Chapter 2788 Prologue

"Master..." Xiong Yi and the others looked at each other, not knowing what Xiao Hua was talking about. ∷,

"Master..." At this time, Wang Zhifei brought his mother to the main hall and was about to pay a visit.

Xiao Huafei was in mid-air, waving the Kunlun Mirror in his hand, a beam of light covered the two of them, and said: "You go to Kunlun Wonderland first, and talk about it later!"

Then he turned to Xiong Yi and said, "Are those disciples ready?"

"Of course!" Xiong Yi hurriedly got up and replied, "The disciples who can teach are separated from the disciples who have no one to teach! No special preparation is required!"

"Okay!" Xiao Hua waved his hand, "You take me there, and I suddenly thought of something, and I have to do it right away!"

"Actually, if Master has something to do, you might as well do it first and talk about it after you go back to the mountain!" Xiong Yi replied with a smile leading the way.

Xiao Hua smiled wryly and shook his head: "Master, I thought that matter was settled, but I didn't expect... I got the news too early, and the real thing hasn't happened yet. So, Master is a little confused!"

Xiao Hua followed Xiong Yi to the back mountain, looked at the neat huts row after row, very similar to what he saw in Yu Leizong, he nodded very satisfied, then took out the Kunlun Mirror, his mind was released, together with Both the hut and the children inside are income spaces.

Then, not daring to delay too much, nodded to Xiong Yi and others, Xiao Hua flew out of the Tenglong Mountain Range!

Looking at the back of Xiao Hua flying away in a hurry, Xiong Yi was a little puzzled, and he thought to himself: "Master has accepted more than ten thousand disciples before, and now he has accepted nearly twenty thousand more boys, adding up to thirty thousand There are more people than the Good Fortune Sect disciples in the Tenglong Mountain Range, master... how did you teach them? Could it be that the master has other plans?"

Xiao Hua didn't know what Xiong Yi was thinking, he had already activated his escape technique and rushed towards Changsheng Town. I want to stop Monk Chunzang before he uncovers the Buddhist list! Of course, the premise of stopping it is that Chunzang is Jiang Liuer.

Seeing some familiar scenery appearing under him, Xiao Hua didn't dare to be too arrogant, his figure fell slightly, and the technique of changing shape was displayed. It turned into Zhang Xiaohua with a small nose and small eyes. Then he took out his Confucianism outfit, held a feather fan and urged the flying technique to go to Changsheng Town.

Soon, the road where he left Changsheng Town with Yuan Ya, Liu Yi and Xiao Jian appeared under Xiao Hua. The scenery on the side of the road is still the same, but the people on the road... are no longer the people of the past!

"Si..." Xiao Hua flew for a moment again,

Seeing that there are many Buddhist disciples in the air, and there are many faithful men and women on the ground, release the power of thoughts a little bit, this release is not too important. Xiao Hua took a breath in surprise, and exclaimed, "How come there are so many Powers of Faith here??? Could it be...these Powers of Faith are all from Cihang?"

With that said, Xiao Hua raised his head, and looked at the nine-foot-nine golden body of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva standing in mid-air in the distance.

Needless to say, the real body of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva is the real Cihang! But the real Cihang has passed away, and only this fake Cihang exists in this world.

"It's no wonder that the Great Sun Tathagata, the World Honored One, would have the idea of ​​seeking sutras in bliss. This town of longevity is just a town. A golden body of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva has so much power of faith. If there are temples all over the Tibetan Immortal Continent, golden bodies of Bodhisattvas are everywhere , How much power of faith is gained!" Xiao Hua took a greedy breath, he knew that if he released the Bodhi relic at this time, Bodhi would not be able to prove fruit immediately. It's a pity that even the Buddha's relics didn't retreat in this turbulent town of Changsheng. Xiao Hua absolutely did not dare to release him!

"Thanks to Xiao Niwan Palace's Innate Divine Forbidden!" Xiao Hua rejoiced as he flew, "If there were no these Innate Divine Forbidden to cover up the Buddhist aura, then even if the Buddha relic didn't want to come out, this strong power of faith would fall into it In Xiao’s Niwan Palace, you can’t cover it up if you want to!”

"Huh? Is this... Jiang Chao Temple?" Xiao Hua flew closer after waiting. Looking at it with clear eyes, he had already noticed the change in Jiang Chaoling, and he was a little dazed. For a moment, he couldn't laugh or cry, "Grandma's, Jiang Chao Temple is obviously a Taoist temple of my Taoist school. How can it become a Taoist temple now?" The Buddhist temple? But, where is the so-called Buddhist list?"

Xiao Hua looked around Jiang Chao Ridge, there was no trace of the Buddha List, and then looked towards Jiang Chao Temple again. At this time, the Jiangchao Temple is in full bloom, and the Buddha lights are lingering on the temple. In the Buddha lights, the Buddha statues are faintly displayed, and the grand scenes of the Paradise are rushing along with the sound of the wooden fish in the temple. It is exactly the style of the Buddhist Bodhisattva sitting in the town. At the same time, streams of serene Buddha consciousness slowly swept around Jiangchao Temple, and at first glance it was the inspection of the Buddhist Dharma Protector Heavenly King.

Xiao Hua pressed Luoyun's head, and saluted a Confucianism Cultivator who was slowly flying past: "This fairy friend is invited, Xiaosheng has something to ask..."

"You immortal friend, don't be too polite, I don't know how I can help you?" The Confucianism cultivator was also very polite.

