Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 106 Young Yang Jian
bang~
Dark clouds, lightning and thunder, the drifting heavy rain slanting down like an influx, on the halfway of the mountain where there are few people, there is a figure standing against the wind, looking at the wandering heavy rain lonely.

The direction of the wind was just enough to blow towards the opposite side, and Qing Yun, who was not even touched by the rain, stood proudly in a blue robe like a banished fairy, and behind him was a cave, and there were continuous sounds coming from inside.

"Master, is there really a chance here?"

Under the dim light of the fire, I saw a strong man in his fifties in the cave. At this time, his upper body was naked, his muscles were twisted, and under the strength of his strong and powerful arms, the iron pick kept hitting, and the extremely hard bluestone was Chiseled, chiseled.

At this time, Wen Zhong was sweating profusely and waved the iron pick in his hand vigorously, looking at the lonely figure outside the cave, he couldn't help being a little suspicious.

"Master, this has been dug three feet into the ground, is there really?"

Facing Wen Zhong who was suspicious in the cave, Qingyun still maintained a mysterious air of superiority on his face, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled up, "It's only three feet, continue! At least nine feet must be dug."

"Also, you are just a registered disciple now."

Under the aura of arrogance, suspicion suddenly flashed in Wen Zhong's eyes. After so many years of getting along, he also knew that this uncle and master in the same village was a superior person, but he was always a little unreliable.

Wen Zhong, who was scratching his head, directly tore off the streamer on his forehead that had already been soaked by the Han water, revealing the indifferent vertical eye under his black and white hair.

Hang Chi~ Hang Chi~
While digging Wen Zhong, he muttered: "I don't know if it's reliable or not this time. The last time I agreed, it was clearly in the river. After searching for two full months, it turned out to be in the grave by the river."

As soon as Wen Zhong heard which pot was not opened and which pot was lifted, the corners of Qing Yun's mouth twitched and the corners of his eyes felt a little helpless. Can he be blamed? For the sake of practicing, he can only take Wen Zhong all the way to the south to search.

Along the way, I encountered many fake Taoist priests and real monsters, and they all escaped by relying on the method taught by Qingyun.

Although he can't use everything in his body, he was once a saint after all. It's just that this life is more difficult. When he thinks of this, Qingyun's eyes reveal a deep sense of powerlessness.

This life is an ordinary human being, with an ordinary physique, and more importantly, a soul!The soul of this supernatural power did not know what he had experienced, but the weak one was an ordinary person.

What do you think he did with the souls of ordinary people?Although the derivation of various exercises is powerful, it is still too bad. It is impossible to directly reach the sky in one step. You can only rely on yourself to improve step by step, and then deduce the exercises step by step.

Hard work!
Regarding Wen Zhong's complaints, Qingyun also smiled awkwardly. They were lucky when they came out of the mountain village, and met a half-dead Taoist priest who was beaten by a monster.

Although the ability to pinch fingers and calculate the way is very bad, he is also an invincible existence in the same realm, okay? He directly deduced the perfect skill of pinching fingers and calculating the way in the same realm.

It's just a bit bad, and there are often some gaps.

Huhu~
Under the sound of the torrential rain, a bloodless little hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed his ankle directly, Qingyun was stunned and looked down.

oops~
With a scream, Wen Zhong, who looked like a penny old man in the cave, rushed out in a hurry after hearing this.

The crackling fire radiated heat, and the white hair of a fifty-year-old man could no longer be hidden. At this time, he showed his strong chest and respectfully handed the baked fruit to a young man with a bruised face. past.

Feeling the tingling pain on his cheek, Qingyun wanted to twitch in pain, but looking at the two small figures beside him, he immediately pretended to be an expert, calmly took the roasted fruit and bit it lightly.

The two small figures watching this scene are a little greedy, especially the youngest girl who is still in the carrying basket, probably only six or seven years old, and is looking at them with a pair of round eyes.

"Come on, it's just baked, let's eat."

