What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 467 The Secret Past

The depths of the six realms of reincarnation.

Xing Tian's physical body stood quietly.

On the Xingtian axe, the bloodstains were still hot!

That is the blood of a human emperor!

Already, the blood of the Human Sovereign who has been refined into the body of the Golden Crow is only one step away from the real body of the Zuwu!

Before Xia Jie, the strongest generation of emperors in the Xiahou clan, the true pride of heaven!
Emperor Zhu!

Empress Houtu's true spirit slowly appeared beside the great witch who guarded the last pass of the six paths of reincarnation and the last barrier of the witch clan.

Feel the blood still boiling due to hatred and obsession in Xing Tian's dead body.

She could feel that in Xing Tian's body, the heart that had stopped beating for a long time, beat for a moment at the moment just now.

This means that great things will happen in the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

The witches are inherently not good at cause and effect, and do not practice supernatural powers.

Therefore, the Wu clan is easily calculated by others.

However, this great witch, who had already died, possessed the ability of early warning after death.

Every movement of his long-dead viscera means that a major event related to the six realms of reincarnation is about to happen!

And the heart points to Xiniu Hezhou.

"Mercy! Mercy!" The empress couldn't help but sigh.

A pair of beautiful eyes, couldn't help looking at the huge millstone that was turning quietly, behind the millstone was the six realms of reincarnation transformed by the empress' real body.

That is the soul and reincarnation place of the dead souls of the three realms.

It is also a great creation of heaven!

It is also the lifeline that the Wu clan relies on for their livelihood now!

Without the nourishment of the merits and virtues of the six realms of reincarnation, the witch clan would have been wiped out by the punishment of heaven!
After a while, the huge millstone standing in the depths of the six realms of reincarnation, the darkest and deepest, suddenly lit up.

A light path appeared before the millstone.

Countless living souls lined up, step by step.

Empress Houtu looked at it, and Zhenling took a deep breath: "These are..."

"The soul that was confined by the saints of the West!"

"How did they appear here?"

"And, the karmic bond with the West has been completely severed?!"

This is just... unbelievable!
Since the day the Western religion was established, it has been a serious concern for Empress Houtu!
Without him!

The power of reincarnation is the life and death line of the Wu Clan!
As for the Western religion, on the day of the self-establishment of the religion, the true spirit of the empress faintly sensed the covetous heart of the two Western sages for the six reincarnations!
However, Niangniang's true spirit is trapped in the six realms of reincarnation, and it is difficult to exert any influence on the Three Realms!
What's more, after all the saints proclaimed the Tao, they lost their physical bodies, leaving only their true spirits, the Empress Houtu, who actually had no power to influence anything!
In the age of saints, only saints can influence the Three Realms.

Even if it was the Xiahou family who was once in full swing, even a saint should pay three points of respect!

But, now, the soul imprisoned by the Western saint appeared in the Six Paths of Reincarnation!
Watching those souls, Empress Houtu's true spirit easily perceived the experiences of these souls before they came to the six realms of reincarnation.

long time, long time...

Empress Hou Tu's beautiful eyes were shining with luster.

The shadow transformed by the true spirit becomes ethereal with the wind reverberating in the six realms of samsara.

"Mercy! Mercy!" The empress's surprised voice echoed with the dark wind in this no-man's land.

A decree was then sent to the world by Empress Houtu through the witch pillars owned by all the witch tribes, and made known to all the witch kings.

"Go to China!"

Simple, but clear three words.

That must be the land of hope for the Wu Clan!

……

Lingtai Square Cun Mountain.

The shadow of the leading saint quietly appeared in this altar.

This place is the core of the Pure Land.

It is equivalent to the heavens entrusted by Taoist sages.

Extremely mysterious, infinitely mysterious.

Its land is boundless, and its soil is infinite.

It can be a square inch, or it can be transformed into an infinite sky!
The sage walked between infinite temples and ancient temples.

Then he raised his head and looked at the golden body of Buddha enshrined beside the merit pool.

It belongs to the golden body of Dingguang Tathagata.

It is also the slough of Chang-eared Dingguang Immortal.

Gently raising his hand, a relic fell into the golden body.

"Excellent! Excellent!" said the sage Jishou.

The infinite bergamot behind him stretched out one by one, and sent a little bit of gold crumbs, pieces of shattered demon bones, and countless embers of thoughts into the golden body one by one.

"Dingguang Huanxi Buddha!" ​​The shadow of the saint turned into a monk with a skinny face, sitting cross-legged, the golden lotus of the ninth grade of merit and virtue was shining brightly, and the voice of countless Sanskrit singing lingered.

A quaint wooden fish quietly appeared in front of him.

Jieyin sage scolded softly: "Aren't you going to wake up soon?!"

