The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 72 Black Emperor, you don't want Wu Shi's face to be dull, right?
Daleiyin Temple presides over Mount Sumeru, which is a resting place for subduing demon pestles. The good fortune is boundless, and it is no worse than Zishan.

Perhaps, Emperor Wushi was even better than Emperor Amitabha in terms of Taoism and deeds, but when it comes to management?

The two cannot be compared.

Amitabha Buddha brought Buddhism to unprecedented heights, established religion with faith, and spread Buddhism widely in the nine heavens and ten places. The accumulation of countless years and the management of thousands of generations have made Mount Sumeru more miraculous and prosperous.

At this moment, the monks of Lantuo Temple came to attend the grand gathering of Bodhi and Zen, and they had to sigh that there was an insurmountable chasm.

"The Seven Treasures Pool is just a scenic spot outside Mount Sumeru."

The Kuci God monk spoke eloquently, and established a comprehensive understanding of the Daleiyin Temple for the Kubei monk, "Besides, there are Bodhi Forest and Mandala Flower Sea..."

The long history spread out in front of the bitter monk, and the boundless landscape of Mount Sumeru was vividly displayed in front of him.

Until a certain moment, a bell suddenly rang, and it came from here, interrupting them.

"when!"

The big bell is melodious, and its long ringing is shaking the sky. It comes from an ancient temple on Mount Sumeru, crosses the Qibao Pond, and affects this place. If a scripture hits the ears, it will deafen the deaf and wake people up.

With the sound of the bell, a golden bridge manifested, coming from the other side, surrounded by the vast Buddha nature in the Seven Treasure Pool.

Immediately, flowers rained down from the sky, golden lotuses sprung from the ground, and in a trance, there seemed to be bodhisattvas and Buddhas from all heavens manifesting, chanting Buddhist scriptures together, and the celestial girls were graceful, blowing the big dharma conch, beating the big dharma drum, lighting the big dharma torch, and the rain was better than the dharma rain.

And following the golden bridge was an old monk. He stood on it, straddled the Seven Treasures Pond, and arrived in front of the group of Lantuo Temple in an instant.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk chanted the Buddha's name with boundless solemnity.

"Amitabha!" The entire group of Lantuo Temple solemnly shouted in unison to show their respect.

"Masters of Lantuo Temple, the Buddha knows the future, and Xiaoer and others have arrived, so I specially ordered the poor monk to come here as a treat." The old monk spoke solemnly, explaining the purpose of his visit.

"Thank you, my lord!" The monks of Lantuo Monastery saluted together.

"It doesn't matter." The old monk stepped aside, revealing the golden bridge behind him, "Everyone, please come to this sacred bridge, climb to the other side, and go to the hall prepared for the Zhufang Ancient Temple where we hold a grand event at Daleiyin Temple."

"Excellent!" The bitter monk nodded, followed the arrangement of the host, and set foot on the golden bridge on the other side with a group of people behind him.

When they boarded the bridge, the golden light of the Shenqiao shone brightly, and it carried them forward at a high speed. In a blink of an eye, they passed through countless miles of mountains and rivers, and arrived at Mount Sumeru.

This wonder of the Big Dipper, Mount Sumeru, stands in the center of the clear and clear Seven Treasures Pond. It is majestic and huge, so magnificent that it cannot be added. If there is no room to hide, you can see some magnificent temples located on the mountain.

As for the Daleiyin Temple, it cannot be seen. It is located on the top of the mountain, [-] yojanas above the ground.

Now that the grand meeting is held, the entire Mount Sumeru is becoming more and more detached day by day, as if some kind of life body is recovering, absorbing the aura of stars in the world, absorbing the power of faith in the world.

The entire mountain was glowing, peaceful and pure thought power was lingering, and a large area of ​​light was transpiring. This is no longer a mortal land, like a holy land of immortals.

Layer after layer of silver light is transpiring, and there is even more light golden brilliance flowing, all of which are the purest power of faith, blessed on the mountain, so thick that it cannot be melted away.

This kind of power is so vast that it makes one's heart tremble, and it cannot be measured at all. The entire mountain has long been deified, and every plant and tree has Buddha nature, and is thoroughly nourished by the brilliance.

This is the gathering of thoughts of Buddhists from all over the universe for hundreds of thousands of years. After a long period of accumulation, there is such an inconceivable scene today.

In the depths of the universe, many ancient lands of life have the orthodoxy of Amitabha Buddha. The endless beliefs span the void, are not affected by distance, and finally flow to Mount Sumeru.

When it "recovers" and is held by the real master, the scene can be imagined. The power of faith seems to have turned into a real sea of ​​gods, with layers of brilliance and waves filling the entire ancient mountain, looking solemn and beautiful. Holy and soul-stirring.

A group of people from Lantuo Temple crossed the Seven Treasures Pond by means of the divine bridge, and after reaching the other shore and setting foot on Sumeru, they were overwhelmed by the sight and walked very slowly step by step, as if they were on a pilgrimage.

