Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 108 Digging the Immortal Grave
Zixiao Palace!
"Tongtian! You cut off the teaching of ten thousand immortals to come to court. Once the smog is blown back by luck, you think it's only you who cut off the teaching problem! You must know that we wait for the Trinity, and luck has been connected since birth."

"Are you connected with each other?"

Looking at his second brother who still reprimanded him, Tongtian laughed, but this time he felt that his second brother was no longer the former second brother Yuqing, but a sage who explained teachings, Yuanshi Tianzun!

The same goes for him, he is the sage leader of Tongtian sect, and the Sanqing self-reliance sect has been gradually changing since it became sanctified.

"Second brother, explaining and teaching the Twelve Golden Immortals is your heart and soul. Could it be that I, Tongtian, are ruthless and ungrateful!"

You originally felt sorry for the apprentice you brought out with one hand, but could it be that he picked it up from the outside as the disciple of his Jiejiao?
I don't know how long this quarrel lasted, and with an ugly face, Laozi Taiqing placed the list of gods in Zixiao Palace, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, if one of the three religions does not sign, let's kill Jie! The three religions depend on luck. "

Yuanyuan felt sorry for his apprentice and wished he could be replaced by Tongtian's cut-off teaching, as the saying goes, it doesn't feel bad if someone else's baby is beaten.

Although Tongtian has many disciples, many of them have heard him preach once or twice, and even Tongtian didn't know about it. This group of people regarded themselves as registered disciples. I don't feel bad.

But Feng Xiaoshen is okay to say, but the five righteous gods of 360 have very strict requirements on luck, and some important star kings even require cultivation. Isn't this going to make him bleed.

Taiqing Laozi is also angry, this Tongtian is so rude, the mother has even learned to calculate his treasure, can this be given?Which brothers can give their money to each other.

"Master, it is reasonable for Western Buddhism not to be robbed, and Mahayana Buddhism is also fine, but there are only three disciples of Hongyun Junior Brother who live in Southern Lingshan Mahayana Buddhism."

Taiqing Laozi bowed to the empty seat, and suddenly there was a sound in Zixiao Palace.

"Can!"

In an instant, Hong Yun, who had just returned to Misty Palace, sensed it, and stared at the sky, "Good! Good! What a leader of the Taiqing saints! Fengshen will definitely give you a good look."

This Taiqing is simply copying his old background, he accepted nine disciples, only three of them are Buddhists, and the intention of the other six disciples is also very clear, that is, he wants these six disciples to establish themselves in the East as Taoists of Taoism.

When Mahayana Buddhism comes to the East in the future, isn’t it that you have your own family? It’s better to bring it into the door than to enter the East alive.

How much did he pay for all this? Mahayana Buddhism has not developed for so long, and it can only be said that it is barely similar to Western Buddhism. In the end, it is too clear to copy his old background.

"We're not done!"

Either all of his disciples will enter the Buddhist sect, or these six disciples will be killed!Moreover, it was too late to enter the Buddhist sect to counteract the killing. After snorting resentfully, Hong Yun immediately began to summon the disciples.

Chaos, Zixiao Palace.

After the final agreement of the Sanqing ended, the faces of the three of them were a little ugly. It was obvious that their faces were torn apart, but they had not yet reached the point of breaking up.

"Brother, the Jiejiao Zhuxian Sword Formation is replaced by the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda to suppress luck, and the Fengshen list is completely filled."

In the end, Tongtian felt a little nostalgic, and couldn't help sighing, his heart was bleeding.

However, what he faced was Taiqing's indifferent gaze. At this moment, Tongtian was silent, and Yuanyuan beside him was even more angry, "Well, you Tongtian, you actually plot against big brother because of a group of beasts with fur and horns."

"Hehe, Yuanyuan, your disciples are so good, how good is it? You are simply the laughing stock of the Three Realms."

Tongtian didn't show any mercy this time, and just turned on him, almost pointing at Yuanshi Tianzun's nose and scolding you that my disciples are all beasts, so the things you teach are not even as good as beasts.

"Fengshen looks at the destiny!"

Sanqing broke up unhappy, Tongtian turned into a ray of blue light when he left and returned to Jinao Island in the East China Sea, while Laozi and Yuanyuan went to Yuxu Palace together.

Let's kill!Mess!

Just when the secret of the sky was blurred, there was another groaning sound from the cliff not far from Qingyun Town in the lower realm.

It's just that this time there are two more figures, one is a cute little girl, although she is young, she roasts the fruit like a little adult, and the two figures in the cave are sweating like rain, constantly chiseling the hard bluestone.

"Master, are you really right this time?"

One is Wen Zhong with black and white hair and a muscular appearance of a fifty-year-old man, while the other is a thinner but muscular young man, who is also in pain at this time. Dry.

Looking at the newly recruited registered disciple Yang Jian, Qing Yun looked up at the sky with a high-profile appearance, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand slowly raised the lower five green fingers like a magic stick to count.

Under this scene, the little girl Yang Chan showed a smile, the old Wen Zhong seemed to have gotten used to it, and fell silent a long time ago, while Yang Jian, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but doubt his inner decision.

