The green ox stepped into the void, and every step fell in the void and shook out bursts of thunder, the sound was like thunder, and in an instant, the clouds were all dispersed, surging wildly to both sides, like a wave, so the momentum was obviously huge and earth-shattering, but it seemed to be silent, and the people under the mountain seemed to be unable to hear the slightest, and they still lived an ordinary life.

Wei Di listened to this scene and watched it, shocked, the heart turned over the river and the sea, it is difficult to describe in words, I only feel that my scalp is numb, for a while, it is precisely because I know more, so the mood and feelings at this moment are more intense, and it is not enough for outsiders to be humane, my heart shook, my throat paused, and it was difficult to say anything.

And at this moment, the emotions are stirring like a river, like opening the world, bowing his head, but seeing that the mountain is still calm, people come and go as usual, children are running on the path, and the man holding the winter cabbage is shouting something while walking, his body is shaking, and the flat shoulder is also shaking, just like this red dust day, shaking and shaking, and finally moving forward step by step.

People on one side talked about this year's year, and there was a slight smile on their lips when they talked about their children's studies.

Red dust is as warm as ever.

It has not been disturbed by this external object in the slightest.

The Taoist rode a green ox down the mountain to enter the world, but the people under the mountain remained the same.

A movement and a stillness, a yin and a yang, but at this moment it seems to fit, the heart of the listening suddenly gave birth to a trace of indescribable touch, there is a way to do nothing, subtle and subtle, but it is also difficult to resort to words, he was stunned and quiet for a long time, but suddenly there was a sense, turned around, but saw that the three courtyards on the mountain slowly disappeared, leaving only the young Taoist a courtyard.

Di lost his mind and muttered: "Yard, how can there be only one yard left?" ”

A woodcutter rushed early in the morning, picked up a flat shoulder, carried two bundles of firewood, and pinned a firewood knife to his waist, came from the bottom of the mountain, his footsteps were swaying like red dust, and he laughed when he heard this: "Hahaha, isn't there only this room here?!" Besides, it has not been inhabited for a long time, and it has long been covered with dust. ”

"Huh?!"

Di was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "Huh? ”

"Hahaha, don't believe it, look!"

The woodcutter raised his hand, pointed at it from afar, and looked up, and sure enough, he saw the house on the mountain, which seemed to have passed a long time, the house was locked, the wood was notched, the ground in the courtyard was full of snow, and the table was also full of snow, but the snow on the table was not very thick, no one had stepped on it, it was still white, and the branches and leaves of the plum tree were craggy, and the petals of the flowers were falling one by one, as if they were unhurried, as if the years were eternal.

The woodcutter laughed: "Ha, what nonsense? ”

"I've been collecting firewood here for a long time, and there's only one room here."

Immediately laughed and walked forward, bypassing Di Ting, and going deeper into the mountains, and walked and sang: "Watching chess is rotten, logging Ding Ding, Yunbian Gukou Xu Xing, selling salaries and wine, laughing wildly and cultivating his feelings." The autumn is high, and the pine roots of the moon pillow are bright. ”

"Recognize the old forest, climb the cliff and cross the ridge, and break the withered vine with an axe. Harvest into a load, in the song market, easy rice three liters. There is no competition, the price is mediocre, there will be no clever calculations, no honor and disgrace, and tranquility will prolong life. ”

"Where we meet, if you are not an immortal, you will be the way, and you will sit quietly and talk about the Yellow Court."

The song grew far away, and the woodcutter made a few turns on the road, and gradually drifted away, and as the mountain mist shrouded him, he could not see, but he lost his mind for a long time, and suddenly woke up like a long dream, and said, "Ah, yes." ”

"It's time for me to go back to the Dead City."

And on the top of the mountain, the three Taoist ancestors looked at their disciples far away, their expressions were either gentle, or lonely, or plain, but they smiled at each other, nodded, and then each looked for a direction, pacing, in an instant, it was also far away, and there was no trace of any traces, the sky here is high and the clouds are wide, the red dust is all beings, the mountains are pure, the snow is endless, but the sound of the song does not seem to exist.

