Buddhist Cultivation: Starting from Divination

Chapter 126 The princess and the prince, the intersection of fate, the Great Flame Ancestral Artifact
Buddhism actually stood on his side, the other party must have some purpose.

Reminiscent of what Xiangyun said the day before yesterday, Dayan's national fortune was revived, and the current emperor, her brother, was furious and ordered to wipe out the remnants of Dayan.

Combined with what the monk said just now, other immortal sects have already made moves.

It is not difficult to guess that the Buddhist sect should be ordered to go down the mountain in order to compete with the Taoist sect for incense.

This is the only reasonable explanation.

In my opinion, they are no different from my uncle.

They all hope that they will become emperors.

Even in this forced way, trying to make myself accept everything.

They didn't think about their own thoughts, just using her name was enough.

This approach made her very angry.

Jinzhou's Raven split the helm.

"He is the Phoenix of the Four Heavens, with a noble status and monstrous aptitude. This pawn dealer is worthy of him."

Upon hearing the master's order, the surrounding disciples immediately went up.

"Today's Raven is the same as before, without a layer of protective umbrella, and it is more convenient to act."

Now that the Blood God Sect took the initiative to find the door, it was very suspicious.

"Have you found Dayan?"

"Benefactor, is there any room for maneuver in this matter?"

I'm sure you remember correctly, that He Shao has no superficial relationship with Emperor Taizu, he is the uncle of the current new emperor.

The next general in Megatron resigned his seal, let his horse go to Nanshan, and went back to the mountains.

Through Yougou Buddha Eyes, I saw Yin Nanyu's hideous stubbornness, liking, hesitation and other emotions.

In the last moment, a ray of light flickered in the eyes of the statue, and it seemed to come alive.

In the small courtyard of the villa, He Shaowei came to a narrow ancestral hall.

This boy has a destiny and is an existence that can be provoked.

"Holy man, it's too bad that you have something to do."

"Yes."

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghan lifted his phoenix eyes slightly, and looked at the two monks in front of him again, dressed in moon-white clothes, with exquisite facial features, just like people in a painting.

Looking at the smiling face of the fat monk's Maitreya, He Shaowei suddenly realized something.

"Qinghan, do you still feel relieved during those years he was in the folk? His father loved him back then, but he was still thinking about Xiaoxia after all. Did you tell you about the preparation plan for the trip to the capital? It's really yours." Wrong, let him be wronged outside the prison."

"No, I will not intervene."

Monk Fuhu shook his head.

Wang Peiming suspected that the prince who had experienced many battles would sit still and wait for death.

But if we intervene, do we really affect the small situation?
But at the same time, there was no hint of excitement in my heart.

The woman in the blood robe looked fierce.

Yin Nanyu was baffled by the short number.

Wang Peiming thought about it, and a person appeared in his mind.

But there is no way, can she kill her own uncle herself?
May I ask, is there no one worthy of you that day?
It wasn't until they saw jackdaws slowly flying up in the sky, which was a sign that the Raven Cult was ill, that everyone felt relieved.

It's as if it's gone.

The recovery of Pei Ming's national fortune means that the Great Yan has not been lost, and has surfaced again!
Things or people you don't have on your mind.

It also immediately understood why you were so frustrated with Xiaoxia.

"I have admired the real person's nickname for the corpse for a long time, and I have seen the younger generation."

The Blood God Sect and the Zongshi Tomb are both sects among the demon sects.

Even other Immortal Sects would dare to easily offend the Medicine Immortal Pill Valley.

"Forgiveness is hard to obey."

Every word of mine is a lot, but it's all to the point.

Wang Peiming made up his mind to pay attention, and the subordinates on the side continued to report:

"Why did the Blood God Sect come to your graveyard? It's a relationship between beating to death."

Because of Xianmen's suppression of the world, we have come forward a lot. Unless we are a small sect of magic, otherwise we are not qualified. We also communicate with each other.

The white-robed Taoist priest opened his eyes and said calmly, "I see."

He Shaowei narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard that name.

Monk Fu Hu folded his hands together and said with emotion: "The fate of all hearts is rare and precious, and there is no one in the heart of the benefactor."

Before that, Fuhu monk straightened his face again:
You glanced at the beautiful dress beneath you.

"The donor's idea is still too naive."

The Fu Hu monk on the side smiled and explained: "Your junior brother means that Pei Ming's current real dragon may cause huge waves in the future, and it may not even overthrow Xiao Xia, so every choice of the benefactor is important. Whatever you need."

For a moment, I seem to be absent-minded, thinking about people when I see things.

When you meet a good talent, you meet your opponent.

Yin Nanyu suddenly had a feeling in her heart.

As long as you are a monk, you will inevitably have to deal with pills.

In the center of the ancestral hall is a lacquered bronze statue of a crow's head.

Xiaoxia's only other surname is Wang.

Stretch out a bare hand, pinch hard.

Thinking like that, He Shaowei's heart became serious.

Similarly, a mammoth background has the same effect.

"But now, everything is ready. As long as he nods, no one can stop him from stepping down? As long as he can ascend the throne, no matter who he wants to take revenge, wants to vent his anger, and wants to liquidate, no one can stop him. .”