Why does this master I just worshiped seem unreliable.

Qingyun is also helpless, and it's not his fault. From the beginning, the starting point was too high, so the so-called petty profits were ignored, and it turned out to be a trap.

Obviously, the supernatural powers and immortal methods in his head are not dared to use at all, so he can only find the ones he got from other places, and then study them, so that he can have a reference to improve them, so that there will be no causal relationship with the main body.

Kacha~
At this moment, the shovel made of fine steel broke. Yang Jian's face changed instantly, and Wen Zhong even smiled, "Master, I got it."

Just now, Qing Yun, who was an expert in the world, suddenly came to the front of the pothole, with a smile on his face, hard work pays off, there are many mountains outside Qingyun Town, they dug a lot of them, and finally found it. .

Excitedly jumping down into the bluestone pit more than one meter deep, Qingyun's face turned green immediately, a hard stone slab, Wen Zhong's eyes drifted to the direction of the cave entrance, as if he didn't see anything, and Yang Jian beside him was also stretching Looking at his little sister from the waist, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, not knowing whether he was laughing at his little sister or something else.

Qing Yun, with an ugly face, waved his sleeves, jumped out of the hole, squinted his eyes and smiled at the two of them, "Keep digging."

After Yang Jian and Wen Zhong took a breath, they waved the iron manuscript in their hands again. The difference was that this time it didn't dig down, but started to expand.

If you dug right, you dug right, but you didn't hit the main entrance. After a while, the incomplete handwriting was exposed, and Yang Jian and Wen Zhong looked at it with a frown.

But Qingyun smiled confidently when he saw it, "Don't look at it, this is a fairy seal, you will know when you step into the fairy road."

"Master, don't I count as stepping into the immortal path?"

Wen Zhong was stunned, after so many years, although he is a bit unreliable as a master, but in terms of cultivation, he has been able to shoot thunder at will, and ordinary monsters who have cultivated for hundreds of years are no longer their opponents.

However, Yang Jian remained silent. Although he was young, he was a hybrid of god and man with extraordinary talents. His strength could hardly be measured by ordinary people, but he had witnessed the power of immortals with his own eyes.

But Qingyun looked at the two of them with a smile, and Yang Chan, who cast a curious look from the side, first hummed and then put on an appearance of an expert and began to talk freely.

"Immortal journey! What is immortal journey? You two are far behind. Let me tell you about the realm of cultivating immortals. There are two types of cultivating immortals: human immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals, true immortals, mysterious immortals, golden immortals, and Taiyi gold." Immortal, Da Luo Jinxian, as for the latter."

When he said this, Qingyun laughed even more, but in the eyes of Wen Zhong and Yang Jian, it was a mocking smile.

"The prehistoric is so big, in the endless years since Pangu created the world, there are less than [-] people on Daluo, do you think it's worth listening to?"

In a word, Wen Zhong and Yang Jian fell silent. Although they didn't know clearly, they had followed Qingyun for so long, and the time in ancient times could not be calculated at all, let alone the time when the world was created.

However, such a long period of time is less than five thousand.

"And you, after passing through the immortal calamity, you can step into the human fairyland, and only then can you start to step into the fairyland."

Talking eloquently about some basic common sense of cultivating immortals, Qingyun squinted his eyes and smiled as he watched the two continue to work: "But don't worry, since you have worshiped the deity as your teacher, it's just a tribulation."

Wen Zhong and Yang Jian looked at each other secretly, but the bragging made them a little suspicious. Although Master Qingyun was a little unreliable to them, it often made them unable to understand, such as Some of the incomplete exercises were discarded in the eyes of their masters, and with a sneer of disdain, they directly explained more perfect and powerful ones to them.

Weird!It's still very mysterious if you say it's strong, but sometimes it always feels a little unreliable.

bang~
At this moment, a hole was dug out, and the gravel collapsed. Yang Jian and Wen Zhong began to dig hard, sweating profusely, their faces blushing with excitement.

"Master, this hole is big enough."

Wen Zhong wiped the sweat off his face and excitedly raised his head and said to Qing Yun, at the same time Yang Jian smiled excitedly, they finally found the immortal's cave.

Seeing the two of them Qingyun stepping into the pothole gently, Qingyun smiled after the opening of the cave the size of a well, and looked at the two of them even more amusedly: "You two don't want to see it?"

One sentence directly revealed the excited desire in the hearts of the two, but Wen Zhong and Yang Jian nodded excitedly: "I want to! Of course I want to, but the master is here, how dare the disciples go beyond it."

Qing Yun squinted at the two of them, Wen Zhong was worthy of being a foolish and loyal person in the Conferred Gods, and Yang Jian beside him, was obviously full of hatred in his heart, but he was able to restrain the impulse of desire, with this iron-hearted determination, No wonder the two of them later became the existence of Megatron.

"Keep digging."

Yang Jian and Wen Zhong were stunned by this sentence, but Qingyun smiled, "This is the cave where you pursued immortals in ancient times, and the words just now are the plaque of the cave."