The old monk who led the way was not in a hurry, but on the contrary, he was very patient. He acted as a tour guide temporarily, explaining some historical sites from time to time, and commenting heavily on the history of Mount Meru. Obviously, he has received professional training.

This situation is not unique.

In fact, with the convening of the grand meeting and the uproar of propaganda compiled by Buddhist Tibetans, many ancient temples have been disturbed, and even the hidden orthodoxy can no longer be silent, for fear of being run over by the wheel of history and abandoned by the general trend.

Therefore, thousands of ancient temples flocked to Mount Sumeru in these days.

The Tathagata Buddha, who had been expected for a long time, made a plan for such a situation, trained a group of monks, and asked them to guide the guests, so that they could feel at home.

Of course, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Behind all these preferential treatment is a pair of eyes blending in the vast world, looking down and watching.

Every ancient temple and the places they visited were well planned and full of mysteries.

The breath will be recorded, leaked out unconsciously, collected and summarized by Jiang Yifei... Firstly, to observe, to see if there is any special constitution.

Secondly, it is also digging some treasures that are valued by it.

As we all know, Buddhism has a six-character mantra, which is famously passed down to the universe.

However, there are only four kinds left now, and the other two mantras are missing, which seem to be lost.

but……

Is it really lost?

Could it be that she changed her face and used other supernatural powers to cover up the truth, but it was passed on and passed on, and the later successors forgot the true face?
Or, it is not lost, but incomplete.

Just like the Xingzi secret among the nine secrets, it has been "lost" for a while, and there is no news on Beidou land.

However, isn't there also the Tianxuan Holy Land, which has mastered a wonderful step and has a long history with it?
It would be a blessing to find such a residual technique.

Jiang Yifei is very confident in his own wisdom.

As long as he can give him an introduction, he may not be able to complete it. At that time, the grand occasion of the six-character mantra will be reproduced. I don't know how far it will reach. Will he really be able to compete with the nine secrets?

The free king Tathagata Buddha has enough expectations for this.

After all, Buddhism used to be wide.

Even if its true glory is buried in the years.

In the ancient times of Immortals, there were Immortal Kings and True Immortals in Buddhism... Perhaps the six-character mantra can be traced back to that era.

If by chance, he has a relationship with the Immortal King, or even a remnant interpretation of the real Immortal King's series of killing skills, the Nine Secrets may really have an enemy!

"Six-character mantra, it's much easier to collect than nine secrets."

Jiang Yifei smiled, and rarely put down his practice to entertain guests.

This is very rare.

These days, on Mount Sumeru, he does not have the image of a "guest" who "studies abroad" at all. Instead, he looks like an uncle, commanding this and that, with awe-inspiring prestige.

But today, in a special period when many ancient temples are gradually converging on Mount Sumeru, and when he, a disciple of the Buddha, is most needed to come out to preside over affairs, he did not show up, and instead dealt with other people.

No.

It can't be called a human, it should be called... a dog!

A big black dog - Black Emperor!
At this moment, the Heihuang was sitting upright, carefree, not treating himself as an outsider at all, using the divine spring as water, and brewed a pot of Enlightenment tea.

While making tea, it chatted with Jiang Yifei about cultivation and secret techniques.

During this process, Jiang Yifei confessed the little calculation he was making.

Bodhi and Zen, and compilation of Buddhist scriptures, these are of course serious business, but there is also a little personal thought behind it.

He is fishing!

"Secret Nine, how many kinds can you and I master?"

"One Douzi secret, one Xingzi secret... No matter how many? There are no more."

Jiang Yifei said slowly, "All those who are facing the battle march forward in groups, this is the whole of the Nine Secrets."

There were some things he didn't say.

Nine Secrets, apart from Dou Zi Mi and Xing Zi Mi, he also knows the whereabouts of several other secret arts.

For example, Ziwei Ancient Star has Zhezi secrets, Qinling has Bingzi secrets, and Zhuofeng has Jiezi secrets... Wait a little longer, squat "My Son Wang Teng", and maybe you can get another former word secret.

But so what?

Pro word secrets, number secrets, and group word secrets are all mysteries.

It is the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

There are four mantras that are clearly stated, and there are only two unknowable ones.

And more importantly, Buddhism has a stronghold in Ximo, and Buddhist talents from other ancient stars have gathered here from time to time for hundreds of thousands of years, bringing their Buddhist scriptures and even their inheritance!

Unlike the Nine Secrets, which spread throughout the universe, I don't even know where to find them now.

The foundation of Buddhism gathers in the West Desert, and Mount Sumeru is the highest spiritual belief... If you still can't gather the six-character mantra after turning the West Desert upside down, you can declare that there is no hope, and you don't need to waste your efforts.

"So, you will propose to compile the Buddhist collection...so that's it!"

The big black dog sighed in admiration, "The mantra of 'Om' is just a bait to catch all the big fish that don't know it."

