Ghost Road (11)

The heaviest rain in a thousand years fell for two weeks, and countless lives were destroyed in this heavy rain. Shui Yunliu looked at the rain outside the temple and suddenly burst into tears. He used the eye of heaven to look at the other time and space where the region of the sea was located, starting from the smallest particles, the ancient temples were collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the people there were turning into gravel and dissipating into the air as the people here died one by one. Some of those people are still asleep, and some of them are desperate to see the disaster coming, and there is nowhere to escape.

"My king. Shui Yunliu heard their cries: "We firmly believe that you can return, even if the universe is destroyed and the sea turns into mulberry fields, you will always be the lord of our celestial bodies, and we are waiting for you to take us back to the original place." Our king, we are leaving, and we are still going to have a group of people sleeping in the quiet river of sand, and the empty world can keep our human bodies. We wait for you to return, wake us up, and return to our world together. The world is a quagmire, every minute and every second is a test, and if you make one wrong choice, countless sentient beings will miss their way home. ”

Shui Yunliu saw that the sea was submerged by water, and the other world fell apart with the destruction of this sea of dragons, layer by layer, layer by layer, from microcosm to macrocosm, thousands of gods turned into ashes. In his heart, there was a voice that repeatedly warned him that the book mountain was built, the human race was prosperous, and the holy king was returned. Your time is running out, the demon with his minions has paralyzed the minds of most people, and the fear that the ancestor Joss has begun to lay out thousands of years ago to hinder the establishment of the Book Mountain. You have a long way to go, and it is a matter of whether or not countless beings can attain it.

After two weeks of continuous rainfall, the rain finally stopped today. Lin Feng and Jing Yan looked at the land temple surrounded by water outside the temple and were at a loss.

"Senior brother. Lin Feng asked Shui Yunliu and said, "Do we want to cast a spell and fly over this water." Shui Yunliu looked at the boundless waters outside the temple and turned to look at Jingyan. Jing Yan took out a piece of clothing from his bosom and said solemnly: "My master said that the Ghost Dao Heavenly Destiny cannot use immortal or Taoist techniques at other times unless they encounter danger to their lives or exorcism. Those who build the book mountain must go all over the world step by step. For the book is the book of the world, and it is the good way of the world, which begins with the people. The establishment of the Book Mountain requires us to discover in the world.

In addition, the Ghost Dao Destiny also has an important task, which is to sublimate the morality of the world. Each book in the Book Mountain will become our Dharma weapon, and behind each book is the story of the world, and the book has cultivated sentient beings, indirectly, the protagonist behind this book will accumulate a lot of virtue and become a righteous god, and the beings who believe in him will also be saved with him. ”

The water rhyme, Lin Feng listened, and looked at the endless water. The heart path, without using the Dao technique, how can you get out of this water. The two of them were thinking about it, when they suddenly heard the sound of "ping pong", and when they turned around, they saw that they were the only young man who survived the catastrophe of the sea, and they actually took the offering table and blew out the incense.

Lin Feng scolded the young man and said, "What are you doing?" The young man glanced at Lin Feng, swept the incense burner on the offering table to the ground, picked up an offering fruit and took a bite, and said: "With such a big water outside, if I don't use this offering table as a wooden board, where can I get by?"

"Retribution?" the young man thought it was very amused, and sneered: "I used to do good deeds to the Buddha and disobey my father. Look, what benefits have I gained? The whole city of people was buried in the flood, and I myself was trapped in this body of water, and I could not see the sky or the earth below. ”

After the young man said that, he no longer paid attention to Lin Feng, Jingyan, and Shui Yunliu, dismantled the temple offering table, walked to the door, threw down a wooden board for the offering table, and said, "Are you leaving?" Anyway, I don't plan to wait here for death. As he spoke, he pushed the table toward the water, climbed on it, and carefully paddled into the distance.

Jing Yan looked at the departing young man and asked Shui Yunliu and Lin Feng, "Brother Shui, Brother Lin, why has this person changed so much! At first, he still had a sense of reverence for God, but after God saved him, not only did he not appreciate God, but he resented God and no longer respected God?"

Shui Yunliu looked at the young man who was far away, and replied: "People are in a daze, all by one word. When the disaster came, God helped him to prevent the disaster, but he could not see it, and thought about the cause and effect with ordinary people's thinking, and said that it was caused by his own luck or coincidence. Fearing death, they dare to do things that are against morality. Even years of faith can fall in the face of death because of a weak mind. As everyone knows, this is a matter of life and death, a watershed between God and ordinary people, only ordinary people are afraid of death, why should God be afraid of death. For to God, to die is to be born again. ”

Shui Yunliu saw the young man crawling farther and farther on the offering table, and a bad feeling suddenly rose in his heart. This premonition came quickly and violently, and before Shui Yunliu realized anything, the young man over there was already in danger. It turned out that the offering table was stained with water, and a young man was carrying it, and when he went to the depths, he sank into the water because it was too heavy. The young man panicked and hurried. But the more anxious and panicked he was, the faster the offering table sank, and in a short period of time, the offering table was already submerged in the water, and the young man did not have time to shout "help", so he sank with the offering table. Shui Yunliu was shocked to see it, and Lin Feng and Jing Yan were also anxious.

