Chapter 1577

The pure land center of Western blissful is a Buddhist temple. It lights up with colorful lights.

The ancient Buddha came here to light the lamp. He made a salute to the treasure temple.

Here is the place where Amitabha Buddha, one of the two ancestors of Buddhism, is the Lord of the pure land of Western bliss.

For the plea of the ancient Buddha, there was no sound coming out of the temple, only a twelve petal green lotus platform flew out and landed in front of the ancient Buddha.

"My Buddha is merciful." The ancient Buddha gave thanks and ascended the twelve petals of green lotus.

Liantai then took him out of the pure land of Western bliss, fell into the boundless void outside the region, and then began to rise again, as if to go to another place "higher" than the boundless void outside the region.

The ancient Buddha sat on the twelve petals of green lotus, silent, and his mind fluttered.

At the time of the great disillusionment, he once walked the same "road" and went to the same destination, but this time, what he had to do was different.

The green lotus platform carries the ancient Buddha's "high rise" and gradually gets closer to one place.

It's hard to determine the location and trace. It's like an unreal fairyland.

"I don't know if you can be here when my old friend comes to visit?"

In Shaoqing, when the ancient Buddha's eyes lit up, the fairyland suddenly opened up in front of him and had been introduced.

Among them, the flowers are full of strange grass, and the birds and animals are everywhere.

In the waterfall of Zhilan, there is an ordinary palace.

There is a plaque on the door of the palace hall, with three words of "Dou rate Palace" written on it. It seems that it's not surprising. However, the more cultivated people are, the more mysterious they will be.

A boy stood at the gate of the hall and saluted the ancient Buddha with a light: "the little master is waiting in the side hall, please go to the ancient Buddha for a talk."

"Good." Burning the lamp, the ancient Buddha nodded, went down the lotus platform, and entered the palace with the child.

To a side hall, there are already people sitting on the futon, it is the great power of the Qing Dynasty, master xuandu.

As early as in the ancient times, the two sides knew each other well and often dealt with each other.

There was a bit of friction during the great disillusionment of this era.

However, the ancient Buddha seems to have completely forgotten the event of the great disillusionment, with a calm expression and a bit of nostalgia: "I haven't come to doushou palace for a long time, and I'm all right? Is xuandu Taoist friend safe? "

He picked up the dandelion and put it in front of master xuandu. Then he sat down face to face with master xuandu.

Master xuandu didn't mention much about that year either. He said lightly: "the master is all right. I don't know how to make a living. I have to live a life of muddle."

"Xuandu Taoist friends are too modest." The ancient Buddha in the burning lamp smiled and said, "you have made Shen Xuan into a creature. You have thunder in the silence. You can see the real chapter in the plainness. It's so deep that Lao Jun's true biography has three flavors. You've gone farther and higher than many people. What you owe is only a chance."

A brocade box appeared in the perfect Buddha light on his head.

The ancient Buddha took out the brocade box and put it on the ground. It was within the reach of master xuandu.

"Just in the past few years, I have occasionally gained something, or I can help my Taoist friends."

Master xuandu looked at the brocade box. His eyelids moved a little. He reached for the brocade box and opened it.

The treasure light is shining on the face of master xuandu.

Master xuandu looks the same, but he is silent for a while.

A moment later, he took a copper bell and shook it gently.

Immediately a Taoist came into the temple: "what can I do for you, little master?"

"If you don't ask me, I'll go and get the treasure stored in the fifth Pavilion." Said master xuandu.

Daotong retreats at the same time. Master xuandu closes the brocade box and puts it on the ground in front of him again. He doesn't look much anymore.

The ancient Buddha smiles and doesn't take back the brocade box.

The temple was silent for a moment.

After a while, daotong came back with a wooden box and sent it to master xuandu: "master has no orders."

Burning the lamp, the ancient Buddha smiled: "thank you, Laojun. Thank you, xuandu Taoist friend."

Master xuandu took the wooden box and handed it to the ancient Buddha: "I don't thank you for burning the lamp."

"Well, I'm going to leave now. Don't bother xuandu to send you away." Burning the lamp, the ancient Buddha kept smiling. He collected the wooden box, left the brocade box and left.

When he was about to leave the dourate palace, the ancient Buddha's steps suddenly slowed down. He asked, "I dare to ask xuandu Taoist friends, but those who went to yuxu Palace are Taoist friends of later earth?"

Master xuandu replied calmly, "yes."

"She owns the ancient sword of Zhuxian, which was thrown out by the later Taoist friends and attracted the attention of all of us, or is it her own sword or her own sword?" "I wonder if you can tell me?" the ancient Buddha asked softly

"From this palace," said master xuandu

Burning the lamp, the ancient Buddha was thoughtful. He stopped asking questions and left. After leaving the dourate palace, he boarded the twelve petals of green lotus again and left here.

After the ancient Buddha left, master xuandu looked at the brocade box on the ground.

On the futon opposite to him, there was one more person, but she was a graceful, gentle and heavy woman in Chinese dress.

The image of a woman in a Chinese dress has changed.

Fan Yunguan, hydrated clothes, waist girdle silk belt, feet board hemp shoes, it is Yang Jianyang Erlang.

"Have you seen the land pressure? What's the result? " Asked master xuandu.

Yang Jian replied, "he's moved. He should be able to make it."

Master xuandu nodded: "he needs the fire spirit in the yuxu glass lamp to complete his plan with the devil of fire C. In addition, he keeps the Qin and cannot guarantee everything. After all, he is not sure that this generation of devil of fire C is based on his body in the star sea of Chenshan."

"He is too old to be a demon. He entered the Tao in the ancient times and became a Buddha in the middle ages. Then he became a demon in the ancient times. Even if he changed the four Taoism, he would be complete. I just don't know what his last chance is." Yang Jian turned to the brocade box on the ground: "but with this treasure, martial uncle xuandu, you are not slower than him?"

After many years in doushugong, Yang Jian gradually realized that the martial uncle in front of him was always low-key and not exposed.

As the ancient Buddha said, those who are good at war have no illustrious achievements. Master xuandu sees the real chapter in a plain way, which is quite true.

Maybe it's not as easy to fight with people as Ziwei, Qitian and other great saints, but it's even more difficult from a certain point of view.

"It's too early to say." Master xuandu also looked at the brocade box on the ground: "the lighting was earlier than all of us. As early as the meeting of ancient and Middle Ages, the lights were put together from yuxu palace and Bajing palace, and they were ready early. However, they were not caught up by us until now? How can we know that we will not follow his example and waste our time. "

"I don't know what the ancient Buddha wanted to get from dourate palace?" Yang Jian asked.

Master xuandu said slowly, "he changed a relic left by Buddha Sakyamuni in the past."