"All scriptures and inheritances will gather at Mount Sumeru at that time, and the secrets that have been hidden for ages will all be revealed in the sun at that time."

"This is a conspiracy, and it is aboveboard."

As the Heihuang spoke, he fell into deep thought, his dog eyes rolled, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, it spoke again, "Tell me, what if I also make a Daoist compilation on the land of the Eastern Wasteland?"

It asked questions with great interest, and the thought of gathering all the nine secrets remained undiminished.

Even if it can't achieve this big goal, it still wants to achieve a small goal.

For example - group word secret!

This is a kind of nine secrets involving formations, and Lingbao Tianzun's extreme interpretation has created a formation-shaped emperor soldier.

"Maybe you can try it, but don't expect much effect."

Jiang Yifei glanced at the Black Emperor and laughed, "The Emperor Wushi is only 8 years away from today... You don't have to dream too much about things he hasn't done yet."

Hei Huang listened, and immediately withered.

But when it mentioned the Great Emperor Wushi, it came up with other ideas.

"Ow!"

It howled loudly, and the countless depressions were vented, "My lord! I am ashamed of you, Xiao Hei!"

"Several years!"

"I haven't been able to find a successor for you!"

The big black dog barked and jumped, "Don't talk about passing it on!"

"I can't even find out where the successor's father is!"

"The child's mother has it, but the child's father doesn't know where he died!"

The big black dog was very depressed.

It picked up the teacup and poured it down.

After pouring it, it slapped the table, "The physique of the Eucharist back then was not too rare!"

"The nine holy bodies rule the world, and they come out one after another... This is not counting those holy bodies that fell down halfway before they reached the great completion!"

"In the past, it was hard to find the Taoist fetus, and the holy body came out...how come it's the other way around this time? I found all the Taoist fetuses, but the holy body doesn't even have a shadow!"

"It's not been a few years since the road to immortality opened!"

"Unlucky! Too bad luck!"

The Black Emperor kept complaining.

Jiang Yifei looked at the depressed Gouzi, but didn't speak, he suppressed a smile in his heart, counting the time silently.

'It seems that it's almost time... It's really time. '

He pondered in his heart, reckoning that the day when Nine Dragons would draw the coffin was approaching.

Only now did he have the clearest and most intuitive feeling of the passage of time.

Otherwise, with his current state of being obsessed with making relics on Mount Sumeru, it can be said that he has completely forgotten himself, and he does not know spring, summer, autumn and winter.

As long as the conditions are sufficient, he can finish [-] kinds of physique before considering going down the mountain!
It's a pity that although the background of Buddhism is rich, it is only to make offerings to him to break through the [-] mark, so he still needs to search elsewhere in the future.

In the final analysis, Buddhism also produced an Amitabha Buddha.

Although Buddhism has transformed many races, at most it is "three thousand people from the world of mortals"... occupying a part of the universe, but not all of them.

After all, other families also have great emperors and emperor soldiers... Even if the descendants can't do Buddhism, self-protection is not a problem.

These are hard bones, and Jiang Yifei needs to do it himself.

It's not easy being a teenager.

In order to cultivate the acquired chaotic body, and for the supporting "Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty", ten thousand Buddhas conquer the world, all of them are his "anchor", so as to pull the wool of the universe, he needs to endure a lot of hardships before he can step out a path .

It's not like the innate holy body and dao womb, just follow the path of the Great Emperor Wushi and it's over.

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't have much sympathy for the Black Emperor's complaints and complaints.

'No, I have to push it and let it go to the ancient forbidden land to borrow seeds. '

'How can we wait for Ye Fengchu to fall from the sky? '

"If you suffer from hardships, you will be a dog on a dog." '

’ As for Gouzi, who went to the barren ancient forbidden land and yelled to borrow seeds, would he be knocked down by the Dacheng Holy Body with a stick? '

'Well, I want to see that for Wu Shizhong's sake, at most he will suffer a little bit of flesh and blood! '

Jiang Yifei was suffocating bad water in his heart, coughed lightly twice, and said in a compassionate tone, "Heihuang... this is really impossible, you can go to the ancient and forbidden place to get the essence!"

"No! That's absolutely not possible!"

As soon as this was mentioned, the Black Emperor jumped up, very afraid of this restricted area.

Its dog eyes rolled around, and it looked very guilty... It was afraid of a peerless ruthless person!
"Heihuang! What do you think I am doing now?" Jiang Yifei said loudly, "Do you still remember the agreement that Senior Wu Shizhong made with me?"

"He wants to take a look at the contest between his own orthodox lineage and the empress's lineage, and see how high and low he is!"

"Is the Wushi Great Emperor superior? Or the Heaven Swallowing Emperor?"

"Is it the innate holy body, the Taoist body, or the chaotic body that is invincible in the world?"

"Black Emperor!"

"You don't want to make Emperor Wushi lose his face either..."

(End of this chapter)