Cangyun said: "Are they waiting for me? Do you want to see which side I am leaning into?"

Manjushri said: "Yes, the three Buddha Masters value the opinions of the Cangyun Buddha Masters very much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏww?w?．?”

Cangyun said: "I am not a true Buddhist disciple, I have no interest in the grievances between them, I have another purpose for going to the sea of blood." ”

Manjushri's eyes flashed green: "Cangyun Buddha Master, are you sure you won't come into contact with any of these Buddha Masters?"

"Are you threatening me?" Cangyun was displeased.

Manjushri said: "How dare the poor monk, I just want to remind the Lord of Cangyun that the Lord of the Buddha has been inextricably linked with the Buddha Gate, and he is constantly cutting it." ”

Cangyun snorted coldly: "I have my own at most, and don't call me the Buddha Lord anymore." ”

Manjushri jumped down from the Dharma platform: "Respect the Dharma, the poor monks should still go and eliminate karma, the exit to the seventeenth layer is under the Dharma platform, please allow yourself to do your own thing." ”

The drunken monk shouted, "So many corpses, you won't dispose of them?"

Manjushri's figure reflected dark red points of light in the firelight, and turned sideways, his eyes full of indifferent murderous intent: "The poor monk has no interest in corpses, it is already innocent. ”

Looking at Manjushri's eyes, he shuddered, and secretly said If it weren't for Cangyun, Manjushri wouldn't have known how many times he had cut himself, and whispered: "Brother Cangyun, you can't waste your cultivation, how good it is to start a sect in the future, establish a Buddhist empire, and fight against them, if you can't beat them, let your uncle secretly destroy them." ”

Cangyun looked at the drunken monk with disdain: "Manjushri has passed this level, and below is Fuxian, what do you think he will do to you?"

The drunken monk laughed and said: "Manjushri has such a bad temper, he will give you a little face, Fuxian shouldn't embarrass me." ”

Cangyun said: "I hope so, I don't know who is guarding the eighteenth layer." ”

The drunken monk is in a good mood with Cangyun as a backer: "Let's go, let's go and have a look, maybe it's my old friend, when the time comes, with my three-inch tongue, I will definitely let you enter the sea of blood comfortably, and see your old friend, Ji Ling." ”

Cangyun thought of Ji Ling, his heart throbbed, and with a wave of his hand, he knocked the sixteen layers of indigenous corpses piled up into the air, turning into green pines and falling, giving birth to a piece of emerald green in the sixteenth layer, and a golden exit like a thousand words rotating appeared under the Dharma platform, and Cangyun stepped in.

The seventeenth layer, like the sixteenth, is the same as the sixteenth layer, with scorched earth, flowing lava, and clouds with fire.

Fuxian is already waiting.

Fuxian's sale is much better than Manjushri's, with a square head and big ears, a compassionate face, fair skin, wearing a robe, sitting down on a white elephant, followed by several indigenous people, although these indigenous people have ugly faces, but their expressions are peaceful, wearing monk's robes, and they look a little nondescript.

"Cangyun Buddha Lord, well, sinful, you didn't even die, hehe. Fuxian's words have no fireworks, like a drunken monk dying or not is a very dull thing, which makes the drunken monk quite unhappy.

Cangyun looked at Fuxian's entourage and said, "Don't call me the Buddha Master, you accept the residents of this place as disciples?"

Fuxian said: "Exactly, their cultivation is still low, but they have devoted themselves to the Buddha." ”

The drunken monk patted his belly and smiled: "Didn't Manjushri say that the inhabitants of this place were stubborn and almost killed all the natives on the sixteenth floor, did you forcibly brainwash these natives and destroy their original divine consciousness before letting them turn to the Buddha?"

