high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 259 The Six Divine Changes of the Buddhist School——Leaving All the Way

Thousands of waves piled on top of each other, in the vast sea, following Wang Qiuyi's joyful shout, Lord Qingli, who sat down and faintly revealed the appearance of a heavenly dragon, also gave a long groan, helplessly cheering up.

The scales shook together, and within a short while, the big jiao pierced through the void for thousands of miles, like lightning.

The ferocity swept across three thousand feet, and the sea of ​​abyss parted under Qingli Jun's claws, revealing a bottomless pitch-black abyss.

In the distance, one can see the green light as vigorous as a dragon, shining brightly, accompanied by endless clouds and wind and thunder, like a huge moving natural disaster.

The wind and rain are dark, and the thunder and light echo.

After half a stick of incense.

Wang Qiuyi, who had lazily closed his eyes, suddenly opened them. He sighed, straightened his clothes, and suddenly looked serious.

"arrive……"

At this moment, Guanghui on the dragon's horn also recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, and then spoke in a deep voice.

Overcast clouds shrouded it like a sky collapse, and electric snakes flew out from time to time in the thick clouds as deep as ink, bringing rumbling thunder.

The cloud follows the dragon and the wind follows the tiger.

Although Lord Qingli was born in Qingjiao, he can be regarded as the oldest immortal on Luzhou. His bloodline of Jiaolong has been gradually purified into the blood of Tianlong for tens of thousands of years.

The pair of supremely majestic dragon horns on the top of the head alone is the best proof.

Without hiding his breath, even if he didn't do it deliberately.

Where Lord Qingli passed by, there were also infinite wind and thunder, as a vision embellishment.

But at this moment...

A long cloud of celebration is slowly lifted from the bottom of the sea, upright, serious, rational, and far-reaching... All kinds of breaths sympathize with the sky and the earth, weaving together to form this cloud of celebration.

It seems to divide the principles of the world, and determine the laws and rites of the world, just like a ruler to measure the greatness.

The moment Qingyun appeared.

In an instant.

The wind stops and the rain disperses, and the thunder and electricity go out.

The thousands of miles of South China Sea frontier has returned to a peaceful and sunny scene without waves.

Among the Qingyun, there is a person sitting.

It was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old with star frost on his temples, and his eyes were covered with blue cloth.

He put his hands flat on his knees, his back was straight, and the lingering mist of Qingyun wrapped around the side of the young man, silk by thread.

This is an unmistakable young man with a warm and introverted demeanor, like jade and jade, generous and generous.

Looking at him, one can't feel hostility from the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't feel disgusted at all, but he feels kind and friendly.

Behind the young man in Qing Yunzhong, there were two more people standing.

A young man in a green shirt holding a guqin, a skinny, yellow-faced man who looks sickly.

The three of them were all dressed as Confucian scholars, with crowns and clothes, from top to bottom, they were all meticulous.

"Zixu."

Wang Qiuyi sighed, stepped out from Qingli Lord's huge mountain-like head, and said:

"I didn't expect that it was you who came to welcome me."

"Mr. Wang."

The young man named Zixu who was sitting in Qingyun smiled.

He got up from Qingyun, and saluted Wang Qiuyi earnestly:

"Long time no see, Mr. Wang."

"Zi Jin, Zi Kun."

Wang Qiuyi smiled, then nodded slightly to the young man in blue and the yellow-faced man behind Zixu.

The two did not dare to be negligent, and they also bent down to salute and responded seriously.

The invincible fairy in the human world——

Even if they are disciples of the sage Xuan Wenjun, they cannot be underestimated or neglected.

Wang Qiuyi, who has already come to an end on the road of immortality, has opened up a new path.

Although it is a new way, in the final analysis, it still fails to break through the inherent barriers of martial arts practice.

Waiting for Wang Qiuyi to break the shackles, a new choice will be added in the thousands of practices.

At that time, Wang Qiuyi was Dharma Venerable Dharma Patriarch.

Although the scenery is good, but right now, after all, it is only Xiao He who still shows her sharp corners, only a little bit of water surfaced.

No one can really predict what the situation will be like and what the outcome will be.

Even Wang Qiuyi herself didn't have a definite idea in her heart, and the prospect in the distance was still shrouded in mist.

