The Prince of Taiyin Covering the Sky

Chapter 266

The Zijin Demon Subduing Pestle has no sharp edge, and it is always shrouded in a faint golden Buddha light. The same is true for its gods, who are so merciful, kind, benevolent, and compassionate, so sacred that people will not feel any blasphemy.

The material of this divine pestle is very unusual, it is not simply made of fairy gold and divine material, that precious material was sacrificed by Amitabha Buddha with the purest thought power of sentient beings in the past, and the divine material itself is a supreme Buddha treasure.

Legend has it that a piece of copper left over from the Zijin Jiangmo pestle was refined into a pair of longevity locks, which extended the life of Xiang Yufei, the Tianjiao of Zhongzhou. It is extremely mysterious and powerful.

But Si Xuan has nothing to say about this special emperor soldier. The emperor soldier himself has indeed inherited the compassion and Buddha nature of Emperor Amitabha, but for many reasons, he is not a fellow traveler with this lineage.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha! As long as Mount Sumeru is still there, the old monk's promise will be honored. If there is a need, please don't be too polite, Prince Taiyin." The deity with the appearance of an old monk said the Buddha's name to Si Xuan again, and left. Fly back to Mount Sumeru alone.

"This Buddha pestle god is close to Amitabha Buddha, so it's okay for the prince to believe his words." Dou Zhan Shengfo said, standing there without moving.

The relationship between him and Mount Sumeru is not subordinate. In the past, he carried a fairy iron rod to beat Mount Sumeru, and became the master of Mount Sumeru only after he suppressed the head teacher Maha. too urgent.

"It's just to be wary of this teaching instinctively. I can't see through their path of cultivation. I'm not sure whether the Buddha is a real Buddha or a real devil." Si Xuan stared at Ximo, who was in the Big Dipper in the distance, and shook his head.

Dou Zhan, the old holy ape, said: "Being merciful for tens of thousands of years, even the merciful that suppresses the instinctive evil thoughts is a great perseverance. Although the Mount Sumeru people are paranoid, their essence is not hypocrisy."

"In the early days of the ancient times, there were people who were good at divination among the ten thousand races. It was said that there would be a great teaching in the western desert, and its power would be unparalleled. It would shake the entire road to immortality. Could it be because of this that the holy Buddha joined Mount Sumeru? " Si Xuan asked, looking at the divine ape surrounded by golden Buddha light.

Hearing the words, the old holy Buddha also showed a look of reminiscence: "It's not all. Thousands of years ago, I broke the seal from the source of the gods. At that time, I was already the pinnacle of the great sage. I was restrained by my brother's way and felt that I couldn't move an inch. Traveled across the land until I met the man who came down from Mount Sumeru."

"Sakyamuni?" Si Xuanruo was thoughtful. The holy Buddha had a predestined relationship with Shakyamuni. He heard about it more than once.

"It's him. Sakyamuni gives me a very different feeling. He has a very deep understanding of the word "true self", which is exactly what I'm after." The golden cassock on the holy Buddha's body fluttered and whispered.

"Therefore, he proposed to use the shackles left in the body by the way of Amitabha Buddha and the way of my elder brother. For this reason, I went to Mount Sumeru and became a great protector. It has been more than a thousand years in a flash." Said, the old man The holy bergamot flipped over, and a black long stick appeared in his hand. There was a glow of sunlight on it, the golden light filled it, and there was an atmosphere of fighting against heaven and earth.

"From this point of view, the Holy Buddha and them are not on the same side. The road to immortality will open, and a major event will happen on Mount Sumeru. Will the Holy Buddha follow them in search of immortality?" Si Xuan looked at the immortal iron rod, although Knowing that the old holy Buddha was about to leave Mount Sumeru, he still asked.

"No, I'm just a borrower after all, and I'm not on the same road with them. Mount Sumeru showed me the sutras, dharmas, and ways of Amitabha Buddha. I have defended them for thousands of years, and I owe nothing to anyone."