With this sound, he was furious.

The golden body's body began to show countless blue and red patterns.

Under the lines, there are countless Sanskrit characters.

This is the Buddhist script created by the sage.

Created exclusively for Buddhist classics!
When these Sanskrit characters light up, the back of the Sanskrit characters also squirms.

That is……

Before Hongmeng, the words in the chaos.

In the Heaven Opening Tribulation, the words used by the Chaos Demon God who was smashed by the Sky Opening Axe.

It is also the magic script passed down by the ancestors of the demons.

very few people know.

Western religion is not just a sect of transformation based on Xiniu Hezhou, a state transformed by the relics of the demon ancestor.

Even the orthodoxy was born out of the Dao of the Demon Ancestor.

It is the result of reversing the Dao of the Demon Ancestor!
Even the two sages of the West, if traced back to the early robbery of the Dragon and Han Dynasty, have an inseparable cause and effect with the Demon Ancestor!
Of course, apart from a few Zixiao guests who are still active, only the sage knows about these things.

As the Sanskrit singing continued to grow louder.

The slough of the golden body actually slowly came back to life!

Countless bluish-brown smoke slowly squirmed from the limbs and bones of the golden body, and then replaced the flesh and blood in the golden body.

Seeing this scene, the leading sage smiled.

Stretching out his hand to grab it, a boy wearing a plain white monk's robe appeared in his hand.

"Go!" The sage forced the boy's body into the golden body.

There are countless causal lines, and then a riot begins.

And the golden Buddha suddenly opened his eyes.

"Who am I?" he questioned.

"Dingguang Huanxi Buddha!" ​​The saint said softly.

"Dingguang delights the Buddha?" Countless causes and effects entangled him.

The Buddha, who had been wiped out, was now rekindled from the ashes.

The causal line cut off by the Qingping sword was reconnected.

From 'nothing' to 'yes'.

From 'virtual' to 'real'.

This is the right of a saint!

The virtue of creation!

However, this Dingguang Huanxi Buddha is not only that!
He is different from the 'Lingbao Dafa Master', he is not an empty shell created by thoughts.

But actually 'real'.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha is indeed true.

The physical body is real, so is the soul, and even cause and effect are real!
True and false, false and true, true and false, difficult to distinguish!
Even a sage, if he doesn't capture this Buddha and examine it carefully, he probably won't know its reality.

The same is true for Dingguang Huanxi Buddha.

After a moment of ignorance, he realized something.

Sitting cross-legged, Jishou bowed and said: "My Buddha is merciful! This disciple is reborn today!"

"Good!" The sage nodded: "Since you are born again, you should change your name and surname, go to the east, and cultivate a new life in the midst of the catastrophe!"

"In the future, when the merits and virtues are complete, you will be my future Buddha in the West!"

Dingguang rejoiced at the Buddha and worshiped again: "Since the disciple has been reborn, please give me a name from the Buddha!"

"Miller!"

……

To the south of the Haotian Golden Tower, where the sky is at its pole.

In the ancient fairyland, there is endless fairy mist gurgling.

This place is the Taoist companion of the Jade Emperor, the Dojo of the Queen Mother of Heaven!

The queen mother is graceful and luxurious, with deep and ancient heels.

In this heavenly world, even though they are living in a few places.

However, no one can ignore this Yuanjun who received the Taoist talisman, is the respected female fairy of the Three Realms, and is in charge of the Qingling!

Even the Jade Emperor, who is a Taoist companion, has no right to enter this fairyland without the permission of the Queen Mother.

"Your Majesty!" The voice of a female fairy resounded from the palace deep in the fairyland.

"The disciples come to respectfully return the decree!"

In the palace, the empress, who was lying high, slowly got up.

A pair of beautiful eyes seemed to be still immersed in a sweet dream, with some unfinished thoughts.

"It's Chang'e!" The Queen Mother laughed and waved to the fairy: "Come, sit in front of Master Wei and talk!"

"Disciple, please abide by the decree of the law!" Chang'e, who is extremely charming, lifted her fairy skirt and strolled to the empress's jade bed.

In Chang'e's beautiful eyes, the figure of Yuan Jun, who is lying on the jade bed, graceful, luxurious and incomparably rich, is constantly changing.

Sometimes, she is a monster goddess with leopard tail and tiger teeth, fluffy hair and hoopoe.

Sometimes, she is the Qingling Yuanjun who lives high in the clouds, overlooking all living beings, indifferent and cold.

Sometimes, she is a pink, delicate, and extremely cute girl from the Dao Palace.

These are all her, and all of them.

The real Queen Mother!
Long before the cataclysm of the Lich, he had already been certified as a quasi-holy monster clan supreme.

The status is not lower than that of Xi He, the goddess of the Yaozu!

