"Nan no Amitabha!"

But he said that the red boy and the little white dragon set up a light and were about to leave, but suddenly they heard a light trumpet, and they saw that not far ahead, there was a golden auspicious cloud in front of the two of them.

Seeing this, the two glanced at each other, but they knew that their whereabouts had been known by the masters of Buddhism and Taoism, but they stopped, stood in the void, and looked towards the cloud in front of them.

The golden auspicious cloud quietly dispersed, and three figures appeared from it, but they were three monks. The person on the left has a slender body, but he is old, with an orange-peeled old face, white eyebrows and white beard, and a sad face, standing quietly in the clouds.

On the right is a sturdy man, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, naked and topless, and a serene expression. Bursts of golden treasure light were born from his body, but he practiced the Western Relic Golden Body Dafa.

But the red boy's gaze only stayed on the two of them for a moment, and then stopped at the one in the middle. I saw that in the center of the cloud head in front of me, there was a monk with a big belly, fat head and big ears, sitting on a nine-rank lotus platform, looking at the two red children with a smile on his face. But it was a slight surprise to the red boy.

The person who came was the great disciple of the second holy seat of Zhun Ti from the Western Spiritual Mountain, and the future Buddha Maitreya Bodhisattva among the three Buddhas of the Buddha Gate.

The cultivation of the left and right two people is not high, but a heavenly immortal and a golden immortal are just arhats in the Buddhist gate, but the red boy knows that the two of them have deep luck, and it is Zhu Falan and Jiaye Moteng who are promoting Buddhism in the eastern soil.

"Maitreya has seen Uncle Hongyun!"

Appearing, Maitreya walked down from the lotus platform, came closer, and bowed to the red child. Maitreya as a disciple of the two saints, far away in the early tribulation of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, he followed the two of them to practice in the Western Lingshan, when the saints talked about the Tao, Maitreya also went, but he knew the people of the Red Cloud Dao.

Now, it is rumored in the Three Realms that the red child is the reincarnation of Huoyun, and Maitreya naturally knows it, so he calls the red child his uncle.

"The Taoist friend recognized the wrong person. When the red boy heard this, he smiled slightly, looking at the future Buddha of the Western religion in front of him, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart. Maitreya is different from his younger brother Jin Chanzi, who is intoxicated with Buddhism, and his Buddhism is not even inferior to his two masters.

Maitreya is fond of practice, the most fond of the divine channel method, proficient in the Western teaching of the three thousand side door Dafa, deep in the quasi-mention of the true transmission, a body of cultivation is unfathomable. The red boy secretly probed with his thoughts, but only felt that he had penetrated into a deep ocean. It is clear that the other party has already penetrated the Daluo Heavenly Dao and achieved the Daluo Dao Fruit.

"Maitreya will naturally admit his mistakes, but my senior disciple Jin Chanzi has profound Buddhism and is well versed in the way of reincarnation, how can he admit his mistakes?"

Hearing the words of the red boy, Maitreya grinned, and then glanced at Ao Lie standing beside the red child, but a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"Oh?" Seeing this, the red boy also laughed, and then asked, "I wonder why Venerable Maitreya stopped me here?"

"Uncle Shi just hit the Luoyang White Horse Temple?" Maitreya heard this, glanced deeply at the red boy, and then looked to the east.

"What White Horse Temple?" Hearing Maitreya's words, the red boy pretended not to know, looking at his nose and nose.

"Uncle Shi knows that the transmission of Buddhism to the east is a number of days, that is, Uncle Shi is also related to my Buddha in this life. ”

Seeing this, Maitreya sighed softly, and then looked at the two of them: "The dragon vein in the White Horse Temple, if it weren't for the dragon clan's action, it would be difficult for the Da Luo Golden Immortal to attract it." ”

"You are orthodox for the dragon god, when you think of the heavens, how can you act against the sky? After Maitreya finished speaking, he looked at Ao Lie, and a look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

After all, in Buddhism, except for the accident of contemplation, I am afraid that the meaning of the little white dragon is no different from that of the red child.

"His Holiness has a good plan. ”

Hearing Maitreya's words, the little white dragon stood up, and then bowed slightly to Maitreya and said: "What does the great prosperity of the Buddha Gate have to do with my dragon clan? Although my dragon clan is not as good as the ancient flood time, it is the orthodoxy of Shinto and is protected by the luck of the heavenly way. If you have calculated against me like this, you will naturally give you a retribution. ”

"Bold!" Hearing the words of the little white dragon, Jiaye Moteng's face changed, and he shouted loudly. Even the one with a sad face, Zhu Falang, also had a hint of discoloration on his face.

"Hey!" Maitreya saw this, but waved his hand, then glanced at the little white dragon curiously, and then said to the red boy: "Uncle Hongyun, so Maitreya is offended. ”

After speaking, he stretched out his right palm, and in an instant, it turned into a sky-wide size, flashing with golden light, and fell towards the two red boys.

"Oh?" the red boy laughed when he heard this, and then clapped his hands and said, "You are happier than that Cihangdao person." ”

There was not the slightest fear on his face, but he took out a sword and raised it towards the sky with a calm expression.

