Chapter 131 The Ancient Buddha’s Meaning of Burning Deng Peacock Ming King【4k】

Among the chariots, there are gorgeous decorations. A small bronze tripod stands in the case, and there is a faint scent of sandalwood.

Fang Longye sat on the soft couch and carefully looked at the token in his lap.

It is about the size of a baby's palm, and between the cloud patterns, there are two characters "Yuan Yang" written in Taoist scriptures, as graceful as a startled dragon.

The more I look at those two words, the more they reveal a sinister flavor.

That token was obtained by accident from the body of the iron-eating beast when he was slaying the monsters blocking his way after exploring the Honghu Immortal Mansion.

The token material is not precious and has no special function.

He kept it all the time, maybe because the word "Yuan Yang" written on the token had a weird feeling no matter how he looked at it, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"Yuanyang Sect?"

"The name is quite decent."

Fang Longye sneered, although from King Shuya's memory, he did not get the details of the Fang sect.

But if you think about it with your toes, you can see clearly. But in that area where evil spirits are everywhere, will the "Yuan Yang Sect", which occupies such a large territory in the east, be an exception?

No matter how you think about it, you can't deny that someone from a prestigious family is decent.

Otherwise, the crowd would have attacked him long ago.

But there are very few good people who stand out among a group of evil people and are highly respected by those evil people. However, the chance of being a great evil person is 80 to 90%.

Putting away the strange token, Fang Longye had a thought and drove the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast. The chariot moved slowly and landed in the treasure mountain where Jinyang Cave is located.

The moon is cold and the clouds are silent, and birds come to pick up branches.

The mountain clouds are leisurely, floating out from the ridge, and they are red in the east.

"Master," Ao Ying followed him. Seeing him looking at Sidong, she immediately reported: "After him and sister Qingli, they either killed or captured, and screened in various ways, such as the hundred remaining in the mountain farm.

There are ten monsters, but none of them are clever and knowledgeable people."

"Master, can you please go into the cave to rest? He and sister Qingli have cleaned the mountain farm inside and out. She is outside Jinyang Cave, casting spells to restore the scenery."

Fang Longye shook his head and walked into the entrance of Jinyang Cave. In front of him, there were cliffs with ancient trees and lush greenery.

The mountain flowers are entangled, and stars are shining on the surface.

Looking at the ground through the flowers, the ground is rippled in the water.

"It's not a good dojo, but it has been ruined." Fang Longye looked at the scenery in the east, looking at Qingli not far away and Ao Ying beside him, and said: "Okay, there is no need to live, they just

Just rest for one night in the mountain field outside the cave."

Even if he cleans it again, he will still be filled with resentment at the sight of the dojo that is imbued with the aura of King Shuya.

The three of them left Jinyang Cave, picked an open space on the cloud cliff, and released a palace-like magic weapon as a resting place.

Fang Longye was about to walk outside. After thinking for a moment, Qingyun's colorful light appeared, and a thought appeared incarnate and jumped into the void.

He nodded towards him and flew away into the distance.

The power of liquid wild rice incense cannot be wasted.

…

A sacred land should have thousands of laws, fine and dense, moving freely to the east, colliding with each other, emitting the sound of bells, drums and jade, blocking everything.

For some unknown reason, a hole appeared, like a bottomless pit, causing the entire space of the Divine Land to disappear continuously.

Naturally, the main leader, King Shuya, was directly killed by Fang Longye, which led to the collapse of the divine land.

In fact, as a monk of the "Immortal Way", King Shuya does not have a real flesh and blood body. The safest and most reliable dojo should have been the divine earth space.

But he was tainted with the habits of the demon tribe and liked to dominate the mountains and become king. Also, since he was invincible on the border of Xijiang Kingdom, he did not care about the safety of the sacred land at all.

Although, it is true that even if he is located in the divine land of Fang, he cannot withstand the power of Fang Longye's blow.

The incarnation of Fang Longye's thoughts is connected with the golden body of the Cangmang Mountain Shinto on the horizon of Yuan Te, mobilizing the incense inside and outside.

A large amount of incense and wish power came from unknown passages and filled it, temporarily stabilizing the sacred earth space that was on the verge of collapse.

Walking outside, along the way, there are rockeries floating on water, pavilions surrounded by green bamboos, and water from waterfalls falling to the east. The water is scattered on the ground, making jade jingles all over the ground, tinkling and reflecting wonderful light.

The exquisite balconies, elegant pavilions, and beautiful marbles complement each other beautifully.

In Bu Nao, we saw broken arms and limbs from time to time, including bronze armor and a dilapidated chariot with one wheel, which ruined the originally refreshing scene and instead gave people a sense of chaos after the war.

Dead silence, no sound.

