Super Monk

Apart from the sweeping fire, water and wind, Zhao Fugui could only vaguely see the Qingyun, the light and the golden lamp around it. In addition, it was completely covered.

When he took back his eyes, he felt vaguely that Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him, and his eyes were neither sad nor happy.

After waiting for a long time, there was no change. Zhao Fugui engraved his brand here, completed this journey back to time, pushed forward his traces of existence in Jiuyou to the time of opening up, and became an ancient creature witnessing the whole history of Jiuyou, a real ancient creature!

Of course, his consciousness is not like the real other side. It has already lived outside the long river of time. It can exist in every moment of the past at the same time, but it can be transferred between the marks left in history. The actual combat has no great influence, but it is totally different in nature. It belongs to one of the differences between the false and the true, and one of the differences between relying on Jiuyou and his own ability.

Zhao Fugui's consciousness did not directly transfer back to the current node, but searched the history of Jiuyou and came to a certain era.

According to what Xiao sang said before he left temporarily, if you can go back, you must come to see him!

The yellow brown water is rolling and flowing, full of the meaning of death and sinking. Countless evil spirits are floating in the waves, pulling all the things that pass through here. Let them also wash away their memory and spirituality, and they will be trapped in the yellow spring forever.

This section of the river has no sediment accumulation, and the mountains on both sides are rugged and precipitous. It looks like a monster only lurking in the dark. At this moment, a yellow skinny, compassionate and wise monk is walking along the cliff step by step, bearing the strong wind, cold blood and depravity. There is no pause and no bitterness.

Zhao Fugui appeared beside him, followed him quietly for a few steps, and suddenly spoke in a low voice:

"Buddha."

This monk is the Buddha of Lingshan mountain who used to measure Jiuyou, the master of Suva world, and the only one who is detached!

After the fall of the other side, there is only a simple brand left in the past to maintain the process of history. What about the Lingshan Buddha who has witnessed the Tao and fruit? Will it be different from the other side?

This is the reason why Zhao Fugui must come to see the "brand" of Buddha, to see if he can use it to find out some secrets and use it when he is on the other side!

The Buddha put his hands together, and his expression remained unchanged. There was no pause because of Zhao Fugui's coming and shouting. It seemed that there was nothing outside his heart and nothing outside his body. In short, he turned a blind eye and heard nothing.

Zhao Fugui held his hands behind him, and his xuanpao was rattled by the strong wind above the yellow spring. He continued to walk side by side with Lingshan Buddha, and said to himself:

"I once went to Lingshan, followed the river beside Lingyun ferry, and went back to Houfeng, saw the carapace left after the golden cicada shelled, and entered the place where the supreme Buddha was forbidden..."

He slowly described his experience of going to and from Lingshan mountain several times. It was like asking Buddha for advice.

But the Buddha still has no response, more like the brand of Ananda than after being suppressed.

Turning his head, Zhao Fu Gui took a deep look at him and said nothing more. His body dispersed like fog and disappeared here.

The vigorous wind swept everywhere, the yellow spring waves, the Buddha step by step to move forward, as if to go through the eternal time.

Suddenly, a tiny crack appeared in the back of his head, and then it expanded rapidly and continued to extend. Like taking off his clothes, he took off his skin and came out with a brand-new figure. He was still six feet tall, yellow and thin, compassionate and intelligent. He just stopped a little. Looking back, he looked at the place where Zhao Fugui had disappeared. His mouth cracked and forty Buddha's teeth were exposed ！

The faded shell is smashed, turned into pieces of glass light, fell into the yellow spring, disappeared in a flash.

………

With the change of will, Zhao Fugui didn't return to the current node, but came nearly two hundred years ago, and appeared beside a gap of Jiuyou where communication invaded the real world.

Outside the crack of the black fog, there stands a mountain, towering and gloomy. It is Tianzhu Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou, the ashram of immortal demon God!

Through the crevice, you can see the tombs in the mountain. There are lights burning in the tombs, but there is no coffin. There is only a black cloud ice bed, on which the immortal demon God is sitting cross legged and covered with a black robe.

Opposite him stood a brave man with lofty body and pale gold. In Zhao Fugui's opinion, he was so familiar and closely related.

This is the incarnation of "immortal Taoist body" who came to visit undead demon God in the past and asked the descendants of Wuzhuang temple about their whereabouts!

