The old monk of the treasure mirror couldn't help but be surprised when he learned that Mo Fei was the descendant of Dao Yin Zhenren, the predecessor of the Xuanmen True Immortal a thousand years ago.

The Guy Dao Yin True Person has a great reputation, and in the entire Divine Cultivation World, he is an existence located at the top of the pyramid. According to the records of the great monks of Buddhism, his cultivation has reached the level of pure yang immortals, which is equivalent to the realm of the three Buddhas in Buddhism.

Yes, although the origins of the two religions are different, this old monk also admires it.

Unexpectedly, this handsome and elegant, fairy-like young monk in front of him was actually this powerful disciple, and the surprise and shock in his heart could be imagined, and he gave birth to a feeling that he was still in a dream.

I involuntarily used the two kinds of Buddhist powers, Tianyantong and Fate, to see through the past and future life trajectories of the young monk in front of me, but found that whether it was the past or the future, it was all chaos, unable to see clearly, incomprehensible, and unpredictable.

The handsome young man in front of him, smart and elegant, bright and quiet, perfectly integrated with the surrounding natural environment, like a breeze and clouds, unpredictable. Standing in front of it, it seems to be facing a deep mountain and abyss, unattainable and unfathomable.

Put away the amazement in your heart. Since this is a disciple of the Taoist Pure Yang True Immortal Dao Yin Zhenren, it is not surprising that he has such a realization.

As the saying goes, there are no weak soldiers under a strong general, and this Longyuan real person is naturally far from being comparable to ordinary monks. Thinking of this, the master of Baojing called the Buddha "Amitabha, the poor monk is the abbot of Longhua Temple, and he has seen the real person of Longyuan Daomen." ”

The old monk had just vaguely seen a handsome and upright figure in the fixed realm, although it was vague, but its shape was discerned. But it is quite similar to this Longyuan real person. And after hearing the name of the Tao, my heart moved. It seems that in the haze, there is a hazy image flashing in the heart. In his heart, he already knew that perhaps this Longyuan real person was the key to this, so he bowed respectfully, as if facing a Buddhist master.

Xu Xinyou, the old Taoist priest on the side, Xu Zhenren, and Zhou Chongxuanju, the current master of Sanqing Palace, were all surprised, and they didn't know why Lu Dao, a Buddhist monk, was so respectful to Brother Mo Dao.

Although both Buddhism and Taoism practice the method of birth, after all, the schools are different, that is, Mo Daoyou has a special identity and a profound cultivation. As a leader in Buddhism, the great monk of the treasure mirror does not have to behave like this. The respectful place seemed to be a student facing the teacher, and for a while, everyone in the pavilion had doubts in their hearts.

Mo Fei hurriedly returned the salute. I was also puzzled in my heart, I don't know why this kind-faced old monk was so polite.

Everyone saw it, and the guests and hosts sat down. The old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou ordered the little boy standing on the side to put melons and fruits on the table, poured fragrant tea, and then said with a smile: "Baojing, although you and I are close neighbors, we practice separately on weekdays. There are very few contacts, and today you came to congratulate me on breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation, but I was greatly surprised, and I saw your words and deeds. Could it be that you are here for Brother Mo Dao? ”

The old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou is also direct. Now that the cultivation has broken through to the late stage of foundation building, the heart is like a child, and God and Tao are together. What is pursued is a state of thoughtlessness and thoughtlessness, emptiness and tranquility. As the saying goes, "caring for purity, the heart is the same".

Yes. After everyone sat down, the old Taoist priest went straight to the point and directly asked the confusion in his heart. When everyone here heard this, they all focused their eyes on Master Treasure Mirror. What the old Taoist priest said was the same as what everyone thought in their hearts.

"Amitabha", Master Baojing put the bone china teacup in his hand on the stone table, folded his hands, and recited a Buddha name, and then said: "The monks don't speak, and the poor monks came to Xu Zhenren's Sanqing Palace this time, but there is a major event to discuss with you." ”

"I hope the master will say it clearly." Everyone here listened intently, trying to understand the purpose of the old monk in this Taoist cultivation place.

"True person, when you broke through just now, you attracted the power of the rules within a radius of several miles from the Sanqing Palace, so that the clouds and mist in the Jicui Mountain were cloudy, and the rui qi was striped.

At that time, Lao Wei was meditating in the meditation room, practicing the method of meditation, but he was guided by the vision of a real person, and he was born of wisdom in his concentration, and faintly saw the way of change in the future of this Jicui Mountain. Fierce beasts are infested, there are crises everywhere, in the mountains and forests, there are no traces, and the palaces and temples that were prosperous in the Taiping era are empty. But I don't want to have such a disaster in the red dust, and I am embarrassed.

Among the Xuanmen, there are many ways of divination, observing the sky and checking the luck, and my Buddhism fate is also the same, it is to come to talk with all the Taoist brothers. ”

After that, the old monk let out a long sigh, and a sense of compassion slowly revealed.

"It's just right to see this Longyuan real person, but it's quite similar to the master of salvation I saw in the fixed realm, and there is a gaffe in my words, I hope you will forgive me."

"Oh, the treasure mirror Dao nature also used to feel something, but I can't hide it, three years ago, the poor Dao divined the heavenly machine, calculated the catastrophe of the red dust, and was counterattacked by the rules of heaven and earth.

The old Taoist priest Xu Xinyou saw that the treasure mirror was straightforward, so he had nothing to hide, and he talked about it in detail according to what he knew.

In the small pavilion, there was silence for a while, and everyone on the seat was contemplating, whether it was the heavenly opportunity measured by the Tiantai Mountain vein thousands of years ago, or the future scene that Xu Xinyou and the old monk observed in the fixed realm, all of them coincided, which had to make everyone feel the seriousness of the situation.

The small pavilion swept away the plain and clear distance just now. The kind of lofty style and deep interest of the Taoist Zen machine was suddenly washed away by a gloomy atmosphere.

This solemn feeling slowly spread to the outside of the Heart Cultivation Pavilion, and the birds and birds of all colors who were originally attracted by the light and peaceful atmosphere of the people in the pavilion couldn't bear this solemnity and depression, and they all screamed and scattered in all directions.

Aoyagi, who was sitting behind Mo Fei, gently pulled the hem of Mo Fei's clothes and called softly, "Senior brother, senior brother, the birds have been frightened away." ”

Mo Fei came back to his senses and glanced at the bamboo forest swaying in the forest breeze outside the small pavilion, with branches and leaves, like ocean waves, overlapping and overlapping. Green trees and green mountains, flowing springs and waterfalls, there are faint clouds and mist rising in the valley, blown by the mountain wind, scattered and elegant, more and more appear the tranquility of the ancient view of the deep mountains and the emptiness of the mountain light and cloud shadow. The mood that had been a little depressed suddenly became calm.

Affected by Mo Fei's mood and emotions, the atmosphere in the pavilion has changed again, and the vitality is popular in the emptiness, and the quiet Taoist rhyme and Zen fun flow slowly, making it even more diluted and ethereal.

In the midst of this alternating change, everyone in the pavilion woke up and couldn't help but look at each other. All of them sighed that Mo Fei's cultivation was profound, especially his comprehension of the Tao, which had reached a height that others could say was unattainable, and his words and deeds could affect everyone unconsciously, which really made the monks present admire.

Master Baojing clasped his palms together and said, "Mo Zhenren, but I don't know what kind of solution we should take in the face of the changes in this red world?" (To be continued......)