……………………

Qi Wufu stopped at the top of the mountain for a long time, watching the luck, like a dam blocking the river, the momentum of luck was turbulent, but they were all stopped, although they were stopped, but the majestic momentum was not reduced, the points were not bad, but they were constantly accumulating, and when the accumulation reached the extreme, it burst out, showing a power far beyond their own limits.

Take advantage of the trend to ride the green ox down, step on the long river of luck, and the momentum is monstrous.

Above the sky, the sun rose, and the purple streamer fell on the young Daoist's robe.

The robe moved slightly in the wind, and it seemed to glow with purple as well.

The Taoist raised his hand, and carried the Bajinggong lamp in his palm, and the first day of the day was born into my lamp, a little purple gas, and then he rode the fast wind of the nine heavens and thousands of miles, and all of them entered my sleeve robe, and the purple gas was soaring, burning all over the dome, and then with the green ox stepping on the clouds step by step, it seemed to ripple layer by layer, and the purple gas continued, and it was on this cloud river, and the smudge spread.

There are Taoist Qi refiners, who practice every day, pay attention to the heat, and when they are born on the first day of the Great Day, they breathe and breathe, and collect that wisp of purple qi into the body, so as to strengthen the prestige of the internal Qi.

Zhongzhou City, Lianyang View.

The little Taoist priest Mingxin sprinkled in front of the Sanqing Palace, and also looked at the sky to breathe, this is his habit, although it is said that the existence of purple gas, if it survives or dies, it is difficult to determine, but day after day, year after year, there will be something in the end, but at this moment suddenly paused, but found that today's purple gas not only disappeared in an instant, but was like a big river, surging, not knowing how to break, tide after tide surged.

The little Taoist priest opened his eyes suddenly.

Immediately stunned.

threw the broom in his hand that was tied by the uncle who stayed here more than a year ago to the ground, and immediately shouted:

"Master, Master!!"

"Master, come out and take a look!"

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Master, come out and see, come out and see!"

Mingxin didn't care about it, and dragged the old Taoist priest out, the old Taoist smiled and comforted the disciple to say something big, fuss, and pull the old Taoist me out, and then walked out, raised his head and looked out, and then his expression froze in an instant, and he almost forgot to breathe and forget to speak for a while.

What everyone sees today.

The purple gas is continuous, majestic and majestic, and spreads out like a long river.

30,000 miles from west to east.

Straight to the capital.

In the capital, thousands of craftsmen have been sleepless, desperately to process, to rush to work, a square boulder from the mining ground was excavated, and then with the practice of the wrestler to carry it, quickly spliced, in the center of the capital, in a very short period of time, to create a huge ring.

Whether it is Buddhism, Taoism, family, soldiers, generals, or ordinary people, all pay attention to this matter, not to mention many pulp sellers and pawns selling things, they will come here every time to see for a while, even naughty children, will look at this huge competition platform in a daze.

They knew that it seemed to dictate whether or not they wanted to shave their hair in the future.

decided whether he could live with the little girl who was a childhood sweetheart.,Live together with a red face in the jokes of the elders.。

In their cognition, there are no magnificent and great things, just these small things, such as not being able to eat drunken dates, not being able to wear too conspicuous clothes, having to shave their hair, and swearing their heads with lit incense, and not being able to eat meat, but these small things come together and turn into big things that even children know the weight.

The Emperor of Man still lives high in the attic.

Sixteen monks who were either compassionate or gentle sat cross-legged at one end of the imperial city, dressed in ordinary and simple robes, and they all carried a very strong Buddhist charm, which was powerful, but also compassionate and gentle, and was able to step through the eight tribulations similar to the Taomen, and the practitioners of Buddhism who had reached the realm of bodhisattvas all walked out of their own paths and had their own understanding of the Dharma of the Buddhas.

The practice of this body is not vain.

And the reason why I came here is just a matter of time and fate.

Because they are all recognized by the vast number of Dharma, the grand goal of the vast number of Buddhism, they have gathered under this one goal, and they are attached to it, believing that for the sake of this ultimate result of absolute justice and absolute correctness, some cruel methods and mistakes in the process are not unacceptable.

