Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 115 The Incense Controversy, Fairy Linglong, Fighting for All
"Master, what happened?"

A 13-year-old boy in a knotted bun, with bright eyes and a bright look, stood beside the middle-aged Taoist priest and asked in a pretty voice.

This middle-aged Taoist priest is the master of the Taoist Temple of Longevity. He looks very energetic, and the simple Taoist robe is covered by a faint golden mist.

"The descendant of Yan Zu was born, and the incense that we have been chasing so hard has some hope."

The Master of Longevity shook the whisk in his hand and chuckled lightly.

"really?"

When the clever boy heard the words, his eyes lit up.

We must know that the prosperity of Xianmen depends on the incense of the world, and the rich incense can be blessed by the mighty power of heaven and earth, and the practice can be improved to a higher level.

As far as he knew, since Dayan's demise, the incense of the Taoist temple has dimmed, and the strength of the master's cultivation has also stagnated.

"I think back then, the Taoist Temple of Longevity was the national religion of Dayan, and the incense was very strong at that time."

The clever child recalled in his mind.

The Master of Longevity became more and more excited as he thought about it, and he hurriedly confessed to the clever boy: "Go and call your elder brother! I have something to tell him."

The clever boy looked very surprised: "Didn't the eldest brother be called by the master to visit the door not long ago? It's only been a few years, and you want to call him back?"

The elder brother is the gatekeeper of the new decade, guarding the eastern area, and he is the successor that the master favors.

"Is it more important to watch the gate or to burn incense?"

The Lord of Longevity was like a child, he turned his face when he said he would turn his face, and said with an unhappy face.

The child couldn't help pouting: "Of course incense is important."

"That's it."

The Master of Changsheng Temple smiled inscrutably, and raised his head solemnly: "If the Great Yan can restore the country, my Taoist sect will be able to prosper for at least a hundred years, and there are many immortal sects that fell in the middle. The Taoist temple has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has been passed down to me How can it fall?"

"But Xianmen can't interfere with the secular world." The clever boy scratched his hairless head.

"Look!"

The Lord of Longevity gave a deep tut, hating that iron cannot become steel:

"Misunderstanding! Pure misunderstanding!"

"If you have practiced for so long, you haven't even broken through the golden core. This is the gap in understanding. Who said I'm going to interfere with the secular world?"

The subject of the Temple of Longevity educated earnestly: "I'm asking Senior Brother Ni to curry favor with this descendant of the Yanzu. He looks familiar. It would be nice if we can remember our Taoist Temple when we restore the country in the future."

"Oh, so it is like this, Master, I have realized it!"

The clever boy nodded abruptly, his immature face suddenly filled with confusion.

"I'm going to find the elder brother."

At this time, Xiaolingyin Temple, one of the five great fairy gates, is also very restless at the moment.

Among the temples made of ancient spirit wood, the fairy mist is thick, and there are many people visiting the mountain, which forms a sharp contrast with the Taoist Temple of Longevity.

inside the temple.

A young monk in a brown robe, clasped his hands together, bowed slightly to an old man with white eyebrows covering his eyes and wearing a red cassock:

"Abbot, I have found out that it is the destiny of Great Yan. It should be the descendant of Yanzu, and it is not an ordinary descendant. The celestial phenomenon is manifested by Tianlong. Do you want to fight for it?"

The eyes of the white-browed old man were covered by the long white beard, and he couldn't see the eyes clearly. He could only hear a calm voice:

"Amitabha, Buddhism does not serve two dynasties, and now Lingyin Temple relies on the Great Xia Dynasty to share incense from the world."

"If Great Xia perishes, it will be extremely detrimental to us, and it will definitely be a devastating blow."

The young monk wondered, "Then what should we do?"

"Xianmen can't interfere with the secular world, so I'm afraid that Daxia will not be able to defeat Dayan, and the recovery of Dayan's national fortune will inevitably have someone behind it, such as Daomen, Taoist Temple of Longevity and them."

There was a bit of worry in the young monk's tone.

"Since Da Xia was able to establish a dynasty, he naturally obeyed the current destiny. It can only be said that Da Yan's fate should not be terminated, but Da Xia is still a giant, occupying the initiative."

"Besides, there are still variables in Daxia, don't worry, don't worry."

The white-browed old man said calmly.

"What does the abbot mean, does Daxia have other hidden backgrounds?" The young monk thought for a moment and said.

The white-browed old man said meaningfully: "When everyone puts their eyes on the real dragon, they will forget that the phoenix can also nirvana."

Many fairy sects startled the world one after another, raised their eyes to look at the world again, and wanted to get a share of the world of Dading again.

The world is peaceful, which means that everything has settled and the cake has been divided.

If there is another storm, it means that there is an opportunity to take advantage of, and Xianmen can get infinite benefits from the world.

Linglong Fairy Palace is naturally among them.

Lianchi Tianshan, covered with snow.

A beautiful woman in palace attire holding an ice crystal scepter, looks only about 30 years old, with a mature and plump figure, and her every move shows her power.

"Yue Qing."

"There is a real dragon born in the south, this is a good opportunity for you to improve your cultivation."

