Fengyunlu

A stream of water-blue light crossed the sea, and Master Kong Yang, the most enlightened disciple in the history of Qingli Palace, rushed to Yaochi.

At the same time, on the other side, far to the west of the southwest, on Mount Xumi, which is closer to Yaochi than Cangyun Sect and Qingli Palace, the sound of Buddha is soft and solemn, and an old monk is sitting on the lotus platform, his thin body actually looks... The Dharma was magnificent, and as Master Kong Yang left the sea, his eyes that had been closed suddenly opened to shine directly into the great light.

After a moment, the brilliance faded away, and he frowned on his miserable face: "The two great emperors were alarmed in succession, and even Mr. Bai personally took action. Although our Xumi Palace does not have an emperor at the moment, we cannot miss this opportunity. West Kunlun Bi The two families are actually closer, and it is impossible to say that Boyang Valley will participate later. In this case, we still have to go to this Yaochi Wonderland."

The old monk thought to himself, then spread out his palms to wrap the rosary beads around his wrist. Then he raised his head and looked somewhere, and a little Sanskrit sound quietly sounded: "Where are the nine sons of the Buddha? Di Miaoya received the dharma dish... "

The turbulent Sanskrit sound resounded throughout Mount Sumeru, and then several rays of Buddha's light rose up. The outline of golden light reached the edge of the clouds. The old monk's words echoed for a long time. It was not until the first ray of Buddha's light floated over that the voice that filled the heart and spleen fell. stop.

"Disciple Xuan Yin, see my Buddha!!" The golden light converged directly, and a compassionate monk from the east showed respect in his eyes and greeted the old monk from before.

The old monk looked kindly and looked at Xuan Yin who had just arrived and nodded: "Yes, let's wait aside."

As the voice was about to fall, six rays of Buddha light fell simultaneously.

"Disciple Guodi..."

"Disciple Dharma..."

"Disciples have no life span..."

"Disciple now feels..."

"Disciple Huishu..."

"Disciple Mo Lian, you have seen my Buddha!!"

The six people greeted the Buddha in unison. At the same time, they also turned away the Buddha's light and saluted the old monk with a solemn expression on the cliff with his back to the sea of ​​clouds.

The old monk nodded one after another, glanced at the seven Buddhist disciples in front of him, and asked: "Ye Tuo and Sun Duo are in retreat at this time. They will leave the retreat in a short while to receive the order. You can take the Dharma dish on your behalf and share it with your two junior brothers." Go to West Kunlun to help Yaochi."

Before the old monk finished speaking, there was a golden jade plate in his hand. This was the order of the headmaster of Xumi Palace. It could be held as if the Buddha was personally present. It represented the entire Xumi Palace and all the monks under the jurisdiction of Xumi Mountain Buddhist Sect. There are so many monks in the world who see the Dharma dish as if they were seeing the Buddha. It is not just an order, but also a symbol of their status. When traveling in the Xumi Palace in an orthodox way, no matter how big the sect is, they still have to give them a little face.

The old monk took it out, floated away from his hand, and landed directly in the hands of Xuanyin, who was the first to arrive. Xuanyin caught it with a puzzled look on his face: "I accept the order on behalf of my fellow disciples, but you dare to ask me something, Buddha, this What is going on in West Kunlun that you want to bring a Dharma dish to help?"

Xuan Yin's doubts represented the other ones. These seven Buddhist disciples who came one after another were all at the holy level, but they often stayed in Xumi for a long time. Therefore, they were obsessed with Buddhism and world affairs but paid little attention to them. For example, three Years ago, during the great catastrophe of the Feng Family, such a major Xuanmen battle alarmed both good and evil. Even the old monk in front of them, the current headmaster of Xumi Palace, the Great Buddha, also wanted to go.

But there was an obstruction at that time, and the Buddha personally took action. In such a situation, the Great Buddha also did not order the nine disciples, and did not even take out the magic plate. But now, for some unknown reason, West Kunlun would directly take out the representative. With the Sumeru Dharma Dish blessed by the Buddhist monks of all dynasties, I really don’t know what the big deal is in this Yaochi.

Everyone was puzzled. The old monk nodded. The Great Buddha looked sad and looked at where West Kunlun was. He slowly said: "Your doubts are common sense. I am a member of the Buddhist sect. I am a foreigner. I lament that few people are involved in the turmoil in the world." , even in the disaster in the northern border three years ago, the poor monk did his best, but today the matter in West Kunlun is related to the sky. It is said that all the people in the world are suffering in purgatory. We can see the cave fire in our practice, but some things have to be done. Do."

"The Yaochi Fairyland is no better than others. Xuanmen are internally depleted of heavenly secrets. It is their destiny to suffer some disasters. Only the West Kunlun Yaochi Fairyland is sealed with ancient tribulations. If there is a disaster, it should not affect the people. If there is a disaster, it should not affect the people. It should span the past and present. All people in this world have their own destiny, but this destiny needs me, the Buddha, to cross it. You are going here to cross a destiny. As for who should be on it, this Sumeru Dharma dish has its own choice. ." The words of the Great Buddha are mysterious, and the expression in his eyes is also filled with supreme sorrow. It seems that major events in the world are different, and only the Buddhist sect should do its best.