They even took some kind of special pill for a short time, which lowered their realm and cultivation, and what they showed was just ordinary Buddhist monks, and there were no bodhisattvas, no cause and effect, and all the Buddhas and dharmas mastered the realm of freedom and subtlety, in order to superficially conform to the Buddha's path theory this time.

One of the monks' eyes opened slightly, and his gaze swept over the surrounding beings, such as looking at the grass and trees, watching the grass and trees ruthlessly, and watching the common people like this; Viewing the compassion of the common people, and the same is true of the grass and trees, which is the realm of Buddhism as the same, and the so-called equal treatment, at this moment his gaze is calm and gentle, and falls on the opponent in front of him.

Daomen also seemed to know that there was something wrong with these Buddhist monks who had never heard of their names in the past.

The great monks and virtues of hundreds of years are not here.

If it is not an ascetic monk who has been cultivating to this day, it is a famous monk hundreds of years ago, or even a thousand years ago, ordinary Taoists will definitely not be the opponents of such monks, at this moment in the land of Taoism, there is only one person sitting cross-legged with a sword, pouring himself a drink, his appearance is free and easy, but he smiled: "The other side of you, it seems to be a poor old man, but you want to drink some wine to moisten your throat?" ”

The monks did not answer.

The eyes of those monks locked on the self-pouring, quite wild Taoist, and recognized that he had seen this Shangdong immortal above the Tianque, a pure yang true qi, and the cultivation realm had reached the true monarch was quite thick, but suddenly one day, he fell into the eight tribulations of love again, and continued to fall from the realm of the true monarch, and finally fell into the realm of the earth immortal.

Today, however, it seems to be more sharp than in the past.

But it is clearly a sign that he has gradually broken through the eight tribulations of love and wants to re-enter the realm of the true monarch.

Once a true monarch, he fell under the eight tribulations, and climbed back to the original realm again, the true monarch who achieved this way is completely different from the true monarch who has been cultivated step by step by ordinary people, the realm is deeper, and the background is thicker.

And behind this Lu Chunyang is Li Zhai, the leader of the military family wearing armor.

With an indifferent expression, he calmly looked at the monks in front of him, and seemed to be looking at the human emperor behind the monks, this place is the hinterland of the Central Plains and Kyushu, and it is also the capital of the world's gods, which is originally the place where humanity and luck are at its peak, coupled with the previous battle between the human emperor and Li Zhai, the atmosphere of this place has been piled up to the extreme.

With the strength of the monks, you can almost see with the naked eye the roaring up, boundless anger and strong human luck, as if a tiger has wings, looking up to the sky and roaring, shocking the left and right, even these bodhisattvas have to sigh in their hearts, put their hands together and say to themselves: "It's good luck!" ”

"Sure enough, humanity is in vogue!"

"Yes, this kind of luck is like firewood, and the era of my Buddhism is coming."

"Yes, yes, I deserve my Buddha Dasheng!"

A dragon, a fierce tiger, two human luck gathered together, facing each other, it seemed that they could burst out instantly at any time, accompanied by a wrestler slamming on the gong, the piercing sound stirred, shaking in all directions, Lu Dongbin's eyes flashed a trace of cold light, and he threw the wine jug in his hand backwards.

Staggered to his feet, holding a sword in one hand and pointing forward with the other, he said loudly:

"I don't know which Buddhist master gave the teaching!"

The Bodhisattvas slowly opened their eyes, and one by one, their eyes fell on Lu Dongbin's body.

It's as if the number of Buddhism, the foundation of the Daomen, and the joys and sorrows of the hundreds of years after this world, many prosperity, are tied to this body, even if it is invincible, it is necessary to do all its best, it is the day of the Daomen Lu Chunyang to face these more than ten hidden identities of the Buddhists and Bodhisattvas.

