Qianyuan Mountain Golden Light Cave, Taiyi Cave Mansion.
At this moment, layers of immortal light are surrounded, from the mountain protection formation to the cave protection formation, to the heaven-shrouding formation hidden in the secret room, all of them have been opened.
Daoist Taiyi poked his head out from time to time to take a look at the strange shape of the sky.
It looked like Dao Ancestor would appear directly behind them if they didn't pay attention.
"It doesn't make sense."
Master Yuding said in a low voice, looked down at Nezha who had fallen asleep in front of him, and put a finger on Nezha's forehead.
Yu Ding saw it, and the broken images that emerged in Nezha's heart were all about the situation when little Nezha got along with the senior family member 'Wang Chang'an' when he was in Chentangguan.
Wang Changan is naturally the vest that Li Changshou used back then.
Why can Nezha think of these
The memories of all living beings modified by Taoist ancestors with the power of the origin of heaven and earth can only be resisted by Qi practitioners who have reached a certain level and rely on their own avenues.
Or like Daoist Yuding helping Taiyi and Duobao helping Huo Ling, join forces to resist.
Considering that Nezha and Yang Jian were gods in the Heavenly Court, Master Yuding did not protect these two disciples at that time, allowing them to be modified by Taoist ancestors about Li Changshou.
Nezha forgot the existence of Uncle Chang'an, and Li Jing filled the gap;
Yang Jian also forgot Taibai Jinxing's real heel, and there are many shadows of Taibai Jinxing in his memory, but his cognition has become - that is just the Jade Emperor's messenger, and the Jade Emperor is arranging all this.
But hundreds of years have passed, and Nezha broke the memory of Taoist ancestor's seal...
Master Yu Ding inspected it carefully, and said, "This is really unreasonable."
"No, it makes sense."
Master Taiyi stood aside with his hands behind his back, and said leisurely.
"Why?"
"Just say what you want," Master Taiyi sneered, "It's okay, just slap."
Jade Ding: ...
"I'm wondering if this could be some kind of calculation."
Yu Ding sighed, walked back to the futon beside him, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.
Daoist Taiyi leaned over to his precious apprentice, followed suit, pointed his finger at Nezha's forehead, and examined it carefully.
The real person thought about it carefully, and said:
"Actually, it makes sense.
In Nezha's life, the person closest to him is his Uncle Chang'an. It can also be said that Uncle Chang'an has the deepest influence on him.
However, from this point of view, the blue ripple is not to reduce the memory of the creature, but to seal this impression.
Perhaps, a way can be found to restore his complete memory of 'Uncle Chang'an'. "
True person Yuding said:
"I'm afraid it's another calculation, Daozu wants to oppose the teaching and heaven, and break the teacher's eternal invincibility, so as to attack the teacher.
Now in the world, Zhunti died, the third uncle was imprisoned somewhere, the uncle was sealed in the Zixiao Palace, the Virgin Mother was already restrained by the heavens, and the leading saint lost power a few days ago, and has already retreated to the prehistoric world stage.
Only our teacher is safe and sound now. "
Yang Jian said: "Master, this disciple feels that there shouldn't be such calculations."
Master Taiyi sighed with a smile: "Why, do you think that the one in the sky exists, and you are afraid of losing face for it
Cough... so what if Nezha can restore his memory about Uncle Chang'an.
After all, this world is already like this, the Great Sage has left the scene, and the Heavenly Court has risen; in fact, your Uncle Chang'an just disagrees with your ancestors, and this situation is their consensus.
Since it is already like this, why change again. "
Master Yuding glanced at Taiyi, and Taiyi winked at Yuding.
Play it safe for the Heavenly Dao, if the Daoist Ancestor is watching this place, there will be a better chance of survival.
The way of survival in the wild.
"Then how to deal with it?"
Yu Ding asked: "Should I let Nezha remember it, or to be on the safe side, seal this part of the memory again?"
"Seal it," Taiyi Daoist had a bit of unbearable eyes, and quickly made up his mind, "It can only be sealed."
Yu Ding got up and walked to Nezha's side, tapped Nezha's forehead a few times, and gently drove away the phantom that appeared on Nezha's Lingtai.
Master Taiyi was hesitant to speak, his gaze was a bit complicated.
Yang Jian was a little disappointed.
