Chapter 31: The Man on the Shore

Cultivating immortals, proving immortality.

There is an ancient secret that very few people know about, and it was even thought to be a legend because there is no evidence to prove its authenticity.

It's been a long time.

That was in ancient times.

It is impossible to determine the specific era.

Xiao Changhe was a little surprised when the little Taoist priest said the words of the ancient desolate land and the time when he was not a god, that period of ancient secrets, Mu Hongshu had also told him, but Mu Hongshu didn't know whether that ancient legend was true, because it was too old, too long, and I don't know how many eras it had been rotated.

It is said that in the ancient desolate land, when the gods were not sealed for the time being, there were three major religions, expounding the religion, intercepting the religion, and the Western religion.

The three disciples of Hongjun Daoren, Lao Tzu, Yuan Shi Tianzun, and Tongtian Sect Master jointly discussed the list of gods, and explained that the sect people entered the world and suffered calamity because the three corpses were not removed, and they committed the killing ring.

In the exposition of teachings and interceptions, the highest Taoist practice becomes an immortal, the second highest Taoist practice becomes a god, and the lower Taoist practice enters the reincarnation adult.

There are also some disciples who have entered the Western religion, such as the Cihang Taoist in the exposition of the teachings, the Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, the Fuxian Zhenren, and the Burning Lamp Daoren.

It's just that in Lotus Leaf Continent, in the world of Feng Ling, there is no record of these legends, just word of mouth, which has also become a mystery in the world.

In contrast, Mu Hongshu has also made explanations, but those conjectures are a little difficult to accept.

At this moment, the mountain is full of colorful clouds and fairy spirits.

After the little Taoist priest said the words "The ancient desolate land, when the gods were not sealed for the time being", the old monk looked at him suspiciously, and even at this moment, several people also looked at him.

The little Taoist priest smiled slightly, and said in a very honorable showdown: "In fact, I am a doppelganger of Li Shanshui, the ancestor of the Taoist Sect of Chaoxia Island, and the entire Taoism of Lotus Island is respected by Chaoxia Island, and it was relocated from Xiaoyao Mountain of the Daling Dynasty to Chaoxia Island. ”

Li Shanshui looked at Xiao Shami and said softly: "Since it has come to this point, you should also tell your true identity." ”

The little novice pronounced the Buddha's horn and looked down the mountain.

Put your hands together and say: "Immortals are not immortals, gods are not gods, born but not human, go to hell, walk in the nine shadows, ten halls of Yama, the sea of flowers on the other side, the extreme, there is light, my Buddha is merciful, you can see the truth, there is the true scriptures, Shakyamuni." ”

Li Shanshui was shocked.

Xiao Changhe sneered: "The little bald donkey doesn't have to play tricks, your faction is dedicated to fake Buddhas, if I guess correctly, you should be an ascetic, an ascetic in the underworld who deviates from authentic Buddhism for 108,000 miles, so there are nine secluded walks, a sea of flowers on the other side, and to the extreme, you can see it." ”

The little monk's face was embarrassed, and he put his hands together and pronounced a Buddha name.

Li Shanshui was shocked again and said, "So, the legend is true?"

Xiao Changhe sighed and said: "True and false, false and true, in fact, the ancient dragon's nest is just a projection of an illusion, or, it is the visualization of a certain enlightened person, after all, there is no record in the ancient books." ”

There is a sentence, Xiao Changhe didn't say it, Mu Hongshu once said a strange thing, she is not a person in this world, and the whole wind is in the world, it may be a broken world, and the fake world refined by a certain master is not real.

Of course, Mu Hongshu himself denied this statement.

Ning Caisang listened to the talk of the few people in front of her with a confused expression, her mind was blank, she had never heard this kind of remarks.

Xiao Changhe turned his gaze to her and chuckled: "Qingyun Sword Sect, or, with the real Three Sects, has such a relationship with the real three sects, it is extremely small, a relationship like a grain of dust. ”

Ning Caisang's mouth opened wide in shock, looking incredulous.

