Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 118 Teacher Save Me!

Biyou Palace.

The haze is condensed with auspicious mist, and the sun and the moon spit out their glow.The old cypresses and the mountains and hazes are like autumn waters and the sky is the same color, and the wild flowers and flowers return to the morning glow, like green peaches, red apricots and apricots.The colorful circles are full of moral brilliance and purple mist, and the cigarettes are ethereal, all of which are breathed out from the innate infinity.

The fairy peaches and fairy fruits are like golden pills, and the green poplars and willows are like jade threads.At that time, I heard the yellow crane singing Gao, and every time I saw the green luan flying and dancing.The disappearance of the world of mortals is nothing more than fairies and fairies coming and going, Yuhu is often closed, and ordinary people and women are not allowed to peep.

It is exactly: the supreme place of pleasure, in which few people know the beauty.

It really is a true fairyland, but suddenly a desolate cry resounded through the sky in such a fairyland.

"Teacher, save me! Save me!"

The miserable cries for help instantly alarmed the immortals who were cultivating meticulously in Biyou Palace, as well as the Master Tongtian who was comprehending the heaven and the earth on the cloud bed.

Biyou Palace is located on Jin'ao Island. At the same time, there are countless Jiejiao disciples on Jin'ao Island. They are all shocked to see who dares to be so disrespectful in the Saint Dojo, but the next moment they witness the next scene with their own eyes. The Jiejiao immortals showed countless expressions of fear, followed by endless anger.

"Teacher, save me~"

However, as soon as he stepped into the Biyou Palace, he seemed to feel the aura of the Tao, and before Tong Tian could react, the cry for help was still echoing over the Biyou Palace Mountain.

Boom~
The invisible sword energy instantly burst into the fairyland of Biyou Palace, Ma Yuan's terrified eyes froze instantly, and his body began to gradually disappear under the invisible sword energy.

At this moment, the leader of Tongtian was staring wide-eyed. Since his sanctification, he had never thought that someone would be so bold as to come to his Biyou Palace door to slap him in the face, but the next moment it was the face that made him angry It's hot and hot.

The sword qi soaring into the sky erupted, exuding an indescribable sword intent, rushing straight into the sky, and immediately this invisible sword qi transformed everything that happened in the sky over the East China Sea.

next moment!All the priests on Golden Turtle Island were shocked, while Tong Tian in Biyou Palace was even more pale and slapped him in the face!Naked slap in the face!However, this sword intent gave him a familiar feeling, but it made his skin burn.

"Master! This person is too presumptuous!"

"Who dares to act presumptuously in Biyou Palace!"

"Bold!"

I don't know how many immortals from Jin'ao Island rushed to Biyou Palace one after another. Under this scene, they all angrily scolded this person as a provocation, who dared to provoke a saint.

"Come in!"

There was no furious voice as imagined, only that Senhan's voice echoed, and the Jiejiao immortals entered Biyou Palace one after another with solemn faces.

Daoist Duobao, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, and the Holy Mother of Wudang, the elder brother of Jiejiao, the three major direct disciples, as well as the attendants of the Seven Immortals Jinguangxian, Wuyunxian, Piluxian, Lingyaxian, Qiushouxian, Jinchuanxian, Chang There are seven Er Dingguang immortals, and there are hundreds of elite disciples densely packed.

"Master!"

The faces of hundreds of sect elites and immortals were full of anger, but their master, Master Tongtian, who was sitting on the cloud bed, had a pale and ugly face, but did not express his opinion at all.

"Master, who is this person! He dares to insult me ​​like this!" Taoist Duobao, as the senior brother of Jiejiao, although he usually smiles, but when it comes to the critical moment, he directly leads the Jiejiao without anger and prestige. The gatekeeper was furious.

Facing the angry gazes of the disciples of Jiejiao, Tongtian took a deep breath, and said with a cold snort: "The sword intent is good, but it's a pity that it's not qualified, and the cultivation level is too low."

Proud!Master Tongtian, who is also proficient in swordsmanship and supernatural powers, has an arrogance in his bones. Tongtian proudly looked around at the disciples of the Jiejiao, and couldn't help snorting coldly: "Duobao! As a big brother of Jiejiao, there are bewitching Jiejiao in the East China Sea." The doorman pretends to be the person I intercepted to do that demon blackmail, he should be punished!"

Being reprimanded by Tongtian, although Duobao was unwilling, he still held back his unwillingness to bow his head and taught Wanxian so many people, how could he take care of it alone, not to mention how many people just listened to it once and left alone. A self-proclaimed Jiejiao is swaying and deceiving or cooperating with plundering in the prehistoric land, how can this be managed.

How could Duobao not be able to see such obvious dissatisfaction, but not only did he not care about the matter, but he sat on the wall and closed it, even more so with a sneer in his heart.