"Ding!" A golden and iron strike, the tip of the sword and the Buddha's palm were separated by a touch, and both of them showed a look of surprise, but they couldn't help but secretly admire each other.

If you talk about the mana, the red boy is only half a step Taiyi Golden Immortal, even the seven turns of Xuangong are not as good as Maitreya Bodhisattva.

Maitreya didn't have a dead hand, but the idea of capturing the two alive, on the other hand, it was also curious, this "uncle" has gone through the catastrophe, how much is left of his Taoism, after all, the red child has not shown any cowardice from beginning to end.

But as soon as Fang fought, Maitreya felt that on the red child's sword, there was a hidden sword intent, which was extremely fierce and sharp, and if his own Buddha palm fell, most of them would be cut in two.

"Uncle Shi is really a good method!" Maitreya saw this, but he put away his magical powers, and then glanced deeply at the red boy with a smile on his face, and his eyes paused slightly on the soul dispersing gourd on his waist.

turned around and returned to his lotus platform, then folded his hands and said to the two red boys: "Maitreya is goodbye!"

As he spoke, he took the two people on the left and right into a golden light and disappeared into the clouds.

"This?" The little white dragon was a little surprised when he saw this, although he knew that Maitreya couldn't help the red child, but he didn't know why the other party was so decisive, and looked at the red child with a puzzled face.

"Let's go, let's go too. The red boy felt the little white dragon's gaze, but smiled slightly, and then said softly: "Dongtu is still the territory of the Daomen after all. ”

After speaking, he set up a rainbow light, and the little white dragon rose into the sky and disappeared into the sky.

"Why are you leaving?"

After the two left, a voice sounded, and several figures appeared in the place where the two of them were standing.

At this moment, if the red boy is here, he will definitely recognize a few old acquaintances, but it is Yin Xi, Dayuan Zhenren and others who have had a relationship.

"Hehe!" glanced faintly in the direction where the two of them left, but Yin Xi laughed, and then glanced at Dayuan Zhenren beside him with a puzzled face, and said with a smile: "It seems that it is not only my Daomen and Buddhism that are in a dilemma. ”

"But ......" Dayuan Zhenren heard this, but his face changed, and then he stopped talking with a look of desire.

"Let's go, I'm waiting for the debate meeting with Buddhism, the hour is near. Yin Xi saw the look of Dayuan Zhenren, but he shook his head, and then chuckled: "I can't wait to watch the Buddha Sect hang the portrait of the saint I teach on my own Buddhist hall." ”

After speaking, he glanced at everyone, and then set up a sword light, rose to the sky, and headed towards Luoyang, which was not far away. Seeing this, everyone also set up their swords and followed.

From the words of several people, it can be perceived that this will be the first major confrontation between the two sects of Buddhism since the spread of Buddhism to the east. But none of this has anything to do with Red Boy.

At this moment, the two of them set up a retreat and came to the Jiangnan martial arts generation. Because after coming to Middle-earth, the red boy vaguely felt two faint calls, coming from the East China Sea and the south of the Yangtze River.

But it made the red boy wonder, and he remembered that Zhen Yuanzi once transmitted a voice, saying that his family should have a fate on the East China Sea, but unfortunately the sky is obscure, and it is always impossible to calculate.

However, the feeling that came from Jiangnan was even more surprising to the red boy, why Zhen Yuanzi didn't mention it, and it was even more strange, the call was clearly not a call, but a faint sword intent, which echoed the sword intent of the sky strike that he comprehended, so it was felt by the red boy.

"Brother"

Walking on the street of Wulin County, the little white dragon looked at the red boy with some curiosity, but he was very curious, how could the fate of the red boy be ordinary?

"Oops!"

An exclamation came, but a masked woman in green clothes walked in front of her, holding a green bamboo cane in one hand, as if she was thinking about something, and collided with the little white dragon.

"Hum!" A shocking sword aura rushed into the sky, causing the little white dragon to fly out, only to feel as if all the flesh and skin of his family were about to be dismembered by that sword qi.

"Po!" Seeing this, the red boy on the side flashed a trace of surprise in his eyes, stretched out the two fingers of his right hand, and also triggered a sword qi, which met the sword qi in an instant, collided with each other and then dissipated invisibly.

"Huh?" The woman seemed to come back to her senses, but she was a little curious, and glanced deeply at the red boy, and then wiped away without looking back.

"You!" After a long time, the little white dragon came back to his senses, but he was shocked into a cold sweat, shocked and angry. The man's sword qi did not come out on his own, and he almost killed himself. The most hateful thing is that the woman didn't even look at herself, and then wiped away.

However, the red boy was a little surprised in his heart, the woman's aura was vague, but there was no slightest mana fluctuation, she was not a monk, but like a mortal martial artist, but that kind of sword qi could actually kill gods and demons.

Those eyes were quite special, the big eyes were bright, as clear as water. The red boy thought about it, but he was interested in the trip to Jiangnan.