop...
It flowed down like blood and tears, dripping into the bird's nest, igniting golden flames one after another.
It turned into little flame elves and circled around the monk.
"The poor monk here is reciting the Heart Sutra and knocking on the wooden fish in the heart!" The monk said softly, and then looked up at Tianpeng. Those golden eyes seemed to have magic power, which made Tianpeng unable to help himself.
He didn't dare to look at her, and even couldn't help but feel a little close to her.
"Heart Sutra? Wooden Fish in the Heart?" Tianpeng scratched his head. He really couldn't get around the twists and turns taught in the West.
But a good man does not suffer the immediate disadvantages, so he flattered him and said: "The master is really profound in Buddhism, but the little immortal is stupid and it is really hard to understand. Why don't we say goodbye..."
The monk smiled and turned his unwavering face slightly: "Donor, why should you be anxious?"
"The poor monk has a volume of the Heart Sutra, with fifty-four sentences, totaling 270 verses. Now that the donor is destined, why not wait for the poor monk to recite it once for the donor, so as to dissolve the demonic obstacles and resolve the karmic obstacles!"
Saying this, he did not allow Canopy to refuse, so he closed his eyes.
A black wooden awl appeared in his hand at some point, and he started to knock it.
Tuk-tuk-tuk...
"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva has been walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time. He has seen that all five aggregates are empty and has endured all hardships..."
The sound of wooden fish, accompanied by endless Sanskrit chants, comes to my ears.
"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color..."
The sound of wooden fish immerses the soul.
The sound of Sanskrit chants penetrates into the flesh and blood.
Jean Tianpeng was immediately fascinated, like a puppet, with only a mechanical body left.
At that time, there were hot tears rolling down from my eyes.
I couldn't help but kneel down and worship.
"Master...Master..."
Tianpeng couldn't help but kneel in front of the monk: "This disciple has sinned deeply! This disciple has sinned deeply!"
"Please, Master, save me! Please, Master, save me!"
I just wish I could dedicate everything I have to this great Zen master in front of me, the Buddha who loves the world.
The monk in gray clothes who was sitting on the bird's nest smiled when he saw this.
The whole body exudes endless Buddha light.
Illuminating the surrounding clouds and mist, the palace is filled with indescribable compassion and indescribable solemnity.
"Then tell me everything that happened in Biyou Palace that day!"
"Don't miss even a single sentence!"
When Tianpeng heard the decree, he immediately kowtowed and worshiped like a soldier who heard the order. At the same time, everything that happened that day emerged from his soul.
The stormy waves in front of Zizhi Cliff.
The might of the saint came towards me...
In Biyou Palace, the saint's various insights before closing the stone gate...
And what the sage said...
When he finally left, the sword struck the west.
There are all kinds of things, as if they happened just now.
Extremely clear and extremely clear.
Canopy was about to speak.
"Moo!" A cow's cry sounded from my ears.
It was like thunder, making the canopy tremble.
The sky suddenly cracked.
A terrifying big hairy hand tore open the sky.
Under the two horns shaped like crescent moons, there is a pair of blue bull's eyes, and countless lightnings spurt out from the bull's eyes.
"Where did this thief come from and dare to covet the master's secrets?"
"Come die!"
The big hand, carrying countless thunderbolts, grabbed it from the air and grabbed the monk in the bird's nest.
Click!
The entire bird's nest was grasped to pieces by those big hands.
But Bull's Eye showed a trace of confusion.
He let go of his big hand, and countless tiny weeds and fallen leaves fell down.
A wooden puppet that looked like a monk also fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
But it’s a substitute!
Tianpeng woke up instantly.
He opened his eyes.
I found myself standing in a corridor in front of Nantian Gate.
Ahead, you can vaguely see the clouds and mist outside Nantianmen.
Behind, countless fairy palaces are looming.
Everything just now seemed like a dream.
But it is extremely clear, extremely clear!
"What on earth...is going on?" Tianpeng shivered, and he felt countless goosebumps all over his body.
He understood that the dream he just had was probably not a dream.
But what really happened to him.
The two powerful men fought with him as the battlefield.
One is the gray-robed monk, who uses the supreme Dharma to transform himself into a puppet and pull him into a dream, trying to forcibly save him!
The other one seemed to be a great sage from the demon clan with invincible magical powers. After discovering the monk's intention,
Then he took action from a distance and directly interrupted the monk's Dharma.
Judging from that appearance, I'm afraid it's the Great Sage Jie Tian who currently occupies Luzhou in Beiju and reigns supreme on the Gale Wind Ridge!
The sage’s mount Kui Niu!
This made Tianpeng couldn't help but think of what Taibai Jinxing had told him about the fate of his predecessor.
"In the immortal mansion, he committed suicide with his own spiritual treasure and died..."
"It is said that his corpse was his own sword, which penetrated the back thirty-three times..."
"Both the soul and soul are destroyed!"
Taibai Jinxing’s words are still ringing in my ears.
The canopy was already shivering, and the whole body was cold.
He felt that if he made the slightest mistake, he would follow in the footsteps of his predecessor whose name he didn't even know.
It might even be worse!
This time, he was lucky enough to be able to alert the Great Sage Jie Tian because of his involvement in the matter.
What about next time?
Will he still have such a good life next time, will he be saved by a powerful man?
So, Tianpeng knows.
Going to Biyou Palace here will determine his life or death!
