In the Buddha Kingdom, Buddha light is circulating, black robed Emperor Lord is walking forward, Old Buddha and Future Buddha are on both sides, walking slowly forward, followed closely behind. The other Bodhisattvas, Vajras, and Arhats are not qualified to accompany them, they can only stand. Watching quietly from a distance, Yang Jian followed, True Martial Great Emperor seemed to be going to Forbidden Land, Old Buddha and Future Buddha stopped, only watching the Dao Sect Emperor walk alone to the most secret and mysterious place in Buddhism.
The importance and significance of that place, not to mention the foreign immortals, not even the own Bodhisattva, can go there. Its status is probably not inferior to Haotian Treasure Vault's status in heaven. However, when this gentle-looking emperor proposed to go there, Old Buddha did not have the slightest objection.
I just stopped outside this treasure place and watched True Martial Great Emperor go away.
That place is special, and Yang Jian never went with me.
Thousands of years ago, this place still had practitioners of the seventeen meridians Buddha Lineages. However, after the great tribulation a thousand years ago, it was much cleaner. True Martial Great Emperor walked slowly, with lush flowers and grass on both sides, and Bodhi Tree growing very well. Apart from the sound of the wind, there was no other noise.
Under the huge Bodhi Tree in front, a skinny old Daoist was already standing there waiting, with his hands clasped in front of him, calling him emperor, it was Ran Deng, and said softly:
"Long time no see. Old Daoist is so old, but the emperor is even more elegant than before."
Qi WuHuo looked deeply at the old friend in front of him, then smiled and said gently:
"Fellow Daoist, it seems that you have some understanding."
Ran Deng shook his head, invited Qi WuHuo to sit down, took out the tea cup and teapot, and made tea for the black robed Emperor Lord in front of him. He lowered his eyes at the tea cup and replied in a gentle tone, "It's not that I don't understand it. It's just that Bodhi Fruit has matured as promised back then, so I just gave it to the emperor."
True Martial Great Emperor was sitting on the stone bench, and when he saw Ran Deng raising his hand, he abandoned his Buddhist cultivation back then, and now he seems to have a different climate. Threads of golden Buddha light dispersed, and the Bodhi Fruit fell down, landing steadily on the stone table, and the threads of Buddha light circulated and changed.
This can be regarded as the companion treasure of the original Buddha.
After several kalpas of nourishment, its spiritual foundation is extremely profound. No one dares to underestimate this treasure. It is enough to make Mr. Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole a little moved. When this object appears, the Buddha light in the Buddhist Kingdom seems to be much richer.
Boom!!!
Above the Buddha Kingdom, there are blue and purple thunders running past.
The power of the thunder was strong, but it also vaguely carried the endless divine will. It shocked many Bodhisattva Vajra, but Ran Deng was calm and said softly, "This thing is too precious. Old Buddha They have some thoughts of leaving it in the Buddhist country, but Buddha had an appointment with the emperor back then, and this thing is now considered to be returned to its original owner."
"This thing Spirit Charm is rich. In the future, if the emperor wants to refine treasures or elixirs, it will be controlled by the emperor."
True Martial Great Emperor stretched out his hand, held this Bodhi Fruit in his palm, and felt its liveliness and spirituality.
I didn't stay on this top treasure for too long.
But he looked at Ran Deng the Daoist in front of him and said gently, "So, what about you, fellow Daoist?"
"In the Buddhist Kingdom, I will guard this Bodhi Fruit for a thousand years, and then you will follow me back to the True Martial Manor?" The old Daoist sighed, with a strong apology on his face, and said softly, "As I said, I won't leave."
True Martial Great Emperor seemed not surprised by this development. He just smiled and asked:
"Fellow Daoist, it seems that you have thought clearly. Can you tell me about it?"
Ran Deng the Daoist said, "Actually, there is nothing worth listening to. When I first started, I just lit lamps and candles in front of Buddha, illuminating the darkness on the left and right. It was because Buddha left, and no one around me chanted Buddhist scriptures anymore, and no one was willing to light up the darkness for the common people, so I was confused until now."
"During those years, I practiced the Seventeen Channels of Buddhism, but I could not find the way. When I was confused, I left Buddhism and went to Dao Path. Later, I saw my Buddha return and knew what my Buddha had done, and then I woke up... My so-called practice has always been just waiting for the return of Buddha."
"That's not practice. It's just placing your hopes on Buddha. It's like entering the devil's path."
"I have been sitting here for thousands of years and finally found my own path."
The old Daoist stood up, finally clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to the man sitting there, whose temperament was as calm and deep as the sky and the floor, and said softly:
"Over the years, I am grateful for the emperor's care. After today, I will not light the lamp and can no longer accompany you."