Wen Zhong handed over the baked fruit, and at the same time saw his sister climbing up such a high cliff with a basket on his back, especially when he saw the boy's palm wrapped in coarse cloth, his eyes froze.

"Boy, if you do this, your hands will be useless."

There are faint bones visible under the coarse cloth, so it can be seen that the young man must have fallen from the mountain instead of climbing down from the mountain, and he was injured like this by grabbing the cane with both hands.

"Thank you grandpa."

The little girl's words immediately turned Wen Zhong's face dark, but he couldn't help sighing when he thought of his own image, and didn't explain much.

The boy was thirteen or fourteen years old, but there was lifelessness in his firm and clear black eyes, without the slightest feeling of a teenager. Looking at Wen Zhong, who was handing food to the two brothers and sisters, the boy lowered his head and said hoarsely: "Thank you."

After finishing speaking, with trembling arms, he first handed the fruit to his younger sister, and when the younger sister saw this, her big eyes showed a crescent-like smile, "Second brother, you can eat too, Chan'er can't eat so much."

Seemingly ordinary children of two human races, but when the boy handed fruit to his sister, the innocent girl actually lowered her voice and said softly: "Second brother, that grandfather is just like you, with three eyebrows. Eye."

Maybe the little girl didn't expect that his inaudible voice fell into the ears of the two of them. Wen Zhong, who was eating fruit, obviously became a little stiff after hearing this.

But Qing Yun opened his eyes, and looked deeply at the boy and the girl with his black eyes, but his heart was overwhelmed, it couldn't be this one!
I saw that although the boy was young, he behaved like an adult. His black eyes just swept across the cave, and it was obvious that there was no trace of cleaning here. According to his guess, he should have come here today, and he came from yesterday afternoon. The one who fell off the cliff was lucky enough to fall on a branch and survived, and only managed to climb up in the evening.

However, at this moment, a glare flashed in the young man's calm black eyes, but only for a moment, the young man clasped his fists at Qing Yun and the old man Wen Zhong as if nothing had happened.

"Yang Jian from Qingshan Town took his little sister to the top of the mountain to pick yams yesterday, and accidentally fell off the cliff. Thank you, the two lifesavers can go to the largest medical center in Qingshan Town, and Yang Jian will definitely report back."

Yang Jian, who was still a young man, was already impeccable in his speech. He obviously found the stone pit that was dug out, and it was obvious that no simple person could dig it out.

First, he reported his family background, and then he told his story. The last sentence of gratitude revealed that it was the largest medical clinic in Qingshan Town. In a word, Tucai could go to the medical clinic.

When the calm black eyes turned to look at his little sister, the young Yang Jian smiled, first slowly took out the sickle from the frame, and several herbs, especially one of them.

Yang Jian put it in and finally chewed it and then untied the injured palm. A long scar of flesh and blood has disappeared, and the bones have been exposed. It is obvious that herbs have been applied to stop the bleeding.

The dressing was changed in one go, and the young man didn't even frown at such pain, as if it wasn't his own palm. Wen Zhong couldn't help frowning at this scene, thinking in his heart that he was a determined young man.

After changing the medicinal materials, Yang Jian handed over the most precious medicinal material, the Millennium Ganoderma lucidum, and said in a calm voice, "Yang Jian has nothing to repay for the time being, only this medicinal material is the most precious."

After finishing speaking, he gnawed the roasted fruit in his mouth. In the deep mountains, this kind of green fruit is not only sour but also a bit bitter. On the contrary, after being smoked and roasted by the fire, the taste is still a bit sweet.

"Just you two? Qingshan Town, I'm familiar with it. When did the medicine master of the largest medical center accept you two as apprentices?"

Qingyun smiled indifferently, and Yang Jian's eyes on the opposite side were fixed immediately, but there was no tension on his face. Instead, he casually pulled out that pale smile and said: "Half a year ago, our brothers and sisters took refuge in Qingshan Town, and were fortunate to be appreciated by Yao Lao. Accepted as an apprentice, has been taking care of the business of the pharmacy."

