"The people in my family pay the most attention to loyalty, filial piety, honesty, prudence, generosity, abundance, tolerance, and forbearance, and must not be angry and angry. Jiandu Zhenren smiled on the cloud and said: "Like you, Senior Brother Shenhui is always angry and angry, but it is the master who says that he still has a warm blood, so he has never been punished, you don't want to learn from him."

As soon as his voice fell, he didn't wait for the junior brothers to reply, and he saw Shenhui Zhenren planting himself on the ground: "Hey, Senior Brother Shenhui, this hurts Zhenyuan!"

The fierce battle between Shenhui Zhenren and Xuankong almost fought all the way from the foot of Laoshan Mountain to the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, and I don't know how many immortals, Buddhas and demons were alarmed along the way. The other True Monarchs of Jingming Dao watched the excitement on the ground, and when they saw that neither side had a big killer, they were also happy to watch the play.

Only when the light of the Buddha shone in Bianjing City, they were afraid that their junior brother would suffer a loss, so they hurriedly drove the clouds to catch up.

Without waiting to think about it, two clouds of light had already shot out next to him, taking Shen Hui Zhenren down. This is the only two junior disciples of Shenhui Zhenren in the Jingming Dao, Hong Shi Zhenren and Zhengte Zhenren, Hong Shi Zhenren supported Shenhui Zhenren, frowned and looked at the giant carving Ming King in the air:

"Senior Brother Shenhui, what happened, who did you provoke and how did you get hurt so badly?"

Shenhui Zhenren is dumb and eats coptis, and he can't say anything about his suffering. Originally, he was only going to stand out for his disciples and deal with a little fox spirit who had just become a climate, but who knew that he would have a big battle with Xuankong by fate, and he was killed by the Ming King of this Buddhism.

If I had known earlier, I would not have fallen into such an embarrassing situation if I had brought all the secret magic weapons in the sect with me.

Zhente Zhenren was the latest to enter the Pure Ming Dao, and his cultivation years were short, so several senior brothers spoiled him and recognized him as Zi Hulai. Seeing that his senior brother was seriously injured, he sneered and snorted, "No matter what his origin is, I haven't been afraid of anyone yet!"

The giant carving turned into the Dharma body of the Ming King, as high as a hundred zhang, three heads and eight arms, and the scene was clearly seen.

The true monarchs of the Pure Ming Dao each held out the dust, divided the real people of Puhui and the real people of the Wei Dao to protect the Xuankong behind them, and the other true monarchs occupied the direction and surrounded themselves in the middle of it, and their eyes were extremely unkind. The giant eagle was not afraid at all, but just sat on the clouds and looked at it coldly.

He is the great sage of the demon clan in ancient times, and it is not something that these rising monks can fight against.

Jiandu Zhenren had a bit of insight, knowing that the strength of the giant eagle was far superior to himself and others, and stepped forward and saluted: "Guo Pu has seen his predecessors after entering the Jingming Dao. The giant eagle snorted and didn't reply, he himself lost his mouth first, if he couldn't leave the surnames of the two Taoist priests.

In the end, the Buddha's plan was ruined, and he had to bear a big burden more or less.

Jian Du is really humane: "My senior brother studied under the Shengong Miaoji Zhenjun, and the Shenhui junior brother is reckless, if he collides with the senior's Fa Driver, please ask the seniors to spare him once in the face of our master Xu Tianshi?"

The giant eagle laughed and said: "You don't have to use Xu Jingyang to scare me, these two little Taoist priests know a secret from me, and they must die!"

As soon as these words came out, not only the real person of Jiandu was surprised, but also several other juniors and disciples were secretly frightened. "I don't know what the secret is, but it's just a little bit of people's listening, and it's going to take someone's surname?" I heard a voice ask from the nine heavens.

Everyone was overjoyed in their hearts, knowing that the senior brother was coming, they all looked to the sky.

Sure enough, it is the head of the twelve true monarchs of the Pure Ming Dao, the Great Cave True Monarch Shenlie Zhenren Wu Meng floated down from the Taiqing sky, he has always been with Xu Tianshi, among the true monarchs of the Pure Ming Dao, he is the only one who has the cultivation of heavenly immortals, and he is also the true monarch of the heavenly court.