Not only Wang Qiuyi...

Both the young man in green shirt and the yellow-faced man knew that several people had come together to fill the gap in the world this time.

Yan Xiu, Hei Tianzi, the master of Taiwei Mountain, Sun Yingtai, Chen Heng, Huo Xuan, Wang Qiuyi, Guanghui, Qingli Jun who was dug out from the grave...

These characters were either born in the Middle Ages and experienced the Daqi Kingdom where the golden crow was the totem, or they were just like Guanghui, a monk with dull complexion in the past hundred years.

In the human world, since the Jedi Tiantong, [-]% of the surviving heritage has been concentrated here.

Without exception, these characters have broken away from the scope of the human world, and are not objects that can be shackled by the sixth realm!

"What about Asura?"

Wang Qiuyi took a glance, and every inch of emptiness in the Wanzhang South China Sea was covered by his eyes:

"Why doesn't he come to meet me?"

"Senior brother three went out to visit friends." Zixu smiled slightly: "This time, Zijin, Zikun and I are here to welcome you gentlemen."

"Visiting friends?"

Wang Qiuyi was noncommittal, he narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"I see."

"Please."

Without further words, Zixu stretched out his hand slightly, and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Qiuyi and Guanghui.

"Please." Wang Qiuyi and Guanghui returned the salute.

"……Please……"

The big flood dragon, whose size filled the boundless sky, paused for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence from his throat.

Jiaolong's torso shook slightly, and in the majestic mist, he transformed into a handsome man in green robe and bamboo crown.

The man drooped his eyebrows, with a pair of dead fish eyes, he looked like he was about to die.

Self-proclaimed smiled, raised two fingers, and swiped lightly in front of him, cutting the void and breaking the two worlds.

With a burst of turning sky hanging.

Suddenly—

Above the South China Sea, there were no traces of a few people, only the slightly swaying void remained.

All kinds of strange beasts, oppressed by Lord Qingli's aura, came out of the sea and kowtowed in submission.

After a long time, after confirming that Lord Qingli had indeed disappeared, the huge beasts in the sea whimpered and sank slowly into the dark seabed again.

……

Gentle wind blowing, butterflies and bees flying around, a peaceful scene of spring and Jingming.

The three of Wang Qiuyi who were led into the cave stood upright and saw the scene in front of them.

Although the cave is attached to Luzhou, it is a small cave world independently created in the boundless void.

This Fangdongtian world was created by a sage. It is boundless and vast, and it is as large as [-]% of the continent. Countless beings live in it.

Zixu urged Qingyun and led Wang Qiuyi and the others forward.

In just half a moment of effort, he crossed large and small countries, crossed a long distance, and landed on a small island in the sea.

There is only one cabin on the island.

"saint?!"

The half-dead Lord Qing Li was shocked first, and then kept gnashing his teeth in secret.

I stayed in the Tongjiang River well, and I didn't hear anything outside the window, and I only wanted to refine the divine way talisman.

Who would have expected that under the direction of the sage, Wang Qiuyi worked so hard and traveled thousands of miles to smash the scene.

Now, the Shinto talisman is gone, and the demon kingdom on the ground is gone.

Even life, I don't know if it will be gone someday...

After thinking up to this point, Lord Qingli silently looked up to the sky and sighed, with his hands behind his back, he only felt that the world is suffering, nothing more than this.

"saint."

Wang Qiuyi took a step forward and said with a faint smile:

"Thank you, Saint, for a long time."

On the island, outside the cabin, there was a tall old man with a smile in his eyes, holding a letter in his hand.

The tall old man was gray-haired, wearing a black cloth crown on his head, and a dull jade ring around his waist. Even the straw sandals under his feet were half-worn.

Judging by his attire, he doesn't look like a human saint in the upper three realms, but more like an old teacher in a rural thatched cottage.

"teacher."

Qing Yun's self-proclaimed three who had dispersed long ago saluted respectfully, retreated behind Xuan Wenjun one after another, and stood with their hands down.

"It's good to come."

Xuan Wenjun put down the book in his hand and said:

"Someone has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Who?" Wang Qiuyi frowned upon hearing this.

"Master."

