Honghuang: The chat group is full of big shots

Chapter 272 Lingshan Discussion
"Wait a moment!" Fang Xun looked at Hong Yi who was about to set off, and stretched out his hand to summon the mount that had never appeared in the world.

"We are all important people, so we have to be careful." Fang Xun changed himself and returned to his original appearance, driving the car for Yi Zi himself.

And this "car" is Kunpeng!

Kunpeng!
This is definitely the most prestigious mount in the world.

In those days, the Chaos Demon God rode on him to come from the depths of chaos.

Originally, Fang Xun had the idea of ​​exploring the depths of chaos, so he rescued Kunpeng from the List of Gods, just to have a guide when he entered the depths of chaos.

However, it’s not impossible to use it now.

"This..." Hong Yi shook his head slowly, but didn't care and directly stepped onto Kunpeng's back.

Fang Xun drove for Hong Yi to give him enough face.

call!
Kunpeng revealed his true form and flapped his wings, and it seemed that a strong wind was blowing across the entire ancient East.

Countless people looked up at the sky, only to see that the sun was covered by a huge black shadow that was billions of miles long!

"This..." At the foot of Shouyang Mountain, a skinny young man also looked up at Kunpeng.

The young man was a little thin and skinny, and his cultivation was only at the level of an adult True Immortal of the human race.

But he traveled thousands of miles from here just to pay a visit to the Supreme Li Er.

Today, we have arrived at Shouyang Mountain and are now just a stone's throw away from the treasury room.

But today he saw Kunpeng.

"There is a fish in the North Sea, its name is Kun... It flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky... It soars up to 90,000 miles..."

The young man quietly watched Kunpeng, which was thousands or tens of thousands of miles in size, fly towards the west, gradually becoming smaller and becoming a dot.

"I see..." A smile appeared on the young man's face, with a look of enlightenment in his eyes.

"It's better to go home... Let's go back." He turned around and left decisively, his back looking indescribably free and leisurely.

At almost the same time, Fang Xun and Hong Yi, who were standing on Kunpeng, turned their heads to look towards Shouyang Mountain.

"Sure enough, after the Great Perfection of Heavenly Dao, the last thing lacking is geniuses." Fang Xun sighed lightly.

"Are you obsessed with collecting?" Hong Yi joked.

"I can't even live freely myself, how can I teach him?" Fang Xun shook his head.

He withdrew his gaze and looked back towards the Western Sacred Mountain.

Today, Lingshan is in an overall upward trend. Buddhism was born because of the enlightenment of the saints, and it has completely inherited the fortune of Western religions, and there are even signs of real prosperity.

The West will prosper. This was the promise made by the Taoist Patriarch back then, and now it seems to be coming true.

It seems that Fang Xun and Hong Yi now have one more reason to come here.

"Nowadays, the West is indeed a beautiful place that is not inferior to the East and South." Fang Xun and Hong Yi did not descend directly to Lingshan in order to create momentum.

Using Kunpeng as a mount was very successful. Because of Kunpeng's speed, it didn't take the two of them too much time to enter the western part of the prehistoric world by just flying.

And Fang Xun finally saw the West fully restored to its prosperity.

"Does the Taoist really want to use Western religion to compete with us?" Fang Xun was inexplicably suspicious.

It’s not that he looks down on the West today, but the gap between the two is really too big.

The gap of countless years is extremely difficult to make up unless something like "we are destined to be together" happens.

However, this time, the Taoist Patriarch personally took action to enlighten and guide the two saints, Jie and Zhunti, and he really did have the intention of making the West prosperous.

"The rise of the West seems to be just around the corner..."

Fang Xun was thinking about these things, but Lingshan soon appeared before his eyes.

However, the current Buddhist Lingshan Mountain is different from the Western Lingshan Mountain.

Today, the entire body of Lingshan Mountain looks like molten glass, with countless rays of light gushing out from the earth's veins. The faint sound of chanting scriptures reaches the entire west, attempting to save countless lives.

The two saints did not show up, but other Buddhist disciples had all come out to welcome them.

This is what Fang Xun and Hong Yi are waiting for!

Fang Xun's gaze fell on Maitreya.

After the Buddhist reform in the West, Maitreya's practice seemed to become increasingly profound, and there really was a sense of divine light overflowing and illuminating the future.

It's just, huh...

Fang Xun lightly stepped on Kunpeng under his feet, and Kunpeng immediately let out a sharp roar!
Boo!
Kunpeng, the great demon master, would not surrender so easily. In order to tame Kunpeng, Fang Xun even asked Nuwa to help him to imprison his innate immortal spiritual light.

Fortunately, now that Fang Xun's status has gradually increased and he can even compete with Daozu, Kunpeng realized that he has to submit.

But no matter what, Kunpeng is now an innate saint in the late quasi-saint stage, an innate saint of the same generation as the saints Jie Yin and Zhunti!

