In the Buddha country, the Buddha's light flows, the black-robed emperor paced forward, the Buddha and the future Buddha were on both sides, one step forward, followed by the rest of the Bodhisattvas, King Kong, Arhats, are not qualified to accompany them, only stand in the distance and watch quietly, Yang Jian followed, the Zhenwu Emperor seemed to be going to the forbidden place, the Buddha and the future Buddha stopped, only to see the Daomen Emperor walk alone to the most secret and mysterious place of Buddhism.

The weight and significance of that place, not to mention the foreign immortals, even their own bodhisattvas are not for everyone to go, and their status is probably not inferior to the status of Haotian Treasure House in the heavenly court, but when this gentle-looking emperor proposed to go over, the Buddha never objected at all.

Just stopped outside this treasure land and watched the Emperor Zhenwu go away.

That place was special, and Yang Jian did not accompany him.

A thousand years ago, there were still practitioners of the seventeen veins of Buddha in this place, and after the catastrophe a thousand years ago, it was much cleaner, the Emperor Zhenwu paced slowly, the flowers and plants on both sides were abundant, and the Bodhi tree grew very well, except for the sound of the wind, there was no other mixed sound.

Under the huge Bodhi tree in front, a thin old Taoist was already standing there waiting, with his hands in front of him, calling himself the emperor, it was the lamp, and he said softly:

"It's been a long time, the old way is so old, but the emperor is especially beautiful."

Qi Wufu looked deeply at the old friend in front of him, and then laughed and said gently:

"Fellow Daoist, it seems that I have understood."

Randen shook his head, invited Qi Wufu to sit down, took out the teacup and teapot, and made tea for the black-robed emperor in front of him, looked at the teacup with his eyes lowered, and replied in a gentle tone: "It's not about understanding or not comprehending, it's just that the Bodhi fruit was ripe in the covenant of the year, so it was given to the emperor." ”

Emperor Zhenwu sat on the stone bench, saw the lamp and raised his hand, he abolished the Buddhist cultivation back then, and now it seems that there is a climate, the wisps of golden Buddha light escaped, the Bodhi fruit fell, fell steadily on the stone table, and the wisps of Buddha light flowed and changed.

This can be regarded as the companion treasure of the original Buddha.

The warmth of several calamities, its foundation is spiritual, extremely deep, no one dares to underestimate this treasure, it is enough to make the Antarctic Immortal Emperor have some heartbeats, when this thing appears, the Buddha light in the Buddha country seems to be much richer.

Rumble!!!

Above the Buddha country, there are blue and purple thunderbolts running by.

The power of the thunder is strong, but it faintly carries the divine will of life, which shocked how many Bodhisattvas King Kong, but the lamp was quiet, and said softly: "This thing is too precious, and the Buddha also has some thoughts of leaving it in the Buddha country, but the Buddha has made an appointment with the emperor, and this thing is now regarded as a thing to be returned to its original owner." ”

"This thing is rich in charm, and in the future, if the emperor wants to refine treasures, or alchemy, the emperor will preside over it."

Emperor Zhenwu stretched out his hand and held this Bodhi fruit in the palm of his hand, perceiving its lively spirituality.

Didn't stay on this top arcana for too long.

But he looked at the lantern Taoist in front of him, and said gently: "So, what about you, Daoist?" ”

"In the Buddha Kingdom, guard this Bodhi Fruit for a thousand years, and then you want to go back to Zhenwu Mansion with me?" The old man sighed, with a strong apology on his face, and said softly: "If I say it, I won't leave." ”

Emperor Zhenwu didn't seem surprised by such a development, but just smiled and asked:

"Daoyou, it seems that you have thought it through, can you talk to me?"

"Actually, there is nothing worth listening to, when I was at the beginning, I just lit the lamps and candles in front of the Buddha's seat to illuminate the darkness on the left and right, because the Buddha left, and no one around recited Buddhist scriptures, and no one was willing to illuminate the darkness for the common people, so I was so confused." ”

"In those years, I practiced the seventeen veins of the Dharma, although there were many, but I did not find the way, and when I was confused, I left the Dharma and went to the path, and then I saw my Buddha return and knew what my Buddha had done, and then I woke up...... My so-called practice has always been just waiting for the Buddha to return. ”

"That's not practice, it's just pinning one's hopes on the Buddha, and entering the path of demons."

"I have been sitting for a thousand years, and I have finally found my own way."

The old Taoist got up, finally put his hands together, bowed deeply to the man who was sitting there, his temperament was as calm and deep as the floor, and said softly:

"Over the years, I have been grateful for the emperor's care, and after today, I will not be able to accompany the lamp."

