When a mysterious bloody storm breaks out in the prosperous land in the south, Mienfenglang and Guiling Temple in the snowy mountains of the northwest are also preparing for a cruel battle. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
A chaotic and disorderly conquest will only bring harm to the orthodoxy. The Holy Land seniors, who knew this well, controlled the conflict between the two sides within a reasonable range. This control was not strict, but it also played a role in delaying the outbreak of the conflict. Perhaps they did not intend to completely eliminate the conflict, but just wanted to maximize this conflict at an appropriate time.
This natural loophole makes Yunqing full of expectations for the site selection of Jieshan in the near future.
"There may be a fight before the site of Boundary Mountain is selected, and the direct disciples will not be allowed to participate, so you are the key to success or failure." Liaoyuan said to Yun Qing beside him.
The group of them, wearing red monk robes, walked in the vast snow, like a deep scar tearing the earth apart.
This land has been called desolate, and even snow wolves and white bears are rarely seen. However, these flesh and blood Buddhist cultivators can brave the coldness of all things frozen and cross the mountains and ridges, all the way forward.
Yun Qing felt that judging from the number of times Yuan had emphasized "fighting" along the way, this meeting with Mianfeng Lang would probably not go well. There was also the fact that the direct disciples did not participate in the fight, she thought it was quite meaningful when she thought about it carefully.
The direct descendants of the Holy Land have always been a special existence. To a certain extent, direct disciples mean the future of this holy land. Each of them has unique strength, and each of them has the potential to aspire to the great road. With the same level of cultivation, their realm and strength are often much higher than ordinary disciples. For example, there are more than 10,000 disciples of the Lu Tiantan lineage, but the number of direct descendants is only ten.
Such the most outstanding disciples are never afraid of fighting, except for one situation, that is, there will be casualties in the fight. No holy land is willing to endure the death of a direct descendant, because all direct disciples are rare talents, and each of them has been poured into the holy land with countless efforts.
They are no longer ordinary practitioners, but have become symbols of a lineage of inheritance.
The battle to select the location of the Boundary Mountain excludes the direct disciples who can best represent the strength of the Holy Land, which seems to indicate that this trip will definitely see bloodshed.
"You haven't entered the Tao yet, so you have to be prepared. But no matter what, you can't avoid fighting." Liao Yuan's words were very strong.
Yun Qing nodded: "We will do our best."
The group of people walked quickly towards the top of the snow-capped mountains in the south, and arrived at their destination in a short time. "Elegant*Wen*Words*Episodes*" The snow-capped mountain altar at the top of the mountain is still well preserved, but the outermost barrier has been closed. Everyone is sitting on the ground, their bodies steaming in the thick snow. .
Seen from the sky, the loose robes of the monks look like red flowers blooming from the white snow.
As soon as a few people sat down, peach blossoms began to fall in the sky.
Yun Qing sat down, his body motionless, but his mind was searching upwards. A beautifully decorated building ship flew from the distant sky.
The red railings on this building are sparse and the corridors are winding. Peach blossoms are scattered from the bow, and the breeze exudes a cool fragrance. It was obviously daytime, but the lights on the boat were brightly lit, and the sound and light were messy, making people unable to control their ears and eyes. More than a dozen women in palace attire lean on the railing and look at each other. They fan themselves lightly and have their temples tilted into buns. They all look extraordinary and have the style of an immortal family.
These little peach blossoms fell with the wind, and took root and sprouted as soon as they touched the ground. Countless small peach branches grew out of the ice and snow, and the place where everyone in Guiling Temple was about to turn into a peach blossom forest.
Yun Qing noticed that every time one of these peach trees grew, there would be a thin wisp of peach blossom miasma surrounding it. When the peach forest grew up, I was afraid that this peach blossom miasma would directly invade the soul, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
She held her breath and concentrated, protecting herself and not resisting. These kinds of reversal of the celestial phenomena are mostly made by the opponent's direct disciples, and Liaoyuan will not just sit idly by.
Sure enough, I heard Yuan Yuan suddenly say loudly: "Amitabha, how are you fellow Taoists at Mianfenglang?"
The shouting made even Yun Qing's eardrums hurt and her chest felt tight. The surrounding peach saplings turned into powder in the blink of an eye at this sound, and only a few red spots remained on the ground. They looked so miserable and miserable that they couldn't bear to look directly at them.
"The Vimalakirti Sutra" mentions that "the performance is as fearless as a lion's roar. Its teachings are like thunder." The shocking sound of the path that has just been achieved comes from this sutra. This is originally a technique used by Buddhists to spread teachings, but it has evolved to this day and can deter evil spirits, destroy all dharma, and make people want to take refuge.
There was a burst of crisp laughter in the sky, and a peach-colored silk ribbon flew down from the bow of the ship. The disciples of Mianfenglang walked down this narrow silk in turn. Yun Qing's thoughts fall on the person at the end, isn't that Zheng Zhenzhen? Then she glanced at the leader again, feeling alert in her heart.