One of the monks got up, walked forward with his hands folded, and said lightly: "The poor monk practices Buddhism, and there is no other supernatural power, only knows emptiness, knows falsehood, knows the nothingness of all things, and in today's first battle, I will talk about emptiness to you, and I will talk about emptiness." ”

The second monk immediately got up, folded his hands, looked strange, and his voice was as dull as thunder, and said: "The poor monk can't practice, and he doesn't have many magical powers, but his concentration is acceptable, but he can sit here, thunder bombards, and the flames burn the city, and my heart does not move, God does not move, the mind does not move, and the law does not move." ”

The third monk also replied.

Even the 16 monks and Bodhisattvas are all the reasons for a competition, self-cultivation, to comprehension, to Xuantong, and then to the concentration, mind, 16 monks, there are 16 competitions, in order to compete for luck, up and down, at this moment, it is the surrounding ordinary people who have not cultivated, do not know the realm, but also know that this competition for this Taoist, how difficult it is.

These monks can stand here, they must be extremely strong, and the subject of the competition must be what they are best at, the most powerful thing, and the one they are most confident of winning.

He was the only one who came.

In other words, this Lu Chunyang must defeat these sixteen monks who are best at these things in sixteen fields, and surpass these Buddhist sects in the sixteen fields to be the strongest in order to win, at least nine victories, it is a wheel battle, a continuous battle, and it is the strength of the monks who can fight by himself.

"It's over, it's over...... Is there only such a person in the Daomen?! ”

"In that case, wouldn't it be better to shave your hair in advance?!"

"Damn, Daomen is also my native sect? It sounds good on weekdays, but at this time, can't you come up with more than a dozen people who have achieved cultivation to participate in the competition?! ”

"Alas, you can't say that, maybe this Dao Master is powerful enough to be able to defeat ten with one?"

"Huh? With one enemy and ten, I don't think it may be, besides, since you are not sure, why should this general agree!? Isn't that a trick for us?! ”

In the crowd, there were many noisy voices in the bustle, some were really disappointed, some were the family's anti-strings, many noisy, boiling and overflowing, even if the soldiers of the soldiers intercepted angrily, they couldn't stop their voices, and at the highest place far from here, in the star-picking tower, the old monk folded his hands and said gently:

"It's like hitting a stone with an egg."

"No matter how famous this Lu Chunyang is, how great his Taoism, and how much he cultivates, by now, he will definitely fail, Your Majesty, you can rest assured."

"Lu Chunyang has been defeated, and the Daomen has also been defeated."

"Not to mention the many initiates who have reached the strongest of Buddhism in these parts; It's just that with more than one enemy, Lu Chunyang will lose by one point; Hit the strengths of the Buddhas with their own shortcomings, and then lose one point; With a land immortal, and hit the sixteen Bodhisattvas, it is the third point of defeat, the war has not yet started, the Daomen has been defeated by three points, this battle for His Majesty, but it is just a battle that must be won. ”

After a long time, the human emperor spoke: "Is that so......

It's just that after that, the discussion began, but it exceeded everyone's expectations.

Lu Chunyang, with the body of an earth immortal, defeated three monks in a row.

The law is unparalleled, the fighting method is unparalleled, and the argument is extraordinary!

In the past, everyone had no hope for Lu Chunyang, and they were all overshadowed by everything in the future; But seeing that this Taoist won three times in a row, he couldn't help but cheer him up, the momentum was huge for a while, the humane luck was skewed, the human emperor Li Hui looked slightly cold, and the old monk looked at the competition and concentration, and disturbed the opponent with illusions, but he wanted to make his heart calm like water, and his eyes were slightly narrow.

It seems that you have also experienced calamity, and you are also going to use this incident to re-ascend to the heavens and return to the realm of pure yang and pure emptiness.

However, alas......

Humanity and luck are related to my Buddha.

Please fall down.

The wrist moved slightly, making a gesture of holding flowers, and then there was an extra insect in the hand.

But it is a strange insect scorpion, that is, the incorruptible body of the Buddha, the pure body of Tianzun, being stung by this scorpion has to be extremely painful, no matter how strong the body is, it will take half a day to recover, the wrist moved slightly, but said and went, this scorpion directly turned into a little streamer and flew to the back of Lu Chunyang, just a moment, which made Lu Chunyang's complexion change suddenly.

can still be patient, suddenly the second time, the third time, Lu Dongbin always couldn't bear it, he snorted, his mind shook, the sword qi escaped, and the Bodhisattva took advantage of the situation to fight back, immediately turned pale, coughed up blood at the corner of his mouth, and all the Buddhist monks drank in unison, and won!

