"Tai Shang Tai Xing, adapt to changes without stopping."
"Exorcise evil spirits and bind evil spirits, protect yourself and your life."
On Square Inch Mountain, the sound of Lang Lang reading and chanting sutras came, quiet and peaceful. Hundreds of years have passed, and Bodhi, who was young at that time, still looks like a teenager now. His eyebrows are clear and bright, and they are only slightly longer than before. Other than that, there is not much change.
Qi WuHuo laid the foundation for him that day and traveled around the world for a year to establish his character.
After getting started, many classics were placed in Square Inch Mountain, many of which had explanations. But this young man saw the final battle of Teacher, knew what his Teacher had done, and knew that he had to carry more things. He was young and transparent, with a clear mind, and did not complain about his Teacher.
After that old man came to tell him everything, he felt happy that Teacher had never died.
From then on, for hundreds of years, he practiced hard alone and finally achieved success.
The lineage of Qi WuHuo, inherited from Dao Ancestor, values understanding the most. The great way of mind has been laid, and the Dharma door is behind you. As long as the understanding is sufficient, the mind is clear, and everything is the way, it is Divine Ability. Take it for yourself. Although he has been practicing continuously over the years, he is not trapped in this Square Inch Mountain alone.
His wife often visited him, and when he was in the True Person state, she once handed over to him a matching sword from Teacher.
That was the one Teacher used when he was young.
It is an ancient sword from a thousand years ago, and it is still the style of the ancient Divine Martial Dynasty era. The sword has a broad blade. It was once used to kill Human Dao Destiny, and it was called the killer of thieves. It was originally a common thing. Later, when Zhenwu attained the Tao, he ascended and was bathed in the immortal energy above the sky. It was recast several times and was reborn. The young man liked it very much.
Over the years, apart from practicing, I have also gone down the mountain from time to time.
He also often helped the people around him collect grain and grass during the busy farming season. If anyone got sick, this young Daoist would not hesitate to go to the rescue. Unlike doctors, this young Daoist always only used Spirit Grass from the mountains to treat illnesses, which did not cost much money. When weaving bamboo baskets, his hands were extremely skillful and even more agile than those women.
She is beautiful, but she often attracts the favor of some young girl young women.
young girl was quite affectionate, and always gave him some purse or something, but turned around and ran away with red face and ears. Those who were older were making some easy jokes, but it was a pity that young Daoist was ignorant and just smiled quietly, which was a pity. It was said that he had such a good skin in vain, but he looked like a wooden lump.
Other than that, I just go around and slay demons.
People in the towns at the foot of the mountain all know that there is a young immortal on the mountain. He has remained the same for hundreds of years in the spring, autumn, cold and heat, without any change. When young Daoist went down the mountain, he often saw those gray-haired old men and old ladies telling stories to the children.
It is said that the mountain behind the town is a sacred mountain, a fairy mountain, and there are gods and goddesses living on the mountain. There are always hunters and woodcutter who went up the mountain. They lost their way and saw the fog in all directions. They could not find the way up the mountain or the way down the mountain. They were in a hurry, but they saw the smoke of people and walked out unknowingly.
So when these children were listening in a daze, they would warn them in a serious manner, telling them that they must be well-behaved and not go up the mountain quietly, otherwise they would collide with the gods and be careful not to grow taller. When these old people told these stories, young Daoist would stand behind the shade of a tree with a bamboo basket on his back, watching these old people tell the stories that their elders told them a hundred years ago.
Young Daoist stretched out his hand and tightened the basket on his back, looking at the gray-haired people, looking at the red-faced old woman young girl who had turned into a silver-haired old lady with kind eyes after tossing and turning embroidering all night, looking at the children and grandchildren surrounding her knees, he stood in the shade of the tree, the wind blew through the young man's temples and hair, with a gentle expression.
Cultivation outside the world is also practice when entering the world.
I had morning lessons today and recited the classics.
Wearing a blue Daoist robe, with his hair tied up with a dark wooden hairpin, he kicked two pieces of dead dough cake into his arms, went to the Daheng preaching stone in the back mountain, opened an altar and lectured on the Dharma, and taught the Dharma and the Great Way to the spiritually-rich people in the mountains. Then he picked up his sword and walked down the mountain.
Hundreds of years ago, the final disaster has continued to this day and has not been completely cut off. During this period of time, all walks of life have worked hard to deal with the disasters of water and fire everywhere. Cold Silence Tribulation has solved many of them, but Heat Death Tribulation is still very serious and has had subsequent serious consequences.
The water level has risen, and disasters caused by tidal surges have occurred everywhere in the world. The water god Mountain God, as well as various sects in the world, are working hard to control the water. Now Bodhi has received a message, asking him to go to the East China Sea on his behalf to find senior Elder Ao Zang to find something to control the water. In the ancient times, the human race has already controlled floods.