"Master, uncle, and disciple feel that this memory is extremely important to us.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, with the pattern of heaven and earth, or with the disputes between great religions. At the very least, we should know what happened and what kind of disputes there were.
Right and wrong, right and wrong, there should always be an explanation. "
"What's the use of knowing this? What's the use of talking about it?"
Taiyi shook his head and said seriously: "It doesn't change anything, it just increases trouble."
With clear eyes and a calm expression, Yang Jian said again:
"But if you don't even know the true face of this world, how can you say that you are doing justice for the sky, and how can you be a fairy god in the heaven."
Master Yuding stared at his beloved disciple, and said in a gentle voice, "Alright, let me tell you something as a teacher."
Taiyi smiled and said, "I'll go add a few layers of formations."
"Come here poor."
Yuding said indifferently, circles of colorful light waves swayed from his forehead, wrapping the entire cave in light.
The sleeping Nezha smacked his lips, destined not to hear these words.
True person Yuding said:
"Yang Jian, you are much more stable than Nezha, if I tell you these things, you should not lose control.
What do you want to know
Your life experience is deeply related to Nezha's "Uncle Chang'an", and your parents are both his registered disciples.
The reason why your profound art is so powerful is also because 'Uncle Chang'an' has given you many benefits.
In your current memory, there should be a large part that has not been modified. The one who gave you the profound blood, led you to the heaven, and Lingshan was ordered to protect you is Taibai Jinxing, but it is not the Jade Emperor's will.
When he was in heaven, the Jade Emperor mostly listened to him.
During the years when 'Uncle Chang'an' was in charge of the theocracy of heaven, you, Nezha, and even the three Taoist religions were all arranged by him out of breath.
The person I admire most as a teacher is Uncle Chang'an.
It was him who made the variables in you fade away, and gave you the opportunity to exceed your original upper limit. "
Yu Ding sorted out his thoughts and continued:
"Actually, the saint killers are not Zhao Gongming and his wife, but the saint killers are Zhao Gongming and your Uncle Chang'an.
And that killing of saints fundamentally changed Hong Huang's fate, so that the later Dao ancestor had to tear off the hypocritical face he had pretended before, and directly sent down the punishment of heaven to destroy the Jiejiao, and pushed for the conferred gods.
The scene was quite ironic.
Daozu kept saying in ancient times that Zixiao Palace did not appear in the world, but in the end he still couldn't help showing his hideous face.
This actually shows that 'Uncle Chang'an' has almost done what he has to do, making Taoist ancestors disregarding his dignity and directly attacking to break the rhythm of his actions. "
Master Taiyi whispered a little guilty:
"Junior brother, addressing Daozu directly like this... is it okay?"
The real Yuding said: "The poor way cultivates the heart, which is a place that the way of heaven can't touch. The way of heaven can deduce the three thousand ways, but it can't deduce the hearts of all living beings.
Even mortals are whimsical, and can also construct a world of eccentricity.
No matter how much calculation power the Heavenly Dao has, it is also unable to calculate what all living beings think in their hearts. He can only forcibly give thoughts and erase them, that's all. "
Taiyi and Yang Jian nodded at the same time.
At this moment, there seemed to be no generational gap between them.
They sat in the golden light cave of Qianyuan Mountain and listened to the story of "Uncle Chang'an" told by real person Yuding.
…
"Um-"
Lingshan, the Hall of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
The lord of Buddhism sat quietly on the throne, the tens of feet high golden body exuded a gentle light, and against the sound of wooden fish and chanting sutras, it looked extraordinarily solemn.
And in the center of the golden body, similar to the mustard seed universe, there is a small house.
Daoist Duobao is sitting in the pile of treasures at this moment, calculating how much spiritual treasure he spent in casting this big golden body, and thinking about how to lead Buddhism to prosperity in the future.
They come, the security.
Although he has been the leader for some years, he has arranged the Lingshan in an orderly manner, and the reputation of the Buddha is getting louder and louder in the world.
But all in all, it's still somewhat uncomfortable.
Duobao didn't know whether it was the uncle's mana or the power of heaven that was always affecting his Dao Xin, making him almost extinction of emotion and nature at times, leaving only his Dao nature.
It should be the power of heaven.
To put it bluntly, Duobao is actually just a "Lingbao man". If someone else sits in this position, the effect may be worse, but it is not irreplaceable.
