What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 59 Zen Master Wu Chao and Kui Niu

After resigning from Taibaijinxing, Tianpeng returned to his floating island and glanced at the golden hoop in his hand.

He really wanted it, so he simply hung up the seal and walked away, quietly running to the lower realm to avoid disaster.

Hide below for a few years, wait for the wind to pass, and then return to heaven.

But the problem is...

Does he dare?
Yesterday, I received so many gifts from the gods.

Eat so many benefits!

So many promises to send!
Now, does he want to run?

Ha ha……

I'm afraid it will be worse than being hit by a magic weapon dozens of times in the back!

Sighed.

Canopy also had no choice.

I can only bite the bullet and go to Biyou Palace again.

"Hopefully, Taibaijinxing didn't trick me..." He said, looking at the golden hoop in his hand.

However, just think of the last trip to Biyou Palace.

The canopy trembled.

The prestige of intercepting the saints reverberated in my heart.

Especially that sword...

Frightened like the sun, towering like the sky and the earth.

Unstoppable, unpredictable, unstoppable!

The sword came out and the Buddha wept, and the Bodhisattva sang.

In this way, after hesitating and hesitating for a long time, Tian Peng slowly picked up his Heavenly Court Immortal Seal, quietly left the floating island, and headed towards Nantianmen.

Before reaching Nantianmen, the canopy bumped into a monk in gray clothes and gray robes sitting on the bird's nest.

This monk is sitting in a bird's nest woven from something unknown.

With his eyes closed, there is a wooden fish in front of him.

He kept knocking the wooden fish in his hand.

But there was no sound, not the slightest sound, and there was not even the thing that knocked the wooden fish in his hand.

Just doing the appearance of knocking wooden fish.

Seeing this, Tianpeng couldn't help swallowing.

A Western sectarian who can be haunted in this heavenly court?

Which Buddha is that?Where is the Bodhisattva?
He stepped forward cautiously, bowed his head, and asked, "Master is here, is he waiting for Xiaoxian on purpose?"

The monk did not answer, and was still doing the gesture of knocking on the wooden fish.

There are words in his mouth, but there is no sound of chanting, and he does not know what scriptures he is chanting.

When Tianpeng saw it, his scalp felt numb.

Several legends that I had heard in Heavenly Court came to my mind.

It is said that the current 33 days are the product of the shattering of the ancient heavens.

And the ancient heaven is where the monsters live.

There are countless powers, and there are 360 ​​five golden immortals alone.

It can be said to be the heyday, the three realms of air pressure.

however……

Everything was wiped out with a terrible doom.

But occasionally, there will be immortals in heaven, encounter some unknown people and things, and hear some terrible voices.

And all those who encountered these ominous things, it is said that the end is extremely miserable!

The canopy hurriedly set up auspicious clouds and was about to detour.

but……

He soon discovered that no matter what, he couldn't escape around the gray-robed monk in the bird's nest.

No matter how he flew, he was spinning around the monk's nest.

Canopy was terrified.

He could only muster his courage, move forward again, and ask the monk, "Master is here, what scriptures are you reciting?"

This time, the monk finally opened his eyes.

A pair of eyes like gold, with golden liquid flowing in them.

drop by drop...

It flowed down like blood and tears, dripping into the bird's nest, igniting golden flames one after another.

Turned into little flame spirits, spinning around the monk.

"The poor monk is here, reciting the Heart Sutra, knocking on the wooden fish in the heart!" The monk said softly, then looked up at the canopy, those golden pupils seemed to have magic power, and the canopy couldn't help it. I didn't dare to look at him, and even couldn't help but feel a little close.

"Heart Sutra? Wooden fish in the heart?" Tian Peng scratched his head, and he really couldn't figure out the twists and turns taught by the West.

But the hero did not suffer the immediate loss, so he flattered and said: "The master is really profound in Buddhism, and the immortal is stupid, and it is really difficult to understand, so let's say goodbye..."

The monk smiled, and the Gujing waveless face turned slightly: "Why should the donor be in such a hurry?"

"The poor monk has a volume of "Heart Sutra", which contains 54 sentences and a total of 270 characters. Now that the benefactor is destined, it is better to wait for the poor monk to recite it for the benefactor, so as to dispel demonic obstacles and resolve karmic obstacles!"