Xuan Yin underneath seemed to have a clear understanding. He put his hands together and said, "Disciples should do their best."

The remaining six people bowed their heads and said: "Amitabha, the disciples who have received the order should do their best!!"

"Okay." The Great Buddha nodded, the beads on his wrists rang, and he held them in his hands again. At the same time, he looked somewhere in the sea of ​​clouds, and seemed to feel the breath of Canglong Chuhai's whisk, and the Nine Immortals and Divine Dragons that conquered the sky. Wonderful, he turned around and explained more: "You are here to go along with the fate and help Yaochi survive the disaster. As for someone who should cope with the disaster, there is no need to force it if it is not between life and death."

"I will obey the law!!" The seven people turned and left in unison. The air of Buddha's light gathered in one place and flashed past in the northeast direction of Mount Sumeru. When they reached the sea of ​​clouds in Mount Sumeru, two more Buddha's lights followed them. , it was Yetuo and Sunduo, two of the nine sons of the Buddha who were in retreat, who were accompanying him. Nine rays of Buddha light filled the sky, and the sea of ​​golden clouds was turbulent, and disappeared in the next moment.

"You are still like this after all these years." A vague voice came from nowhere, but it echoed softly in the ears of the Great Buddha.

"Senior brother, you are aloof from the outside. You don't know that Mount Sumeru is collapsing before your eyes. More than a hundred years ago, the demon king Xu Yi came into the world. Only the banner of the humble family can shake the Tripitaka Sutra. At that time, you were still thinking about old feelings as a senior brother. This has resolved a disaster, but brother, do you still remember that the scripture revealed that the figure that vaguely appeared did not look like Xu Yi." The Great Buddha responded in his heart, but ignored the misty end.

After a long time, a sigh echoed in vain: "Alas~ I promised Master to deal with the Three Jewels, and now I have two opportunities left. After I come out of the mountain, I won't be able to help Xumiwuwu, and the poor monk will no longer help. Then don't blame senior brother. ruthless."

"Junior brother thanked him on behalf of the Buddhist sect. However, there are many people paying attention to this Yaochi Mountain. Even Mr. Bai's Nine Immortals and Dragons have escaped from the South China Sea. I am afraid that it can be resolved without the help of my senior brother. Only those who deserve the calamity, I hope my senior brother will pay more attention. Transformation." The Venerable Buddha's face looked sad, as if thinking of everything his Buddhist sect was going to face, he couldn't help but sigh a little more.

And the ethereal voice came again: "If you are chosen by the Dharma dish, it is God's will. The poor monk will not refuse, but if there is no predestined dharma, this trip to the mountain will also waste the second opportunity. The poor monk There is nothing we can do.”

"Junior brother naturally understands, this time there will be more senior brothers." The echoing voice echoed in my heart, and there was no response after that. The eyes of the Great Buddha moved, and then slowly closed, and then the Buddha's light gradually dispersed, The entire Dimiao Cliff is reflected in the most solemn light...

"Brother, why did he suddenly leave the border? Could it be that someone has created a mystery?" At this moment, at the entrance to the ancient wilderness in the southwest, between the gates of Boyang Valley guarding the pass, a hurried figure turned around and asked.

This man was wearing a scarlet flame Taoist robe. He was tall and had a pale golden complexion. He had a majestic and majestic middle-aged temperament. The long hair on his head was slightly swaying in the drifting mountain wind.

While this person was speaking, a young woman was wearing scantily clad clothes. Her expression seemed to be coquettish, and her eyes held a bit of irresistible temptation. The corners of her charming red mouth moved slightly: "Second uncle has just returned to the mountain at this moment. , I don’t know if someone came yesterday. The person didn’t reveal his identity. He only took out a token and ordered Master and the old man to leave the seclusion directly. This morning, he came out in person, and I don’t know where he is going at this moment. "

"A token?"

The middle-aged man paused and looked thoughtful. After a moment, he seemed to have some realization: "Is that man still in the valley at this moment?"

"Last night at midnight, I was sent away by my master." The charming woman responded immediately, while her figure swayed and waited aside.

The middle-aged man was confused again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded: "Well, Zishi left. It seems that the eldest brother will come forward in person."

"Second uncle, do you recognize this person?" The charming woman's sweet voice fell on the middle-aged man's ears, and although it was unintentional, it seemed to burn his heart.

However, this middle-aged man is an elder, and he is also highly cultivated. His own name is Wu Zhuo, the younger brother of the owner of Boyang Valley. This man was not only famous at the time, but the siblings of the Golden Crow Emperor were not even a child's play. Bai Qianyi, who is known as the pinnacle of Xuanmen, also commented on this person at the beginning, not that Wu Guang is the eldest son, but Boyanggu must be the second son in charge.