Now it's just an ordinary thing.
Young Daoist Cloud Riding and Mist Driving, went to the bank of the East China Sea, went to the Dragon Palace, looked for the Dragon King, and understood the purpose of coming. Ao Guang agreed, and eagerly took young Daoist's arm, and pulled him to visit Ao Zang, who had been recovering from the injuries caused by the battle all these years. Ao Zang handed this thing to Bodhi.
This Daoist used a Sleeve Universe method to stop all these methods, and then he said gently:
"Thank you, senior."
Land of Guixu poked out the head of the huge black dragon. It was as majestic as Mount Tai, majestic and ferocious, far surpassing the dragon kings like Ao Guang. It was a pity that one of the dragon's horns was broken. He was young but majestic, with a fierce look. His dark golden vertical pupils swept across the young Daoist in front of him. He seemed to be able to sense the majestic vitality in this young Daoist. He was slightly impressed and said:
"The foundation is good. It is indeed solid. It has never insulted your name Teacher."
Seeing that young Daoist wanted to salute and thank him, Canglong shook his head and said in a confused voice:
"It doesn't have to be this way."
"You are fundamentally different. To a certain extent, Innate Spiritual Root is the strongest. Peach Garden's flat peach and Five Villages Monastery's ginseng fruit have to bow down in front of you, and they are of the same origin as Buddha. Really speaking, you have to be half a level above me in seniority. Between me, we can just talk about it."
"You came down the mountain this time for this thing, are you going to heaven?"
Young Daoist said neither humble nor arrogantly, "Not only that, there is another great joy."
Young Daoist smiled warmly and happily, "Master's wife has been pregnant for hundreds of years. Empress Nuwa told Yu Pindao that as a disciple of Teacher, he should go to congratulate him. After doing this, he sent this stick into the Tianque Doushuai Palace to have the old gentleman recast it, and then he went to see Teacher before his palace."
Canglong sighed and said, "True Martial Zhentian Spiritual Response Great Emperor, Demon Queller Celestial Venerable's children are so charming. It's a pity, it's a pity, I have damaged my foundation after all. I'm afraid I have to wait until the child grows up before I can go and see him. Go, go. I just hope that the child will not be affected by Fuxi."
Said so.
But the Canglong's eyes were fixed on the young man in front of him.
In my heart, I was worried that this child would be affected. After all, to a certain extent, this boy would also be the elder brother of Zhentian Great Emperor Lord's child. There are similarities between elder brothers and elder brothers, but they must not have any undue sympathy and resonance with that guy Fuxi.
An idea came into my mind, I just hope that the first child of that boy Wuhuo will not be a daughter, otherwise Fuxi will definitely affect this young Daoist, who has a very high background, a very strong foundation, and a lot of talent.
However, he did not say such words.
In order to avoid discovering Fuxi's "warm and familiar" appearance the next day.
Young Daoist bid farewell to this ancient old man, and left here again. Seeing East Sea Dragon Palace the tall and beautiful mountain peaks outside, he liked it quite a lot, so he held his head on the cloud, ate some fruits on that mountain, drank some mountain springs, and left Cloud Riding and Mist Driving feeling refreshed.
After entering the Human World, he slowed down. He saw monsters running rampant along the way, and he killed them all with his sword. However, before he was about to ascend to the sky, he heard the voices of old man and the young man talking in front of him. They looked panicked, and the energy of Innate Spirits and Demons came again.
"Innate Spirits and Demons..."
Back then, most of the Innate Spirits and Demonss were beheaded, and the rest escaped individually. Although there have been several large-scale killings in these years, these Innate Spirits and Demonss are all Divine Abilitys, so they are not so easy to wipe out. Over the years, young Bodhi has mostly dealt with these monsters when he came down the mountain.
He immediately looked slightly stern and went forward with his sword in hand.
"Run quickly, run quickly, Master!"
"Don't make any noise, little one, your Teacher legs are going to be broken!"
"Ugh!!!"
"Then why can't we outrun this guy behind us?"
"Because..." the old voice paused and said melancholy, "Because he has eight legs."
"!!!"
A rumbling sound came, and behind it was a Innate Spirits and Demons that somewhat resembled a spider. In other words, it couldn't be said to be Innate Spirits and Demons. This thing was at most just the creation of Innate Spirits and Demons, but it was also extremely difficult for the two masters and disciples to deal with.
"Bald Donkey, lower your head!!!"
The wrinkled old monk shouted.
The Young Monk next to him made a very standard fish attack, but it was swept by a strong wind. The front legs of the spider slashed fiercely across the front, tearing out a large arc of light. The thick trees around it were cut apart in an instant, and they fell to the ground, making bursts of loud noises.
