Shen Lian was not in a hurry. Even though Xuandu and Yuding might arrive at the Paradise at any time, he was still very calm.
In the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, under the leafy Longhua tree, a Taoist priest in green sits cross-legged peacefully. A cloud of three-flowered flowers sprouted above the head, gradually infecting the surroundings. The hazy clouds made this place become a realm beyond the transcendent Amitabha Buddha Dharma.
Shen Lian closed his eyes, and an illusory river began to appear deep in his heart.
His mind traces back along the river, witnessing the past.
This is of course not a true look back into the past. After all, since he had cut off the past thousands of years ago, no one has the ability to break through that blockade, not even him now.
What's more, even if they break through the blockade, they still have to face the supreme disaster that Shen Lian will bear alone.
The river of time in Tao's heart is the product of dreams, relying on the past but not the past. It is the ultimate expression of the Great Dream Heart Sutra.
Shen Lian planned to take a good look at the Bodhi Patriarch here and search for clues about the Bodhi tree.
Suddenly the picture changed, the sky was as bright as water, and the sea waves were green.
Under the moonlit night, the only two Taoists facing each other were Shen Lian and Yanxu.
Looking back on the past, Shen Lian saw this scene again and had countless emotions in his heart. This was a moment that decided history. Unfortunately, no one could understand its profound significance at that time. It’s just that the ending has already been determined and cannot be changed.
As the space-time tunnel opened, Shen Lian and Yanxu entered Lingtai Fangcun Mountain without distinction.
The shocking waterfall rushing out of the canyon and the majestic mountain, every bit of it, appeared in Shen Lian's eyes again, and they all seemed extremely mysterious, which he could not appreciate at that time.
It was just that Yanxu could hide in the mountains at that time, but now it was difficult to hide it in Shen Lian's eyes. In this illusory past, Shen Lian still has the perspective of Hunyuan Wuji.
But he did not control his past body and still followed the original development of things. In the end, Shen Lian once again followed Yanxu's calculation and was trapped in a demonic barrier.
He thought that he would be able to meet Patriarch Bodhi in a while.
But after a long, long time, there was a sudden explosion in the past, and everything disappeared. Where could I see Patriarch Bodhi as before
Shen Lian woke up from his dream, coughed violently, and vomited blood. The perfect and infinite expression has also dimmed a lot.
After all, he was still oppressed by Amitabha's legal will, and he forced himself to spy on another Taoist master, and finally suffered a loss.
The Tao Master's incredible ability was reflected at this time, and he was able to erase the traces in his heart. This was another new gain, which made him deepen his understanding of the Tao Master.
Shen Lian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve robe. A few mouthfuls of blood were worth it in exchange for this kind of experience.
After only a few breaths, he was completely satisfied and once again manifested all the past events in his Tao Heart. He still did not believe that the Tao Master could completely erase the traces.
Because covering one clue will inevitably leave another clue. If you peel off the cocoon, you can always get a glimpse of the truth.
Even if he can't see the truth of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain in the end, he can still grasp a little more of the Bodhi Patriarch's dharma, which will also be useful for him to search for traces of the Bodhi tree in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.
Shen Lian was contented and kept trying under the Longhua tree where Maitreya became enlightened. No one from the Buddhist sect came to stop him.
Maitreya, who had disappeared without a trace, did not appear at this time, which was really strange.
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Above the Nantian Gate, the Tai Chi Diagram has turned into a golden bridge, spanning the void, and even the surging Milky Way flows under the golden bridge.
Yang Jian was dressed in Shuiyun clothes and Wuyou shoes, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword by the Tianhe River, looking calmly into the depths of the Tianhe River, which was the entrance to Qingshuitian. The girl-like Qingshui Daojun, like An Zhidinglan, gloomy and fragrant, did not look at Yang Jian, but had no intention of coming out.
Yang Jian, the world-famous Qingyuan Miao Dao Master, was actually sweating in his heart at this time. Even though his injuries from the last fight for the gate of heaven had recovered, he once again faced the Qingshui Dao Master who had sent him into reincarnation for ten thousand years. , there is still a shadow.
It's just that he had to guard the heaven to make time for Uncle Xuandu and Master Yuding, and prevent Shen Tianjun from finding the bodhi tree.
The gate to heaven is still an external object, and if Shen Tianjun obtains it, it will not change his essence. If Shen Tianjun obtains a Buddha-like enlightenment from under the bodhi tree, Shen Tianjun may become a great trend and surpass Xuan Tianjun. They all worked together with Ksitigarbha and gained a chance to win in the final decisive battle.
The damn thing is that at this point, Buddhism will not be too careful and fight to the death with Shen Tianjun.
Of course, those ancient beings might not have the courage to face Shen Tianjun if they didn't have the most precious treasure to protect them. Recalling Shen Lian's invincible grace when fighting for the gate of heaven, Yang Jian still has lingering fears.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of that monkey. What did it understand at the beginning, and it was so comfortable that it walked away. He had a hunch in his heart that the monkey might have surpassed him, enough to make Shen Lian afraid.
Only when you have reached the pinnacle of practice today will you understand how difficult every step forward will be. Even if you have to put in all the hardships of previous practice, you will be satisfied if you can take one step forward.
Therefore, Yang Jian was more or less envious of the monkey, but also secretly sad.
The only good thing now is that Lord Qingshui seems to have no intention of taking action against Shen Lian.
While I was thinking about it, the long sound of the bell shocked the nine heavens and ten earth.
A white cloud came leisurely and reached outside the Golden Bridge. On it stood a young man in white with a bell hanging on his waist, from which the sound of the bell came.
That was the sound of the gate to heaven, and Yang Jian would never forget it for the rest of his life.
The power of the bells actually made the Golden Bridge shake.
Xuandu was dressed in Minghuang Emperor's clothes, his Tao Qi was flowing, and he stood on the golden bridge, looking at the young man in white with cold eyes.
That kind of look is enough to turn any immortal into ashes.
The young man in white also lowered his eyes slightly, as if to avoid the sharpness of Xuandu's eyes.
Taoist Jade Cauldron did not show up, but the pressure from Pangu Banner was overwhelming, and he could use the power of thunder to destroy this incomprehensible blocker at any time.
"Qing Emperor, you dare to stop me, how dare you stop me." Xuandu's voice was high and indifferent. He stood on the golden bridge and looked down at Ye Liuyun, like the eternal supreme being, the incarnation of the great road.
There was no trace of fear on Ye Liuyun's handsome face, and he smiled gently: "There is probably nothing in this world that I dare not do."
His voice was steady, without any excitement, but there was a kind of confidence that Xuandu couldn't ignore. It was not only the confidence that Heaven's Gate brought to Qing Emperor, but also the characteristics of Qing Emperor himself.
This eternally famous Heavenly Emperor-level figure does have a quality that is hard to ignore.
But the reason why Xuandu resisted his desire to take action was not just here.
He looked to the east, and saw a bright moon rising slowly, with an osmanthus tree in it, Chang'e, and more importantly, a young man pulling a bow and aiming at him.
The young man's appearance looked ordinary, but when he held the bow, he looked extremely arrogant and arrogant.
In heaven and on earth, this bow has no faults.