He revealed his identity without the slightest panic, but after hearing the answer he wanted, Qingyun couldn't help but let go of his brows to reveal a smile, and the tasteless green fruit also had a hint of sweetness.

It turned out that if it was half a year, they should not be in danger. If they ran away from home, he would have to be on guard in secret.

But it seems that there is no need for it. It is obvious that tragedy has happened.

heaven.

In the Lingxiao Palace, Zhao Gongming, who was dressed in bright armor, directly clasped his fists respectfully at the Jade Emperor and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the eldest princess has been captured and returned, and the mortal Yang Tianyou's body has been smashed to pieces, leaving only this spirit, the third son! "

When Zhao Gongming said this, his eyes were a little embarrassed, and he directly said in a deep voice: "The eldest princess and the third son are missing."

After listening to Zhao Gongming's report, the Jade Emperor on the dragon chair said in a deep voice with a cold expression: "You have worked hard for the immortal family, and put Yao Ji into the prison! I want to interrogate myself, and that mortal! Give it to me! "

After respectfully handing over the orb that captured Yang Tianyou's soul, Lingxiao Hall was silent. At this moment, everyone knew that the Jade Emperor was in a stage of fury. Looking at the Jade Emperor who had obtained the soul, he snorted coldly and disappeared without saying a word. In Lingxiao Palace, the Queen Mother of Yaochi waved her sleeves to the immortals with exhaustion on her brows after seeing this, and said, "The True Monarch has meritorious deeds, reward five 9000-year-old flat peaches, and retire from court."

"Don't dare!" Zhao Gongming's face was burning hot as he wanted to reward relatives who were caught, and hurriedly turned around and retreated with fists in his hands. This flat peach is hot to hold.

Heavenly Prison!

In the dark and damp sky prison, the Haotian Jade Emperor looked resentful, not at all the appearance of the Ninety-Nine Supreme Jade Emperor, holding a magic whip in his palm, whipping the screaming soul continuously.

"Shameless! Despicable! Beast! What kind of a thing are you, you dare to plot against my sister, you are ambitious."

"Wuwu~ Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am obsessed with ghosts, but when I came to participate in the Pantao Festival, Daoist Sun told me that as long as I can kiss Fangze, I will be one person under ten thousand people in the heaven."

"I'll let you be one person under ten thousand people, I'll make you lustful and bold, I'll make you listen to the teachings and be afraid of keeping your grandson, this little brat, and I'll make you obsessed."

The long whip specially designed to whip the soul kept whipping down, and Yang Tianyou's soul tied to the iron pillar kept screaming. Yang Tian, ​​who used to dress up as a scholar in the world, still looks the same when he was in the world.

He looked exactly like a bald monk. The human race followed him well, but he went the wrong way.

The Jade Emperor vented wildly, but the other cell was dry and the environment was even more delicate.

"Sister Yaoji, don't worry, it's okay, the brother you know loves you the most, so don't talk and leave it to the senior sister."

Lying on the exquisite bed in the cell, Yao Ji's complexion was pale, and there was only endless sadness in her black eyes.

"Senior Sister, the Heavenly Court's luck is gone. It's Yao Ji who is useless. First, she was transformed by the poisonous dragon and lost all her cultivation, and then she was blinded by her divine sense, which actually harmed the Heavenly Court's luck."

When Yao Ji was brought back, she let go of her ignorant consciousness, and she realized the cause and effect.

Yaoji was named the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court, which can be said to be the preference of Haotian and Yaochi, and directly bestowed the other party with a huge fortune in the Heavenly Court.

Fear of keeping grandchildren in order to vent hatred, maybe I didn't expect such a big thing to happen, just thinking about a princess who has lost her cultivation base makes Haotian Jade Emperor feel ashamed at best, after all, the eldest princess of heaven captured a fairy Isn't it a big joke that his mount was abolished at the time?

The monks of Western Buddhism are just afraid that their grandchildren will be used to disgust people. How can the Jade Emperor not know that when the eldest princess encounters such a thing, it will be the Pantao Festival, and it will be known to everyone in the world. shame.