Fuxian's eyes have been half-closed, and he said softly: "All things have good and evil, among the extremely evil beings, there are always good people, but they need to dig out the good thoughts in their hearts, the so-called put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, it is precious." ”

The disciples who followed Fuxian echoed: "Yes, it was the master who made us enlightened. ”

"Buddhism allows us to rediscover ourselves. ”

"We have decided to practice the Buddha path for the rest of our lives. ”

The drunken monk was very surprised: "Fuxian, you have such means." ”

Fuxian smiled: "This is the mystery of Buddhism, I am just preaching on behalf of the people, sin, today I worship under the door of Rulai, missing thanks to you, it is you who have achieved me, the achievement of the road." ”

The drunken monk asked, "Do you think that the Buddha is the Great Way, but the Maitreya Dharma is not the Great Way?"

Fuxian said: "If you come to the end of the Dharma, Maitreya Dharma and the Dharma of the Buddha are the same qi and branches, and they are the same root, how can it not be the Great Dao? ”

The drunken monk and Cangyun looked at each other a few times, and the drunken monk asked, "Are you sure that Rulai will be the first Buddha?"

Fuxian said: "I can already foresee that day, if Cangyun, Zhun Venerable, can support the Lord of the Buddha, then the Lord of the Buddha will be able to complete the road just around the corner." ”

Cangyun groaned slightly, and secretly said that he now has a request for Medicine Buddha, and wants Cai Shijie's contact method, how can he rashly help Rulai? Fuxian said this, I am afraid that it is because Fuxian is a disciple of Rulai, and he favors one over the other.

Fuxian seemed to see through Cangyun's thoughts, and said: "If the cultivation of the Buddha is slightly higher than that of Maitreya and the medicine master, if Cangyun Zhun Zun is willing to pass on the Demon Clan Avenue and the Supreme Fu Dao to the Buddha Lord, the Buddha Lord is very likely to break through, become the Buddha, and repay the peach, and the Buddha Lord should help the Buddha solve the dilemma of not becoming a Buddha." ”

Cangyun said: "Wouldn't it be good for me to teach the Tao at the same time as three Buddha masters, no matter who becomes the Buddha, he will eventually owe me a favor." ”

Fuxian's expression was indifferent: "Hehe, it's my small belly, I don't want to have such a mind, and I'm willing to make my own method public." ”

Cangyun naturally won't really put the rune Dao, The demon road is passed on to the three Buddha masters, so that it will not show the preciousness of their own cultivation, and only pass on to one Buddha master, the Buddha master should be very cherished, as the supreme magic of the sect, if it is passed on to the three Buddha masters, the three Buddha masters will inevitably confirm each other, so that the Buddha master himself is inconvenient after all, these Buddha masters are very likely to pass on the magic to the disciples, so that the disciples can confirm and learn from each other, and improve each other, so that all the methods of Cangyun will become the public method of Buddhism, but it does not show preciousness, Cangyun is not so generous to the people of Cangtian, how can he give Buddhism such a great gift。

"Today, I let Zhun Zun pass, which can be regarded as a little affection, I hope Zhun Zun will not forget. Fugen said.

Cang Yun asked, "Who is guarding the eighteenth floor?"

Fuxian said: "It is the view of freedom, and it is also a disciple of Rulai." ”

"It's a disciple of Rulai again, and it seems that Rulai has indeed gained the upper hand. Cangyun Road.

Fuxian shook his head and said, "That's not the case, it's just that we voluntarily stayed and guarded the last three layers of hell." ”

Cangyun smiled: "It seems that the dispute between Buddhism has reached the final stage, and the fierce battle in the past has subsided, and the disciples of the three sects can coexist peacefully, just waiting for the Buddha to appear." ”

Fuxian nodded and said, "Zhun Zun really saw it thoroughly. ”

Cangyun said: "I don't know a little, why did you want to enter the sea of blood?"

