Seeing Mo Jiao's true body, although it is not a real dragon, it is enough to make this Great Xia monarch and his subjects kneel in panic. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info天籁novel.23txt.

"This is the case, when the immortal returns to the heavenly realm, when the fate comes, the disciples of this seat will preach in the lower realm. ”

When the words fell, the dragon swam up, angry on the nine clouds, the sky, a red gold giant gate, manifested the skyscape, and suddenly opened.

The immortal light disappeared, the gate of heaven disappeared, and there was no trace of immortals in the sky.

At the same time, the divine sound stopped, the golden lotus withered, and the colorful rui qi in the sky disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Everything is as if it had never been born.

If it weren't for the hundreds of thousands of people in the field who witnessed the arrival of the immortals, I am afraid that they would only think that they had a ridiculous and bizarre dream.

The people below, I don't know who was the first to react, and shouted: "Congratulations to send Xuanchen Shangxian back to the heavenly realm!"

As soon as these words came out, they spread rapidly, and the mountain bowed down: "Congratulations to send Xuanchen Immortal back to the heavenly realm!"

However, when hundreds of thousands of people under the Tiantai were fanatically worshipping and shouting, Liu Jing, the Great Xia Monarch on the top floor of the rooftop, was like a fool, staring blankly at the place where the immortals on the Xuanchen in the sky disappeared, and lost his mind and was silent.

The picture of the dragon ascending to heaven is unforgettable in this life!

"I can't imagine that in my lifetime, I will still be lucky enough to meet the true immortals of the upper realm!"

"I said the general, the minister of imperial history, now you can believe in the existence of immortals?"

"What the prime minister said is that the old minister has lived for fifty years, and today I know that there are still immortals in the world. ”

"King Xia, you harbor demons in your mansion and cause trouble in the East Palace, could it be that you want to rebel?!"

The immortal master enshrined by the royal court is also a demon, and the general's words, do you still want to cure the monarch's sin?"

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At this time, it had been several hours since the Xuanchen Immortal left, the sun was sinking in the west, the afterglow was reflected, and tens of thousands of people under the platform still chose to stay in place, and no one left.

Many ministers and ministers, princes and nobles are hotly discussing and hustle, and some far-sighted people have already taken advantage of this to lay out the court and play with right and wrong.

And more common people, far away from the court fighting, but they are still immersed, they are emotional, or fanatical, or excited, or crying, all kinds of beings, and so on, but what they want to express is the awe and worship of the immortals.

Compared with those ministers, their feelings are more pure and simple, and after today, these hundreds of thousands of people will be the most devout Taoists.

Believe, naturally, is the Heavenly Realm Xuanchen Immortal.

"Child, father, have you appeared, the back of the Xuanchen Shangxian is so familiar?" said a woman in the crowd to the man beside her.

The man scratched his head when he heard this: "It's a little familiar, and it feels very kind, just like ....... We've known each other for years?"

"Don't talk nonsense, how can you know immortals as a little carpenter. The woman gave the man a blank look and said angrily.

The man's face froze, and then he smiled awkwardly: "Hehe........... It's said, it's said, how can I know the immortals. ”

"Daddy, that immortal is Brother Broken!" the young man tightened the ironwood sword in his hand, looked at the sky, his eyes were shining, and muttered.

"Little rabbit cub, don't talk nonsense! You are a jade craftsman, how can you be an immortal, you don't learn well at a young age, you take a broken sword all day long, and think nonsense!"

The man grinned, stretched out his hand and patted the young man on the top of the head, but he relayed what the woman had just said to him.

"But............" The young man came back to his senses, his eyes were full of tears, and he spoke a little unconvinced, however, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man with an impatient face.

"But what? Let me tell you, little rabbit cub, from tomorrow onwards, you will throw that broken wooden sword to me, and honestly report to the master, at such an age, it is time to go to the school. ”

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The next day, the advent of the immortals was centered on the royal capital of Hucheng, and it spread and spread throughout the country for several days.

The heart of seeking the Tao is unprecedented.

Three days later, the prince recovered from his strange illness, and the monarch of Daxia feasted the ministers, granted amnesty to the world, and issued an edict to honor Xuanchen Shangxian as the immortal of the Great Xia State, Taoism as the state religion, and within the city, do not build temples, do not learn Buddhism, do not respect the sacred, and do not worship ghosts and gods.

On the same day, the monarch Liu Jing felt the kindness of the emperor and divided the kings, on the way, Xia Wang Road encountered bandits, unfortunately passed away at the age of 47.

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"Great monk, what do you want?"

Qingcang Mountain, on the shore of Bihu Lake, the young man sat in an ink shirt, held a bladeless heavy sword, and said coldly.

At this time, beside him, there were still two delicate and delicate girls, stroking the qin and holding the sword, and their faces were covered with frost.

It's none other than the three disciples of Broken Sorrow, Wu Yue, Lin Xiaoyuan, and Situ Ling.

At this time, the three of them looked solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Amitabha. ”

On the lake, there is a Buddha horn sounding, the Buddha light emerges all over the sky, the golden lotus is born on the clear water, countless spirit birds are circling above the sky, a young monk walks on the waves, he gives birth to the lotus step by step, the body is like a glass crystal, the body is shining, and a bald head is particularly bright.

"Donor, the poor monk said, you and I have a master-apprentice relationship, you should follow me into the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom. ”

The young monk stepped forward, he put his hands together, a circle of Buddha beads between his fingers was like a gold and jade carving, each Buddha bead contained a Buddha, and there was a Sanskrit chant to come out.

He walked barefoot, there were golden lotus floating waves, the void shook, and an invisible Buddha sound calmed into the minds of the three people, and it lasted for a long time.

"Great monk, I have already made it clear before, I already have a teacher, and I have no fate with you, why are you so entangled? Besides, what is the reason why your Buddhism does not accept female cultivators, and forcibly keeps my senior sister and junior sister? Isn't it that I am afraid that my family teacher will not succeed!"

"Amitabha, because of fate, all are fate, how do the donors know that you and I have no fate? ”

The monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, smiled together, he walked in the world, just like a Buddha came to the world, the boundless Buddhism shook people's hearts, this is a terrifying realm, step by step lotus, the Buddha's voice is like the sky, it seems to be to transform the three people, in this reckless green mountain to open up a piece of Buddhism Pure Land.

"Bald donkey, you are riddled with sins, you are the devil, your whole family is the devil!! Since you are so good at speaking, then I will tear your mouth and pull out your tongue to see if you can still talk lotus flowers!"

On the side, Lin Xiaoyuan, who had cultivated to the middle stage of Huading, heard the words, and suddenly jumped to her feet, and in the sneer, the jade fingers buckled the strings, the piano sounded like weaving, and the ghost cried, filling the world in an instant.