Chapter 209: The Grave Keeper Reincarnates the Golden Cicada

Tongtian Daoist said with a smile: "The eldest brother has just broken through the Mixed Yuan Great Jue Golden Immortal now, it is better to stabilize his cultivation for the time being, and then make plans!"

"Good!" Taishang Daode Tianzun nodded, and then the small world fell into calm again.

Speaking of a war of gods, the Tongtian Sect Master smashed the flood with the help of the power of ten thousand immortals, and Daozu Hongjun made a move to refine the earth immortal realm, which was divided into four major continents: Dongsheng Shenzhou, West Niuhe Continent, South Ganbu Continent, and North Julu Continent.

Just say that the east is better than Shenzhou, and there is a country overseas, which is called the country of Aolai. The country is close to the sea, and there is a famous mountain in the sea, which is called Huaguo Mountain. This mountain is the ancestral vein of the ten continents, the dragon of the three islands, since the opening of the turbidity and standing, Hongmeng after the judgment.

On this day, the silent Huaguo Mountain ushered in an incarnation of the Buddha Mother of Zhunti.

Patriarch Bodhi walked in the Huaguo Mountain, saw the aura everywhere, the divine spring gushing, his heart was greatly admired, and secretly said: "Good, good! It is really a fairy wonderland, and it should be conceived here by my Western Protector, and it is really created!"

Walking to the top of the mountain, I saw that there was a fairy stone, which was three feet six feet five inches high, and two feet and four feet around the circle. Three zhang six feet five inches high, according to the three hundred and sixty-five degrees of the week, two zhang four feet around the circle, according to the political calendar twenty-four qi. There are nine holes and eight holes, according to the nine palace gossip.

Bodhi Patriarch took a look at it, only to see that there was a faint merit on this fairy stone reflected in all directions, it was the original Nuwa Niangniang refining stone to mend the sky left by the colorful stone, here every day by the heaven and earth aura and the essence of the sun and the moon, now in which an embryo has been bred.

The patriarch waved the dust, and the vast Buddha light circled around the immortal stone, and finally slowly penetrated into it, and then the light converged and returned to calm.

Patriarch Bodhi nodded with satisfaction, and said secretly in his heart: "This stone is conceived by Nuwa's divine power, and it is really like her own son." In this way, he escorted the people who took the scriptures, and he could also make the Daomen fearful. Then with a finger of his hand, Zhilan grew on both sides of the fairy stone and protected it.

"Good, good! I am waiting for the arrival of the disciples above your heart!" Bodhi Patriarch turned into a streamer and flew to Xiniu Hezhou, set up the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and waited for the arrival of the Buddha Protector.

In the spiritual mountain, Shakyamuni Buddha is preaching, suddenly, a rainbow light flew from the sky, the golden light on it is shining, the lotus phantom hovers outside, reflecting the image of the Buddha in the heavens, and the fragrance is dense.

If the prayer beads in the hands of the Buddha flew out, giving birth to ten thousand rays of light, rolling up the flying rainbow and falling into the hands of the world-honored one, it turned out to be a volume of holy parables issued by Amitabha Buddha.

Shakyamuni made a Buddha bow in the direction of the outer heavens, then opened the holy parable with both hands, and then closed his eyes to think.

"Dare to ask the World Venerable, what do I teach the saint to say? At that moment, the future Buddha Maitreya came out of the class and asked.

"Amitabha, my religion should be greatly prospered and spread through the East. However, this person who learned the scriptures has no whereabouts, so the sage told me to pay attention to the teachings and determine this person as soon as possible. The Buddha chanted the Buddha's name lightly, and then took out a spiritual bead from his sleeve that contained the soul of the tomb keeper of the immortal clan.

"As seen by the poor road, the person who learns the scriptures still needs to fall on this thing. ”

Maitreya Buddha asked, "I don't know what this thing is, what is so strange that it can be favored by the world-honored person and granted the important task of learning scriptures?"

