The strongest Taoist priest: the beginning is a fairy

Chapter 150, Bodhi Lectures
"That is to say, the gods after the Age of Gods are all sealed by the human race." Li Wei felt his heart surge.

"That's right." Patriarch Bodhi stroked his beard and said calmly: "All spirits become immortals, and immortals become gods."

The difference between immortals and gods comes from here.

The gods who originally ruled human beings have become fairy gods that can only be made by mortal things.

Li Wei cupped his hands.

"Dare to ask the teacher."

"Ok?"

"Then, what is an immortal?"

Li Wei also asked this question out of nowhere.

Faced with Li Wei's question, Patriarch Bodhi just answered with a smile.

"The old man is like a god."

These words seem to answer Li Wei's question, but they don't seem to answer.

Immortals, immortals, gods, all different
"Thank you teacher for clarifying the confusion." Li Wei cupped his hands gratefully, and it took a while to calm down the surging heart.

Patriarch Bodhi next looked at Li Wei and smiled.

"As a teacher, I will teach you the technique of flying through the clouds and riding the fog. It's not convenient for you if you don't know how to fly away."

Li Weigong clasped his hands to express his understanding, but at the same time he was puzzled, why the Bodhi Patriarch in the dream knew that he would not be able to fly away.

But I didn't think much about it, so I let my ancestor teach it.

In fact, Li Wei wanted to learn the art of somersaulting clouds even more——

As if he had seen through Li Wei's mind, Patriarch Bodhi explained that this method of somersaulting is not something everyone can learn.

You have to have a 'monkey' nature in order to learn.

Li Wei's temperament is not monkey enough, and he has nothing to do with somersaulting clouds.

In the following days, Patriarch Bodhi taught Li Wei the technique of flying clouds and driving fog, summoning clouds and mist to lift them up, although not as good as the technique of somersaulting clouds, but better than Zhongzheng's peace and stability, the speed is not slow, and it can call thunderstorms Clouds, by the way, are also a small method of spreading clouds and rain.

The three days passed quickly. Li Wei was practicing in this mountain and was about to leave, feeling a little sad.

This Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, I don't know if there will be a chance to come again in the future.

Li Wei looked at Patriarch Bodhi. At this moment, he was guiding another apprentice - the big horse monkey.

Let the monkey continue to do chores and clean, scratching its ears and cheeks is quite cute.

Li Wei snickered secretly.
"Xiao Yan, you are laughing at me!"

"No, no, eh? Can you see me?"

"Hey, why can't I see you, you little Taoist priest with thin skin and tender flesh, standing there seems to have disappeared, it's really not easy to see you." Wukong scratched his chin: "How about you teach me this spell?"

"This"

"Wukong, don't bother him."

Patriarch Bodhi said calmly: "In a few days, the old man will teach you the true law. Now, go and chop some firewood, and go down the mountain to exchange for some tea and rice."

"Okay, okay! I obey! Thank you, master!"

Monkey Sun was very happy, jumped up and down the mountain to cut firewood.

At this time, Patriarch Bodhi looked at Li Wei.

"Show the old man the art of flying through the clouds."

"Good teacher."

Li Wei made a pointing finger with one hand, and summoned him to soar through the clouds and ride the fog.

A trace of thin clouds and phantom mist was summoned.

Li Wei jumped on it. The thin cloud and mist seemed unable to support Li Wei's weight at all, but the cloud was surprisingly tough.

But it looks stable.

"not bad."

Patriarch Bodhi stroked his goatee and smiled slightly. From his knowledge, he could tell that it was not bad, it was really not bad.

"Wait a moment, the old man is going to open the altar to give a lecture, you should come and listen."

Patriarch Bodhi opened the altar to preach scriptures, and sat on the Yaotai on the top of the mountain, sometimes immortals disappeared.

Li Wei was overwhelmed by the array of magical techniques performed by each of these immortals.

Immortals, there are many, many immortals, and the cultivation bases of each of these immortals are earth-shaking, but these thirty or so little immortals can only stand aside like attendants.

Li Wei didn't even know how his cultivation got into it.

Patriarch Bodhi began to preach the scriptures.

The sky is chaotic, and the ground is full of golden lotuses.

The teachings of the three vehicles are wonderfully performed, and the subtlety and ten thousand dharmas are complete.

Slowly shake the tail of the stag and spray pearls and jade, and the thunder and thunder will move for nine days.

Talk about the Tao for a while, and talk about Zen for a while, the cooperation of the three schools is the same.

The word "enlightenment" converts to the principle of sincerity, and guides nothing to give birth to Xingxuan.

Taoism, Buddhism and Confucianism, the three religions are rich and long, but Bodhi Patriarch is the only one.

Li Wei gradually became obsessed with listening, and wanted to continue listening, but unfortunately the time limit for this dream was almost up.

A pity, a pity.
"Boy Mingche, since you don't have much time, why don't you listen carefully?"

Li Wei: "???"

At this moment, Li Wei raised his head in disbelief.

The Bodhi Patriarch looked at himself with a slight smile.

Am I not a pseudonym Xiao Yan?

how
Li Wei murmured.

"teacher"

"How come I don't even know the name of this student, don't make a fuss, everyone here is my past student, Wukong is my current student, and you are my future student." Patriarch Bodhi said lightly: "Go out now, don't worry about it. Don't say it's the old man Bodhi's disciple."

"Go, Mingche."

The duration of the illusion ended, and Li Wei's consciousness was pulled out.

After Li Wei left this illusion, Patriarch Bodhi continued to lecture on scriptures, surrounded by dragons, phoenixes and strange beasts, and a monkey eating peaches and playing in the mountains.

Here, it is still the three-star cave of the oblique moon, and the square inch mountain of Lingtai.

"I don't know if Immortal Mingche is here."

On the way to Taixu Temple in Xiangmen Mountain, there were a group of people and monks.

It is the real Qingling of Qingyun Temple and the Zen master Jueming of Baima Temple.

"Amitabha, this Xiangmen Mountain doesn't have the feeling of the Xianmen Mountain Range. It doesn't feel as good as this Qingyun Temple." Zen Master Jueming looked at the vulgar Xiangmen Mountain Village and shook his head.

He really couldn't imagine that a Taoist fairy master with a really high level of cultivation would place his cave in such a place.

This immortal who was enshrined in the Qin and Han Dynasties is in this place?

In fact, Qingling also thinks so, this Xiangmen Mountain is too vulgar - like their Qingyun Temple, but it stands on a high mountain and is inaccessible.

The irony is that the location of Qingyun Temple is far away from human habitation, but inside, the worldly desire for the luck of the dynasty and the fireworks in the world is quite deep.
However, when the two had their own thoughts, they suddenly felt that there was a reflection of a fairy mountain in the sky.

The clouds and mist hang upside down on this fairy mountain, and there are ancient gods and beasts hovering around.

And on the top of the mountain, there is a person whose face can't be clearly seen, only an old man can be vaguely seen, sitting on the Yaotai, with thirty little fairies serving beside him.

Sensing the vast atmosphere above, Qing Ling and Zen Master Jueming almost knelt down.
They also claim to be the predecessors of Taoism and Buddhism, but when they feel the breath inside, they kneel down very thoroughly.

The atmosphere of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism is vast.

Zen Master Jueming said tremblingly, and hurriedly put his hands together and recited the scriptures to save his soul.

"What is this place?"

Qingling raised her head, pointing at a place with trembling fingers.

"look."

Zen Master Jueming raised his head to look around.

But he saw a phantom and a few large characters hanging upside down above his head.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, slanting moon Samsung Cave.

(End of this chapter)