Li Shanshui and the dervishes.

His brow furrowed quietly.

Xiao Changhe suddenly arched his hand at Li Shanshui and the ascetic, and said: "I won't send you to the end, if you don't die, if you go ashore one day, remember this cause and effect, remember the promise you made." ”

It was an unlucky word, but listening to it in the ears of several people, it made several people eager again, because they heard that even Xiao Changhe, who was a ferryman, was not sure whether the legend was true or false, that is, maybe it was true.

"What my generation of cultivators are exploring is naturally the true Tao, the true immortality, so they are born to die. "The little novice ascetic.

"Stupid!" Xiao Changhe sneered.

He turned his gaze to Ning Caisang and asked, "I said, take you back alive, do you want to go with me, or do you want to go with them to that so-called illusory ancient desolate land?"

"I ......" Ning Caisang's face was entangled.

A mountain sect with a background really can't give up something.

Ning Caisang was entangled.

Xiao Changhe was not in a hurry, quietly waiting for her answer.

There was a breeze coming.

The breeze blows away the ethereal clouds and mist under the mountain, the ancient trees are verdant, and you can even see a sea of bamboo, which is beautiful.

"The half-immortal soldier in your hand, whose name is Nanxiang Beauty, is a female, and there is another one called Beixiang Old Man, in the north of the extreme north, Jianling is desperate. Ning Caisang said.

Xiao Changhe let out a long sigh.

Turn around and go.

Sure enough, Ning Caisang wanted to find his own death.

Looking at the back of Xiao Changhe leaving, the ascetic chuckled and said: "He doesn't know, he is the ferryman appointed by the Lord of the Immortal Concept, and he doesn't know that the curtain is red, but he is just a virgin with an extremely humble status under the seat of the Lord of the Immortal Concept, how can he, how can he know? ”

After speaking, the little novice ascetic took the lead in stepping down the mountain.

............

On the Immortal Mountain.

A heavenly immortal glanced at this world again.

There is an old man with gray hair sitting under an ancient tree, next to the ancient tree, there is an endless lotus pond.

The old man landed on the chessboard.

The chessboard ripples out one after another, reflecting a side of the world, it is the lotus leaf island, from a bird's-eye perspective, the fairy town is in the center of this lotus leaf, and the whole picture of the fairy town is like a huge dragon boat.

The old man pinched his fingers, shook his head and sighed.

"The bitter sea is boundless, but where is the shore? But there are boats, and they are all people on the shore, but they are gradually drifting away, human nature, I lost. ”

The old man abandoned his son and stood up.

He waved his hand, erased the chessboard, and said: "Let's have a destiny, a hundred years, it's here, old man, I'm tired, curtain girl, my official divination, I'll protect you for a hundred years, just go out and relax, no matter." ”

The old man left the ancient tree and left the lotus pond.

A magnificent palace appears in front of you.

He beckoned, and cranes came from the sky.

The old man rode away on a crane.

Swim between heaven and earth.

The fairy aura is ethereal, and the clouds are shrouded in mist.

The crane circled between heaven and earth, circled around the magnificent palace three times, and finally stopped by the ancient tree.

I don't know if it's the name, or the old man who is called the official Bu Qi was slightly surprised, stroked the hairy head of the crane, and shouted softly: "Beast, what are you doing?"

The crane shook his head, and a voice like a heavenly voice came.

"Official, you may not lose, in fact, you, a hundred years of protection, why don't you also be a shore person? The crane spoke.

Forehead?

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled dumbly, turned around and left.

"Say it doesn't matter, I really don't care, don't try to provoke me, hum! ”

Xianhe smiled bitterly, walked to the chessboard, and stared with interest at the empty chessboard that had been erased from the vertical and horizontal chess paths, thoughtfully.