Fu Canglu

Chapter 120
By the time Yi Xiao was immersed in his comprehension and feeling, and walked up the steps without haste, and finished the [-] steps, it was already noon.

His Highness took a step, without steps, on the flat ground, and then suddenly woke up.

He was a little dazed looking at the sun and moon altar that suddenly opened up in front of him.

The huge statue of Bodhisattva holding flowers stands at the most conspicuous place of the Buddhist altar, and it is clear at a glance that the clouds and mist are twisted by the Bodhisattva at the fingertips.

The Bodhisattva statue was robbed during the period of the Eight Great Kingdoms, and after the Spring and Autumn Period, it was defiled by the Northern Wei cavalry in every possible way. Swords, guns and halberds took turns to fight, and the whole body was cut and scratched. I don’t know how many cracks were drawn. , the smile overlooking the creatures down the mountain added an irony.

The old fox in white robe and the girl in black had been waiting under the Bodhisattva statue for a long time.

"Brother, why are you walking so slowly?" Yi Xiaoan rubbed her sleepy eyes. She didn't have a good rest last night. Since she boarded the Sun Moon Buddha Altar, she sat cross-legged under the smiling Bodhisattva statue to rest for a long time. Now, the spirit is slightly better.

The old fox in white robe stared blankly at the statue of Nianhua Bodhisattva full of holes.

Yi Xiao smiled a little embarrassedly, completely unaware that when the [-]-level Buddha-level restriction existed, there were still very few people who climbed to the top in a day, and it only took two hours at most to reach the top by himself, which is already considered rare. generation.

His Highness looked at the two people who had been waiting under the Bodhisattva statue for a long time, and he was not angry at the old fox in white robe for taking Yi Xiaoan instead of himself.

Nine thousand nine hundred Buddha steps, during the mountain climbing, he could clearly feel the surge of Qi and blood in his body, and his soul power continued to rise, step by step approaching the so-called soul sage realm, which is a realm that he needs to rely on the lotus plant to reach.

This state of soul sage is brewing in the heart, and it becomes clearer and clearer, like a beautiful face that is slowly lifted, and at the same time like a hazy castle suspended in the air, which is hard to come across.

The more you climb up, the clearer the feeling, but it's vague.

Forget to forget.

Yi Xiao chewed slowly in his heart, and had a premonition that when he climbed to the top and forgot to return to the mountain, the [-] steps were all behind him, and the faint feeling would disappear, and he would never find it again. .

So the last step has been reluctant to take it.

Naihe stayed in front of the threshold of the eighth realm, no matter what, he was not allowed to enter.

In the end, he had no choice but to settle for the next best thing.

Yi Xiao stayed on the last step for a stick of incense, and waited until the perception of soul power disappeared without a trace, before stepping onto the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar on the top of the mountain.

Stepping out with one step, hitting back to its original shape, the realm of soul power quickly fell back.

Yi Xiao felt lost, but at least he had gained some bits and pieces of insight, not nothing.

Liu Chanqi silently glanced at the black-clothed boy standing silently on the edge of the Sun-Moon Buddha Altar, and then silently glanced at the black-clothed girl sitting cross-legged in front of the Bodhisattva Buddha statue, completely forgetting what happened.

The white-robed old fox stood up slightly, raised his head again and looked at the statue of the Bodhisattva holding flowers in awe, with a serious face, stretched out his hands, clasped his chest, and nodded slightly.

Liu Chan Qi'an quietly closed her eyes and closed her heart, and after reciting a section of the Buddhist Heart Sutra, she slowly opened her eyes.

The white-robed old fox had a solemn face at the moment, and pointed down the mountain.

"Buddhist visualization pictures were almost extinct before the Spring and Autumn Period, but Wanggui Mountain does have one."

Liu Chanqi stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pointed it to the east. The clouds and mist suddenly opened, revealing the lower corner of the mountain.

The index finger fiddled with the clouds, slowly moving from east to west.

That remote canal grows slowly, converging with hundreds of rivers, Zhong Tiandi's aura, like a dragon straightening its back, majestic tossing and turning, swallowing mountains and rivers, wrapping Luoyang in its abdomen, going three thousand miles, the dragon's claws grabbing the heavens and the earth, and finally twisting and crisscrossing, until at the foot of the mountain.