The man was plump and charming. He only wore a thin gauze dress with his chest open, revealing a large area of fair skin. She was holding a wine jar in her hand. She took a sip of wine and sang with a smile: "The trees are full of flowers and blooming red, and thousands of elixirs are blooming in the spring. How can we make a thousand-year-old fruit and show the work of creation in the world."
"It's a fate, we haven't seen each other for many years, why have you become so verbose? I remember you didn't say hello to us last time... "
Liao Yuan shouted the name of the Buddha loudly, with a calm face: "It is said that all dharmas are impermanent, but the Tathagata is said to be eternal and unchanging. The poor monk has changed because he has not reached the state of truth."
Although Yun Qing didn't understand much of this verse, she could tell that Yuan was testing the woman's cultivation.
The woman laughed loudly, and waved her hand while drinking: "You haven't reached the state of truth, and I haven't become the work of all things. We are just each other. I won't say much. What do you think of the Ignorance Mountain?"
Liao Yuan pointed his finger in the sky, and a few Sanskrit words flashed across, turning into the word "Nan San": "I wonder what fellow Taoist Jiu Huan thinks?"
"Move three mountains to the south? Hahaha, even if Jue Luan comes, he wouldn't dare to ask me for such conditions. You'd better think it through before talking." Jiu Huan paused in drinking, and suddenly laughed loudly.
"That's exactly what Jue Luan meant. What advice can you give me, fellow Daoist Jiu Huan?" Liao Yuan looked calm and his tone was as steady as ever.
"Oh?" Jiu Huan said in a long voice, and visions of storms and rain began to dimly flash around him, "How about Beisan?"
"This snow mountain is too close to Zizi Cliff. Jue Luan is afraid that something will go wrong if he is stationed there." Liao Yuan said with his hands clasped together.
The implication is that if three mountains are not moved south, Jueluan will have no choice but to attack Jieyou Cliff directly from Zizai Cliff.
These words were close to a threat. Jiu Huan's expression showed a hint of chill, and the image of storm and rain gradually turned into the image of violent wind and heavy snow: "Bei Er, we can't leave him any less."
"Nan San." Liao Yuan was unreasonably tough. This was quite different from the steady and modest manner he usually displayed. Yun Qing couldn't help but wonder if he had talked about something with Jue Luan before setting off.
"Then there's nothing we can do." The illusion around Jiu Huan suddenly dissipated, and she smiled as brightly as a peach blossom, "Sisters!"
"Are you willing to demonstrate the Dharma with your own body and discuss it with fellow Taoists from Guiling Temple?"
Yun Qing's heart was shaken, thinking that Jue Luan would provoke a fight between the two sects by making such an unreliable request. But what good would this do to him? Isn't it the right way to coordinate with each other to resolve the boundary mountain issue
Jiu Huan must have figured this out, so he accepted the challenge without hesitation.
Since the Temple of Heaven left the northwest, although there have been minor frictions between Guiling Temple and Mienfenglang, there has not been any major conflict in a hundred years. However, it is difficult to maintain this balance. If one party loses restraint, the whole situation may slip to the worst place.
Although Yun Qing felt that a major conflict would break out between the two parties in the near future, he did not expect that it would be at this important snow mountain Dharma meeting. Originally, she planned to add fuel to the fire and make the situation worse, but unexpectedly, Jue Luan had already made arrangements and pushed the situation to a worse place before she could.
Is this something else, or is it just a way to add weight to the other end of the scale
Should she go with the flow now, or not follow the routine laid out by that person
Yun Qing looked at Zheng Zhenzhen, who wanted to look up at the end of the queue, but was afraid that others would discover something. Countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
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To the south, the capital of mirrors.
The Lutian Holy Altar, which had just been raised during the Hundred Flowers Festival not long ago, blocked the sky of Jingdu overnight.
The Lutian Altar is a humane weapon of war. The destruction of more than a dozen cities more than a hundred years ago was just a matter of day and night. This time they took off, all the people in the Mirror Kingdom vaguely felt something was wrong.
The Lutian Holy Altar is pure white, and the holy light shines on the earth, becoming more intense day by day. The water in the holy pool in the center of the altar gradually became less, or in other words, became more solid. At first it was like a translucent colloid, then it became harder and harder, and its luster became brighter and brighter.
The water in the pool is continuously replenished by the wishes of thousands of altars. Once it penetrates into the holy pool, it solidifies into white stone. This stone is exactly the same as the stone used to build the altar, but its luster is more dazzling.
Within a day, this stone pillar had reached the sky, and even the top could no longer be seen. Its radiance was so bright that it was impossible to look directly at it with the naked eye.
Another day, five hundred inner disciples performed a blood sacrifice at the holy altar, using their own blood and essence to support the holy pool.
The national master prayed, and the holy ring came.
The holy ring is large enough to cover the entire Mirror City, and it continues to expand as the power of will is continuously injected into it.
The light beam after the blood sacrifice can effortlessly hold up the holy ring, but there is also a certain time limit.
"The wishes of all the people are spread out like wings. The power of heaven is shining brightly. I will conquer the southern barbarians with my flesh and blood!"
Five hundred disciples sang sacrificial songs in unison, and the songs resounded throughout the Great Mirror Capital as the holy ring expanded.
"Fight for my humanity!"