"Should I call you Puxian Bodhisattva or Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Huasheng zhengse asked.

At this time, the immortal demon god suddenly turned his eyes to the Jiuyou crevice under Tianzhu Mountain and said in a deep voice:

"which demon God is coming? Why do you eavesdrop? "

Zhao Fugui sighed and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "what did the demon God see when he escaped from Lingshan, so that he did not dare to leave this world and did not want to return to the pure land?"

In the face of this sudden situation, his incarnation of "immortal Tao" seems to be stupefied, because the past has been transferred to Jiuyou, and the rest is just the brand.Undead demon God immediately silent, a long time later said: "I don't remember, I don't know who the devil is?"

"Who is it?" Zhao Fugui rarely smiles, "isn't that the one in front of you?"

"You..." The undead demon God's mood obviously fluctuated and was shocked. He immediately realized, "it turns out that this is not the current node. You can prove the other side. You can trace back to this. No, you are the pseudo other side. You are the pseudo other side achieved by the eight nine Xuangong."

"Now that I know that I have achieved the false other side, and that I am the direct descendant of yuxu, what else can the demon God say?" Zhao Fugui said calmly.

Undead demon God pondered for a while, wondering: "why not ask at the current node? Did I fall by that time? "

"No Zhao Fugui said simply, "demon God, you will understand why in the future."

Hearing Zhao Fugui's reply, undead demon God was obviously relieved, and then sighed: "when I seized a ray of life and escaped from Lingshan, I found two things. One is the moment when Ten Thousand Buddhas fell together. There was a strong fluctuation at the back peak of Lingshan, with a sense of ecstasy, and it was very similar to the breath of Buddha..."

"The supreme True Buddha is the product of the reduction and emptiness of Buddha. I have dealt with him in the future." Zhao Fugui said calmly.

"Supreme Buddha..." Undead demon God muttered to himself, "so it is."

After a pause, he continued: "at the moment when Ten Thousand Buddhas fell together, Bodhi ancient Buddha stopped the demon saint. It was not too early or too late. It just happened that it could not prevent Ananda from reversing the battle, but also made it too late for the demon saint to save the rest of the great saints. It seemed that she wanted to make her five virtues polluted by Jiuyou, and then Amitabha Buddha came."

"It's no wonder that the great sage of Qi Tian would say," teacher, no wonder you dare not return to the pure land of Buddhism. " Zhao Fugui's tone was a little more sad.

Seeing undead demon God, there is nothing else to reveal. He flashed, left his mark here, and then returned to the current node to let history perform quietly and keep its original appearance.

………

Zhao Fugui, sitting on the top of the dark peak, opens his eyes. At the same time, the immortal demon God in the world on his journey to the West suddenly shudders, adding a memory that didn't exist in the past to his mind.

The figure hidden in the crevice of Jiuyou can be seen clearly, and the dialogue always reverberates in my mind, leaving traces of him back to that year.

"I will understand why in the future..." The immortal demon whispered to himself.

………

"Zhao Luo!"

In the world, the king Buddha gives out a painful hum, the words of Buddha in the center of his brow are bright, and thousands of characters are stacked one after another, showing the pure light of colored glass. He deduces the Tathagata palm in one form. He resists the erosion of flesh and blood, jumps into the Western Paradise.

Before he really entered, the flesh and blood suddenly fell down on its own, faded its vitality and spirituality, and decayed into mud.

"It's the remnant of Zhao Huang's blood after his assimilation..." The world is free, and the king Buddha is free.

In the case of those on the other side of the world, relying on a mass of flesh and blood will certainly not hurt themselves. That is to say, I feel sick, so that I can continue to ask the way in the future.

On the ancient tree of Fusang, the Qing emperor looked at the scene and suddenly sighed.

Zhao Luo wants to send "words", oneself already knew.

He shows the current situation in front of his eyes through this matter: when facing the alliance between Buddhism and the unborn mother, when the position of the demon emperor swings, he and the moral emperor are at an absolute disadvantage. What's more important is that he has achieved the other side the latest, and his power has not yet grown up, so jiulingyuansheng and moonlight Bodhisattva can hold hands at present.

The subtext is about to come out: I urgently need an ally, an ally on the other side, an ally representing the forces of yuxu palace!