Even your sainthood in Lingshan back then was due to Kunpeng!

This is the most important reason why Fang Xun wants to bring Kunpeng to Lingshan.

Cangjie, the reincarnation of Hongyun, can also be used, but not like Kunpeng, who has become Fang Xun’s mount!

Kunpeng's fierce roar directly stirred up a huge storm, and the grand scene on Lingshan Mountain was destroyed by Kunpeng's fierce roar.

Except for those two saints, no one on Lingshan Mountain has the skills to suppress Kunpeng!
hum!
The Buddha's light shot up into the sky, and Lingshan was naturally aroused to defend itself.

"Is this how Xuanhuang and Yizi discuss the Dao?" Maitreya shouted.

“No, no, it’s just that Kunpeng has never seen the demeanor of a saint and is overwhelmed by the power of Lingshan.” Fang Xun explained with a smile.

Miroku looked grim.

Fang Xun blinked. Maitreya should not be the Demon Ancestor at this time. Of course, it is also possible that he cannot see it.

After all, even Lian Yin Zhunti didn’t know about this.

"Please come in, Yizi." Fang Xun looked at Hong Yi.

The person who actually went up the mountain to discuss Taoism was Hong Yi, not Fang Xun. This is also significant.

Given Fang Xun’s current status, who dares to ignore him?
I'm afraid half of the people are staring at him, so this way Hong Yi will face less pressure.

Hong Yi also knew what Fang Xun was thinking. He just nodded slightly and walked up to Lingshan alone.

"Hello, Yizi." Maitreya stepped forward to greet him and exchanged greetings with Hong Yi.

"Sorry for bothering you today." Hong Yi was polite.

"It's just that I see how much suffering there is in the Western world, so I have to take this journey."

"Yizi, what you said is wrong!" Maitreya's face darkened slightly, "I have my own laws and rules in the West. Those who believe in me will have eternal life and bliss."

"Are you referring to the possession rope and the human bone flute?" Hong Yi paused and looked towards a relatively simple palace in Lingshan.

Those were the caves of the third or even fourth generation disciples on Lingshan Mountain. But it was only these third and fourth generation disciples who could see the absurdity and fallacy of the Western religion in the past.

At this moment, two magic weapons flew out of the cave, emitting Buddha's light.

"Hmph!" Fang Xun, who was at the foot of the mountain, saw the two magical weapons and his expression changed slightly. He snorted coldly, which affected the minds of many people on Lingshan Mountain.

The Buddha's light is naturally sacred, but it cannot conceal its sinful nature.

The so-called soul-stealing rope is made by weaving the air-dried intestine casings of human virgins and strung with 108 brow bone beads.

In those days, human beings in countless great worlds were used by Western religions as incense generators, and most of these ritual instruments also originated from that time.

The West was truly barren during that period, and sometimes it was difficult to even gather the materials to refine magic weapons.

Therefore, some disciples of the Western religion proposed to use humans as materials to refine magical instruments. This is how the rope for possessing a body and the bone flute came about.

The human race has the natural characteristics bestowed by Nuwa, as well as thousands of bloodlines bestowed by Fang Xun. As long as the means are ruthless enough, they can always squeeze out oil.

“……” Maitreya’s expression changed.

"Death and birth are impermanent, and all dharmas are empty. How can one transcend them if one is attached to the birth and death of this body?" retorted a Western Taoist priest.

"I have a great liberation technique. Can I give it to you?" Hong Yi looked at the old Taoist and asked seriously.

The old Taoist felt cold all over and almost lost his Taoist faith.

Yizi's Great Liberation Technique is a killing technique that even Zulong did not dare to resist. If it falls on an ordinary Daluo like him, the result will definitely be tragic. He will truly be liberated!
"This is the sin of your Western religion. It is others who save me, not me who saves others!"

Hong Yi's shouting was so deafening that it reached the nine heavens, spread throughout the ancient world, and directly affected the foundation of the West.

The foundation of Western religions has been shaken, which has had a direct impact on Buddhism today. The Buddha's light has been shaken and paradise has been distorted.

Western religions were hastily transformed into Buddhism, but many things have not really made the transition.

"Don't say you are a Buddhist now, not a Western religion. I came here today to discuss the Tathagata Buddha with you!"

boom!
When Hong Yi said this, the entire sacred mountain trembled slightly.

Not for anything else, just for the word "Tathagata"!
At the time when Buddhism was just beginning, the title of Tathagata had not yet been uttered. But when this title was mentioned by Hong Yi, not to mention Western religions, even the newly established Buddhism showed signs of wavering!
"Amitabha, since you are so enlightened, why don't you join my Buddhist sect and study the Dharma in depth to reach the realm of Tathagata?"

This time, Jie Yin and Zhunti can no longer hide behind the scenes. If this continues, the newly established Buddhism will be lost!

"Greetings, the two saints." Hong Yi saw that the saints Jie Yin and Zhunti also nodded slightly in greeting.