The Tao he taught is not so pleasant. If you listen to it and practice it obediently, you may be able to achieve some achievements, but doing so will just eliminate the killing and calamity for the world.

Bi Yougong's soaring sword intent soared straight to the sky, causing countless voices in the world to look over in amazement.

Lao Tzu Taiqing from Shouyang Mountain frowned slightly after feeling the familiar feeling, "Eastern Prince!"

At this time, Taiqing lowered his head, after the profound yin and yang energy flashed in his eyes, he looked at the sleeping remnant soul collected in his spirit treasure.

In the end, Lao Tzu Taiqing frowned and shook his head and said: "It seems that there were quite a few primordial spirits that escaped fellow Taoists back then."

Yuan Tianzun in Yuxu Palace looked at the direction of Biyou Palace and sneered even more, "A reincarnation of a mere remnant soul is no longer a guest of Zixiao Palace."

The remnant soul reincarnated after the fall of the great power, after recovering the memory of the previous life, is it considered a resurrection?Do not!It should be said that this life is the dominant one, but it is the awakening of the wealth left by the previous life.

I don't know how many great powers in the world felt this familiar sword intent one after another. Some people sighed, some shook their heads with a sneer, and some sighed.

How high-spirited Dong Wanggong was when he was a guest in the Zixiao Palace. The swordsmanship can be called the No. 1 swordsman in the world. If he was not obsessed with the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and the leading crutch given by the Taoist ancestor, he wasted this talent. Of course, different people have different opinions. A wise man sees wisdom.

It's a pity, looking back, it's just a sigh of memory in my memory. The current Dongwanggong is still the sword fairy Dongwanggong in ancient times, obviously the second life of the reincarnation of the remnant soul.

The Haotian Jade Emperor in the Lingxiao Hall of the Heavenly Court looked at the sword intent that shook the world, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's an ancient power after all, and it's just this sword intent that stepped into Zhunshengyi."

Zhen Yuanzi from Wuzhuang Temple felt even more emotional, "Poverty Taoist wishes you a second life, but it's a pity that it will never be the same again."

Biyou Palace.

"Master, who is this person who dares to be so presumptuous in our Biyou Palace?"

Duobao, who had been reprimanded, still had an angry look on his face, and at the same time, hundreds of Jiejiao immortals said angrily, "Yes, Master, who is this person who is so presumptuous?"

Seeing the angry expressions of all the disciples, Master Tongtian's face was a little ugly, he was so slapped in the face, but unlike the pride on the original face, he was arrogant from the bottom of his heart.

Duke Dong is of the same generation as him, but the second life lived by this remnant soul has already fallen a level in his eyes. For the junior, and there is a reason for it, even if he is angry, he will not do it himself. The big bully the small.

But similarly, if someone under his sect wants to destroy this person, he Tongtian will just watch on with cold eyes. You have inherited most of the inheritance of the Eastern Prince, and his disciples have also inherited his inheritance. Winning or losing depends on the means. Yes.

"There is a familiar aura in this soaring sword intent. This person is the great power of the ancient times, and also the head of the male immortal who made friends with his master, Dong Wanggong."

Tong Tian looked at the people under his sect with a cold expression and told about his origins. When they finally realized that he was just a reborn soul after the fall, all of them immediately showed anger.

"Master, if Duobao meets this person, do you need to keep your hands?"

As the elder brother Duobao of Jiejiao, he has to say that he has real skills under this arrogance, not to mention the powerful cultivation base of Daluo, and he has won the true biography of the leader of Tongtian.

After looking at the proud appearance of his apprentice, Tong Tian frowned and recalled the sword intent just now and couldn't help sneering: "Duobao, although this person is a fellow disciple who used to be a teacher, if you meet him in the future if he doesn't know what to do, don't hold back." hand! hum!"

Although he didn't say anything, everyone under Jiejiao nodded excitedly, even if you are the reincarnation of an ancient power, how can you compare to their noble status as a disciple of a saint.

Qingyun Mountain.

Qingyun, who walked halfway up the mountain, stared wide-eyed. Yang Jian and Yuan Hong have gone to heaven after he has been walking for so many years. Taoism has changed so much.

I saw that the original simple and simple Taoist temple has long been transformed into a magnificent sect exuding immortal energy!
seem!It seems a little familiar!

Qingyun stared wide-eyed, isn't this the past when the group of disciples asked the fairy dojo what kind of scene it was, he smiled disdainfully, and directly and proudly said the three categories.

One type is the ashram for ascetics, the second type is the ashram for people like him, and the third type is the Xianzong who established a sect and recruited a lot of disciples.

At that time, he remembered that when he said these words, he even used the method of cloud transformation to conjure up illusions of sects with immortal aura.