It was chilly, chilling to the bones.

It does not allow others to destroy it, it does not allow everything in this sacred land to be destroyed, and it is all related to the life and death of King Shuya.

Then there is the Shinto Dharma Realm, which appears to be real and not imaginary. It is similar to the Sumeru space created by monks using magical powers such as Hutian, but in fact it is completely different.

The Sumeru space, no matter how small it is, is not real. Even if the founder dies, it will not be affected in the slightest.

However, the Shinto legal domain is somewhere between reality and illusion, and its survival depends entirely on the life and death of the founder.

Fang Longye's thoughts took shape and he walked outside the sacred land.

Soon, we came to a courtyard.

Birds are chirping on the empty steps, and moss marks are green.

Thousands of sacred flowers fell silently to the east, making no sound.

Some parts of the previously exquisite pavilions have collapsed, exposing red bricks and jade tiles, and many broken walls, giving it a gloomy look.

That was the center of the Fang Shentu space. Fang Longye's thought incarnation breathed a sigh of relief, and connected with the Shinto golden body of Yuan Te Cangwu Mountain with all his strength.

A large number of Shinto laws unique to Fang Longye's Shinto golden body filled the entire sacred land, exaggerating everything in an attempt to change its foundation.

Gradually, in all directions of the divine earth, dots of golden light suddenly appeared, turning purple and blue, and then outlined into lines, intertwined with each other, and the collapsed place instantly became the same as before.

Finally, a door of light appeared, and Fang Longye's Shinto golden body magically appeared in that sacred land.

That's probably because Fang Longye's "Shenxian Dao" path was not promoted to Golden Immortal, otherwise it wouldn't be that troublesome at all.

Just ask Fang Longye to cultivate a believer at any core location. The Shinto golden body can directly travel through space with the help of the incense and wish power.

The thought incarnation completed the task, looked at each other with the golden body of Shinto, smiled, and immediately dissipated.

The Shinto golden body, with the help of the connection of the incense and the wish, looked outside the sacred land. Xijiang Kingdom generally worshiped ugly monsters as sacred beasts.

"It's time to change the faith of that country." The Shinto Golden Body murmured.

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Zhongnan Mountain Yuzhu Cave.

The pine and rocks are mixed together, and the water falls like snow.

There are monasteries, floating pavilions, golden terraces, bamboo groves, and deep streams.

It is better to walk quietly, watch the moon, read, listen to the rain, and smell the rain.

Different Danjing and red springs, different deep willows and maples, different cranes, deer, turtles and apes, etc., all in different shapes and forms.

The entire cave sky is filled with purple and green energy, layer upon layer.

Ancient trees shade the east.

One side of Zhuling Dantai.

The pavilion is three stories high, with a shadow on the east side of the eaves.

Further outside, the bamboos are clear and the pines are beautiful, and the door stone is dyed green.

The owner of the cave, a Taoist priest with a jade crown, was walking away from an ancient Buddha.

"It seems that fellow Taoist monk Ran Deng has thought about it?"

Taoist Jade Crown asked with a smile.

Thousands of Buddhist wheels behind the ancient Buddha are turning, seemingly slowly but actually urgently. Countless Sanskrit words arise and die inside, describing Mahayana and Hinayana Buddhism, which is omnipresent.

He smiled slightly, and saw all kinds of emotions flowing in his eyes, which seemed to be affectionate but actually forgot about it. It was difficult to describe, and said: "Fellow Taoist, I have survived all the tribulations and participated in the creation. He asked himself that he was not a gentleman. He could not offer help in times of need, so he naturally asked for help.

The icing on the cake is icing on the cake.”

Taoist Yuguan shook his head and said with a smile: "My fellow Taoist has entered the Buddha's path and is now no longer an important past Buddha in Buddhism. Why bother to swim in that muddy water again?"

Other people who misplaced bets on him didn't make insinuations, so it would have been better for Wei Pifu to come directly to his door and ask him "How much is his price?"

It's true that it doesn't lose its style back then.

"Yun Neutron, Yun Neutron, don't I ask questions knowingly? If I don't realize Hunyuan, I will eventually become an ant."

With a smile on his face and his sandalwood body shining brightly, the Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng said, "I am about to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, so why can't I give my old friend a hand?"

"I admire my Taoist friends for their devotion to the Tao. I'm afraid it's just a three-corpse body. Besides, he can't afford the price paid by the two Taoists."

Is the Past Buddha a top figure among the two sages of Buddhism? He doesn't think that an incarnation of Wei Pian Buddha can be worth the same price.

"Why can't the Ancient Burning Buddha be an incarnation? Just like fellow Taoists, who is the master and who is the next, why should we be so clear about the points?" The Ancient Burning Buddha smiled slightly.
To be continued...