"You must be prepared."

The eyes of the beautiful woman in the palace costume flickered with brilliance, and her tone was extremely firm.

In front of her, there was a woman with absolute immortality, her expression was silent, her temperament was clean and clean, she wore a moon blue fairy dress, her facial features were exquisite, as pure as a bright moon and white snow, the main reason was that her temperament was too outstanding. Just one glance, it gives people a feeling of unattainable, like a nine-day fairy.

Her name is Qiu Yueqing, she is the first true biography of Linglong Immortal Palace, and she is also the master of Linglong Palace. This is the only direct biography of this beautiful woman.

He is the person who is most likely to inherit the mantle of Asgard in the future.

Qiu Yueqing's expression at this time was not as happy as imagined, but his eyelashes drooped, and his beautiful eyes said sadly:

"Senior Sister was originally the most likely person in Linglong Immortal Palace to inherit the great responsibility, but now she is caught in a love calamity"

"so what."

The beautiful woman in palace attire said lightly.

"I'm worried that one day I will walk the same path as my senior sister." Qiu Yue sighed quietly.

The beautiful woman in the palace costume held the scepter, turned her back to her, and sighed: "Yueqing, you have to understand that this is an inevitable step on the road of cultivation. Love is the fate of our Linglong Immortal Palace. Only by taking this step , in order to aspire to the top of Huashen."

"Now this Great Flame True Dragon is transformed from a sleepy dragon. It is even more prosperous than the true dragons of previous dynasties. It is hard to find in the world. You are the Ice Phoenix Heavenly Spiritual Root. If you can double cultivate and reconcile Yin and Yang, you can get the incense of destiny. In addition, the future of immortality is far away, this is your only way out, otherwise, no matter how hard you try, it will be of no avail."

The beautiful woman in palace costume persuaded her in an extremely gentle tone, and informed the other party of the current situation.

"Disciple understands."

After listening to Master's words, Qiu Yueqing thought for a long time, and finally made up her mind.

"I will not follow the path of Senior Sister."

Hearing this, the beautiful woman in palace attire smiled slightly on her pretty face: "Very good, this is my disciple of Liu Tianxue."

"Go ahead, the teleportation array is already charging, don't let other fairy gates take the lead."

"This trip must not interfere with the world, but it must be approved by the real dragon."

In the extreme west of Daxia.

The place where the bones are buried is sparsely populated and the environment is harsh. An old man in a deep purple robe, with gray hair, stared at the eastern coastal area, and said with an evil smile: "Is the Great Yan True Dragon, so rich in luck, it can actually wake up the sleeping man?" I am afraid that there are many immortal sects who are jealous of the fate of the Great Yan Kingdom."

"It's not like my Demon Sect can't abduct him. It's fine if he is obedient. If he doesn't listen, should he take it away?"

Thinking about it, the purple-robed old man was a little entangled again.

Finally, after thinking about it, I gave up.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to seize the house. If you rob him, you may be backlashed by the luck of the world. It's better to be more stable and give me some guidance."

"These fairy gates will definitely send people to protect them, and they must find a way to abduct them."

"Well, that's right, that's it, kill these dolls, then this real dragon will have to follow me if he doesn't want to."

The purple-robed old man chuckled.

"These old guys are so afraid of the thunder disaster falling from the sky, they dare not take action themselves, but I am not afraid."

Tianmu Mountain.

The vision of the scorching sun and the vision of the sky dragon had lasted for a long time, and the phantom of the silver-scale sky dragon representing the fate of the country escaped into Zhao Huai's body.

In an instant, the sea of ​​gold in the entire dense forest disappeared, and all the movements calmed down.

In front of the Black Wind Cave, the monsters were dying or fleeing.

In the entire Demon Cave, there was no sign of any demons.

Zhao Huai sat cross-legged on the ground, his body was filled with golden light, and the light flowed, looking like a little golden man.

Circulating the true energy, luck for several weeks, before inhaling the overflowing golden light into the sea of ​​air.

The fate of the country that was brought out by the condensed fate just now has become a part of Zhao Huai.

Corresponding to the article of [Shaking the Dragon's Destiny], the qualification to open the incense of the people is actually the premise of the national destiny.

The fortune of the country is the embodiment of the incense of the people.

If you win the public opinion, you will revive the national fortune.

If you lose the support of the people, you will lose the destiny of the country.

The people here, in addition to ordinary people, there are thousands of monks.

Incense was originally a product of ancient gods and immortals.

It represents a kind of belief and expectation, not just a stick of incense.

Now it has also become part of the National Games.

If the incense is strong, the country will prosper.

If the national fortune is prosperous, it can support everyone in the world.

Regardless of one's background, high or low, or ordinary people, as long as a country's national fortune is prosperous enough, ordinary people will not starve to death no matter how bad their lives are.

People can have enough food and clothing, a home to live in, and a great shelter for the world's poor and happy.

If the fate of the country is corrupt, no matter how rich and powerful a person is, he will be scattered in military disasters and die in troubled times.

This is the role of national luck.

