History’s Strongest Senior Brother - 1612. Chapter 1577 1576. Exchange in the Palace

The center of the Western Pure Land of Bliss is a Buddhist temple, lit with lights and colorful halos.

The ancient Buddha of the burning lantern is here, and it is a ritual to the treasure temple.

This is the place where Amitabha Buddha, one of the two patriarchs of Buddhism, the lord of the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss lives.

There was no sound from inside the treasure temple for the plea of the ancient Buddha in the lantern, only a twelve-petal cyan lotus platform flew out and landed in front of the ancient Buddha in the lantern.

“My Buddha is merciful.” The ancient Buddha of the Burning Lantern thanked, and climbed onto the twelve petals of green lotus.

The lotus platform immediately took him out of the Western Pure Land of Bliss, descending into the endless void outside the domain, and then began to ascend again, as if to another place “higher” than the endless void outside the domain.

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern was sitting on the twelve-petal green lotus, silent, his thoughts flying.

At the time when he was completely shattered, he also walked the same “road” and went to the same destination, but this time, what he had to do was different.

The cyan lotus platform carrying the ancient Buddha “high rise” with the burning lamp, gradually approaching a place.

The location is difficult to determine, and the trace is difficult to find, just like an illusory fairyland, indescribable.

“The old friend is visiting, I don’t know if Taoist Fellows from Xuandu are there?”

After a short while, the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern lit up, and the fairyland suddenly brightened before his eyes, and it had been introduced into it.

Among them, there are dense flowers and strange grasses, fairy birds and beasts everywhere.

Between the Zhilan Waterfall, an ordinary palace stands.

A plaque is hung on the gate of the palace, and the three words “Dust Rate Palace” are written on it, seemingly unremarkable, but the way is full of fun.

A boy stood at the entrance of the temple and gave a salute to the ancient Buddha on the burning lantern: “The little master is waiting in the side hall, please go to the ancient Buddha.”

“Okay.” The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern nodded, got off the Qinglian lotus platform, and entered the palace with the Dao Tong.

Arriving in a partial hall, there are already people sitting on the futon. It is the great master of Taiqing, the great master of Xuandu.

The two sides knew each other well and often dealt with each other as early as the ancient era.

And at the end of this era, there was a little friction.

However, the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern seemed to have completely forgotten about the time of the Great Shattered. He looked calm and said with a little nostalgia: “I haven’t been to the Palace for a long time. The old gentleman is OK? The Xuantu Daoist is OK?”

He took the futon in a familiar way, placed it in front of the Great Master Xuandu, and then sat down face to face with the Great Master Xuandu.

The Great Master Xuandu didn’t say much about the events of the past, and said indifferently: “The great master is naturally fine.

“The Taoist Taoist priest is overly modest.” Burning the ancient Buddha said with a smile: “You are all good fortune, and there is thunder in the silent place. You see the true chapter in the ordinary, so that the old gentleman really passed the three flavors, and went farther than many people. Higher, the one owed is only a few chances.”

In the perfect Buddha light above his head, a brocade box emerged.

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern took out the brocade box, put it on the ground, and pushed it to a place within the reach of Master Xuandu.

“It just happens that I had something occasionally a few years ago, and it may be helpful to the fellow daoists.”

The Great Master Xuandu looked at the brocade box, his eyelids moved a little, reached out his hand to pick up the brocade box, and opened the brocade box.

Baoguang rushed towards his face, reflecting the face of the Great Master of Xuandu.

Great Master Xuandu’s expression remained unchanged, but he remained silent for the time being.

After a while, he took a brass bell and rang it gently.

Immediately, a Taoist boy came in to the side hall: “What’s the command of the little lord?”

“If you don’t give instructions, you can go and fetch the treasure stored in the Jiawu Pavilion.” Master Xuandu said.

Dao Tong retired, and the Great Master Xuandu closed the brocade box and placed it on the ground in front of him again, no longer looking at it.

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern smiled and didn’t take back the brocade box.

Piandian fell silent for a while.

After a while, Dao Tong returned with a wooden casket and sent it to the Great Master Xuandu: “Master did not order.”

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern smiled: “Thank you Laojun and Daoist Xuandu.”

The Great Master Xuandu took the wooden casket and handed it to the ancient Buddha Randeng: “Pan Dao does not thank the fellow Taoist Randeng.”

“Then, I will say goodbye, and the Taoist friends from the Xuandu will send it away.” The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern smiled undiminished, received the wooden box, left the brocade box, and got up and left.

As soon as he was about to leave the palace, the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern suddenly slowed down, and asked, “Dare to ask Daoist Xuandu, whoever went to Yuxu Palace is Daoist Houtu?”

Great Master Xuandu calmly replied, “Yes.”

“Then Houtu Fellow Daoist threw out the ancient Zhuxian sword that attracted our attention, is she owns it, or does she also have it from Dust Palace?” The ancient Buddha of Lan Deng asked softly, “I wonder if I can tell you?”

Great Master Xuandu said: “From this palace.”

The ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern was thoughtful, no longer questioning, and left. After leaving the palace, he re-mounted the twelve-petal green lotus and left here.

After burning the ancient Buddha left, in the side hall, the Great Master Xuandu quietly looked at the brocade box on the ground.

On the futon opposite him, there was one more person, but she was a graceful and luxurious, gentle and heavy woman in Chinese clothes.

As the image of the woman in Chinese clothes changed, her appearance had changed.

With a fan-cloud crown, a hydrating suit, a silk tie on the waist, and hemp shoes on his feet, it is Yang Jian and Yang Erlang.

“Have you seen Lu Ya? What was the result?” Xuandu Grand Master asked.

Yang Jian replied: “He is tempted, he should be able to do it.”

The Great Master Xuandu nodded: “He needs to have that kind of ignited demon in the Yuxu glazed lamp, and use the demon of Binghuo to complete his plan, and he will be able to get it in one step. Otherwise, he just keeps the piano and can’t. Be sure to make sure, after all, he can’t be sure that this generation of Binghuo Demon’s body is in Chenshan Xinghai.”

“The ancients acted as a demon, the ancients entered the Tao, the ancients transformed the Buddha, and then the ancients became the demons, and even the four realms, he will be complete, I don’t know what his last opportunity is.” Yang Jian turned to the brocade box on the ground: ” But with this treasure, Master Xuandu, you are no longer slower than him?”

After many years in the Palace of Touling, Yang Jian gradually understood the uncle in front of him, who was always low-key and unobtrusive.

As the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern said, those who are good at war have no magnificent merits, and the great master of Xuandu sees the truth in the ordinary, quite the old gentleman’s true biography.

Perhaps fighting with people is not as good as Emperor Ziwei, and inferior to the Great Sage Qitian and others, but from a certain angle, it is even more difficult for the Great Master of Xuandu to practice the Taoism.

“It’s too early to say.” The Great Master Xuandu also looked at the brocade box on the ground: “Burning the lamp earlier than us, as early as when the ancient and the middle ancient times met, I combined the lights from the Yuxu Palace and the Bajing Palace, and made it early. Be prepared, but haven’t we waited until now to be caught up by us? How do you know that we will not follow in his footsteps and just squander.”

“I don’t know what the ancient Buddha of Burning Lantern wants to get from Dust Palace?” Yang Jian asked.

The Great Master Xuandu said slowly: “He replaced a relic left by Buddha Shakyamuni Buddha in the past years.”