The two monk were so frightened that they turned pale, looked at each other, and fell silent for a moment.
Then old monk shouted, "Run!!!!"
He turned around and ran away. The Young Monk opened his eyes wide and flew over, grabbing old monk's clothes. The old monk said, "What are you doing holding me, you brat? Go down and give Teacher some time. After I get out, I will recite sutras for you to be saved!!"
"Wow, ah, ah, I don't believe it!"
"Teacher You will definitely sneak away to eat meat buns!"
"Ah?! What, what kind of meat buns? I didn't eat meat buns. That is, that is a temple offering sacrifices to the five internal organs. This, this is a monk's thing, what kind of meat buns..."
Old monk wanted to throw Young Monk away, but Young Monk locked old monk tightly, but he didn't let go of either of them. He decided that the master and the disciple would be together. I was preparing a supper for the monster, but even though I was yelling like this, the spider Gods and Devils kept attacking, causing the ground around it to crack, trees falling down with a rumble, and countless dust being stirred up. The momentum was very scary.
But these two monk were peeing like shit and using their hands and feet, but they didn't lose even a piece of flesh.
That old monk got up on a wheel, clamped the Young Monk in his elbow, and looking at his age, when he opened his legs and ran wildly, he was more agile than a big boy. As he ran, he yelled at the top of his voice, saying, "Who is watching, if you keep watching, you will have to find my two bald heads in the feces of this thing!"
Then Young Monk said loudly, "Great God, take action!"
Although he seemed to be scared to death, he also felt happy, as if he was being led to play by Teacher. Although this experience was very special, he also knew that Teacher would not really leave him behind. Gods and Devils was slightly startled, and suddenly heard a sigh and the sound of a sword.
Immediately, his eyes went dark, and his entire body was nailed to the ground, with all eight legs lying flat.
His eyes widened, and Spirit Charm remained in his eyes, unwilling to give up, but he saw a broad sword falling to the ground. Immediately, a Daoist in blue shirt fell from the sky, his toes gently tapped on the hilt of the sword, his sleeves were rolled up, a whisk was used, and his hair was tied with an ink hairpin. His expression was clear and handsome, and his eyebrows were flying.
On the blade of the sword, there are two big characters.
[Kill the thief]!
This Gods and Devils's heart stagnated, and a chill arose. He thought of a name that has gradually become famous all over the world in the past hundred years, and his pupils were waiting for violent contraction...
"Kill the Bandits Sword, Square Inch Mountain Bodhi True Person."
"For three hundred years, Sweep Away All Demons has learned all three religions and killed the Buddha-natured Daoist True Person."
How did I meet this embryo-killer!
This Gods and Devils was frightened, but the young Daoist on the opposite side did not hold back at all, so he heard the sound of a sword rising to the sky. This Gods and Devils immediately Immediately after it disappeared into ashes, young Daoist gently jumped down from the sword, swept his sleeves and robes, and Kill the Bandits Sword whistled and circled, turned into a stream of light, and flew into his sleeves and robes.
That old monk patted his heart, got up, lifted that Young Monk up again, dusted him off, then clasped his hands towards that young Daoist and said with a smile:
"Old monk has seen Square Inch Mountain big True Person."
"Can't afford to be a big True Person."
Young Daoist replied gently, but when he turned around, he was slightly startled, and saw the old monk gaze, and was slightly surprised. A gentle smile appeared on his face, he nodded with a slight smile, and said:
"It turns out we are old friends."
Old monk is puzzled.
But the young Bodhi recognized this man. He had seen this man in his previous life while traveling.
It is Golden Cicada Master in front of the Buddha.
How many reincarnations is this time? In this way, is this Young Monk the reincarnation of Medicine Master Lapis Lazuli Light Tathagata?
No wonder this spider-like Gods and Devils is staring at this old monk, Golden Cicada in front of the Buddha, the reincarnation of the Buddha, for such insect-like monsters, but Unprecedented temptation, young Daoist suddenly understood, while old monk was confused, muttering in his heart, how could this big True Person recognize him?
It's broken. Could it be that you took a fancy to something on me?!
Of this poor bald donkey monk, only this Bald Donkey is more valuable.
Old monk felt tight in his heart, raised his hand and patted the curious little guy next to him, and said:
"What are you looking at? Quickly salute and say thank you."
This Young Monk blinked and looked at the young Daoist in front of him. For some reason, he felt an indescribable feeling of closeness in his heart. He saluted and said, "I have seen the great True Person."
Young Bodhi looked at this Young Monk who was much younger than him.
I felt the slightest similarity that seemed to reappear from the foundation.
The gentle expression on his face finally changed, and he became stunned.
"It's you..."