Please kill the demon - Chapter 646

[Chapter 643 I’m Really Damn Good]

The cloud is on the sky, the supreme Dharma.

Even if it is the same place as the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, we don’t know much about this legendary place of Buddhism’s first benevolence. It is the first time for Chu Liang to visit Yunque Temple. Looking at it from a distance, I was shocked by its sight.

But I saw a vast and thick sea of clouds, supporting the pavilions and palaces above, with bright golden light and solemn treasures. A large “Buddha” character is printed on the front wall, which makes people unconsciously reverence.

Although I have heard of the mystery of Yunque Temple before, only when I actually see it will I know its truly shocking place. Chu Liang looked at the sea of floating clouds and said in surprise, “Is this really not the effect of the magical formation?”

To carry such a large temple into the sky, even the formation effect is quite a powerful formation. If it is a completely natural scene, it is too amazing.

“Of course not.” Pu Shan smiled and said, “This place was accidentally discovered by the ancestors of the previous generation. If the supernatural power formation can achieve such an effect, wouldn’t the Nine Heavens Immortal Gate be arranged? To maintain such a formation for thousands of years, How much spiritual power will it consume?”

Hearing what he said, Chu Liang was also convinced.

If you use formations to hold up the mountains and buildings for a while, that’s not a big deal, many things can be done. But if you want to hang in the sky so stably all the time, and never fall down even after countless years, then only the great power of heaven and earth can do it.

“What’s in that sea of clouds?” Chu Liang looked at the depths of the vast sea of clouds, thinking that there must be an extremely powerful spiritual source in it.

“I don’t know.” Pu Shan said: “Many senior monks want to go deep into it to find out, but even the patriarch with the highest cultivation level in the history of our temple can only stop outside the core of the sea of clouds, separated by the chaotic clouds. Take a glance. According to what he said, what he saw in that glance seemed to be…a human figure.”

“Human form?” Chu Liang listened fascinatedly, “In the deepest part of this sea of clouds?”

“That’s right.” Pu Shan nodded, “But this sea of clouds has existed for tens of thousands of years, and it is impossible for the people in it to be alive. Therefore, the Patriarch speculated that this sea of clouds might have been left for him by a certain ninth-level sage.” The place where immortals are buried. And this sacred place seems to be related to my Buddhism, because the exuberant spirituality here has the power of Buddha’s light.” “But

Buddhism was introduced to Kyushu…” Chu Liang blinked, suddenly thought of something , said: “Could it be before that…”

Pushan smiled, indicating that he guessed right. Chu Liang is a smart person, so he can see through it naturally.

“The guesses of the former patriarchs are similar to what you think. They think that although the current Buddhism came from the far west, it was probably passed on from the land of Kyushu earlier! Except for this In the sea of Buddha’s radiance, several secret realms containing Buddhist relics have been excavated in succession over the past thousand years, all at least ten thousand years ago, which further confirmed this conjecture.” “If you say that, it will be a long

time There was a Buddhist saint who was born before. Before he fell, he chose to bury himself in this sea of clouds, floating in the sky forever. But for some reason, the Buddhist inheritance was completely cut off in the land of Kyushu, almost wiped out…” Chu The more Liang thought about it, the more strange he became.

It seems to be similar to some of the history I heard before, and the powerful Ninth Realm has fallen, and its existence has been completely wiped out. Why did these figures standing on the top of the world fall to this point?

Who the hell is doing these things?

…

During the conversation, the wind howled, and in a blink of an eye, they came to the mountain gate of Yunque Temple. Chu Liang and the others collected the flying boat and walked into the temple.

A thin old monk in a loose cassock was waiting in front of the main gate, with two white eyebrows waving in the wind. When he saw the Shushan School and the Tiangangmen, he immediately came forward to greet him.

This old monk is the first master of the gods in the meditation hall of the temple, and he is also a generation of eminent monks.

Originally, the current headliner in Yunque Temple should be Pushan’s master Shenyou Zen Master, but this work of hospitality cannot be done by a person who practices closed mantra. Therefore, many important affairs are handled by Master Shenjie, and Zen Master Shenyou can practice with peace of mind.

Several elders walked in front, while Pushan took Chu Liang and the others to visit slowly behind.

Chu Liang asked: “Have you been practicing Chan Master Shenyou’s silent meditation for a long time?” “

Shut up and listen, Master is pursuing the Dao by doing this. If you can’t get the Dao, it’s hard to speak.” Pu Shan replied.

“Then will you have such a time in the future?” Chu Liang asked with a smile.

“Hehe.” Pu Shan also smiled, looked back at the gate, and suddenly said, “Actually, I don’t like to go through the mountain gate. Do you know why?

” preparation.

“I have never met my parents since I was a child. I only have one grandfather.” Pu Shan slowly explained: “When I was young, my master traveled all over the world and saw that I had Buddha nature, so he took me to practice in heaven. Three years after I went to the mountain, I have not I met my grandfather again. Because Yunque Temple is so far away, it is not easy for him to see me. All I want is that I can go out of the temple at will when I am successful in cultivation, and go home to see him more often.” “But there

is One day, my grandfather came to see me suddenly. When my fellow disciple came to inform me, I was very surprised, so I hurried to meet him at the mountain gate. Grandpa stood there, talking to me with a smile. But I was practicing closed-mouth meditation, Can’t say a word. Although I really want to ask him how he is recently, how is his health, and is he still so tired…” “

But for the sake of cultivation, I didn’t say a word, and I didn’t call him personally. He also knows I didn’t ask me much about my practice, but told me a lot.” “

After he left for a long time, there was another news that Grandpa had died. Only then did I know that he had already been ill. Seriously ill, he knew his fate was not long, so he begged for a few days in the temple at the foot of the mountain, in exchange for a monk who took him to fly to Yunque Temple. He was a mortal, and he endured the harsh wind back and forth, just to leave I was able to see me before… but I couldn’t even call him personally, and I didn’t answer him a word.”