Such reliance can be said to have lifted Wu Zhuo to a high position, and this is indeed the case in itself. His eldest brother, Emperor Jinwu, succeeded him as the emperor and took charge of the sect of Boyang Valley. In terms of their cultivation, the two brothers are indistinguishable, but Jinwu The great emperor is the owner of the valley, and he has many means of inheritance, which are so secret that even the two brothers cannot tell them. Therefore, over a long period of time, his eldest brother Wu Guang gradually surpassed him.

But in terms of cultivation, the second master of Boyang Valley, who is also a saint-level lord, is far superior to countless others. Even the matter of Liangyi Sect a hundred years ago, Wu Zhuo teamed up with Feng Wanlin and others to thoroughly investigate , the four people at that time each had their own strengths, and they were on par with each other.

However, others also said that Feng Wanlin was really unfaithful later on, and one person's reputation trumped all others. At the beginning, Wu Zhuo was still inconsistent, but after several contacts and hearing about it, Feng Wanlin was extremely horrified every time he did something, and in the end Wu Zhuo was also He shook his head and sighed bitterly, feeling that there was such a person in the world.

But in practice, people have their own strengths and weaknesses, and others do not want to do what they want, and the achievements of others are just other people's. Just like three years ago, a person like Feng Wanlin caused a big disaster. The whole clan was almost wiped out, and even his only son was almost dead. He died, and almost caught up with the saint of the Bai family. While the world was sighing, Wu Zhuo also asked himself: if it were him, the battle in Northern Xinjiang would probably lead to such disasters, and it was not his fault. Yes, but now, he is still intact. Therefore, in this world, you should only look at yourself and others, and do not envy others nor destroy yourself.

From this, Wu Zhuo's state of mind has reached a higher level. In just two years, the distance opened by his elder brother has gradually shortened. Today, Wu Zhuo hurried back between the mountain gates, and his spiritual practice has to be discussed again. , I am afraid that there is only a slight difference between him and his elder brother.

Such cultivation, not to mention that this charming woman did not intend it, even if she intended to influence it, it would have no effect in front of her second uncle. However, she still showed some of it, causing Wu Zhuo to frown at this time: "You have refined the fire veins." When it reaches 70%, it will be time to retreat in half a year at most, and the same goes for my eldest brother. If I put you in the valley at this time, I won’t be afraid that your fire spirit body refining will cause disaster."

"Isn't this the second uncle that you are back? The master must have considered this too, so he was relieved to leave this morning. I just listened to the second uncle's words. Could it be that the master has been gone for a long time?" The charming woman smiled lightly, and then looked slightly confused. It was very irritating, a refreshing breeze seemed to be blowing, and even the pouring sunlight seemed to have a hot breath, shining fiercely around the woman.

Wu Zhuo, however, seemed to ignore it. After all, he had advanced cultivation and there was no evil thought in his eyes. He only shook his head in response to the woman's doubts: "It's hard to say. If that person really comes, I'm afraid that the eldest brother's three to five years will be at least one." Years or so, but there’s no need to worry, since brother knows it well, there might be some opportunities during this trip, but your second uncle was originally in Fuze, so he missed the opportunity in vain.”

The woman heard the voice and knew that Wu Zhuo was referring to something, and then smiled and said: "I know that my second uncle loves Ling'er the most. At worst, I will steal some for him tomorrow. The master is not in the valley anyway. Ling'er knows where to put his little treasure." where."

"Tomorrow?" Wu Zhuo pretended to ask, but actually said something.

The charming woman named Ling'er immediately understood: "No, it's today. Ling'er will go now."

As she spoke, her body swayed, and the fiery red light escaped directly, running towards the depths of Boyang Valley. Wu Zhuo smiled behind him, calmed down his expression after a moment, turned around and disappeared between the mountain gates.

A moment later, the figure of Wu Zhuo from the Red Phosphorus Cave in the back mountain of Boyang Valley appeared quietly. He raised his eyes to look at the plaque and said, "The descendant of my descendant, Wu Zhuo, came here on behalf of my brother to ask for Rong Bing."

Squeaky~

The main door of the cave was pushed gently, but Wu Zhuo couldn't open it despite trying it many times. Then he said again: "Younger Wu Zhuo, please..."

Halfway through the words, a thought directly interrupted: "No need, the child will be sent over when the time comes. Just wait with your elder brother."

There was no room for doubt in his words, and his cold tone left no room for negotiation. Wu Zhuo's eyes were respectful, but there was no dissatisfaction or anger at all. He just heard that they were not allowed to enter, and he was obviously a little disappointed: "Thank you so much, ancestor. , It’s just that the child is suffering from three disasters and six calamities, and every level is dangerous. This time his ancestors are helping him, but when the last difficulty comes and others are helpless, how should we deal with it then?”

There was no response from the cave. After a while, the old voice slowly said: "No outsiders can help in this matter. It all depends on the girl's luck. However, with the previous tidal conflict, West Kunlun has experienced great changes. Its Yaochi Wonderland is Taiyin, maybe there will be some opportunities.”

After hearing this, Wu Zhuo nodded frequently, but he was also a little worried: "Brother has already prepared for this matter, but in the future, if this child refines his body and transforms his pulse..."

"It all depends on people, go ahead, there's nothing to bother you about..."