The Tiger Clan and the Fox Clan in the North are only separated by a mountain, and the relationship between the two clans is really good. Most of the tiger monsters are ferocious and mighty, and their skills are extremely strong, but overall they lack agility, and the fox monsters can make up for these. , the two ethnic groups are interdependent and open to the outside world.
The investment in the Ninth Princess of Daxia was decided together by these two clans. Of course, the fox demon clan was not the only one in the North, but these two clans were the most powerful.
Humans are the leaders of all spirits, while the royal family is like a dragon or a phoenix among people. Killing calamities are facing the world, and humans, as the leaders of all spirits, are the first to bear the brunt.
Nowadays, both the emperor and the nine princes and princesses are blessed with great luck. Normally, in a killing calamity, none of these people would be able to escape, but none of them would die so easily.
This killing calamity is sweeping the world. If they don't invest and take a chance, they may be shattered by the aftermath of the killing calamity. After all, there are many monks and Taoists in this world who hate the demon clan extremely.
The Fox and Tiger clans thought for a long time and reached a consensus that Gou could not survive, so they made a plan to invest in a royal family member.
And they had no choice, because only Xia Xiaosu was kind and only Xia Xiaosu ran to Leiyin Temple every now and then. They observed her for a long time and then chose her.
Other princes and princesses may be stronger and more ambitious, but if you join them, you may become someone else's tiger-skin mat or fox-fur scarf the next day...
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At this time, Huixin and Xia Ji were walking on the mountain road.
On both sides of the road, the trees were withered and desolate.
Xia Ji could vaguely feel a sense of prying eyes. Without the cover of trees, he could easily see the goblins patrolling around with just a slight movement of his eyes.
Xia Ji asked casually: "Is there an invasion from a foreign enemy?"
"Not counting foreign enemies," Hui Xin replied, "they are the Black Fox King and the Red Mountain Lord. They are considered traitors to the fox and tiger tribes, but there are also many fairies who support them and follow them.
Speaking of which, the Black Fox King and Chishan Lord were not like this originally. It was just that they were hurt too deeply by some monks, so they had a deep hatred for humans, so they firmly did not agree to live in peace with humans.
It is said that they often seduce humans outside temples. The Black Fox King seduce lustful people or monks with evil intentions. The Chishan Lord devours humans to create ghosts. The ghosts then send people to their deaths through dreams and other means. A considerable force has been formed,
Now that the killing calamity is about to start, they will come back and persuade us to merge together to resist the killing calamity, and then gather the eighty-one demons in the North to do something big.
A few days ago, the Black Fox King sent an envoy to invite me, but I asked the Black Fox King to come back and said that the envoy wanted to use violence with me, but I beat him away. "
It seems that conflicts are everywhere. There are internal and external strife among all clans, but Xia Ji doesn't care about it. After all, this is the Fox clan's own business. He is pressed for time now, and if he cares about it, it will be an extra step.
One person and one fox came to the Tiger Clan, but the leader of the Tiger Clan was not in the clan.
Huixin didn't panic and said directly: "Your Highness, I know where Wang Shanjun is..."
"king?"
"Well, most of the surnames of our fox clan are Hu, while those of the tiger clan are surnamed Wang. Please come with me, Your Highness."
The two walked quickly along the mountain road for a long time, and then they arrived in front of a temple. The temple was impressive, and there were incense inside. A winding mountain road led to the north, and they could vaguely see a mountain village in the distance.
As we got closer, the sound of prayers came from the temple, and some men, women and children dressed as villagers were lining up consciously, carrying baskets of melons and fruits and holding Buddhist incense.
The call to prayer came from a man dressed as a scholar at the front.
The scholar is worshiping Buddha.
The left hand of the Buddha statue is stretched down, the right hand is facing the sky, and the palm is facing outward. It is a wish seal, which means that the wishes of all living beings can be realized.
Men and women dressed as villagers were praying to the Buddha statue devoutly, chanting "Pray to the mountain god" in their mouths.
But Xia Ji could tell at a glance what kind of Buddha statue it was sitting in the Buddhist niche. It was clearly a tiger.
He turned his eyes again and looked at the two boys standing next to the Buddha statue. They turned out to be two stainless steel machetes.
It is already weird that the mountain god is a Buddha statue, but when it comes to this, the weirdness is simply intense to the extreme.
After waiting for a while, the villagers dispersed after paying their respects.