It is also the reason why many immortal sects scramble for incense. This is an indispensable thing for immortal sects to maintain prosperity and produce powerful monks in large numbers.

hum!
The crackling sound of Zhao Huai's sea of ​​qi finally stopped, the primordial solidification of the true essence had been completed, and the tide of the true essence arrived as promised.

He also officially entered the seventh floor, the late stage of foundation establishment.

After beheading the Spider Emperor and the Demon King, the massive amount of energy he obtained allowed him to step into a wonderful level ahead of time.

I haven't heard of it at all.

I only know that this level can manifest visions, the true essence is basically solidified, and the spiritual power is refreshed, as if the whole body has been purified, and the true essence in the body has doubled several times compared to before.

Compared with the strength in the middle stage of foundation establishment, this is a completely different change.

Zhao Huai felt that there was a lot more in his body, which had never appeared before.

"Congratulations, little friend, after experiencing Dan's reincarnation, you have successfully reached the first reincarnation of the transition period."

At this time, a gentle smile sounded beside him.

Zhao Huai raised his eyes and saw that it was the sheep-bearded old man who had faced the demon king before, holding a purple spirit sword, stepping out of the sky, with a ethereal aura.

Not only the sheep-bearded old man, but also many young disciples of Wangxianzong around him also fell from the sword, stood on the ground, and surrounded him.

Everyone stared at Zhao Huai with curiosity and envy.

It made him very uncomfortable.

This kind of look seemed to want to dissect Zhao Huai to see what he did.

"I have seen the elders."

All the Wangxianzong disciples saluted the sheepbeard old man after they landed.

"I have seen seniors."

Zhao Huai clasped his fists and said hello.

Since you are the elder of Wangxianzong, you can say hello.

He knew that the opponent was a strong man at the Golden Core level, and being able to fight a full-body demon king for hundreds of rounds was enough to show his strength, and he was worthy of greetings.

It's just that Zhao Huai hasn't figured out what exactly happened, including the Dayan National Games, and he didn't realize it either.

He had just been completely immersed in the cultivation of the sea of ​​consciousness, judging by his spiritual consciousness, he only knew that he had caused a terrifying sky phenomenon, and the commotion was a bit loud.

"What kind of senior do you call me? It's too natural. You can just call me Uncle Mu. Wan Qiu mentioned you to me. I didn't expect you to be a good-looking person. You are indeed a dragon among men."

The goatee old man smiled and said.

This made Chu Longxiang on the side quite speechless.

This is too outrageous, no matter how talented the other party is, they can't make a relationship like this.

This is not a relationship, it is a relationship!
It's a pity that he can only complain in his heart. Elder Mu is quite famous in Wangxianzong, and he was good to him in the past.

It's just that this kid's aptitude is too monstrous, even his own is far inferior.

"Uh, that's not good."

Knowing the identity of the other party, Zhao Huai's attitude is still good, after all, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and Wangxianzong is the largest sect with a radius of thousands of miles, so there is still a lot of benefit in making friends.

How could he know that the other party came up and made this out, which made him a little dazed, and even terrified of being stared at.

"Little friend's strength is not bad. Helping me deal with the demon king is an act of kindness. Besides, you and Wan Qiu are good friends. It's just an uncle. It's not a big deal."

"Ok."

Zhao Huai had no choice but to say, he immediately remembered the 'Dan Zhuan Fate' mentioned by the senior in front of him just now, and asked curiously:

"Uncle Mu just said that the scene I just experienced was Dan's reincarnation, but what is Dan's reincarnation?"

Hearing this, Elder Mu smiled happily, and explained Dan's explanation of turning fate again.

After Zhao Huai heard it, he suddenly realized.

"No wonder, I just said why the true essence in the body has solidified, so it has gone through a turn."

"That's right, as a little friend, the golden core that will be condensed in the future must be above the sixth rank." Elder Mu stroked his goat beard and said with a smile.

"How many turns of the golden elixir is the elder?"

Elder Mu said quite regretfully: "I am a four-turn golden elixir, and the upper limit is still low after all. As far as I know, among the immortal sect, those with extraordinary talents are all six-turn golden elixir, and the six-turn golden elixir can be used as a medicine." Secular gatekeeper."

"Six turns."

Zhao Huai murmured softly, and couldn't help but think of the sword he had fought against the gatekeeper of the Wuji Immortal Sect in the sky above the capital.

It turns out that the gatekeeper is only a rank six golden elixir.

True disciple Chu Longxiang stared at Zhao Huai's silhouette, and couldn't help asking:
"In my opinion, Your Excellency's fate is the Silver Scaled Heavenly Dragon, but are you a descendant of the Great Flame?"

Hearing this, Zhao Huai recalled his vision, and just wanted to answer.

"Da Yan's national fortune has recovered, Dayan's national fortune has recovered!"

An extremely excited voice came from behind, directly interrupting him.

An old man in a Confucian robe stood beside a silver-haired woman, followed by a large group of monks.

Puff!
The old man in the Confucian robe took the lead in prostrating and bowing, and the people behind him followed suit and knelt down.

"Kowtow to see the real dragon!"

This made Zhao Huai look confused.

A real dragon?

When did I become a real dragon?
(End of this chapter)