"It is difficult for a person to walk alone on the demon land, and we are willing to follow the crown prince of the Blue Emperor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The old man put his posture very low and groveled.

"In the final analysis, you are still for the so-called Divine Surge Immortal Lotus. Emperor Chen Qing shook his head and said.

"The Shenyong Immortal Lotus is only in the legend, and the saying of becoming a god on the ground is a bit big, but if the Prince of the Green Emperor can take it away, and break through the shackles for the breakthrough, I hope that the Prince of the Green Emperor will give me a way to live, so that we can step out of the demon land. The old man was not in a hurry, and said slowly.

"I don't need followers. Emperor Chen Qing still shook his head.

"The demon land is weird, it contains great terror, does the Prince of the Green Emperor really want to go alone? At that time, I am afraid that I will be able to deal with the treachery of the demon land, and I will be attacked in the darkness behind my back, and that person will spread the news wantonly, and he must have hatred with the Prince of the Green Emperor. The old man smiled and said slowly.

Emperor Chen Qing was silent, and the old man continued: "Prince Qingdi, we are all monks who have been involved in the Demon Land, and the purpose is just to leave the Demon Land, I hope that the Prince of the Green Emperor will give us a way to live." ”

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't interject, the old man's statement was indeed heartwarming, and following the Qingdi Prince may be the best choice to leave the demon land, because the Shenyong Immortal Lotus is only in the legend, whether it exists or not, and the statement of becoming a god is too suspenseful.

"Leng Yue can stab me in the back. Emperor Chen Qing said slowly, Muguang was like a deep starry sky, which made people tremble, and looked directly at the old man: "So...... What about you?

"In order to leave the Demon Land, won't the Prince of the Blue Emperor even give us a way to live?" the old man said.

"It's not that I don't give you a way to live. Emperor Chen Qing shook his head, "But even you yourself can't make a guarantee, if there is really a divine object like the Divine Immortal Lotus that is only in legends, can you still maintain your true heart?"

"Is it okay for the poor monks to restrain them?" Suddenly, a figure strolled from a distance, swaying step by step, golden Shenhua bloomed under his feet, Emperor Chen Qing couldn't help but be moved, this is a big Buddha?

The golden Shenhua blooming under the monk's feet is not considered a miraculous power, but a manifestation of the monk's cultivation of Buddhism to a certain extent.

Everyone was shocked, and they never remembered that there was such a monk in the team, the monk was only in his twenties, with a bald head and a gray simple robe, like a Buddha walking in the red dust.

"Are you ......" Emperor Chen Qingdi's pupils shrank, "the master of Jinshan Temple?"

The monk in front of him even Emperor Chen Qing had to be treated solemnly, because his Buddhism had reached a certain level, and the Shenhua under his feet, which was not unfolded by some Bodhisattvas, was not developed by some Bodhisattvas, but the monk in front of him did it.

Even if he can't cultivate, his Dharma has reached the realm of a bodhisattva, which means that it is only a matter of time before this monk becomes a bodhisattva, and the bodhisattva is a master at the same level as the immortal master.

"The crown prince of the Qingdi has won the award, and the poor monk's Buddhist attainments are not as good as the master. The monk folded his hands, his face was kind and kind, and his voice seemed to turn into the purest Buddha name, knocking on people's hearts, and there was a warm current passing through.

"Master, is it the Hongchenzi Master of Jinshan Temple?" said Emperor Chen Qing, bowing and posing to the same height.

Everyone was in an uproar, remembering the story of the Eastern Wilderness over the years, Jinshan Temple walked out of a monk, known as the reincarnation of the Buddha, some years of Buddhism climbed countless times, and imitated the ancient lamp Buddha, walking in the red dust, the Buddha name red dust.

Some people say that Hongchenzi has penetrated his own Buddhist path and is likely to become the fourth Buddha in the world, while others say that Hongchenzi is the reincarnation of Shakyamuni Buddha in the past, and only then did he cultivate profound Buddhism in a short period of time when the bodhicitta lamp was not in Jinshan Temple.

There are different opinions, but what the world is saying is that Hongchenzi will become the pillar of Buddhism in the future.

Since the bodhicitta lamp fell into the hands of the Eastern Emperor, Jinshan Temple has disappeared from the world, and only two people have attracted attention for thousands of years, one is the Buddha of the ancient lamp, and the other is the Buddha who did good deeds in the tenth generation, and the other is this red dust.