The Buddha statue was still standing still. Huixin stepped forward and said, "Wang Shanjun, the real Buddha is here, how dare you, a fake Buddha, sit on the shrine?"
The Buddha statue suddenly began to transform, exploding into a cloud of black smoke, and then a two-foot-long tiger appeared. This was simply a giant thing.
The tiger exploded again and turned into an extremely tough monk. He was more than two meters tall, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, his right hand was smeared with a shiny bald head, and he shouted: "Where is the real Buddha? Where is the real Buddha?" where?"
Then he fixed his eyes on Xia Ji, moved a little, and then identified it. He laughed and said in a strange accent: "It turns out to be His Highness the Seventh Highness. I have admired you for a long time, Amitabha. The old tree demon has told me and you about your appearance. You are wise. Your Highness is here to read a book, I have no objection."
As he said that, he happily took out a key from his arms and threw it at the beautiful nun, "You can open the door with your highness. I'm not done yet."
Xia Ji asked curiously: "Is the tiger really a mountain god here?"
Huixin was obviously very familiar with the leader of the Tiger Clan, so he said: "He has been pretending to be a mountain god here for nearly twenty years, and he is actually somewhat famous in the surrounding mountain villages. But he can do anything that the villagers come to pray for." He did it, fighting bandits, delivering strange medicines, building wooden bridges, even when a woman was infertile, he could find a way to collect medicinal herbs and send them over."
Xia Ji listened for a while and realized that it was no longer nonsense. This tiger demon was really dedicated to doing good, and looking at the monk he transformed into, although he was a bit silly, the look in his eyes was very pure. The tiger demon did not eat people, but helped them. For fun, it is also interesting.
He raised his left hand and made a one-handed salute.
Wang Shanjun laughed and said: "Amitabha, I have never seen Huixin lead a human being so actively. He usually ignores me. It seems that His Highness is really capable. I am in trouble tonight. I wonder if you can come and find me." Your Highness, please give me instructions?"
Xia Ji nodded.
Wang Shanjun was overjoyed, "See you that evening! Amitabha!"
Now that she had obtained another key, the beautiful nun took Xia Ji to the place where the books were kept.
On Bixiao Peak, the stone door of the cave that serves as the library cabinet is extremely thick.
After Huixin inserted the two keys, the stone door moved to one side and opened.
The beautiful nun walked in first, flicking her fingers, and the wall lamps and candles lit up one by one, like two red threads, quickly bypassing things and casting the firelight on a large bookshelf in the center.
Huixin said: "Your Highness, you can read it here. Every morning and evening, I will ask Xiao Xi to bring meals here."
Xia Ji smiled and nodded. He only felt that this trip was extremely smooth. There was not a single obstacle that he had imagined before. Looking at the words, deeds, and spirit of the fox and tiger clan in the North, they were really kind, so , he said: "Thank you."
After hearing this, Huixin hurriedly responded, "Your Highness, please don't say that."
Then she clasped her hands together as if worshiping gods and Buddhas, and then slowly retreated, leaving Xia Ji alone.
Xia Ji walked into it.
I saw many books placed on the bookshelf, and each volume exuded an ancient atmosphere.
His eyes immediately fell on the two ancient books, and even his calm heart couldn't help but jump.
One volume is "The Tusita Sutra of Contemplating the Ascension of Maitreya Bodhisattva".
The other volume is "In the past, all directions were clear, causes and conditions were not seen, Ignorance Sutra".
Obviously, one volume is Maitreya and the other volume is Lantern.
He took a deep breath, stood in front of the bookshelf, took out the scriptures and read them carefully.
As he recited it, he understood more and more clearly the meaning of the past, present, and future.
The past has been determined and cannot be changed, so it becomes a great light that can destroy all illusions, ignorance and delusions. This is called destroying thoughts.
Now I am doing the right thing, and I am in the presence of all the beings in heaven and earth, so I am in communion with heaven and earth, with people, and even with all beings. This is to let all sentient beings in heaven and earth understand my intention, and it is to have communion.
The future is unknown, so it is all-encompassing and accommodates everything for the sake of accommodation.
When the three elements are combined into one, it is a great realization, which can integrate the skills and leave a spiritual imprint.
Three hours later, the reading of the book was completed.
A golden [Past Deng Deng Zen] and a golden [Future Maitreya Zen] emerged in his soul.