The old holy Buddha caressed the fairy iron stick in his hand, and there seemed to be a blazing flame in his golden eyes: "Even if the entire Mount Sumeru has passed the road to immortality, it has nothing to do with me. My way has always been If you come out on your own, it would be meaningless to follow Amitabha and become a fairy."

"Understood." Si Xuan said clearly.

In the future, Amitabha's body of faith will bring the entire Mount Sumeru and the immeasurable Buddha Kingdom to the road of becoming immortals, trying to teach him to become immortals, but he still fails. None of the hundreds of millions of buddha lands was spared, and they all fell on the road.

Among the hundreds of millions of Buddhists, there are some who respect the Buddha like the monks on Mount Sumeru, secretly cultivate the way of the true Buddha, and are willing to cross the immortal road with Mount Sumeru, but there are also people like An Miaoyi who are looking for longevity and seeking Buddha.

Those who became immortals because of worshiping Buddha, and those who believed in Buddhism in order to become immortals, took all of Mount Sumeru according to their orders. In the end, a sacred mountain collapsed, and the entire Western Desert was filled with resentment.

"In the past three hundred years, Buddhists and believers from the entire universe will gather at Mount Sumeru and the ancient Amitabha star field. They have been preparing for too long, just for the opportunity, and now there is a person in the ancient Amitabha star field who is about to become a candidate. Emperor Peacock Ming came to Mount Sumeru to replace me, and I should have left when she came."

The old holy Buddha looked at the boundless western desert, with a little nostalgia in his eyes. He has defended the teachings for four thousand years, and he recognized the way of Amitabha Buddha, but it was still difficult to get through together.

In the end, the old holy Buddha put away the iron stick in his hand, and said goodbye: "That's all, I'm going back to Mount Sumeru, there still needs someone to protect and teach, my nephew hasn't grown up yet, but his temper is the same as mine. Just like my elder brother, ask the prince to take care of him."

"Understood, the Holy Prince is not someone who suffers, but also my friend, and will definitely take care of him." Si Xuan also nodded.

Everyone watched the old holy Buddha submerge into the Buddha land in the West Desert, and then put away the big weapons in their hands.

Si Xuan turned his head to look at the Great Sage Zhu Yan in front of him, and the old ape also looked in the direction of Dou Zhanfo's departure, with a complicated expression on his ferocious and ferocious face: "We are both apes, Great Sage, aren't you Have you been looking forward to fighting the Holy Ape? How does it feel?"

Hearing this, Old Zhuyan's expression was distorted, showing an ugly wry smile: "I thought he had lost his fighting spirit, and I was a little disappointed. It wasn't until he took out the iron rod that I realized that I was completely wrong. He just Too introverted, that's a strong man whose combat power can't lose to the Great Sage of the East."

The Great Sage Qianlun on the side also sighed: "After all, he is the younger brother of the ancient emperor, and he has mastered two imperial weapons. His background is so profound that it is unimaginable. If I don't use the imperial soldiers, I am afraid that I can't stop his two punches. Even Dongfang Taiyi might not dare to say that he will be firmly suppressed when he comes."

"However, even such an invincible great sage is trapped on the threshold of Zhundi. Four thousand years later, he is still a great sage. It's ridiculous that I thought I could try to break through to Zhundi in the next thousand years." Old Zhu Yan held the picture of Emperor Jiuli in his hand, his expression was even mixed with despair.

"It's not that easy, alas!" The Great Sage Qianlun also thought of a lot in an instant, but thousands of words finally converged into a long sigh.

"If you want to look for opportunities, I don't know how many people have been stuck at the threshold of Zhundi, but it doesn't mean that you can just step over it."

Si Xuan also shrugged his shoulders. If an emperor like him retraces the path of his father's generation, he can ignore the threshold of being a quasi-emperor with the help of the emperor's blood, but such a breakthrough is almost a broken road, unless he can go further along the path of his father's generation. Far away, to prove the truth again, but there is no such precedent in the entire universe.

(End of this chapter)