Chapter 177

Holy land of Lingshan mountain

There is a towering ancient tree beside the eight treasures merit pool, with luxuriant branches and leaves, sending out bursts of fragrance and endless Buddhist auspicious light.

The wind blows and the leaves rustle. If you look at it carefully, you can see that every leaf on the ancient wood seems to be exquisitely carved, with a Buddha sitting on it. Another trance, this exquisite disappeared, leaving only the leaves of the grain. But it seems to reflect the three thousand world.

The water of the eight treasures pool is shining with golden light, and the Golden Lotus floats on it. Shining with the golden light of merit and virtue, the whole world is set off as the holy land of Buddhism.

Under the bodhi tree, two Buddhas sit opposite each other.

One was haggard, with a sad face, and recited the Sutra in a soft voice with his hands together. One is rich and square, with a happy face and a smile.

The Sanskrit sound came from the haggard Buddha's mouth, from the square inch to the whole holy land of Lingshan.

"Maitreya, we have a visitor. You come thousands of miles out of Lingshan mountain and take us to meet you. " Suddenly, the chanting stopped suddenly, and the smiling Buddha slowly opened his mouth.

A round, smiling Maitreya Buddha in a bright yellow robe walked out from under the bodhi tree. Hands together, bow: "yes, master!" With a promise, he turned around and walked quickly. His figure was already thousands of miles away from the Lingshan mountain.

In my heart, I was really puzzled. For such a big battle, I went thousands of miles out of Lingshan to meet. Was it not a saint Fajia who came in person?

Maitreya thought in his heart, and his eyes had already looked tens of thousands of miles away.

I saw a man wearing a black emperor's uniform, carrying his hands behind him, walking slowly towards Lingshan with a 17-year-old youth. It seems to be a leisurely walk, but it's easy to walk tens of thousands of miles away.

"Maitreya, I haven't seen you for many years. Are you all right?"

At that time, Maitreya was shocked and quickly bowed: "little monk Maitreya, I have seen the emperor of heaven. I don't think it's the emperor's coming. I hope the emperor will forgive me if I meet you too late. "

"This is my bold visit. If the two sages don't mind, how can we talk about forgiveness? Lead the way

It was Haotian and Yang Jiao who came here. Since they said they wanted Yang Jiao to worship Buddhism, they would not be shy. They were waiting for a better time. It's better to run into the sun than to choose the right day. If it's decided, put it into practice immediately. Haotian takes him straight to the holy land of Lingshan.

Maitreya was surprised, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. But still with a kind and happy smile, he led Haotian to the peak of the holy land of Lingshan.

Along the way, Haotian looked around at Lingshan with both hands.

Xiniu Hezhou was barren. Because of the battle between Luo Zhen, the demon ancestor, and Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor, the whole spiritual vein of Xiniu Hezhou was detonated and countless creatures were sacrificed. At the time of preaching in Zixiao palace, Daozu once personally arranged Xiniu Hezhou, which is more or less a little bit different over the years. However, Lingshan is really good. There is a long-standing image of the Western Paradise in the Buddhist family.

Yang Jiao was also curious. In the East, most of Tianting and other fairy mountains are the ancestral courts of Taoism. There are few such Buddhist arrangements. At this time, you can feel a different kind of peace and harmony in your body and mind.

Step by step, Maitreya pointed to the scenery in front of him. Haotian didn't ask to fly directly. After all, it's a blessed place for saints, but we still have to keep some etiquette.

"The sound of Sanskrit is curling, and sandalwood bursts. The eight treasures pool of merit and virtue dispels cause and effect, the bodhi tree evolves into three thousand worlds, and the golden lotus of merit and virtue spreads to all living beings. It is really a wonderful scene of Buddhist paradise. "

Jieyin and zhunti look at each other and smile one after another. They stood up and put their hands together: "the emperor of heaven's visit really makes my holy land of Lingshan shine."

Today's Haotian is not the Haotian when zhunti stepped into Lingxiao hall.

Not to mention the growing prestige of the heavenly court, it is enough to attract their attention that they can break through the realm of the late quasi holy period. Although it didn't succeed this time, it's only a matter of time before anyone with a clear eye can see it.

Quasi saint, and quasi Saint later, sub saint is not a concept.

At that time, zhunti was able to crush Haotian at the beginning of Zhunsheng, but he could not ignore the great power of a later Zhunsheng. Like Kunpeng, Styx, zhenyuanzi, Fuxi and others.

"The sage is joking. If I venture to visit, it's no surprise that the sage is the best. Jiao'er, salute the two saints. "

Yang Jiao quickly clasped his fist and arched his hand: "I've seen Amitabha, I've seen zhunti Buddha mother."

They looked at each other, and a little doubt flashed in their eyes. However, for this natural Buddha, whether he is a guide or a zhunti, his heart is full of favor. They raised their hands at the same time: "please rise, nephew of emperor Tiandi, young Juncai."

"I can't afford to be a saint."

Several people said a few words of greetings. In the world of flood and famine, time is long and infinite. For those who can't talk equally, no one is too lazy to speak. But for those who can talk equally, people are willing to give enough time for greetings.

"I don't know why the emperor of heaven came to our holy land of Lingshan with light clothes and simple obedience?" Zhunti asked with a smile.

While he said this, he picked a few lotus seeds from the water of Babao Gongde pool to make fragrant tea.

Haotian looked at it in this way, and didn't speak until he took a sip of the tea on his hand: "I will tell you the truth in front of the sage. In those days, because of the little sister incident, you and I were not very happy. Which is right or wrong? Time has passed for so long, and the person in that year has also suffered retribution. I don't want to recall more. After all, yao ji had an experience and three lovely children

They were a little surprised when they looked at each other without any trace. You know, Haotian in those days was an immortal man. He risked his life to fight with himself. Now that again?

"It's a famous saying!"

"At that time, maybe I was dazzled by hatred, so I couldn't understand the good intention of zhunti and left the child with me. As it turns out, I may have done something wrong in the cultivation of Jiaoer. "

Haotian took another sip of tea and admitted his mistake lightly. Standing on one side, Yang Jiao slowly lowered his head and clenched his fist.

"The emperor of heaven... There is no need to say that."

The emperor, who knows and corrects his mistakes but does not admit his mistakes, has been carrying out this purpose ever since the demon emperor Dijun. Even the leaders of the race carry out this principle. Today Haotian is so... It's not suitable for them.

"Jiao'er was a Buddhist and was carefully planned by two saints. For so many years, I really didn't have any proper skills to teach him, and he couldn't walk my way. So I'm bringing him here today mainly to see if I can continue to worship one of the two sages and practice Buddhism! "

"Is that true?"