“Later, when the period of my silent meditation was over, I could finally speak out. I ran to his grave and wailed loudly, but he couldn’t hear me anymore.” Pushan smiled bitterly, “So since then I have decided to see you again. Important people must talk more. In fact, I also know that you think I’m too loud, but… But who knows when I won’t be able to hear it? Who knows when… I won’t be able to speak anymore? “

…”

Everyone who told his story fell silent.

It turns out…

Pushan still has such an experience, so it is understandable that he is a little talkative. It’s really not right for everyone to treat him like they did before they were friends.

Thinking that he was still treating him special until just now, Chu Liang, who was walking, wanted to slap himself. At this moment, everyone thought about the same as him.

It’s guilt, it’s self-blame.

After a pause, Chu Liang handed Pu Shan a token.

“What’s this?” Pushan asked.

“The circle of fairy friends…” Chu Liang said, “A place where people will always listen to you.” “

Huh? Does everyone have it?” Pu Shan asked.

“It will happen gradually.” Chu Liang nodded.

“That’s great.” Pu Shan took the token, immediately felt like he had found a treasure, and turned around to explore while walking.

Looking at his cheerful back, Chu Liang gritted his teeth again. He was just a little enthusiastic, what’s wrong with him?

Damn me.

…

When everyone came to the square where the Buddha’s light was shining, they saw that there were already a group of immortals who had arrived ahead of time, and there were many of them from nine days and ten places.

And the situation at the moment is not very harmonious.

The leader of the Tianwangzong is a middle-aged strong man, dressed in gold-rimmed white clothes, with bulging muscles, and a broad face and short hair.

Although Chu Liang had never met him, Lin Bei knew him, saying that this person was the hussar of the Tianwangzong, and his name was Zhang Kui. It’s just that he sat there as if he didn’t care about things, but pushed Feng Chaoyang in front of him out.

It seems that Tianwangzong is now doing its best to cultivate Feng Chaoyang.

And right now he was confronting the person in front of him, that person had a fierce face, it was Wei Tiangao from Thunder Castle.

The initial conflict between the two sects was caused by the two of them, and in the end each had casualties. Now that they meet again on such an occasion, they are naturally extremely jealous.

It’s just that Wei Tiangao was obviously apprehensive, suppressing his anger, but he didn’t look away.

Feng Chaoyang wanted to be more ostentatious, with a domineering posture, and said suddenly: “The matter of Du Wuhen, in my opinion, is retribution. If you say I did it, you have to show evidence.” “Oh.

” Wei Tian sneered, “You know whether you did it or not.”

It turned out that the last time Tian Wangzong intercepted and killed Du Wuhen, it has now spread in the world. Du Wuhen hadn’t appeared for many days, so he was confirmed to have been killed.

Wei Tianlow’s hatred also came from this.

“You two!” A few young monks from Yunque Temple on the side advised in a low voice, “Wanwang, refrain from anger.” “

Huh.” Feng Chaoyang turned back and said, “I will give face to the eminent monks of Yunque Temple, and I will not I will teach you here. But I would like to advise you, those who dare to offend my Heavenly King Sect will not end well.” Before

the words finished, a voice came from the other side.

“Probably not.”

Turning his head to look, he saw a slender young man in brocade clothes and jade belt, walking slowly with a folding fan in his hand.

“Yang Yuhu?” Chu Liang looked at this familiar face, and naturally recognized it immediately.

The leader of the Penglai Shangzong was Taoist Xuanlu, but at the moment Yang Yuhu was standing at the front of the team, looking at Feng Chaoyang with a smile on his face.

“Master is here to support you again?” Feng Chaoyang sarcastically mercilessly sarcastically towards Wei Tianlow.

Wei Tian’s chest filled with anger, but he didn’t fight back.

The world of cultivating immortals can see clearly that if there is no death protection from Penglai Shangzong, I am afraid that the last time it was really a catastrophe for Thunder Castle. Being attacked with this point, he really has nothing to say.

“I, Penglai, only support justice.” Yang Yuhu smiled and said, “Only the domineering people will regard us as enemies.” “Aren’t

you ashamed to say that?” Feng Zhaoyang sneered.

Even if others are afraid of Penglai Tianwangzong, they are absolutely not afraid, and even get excited when they see Penglai.

“I don’t know who should be ashamed. Last time we negotiated not to pursue Du Wuhen, but afterward, we still secretly killed and retaliated.” Yang Yuhu shook his head. A life-saving magic weapon.”

“Huh?” Feng Chaoyang’s face darkened, “He’s not dead?”

Just now he had already uttered bold words, if Du Wuhen really didn’t kill him, he would inevitably lose face to the Heavenly King School.

“Du Wuhen was seriously injured. He was rescued by Uncle Xuanlu and entered my Penglai sect. From now on, I will be equal to my sect.” Yang Yuhu looked at him, raised his head and said, “Don’t blame anyone who dares to touch him again. Penglai Shangzong turned his face!”

(End of this chapter)