"Hmmm?!!"

Li Zhai's eyes swept away, he drew his sword out of the sheath, and instantly slashed the scorpion, but when he saw Lu Chunyang's pale and vain face, it was obvious that his heart was plotted, and his heart was cold, while the monks in front of him were smiling, and the cheers around him froze in an instant, and people saw the Taoist who had a peerless demeanor before and sat cross-legged on the ground with difficulty, his face was pale, and he couldn't believe it for a while.

Lost?

How could you lose like this?!

And it still looks like it's the kind that hurts the root and can't fight anymore......

The smile from before was still on his face, but it froze in an instant.

The group of monks were complacent, and Li Hui also exhaled slowly, his eyes raised to look at the world.

This world is my ...... after all

He muttered: "Fourth brother, you are defeated, and the Daomen is also defeated, and I am the destiny of heaven...... This purple gas on the horizon descends like a purple microstar, isn't it the same? ”

The old monk gently looked at the overall situation below - the sixteen Bodhisattvas shot together, as well as themselves, many immortals in the human Dao Sect are in the heavenly court, and they can't come to the human world, and the only human Dao Sect forces are powerless to fight back.

was smiling to himself, but suddenly he was slightly stunned.

Well?!

Purple gas?!

He raised his head suddenly, looking at the sky in the distance, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the same was true of the Bodhisattvas, and in an instant, all the practitioners of the Buddha Gate and the Dao Gate noticed that boundless purple qi, luxurious and dignified, but also with the pure majesty of the Dao Gate, slowly and peacefully overturned.

In an instant, it had spread to the sky above the capital, and in an instant, the luck of the Buddha and the Tao was solidified.

The faces of the thirteen bodhisattvas changed suddenly.

This kind of purple qi, majestic and majestic, with the rich pure and comfortable aura of the Dao Gate, made them instantly perceive the crisis.

All show the majesty of Buddhism, show the appearance of the Bodhisattva, exert magical powers, the Buddha's light rises to the sky, wanting to cover the imperial capital of the world, at this moment, everyone knows that the enemy in front of them are the Arhats and Bodhisattvas in the sky, the boundless Buddha light is infected, this place is almost turned into a grand scene of Buddhism, the sky is falling, the ground is surging golden lotus, everyone almost feels hopeless, even if it is the Mingzhen Dao Alliance.

With the power of the human world, how can we win in the face of these great powers of the Buddha Kingdom?

It's just that in the next moment, the Buddha's light shatters, and the Bodhisattva's Dharma phase turns into nothingness.

The thirteen bodhisattvas, the three hundred arhats, the five hundred vajras, and the monks and novices coughed up blood and retreated violently.

The light of the Buddha dissipated, and only the purple air was majestic and majestic.

Purple gas came 30,000 miles from the east.

In an instant.

The battle of Buddhism and Taoism has been decided!

Winner Decided –

And people, not yet yet!

Instant silence!

Everyone was at a loss.

The old monk's complexion changed suddenly, staring at the front, in the sea of purple clouds that seemed to spread to the farthest place, spreading to the morning light of the great sun, a Taoist sat on a green ox, carrying the lamp of the Eight Views Palace, and his arm was bent on the dust, slowly coming step by step, the boundless majestic momentum accumulated to the extreme, and then erupted, pure and free, but boundless.

Hold the dust, ride the green ox, and lift the eight scenery palace lamps.

"Disciple Taishang ......"

The old monk's heart was turbulent.

And at this moment, the green ox carried the Taoist to the capital, and the Taoist with drooping eyes raised his head.

A pair of cold star-like eyes instantly confronted the old monk.

Among the lights of the Eight Scenic Palaces, the lights were bright in an instant.

PS:

Today in Guangdong to participate in the event, come back late, stay up late codeword, tomorrow update is estimated to be late (peaceful)

6,000 words offered, good night

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