Xuan Wenjun turned back, faced the cabin, saluted respectfully, and said solemnly:

"Master, we have run out of people."

Master? !

Wang Qiuyi's expression was shocked, and his mind was shaken. He stared at the cabin and subconsciously wanted to take a few steps forward.

After Jedi Tiantong, the first saint in the world!

According to legend, martial arts practice originated from the hands of the master!

Such a person...

Wang Qiuyi narrowed her eyes slightly, and unconsciously clenched her hands tightly in her big sleeves.

How strong would such a character be?

"Master?!"

From behind, a voice of surprise and surprise suddenly burst out, making Wang Qiuyi, who was inexplicably emotional, couldn't help but look back.

Qingli Jun, who was weak at first, jumped up and shouted with joy in an instant.

"Master, Master, I, my little Jiao! Remember! Xiao Jiao has been your mount for 50 years, Master!"

Qingli Jun danced and vomited bitterly:

"Master, I just stayed in Qingli Palace, studying poetry and books every day, and never going out for half a step. I was trampled on my head by being so honest! Little Jiao is suffering!

Lai Fuzi Hong Fu, Xiaojiao finally got a piece of Shinto talisman, and is about to ponder over it, so as to dedicate it to your old man, who knows..."

The corners of Wang Qiuyi's mouth twitched, watching Qingli Jun burst into tears:

"Who knew, a group of vicious guests came here uninvited, and before Xiao Jiao could speak, they beat up Xiao Jiao so hard that I couldn't move for three days!"

Lord Qingli's voice was choked up: "Poor, sorry for my 43 daughters and 74 sons. There are a group of people in the palace, big and small. If I'm not in Tongjiang, they don't have a backbone, so they might be panicked. Master, Xiaojiao is suffering, you have to make the decision for me!"

At this point, Guanghui beside Qingli Jun turned his face away, and even the three of Zixu couldn't bear to look directly at them.

"Can I kill him?"

Wang Qiuyi said lightly to Xuan Wenjun:

"I have some regrets. I may have acted too lightly before."

The small wooden house was still silent, without the slightest sound coming out, Wang Qiuyi secretly turned Shura's eyes away, but no matter what, the small wooden house seemed to be enveloped in a layer of fog, and her sight could not be penetrated.

Finally, with a creak, there was the sound of moving the chair away first, and then there was another sound of heavy footsteps.

"Wang Qiuyi, Qingli... and Guanghui."

Inside the wooden door, an old voice sounded slowly:

"Come in and talk!"

……

……

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Seven treasures.

Gold, silver, glass, coral, amber, clam, agate.

In the middle of the night, the lights of Jingang Temple were still bright, and the sound of chanting sutras was heard far away through the fragrant mist.

Bai Shu was in the Seven Treasure Forest, with his hands behind his back, a sense of calm and joy spread from his body and radiated all around.

Qibao Forest, as the name suggests, is a forest decorated with real Qibao.

Tall trees and big trees are made of gold, silver, glass, coral and other seven treasures. They are gorgeous and rich, and they are extraordinarily dazzling in the night.

This forest is very vast, Bai Shu walked slowly for two or three sticks of incense, but still did not exhaust the border of the forest.

Purity, moistness, tranquility, brightness, and tranquility... These breaths emanate from the Seven Treasure Forest, making one feel peaceful.

Walking in it, Bai Shu even felt that the fireworks of the Miluo Lantern were a little more vigorous.

The primordial spirit has become clearer and lighter, and this forest of seven treasures is probably of great benefit to Zen practitioners.

"A man who is a Taoist is like an ox walking in deep mud with a heavy load. He is so tired that he dare not look left and right, but he can rest when he gets out of the mud."

Behind him, an old voice suddenly sounded.

When Bai Shu turned around, he saw the old monk with dark golden complexion, who was as holy as a great arhat, smiling.

"Sramanas should look at lust more than silt, and recite the Tao with a straight mind, so as to avoid suffering."

Bai Shu paused, and said.

"for what?"

"True desire."

"If it is said to see clearly, human nature is inherently pure. Because of delusions, it covers the true nature. Abandoning delusions, the nature is pure."

The abbot sighed, and when he retracted his hand, there was an old book with a big head and a yellowed cover.