"Senior brother. Lin Feng said, "Quickly cast a spell and save him." ”

Shui Yunliu nodded, and said in his heart, I am a cultivator, although this person has something bad and disrespectful behavior towards God, I can't see death without help. Thinking of this, he was about to cast a spell, but he saw a golden light passing behind him, and the young man and the offering table had flown back to the temple.

Shui Yunliu, Lin Feng, and Jing Yan looked along the place where the golden light flew out, and saw that the statues of the gods that were originally woodcuts came to life one after another, and it was the land god and the land woman who rescued the young man.

The land god and the land woman glanced at the unconscious young man lying on the ground, sighed, and said to Lin Feng, Shui Yunliu, and Jingyan: "Xiaoxian Land (Land Woman), I have seen three immortals. ”

Shui Yunliu said: "Two, you seem to be quite concerned about this young man, is there a reason why this young man is not respectful to the two?"

The land god and the land woman glanced at each other. The land god said: "I am not satisfied with the immortals, but there is a reason." This person has an extraordinary background, and he is the reincarnation of a celestial holy king for a good fate. This reincarnation has sunk to the fifth world, stained with worldly mud, and dyed with red dust. If such a life and death were to go to hell, the celestial world would collapse in an instant, and thousands of living beings would be destroyed along with the life and death of this person. Because, although this life is the fifth life of this person, but this life is the final life of this person to come to this world to make a vow, only in this life, the enlightened one descends to earth, opens the door of heaven, leads the heavenly path to the destiny of heaven to awaken the divine beast, Ze is the world, and protects the world;

This person became attached to the ghost path, but now he is not in the path. If this opportunity is missed, 4,000 years of waiting and suffering will be in vain. The beings of other worlds have been waiting for more than 4,000 years. They slept in the quiet of the river of sand, where there was nothing but darkness. These people are willing to endure so much suffering, just for this moment in this life, the Holy King returns, and takes them back to their original world. ”

When the land god said this, he and the land woman gave a salute to Lin Feng and the three of them, and said, "The three immortals, we are selfish. Seeing that this person was fascinated by the red dust, the heavens and ghosts had begun to accumulate good karma and the world, and I was afraid that this person would miss it, so he persuaded the turtle immortal to carry the three immortals to the sea of dragons, and the three immortals were ignited by the god of flowers, which was actually to guide the way to this land temple, help us wake up this person, and follow the three immortals to take the road of righteousness. ”

Lin Feng and Jingyan listened, and looked at the water rhyme, but saw the water rhyme pointing to the young man's eyebrows. A dot suddenly appeared between the eyebrows of the young man, and after the dot, the center of the eyebrows was bounded, and the inverted triangle spread out into the air, and some images of the youth were intermittently projected in the inverted triangle. Lin Feng, Jing Yan, and Shui Yunliu watched quietly, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. It turned out that the projected image was the first four lives of youth.

During the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the path of cultivation was still in its infancy, and although the cultivators had masters, the master's skills were not great, and he was also a cultivator. Between the master and the disciples, they are also teachers and friends, and they realize each other, and there is a phenomenon that the disciples are higher than the masters. Cultivators feel accustomed to it, and those who are teachers are never jealous that their disciples are superior to their masters, but they are overjoyed. There is a serious polarization of morality in the world, with the good respecting virtue and the evil having heavier selfish desires.

As a cultivator, the young man experienced the greatest flood in the world, when the Yellow River overflowed, countless fertile fields were flooded, and clans, livestock, and living beings of all sizes died in this disaster.

The young man's mentor foresaw this disaster and prepared an ark. The boat was as big as a hill, with a roof, like a houseboat. Although it is made of wood, it is not an ordinary wood, it is not afraid of blisters, it is not afraid of fire, and it does not rot for thousands of years.

The young man followed his brothers, sisters, brothers, and sisters on the boat. There was nothing in the boat, except for a number of ladders made of metal on the walls of the ark. Those ladders are more like a handlebar, with the extension being physical and the middle being empty. The young man climbed the ladder with his brothers, sisters, brothers, and sisters, and chose a place in the shape of a "big" figure, holding his hands tightly on the two "handles" (ladders), and his feet stepped on the parallel steps, and rolled with the ark.

Shui Yunliu, Lin Feng, and Jing Yan, although they watched this disaster through Taoism, the overwhelming ferocity of the flood made the three of them feel the same situation of the young man, drifting with the tide, up and down. The ups and downs of the ark seem to be a short moment, and when the young man leaves the ark and arrives at a green mountain, thirteen years have actually passed. Lin Feng looked at the green mountains surrounded by green water in the picture, and felt quite familiar, and subconsciously exhaled the name of the green mountains, Emei. For mobile phone users, please browse FO to read, and it is more convenient to read in the palm of your hand.