Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 273 [Ancestor Bodhi, discuss traveling to the west]

"I didn't expect that Tianzun Daoyan is also an elegant person. Such a beautiful scenery is a hundred times more beautiful than Prince Dong in charge of Zizhou Mansion."

Along the way, Patriarch Bodhi marveled at the fact that when Prince Dong was in charge of the male immortals of the ancient world, Zhunti naturally came under his jurisdiction. Due to human kindness, he also came to this Zizhou Mansion.

But compared to before the Hundred Yuan Meeting, today's Zizhou Mansion not only has not withered, but is even more majestic.

Patriarch Bodhi walked into the main hall of Zizhou Mansion and faced Zhang Yan, who was at the head of the hall, with an involuntarily solemn expression.

"Poor monk, I have met Daoyan Tianzun."

Zhang Yan opened his eyes, looked at Zhunti and said softly: "Please sit down."

A cloud appeared at the feet of Patriarch Bodhi. The relationship between Zhang Yan and Patriarch Bodhi is definitely not good, but they are both famous and powerful people. Bodhi is willing to pay a visit, so Zhang Yan still has to give him the face he deserves. Why not? It doesn't mean that he is stingy.

Patriarch Bodhi sat cross-legged on the mat, and said with a trembling smile: "Daoyan Tianzun is really admirable. In the hands of Tianzun, the Zizhou Mansion is even more impressive than that of Dongwanggong back then."

"Ancestor Bodhi is too praised."

"I wonder why Patriarch Bodhi is visiting you this time?"

Patriarch Bodhi looked serious, "Actually, in addition to visiting Taoist friends this time, I mainly have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?"

In fact, as early as when Patriarch Bodhi appeared in West Kunlun, Zhang Yan had guessed something. What could make Patriarch Bodhi come in person must be the spread of Buddhism eastward.

"The current trend of Buddhism still lacks some momentum. It happens that there will be a great calamity in a thousand years. The poor monk wants to take this opportunity to spread Buddhism eastward."

After Patriarch Bodhi spoke the words, he kept his eyes on Zhang Yan's expression. He didn't continue to speak until he realized that there was nothing strange about the other party.

"This matter is related to the perfection of the way of heaven, which can obtain immeasurable merits and blessings of luck. However, for the Buddhist Dharma to enter China, it still needs the cooperation of interpretation and teaching, so I came here to discuss this matter."

As Patriarch Bodhi slowly spread the story of spreading Buddhism to the East, Zhang Yan secretly said in his heart: "It really is for this purpose."

"Fellow Taoist, what do you think of this matter?"

Patriarch Bodhi's heart sank. The biggest beneficiary of the spread of Buddhism to the East is undoubtedly Buddhism. How could Tianzun Daoyan not know the stakes? But even so, after listening to it, the other party showed no expression or thought at all. How deep it is.

Zhang Yan said with a smile: "Very good, if this matter is perfected, Taoist Buddhism will definitely reach a higher level."

Patriarch Bodhi was overjoyed, "Did that Taoist friend agree that Buddhism would take over China?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yan shook his head slightly and said, "How can Patriarch Bodhi say this? When Buddhism takes over the Middle Kingdom, the poor Taoist people have never stopped you."

Ancestor Bodhi rolled his eyes, trying to silence himself.

"Fellow Taoist, the merits of traveling to the west are immeasurable. If you, the Taoist, are willing to back down, I am willing to give up a spot for the journey to the west. Can you think of it?"

Zhang Yan smiled lightly, this was what he was waiting for.

"it is good."

When Patriarch Bodhi received Zhang Yan's nod, he felt relieved. The most difficult person to deal with had been decided, and the rest would be much easier to deal with.

After discussing the main matters, Patriarch Bodhi did not leave so quickly. Instead, he had a discussion with Zhang Yan and then left with a smile.

"Haha, Patriarch Bodhi, you may have miscalculated this time."

Zhang Yan watched Patriarch Bodhi leave with a slight smile on his face.

He checked the layout of the westward journey before Ancestor Bodhi. Hundreds of years ago, the golden cicada was brought to the west by the Tathagata Many Treasures, so Zhang Yan naturally knew about it. He was really looking forward to how ridiculous the expressions of the Buddhist people would be after they left for the west.

In the ancient land, on a mountain peak, a resolute man wearing a Taoist robe faced the vast dark clouds in the sky without flinching.

"Boom!"

Between the dark clouds, countless lightning and thunder rolled, and thunder dragons of dozens of feet jumped.

"I have practiced cultivation for one hundred and thirty years, and today is the day when I will transcend the tribulation and fly to heaven."

The man looked determined, and with a flick of his right hand, a three-foot green blade appeared in his hand. The strong wind blew his robe sharply.

"Boom!"

In an instant, dozens of thunderbolts fell together, roaring towards the man who had transcended the tribulation.

"The Tao is immeasurable, and the universe is infinite."

A tai chi appeared in front of the man, resisting all the falling thunder. The three-foot green sharp edge in his hand took the opportunity to swipe towards the sky, cutting down dozens of sky thunder that followed, showing his invincible attitude.

Since becoming a god, the Heavenly Court system has been perfected, and the Feathering Immortal Pool has been refined. Once the innate spiritual cultivation reaches the immortal realm, the power of Feathering will come to them, and they can choose to ascend to Heaven.

This has greatly added many immortals to the heaven, and Zhang Bairen is a casual cultivator in the human world. He has been practicing since he was a child. Due to his unusual talent, it took him 130 years to advance to the realm of immortals.

His biggest dream is to ascend to heaven and become a carefree immortal.

"Boom!"

There are seven or forty-nine heavenly tribulations in total. After the heavenly tribulation is over, the dark clouds in the sky clear away, revealing the guiding fairy light of Yuhuaxianchi.

Zhang Bairen looked excited. He did not refuse the golden light from Yuhuaxianchi, but escaped into the heaven under the pull of this fairy light.

At Nantianmen, several immortal officials were guarding the Yuhua Immortal Pond. Suddenly, a burst of light erupted from the Immortal Pond, attracting several immortal officials.

"Here comes another person, prepare to greet him."

A short and fat immortal yawned and slowly walked towards the Feathering Immortal Pond.

As the destiny of Heaven continues to rise, and the spiritual energy of Heaven is sufficient, many scattered immortals in the ancient world will join Heaven after surviving the thunder tribulation of immortals. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the number of people who have ascended from the lower world has exceeded millions. , there are also outstanding people among them.

"Crash!"

A man emerged from the Yuhuaxian Pond. The man's eyes were tightly closed, as if he had fallen into some kind of epiphany.

This is also the power of the Yuhua Immortal Pond. Anyone who accepts the guidance of the Yuhua Immortal Light will have a chance to understand Taoism. As for what they can understand, it depends on their own opportunities.

"It took this guy so long to realize it? Is there something wrong?"

The short and fat immortal asked his companion hesitantly.

"Wait slowly, don't be in a hurry."

"Ha~!"

The other person yawned drowsily. There was nothing he could do about it. If he interrupted others' understanding of Taoism, it would be a violation of heaven's rules.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Bairen suddenly opened his eyes. Between his eyes, there was a faint golden light emerging, and there was a golden dragon shadow hovering around him, and a terrifying energy spread throughout the heaven.

(End of this chapter)