Emperor Zhenwu looked at him, his eyes were happy, and he smiled: "Congratulations to Daoyou." ”

The lantern Taoist was ashamed and said: "If you abandon the road and return to the Buddha, you can't be the emperor and Taoist friend." ”

Emperor Zhenwu smiled gently: "Why should Daoist friends be obsessed with any Buddhist way? The so-called Taoist friends are just a part of the journey. ”

"It's over, side by side, it's time to part."

"Relationships in the world are always like this."

Randen felt ashamed and guilty in his heart, but when he heard the words, his expression was complicated, he raised his head, looked at the majestic Zhenwu Emperor in front of him, and didn't know what to say for a while.

The Emperor of Zhenwu raised his hand, and the ripe Bodhi fruit slowly hovered above his palm, and the incomparably strong spirituality escaped and flowed, this fruit, if it was eaten by people, I am afraid that it would be enough to create the most perfect foundation immediately, and even point directly to the foundation of the great product level.

Even for the realm of the Imperial Venerable, it is also a great treasure, and the Antarctic Immortal Emperor has been attracted.

At this time, the Emperor Zhenwu remembered the monk who used himself as a raft to cross the common people thousands of years ago, with a calm expression, raised his eyes to look at the southern sky, and seemed to have seen the thunder and thunder in that direction, roaring and running, containing extremely powerful power, but because of the vigilance of Zhenwu, he never fell.

Emperor Zhenwu retracted his gaze, suddenly raised his finger, and pointed directly at the Bodhi fruit.

The majestic power flows, in an instant, the Buddha's light spreads, the boundless power rises to the sky, turning into a majestic streamer, the sound of thunder suddenly loud, it seems that it will be chopped down at any time, Yang Jian, who was sitting cross-legged, lifted his weapon and got up, his eyes lit up, and Amitabha, Maitreya Buddha was puzzled.

The person who lit the lamp got up, but saw that the Bodhi fruit turned into a streamer, and the vitality and spirituality were not refined, but turned into a boundless majestic posture, which was suppressed and converged by the Zhenwu Emperor, and the lamp was stunned, and said: "This, this is ......!" ”

Emperor Zhenwu said: "Over the years, I have learned some creation techniques from Niangniang. ”

I learned a little, the method of creation......

The lantern was stunned.

It's just this sentence, but it gives him a familiar feeling, I still remember that the emperor was like this, and he said a lot of jaw-dropping words lightly, and this Bodhi fruit was ignited, and after the Buddha's light dissipated, a little young man who looked like he was only twelve or thirteen years old appeared.

The whole body is clear, and there is no misery; The spirit is quiet, there is the fragrance of flowers and trees, there is no attachment to the seven emotions and six desires, its qi is familiar, and the people who burn the lamp recognize it, this is the Bodhi fruit that is incarnated, its generation is extremely high, and the age and heels continue to trace it up, it is enough to talk with the Jade Emperor and others.

But now he has only awakened, and his spirit is immature.

This fruit belongs to the wood, and has no original appearance, falls with the wind, does not burn in case of fire, because of the Zhenwu Zhentian to the means of Wa Huang Niangniang, because of the fate of the meeting, but turned into a human race boy, Zhenwu Emperor raised his hand to point at the child's eyebrows, dotted the aura, so that its endless charm, all introverted, then slowly opened his eyes, the bottom of the eyes was as clear as the sky, but he was ignorant and dazed.

Lighting the lamp, his eyes lit up, and he subconsciously took a step forward and said, "My Buddha?!" ”

But he saw the dazedness and ignorance in the eyes of the little boy, the kind of clear and boundless, like a bird with a broken shell, looking at the fresh feeling of this world, so the footsteps of the lamp stopped, and he recognized that this would not be the Buddha, even if the foundation is similar and the background is similar, but the little boy in front of him is not after all, and it cannot be the unique Buddha.

Burning the lamp's eyes were sad, looking at the young man, then raised his head, looked at the black-robed emperor in front of him, and said, "The emperor is merciful......"

He originally thought that this Bodhi fruit would be turned into the Dan furnace by the disciples of the Taishang, but he never thought that this Zhenwu Emperor would turn him out, and he almost blurted out, hoping that the emperor could accept him as a disciple, but then realized that even the god general Yang Jian was not his disciple, but hung up his name under the Yang Refining Concept.

Moreover, what the Taoist disciples pay attention to when they get started is the natural fate of the law, and they can't be forced, so he just says in the end:

"Thank you, Emperor......"

Although the child incarnated by this Bodhi fruit is frightening to death in terms of seniority and heels, he is ignorant, and the Emperor Zhenwu stretched out his hand to change a gray dress for him to wear, and the child curiously pulled the clothes on his body, and the breath on his body slowly returned to the mundane, but it was lively and smart.

