CHAPTER XLII

The reward of Baopu Mountain's trial conference is unprecedented, unique, and first-class.

Three supernatural cheats, three genius treasures, and three Taoist divine weapons.

This is the first time in the thousands of years of history of Baopu Mountain.

If these three categories are placed in any small and medium-sized sect, they will surely become the magic power, magic weapon, and beneficial wood of the town's things, and who will the flowers fall to?

The women's sword fairy is final.

Hug the three veins of Pushan Mountain, the Bulao Cave, the Tower of Babel, and the Lost Tree Mirror, each select three people, and decide the order of selection according to the ranking of the Fan Tai.

There was no second.

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Trial Road Plaza.

Nearly 2,000 monks who had crossed the platform gathered together.

Xu Xiaoxian is also one of them.

The Chixia Fairy held the Bilian Terrace with her left hand, and pinched the trick with her right hand.

The blue lotus platform flew into the air, and green light flashed, and the two thousand monks gradually disappeared into the trial path square, and all of them were sucked into the lotus platform that was less than the size of a wine bowl.

The female sword fairy pinched the trick again, and the little Biliantai flew back into her palm.

The trial road square, which was still full of people before, was crowded in an instant, and there were only four people left.

When Shengdou Xiaomin saw it, he might feel incredible.

The four people who stayed in the trial road square, but no one would find it strange.

Biliantai is a Buddha vessel, belonging to the category of Sumeru mustard seeds, and the supreme supernatural power of the Taoist Dazhenren sleeve, the same, but different.

The word Sumeru mustard seed comes from the Buddhist "Vima Sutra", which says: If the Bodhisattva lives in the liberated person, with the height and breadth of Sumeru, there is no increase or decrease in the inner mustard seed.

Originally, it meant that a large Mount Meru was just right to be stuffed into a small rapeseed.

Buddhism is used to describe the Buddha, the Dharma is boundless, and the magic power is vast. It is also to explain to the world the Buddha's sentence, a flower and a world, a leaf and a Bodhi, not without a purpose.

The scholars in the worldly world also use the Buddha's interpretation of the magic power of Buddhism to describe the treacherous and turbulent poetry and outstanding thinking, and it also sets off the artistic conception of the poem, swallowing mountains and rivers for thousands of miles like a tiger.

It is rumored in Nanzhan Buzhou that a host of the Yuandeng Temple in Xiniuhezhou turned into a secular storyteller with an idea, and popularized the 'Sumeru mustard seed', and through the secular way, one bite after another, beat the drum and spread the flowers, which was widely spread in the land of Nanzhan, with the intention of making the Zen of the Buddha Gate widely praised and purified all sentient beings.

Hearsay.

There is a scholar who is only eight buckets high, and the title of the gold list of the temple test is returned to his hometown, and when he sees a temple of considerable scale, he immediately goes to burn incense and make a vow, and just happens to see an old monk who is telling the believer 'Sumeru mustard seeds'.

On a whim, the scholar who returned to his hometown tried to refute the old monk who preached the scriptures with a full stomach of economy, so he asked him:

"The Buddhist scriptures say 'Sumeru hides mustard seeds, mustard seeds Na Sumeru', I think it's too mysterious and bizarre, how can a small mustard seed accommodate such a big Mount Meru? This is really too ignorant of common sense, is it a lie?"

After listening to the words of the scholar, the old monk smiled lightly, and did not answer directly, but asked: "People say that you 'read more than 10,000 books', is there really such a thing?"

"Of course! Of course, why don't I read more than 10,000 books?" Speaking of reading, who has the full stomach of the scholar served?

Everything is inferior, only reading is high, but what the Confucian sage said is not the nonsense of the Huangkou child.

"Then where are the ten thousand books you have read, where are the ways of Confucius and Mencius preserved now?" the old monk borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and asked the reader along the topic.

The scholar proudly raised his hand and pointed to his head and said, "Of course it's all kept here." ”

The old monk was happy and said with a smile: "It's strange, I see that your head is not as big as a wine barrel, how can it hold ten thousand books?

After listening to this, the reader immediately realized that his heart seemed to open a door, and he suddenly opened up.

Baopu Mountain has been around for thousands of years, and it can be said that it can have the same magic power as the Buddhist gate 'Sumeru mustard seeds', and there is only one door.