When the giant eagle saw that it was him, his face softened a little, and he asked, "Are you Wu Meng?"

The person who came was the protagonist in the picture of "Twenty-four Filial Piety", Wu Meng, who was full of blood. Wu Meng, an immortal of the Jin Dynasty, died early in his mother when he was a child, and he depended on his father for his life. When he was not enlightened, because his family was poor and could not afford to buy mosquito nets, every summer night, my father often had trouble sleeping due to mosquito bites.

At that time, although Wu Meng was young, he already had filial piety, in order to let his father sleep well, he himself could completely sacrifice himself to let mosquitoes suck his flesh and blood. I just hope that the mosquitoes will stop bothering my father when they have drunk their own blood.

Later, after his father's death, he held a funeral for his father for three years. In three years, he burned paper to worship, sacrificed in the morning and evening, and followed the master Xu Jingyang to learn the Tao after the three-year mourning period, and finally feathered up to the immortal and was awarded the title of Dadong Zhenjun.

His filial piety touches the heavens and the earth, even the Buddha behind the giant sculpture often sighs Wu Meng's loyalty and filial piety, and respects him very much.

For thousands of years, the twenty-four filial piety pictures have been famous, and the laymen in the mortal world may not worship the Buddha and Bodhisattva, and do not respect the gods and demons, but when it comes to the story of the twenty-four filial piety, even the most people must give a thumbs up and praise a "good" word.

Dadong Zhenjun said: "It's exactly below." ”

The king of the giant carving Ming praised: "You are very good! For your sake, I can let you and those junior disciples of yours go, but these two Taoist priests are related to a major matter in the Three Realms, and I can't let it go." ”

Dadong Zhenjun even said "don't dare", stretched out his hand to support Xuankong's back, and said in a soft Tai Qing Qi: "Today, these two junior disciples of mine have not seen or heard anything, and there will be no rumors that King Ming is worried about in the Three Realms. ”

The giant eagle shook his head and said, "If it's something else, I'll forget it, but I can't stop this thing." ”

The king of the master seat was bent on taking the surnames of Xuankong and Shenhui Zhenren, and Yongwu Zhenren said angrily: "I wait for the twelve true monarchs of the Pure Ming Dao to gather here, how can you say that you can kill it?"

"In the sky and on the ground, there are no people that my giant eagle said to kill that can't be killed!"

Seeing the giant carving move, the true monarchs of the Pure Ming Dao hurriedly waved the dust and blocked in front of the Shenhui Zhenren. The King of the Giant Eagle sneered again and again: "Pity you for a hundred years of penance, and it will eventually be ruined." Hand over those two Daoists, bypass you and wait for you to die!"

Jiandu Zhenren threw a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve in front of him, which was the "Funeral Sutra" written by him, which opened a precedent for feng shui in later generations.

Therefore, this volume of documents is also stained with a little acquired merit, and after being accepted by the real person of the superintendent, it is refined into a magic weapon, and it is difficult to break the law of protecting the body after the sacrifice. It's just that the golden stick in the hand of the giant carving king is extremely heavy, and it hits the "Funeral Sutra" and smashes out ten thousand yellow rays of light that fluctuate constantly.

"Senior brother, cloth the Twelve Yuanchen Array!" "Jian Du Zhenren and Dadong Zhenjun looked at each other, each understood their thoughts, and Dadong Zhenjun let out a long chant: "The one who is pure and bright, there is no darkness and no candle, and the dust is not clean, and the foolish and wise all look up to it as the door of opening and the road to ascension." "This is the key to the Twelve Yuanchen Formation of the Pure Ming Dao, all of you True Monarchs understand it, but Shenhui Zhenren is seriously injured and it is difficult to hold the position.

Xuankong let out a long roar, slapped his forehead and showed the Jade Dragon Yuanshen, jumped up and stood between the two dragon horns of the Jade Dragon Yuanshen, and said: "Laoshan sent Xuankong, come to help!" Dadong Zhenjun saw that his Yuanshen was agile, and he didn't look seriously injured at all, nodded and said: "You follow Shenhui's junior brother, and the two of you will jointly guard the position of the Pleiades." ”

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