But in an even older era, she was still Qingling Yuanjun on Kunlun Mountain.

It was also a girl who worshiped under the door of the Taoist ancestor during the early robbery of the Long Han Dynasty.

These secrets are only known to Chang'e.

It is also the truth that only Chang'e can see.

The queen mother looked at her disciple, reached out and grabbed a fairy dress as thin as a cicada's wings, wrapped it around her fairy body, and said, "Disciple... have you awakened some things from your previous life?"

Chang'e nodded.

"Good!" The Queen Mother smiled and grabbed Chang'e's hand and held it in her own: "Are you worried?"

Chang'e nodded, then shook her head again.

"Don't be afraid!" The queen mother comforted herself, the apprentice she had secretly accepted: "You in the previous life are already vain!"

"The you you are now is the real one!"

"You have to see through this!"

"Don't worry!" Chang'e replied seriously.

She naturally understood it, and she knew it when she ascended to the heavens that day.

The Queen Mother didn't say anything else, she just said: "Have you seen Doumu Yuanjun?"

Chang'e nodded.

"What did Mr. Yuan say?" the Queen Mother asked again.

"Teacher..." Chang'e replied: "Yuanjun complied with the decree of the teacher!"

The queen mother smiled when she heard the words, and said in her heart: "It really is the elder sister!"

"What an exquisite heart with seven apertures!"

Then he asked Chang'e: "Then you will follow Yuanjun's seat from now on, so that you can practice well!"

"In the future, there must be your creation!"

Chang'e stared blankly at her teacher, the teacher who brought her to the heaven and made her live in Guanghan, and also the sister she remembered.

She remembered many things.

But he lowered his head again.

Her temperament has always been like this.

Whether it is the recalled past life or the present, they are all being manipulated like puppets.

From birth to death, from cultivation to ascension.

but……

Chang'e looked anxiously at her sisters and fellow Taoists in her previous life, and now her mentor, guide, and guardian.

She asked cautiously: "Teacher... will the disciple still act the same as before?"

The Queen Mother laughed: "Chang'e..."

"Do you think, as a teacher, you dare to scheme against a saint?"

Chang'e shook her head blankly, but she seemed to remember something and nodded again.

The Queen Mother smiled wryly, and then said seriously: "You go!"

"Remember, this is your creation!"

"I can't say, break the mystery of the womb, completely find the lost past, and even go one step further, the opportunity to become Da Luo is also in it!"

"you need to know……"

"Although heaven and earth are benevolent and regard all things as straw dogs, the sage is not benevolent and regards all living beings as straw dogs!"

"But hound dogs are also graded!"

"Especially under the sage's sect, as long as the sage takes care of him, he won't be ashamed easily!"

"How tragic is the Conferred God Tribulation?"

"But because of the saint's favor, the person who should be robbed is just physically destroyed!"

"Even so, there is still a glimmer of life!"

"And those casual cultivators and other sects are Daluo, once they are involved in such a catastrophe, they will be wiped out immediately!"

Chang'e nodded, but still didn't quite believe it!

After all, she knew how powerful her sister from the previous life was?
After countless calamities since the beginning of the Long Han Dynasty, he was unscathed, and even under the eyes of the saints, he was still free and independent.

Never even been involved in the catastrophe!
And among the three thousand Zixiao guests in the past, except for the six sages who proved the Tao, who has not been tortured by the catastrophe?Who is not struggling to survive amidst the obstacles of cause and effect?

Seeing Chang'e's expression, the Queen Mother didn't explain too much to her.

It's useless to explain.

Xi, He and sisters have always been like this.

The same is true for Chang'e.

Hit and go.

Push it, move it.

If it wasn't for the fact that they were inseparable in the previous life, they had made a promise to earn a chance for them.

She didn't have so much free time, she worked hard to find his reincarnation body from the vast multitude of sentient beings, and has been supporting her all the way till now.

That's right!

Chang'e is not alone.

It is the reincarnation of a pair of sisters' true spirits who have finally merged into one after thousands of reincarnations and reincarnations, and after repeated grinding in the six reincarnations.

"You go to the Doufu and pay homage to Yuan Jun, and you will be Yuan Jun's disciple from now on!"

"Other matters, I will discuss with Yuan Jun as my teacher!"

"Don't worry too much!"

"Yes!" Chang'e bent down and bowed again.

Apprenticeship with art, as long as the two parties have negotiated, there will be no problem.

Chang'e is only worried that she has become a pawn again.

Just like the previous life, also like the past years.

But she can't resist, and she doesn't know how to resist!

It is her nature to be submissive!
Just like the Taiyin, also like the Guanghan Palace.

The bright moon is long, reflecting the ages, and the cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes never change.

(End of this chapter)