Buried deep in the ten-mile peach orchard.

Taoyuanzi's 'wide-sleeved flowing clouds' magical power.

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Xu Xiaoxian disappeared into the trial road square, and before his mind moved, he appeared on an island in the middle of the lake.

The island is small and empty, and can only accommodate a few dozen people.

But the lake is so big that it doesn't end.

The white clouds in the sky are long, the lake is blue, and everything is as quiet as a virgin!

It is so quiet that people can't see that the water waves are flowing, a touch of the phoenix blows, and the lake surface shyly swings up layers of small water waves, like a wrinkled wonderful picture, evenly spread on the surface of the lake.

The blue water of the lake reflects the snow-white clouds, and the subtle waves kiss the shadows of the flowing clouds, which are very bright and bright.

Water blends with clouds.

It's like a couple who are intoxicated with each other's affection, unable to extricate themselves.

The clouds, the water, the day, the waves, and the gentle breeze make a beautiful scenery that makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Xu Xiaoxian happily closed her eyes, for fear that in the blink of an eye, these extremely beautiful pictures would disappear.

After Xu Xiaoxian closed his eyes, he felt completely different, he felt like he was standing in an endless darkness.

There was a steady stream of dark information pouring into his thoughts, and thousands of cries as thin as mosquitoes and flies swirling in his head, lingering.

It's like the moment before dawn, when thousands of nightingales send out together, the last heart-rending cry makes people sad and bitter.

Xu Xiaoxian was unmoved, and endured it silently, and the Vermilion Bird Mark entrenched on the Dao Platform in the Huangting Palace suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately a fire rose in the darkness.

The flames intensified, connecting the sea and the sky, like igniting the weeds that withered and yellow in winter, and they were out of control.

There was a heart-rending wail, like the roar of a thousand demons burning in the flames of hell in unison, hoarse and moving.

Xu Xiaoxian was still unmoved, his consciousness was extremely clear, and he knew that all he heard was an illusion, an illusion from the illusion of Fan Tai.

Before entering the Fan Cutting Platform, the master Li Da Niu once told Xu Xiaoxian that he had cut Fan Tai all kinds of things.

Bilian Terrace is also Chopping Fan Terrace.

Chopping Fan Tai is a world of its own, and Buddhism said, the big world is three thousand, and the small world is three thousand, which is somewhat similar, but different.

The Buddhist scriptures say that there are three thousand in the world, each for one day.

The sun and moon on the four continents, Su Milu desires the sky, the Brahmana is a thousand each, the name is a small thousand worlds, this is a thousand times smaller, the name is a thousand times, the name is a thousand times, this thousand times the big thousand, all the same is bad.

All the worlds and worlds are centered on Mount Meru, from the beginning of Zen to the wind wheel under the earth, including the four continents, the sun, the moon, the six heavens of desire, and the thirty-three days of Brahma.

This is a Buddhist saying.

Chofan Tai does not belong to any of the three thousand worlds of Buddhism, but it is what the Taoists say, 'Tao gives birth to one, one life to two, two to three, and three to all things', and any thought in your heart will automatically generate a world, not in the eyes of the world, but in your own mind.

That is to say, as long as you have a thought in your heart, in Bilian Terrace, you will see countless different worlds, and if you want to get out of this world, you need to cut off your thoughts, and if you don't have thoughts, the world will naturally collapse, and you will also cut off the mortal dust.

Cut Fan Tai, as its name suggests, borrow Buddhist Buddhist weapons, do Taoist things.

Buddhism and Taoism are used at home, tracing back to the origin, but they can't get away from the sentence 'Buddha is the way'.

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I don't know how long it took, Xu Xiaoxian suddenly opened his eyes.

The boundless lake is still there, and I am still stepping on the island in the middle of the lake.

Xu Xiaoxian's heart was like stopping the water, and he walked down the island in the middle of the lake and stepped on the lake.

In a flash.

The calm surface of the lake, like a stupid woman who has torn her face, is furious.

The waves are overwhelming.

The swarming waves are like thousands of loose horses, "swallowing mountains and rivers like tigers" rushing to the island in the middle of the lake, splashing hundreds of feet high, and blooming thousands of white lotus.

Xu Xiaoxian stepped on the waves, stepped on the lotus, and climbed the steps.