True Martial Great Emperor looked at him with joy in his eyes and said with a smile, "Congratulations, fellow Daoist."
Ran Deng the Daoist felt ashamed and said, "Abandoning the Tao and returning to Buddhism is no longer worthy of being an emperor or a Daoist friend."
True Martial Great Emperor said with a gentle smile, "Why do Daoist friends insist on Buddhism? The so-called Daoist friends are just walking together for a part of this journey."
"We've walked side by side, it's time to say goodbye."
"Relationships in the world are always like this."
Ran Deng felt ashamed and guilty, but after hearing this, his expression was complicated. He raised his head and looked at the majestic True Martial Great Emperor in front of him. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
True Martial Great Emperor Lord raised his hand, and the mature Bodhi Fruit slowly hovered in his palm, with extremely strong spirituality escaping and flowing. If this fruit were eaten by others, it would probably be enough to create the most perfect foundation immediately, and even the foundation for a large-scale product.
Even for those in the realm of Yuzun, it is an incredible treasure, and Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole was attracted by it.
But at this time, True Martial Great Emperor thought of the monk who used himself as a raft to transform the world thousands of years ago. He looked peacefully and looked up at the southern sky. He seemed to have seen the changing thunder energy in that direction, roaring and running, containing extremely powerful power, but he never fell down because he was on guard against Zhenwu.
True Martial Great Emperor retracted his gaze, suddenly raised his finger, and pointed directly at the Bodhi Fruit.
The majestic power flowed and changed. In an instant, Buddha light spread out. The boundless power rose into the sky and turned into a majestic stream of light. The sound of thunder suddenly became loud, as if it would chop down at any time. Yang Jian, who was sitting cross-legged, picked up his weapon and stood up, his eyes lit up. Amitabha Buddha, Maitreya Buddha, was puzzled.
Ran Deng the Daoist stood up, but saw that Bodhi Fruit turned into a stream of light. The vitality and spirituality were not refined, but turned into a boundless and majestic posture. True Martial Great Emperor suppressed and restrained it. Ran Deng was stunned and lost his mind, saying, "This, this is...!"
True Martial Great Emperor said, "Over the years, I have learned some creation techniques from Empress."
I learned a little bit about how to create life...
Ran Deng the Daoist was stunned.
Just this sentence gave him a familiar feeling. He still remembered that the emperor was like this back then. He said many jaw-dropping words in an understatement. And after Bodhi Fruit was enlightened and Buddha light dispersed, a young man who looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old appeared.
The whole body is clear, without any distracting thoughts; the spirit is quiet, with the fragrance of flowers, plants and trees, without the attachment of seven emotions and six desires. Its Qi is familiar, Ran Deng the Daoist recognizes it, it is the one Bodhi Fruit transformed into, its seniority is extremely high, if the age and heels are further traced back, it is enough to be considered as the same generation as the Jade Emperor and others.
But now that I have just woken up, my spirit is still immature.
This fruit belongs to wood and has no true form. It falls with the wind and does not burn when exposed to fire. Because Zhenwu Zhentian enlightened it with the method of Empress Nuwa, by chance, it turned into the appearance of a human race boy, True Martial Great Emperor raised his hand and touched the center of the child's eyebrows, Pointed out aura, which made him infinite Spirit Charm restrained, and then he slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as clear as the sky, but he was also confused and confused.
Ran Deng's eyes lit up, and he subconsciously took a step forward and said, "I'm a Buddha?!"
But he saw the confusion and ignorance in the young boy's eyes, the boundless clarity, like a bird breaking out of its shell, looking at the new world, so Ran Deng's footsteps stopped, and he recognized that this could not be the Buddha. Even if the foundation and background were similar, the young boy in front of him was not and could not be the unique Buddha.
Ran Deng looked at the young man with sad eyes, then raised his head, looked at black robed Emperor Lord in front of him, and said, "The Emperor is merciful..."
He originally thought that this Bodhi Fruit would be transformed into Pill Furnace by Supreme disciple, but he never thought that this True Martial Great Emperor would transform him out., he almost blurted out, hoping that the emperor could accept him as a disciple, but then he realized that even the god general Yang Jian was not his disciple, but was named under Refining Yang Temple.
Moreover, what a Daoist disciple emphasizes when getting started is that it is natural and cannot be forced. In the end, he just said:
"Thank you, Emperor..."
Although the child transformed by Bodhi Fruit was frighteningly tall in terms of seniority and height, he was still ignorant. True Martial Great Emperor stretched out his hand and transformed into a set of gray clothes for him to wear. The child pulled the clothes on his body curiously. The aura on his body gradually returned to the common world, but he was just lively and agile.
