The night was slightly cool, his father and mother had rested, Chang Xi sat on a rattan chair in the courtyard, wearing a plush shoulder that his mother used for him to shield himself from the wind and cold at night, he said that he had a spiritual cultivation in his body and was not afraid of the wind and cold, but obviously this reason could not convince his mother.

In the corner of the courtyard, a vague figure appeared in a trance, and then condensed, and a young monk in a crescent-colored monk's robe walked out, who else could it be if it wasn't the King of Jizo Bodhisattva?

From the same young as Chang Xi in terms of appearance, the Bodhisattva of the Jizo King looked at the room, sat beside Chang Xi, and said something that the officials who had reviewed their merits did not say at the beginning: "Parents are precious by their sons, and you saved hundreds of thousands of Li people in Tengzhou City with your own strength, and prevented the six princes of the demon clan from sneaking into Kyushu from setting off a big wave. This merit is not exclusive to you, the father and mother who gave birth to you and raised you can also share the merit, not to mention the Qingyun Mountain behind you, which has won the ultimate sword in the world, together with Wudang Mountain and Longhu Mountain, which have contributed a lot in the ancestral tomb of the Gongyi family, are also under your towering merit tree with feet. ”

Chang Xi, who had become more and more mature in a day's work, tugged at his shoulders, mixed feelings welled up in his heart, bowed his head and said warmly: "It should be." ”

Chang Xi turned his head and asked softly but solemnly: "Bodhisattva, when I was still in the world, I heard that you rescued your mother who was suffering in hell several times after you attained enlightenment, and you were praised by the world in the name of great filial piety.

King Jizo Bodhisattva looked at this young man, who had many similarities with his youth, sighed, and spat out a difficult word.

King Jizo Bodhisattva said in a serious tone: "I can empathize with the strong desire to help my relatives get out of the sea of suffering, after all, you are walking the same path as I did back then. But there is one crucial thing that you don't have right now, and that's cultivation. ”

King Jizo Bodhisattva picked up a teacup on the tea table that was full of moisture and dew on the outer wall, the cold tea had long since lost its taste, and he also drank it with relish, and continued: "The reason why I was able to save my mother from hell several times is that the identity of the Buddha Sect Bodhisattva has indeed made it a little more convenient for me to travel through the two realms to a certain extent, but the most important thing is because I had the cultivation of the late stage of refining the virtual realm at that time. ”

"Even if you have cultivated the Ming King Glass Body, but if you want to return to the world with your cultivation of the Divine Realm, in fact, you have only barely reached the minimum standard line, and in the case of whether you can succeed or not, it is no different from suicide to carry two mortals who have no cultivation at all to forcibly cross the border on the side. ”

Chang Xi, who was in the moonlight above his head, had no waves, but the fists on his knees were already clenched, and the strength was so great that even his nails could be slightly embedded in the glass body.

In the upper circle of the second-step Great Realm monks in the world of cultivating immortals, there is a saying that "Mount Tai is as light as a mustard seed, and it is difficult to get rid of the red dust with ordinary people".

Since the ancient god Pangu opened the world, the ups and downs have become two parts: one is light and clear, and the other is heavy and turbid. The light and clear ones keep rising and become the heavens, and the heavy and turbid ones keep descending and become the earth. The flesh is born in the heavy and turbid earth, and if it is not sublimated, it will not be able to escape the shackles of the laws of heaven and earth.

That's why later there were immortal cultivators who sublimated their physical bodies to the extreme, becoming light and pure, supplemented by secret methods that penetrated the heavens and the earth, so that they could pass through other interfaces or cross the void.

Although Chang Xi, who had just stepped into the second step of the great realm, had not touched the upper circle, he had read a lot of Buddhist scriptures in the Hongyuan Temple in Huizhou in the world, and he also had a little understanding of these truths, so he would not be blinded.

When the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth saved his mother from fire and water, he had the cultivation of refining the void realm, and Chang Xi asked himself that his current self was still not as strong as the Bodhisattva back then, and it was too unrealistic to want to bring his father and mother back to the world with a mortal body.

Chang Xi laughed at himself, but he also kept saying that he was a cultivator of the Transformation God Realm, and in the end, he was not as good as his father in terms of his attitude towards problems.

"Bodhisattva, if I stay in the Yellow Spring Realm and cultivate to the Refining Void Realm, can I take my father and mother back to the world with me?" Chang Xi still asked without giving up.

Jizo King Bodhisattva put down the teacup, raised two fingers, and shook it.

"First, I told you earlier that you are special to the entire Yellow Springs Realm, and you are strictly like a living person walking in the underworld. You are carrying the royal bloodline of the Candle Dragon, this kind of Yang domineering power, in this Yellow Spring Realm, you can't exert your true power at all, and as your cultivation improves, the laws of heaven and earth in the Yellow Spring Realm will instinctively reject this power more and more, if you really cultivate here to the point where you are about to usher in the Heavenly Tribulation of the Refining Void Realm. ”

"You're really going to stay here forever. King Jizo Bodhisattva said calmly.

"Second, you have time to waste, but there is no in the human world, not in Qingyun Mountain, not in the Immortal Dao Alliance, and not in those people who have been displaced in the war between the two races. ”

Chang Xi's face was covered with a smile that couldn't match Chunliang's no matter how he looked at it, and the silver cross star flashing in his eyes was brighter than that of Jiaoyue, "What do those guys in the world have to do with me? The in the Immortal Dao League's own pants can't be wiped clean, so that the demon spies can swagger up to Qingyun Mountain and invite me to Huangquan, and in the end, I have to rush back to the world to help them wipe their pants?"

The Jizo King Bodhisattva, who was well versed in everything in the Yin and Yang worlds, was not surprised at all by the other personality in Chang Xi's body, and spread his hands with a smile: "There is no way, those who can work hard." ”

Chang Xi, who was slightly evil, sneered.

The silver cross star in his eyes sank into the depths, and Chang Xi, who repeated the warm appearance, thought for a long time and said: "After meeting the Bodhisattva a few times, I can vaguely feel that the Bodhisattva should also be an existence in the Divine Journey Realm, but I always feel that the breath on your body is much more secretive than the Qinglan Palm Sect of Qingyun Mountain, why is this happening?"

The young monk grabbed a handful of soil in the courtyard, rubbed it repeatedly in his hands, and explained: "When it comes to the realm of cultivation, the sword supreme of Qingyun Mountain and I are actually half a catty. But those who take the path of sword cultivation are all practicing the way of killing, and their understanding and exploration of self-cultivation are naturally inferior to those in Buddhism. ”

The monk allowed the dirt to return to the earth from between his hazy jade-colored fingers, and teased: "People in Buddhism don't kill and kill, and they mostly practice defensive tricks like turtle shells in your mouths. When it comes to catching and killing, the True Sword Immortal who was once able to enter the Demon Realm for 30,000 miles alone I asked myself if I was an enemy, so I just learned some other techniques, so I will give you a feeling that I am very mysterious. ”

A few thick dark clouds obscured the moonlight, and scattered raindrops splashed on the bluestone slabs in the courtyard, and the King of the Earth finally said: "Actually, when I was young, I was far less intelligent than you, and I never had much superior knowledge. Don't worry, kid, the road has to be taken step by step. ”

The monk stretched out his palm to catch the raindrops, and the real body of the Buddha behind him flashed away, and the words had been changed to Sanskrit sounds, and the sound was like a Hong Zhong Da Lu ringing in Chang Xi's heart, and it was deafening.

"It rains all the time, but the sky is always clear. ”