Duobao smiled wryly, drew a 'Shui Ning Xianlan Mirror', and looked at himself in the mirror.
Baoxiang is dignified, with curly hair, a fat body, and enlarged earlobes.
"Oh," Duobao sighed.
It's really not as chic as it used to be.
I don't know what the master's situation is now, and whether the surviving brothers and sisters suffered a disaster in the three thousand worlds.
He will cooperate and agree to come to the West to teach and seize power. In fact, it was Laojun's promise that he would take care of Huo Ling and the others...
Over the years, Duobao has been thinking that if he can have half of Chang Geng's strategy and half of his understanding of Dao, maybe he can have one more saint killer instead of the "stealing family" taught by the West.
boring.
Now that he is here, the dharma body cannot be moved, and the main body cannot be moved. It is like a facade of Buddhism, and it can be regarded as the pillar of Buddhism today.
Now that the sage is not out, and the Renjiao Senior Brother Xuandu and Junior Brother Chang Geng have left the world, Duobao is indeed one of the strongest masters, and his strength is still higher than those old masters.
It is indeed a good arrangement to have him guarding the Buddhist temple.
In the final analysis, Daozu didn't pay attention to him as an anti-heaven at all.
'Oh, Chang Geng. '
Duobao sighed softly, and was just about to sleep for a while, when he saw two figures coming hand in hand from outside the hall.
It is Manjusri and Cihang who are the two 'junior younger brothers and younger sisters'.
Now, they are Bodhisattva masters in charge of educational affairs, and they are also celebrities who are gradually becoming famous in the prehistoric world.
Duobao cheered up and raised his Dharma body. The golden body tens of feet high was shining brightly, and his eyes were slowly half-opened.
Manjusri and Cihang entered the hall, slightly disturbing the frequency of the monks knocking on the wooden fish.
Manjusri bowed his head and saluted: "I pay homage to the Buddha."
Duobao said slowly, "What's the matter?"
"Buddha," Manjusri said, "now there are many monasteries in Wubuzhou, and Xiniu Hezhou is full of temples, and there are countless creatures who have worshiped under my Buddhist gate.
Today, Buddhist precepts are inherited from Western religions. Although there are additions, they are already quite insufficient.
We drew up the regulations for the new Buddhist precepts, and asked the Buddha to read them. "
After speaking, Manjusri slowly pushed a scroll towards Duobao, and it landed in the palm of Dharmakaya.
Taoist Duobao took a few glances and felt that although there are many precepts, they are not a bad thing; if they can restrain Buddhist disciples, there will be less turmoil in the world in the future.
He said: "Promote it according to the Dashi's method."
Manjusri smiled and said, "Follow the Buddha's decree."
Cihang said again: "Buddha, although there are many Buddhist temples in Nanbuzhou today, these temples cannot enter the prosperous place in Nanzhou, and Buddhism is often spread among ordinary people, so it is often biased and inaccurate.
It is better to choose one or two eminent monks to spread Mahayana Buddhism in Nanzhou, so as to protect the teaching movement and save all sentient beings. "
"This matter is quite good," Duo Bao said warmly, "then Master Guanyin will be in charge."
Cihang hesitated to speak immediately.
Whoever asks the question will solve it
This is done by the shopkeeper.
Duobao also felt a little embarrassed, a little stream of light condensed from the palm of the dharma body, turned into a few emerald green branches, and fell into the jade bottle held in Cihang's palm.
Acquired spiritual roots, willow branches.
After giving some benefits, and then arranging the officers, it is somewhat emboldened.
Cihang didn't want to say much, so he saluted and accepted orders, and suddenly remembered the matter of receiving and leading the sage's voice before, and said:
"Buddha, why don't you give the poor monk one or two helpers."
Duobao asked, "What kind of helper would you like to use?"
"Recently, it has been widely rumored in Lingshan that there are precious lights shining in the golden lotus pool from time to time..."
Before Cihang finished speaking, a golden light flew out from between the eyebrows of the Buddha statue, and the dharma body instantly turned into a size of ten feet, sitting on the golden lotus platform, and appeared in front of Cihang.
A wave of majesty swayed away, and was then hidden by Duobao.
"Baoguang? And lead the way."
Cough, it's not because of some instinctive reaction.