"Good!" Maitreya glanced at the spirit beads, and saw that the remnant soul of the golden cicada was overflowing, and the meaning of life and death flowed, which was really wonderful. He is not an indiscriminate person, and since Rulai already has the best candidate for now, he nodded yes.

"This thing has atmospheric luck, congenital meaning of life and death, and atmospheric luck. The Buddha handed over the spirit bead to the game Miaoguang Bodhisattva and instructed, "You can go to the wilderness to find the six-winged golden cicada, one of the four congenital fierce insects, I have my own great use." ”

Blameless nodded and took the order.

On this day, in the spiritual mountain, such as the Buddha preaching, the phoenix and the song, the dragon circles, the hall of the Daxiong Treasure Hall is thousands of rui qi, the auspicious light is heavy, the sky is falling, and the ground is surging with golden lotus.

Suddenly, the Buddha suddenly shouted a Buddha name: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." "I stopped.

As soon as the words fell, a streamer fell from the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and I saw the game Miaoguang Bodhisattva arrive with the color of wind and dust.

"Meet the master, the disciple will live up to his mission and bring back the new six-winged golden cicada. "The blameless son bowed to the ground, and said.

"Good!" Shakyamuni Buddha stretched out his hand to scatter a piece of white light, helped the blameless son up, and then stretched out his hand a little, only the six-winged golden cicada with a faint spiritual wisdom was summoned into his hand.

The master smiled and said: "Nan Wu Amitabha, today you should have a creation!"

I saw that the Buddha appeared in Qingyun, the Buddha light above his head was huge, the auspicious clouds were clustered, and the golden lamps were dotted among them. Three large relics are held by three lotus flowers, and a golden body of the Buddha sits between the sea of Buddha light and clouds. There is another Dao fruit on it, faintly, hidden by auspicious clouds.

The Duobao Pagoda gave birth to endless divine light, and a Mani bead on it swayed and landed on the six-winged golden cicada. The power of the four elephants flowed, and a mysterious aura was born in the Dao fruit, and all the immortals and Buddhas present felt a gust of cold wind, as if they were being topped by an invincible beast.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, it will not appear at this time, and when will it be!" If the Buddha burst into tears, the light on the top was great, and he only heard the sound of thunder outside the spiritual mountain, but he was blocked outside the mountain by the formation left by the two saints.

Everyone saw the light of the Buddha shining, which seemed to have five white waves washing, Sanskrit sound curling, sandalwood attacking, countless golden lamps and phantoms.

The brilliance dissipated, and a Buddha holding a Buddha bead in his hand, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a bright body surrounded by light, looked at Rulai and bowed down: "Disciple Jin Chanzi greets my Buddha Rulai." ”

"Good, you can temporarily occupy the position of the second disciple of my sect, and then make plans when I preach. "If the Buddha turned sideways to avoid the Golden Cicada Full Ceremony, although this one is only a little true spirit, but he was also a peak powerhouse of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal before his death, and he received the half-salute because he recreated it.

Everyone present was amazed. If he was originally a big disciple of the sect, he could also be called a big disciple of the Daomen, and after being reincarnated, he worshiped under the door of Amitabha Buddha, and not long ago he beheaded three corpses and entered the Yasheng, and his status can be called one of the best in the world of immortals, and he can't even receive the full gift of the golden cicada.

If the Buddha was not in the mood to solve their doubts, he temporarily set the status of master and apprentice with the golden cicada, and part of the final luck of the immortal clan carried by the original tomb keeper fell to Sakyamuni.

With the addition of luck, Rulai only feels that he has a clearer understanding of the operation of the laws of heaven and earth, and it seems that the avenue that was once out of reach is now within reach, and he is within reach. He had only broken through Yasheng's path not long ago, but now he has quickly stabilized, and he seems to be faintly improving.

"Good, good!" A hundred years later, the Buddha began to spit out the proverbs of the Great Dao again, and soon, the vast and mysterious scriptures resounded again in Lingshan.