"Xiaosheng heard that in Changsheng Town there is a Buddhist list of Da Ri Tathagata. He is looking for people who seek sutras in bliss. I don't know where this Buddhist list is?"

"Since it's a list of Buddhas, it's naturally within the temple." Confucianism cultivators laughed, "It's hard for immortal friends to see it! The Jiangchao Temple only allows Buddhists to enter, and we, Confucianism cultivators, can't even get within ten feet." No approaching allowed!"

"Oh? The Buddha Sect is still so arrogant?" Xiao Hua asked in a low voice, "Xiaosheng heard that there were disciples from the Eastern Family who attacked the Buddha Sect Manjusri Bodhisattva with swords that day, and extinguished their arrogance?"

"Oh, this time and that time!" Confucianism cultivator sighed, "Now the Immortal Palace and the Daleiyin Temple are colluding, disregarding the fate of my Confucianism cultivators and hundreds of families, and doing evil deeds of seeking scriptures in bliss, we Confucianism cultivators Even if the hundred families have extinguished the arrogance of the Buddhist sect, what can they do? They are sad and angry, but they will not fight!"

"Hey, poor Immortal Emperor!" Xiao Hua mourned for Immortal Emperor in silence, and waved goodbye to Confucianism Cultivator. Although the words of the Confucian Cultivators were a bit extreme, they clearly represented the thoughts of most Confucian Cultivators who didn't know the truth of the matter. These misunderstandings, fueled by the Confucian Cultivator family, have become more and more deviated from the truth, and have become more and more detrimental to the Immortal Palace.

Look at the Jiangchao Temple, which cannot be penetrated by the technique of clear eyesight, Xiao Hua dare not perform the shape-changing technique again near the Jiangchao Temple, he hurriedly flew out of Changsheng Town, found a secluded cave, and quietly turned into a little novice The appearance, rushed to Jiangchao Temple again.

That is to say, when Xiao Hua entered the cave to change shape, a bamboo raft floated along the Liao River. The bamboo raft was very simple, even a little damaged. Behind the bamboo raft, an old fisherman was standing there with a long bamboo pole in his hand. In front of the bamboo raft, a young monk in clean monk robes was standing there. He put his palms together, looked devoutly at the golden body of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva on the riverside covered by silk, and recited in his mouth: "Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva..."

Isn't this monk Jiang Liu'er whose Dharma name is Chunzang?

The bamboo raft is close to Jiangchao Ridge, and it has already been swept by several Buddha consciousnesses, and even more so by several techniques of clearing eyes. It seems that Chunzang's arrival has been expected for a long time. But Chunzang didn't know about all this. Looking at the shore that was getting closer, he turned his head and said kindly: "Boater, just stop here! There are boatmen along the way!"

"The little monk is easy to go..." The old fisherman stood up tremblingly, raised his cracked hand and waved kindly, which was a kind of farewell, and then the bamboo pole in his hand fell on the bluestone on the shore. With a push, the bamboo raft left the shore and headed slowly towards the lower reaches of the Liaojiang River. The bamboo raft drifted straight for several miles. The fisherman who had been standing firmly at the end of the bamboo raft suddenly trembled all over his body. The coir raincoat slowly disappeared. His face also changed, revealing the majestic appearance of the treasure. However, the face of the Buddha was pale, and even the muscles on his face were a little distorted. It was obviously in extreme pain. "Namo Amitabha..." , stepped into the void and disappeared, leaving only the real bamboo raft drifting farther and farther in the Liao River!

And at a place more than ten miles away from here, a bloodstain was sprinkled on the protruding rocks above the Liao River, which was very dazzling under the noon sun.

Chunzang, who has always been ignorant and fearless, and who knows nothing about everything, is standing under Jiangchao Ridge at this time, clasping his hands together respectfully, looking at the golden body of Nanwu Guanyin Bodhisattva on Jiangchao Temple, and tidying up again. He took off his monk's robe and recited in his mouth: "Namo Avalokitesvara, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, after a long time of practicing deep prajna paramita, I can see that all five aggregates are empty, and I can overcome all hardships. Different colors, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

As Chunzang recited the Heart Sutra of Guanyin Bodhisattva, he kowtowed step by step and walked towards Jiangchao Ridge very piously. This is a road of pilgrimage, and it is also a road of spiritual sublimation. Chunzang enjoys walking on it very much. Every time he kowtows at the capital, he feels relaxed and makes him feel that he is one step closer to his ideal and his pursuit. . Chunzang, who was immersed in his own world, never realized that the mountain road was full of people, but since when, it has gradually become less crowded, and the same pious men and women began to disappear, but in his ears, The sound of the wooden fish, the sound of chanting scriptures, and the sound of ten thousand Buddhas singing became louder and louder. Not only Jiang Chaoling has a vision, but the entire Changsheng Town is suddenly quiet now, the noisy voices disappear, the complete hostility has turned into peace, and Buddha lights are gushing out from inexplicable places. Maybe someone is walking on the street. Walking around, maybe someone is buying and selling in the shop, but these have turned into the background, all eyes, the focus of the entire Tibetan Immortal Continent and the Paradise of Elysium are now on Jiang Chaoling, on Chunzang who is kowtowing step by step body.

Thousands of people look up, ten thousand immortals hold their breath, and ten thousand Buddhas are watching. Everyone is quietly waiting for the opening of an era, the beginning of a miracle, and the beginning of a good show... (to be continued...)