Bai Shu took the book respectfully, feeling that it was heavy and weighty, before he could open it, the abbot suddenly asked:

"Do you know the six gods of my Buddhist school?"

"know."

Bai Shu hid the book in Niwan Palace and nodded.

Divine foot power, celestial eye power, other heart power, heavenly ear power, fate power, omission power...

These six supernatural powers are among the Tathagata Chan, possessing boundless great mana power and boundless great virtue!

In Jingang Temple, even before Leiyin Temple, there are only five fingers who have completed the transformation of the six gods, which can be said to be very rare and rare.

"Shenzutong needless to say, your father Guanghui, even after he cultivated Shenzutong, he can see the way to the upper three realms because of his Shenzutong."

The abbot simply sat cross-legged in the void, and spoke to Bai Shu:

"Tianyan can see all the pure lands. The abbot of Landa Temple, Cizai, has cultivated Tianyan. It is said that his eyes can see all kinds of images and have future vision. This person is your enemy. As for Tianear..."

The abbot thought for a moment, then said:

"Heavenly ears can hear the sounds of all worlds; his heart is clear, and he can distinguish the five aggregates and consciousness; his fate is clear, which is the ultimate calculation, and can exhaust all phenomena; as for the omissions..."

The abbot pointed at Baishu's body, and the pure light of Jingtian's body immediately filled him, and he was forced to come out.

"Beneficial leaks are the pinnacle of the body and soul, the unity of spirit and flesh, and the infinite body... My Buddhist school has a saying about the sea of ​​suffering, and I have always regarded the soul and flesh as a treasure raft to cross the sea. Boat!"

"The celestial human body obtained after the completion of the exercises..." Bai Shu hesitated and said, "Is it because all the omissions are clear?"

"Of course not." The abbot shook his head: "But if you prove that you are a heavenly human body, there is at least a [-]% chance that you will pass all the omissions!"

Bai Shu's expression tightened, and his breathing became short of breath.

leak through...

One of the six gods of Buddhism.

When Guanghui was in the five realms, he escaped the attack of the immortals with his magical powers, and he was unscathed.

Bai Shu forced herself to calm down and stop thinking about it.

In any case, it is a supreme Zen method to clear all omissions!

"Thirty percent chance..."

Bai Shu took a deep breath and asked the abbot for advice:

"How was this calculated?"

"I have a younger brother, Dharma name Zihong, who is also my direct younger brother. He became a monk together with me. When he built the Niwan Palace, he realized the fate of himself. Everyone regards Zihong as a great prosperity. It's a pity that the Buddha seed of King Kong Temple..."

The abbot looked pale:

"On a trip down the mountain, the monks of Landa Temple used great sacrifices to attack and kill the old monk's secular family members in the middle of the road. Even Zihong was smashed to pieces by Ci Zai himself."

"As for the [-]% possibility, it was deduced by Zihong himself."

The abbot was silent for a long time before continuing:

"It is difficult to prove the heaven and the human body. I have practiced before, but unfortunately I couldn't see the way forward, so I switched to "Tuojiaxiang", and I proved the golden body of Arhat... However, the progress of Qingqing's Dacheng has ruined half of the foundation of the Vajra Temple , piled up from generation to generation, but the way forward is also hopeless, and it is absolutely impossible for life."

Bai Shu froze for a moment, speechless for a while.

"In addition to the medicine pot of Ranqing, there is a senior in my Vajra Temple who practiced self-enlightenment and reached the state of great accomplishment of the pure heaven and human body. I will give you the book, which describes the senior's practice experience and enlightenment. .”

Bai Shu raised his head, and the abbot's body suddenly disintegrated, turning into a rain of light that filled the sky, obscuring layers of void.

"You can use and view everything in the King Kong Temple at any time."

The abbot's voice still echoed in his ears.

"Except for one place."

"I don't know where it is?" Bai Shu hurriedly leaned over to ask for advice.

"Aquarius Peak, this forbidden place, you must never go there out of curiosity!"

Bai Shu was confused, when he was about to ask again, the voice in his ears no longer echoed and disappeared.

Looking up, I saw the moon as bright as water.

In the distance, the stupa lights are shining brightly.

　Two in one

　　

　

(End of this chapter)