Cihang and Manjusri looked at each other, and asked from left to right, leading the way to the treasured lotus pond at the back of Lingshan Mountain.
It is relatively close to the secluded place where the leading sage lives, so it is rarely populated on weekdays, and when the days are long, it will inevitably be a bit barren.
It is rare for Duobao to get out of the main hall, so he is very interested at this time.
Lingshan has undergone tremendous changes over the years, palaces have sprung up everywhere, the entire Lingshan has been completely remodeled, and even the mountain has swelled a bit.
Fearing Sun Buddha, who was in charge of this matter, wanted to build the entire Lingshan into a big temple, establish it as a place for Buddha to practice, and become a holy place in the hearts of thousands of Buddhist disciples.
Not long after, Duobao, Manjusri, and Cihang came to the side of the treasure pool. Duobao looked at it from afar, his nose moved, and he just smelled it...
I was fooled, there is no treasure.
"Is this here?"
"It's here."
Cihang flicked his fingers lightly, a little precious light circulated, and the treasure pool suddenly became transparent.
At the bottom of the pool, a golden cicada was being banned layer by layer, lying in a corner and fluttering its wings slightly.
Duobao recognized the golden cicada's heel, which was the monstrous beast, the six-winged golden cicada, the golden cicada, who had been accepted as a saint's disciple.
Back then, he was almost killed by the bombing by Junior Brother Chang Gung, but was saved by the saints of the Western religion.
——Although Duobao did not show up, he witnessed this scene by the side of his master through the small window set up by the Four Swords of Jade Immortals.
Ci Hang said: "This golden cicada can be of great use."
Manjusri said: "Jin Chan has a violent temperament, cruel and bloodthirsty, there are many capable people in my Buddhist school, why use it."
Cihang seldom argues with others, but this time he said firmly: "Just reshape its spirit and soul."
Duobao saw something, and said slowly:
"Jin Chan is already dead, and now he is relying on his innate supernatural powers to support his life, why not reshape his soul with Buddhism and teach him carefully.
Since it is here, it has a predestined relationship with my Buddhism, and it can be used by Buddhism, and it can also prove that the sea of suffering is boundless and the truth is right. "
Manjusri pondered a few times: "What the Buddha said is very true."
However, Cihang accidentally glanced at Jieying Saint's residence, sighed softly in his heart, and continued to discuss how to deal with Jin Chan and how to make Jin Chan play a role in the follow-up.
Sometimes, out of kindness, she always does things that embarrass herself.
Soon, the three of them decided on Jin Chan's follow-up fate.
In fact, most of the time Cihang was talking, while Duobao and Manjusri were listening.
Cihang's plan is as follows:
First let Jin Chan heal his wounds, help Jin Chan recover his original nature, and reshape his body. This process will probably take hundreds of years.
After hundreds of years, let Jin Chan appear in Lingshan, and the Buddha accepts him as an apprentice, gives him a foothold, and then finds an excuse to send him into reincarnation and reincarnate in the prosperous place of Nanbuzhou.
From the east to the west, the golden cicada took the initiative to take the Mahayana Buddhism back to Nanfangbuzhou, so that it can spread the Dharma in the place where the luck of the human race gathers.
After the matter was settled, Duobao looked at Cihang a few times, and asked with a smile:
"Master, do these words come from the Buddha of all ages or from the way of heaven?"
Cihang was stunned for a moment, and replied with a smile: "Is it different?"
Duobao smiled and said: "Indeed, it's almost the same, then proceed like this, and the Dashi will take care of the whole process."
"yes."
Cihang agreed, with no hint of joy or anger on his expression, but he couldn't help sighing a few times in his heart.
This Jin Chanzi's future fate was arranged in this way.
It has no right to know anything.
At the same time, in the northwest of Nanfangbuzhou, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.
Li Changshou felt something in his heart, and he pinched his fingers carefully to calculate, but couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
Will the golden cicada be born in three hundred years? "The Learner" has already been arranged
Um
Isn't that the moment when the monkey returns from his studies and interacts frantically with the Heavenly Court
That's right, it seems that Jin Chanzi does not only reincarnate once, but has to go through nine times and ten times in reincarnation.
Golden Chanzi...
Li Changshou continued to meditate on the surface, but began to ponder in secret.
I don't know if the rumors about Jin Chanzi that I spread a long time ago are still effective.