The center of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in the West is a treasured Buddhist temple, lit up with lights, and surrounded by colorful halos.
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp came here and bowed his hands to the treasure temple.
Here is the place where Amitabha Buddha, the lord of the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss and one of the second patriarchs of Buddhism, lived.
Regarding the entreaties of the ancient Buddha on the lamp, there was no sound from the temple, only a twelve-petal blue lotus platform flew out and landed in front of the ancient Buddha on the lamp.
"My Buddha is merciful." The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp thanked him and climbed onto the twelve-petalled green lotus.
Liantai immediately took him out of the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, landed in the endless void outside the territory, and then began to rise again, as if going to another "higher" place than the endless void outside the territory.
The ancient Buddha sitting on the 12-petal green lotus is silent and his mind is flying.
At the time of the Great Destruction, he had walked the same "road" to the same destination, but this time, what he had to do was different.
The cyan lotus platform carries the ancient Buddha "Gao Sheng" with the lamp, and gradually approaches a place.
The direction there is difficult to determine, and the trace is hard to find. It is like an illusory fairyland, which is beyond words.
"An old friend is visiting, I wonder if the Taoist friend of Xuandu is here?"
After a while, the eyes of the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp lit up, and the fairyland suddenly opened up in front of his eyes, and he had been taken in.
Among them, spiritual flowers and rare grasses are densely covered, and fairy birds and auspicious animals are everywhere.
Between the Zhilan Waterfall, stands an ordinary palace.
There is a plaque hanging on the gate of the palace, with the words "Doushi Palace" written on it. It seems ordinary, but it is full of Taoism, and the higher the cultivation level, the more profound it is.
A boy stood at the entrance of the hall and bowed to the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp: "The little master is in the side hall, please ask the ancient Buddha to go and talk."
"Okay." The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp nodded, got off the Qinglian lotus platform, and entered the palace with the Taoist child.
Arrived in a side hall, there was already someone sitting on the futon inside, it was Taiqing's great power, Master Xuandu.
The two sides have known each other as early as the ancient era and have often dealt with each other.
And there was a little bit of friction during the shattering of this era.
However, the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp seemed to have completely forgotten what happened during the Great Destruction, with a calm expression on his face, and said with a little nostalgia: "I haven't come to Tushita Palace for a long time, is Lao Jun safe? Is the Taoist friend of Xuandu safe?"
He took a futon with ease, placed it in front of Master Xuandu, and then sat down facing Master Xuandu.
Master Xuandu didn't mention much about the events of the year, and said lightly: "Of course, the Elder Master is fine, and the poor are useless, so we can just muddle along."
"Fellow Daoist of Xuandu is too humble." The ancient Buddha on the lamp said with a smile: "You are full of good fortune and profoundness, and there are thunders in the silent place. You can see the truth in the ordinary, and you have won the three flavors of the old master's true biography, and you have gone further than many people. Higher, what is owed is only a few chances."
In the perfect Buddha light above his head, a brocade box emerged.
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp took out the brocade box, put it on the ground, and pushed it to a place within the reach of Master Xuandu.
"It just so happens that I got something occasionally in the past few years, and it may help fellow Taoists."
Master Xuandu looked at the brocade box, moved his eyelids a little, reached out to pick up the brocade box, and opened it.
The precious light hit the face, reflecting the face of the Great Master Xuandu.
Master Xuandu's expression remained unchanged, but he remained silent for a while.
After a while, he took a brass bell and rang it gently.
Immediately, a Taoist boy came into the side hall: "What is the order of the little master?"
"If you don't have an order from the Elder Master, you can go and fetch the treasure stored in the Fifth Pavilion here." Master Xuandu said.
Daotong stepped back in response, and Master Xuandu closed the brocade box and put it on the ground in front of him again, without looking at it any more.
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp smiled and did not take back the brocade box.
The hall fell silent for a moment.
After a while, Dao Tong came back with a wooden box and brought it to Master Xuandu: "My lord has no orders."
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp smiled: "Thank you Laojun, thank you Taoist friend Xuandu."
Master Xuandu took the wooden box and handed it to the ancient Buddha on the lamp: "I don't want to thank fellow Taoist Ran Deng."
"Then, I'll take my farewell here, and don't bother Xuandu Taoist friends to send it away." The ancient Buddha on the burning lamp smiled unabated, put away the wooden box, left the brocade box, got up and left.
As he was about to leave the Tushita Palace, the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp suddenly slowed down, and asked, "Dare to ask fellow Taoists of Xuandu, is the person who went to Yuxu Palace a fellow Taoist Houtu?"
Master Xuandu calmly replied: "Not bad."
"Then, the ancient Zhuxian sword thrown out by fellow Taoist and attracting our attention, is it her own, or does it also come from the Tushita Palace?" The ancient Buddha on the lamp asked softly: "I wonder if you can tell me?"
Master Xuandu said: "From this palace."
The ancient Buddha who burned the lamp was thoughtful, didn't ask any more questions, and left. After leaving the Tushita Palace, he boarded the twelve-petalled green lotus again and left here.
After the ancient Buddha who burned the lamp left, in the side hall, Master Xuandu quietly looked at the brocade box on the ground.
On the futon opposite him, there was one more person, but it was a woman with a graceful and luxurious temperament, a gentle and heavy dress.
During the change of the image of the woman in Chinese clothes, her appearance has changed.
Wearing a cloud crown with a fan, a hydration suit, a silk sash around the waist, and hemp shoes on the feet, it is Yang Jian and Yang Erlang.
"Have you met Lu Ya? How did it turn out?" asked the Great Master Xuandu.
Yang Jian replied: "He's tempted, it should work."
Master Xuandu nodded: "He needs the little fire demon in the Yuxu glazed lamp, and he can use the demon of Binghuo to complete his plan, and it can be done in one step. Besides, he can't even keep the zither. Guaranteed to be safe, after all, he cannot be sure that the body of this generation of Binghuo demons is in Chenshan Xinghai."
"Being a demon in the ancient times, becoming a Taoist in the ancient times, becoming a Buddha in the middle ages, and becoming a demon in the present, and even transforming into the four ways, he will be complete. I just don't know what his last opportunity is." Yang Jian turned his gaze to the brocade box on the ground: " But with this treasure, Master Xuandu, you are not slower than him?"
After many years in Tushita Palace, Yang Jian gradually got to know this uncle in front of him who had always kept a low profile and kept a low profile.
As the ancient Buddha said, good fighters have no great achievements, and the master of Xuandu sees the truth in the plain, which is quite a true biography of the old gentleman.
Maybe fighting with others is not as good as Emperor Ziwei, and even inferior to the Great Sage Equaling Heaven and others, but from a certain point of view, it is even more difficult for Master Xuandu to practice Taoism.
"It's too early to say." Master Xuandu also looked at the brocade box on the ground: "Lighting lamps is earlier than us. As early as the intersection of ancient times and middle ages, the lights were combined from Yuxu Palace and Bajing Palace. Get ready, but haven't waited until now to be caught up by us? How do you know that we won't follow in his footsteps, and we will waste our time."
"I don't know what to exchange for the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp from Tushita Palace?" Yang Jian asked.
Master Xuandu said slowly: "He will exchange for a relic left by Buddha Shakya Tathagata in the past."