The huge palace rose from the ground, which surprised the immortals and Buddhas on both sides of Lingshan and had to avoid it. Ice @ Fire #Chinese.

Sun Wukong stepped forward, and the palace gate opened layer by layer, and the inside was resplendent in gold, which was not inferior to the Daxiong Treasure Palace.

He walked in, followed by Emperor Qinghua.

Zhenyuan Daxian, who saw this scene, also stopped: "Let's go over too." ”

The people of Huaguo Mountain bid farewell to Guanyin and walked into the Xiande Palace.

Sun Wukong sat on the main seat, and Emperor Qinghua walked up to him and stood.

God Gou Chen hesitated for a moment, and then sat down on either side with the others.

The gate of the Xiande Palace is open, which is exactly opposite to the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Sun Wukong didn't speak, he sat with his eyes closed.

This closed eyes for a day, and Daji couldn't help but doze off sleepily.

I don't know how long it took, but the noise woke Daji from her sleep.

"Has the festival begun?"

She asked, rubbing her eyes.

"Here we go. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian looked outside and replied.

Daji looked outside and was suddenly stunned.

The hall of the Great Majesty is gone, replaced by a rainbow of light.

The three thousand Buddhas, the five hundred Arlo, the eight King Kongs, and the boundless Bodhisattvas, at this moment, are all clinging to the banner and treasure cover, and the strange treasure fairy flowers are arranged in the sky.

The Buddha sits in the middle, ten thousand feet tall, surrounded by countless rainbow lights, and the two Venerables Ah Da and Ka Ye serve on both sides, and the Dharma is solemn.

A solemn breath blew in his face.

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

Daji looked up at the Buddha.

The Buddha sat there like a giant, and the immortal Buddha in the sky was like an ant compared to him.

"Is it big?"

Zhenyuan Daxian smiled: "Look at the back." ”

Daji looked back strangely, almost exclaiming.

Behind her, the Hyundeok Palace also disappeared.

Sun Wukong sat in the middle, also tall, with fiery eyes, like a peerless sculpture.

Da Ji paused for a moment, and then couldn't help but say.

"The king is beautiful. ”

The two Heavenly Venerables are like two giants, sitting on the left and on the right.

The only difference is that there are two Buddhas standing close to the Buddha, while there is only one Qinghua Emperor standing next to Sun Wukong.

"That's not good. ”

Daji thought about it, and immediately flew to the other side of Sun Wukong to stand, pretending to be cold.

When the Heavenly Immortal Buddha saw it, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

"This little fox is cute. ”

They thought to themselves.

Emperor Qinghua lowered his face slightly.

"This is not the place where you can stand. ”

With a wave of his right hand, he blew Daji down.

Daji was a little angry and was about to say something, but was stopped by Zhenyuan Daxian.

"That's where the Dharma Protector is. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian said: "You can't protect the virtuous brother. ”

Not to mention Daji, even he didn't have the confidence to stand there.

Daji could only sit down sulkingly.

She looked at the immortals around her, who sat on top of each other on the Dharma throne and auspicious clouds, and she couldn't count them.

"All the immortals have arrived. ”

After a long time, the Buddha spoke: "On the occasion of this puja, I have a treasure pot with a hundred kinds of strange flowers and a thousand kinds of fruits, which I share with you. ”

"Thank you, Buddha. ”

The Immortal Buddha expressed his gratitude to the Buddha.

Daji looked at this scene curiously.

Then, Rulai took out a treasure pot and asked the two Buddhas around him to distribute the flowers and fruits inside to the heavenly immortals and Buddhas.

There is also an extra fruit bowl in front of Daji.

"What kind of fruit is this?"

Daji had never seen any fruits, but the fruits in the fruit bowl opened her eyes.

"Leave it alone, eat it, it's all fairy fruit. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian picked up the fruit and ate it: "These immortal fruits are rare to see, and you can't eat them once in a thousand years." ”

Before Daji moved, Qing Yuanzi beside her couldn't help but be tempted to grab the flower and fruit.

He put the flower and fruit in his mouth, his eyes widened instantly, and then he buried himself in devouring it.

Sun Wukong also has an extra fruit plate in front of him.

"Tea. ”

The Buddha asked people to serve tea to the fairy Buddha.

He also made a cup for Sun Wukong with his own hands.

Everyone watched in amazement.

There is a long distance between Sun Wukong and the Buddha, but when the two interact, it seems that there is no distance.

The Buddha watched Sun Wukong finish drinking tea and asked, "How is my tea?"

"Bitter. ”

Sun Wukong put down the teacup.

"All living beings are suffering. ”

Rulai smiled slightly, then spoke, and began to speak**.

Suddenly, the scene of auspicious dragons began to appear in the sky, and the flowers and rain fell colorfully, falling on people, but there was no cold feeling.

Daji dragged a few petals in her hand and watched them turn into Sanskrit words.

"What is this?"

Daji asked.

"Puja. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian replied.

Daji looked at him: "Is the puja just listening to the scriptures?"

"Of course. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian nodded: "The Buddha preaches the scriptures, if you listen carefully, you will be able to integrate the scriptures into yourself, which will be helpful to your future practice." ”

"Practice?"

Daji never expected the festival to be such a boring event, and she regretted it coming.

But Qing Yuanzi listened to it with relish.

The flower rain fell on him, echoing in his mind like a fairy sound, and Qing Yuanzi felt that his whole person was sublimating.

A wisp of immortal qi emanated from him.

The immortals saw this.

"He's lucky. ”

They thought that it was rare for the Buddha to hold a puja, and there would be a mortal who would appear.

As the first person in the Three Realms, the Buddha's words and deeds contain great truths, and he explained**, even if he is not a disciple of Buddhism, he can sense a lot of things.

Listening to the Buddha's scriptures for a few days is better than Qing Yuanzi's practice for hundreds of years.

The immortal aura in his body became more and more vigorous, and then gradually became peaceful.

After the immortal qi was calm, Qing Yuanzi opened his eyes, as if there was a golden light.

"Qing Yuanzi. ”

Daji was taken aback: "You're going to ascend to immortal?"

Qing Yuanzi glanced at her, and then wrote on the sign: "Color is emptiness, emptiness is color......"

Before he finished writing, a ray of light suddenly popped out of Sun Wukong's hand and hit Qing Yuanzi, knocking him unconscious.

Daji looked at this scene in a daze.

"He was so deeply influenced by the Buddha that he almost became an arhat. ”

Zhenyuan Daxian said.

Daji reacted and quickly plugged her ears.

She didn't want to be brainwashed by the Buddha into becoming a monk.

Zhenyuan Daxian felt that Daji's movements at some times were very similar to his seven apprentices.

He knew in his heart that immortals would not be so affected by the Buddha, and Qing Yuanzi was a mortal after all, and he was very deeply affected.

But Zhenyuan Daxian thought it was funny, so he didn't tell Daji the truth.

The Buddha preached the scriptures for several days in a row, and there was no sign of stopping.

"Sure enough, it's a chatterbox. ”

Daji thought to herself.

"I knew that I would have stayed in Huaguo Mountain. ”

While missing Huaguo Mountain, she looked at Qing Yuanzi boredly.

In order to prevent Qing Yuanzi from becoming an Arhat, every time he opened his eyes, Daji would smash him unconscious with a hammer.

After a few days of smashing, Qing Yuanzi's head has swelled into a bun.