Honghuang: Light the lanterns and bury the ancestor!

Chapter 44: The Smiling Buddha Maitreya, the Establishment of the Religion
"Ah! Ahh!"

Bai Ze rubbed his nose and said to Fuxi angrily:

"Take care of your sister, she's scolding me again!"

"It doesn't matter, I can't control it anymore. How about you return to Buzhou Mountain and seek justice yourself?
Don't worry, I will never help her! "

Fuxi patted his chest and vowed.

"Oh, shall I go? Do you want her to bring me that broken lamp again?"

Bai Ze sneered and looked disdainfully: "Put away those little tricks of yours, now you and I are in the same boat.

If the boat capsizes, neither you nor I will end well! "

"On a boat~"

Fuxi looked melancholy, looked back at Buzhou Mountain, and murmured:
"I don't know if Nuwa has sneaked in. Those guys should seize this opportunity, right?"

"What did you say?"

Bai Ze moved his ears, only to find that several laws were circulating in Fuxi's body, shielding him from prying eyes in a way he had never seen before.

He exploded instantly: "Are you scolding me!!"

Fuxi: "..."

I'm afraid you are not seriously ill!
Ignoring Bai Ze anymore, he took out a green gourd and swallowed up all the blood evil karma on the battlefield.

It was Ran Deng's innate green gourd, but it was Zhunti who gave it to Fu Xi and Bai Ze.

"Ten thousand years, just 1 years, we can open up the territories of the three races!"

Fuxi called out another guqin, and the whole body was filled with fireworks and glowing colors. With a gentle touch, the sound of the music resounded throughout the world.

"Zheng~"

"here we go again!"

Bai Ze turned around and left without any hesitation:
"How could there be such an unpleasant sound in this ancient world?
It was even worse than the sound I heard a few days ago!
No, it’s no different! "

The sound of the piano is faint, and the fighting breaks out again.

……

"Tingting? Bai Ze's son?"

The corners of Ran Deng's mouth twitched slightly, and a sense of bloody confusion rushed over his face.

At this time, there was a sudden movement in the coffin lamp, but it was Maitreya, the wolf cub, who smelled the ginseng fruit and was making a fuss about coming out.

Ran Deng thought for a moment and then released it.

"Ow~"

As soon as the flames turned, Maitreya flew out, holding a ginseng fruit in his two tender front paws without letting go.

"This is again?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun suddenly looked strange. The sacred aura on this wolf cub was actually stronger than that of the Listening Beast.

"Pictured on the roadside."

Ran Deng responded casually.

"Fellow Daoist is really lucky."

Nuwa said faintly: "These feet are just a hair less sacred than our innate ones."

"Ow?"

Suddenly, Maitreya, the wolf cub, seemed to have discovered something and turned to look at Nuwa.

No, it should be said that he was looking at Diting in Nuwa's arms.

It looked at the ginseng fruit held in its paws, then looked at Di Ting, lowering its head as if thinking about something.

After a moment, it nodded sharply, as if it had made up its mind, stood up, and walked slowly towards Diting with the ginseng fruit in its arms.

"Well?"

Di Ting was attracted by the aroma of ginseng fruit, and there were traces of crystal saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth, but somehow she squeezed closer and closer to Nuwa's arms.

"This little guy still knows how to be shy."

Seeing this scene, Hongyun laughed loudly.

"shy?"

Ran Deng's expression became strange, and he whispered softly: "Why do I feel more like fear?"

"Aooooooow~"

As he got closer and closer, he saw a human smile on Maitreya Wolf's face, and his two front paws moved forward, as if he wanted to share it with Di Ting.

But Di Ting was trembling in Nuwa's arms.

"Just like your father, he is timid and afraid of getting into trouble." Nuwa muttered, grabbed the back of Di Ting's neck, and threw him out.

"Don't..."

Ran Deng wanted to stop him, but Nuwa retorted:

"Why aren't fellow Taoists as generous as this little guy?"

"Generous?"

The corner of Ran Deng's mouth twitched: "Fellow Taoist, don't regret it."

If he remembered correctly, the Smiling Buddha in the mouth of later generations seems to refer to Maitreya, right?
I saw Di Ting drawing a graceful arc in the air and landing right in front of Maitreya.

Maitreya's little eyes widened, and he bowed to Nuwa with both front paws, as if to thank her.

"Tsk, what a gift from nature!"

Before Ran Deng finished speaking, Maitreya had already handed the ginseng fruit to Di Ting's eyes:

"Aww ow?"

Diting looked back at Nuwa and wanted to retreat, but found that she couldn't move.

He could only stretch out his paw helplessly and took the ginseng fruit.

The next moment, Maitreya let out a cry and exerted force on his limbs. It was like a ray of moonlight directed at Diting, and his sharp fangs bit into Diting's throat.

"what!"

Nuwa stood up suddenly and was about to stop him when she saw a flaming palm flying out from behind Maitreya and holding Maitreya in mid-air.

"People say that if you want to give up your children, you won't be able to trap a wolf, but you little guy is the wolf!"

Ran Deng was dumbfounded and took Maitreya back, looked at Di Ting and said:

"Little guy, this fruit is for you.

The talent seeks good luck and avoids bad luck, and is much smarter than some gods. "

"you!"

Nuwa was so angry that her teeth itched, but there was nothing she could do.

"My little disciple is naughty and makes all fellow Taoists laugh."

Ran Deng did not continue to raise the fire, and sent Maitreya to Zhen Yuanzi:

"Come, disciple, pay homage to your master uncles."

"Fellow Taoist is really good at playing! With my little wealth, sooner or later I will be beaten."

Zhen Yuanzi reluctantly took out six fruits, divided them into two parts, and gave them to the two little guys Tingting and Maitreya respectively:

"I'll give it to Hongyun as well."

"My big brother really knows how to play, hahaha."

Seeing this, Zhunti also shook his head, took out two Bodhi seeds from his sleeves, and gave them to the two little ones.

"Aooooooow~"

"No no no~"

The two little ones have extraordinary spirituality. Although they can't speak yet, they each bowed and said thank you.

At this time, Zhen Yuanzi seemed to have figured out the meaning and asked Xiang Ran Deng:

"What does this so-called "disciple" mean?"

"This, I figured it out when I had nothing to do."

Ran Deng smiled slightly and said: "For example, this Maitreya worships me as his teacher, and I accept him as his disciple and teach him my way. Although he is not connected by blood, he is connected by fate."

"Master and disciple are not father and son, but they are just like father and son. It's just that this causal connection can be untied at any time."

"And if you recruit too many disciples, you can also establish a force. I call it "Tao Tong", teach my method, and carry out my will!"

"Orthodox? Great religion?"

Zhunti thought about it carefully and seemed to have some realization.

Zhen Yuanzi, Hongyun, and Nuwa also looked at each other, sensing something extraordinary.

"You are planning to dig out his roots."

Zhen Yuanzi said meaningfully:
"This matter is not easily known to outsiders."

It is not tied to blood, but to Tao and Dharma. If this spreads, wouldn't countless acquired beings respond to it one after another?
In this way, you can easily gather boundless energy and fortune!
This is not simply kicking the Qilin King away, this is digging out the innate sacred roots of the Qilin King, Fengzu, and Zulong, which gather luck through blood!

Ran Deng smiled and shook his head: "It's just an idea..."

(End of this chapter)