True Martial Great Emperor finished drinking Ran Deng's tea, stood up and left, followed by Yang Jian, who looked curiously at the immature boy who followed black robed Emperor Lord. This boy gave him an extremely ancient feeling, and he thought he was some elder.
When we walked out of the Buddhist Kingdom, the sky was already lowered, and the thunder was booming. It was not an ordinary thunder, nor was it Divine Ability of the Department of Thunder. This thunder was born in the Antarctic sky, roaring and circulating. Yang Jian's eyes narrowed slightly and he said, "...Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole?!!"
True Martial Great Emperor said calmly, "Yang Jian."
The voice was calm, but it wasn't a term of endearment or Daoist title. It already represented something.
Divine General Yang Jian solemnly said, "The end will be here."
Black robed Emperor Lord said calmly, "Go to the True Martial Manor and tell the giant spirit, Wang E, the king of heaven, and Heavenly Marshal Tian Peng to be ready."
This sentence was calm, but it made the eyes of Amitabha Buddha on both sides twitch wildly, their expressions slightly condensed, their hands clasped together, and they bowed and saluted. They did not dare to ask, but they were horrified and sighed in their hearts--
The sword-wielding young Daoist back then, now has the terrifying power to stir up the entire Six Realms in one sentence, or to suppress the order of the Six Realms.
This sentence... could it mean that Beidi Zhenwu is finally going to take action against Great Emperor Changsheng of the South Pole?
The conflict between the two sides has finally reached a limit, and the situation can no longer be eased?
Thoughts surged in the hearts of these Buddhist practitioners, but they did not dare to ask.
The Supreme Zhenwu, Town Heaven Spiritual Response, the position of the Royal Master cannot be easily measured.
Don't dare to be moved, don't dare to be moved.
Don't dare to think, don't dare to think.
Yang Jian saluted again, turned into a ray of light and left. The group of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas sent True Martial Great Emperor away from the Buddhist Kingdom. When these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas stopped, Ran Deng the Daoist was still standing at the front, silently seeing each other off. Black robed Emperor Lord paused and said gently, "Fellow Daoist, just send it here."
Ran Deng paused, looked at the back in front of him, and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.
True Martial Great Emperor never looked back, just smiled and said softly, "Fellow Daoist, don't worry."
"You have your own path to walk, and I have my own path, but no matter where you go in the future, at least this journey is worthwhile. I am lucky to be able to walk with you on this journey... Master Ran Deng."
Behind him, the old Daoist trembled when he heard the title.
The old Daoist raised his head and looked at him.
In a daze, what he saw in front of him was not the enigmatic True Martial Demon Queller Great Emperor with a temperament as deep as prison, but the Daoist priest from more than a thousand years ago, the young man with spring breeze and autumn moon in his eyes and a smile on his lips. He turned slightly sideways, looked at the burning lantern, his eyes were calm, as if he already knew something, and said softly:
"The road is vast, let's go our separate ways. Fellow Daoist, I say goodbye."
Ran Deng was lost for a long time. When Central Province Prefecture City met, Demon Realm fought together, and Lantuo Temple saved his life, the scenes of being together day and night for a decade, and sitting idle for a thousand years, all became vivid and appeared in front of his eyes. Ran Deng suddenly laughed, smiled and cried.
He put his hands together, his black hair fell out, and it was old monk again, and he said softly:
"So, Wu Huo..."
"Farewell."
"We will meet again someday if we are destined."
So the True Martial Great Emperor in his eyes was Qi WuHuo again. Qi WuHuo nodded gently, turned around, and under the gaze of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, he took the seemingly ordinary little boy with his palm and walked out of Lingshan Mountain in the Buddhist Kingdom. He gradually walked away and could no longer be seen.
Behind him, Ran Deng old monk also turned around and walked back to the Buddhist Kingdom step by step.
He walked under the Bodhi Tree plant, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his body was in the hazy Buddha light. Suddenly, his body was enveloped in it, and he recited Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and then said:
"I must swear to practice the Buddha rectification with my own body."
"If the World Honored One wants to observe, I will use my eyes; if the World Honored One wants to punish, I will use my fists."
"If the world is dark and turbid, the World Honored One cannot come out, and the world is dark, I would like to transform myself into a candle and light a lamp with my body."
He clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, Buddha light soared into the sky, vast and majestic, flowing vastly, and when it gradually dispersed, under that Bodhi Tree, there was no longer the same young man as before. Zhenwu, Ran Deng the Daoist, who walks the world together, is no longer the burning lamp old monk who practiced Buddhism to the fullest, abandoned Buddhism to practice Daoism, sat there for a thousand years, and returned to Buddhism.
Under Bodhi Tree, the only light is always on.
Shining to the left and right.