Saying that, he did not allow Tianpeng to refuse, so he closed his eyes.

I don't know when a black wooden cone appeared in my hand, and I knocked it like this.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, practicing deep prajnaparamita. Seeing that the five aggregates are empty, saving all suffering..."

The sound of the wooden fish, accompanied by endless Brahma chants, came to the ears.

"Sarizi, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form..."

The sound of the wooden fish is immersed in the soul.

The sound of the Sanskrit chanting, drilled into the flesh and blood.

Tianpeng was instantly fascinated, like a puppet, with only the mechanical body left.

At that time, there were hot tears rolling down from the eyes.

I couldn't help but kneel down and worship.

"Master...Master..."

Tianpeng involuntarily knelt in front of the monk: "The disciple is guilty of a lot! The disciple is guilty of a lot!"

"I beg the master to save me! I beg the master to save me!"

I can only wish to dedicate everything I have to the great Zen master in front of me, the Buddha who loves the world.

The monk in gray sitting on the bird's nest smiled when he saw this.

The whole body exudes endless Buddha light.

It shines on the surrounding clouds and palaces, with unspeakable mercy and unspeakable solemnity.

"Then you will tell me everything in the Biyou Palace that day!"

"Don't miss a single sentence!"

Tianpeng heard the decree, like a soldier who heard the order, he immediately bowed his head and worshipped, and at the same time, everything that day came out of his soul.

The stormy waves in front of Zizhi Cliff.

The power of the saints is coming...

In the Biyou Palace, the sage's various insights before closing the stone gate...

And the decree of the saints...

When he finally left, the sword fell to the west.

There are so many things, as if it happened just now.

Extremely clear and extremely understandable.

The canopy was about to speak.

"Moo!" A cow screamed, and it sounded from the ear.

Like thunder, the canopy shivered.

The sky suddenly cracked.

A terrifying, furry hand ripped apart the sky.

Beneath the two horns shaped like a crescent moon are a pair of azure blue bull's eyes, and in the bull's eyes, countless thunder lights gushes out.

"Where did the thief come from, and dare to covet the secret of the master?"

"Die!"

The big hand, with countless thunderbolts, grabbed it in the air and grabbed the monk in the bird's nest.

Click!

The entire bird's nest was shattered by that big hand.

But the bull's eye showed a trace of confusion.

He let go of his big hand, and countless tiny weeds and fallen leaves fell rustlingly.

A wooden puppet in the shape of a monk also fell to the ground and shattered.

It is a substitute!
Tianpeng woke up instantly.

He opened his eyes.

I found myself standing in a corridor in front of Nantian Gate.

Ahead, vaguely, you can see the clouds and fog outside Nantianmen.

Behind, countless immortal towers are looming.

Everything just now seems to be a fantasy.

But it's so clear, so clear!

"In the end... what's going on?" Tian Peng shivered, feeling countless goosebumps all over his body.

He understood that the dream just now was probably not a dream.

But what really happened to him.

The two great powers had a battle with him as the battlefield.

One is the monk in gray clothes and gray robes, who used the supreme Dharma to transform himself into a puppet, pull him into a dream, and want to forcibly save him!
The other one seems to be a great sage of the demon race, with invincible magical powers, after discovering the monk's intention.

Then he shot from the air and directly interrupted the monk's Dharma.

Judging from that appearance, I am afraid that it is the Great Sage Jietian who is now occupying Beiju Luzhou and reigning on the Kuangfeng Ridge!

Intercept the saint's mount Kui Niu!

This made Tianpeng couldn't help but think of what Taibaijinxing had told him about his ex's fate.

"In the immortal mansion, I committed suicide with my own spiritual treasure..."

"It is said that his corpse was his own sword, which pierced through the back 33 times..."

"The soul is destroyed!"

The words of Taijinxing are still in my ears.

The canopy was already shivering, and it was cold all over.

He felt that if he made a slight mistake, he would follow in the footsteps of the senior who didn't even know his name.

Maybe even worse!

This time, he was lucky to be able to disturb the great saint because of his involvement with the saint.

What about next time?
He still has such a good life next time, will he be rescued by the great power?

So, Canopy knows.

Going to Biyou Palace will decide his life and death!
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