Fuxian said: "Just because of the four upper realms, except for the blood overseas, there is no place to accommodate Buddhism, and there is no place willing to set aside a pure land for Buddhism, Buddhism can only make a grand wish, stop the bleeding sea, and purify the blood sea to kill the spirit, so that the vast sea of blood becomes the pure land of Buddhism." ”

Cangyun was stunned: "This, Pure Land, indeed, if the Buddha is born, it is comparable to the existence of the Three Qings, and it really needs a Pure Land to make Buddhism prosperous." ”

It may be that only the existence of the Buddha level can forcibly purify the murderous energy and karma accumulated by the vendetta of the rakshasas and Shura generations in the sea of blood with the power of **.

"Quasi-honorable, please. Fuxian directly gave way and pointed straight to the golden swastika exit.

Cangyun nodded and followed the drunken monk to the entrance and exit.

"Master, have you forgotten to explain the eighteenth-layer seal to the quasi-venerable of Fang Cai?" a disciple asked Fuxian.

Fuxian said: "Well, with the wisdom of the quasi-zun, I can figure it out." ”

"Master, don't you think it's good to say, so why don't you let Master Guanzi explain it to Zhun Zun?"

"Well, you've gotten smarter. ”

"Master, did the charge of breaking the seal finally fall on Master Guanzizai, so Master Manjushri and Master Venerable let Zhun Zun go over?"

"Well, cough, talk less, chant more!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Let's go, let's wander around, yo my baby elephant!"

"Yes, Master!"

Eighteenth floor.

The ground is still withered, but the clouds are free of fire, and the lava is converging.

In front of him is a fairy mountain, full of aura, planted with purple bamboo, a Buddhist holy land, and the eighteenth layer is incompatible.

"Is that the dojo of Guanzi?" asked Cangyun.

The drunken monk said: "I can know Manjushri and Fuxian is the previous origin, otherwise I would not have the opportunity to see them as Buddhist disciples, hey, if it wasn't for the past, why wouldn't it be like this." ”

Cangyun only said that he deserved it, and walked towards the immortal mountain.

The bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain is dense, and the planting is very elegant, full of Taoist charm.

"Who is coming! This is the mountain behind the master's dojo, and he still doesn't stop!" A strong black-faced man rushed out from behind a piece of purple bamboo, holding a steel fork in his hand, and looked at Cangyun with great momentum, this is a black bull spirit, although he is too tall and has solid muscles, he has no choice but to cultivate it is really not high, it is not as good as a drunken monk, he can't see the depth of Cangyun's cultivation, but thinks that Cangyun is a drunken monk's entourage.

The drunken monk looked at Cangyun, Cangyun ignored the black bull spirit, and walked straight forward: "This is the back mountain, and the view is in the front mountain?"

Seeing that Cangyun was leisurely, the black bull didn't put himself in his eyes at all, and couldn't help but be furious: "Where did you come from, eat a fork of Grandpa Niu!"

"How did you feel when you roasted Manjushri's leopard?" In Cangyun's eyes, the black bull spirit was as slow as a snail, and the drunken monk understood what Cangyun meant: "I can be familiar with it again." ”

Before the black bull spirit understood why his fork was missing, he found that his soul was out of his body, and his tendon and meat that he had cultivated for a long time were forked on his steel fork, and the fat monk was happily lighting a fire.

"I, hey, you deceive the cow too much! you can't roast it, ah, my delicate **!" The soul of the black bull spirit was shrunk into a cow-shaped stone by the clouds, and it was held in the palm of his hand.

"Who is it, disturbing my mountain gate and roasting my disciples, well, it's weird. A voice came faintly.

Cangyun said loudly: "Guanzi, I am Cangyun, I want to go to the sea of blood, and I hope you will get out of the way." ”

"Cangyun Buddha Master, you, why did you arrive so quickly?What are the two bastards Manjushri and Fuxian doing?"

Cangyun tore a piece of meat down, and it tasted really good in his mouth, and the black cow who watched it almost fainted in pain.

"What do you mean?" Cangyun knew about Manjushri and Fuxian's calculations.

A handsome monk with a woman who was far away from ordinary came to Cangyun, dressed in a crescent-colored monk's robe, with a face slightly swollen red by anger, Cangyun couldn't help but be stunned: "You, are you a man or a woman?"