It is indeed a good plan. After Zhunti saw it, he immediately made a plan and used the sage's supernatural power to deceive the sky. The original plan was that when the princess of the Heavenly Court was ashamed, the disciples of the Buddhist sect would directly help. Haotian Jade Emperor knew Finally, I have to thank them.

Zhunti also had good intentions, but unfortunately he did something bad. After being discovered by Yuanyuan, he only thought that Zhunti was doing something bad, and immediately waved his hands to cover up the secret again, which added chaos to chaos.

The original is not the antecedent, but just wanted to give Zhunti a bad look, but the final result was that he was confused.

No one can figure out the situation in the lower realms. Yao Ji captured the poisonous dragon and her cultivation was ruined. After seeing this, the greedy monk in the west had a plan. If Yao Ji can be captured, he will soon be able to absorb the luck of heaven ?
As a result, Na Zeng thought that Yao Ji had three sons in a row, and ninety percent of her heavenly luck was passed on to the three children, while Yang Tianyou only got half of her luck.

Just like this, the chaos and chaos became like this, and the first earth-shattering human tragedy in the world appeared.

At this time, Yaoji, who understood everything in the prison, gave a sad wry smile, "Sister Yaochi, don't worry about it, the luck of heaven is exhausted, and the five declines of heaven and man will come soon, so don't let brother worry about it."

"As for Yang Tianyou!"

After mentioning this person, Yao Ji showed a complicated and angry expression, stood up with difficulty and said to Yao Chi's sweaty head, "It's better to let me do it myself."

Just when Yaochi was about to say something, Haotian opened the sky prison and walked in, with a cold face, threw the magic whip in his hand aside, and said coldly: "Next door, the sky prison has already lit the ecstasy incense. , your business, solve it yourself!"

A silver sword was still on the ground. Yao Ji lowered her head guiltily and dared not look at her brother. Finally, when she remembered the person next door who plotted against her, a complex look flashed in her eyes, and she slowly bent over Picking up the sword under his feet is also his own once.

After Yao Ji's staggering figure left, Yao Chi looked at the livid Haotian with a cold face, and sighed, "Senior Brother, now that Yao Ji's three children can't be found, it must be the sage who has hoodwinked the sky. "

"Hmph, of course they are saints. After all, these three children bear the luck of the heavens. Whoever gets it will be blessed by the luck of the heavens. Do you think the saints will not be tempted?"

Haotian sneered at himself. At this moment, the Jade Emperor, who once only wanted to show off every day, has changed. He just wants to ask for an explanation. Why should you implicate them in the dispute between saints? He thinks he has never discredited saints. He even put his position to the lowest.

In the dungeon, screams echoed in the damp and dark dungeon, the soul disappeared, leaving only an empty shackles, Yao Ji, who knew all the results, still held a hope at the last moment, but unfortunately everything all fake.

Looking at the scene where the soul was flying away, there was a ray of demonic energy dissipating at the end, at this moment Yao Chi suddenly appeared, frowning and looking at the demonic energy held in Yu's hand in shock.

"Yao Ji, you should go back and have a good rest. Your eldest brother has gone to Zixiao Palace to ask for an explanation for you, and there are not only saints involved in this matter. I have to go to Zixiao Palace as soon as possible."

The Queen Mother of Yaochi's face was moved, which shocked the exhausted Yaoji even more. Her elder sister had never seen such a loss of composure in almost any major event. Although she didn't know what the black breath was just now, she knew it must be extraordinary.

In the empty dungeon, Yao Ji looked at everything alone, a wry smile appeared in her eyes, she lost all her luck in the heavenly court, and she couldn't escape the five declines of heaven and man under the backlash of her luck.

And she also deduced from everything just now that this matter may not be as simple as the participation of saints, but she has been powerless to recover from all this, and Yao Ji is grieving at this moment only for her three innocent children whose whereabouts are still unknown.

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