The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 945 The mirror light shines!Jinlian Emperor Qi!

"Ming Dynasty Dharma King."

This voice is calm and indifferent.

It was a boy's voice, very clear.

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately knew who the owner of the voice was.

The invincible emperor of the past, and now the true emperor of the Netherworld, the majestic god of the gods, the figure who controls the great immortal sects and resists the evil ways... He is half a hundred years old, but he is close to a true immortal, one of the most outstanding figures in the world.

"True monarch?"

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty looked left and right, but there was no trace of it, and he was quite at a loss.

Seeing his confused expression, the two old monks next to him felt more and more bitter, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother?"

Ming Dynasty Dharma King vaguely understood something, Fang smiled and said: "Maybe I am tired, please allow me to close my eyes and rest for a while."

The two old monks looked at each other, with a look of grief on their faces, and nodded helplessly.

In their hearts, it is not certain whether the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty will be able to open his eyes with his eyes closed this time.

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above the sky.

Su Ting stretched out his hand to attract the thoughts of the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty.

"Meet Su Zhenjun."

Seeing this monk, his face was old and his figure was illusory, he saluted Su Ting.

Su Ting raised his hand casually and said, "You're welcome."

Mingshi Dharma King straightened up, looked at Su Ting with emotion in his eyes, and said: "In the past, I met with the real king, received the order of the real king, and strangled the plague of the middle-earth. It has only been more than ten years, but the true monarch is close to the true immortal, and he has become the person in charge of resisting the demon sect, but the poor monk is older than before, and he is dying, and he will die today."

Seeing this, Su Ting sighed a little, and said: "For the immortals and gods, it is like yesterday, but for ordinary people, it is a very long period of time... You are close to the immortal Buddha. You are a character, but the traces that have been imprinted on you over the past ten years are more vicissitudes than ordinary people, which is really lamentable."

Ming Shifa smiled and said: "The world has its own destiny, and the poor monk has seen it clearly, but the real king is here. Could it be that he heard that the poor monk is going to pass away, so he came to see the poor monk for a ride?"

Su Ting nodded and said: "I wanted to see you before, but I just thought that the future would be long, but this time I heard that you are exhausted, so I came here to meet you, saying that it is a good way to see you off."

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty laughed and said, "In this way, the poor monk is really honored."

His laughter was full of a little weirdness, and also a little teasing.

He asked himself that he didn't have much friendship with this True Lord of the Nether, but he was sent by him to exterminate the demons in Middle Earth, and he made some efforts.

If we really want to talk about it, the national teacher of the Sitianjian, and even the head of the Xuantian Department of the new dynasty, have more intersections with this heavenly immortal.

A majestic celestial being, who has no friendship with him, how could he value him so much, and even personally come to see him off?
"Zhenjun has something to do, but please speak up, but it's okay."

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty said with a smile: "Why do you need to beat around the bush when facing a poor monk who is about to die?"

Su Ting put his hands behind his back and said: "More than ten years ago, the true king went to the western heavens on his behalf. Before arriving in the pure land of bliss in the western heavens, he met Baishizhida Bodhisattva once. At that time, he entrusted him to invite something to share with him. The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty will meet."

Mingshi Dharma King vaguely understood something, and said in a low voice, "What is this?"

Su Ting reached into his bosom, pierced through the void, took out the bone mirror in the Qingxu territory, and said slowly: "This is left by a fallen Buddhist master, Baishi Zhida Bodhisattva is called a golden body Arhat The forehead mirror bone."

The golden body of the Arhat, with the mirror bones preserved, is not a vulgar thing, but it has been refined by the Buddhist Bodhisattva, and has become a rare treasure among the Buddhist sects.

It was just taken out, and the Buddha's light shone, reflecting on the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty.

This Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty only felt that he was enveloped by the Buddha's light, bathed in it, and seemed to be reborn.

Su Ting frowned slightly, and said inwardly: "Could it be that the Great Bodhisattva Baishi, who has long been a prophet of the unknown, knew that the dharma king of the Ming Dynasty would be in a situation where the oil was exhausted, and to avoid other accidents and mistakes, so he asked me to act on his behalf. Arhat mirror bone, help him achieve a golden body?"

Just thinking like this, he opened his eyes and found that the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty only had an epiphany, but his own injuries have not been reversed.

This arhat mirror bone can't help him recover from his injuries and achieve a golden body.

"late."

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty sighed and said: "If the poor monk had this arhat bone mirror for the poor monk to comprehend before he retreated, it may have become a golden body now, but it is a pity that there is an ancient mirror to help the poor monk now, but the poor monk has already destroyed it. The foundation, this Buddha treasure is no longer able to help the poor monk achieve a golden body."

Su Ting frowned, and said: "Bai Shi Zhi Bodhisattva handed it over to me back then, and didn't specify the time limit, otherwise I might have gone to the lower realm."

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty put his hands together and said, "Everything has its own destiny. You can't blame the real king for this matter. Moreover, the Bodhisattva Baishizhi handed over the Arhat Bone Mirror to you. I'm afraid it wasn't for helping the poor monk to cultivate a golden body."

The monk's words were quite profound, and his tone was very complicated.

Su Ting thought of something, opened his eyes, and looked towards the mirror.

I saw the figure of the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty reflected in the bone mirror.

However, the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty in the ancient mirror shone with an extremely bright luster.

It was extremely golden luster.

Su Ting is very familiar with this ray of luster.

Golden lotus!

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Western Paradise.

"The power of the bone mirror was revealed by a burst of mana."

The Great Bodhisattva Baishi suddenly said: "Su Ting, the True Monarch of the Nether World, has seen the Ming Dynasty, and shined the Arhat Bone Mirror on the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty."

The old monk next to him sighed in a low voice: "It's already too late? If Su Ting left early, he might be able to cultivate a golden body, but now there is news from the Middle Earth that the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty has run out of oil and the lamp is dry. The mirror, can't make him turn around at all..."

The Great Bodhisattva Baishi sighed, and said: "This is indeed a pity, but my original intention is not to let him help the Ming Dynasty to achieve the golden body of Arhat, but to let him see another layer of things."

Seeing this, the old monk was slightly puzzled, and said, "What did you see?"

The Great Bodhisattva Baishi said leisurely: "I saw a scene that I couldn't convince him with words."

After a pause, Baishi Zhida Bodhisattva said with a smile: "From today onwards, all the changes of our Buddhist sect in the Middle Earth will not be stopped by the Supreme Elder of the Taoist sect."

The old monk was still puzzled.

It's just that Baishizhida Bodhisattva smiled and closed his eyes again, full of benevolence.

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Middle-earth is located.

Above the capital.

Su Ting looked at the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty reflected in the Luohan's mirror bone.

And behind the head of the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty, there is the light of a golden lotus, which is extremely bright.

In this instant, Su Ting broke through the illusory supernatural powers, and the thoughts of the immortal family's primordial spirit turned around in an instant.

Behind the phantom of the golden lotus, there is still a faint aura of supremacy.

This is not the aura that a Dharma king in the Ming Dynasty should have.

Su Ting understood something, and his expression changed.

"God!"

(End of this chapter)