Emperor Zhenwu finished drinking the tea of the lamp, got up to say goodbye and left, Yang Jian followed, looking at the immature young man who followed the black-robed emperor with some curiosity, this young man gave him an extremely ancient feeling, and thought it was an elder.

When he walked out of the Buddha country, the sky dome was already depressed, the thunder rumbled and boomed, it was not an ordinary thunder, nor was it the magic power of the thunder, this thunder was born in the sky dome of the South Pole, roaring and circulating, Yang Jian's eyes were slightly condensed, and he said: "...... Antarctic Immortal ?!! ”

Emperor Zhenwu said flatly: "Yang Jian." ”

The voice was peaceful, but it was not an affectionate title or a nickname, it already represented something.

Divine General Yang Jian said solemnly: "The end will be." ”

The black-robed emperor said lightly: "Let's go to the True Martial Mansion and inform Yu Juling, Wang Xi, Heavenly King, and Tianpeng Dazhenjun, get ready." ”

This sentence was peaceful, but it made the corners of Amitabha Buddha's eyes on both sides jump wildly, his expression was slightly condensed, his hands were folded, he bowed, and he didn't dare to ask, but he was shocked and frightened in his heart, and sighed-

The young Taoist who held the sword back then now has the terrifying power to set off the entire Six Realms in a single sentence, or to suppress the order of the Six Realms.

This sentence...... Could it be that it means that the Northern Emperor Zhenwu is finally going to make a move against the Antarctic Immortal Emperor?

The contradictions between the two sides have finally reached a limit, and the situation can no longer be eased?

One thought after another, the hearts of these Buddhist cultivators were surging in the bottom of their hearts, but they didn't dare to ask.

True martial arts are supreme, Zhentian Lingying, the position of the imperial honor, cannot be easily measured.

Don't dare to move, don't dare to move.

Don't dare to think, don't dare to think.

Yang Jianfu saluted again, turned into a light and left, the group of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas sent this Zhenwu Emperor to leave the Buddha country, when these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas stopped, the lantern Daoist still stood in the front, silently sent each other, the black-robed emperor paused, and said gently: "Fellow Daoist, just send it here." ”

Burning the lamp paused, looking at the back in front of him, his lips moved, as if to say something.

Emperor Zhenwu didn't look back, just smiled and said softly: "Daoist friends don't have to worry. ”

"You have a road to go, and I have my way, but no matter where you go in the future, at least this section of your journey is worthwhile, and it is a blessing to be able to walk with you along this road...... Master of Lamplight. ”

Behind him, the old Maidao man heard the name of the year, and his body trembled.

The old Maidao man raised his head and looked at him.

In a trance, what he saw in front of him was not this unfathomable, temperament as deep as a prison True Martial Demon Emperor, but a Taoist more than a thousand years ago, the young man with the spring breeze and autumn moon in his eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, he turned sideways slightly, looked at the lamp, his eyes were peaceful, and he seemed to know something, and said softly:

"The avenue is vast, go forward separately, fellow Daoists, farewell."

Burning the lamp lost his mind for a long time, when the Zhongzhou capital city met, the demon world fought together, the life-saving grace of the Landa Temple, a Jiazi got along day and night, and the picture of a thousand years of dry sitting became vivid, all appeared in front of the eyes, and the lamp suddenly laughed, laughed and cried.

He folded his hands, his black hair fell down, and he was an old monk again, and said softly:

"Well, no confusion ......"

"Farewell."

"He will meet again when he is fated."

So the Emperor Zhenwu in his eyes was Qi Wufu again, Qi Wufu bowed his head slightly, turned around, and under the gaze of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, he pulled the seemingly ordinary little boy with his palm, walked out of the Buddha Country Lingshan, and gradually walked away, no longer visible.

And behind him, the old monk who lit the lamp also turned around and walked back to the Buddha country step by step.

Walked to the Bodhi tree, sat cross-legged, eyes closed, body in the hazy Buddha light, suddenly the body was shrouded in it, reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and then said:

"I will vow to practice the Buddha's Dharma with my own body."

"If the World-Honored One wants to see, I am the eyes, and if the World-Honored One wants to be punished, I am the two fists."

"If the world is dark, the world is not out, and the people are dim, I would like to turn into a candle and burn a lamp with my body."

He folded his hands, his eyes closed, the Buddha's light soared into the sky, vast and majestic, the flow of vastness, and gradually dispersed, under the Bodhi tree, there was no longer the lamp-burning Taoist who walked the world with the young man's true martial arts, and he was no longer the old monk who had practiced the Dharma, cultivated the Dharma, abandoned the Buddha's cultivation, sat down for a thousand years, and returned to Buddhism.

Under the linden tree, the only light is bright.

Shine through left and right.

(End of chapter)