"We are no longer saints, but Buddhas," reminded Zhunti Buddha.

"Then I've met the Buddha." Hong Yi didn't bother with this issue and nodded with a smile.

"But my teaching is to save sentient beings from suffering, which is probably different from the two Buddhas' teachings."

"Fellow Taoist, this is wrong."

The two Buddhas sat high on the lotus platform, looking down at Hong Yi. The discussion between the saint and the human teacher began.

At this moment, sweet dew fell from the sky and golden springs gushed out from the ground. Countless Taoist principles were surging in Lingshan Mountain. The sound of Tao resounded throughout the entire ancient world. Countless immortals cast their eyes and listened quietly to this discussion of Tao.

"View the body as impure, view feelings as suffering, view the mind as impermanent, and view dharma as without self. What Yizi wants to save, are these sentient beings or his own obsessions?" asked the Buddha Cundi.

All of a sudden, all kinds of cause and effect were manifested here. The way of heaven was moved by the words of the Buddha Cundi, and naturally reflected on Hong Yi's education of the human race. In this education, Hong Yi's figure stood out exceptionally.

This is the Buddha Cundi questioning Hong Yixing's motives for teaching this great path!

Although it was not stated explicitly, it can be seen in the traces of time that after each critical node of the human race, Hong Yi was able to take a step forward and get closer to the unreachable other shore.

The Buddha Cundi questioned whether Hong Yi was using the human race as a tool to seek promotion. He was actually just a cultivator seeking the other shore, not a human master!
At this moment, Emperor Taiyi and even other great masters of the human race felt that the fortune of the human race seemed to be fluctuating.

Even though the Buddha Cundi was covered with a layer of Buddha's skin, his true nature remained unchanged. He wanted to take this opportunity to shake the destiny of the human race.

However, Hong Yi, the person involved, smiled and said, "So what?"

"If everyone uses this method to seek the other shore, to save the human race and cultivate the Dao realm, then what does it matter if I take away the title of the human race's master?"

"The great way is easier, and I can also be easier."

If there really is a situation where everyone is eager to be a swap son and is able to be a swap son, then his other shore has been reached!

Hong Yi's voice was filled with a smile and some expectation. A diagram of Yi Dao appeared under his feet, lifting him to the same height as the two Buddhas.

As Hong Yi's words spread, the downstream of the long river of time, representing the future, suddenly burst out with infinite golden light. This golden light was more dazzling and brilliant than the Buddha's light.

It seems that there is a golden bridge built in the future, reaching the present node!

However, the person standing on the golden bridge on the other side was not Hong Yi, but countless "human teachers" who were teaching and educating others and themselves to reach the other side!
"Great!" Fang Xun cheered and applauded Hong Yi.

At the same time, in Shouyang Mountain, those big cities and tribes of the human race were silent for a moment because of Hong Yi's words, and then they broke into cheers.

"Yi Zi Wan Jie!"

“Everyone is a son of exchange, and everyone can be a teacher of the human race. I dare not imagine what day it will be!”

At this moment, humanity's fortune actually increased by half a point out of thin air.

"We actually suspected Yizi, we deserve to be beaten!" Naturally, there are also people with a heart of Taoism among the human race, but they were confused by the Taoist teachings of this generation of Buddha Zhunti, and they only woke up at this time.

"Master of the human race, Yizi..." Confucius looked at Hong Yi's back and admired him secretly.

Fang Yun beside him smiled and nodded slightly.

The path he follows is also the holy path of teaching. Even the "ultimate" he realized when he transcended is similar to the other shore, a journey that never has a focus.

The road has no end, and he is on the road too.

On top of Lingshan Mountain, Hong Yizhi's answer made the Buddha Cundi narrow his eyes slightly, but he did not suffer such a defeat.

"I admire Yizi's broad-mindedness, but my Western region is poor and barren. How can I help others if I can't help myself?"

"Take yourself as the continent, take the Dharma as the continent. This is the fundamental Dharma of Buddhism!"

The West is barren again...

Fang Xun said that he was completely immune to this. Not only him, but even Hong Huang regarded this sentence as a joke.

"How can you save others if you don't save yourself?"

"Now that the Buddha has become a Buddha and a patriarch, I wonder how many people he has saved? What are their names? Where are they now?"

"I have also heard about the great aspirations made by Western religions when they were founded. I wonder how many of them the Buddha has fulfilled?"

There was anger on the face of Cundi Buddha. It was not because of his bad character, but because Hong Yi's words were almost humiliating and he felt like he was stepping on his face.

How many people? Names? Where are they now?

He had just questioned Hong Yi's reasons for going to the other side, and now Hong Yi was going to humiliate him.

If he really answered these questions, he would be “dead” even if he wasn’t dead!

But not answering or even avoiding the question is already inferior to Hong Yi's calmness just now.

(End of this chapter)