I was confused, the Taoist priest behind my eyes was not the sect master of the Zongshi Tomb. It was rumored that he had a profound Taoism and practiced for 700 years.

The real corpse frowned and said, "Why are you so sure?"

Wang Peiming raised his jewel-like eyes and said calmly.

In this regard, Fuhu monk has no bad solution.

One has to be supported to do it.

The subordinates of the Raven Cult reported: "On the day when the holy man was here, the Xiaoxia court rushed to clean up your sect, but launched a series of cleanups against Pei Ming's remnants, so that what a trivial matter happened everywhere. .”

Seeing your oily and retiring appearance, Changning Yu Qinghan could not hold back and taught in an elder's tone:
The real corpse waved his hand and said, "What happened?"

Wang Peiming nodded, not knowing it.

Dayan is the immortal artifact of Yan Zu's subordinates 700 years later.

After finishing speaking, I stood up, held a whisk, and walked towards the door.

Rumor has it that those who get great inflammation can get the secret of immortality.

This is a small plan for a country, and it is definitely something to be proud of to be able to defeat such a weak opponent.

This powerlessness comes from being helpless in the face of fate.

The blood-robed woman shook her head: "Have you found it yet? It's a fault. What's more, Dayan is in the hands of Zhenlong Pei Ming."

But my husband said, people don't believe in fate, my fate is up to me.

"Princess Xia and Prince Pei Ming, who gets the fate?"

Taking a first glance at the blue sky, Yin Nanyu turned her back on the ancestral device and the Seven Dragon and Tiger Monks, narrowed her eyes and said:
But Wang Peiming has not forgotten.

I know why.

A Raven Cultist in a white cloak bowed at the door and said respectfully.

The words are full of domineering.

"If the opportunity is seized, the birth of Pei Ming's real dragon will be Xiaoxia's real disaster at that time."

"The heart is not a pure place, so why be afraid of being stained with dust?"

At this time, you have just succeeded to the position of holy man, and it is at a time when there is little chaos in the sky.

"The two eminent monks, do you want to get involved in Daxia's abolition?"

At that time, Monk Canglong, who had always been taciturn, spoke with a serious face under his thin face.

Wang Peiming smiled faintly: "Get up, of course you have to get up."

Many elixirs in the world of cultivating immortals all come from the medicine elixir valley.

"What if that's what you do?"

That dress, it looks like I bought it.

fell under the statue.

Yin Nanyu said with a hot tone.

Immortal Sect cannot intervene in mundane affairs, this is the iron law, and it is also the biggest difference from Demon Sect.

In addition, the medicine elixir valley has the ordinary attributes of alchemy.

Naturally, he would put a pawnshop operator in his eyes.

When I saw the white-robed Taoist priest, I quickly got up and said:

Yin Nanyu stood under the low platform, through the shadow of the forest, he couldn't see the market under the small street in the courtyard.

If He Shao's plan to rejuvenate the country has retreated to the most critical moment, this man will take advantage of the opportunity to ascend the throne.

"It's the recovery of Pei Ming's national fortune, and there is no news about He Shao."

In the Pill Valley, every year it is necessary to produce more and less pills.

The words of Fu Hu monk are intended to show that the heart is pure, and the things of the world and the things in the body will erode the heart even if it is stained.

After some words came up, Yin Nanyu spoke in silence, as if he was moved.

Yin Nanyu's eyes were fierce, and she said lightly: "It's too early to say that now."

Ancestor Qi understands you very well. As an emperor, big things are forbearance and chaos for petty schemes, but for small things, how can you interfere with your heart for trivial things?
The two sides made a small move for this, and a fierce war broke out.

Eight years have passed, and everyone in the world has forgotten that there was never such a powerful male general and a noble princess.

Now Wang Peiming suddenly remembered that it wasn't that small a person who was dead or not, he was still alive among the people.

The unique heroism and arrogance under him shocked everyone on the stage.

Therefore, at this time, the Raven Sect can only lie dormant, and it can take the lead.

Unable to see through the eyes of the crow, the new emperor is a short-lived dragon who must have lived too long.

Eight years later, He Shao was subjugated, and He Shao became something that both Xianmen and Demonmen were fighting for.

Combined with what happened under the other party.

There must be no immortal sect on his side. When the other forces see it, are they just looking forward to it?

Small and big, the number is the number, there is no way to estimate.

"Xiaoxia Changning County Yu Qinghan returned home from a visit, thanked guests behind closed doors, there was no news, it was very suspicious. No one said that I went south, and no one in the church guessed that I was avoiding the present. Your Majesty's attention."

Cultivating Buddhahood affects one person, but it may change one person.

"Master, someone from the Blood God Sect is here, waiting in the back hall, saying that there is no small matter to discuss."

"Oh?"

"Back then, the Demon Lord said that only Dayan could lead Pei Ming's national fortune, and awakening Dayan required strong Pei Ming's blood. Now that Pei Ming's real dragon is born, it is not the worst proof that Dayan is alive."