Jiang Sheng looked at this red dust, the monk in front of him was so simple that he didn't speak, just like a sweeping monk in front of an ordinary temple, very plain, but he had an amazing identity, Hongchenzi.

Jiang Sheng also flipped through a little bit of the Ming annotation of the current situation, which contained a record of red dust, and even the Ming Emperor praised it and had a high evaluation.

"The poor monk Buddha is indeed a red dust, but the word master really can't bear it. Hongchenzi shook his head slightly.

"Everyone in the world knows that Master Hongchenzi's Buddhism is profound, and the word master is well deserved. Emperor Chen Qing said with a smile.

"It's actually the Red Dust Master. The old man also looked upright and bowed solemnly.

"I've seen Master Hongchenzi. The rest of the crowd spoke.

"Why did Master Red Dust appear on the Demon Soil, and even the Master was involved in the distorted time and space?" the old man said.

"I'm ashamed to say that. Hongchenzi clasped his hands together and showed a gentle smile, like a spring breeze and rain, "Seeing a little girl pulled by time and space, crying loudly, the poor monk rescued her, but she didn't want to cultivate shallowly, and as a result, she was pulled into this land by the distorted time and space." ”

"Master mercy. Everyone couldn't help but be moved, the Puyi monk in front of them was only trying to save a mortal little girl, but he was pulled into an unknown and unfamiliar space, and this kind of courage is indeed worthy of the word master.

"The Buddha said that I don't go to hell who will go to hell, but there are a few people who dare to move forward on this road, and the poor monk has also hesitated, this time stepping on this piece of demonic land, but it is a confirmation of the Buddha's words. Hongchenzi smiled bitterly.

Shakyamuni Buddha once cut meat to feed the eagle, but such courage has been done by a few people throughout the ages, and the ancient lamp Buddha is also counted as a person, but the killing of the Buddha is to kill to stop killing, and to achieve the Buddha's fruit from another angle.

Now that he is in danger, he remembers this Buddhist saying in his heart, understands part of its meaning, and then blooms under his feet, and the Dharma is once again elevated.

"Where did the master fall from, and he didn't see the master?" someone asked.

"I am ashamed to say that the poor monk once passed out, and woke up in this mountain range, lost for a few days, and now he heard the sound, stepped in, and met the benefactors. Hongchenzi said with his hands folded.

"Is there a way for the master to leave?"

"The poor monk has no clue, the demonic energy has shrouded this land, and there are ancient rules that suppress the power of supernatural powers. Hongchenzi said.

"Stop!" suddenly someone shouted, and the crowd turned to find another man with no sparkle in his eyes, walking towards the stream, forcibly holding him down, and struggling violently.

"Amitabha!" Hongchen swallowed the Buddha's name, the golden Shenhua bloomed under his feet, and the Buddha's words entered the hearts and spleens of the people, like a spring breeze, the person suddenly trembled violently, woke up from his distraction, looked at the stream, and couldn't help but have a cold sweat behind his back.

"Thank you, Master, for saving me. The man said respectfully.

"The power of the stream has deepened!" someone said in a low voice, they also had a strange feeling that their minds were being pulled, the words fell, everyone couldn't help but be moved, and then there was a snake looking at them, they couldn't leave, and the real horror of the stream was finally going to be revealed?

"This river looks like a yellow spring!" Hongchenzi was bright and wise, flashing a little worry, and his voice was low.

"Yellow Spring?" Jiang Sheng couldn't help but be moved, this is the river in the ancient legend, with the power of weird dialing, there is a legend in the world, after a person dies, he passes through the Sansheng Stone, walks on the Nai He Bridge, crosses the Yellow Spring, emerges on the other side of the flower, and walks towards hell step by step.

"Is hell ahead?" someone said with a trembling voice, a chill rising from behind him, and the sound of words hit everyone's hearts like a hammer.

"I seem to see a bright road of red-hot light, is it the road of fire?" someone whispered, his eyes showing fear.

"Don't talk nonsense. The old man stood up, and saying these words at this time would undoubtedly blow the heart.

"There can be no hell in the world, people return to a state of chaos after death, the so-called Huangquan Nai He Bridge, that is all rumors. A blackfriar sneered, not believing in the claims of hell.

"What does the master think?" asked Emperor Chen Qingdi.

"There is an ancient scripture in the temple that once recorded that there was a Huangquan Taoist in the world, who claimed to be in control of Huangquan, and fought with an invincible man a long time ago. Hongchenzi shook his head gently, "This is not a real Yellow Spring, but there is a certain trend, if the river expands, it may really become a Yellow Spring!"