It turned out that it really happened!

Qingyunmen!
Three imposing celestial seals flickered, and there were many halls in the square with a quaint and majestic atmosphere.

At this time, in Xianmen Square, thousands of disciples holding long swords and wearing white robes like Taoist immortals shouted and practiced swordsmanship.

On the high platform of the Zongmen, Yang Chan, who looked like a fairy, was looking down with a calm, mature and steady look, with Gao Ming and Gao Jue on both sides.

This girl has grown up a lot, and she is also cunning enough to take in a group of dolls directly.

That's right, there are nearly a thousand sword-practicing disciples in the Qingyun Sect, the oldest is in his teens, and the youngest is only five or six years old. It can be seen that all of them are human orphans with some qualifications taken in by Yang Chan, although they all have some qualifications. It's horrible, but there are a lot of them.

Suddenly, after a familiar voice came from his ear, Yang Chan's mature and stable brows were instantly raised, and her bright eyes were obviously full of anxiety, but she still suppressed her excitement, coughed lightly, and pointed at the disciple who was practicing sword Majestic said: "Continue to practice!"

"Yes! Sect Master!"

That's right, it's not a sect that accepts disciples and inherits it like the mainstream of the prehistoric era, but it's the more popular path of sects in later generations.

On the mountainside of Tongtian Peak, Yang Chan, who was holding the Qingyun Sword just now, looked mature and stable, tears filled her eyes, looked at the familiar figure excitedly, and bowed directly.

"Meet Master."

At the same time, there were Gao Ming and Gao Jue who followed, and Qing Yun smiled.

"Master, you have been gone for nine years, woo~ I have left Chan'er for nine years, and none of the senior brothers came back after they left, not even the second brother. I thought you didn't want me anymore."

Yang Chan, who was crying with tears in his eyes, said in a crying voice, Gao Ming and Gao Jue also danced and nodded excitedly with smiles, nine years!Although they have lived a fulfilling nine years, they still miss the past even more.

Looking at the three apprentices, Qingyun showed a smile, maybe they are not used to it, but let alone nine years of Xiantu, even if it is ten thousand years, it is just a blink of an eye.

"Okay, your second brother is currently practicing on Tongtian Peak, and Yuan Hong, they will leave in three days."

Seeing the three of them, Qingyun smiled, and then three pieces of weapons and armor taken from the Dragon Palace appeared with a wave of his hand.

"Gao Jue, you have a stalwart body, and you are also fond of painted halberd weapons on weekdays. Today, this weapon forged from deep-sea cold iron is given to you, as well as this set of protective armor."

"Gao Ming, this rigid ax is also a powerful magic weapon, and this set of armor."

Brothers Gao Jue and Gao Ming excitedly mobilized their mana, transformed themselves, and immediately put on armor like a general, really majestic.

If we say that the two of them looked like monsters and ghosts at the beginning, now they have the majesty feeling of heavenly soldiers and generals, but the next moment Gao Ming and Gao Jue brothers are blushing.

Looking at the heavy weapon, the two staggered and held the magic weapon in their hands, but it was very heavy. After seeing this scene, Qingyun smiled.

"In the future, you two should practice more diligently, otherwise this weapon can only be used as a display."

Immediately, brothers Gao Ming and Gao Jue knelt down in gratitude and kowtowed and shouted: "Master's kindness, I will never forget it."

Looking at the two who showed their true feelings, Qingyun smiled, and when he looked at Yang Chan again, he also waved his hand, and suddenly a set of exquisite armor shining with silver light appeared, and at the same time, there was a silver long sword.

"Don't worry, there are quite a lot of weapons and treasures. In the future, this Qingyun sword will stay in Qingyunmen. Think about it, and it will be used as the sword of Zhenzong."

"Hehe, it's Master."

Yang Chan cheerfully put on the majestic battle armor and weapons, she was really heroic, but she was three points more mature and stable than the simple one before.

Looking at the three of them, Qingyun sat down on the bluestone indifferently, "Chan'er, since the Qingyun Sect has established a sect, and now the world is facing a massacre, and you happen to be out of the massacre, so you stay at the Qingyun Sect to teach disciples to open the sect." , in the future you will have your own source of blessing.”

Next, Qingyun made detailed arrangements for the development needs of the later generations of the Zongmen, and at the same time, the discipline of the Zongmen. Many, a human monk who roams the world to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

Don't look down on your ability, but during the Journey to the West period, this kind of sect has almost become a belief in the world, and even the heavenly soldiers and generals in the heavenly court are chosen from these sects.

Yang Chan hit by mistake, but Qingyun secretly began to arrange future plans. In the future, Qingyunmen will definitely be an unshakable existence in the world. After all, whoever is early will have the advantage, not to mention the backstage.

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