Although it is one of the Seven Little Immortal Sects, the number of people is far less than that of our Immortal Sect, only one-eighth of ours, and the disciples of the Sect roam around the sky. My sect is so low.

Ancestor Qi flicked up his sleeves, sighed, his gaze was like a torch, and said in a deep voice:
Xianmen's small attack was slightly better, but there was no shadow of Dayan.

That layer alone is the most important reason.

A man forgotten by the world.

The bad guess of Dalingyin Temple, the little Xia Lifo, should be Pei Ming's enemy.

400 years have passed, but the power of Yan Zu is still there.

It is said that something usurping the throne and treason is secretly going on.

There is only one Dalingyin Temple and Yaoxian Pill Valley, and the attitude is still unknown for the time being.

In the big city near the sea in the south, one is in an unremarkable abandoned Taoist temple.

In the eyes of Xianmen, you are the one who decides the direction of the small trend in the sky.

A white-robed Taoist priest with a beard on both sides of his cheeks sat under the futon.

In the eyes of King Changning, Yin Nanyu is the best candidate for the throne.

The Yaoxian Pill Valley is a holy place for alchemy, a dojo of a medicine fairy in ancient times, where very few heaven and earth spirit treasures were born, and there are famous low-grade alchemists and top pharmacists in the sky outside.

But eight years later, there was a slight change in the court, and the current myth was forced to resign under the suppression of the young party.

"The disciples in the Lingshan of the Immortal Sect sent back news that the small formations in the Lingshan Mountain are changing frequently, and I am afraid that the small immortal sects have taken action."

"Say."

In fact, monk Fu Hu is also enlightening Yin Nanyu.

"There is an extremely immortal sect that seems to be neutral, and it is moving. The Taoist Temple of Longevity, Linglong Immortal Palace, and even Dalingyin Temple have all sent people up the mountain. It is not clear whether there is any movement in the elixir valley."

What is Great Inflammation?

If I sit on the throne, it will be secure.

He Shao and Raven will be the number one enemy on both sides!

Although Xianmen has the law to intervene in the secular world, it cannot affect the secular world and affect every move of the secular world.

After a moment of stunned, he suddenly remembered.

Upon hearing that, the real corpse reached out his hand to stop the other party from continuing, and looked at Qi Zhou: "Let's go in."

"Not yet." Wang Peiming said with a calm expression in his eyes.

The school grounds were solemn and quiet for seven weeks.

Outside the dimly lit room, blood was thick.

"Besides the days when you were here, there is no news from anywhere?"

"Bodhi originally had a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is originally a thing, and where does the dust come from?"

You bowed down to the huge bronze statue, and then took out the pottery crow fairy clay sculpture in front of the bronze statue.

Without you, Xiaoxia would be down, like the sun in the sky.

Changning Yu Qinghan is a very strange name.

But my surname is Yu after all.

There is no time, an attitude cannot allow a few people to advance despite difficulties.

Wang Peiming didn't turn his head, but he just stroked the statue of Crow Immortal under his hand.

The subordinate continued to report:

Monk Fu Hu shook his head, the smile on his face changed, because he was affected by these words.

You once led Xiaoxia's army to flatten half of the Pei Ming Dynasty. From south to north, you won every battle. You are known as Xiaoxia Myth.

At this time, the market is full of traffic, noisy and busy, and you seem to have seen this figure you haven't seen for a long time outside the Huaizi pawnshop.

Little Xia Peiming is in the palm of his hand.

Very slowly, a woman appeared in the vision of the white-robed Taoist priest, sitting in the center of the small hall, wearing a blood robe, with red pupils.

They are all existences that a small number of sects can provoke.

The blood-robed woman hurriedly replied.

Come on, He Shao has been guarded by Pei Ming's royal family and people from Xianmen for generations to guard the national destiny.

Hearing that the Raven's headquarters in the capital was destroyed by the Xiaoxia court, there was no news for several days. The congregants all over the place were panic-stricken, afraid of losing their guidance and future.

Just like the opposition between Buddhism and Taoism, the essence comes from incense, but it does not affect the purity of Buddhism.

"At present, the Northern Wolf Empire has not retreated to test the northern border. The congregation on the border sent back news that the retreat was fierce and might be the smallest war in history. Holy man, if you wait Want to make trouble?"

"Compared to the throne, what are these grievances?"

A drop of crystal clear blood slipped from the fingertip.

Yin Nanyu laughed hotly: "Buddhism has always been a place of pure cultivation, and if you think about it, you will also intervene in the secular world and do things to compete for interests."

Even people from Xianmen can't do anything if they want to, because they will be backlashed by the great flames.

The real corpse said with a serious face.

Thinking of this, Yu Qinghan suddenly felt powerless.

At that moment, a voice sounded from the door.

Everyone knows what to do.

Frowning slightly, he said in a cold tone:

I knew those few news lately.

After getting that answer, Monk Fuhu and Monk Canglong looked at each other, and they both saw the meaning in each other's eyes.

But with today's new emperor's skeptical temperament, that prince might have grown too old.

Crow Immortal's guidance will tell you.

"The real dragon swallows the sky, whatever."

(End of this chapter)