Finishing touch.

Liu Chanqi slowly opened his mouth and said: "This visualization picture gathers the general trend of the world, and ordinary people can't see it. If ordinary people who climb to the top of the Sun Moon Pagoda can suddenly realize it, they will really be able to see the Bodhisattva of the Forgotten Return Mountain. , From then on, forged an indissoluble bond with Buddhism."

The boy in black looked suddenly, and saw that the clouds and mist on the top of Wanggui Mountain were slightly drifting away, revealing a beautiful scenery.

Yi Xiao was at a loss.

After watching for a long time, I found nothing.

Liu Chanqi laughed at himself, and said: "Back then I sat on the top of Wanggui Mountain, with my knees crossed at sunrise, and my eyes closed at sunset. After three days of heavy rain, I never moved a single step at the Sun and Moon Buddhist Altar of Wanggui Mountain."

Yi Xiaoan, who also didn't see any way, asked curiously: "Did you see that visualization?"

The white-robed man nodded, and said majestically, "The word visualization lies in the state of mind."

"If you can enter into tranquility, and truly take the general trend of the world into your eyes, you will naturally realize something in your heart, and you will be able to see this famous Buddhist visualization map that has been dormant for a long time. Can't see why."

Liu Chanqi smiled and said: "Back then, I spent a whole day sitting still, and when I looked up, I could see a dragon's veins spreading and twisting, from east to west, like a blue dragon floating out of the ground with its back, looking up. It's just that the blue dragon's face is blurred and covered by clouds and mist. Master said that my heart is not quiet enough, and the chance with Buddhism is only at the end, and I can't see the face of the full visualization picture. Even so, when I really see that When I was visualizing the picture, I was still taken aback, the scene of the blue dragon traveling across the land is indeed a bit majestic and frightening."

The white-robed old fox picked up the peach-wood jug on his waist, and said to Yi Xiao with a smile: "If you want to comprehend the visualization map, try to get quiet here. It's still too early for Luoyang to open the city gate." , you can rest assured to understand, after entering meditation, if you really hit the big luck, you can see the visualization map, even if it is not as good as I was back then, it is enough for you to digest and chew to the ninth-rank realm."

As expected, His Highness sat cross-legged on the edge of the Sun Moon Buddha Altar.

Yi Xiao looked at the looming world between the clouds and mist below.

The joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the world can be seen from the top of Wanggui Mountain.

It's just a misty rain.

He frowned slightly.

From west to east.

A wisp of purple energy was incomparably bewildering, and he was so angry that he burst into the sky.

Three thousand miles around Luoyang.

The twists and turns, entrenched in the Northern Wei Dynasty, is amazing.

Yi Xiao lowered her head and looked down the mountain expressionlessly.

The strong wind wrinkled, and the temples flew.

The boy in black looked expressionlessly at a huge blue dragon rising and falling from the ground, rising from Guanshan, and stopping in Daxia.

Destroyed.

Finally, his gaze paused slightly.

The body of the blue dragon rises from the tail, twists and turns little by little, and finally lands on the top of Wanggui Mountain with its head.

Yi Xiao looked up in a daze.

A ferocious face of hundreds of feet in front of him slowly turned around.

Two dragon beards fell to the sky and the earth, and the huge vertical pupils were in front of him.

Exhaling and exhaling is like the sky falling apart.

His Highness looked at the dragon's head with all its scales and corners clearly visible, and said expressionlessly.

"What kind of visualization is this?"

Liu Chanqi in white robe looked at the boy in black sitting alone on the edge of the Sun Moon Buddhist Altar, and murmured subconsciously.

"This visualization picture was born out of the first conception of the Buddhist Lotus Peak."

Yi Xiao's face was pale. Looking at the dragon's head that was slowly twisting and finally facing him, he rolled his huge eyes, and finally opened his bloody mouth, intending to swallow himself and the whole world in it.

At the same time, the voice of the white-robed old fox beat hard in his heart.

"Canglong bears the towering head-raising picture of Wanggui Mountain!"

(End of this chapter)