"Then Master, shouldn't we go to the cave?"

Yang Jian curiously asked what was on his mind, but Qing Yun smiled, looking at the two with a dangerous sneer in his eyes.

"Remember! Immortal tracks are not so easy to find, and if you find them, you have to be very careful whether someone is plotting against you secretly, and this is the tomb of an immortal."

Fairy's grave!When they said this, Yang Jian and Wen Zhong swallowed nervously, the immortal is dead?

"Yang Jian, Wen Zhong, if your family is entangled and there is no heir to inherit it before you die, will you choose to leave your family property to someone who is destined, or will you follow yourself forever?"

The casual and fluffy words gave the two people who were sweating profusely chills. After Wen Zhong and Yang Jian looked at each other, they showed serious expressions.

"If it were me, I would definitely be buried with him when I die." Wen Zhong answered what he thought in his heart truthfully.

And Yang Jian also said in a deep voice: "If there is no one I love in the world, then there will be no one who pities me, and Yang Jian will be destroyed."

Selfish?Human nature is like this.

Qingyun smiled, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, but he looked at the two with a dangerous smile, "Then do you think there will be treasures in the tombs of the immortals under the cave?"

"Then master us?"

Wen Zhong was a little puzzled, since there were none, what were they digging for?
However, when the two of them saw Qing Yun's smile, Wen Zhong and Yang Jian shuddered, and hurriedly bowed their heads and continued to wave their iron picks.

"Dig! Keep digging to a wider place, but remember not to dig the hole."

Seeing the two working hard, Yang Chan obediently handed over the roasted wild fruit, Qingyun immediately showed a satisfied smile.

"I will tell you that this place is the cave of the disciples of King Pan. In ancient times, King Pan boldly plotted against the two tribes of Lich and Demon. As a result, his soul flew away and he offended the two tribes of Witch and Demon. How can the disciples under his sect survive?"

"King Pan had three disciples. The second and third disciples were killed by the demon clan. In the end, the eldest disciple was also pitiful. He had been closed for thousands of years without knowing that he was the only one left."

When Shi Qingyun said this, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes, he even shook his head, "When King Pan was plotting against the Lich clan, he bestowed a treasure on his senior disciple, which was his comprehended supernatural power. So this treasure."

Looking at Wen Zhong and Yang Jian who listened curiously to what he was talking about with their ears pricked up, Qingyun turned his head and smiled at Yang Chan, "Girl, it's like your second brother with a paralyzed face, where every time you go out, you secretly hide the key at the door .”

In a word!Yang Jian, who reacted the fastest, blurted out excitedly: "Plaque! Master, you mean that King Pan put his treasure behind the plaque in his apprentice's cave."

At this moment, Yang Jian and Wen Zhong finally realized that what his master had been asking them to dig was the plaque, not the hole.

"Not too stupid."

Qingyun looked at the two with a smile, he did not lie at all, after Panwang fell, he just went back to Wuzhuang Temple to count the spoils, and at the same time, he used his supernatural powers to deduce people related to Panwang. There is a sense of picture, which is only a little blurry like now.

It's like a fork in the road. You feel that it should be the right way. This is the gap between the low cultivation level and the ancient times.

At the beginning, he witnessed with his own eyes that two great witches first broke through the formation protecting the mountain with a wave of their hands, and then they smashed into the stone gate when they rushed in side by side, and at the same time, the plaque was smashed down.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rumbling sound, and then the earth trembled and the mountains shook, and the war was overturned and rolled for an unknown number of times, and only then did the hole open to the sky like a well.

The witch clan didn't like this kind of stuff, so the two great witches walked out of the mountain and disappeared side by side, patting the dust off their shoulders.

There are only broken boulders in place, which is why there are more than a hundred bluestone mountains around Qingyun Town.

"dig it out."

I don't know how long it has passed, the excited two finally dug it out, the plaque is just a broken fairy seal, and it happens to be in the broken gap, instead of being pressed.

Jade Jane!Human beings use bamboo slips, while immortals use jade slips.

Milky white, dusty, without the slightest baby-like gleam, Wen Zhong and Yang Jian grinned excitedly when they dug it out, but after being happy, they were stunned.

At this time, he turned his head and looked at their master Qing Yun, yawning and sitting cross-legged on a clean bluestone, squinting and smiling at the two of them.

"Master."

The two smelled of sweat, and presented the jade slips with dusty hands, but Qingyun smiled, who can control his mind at this moment and not have evil intentions, he can be regarded as a firm-minded person.

However!After opening it in front of the two of them, they were dumbfounded and couldn't understand anything.

After receiving the jade slip, Qing Yun also took a deep breath, spread the jade slip between his hands, and a red light gradually emerged in his black eyes, which was immediately invisible to everyone.

wrong!

It should be said that at this time Yang Jian and Wen Zhong stared at their unreliable master with their third eyes in shock, without any doubt at this moment.

After hearing so many ancient hidden legends, their master is definitely the reincarnation of a powerful immortal.

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(End of this chapter)