PFC Chapter 378 Blocking the Door
Chapter 378 Blocking the Door
Zhang Song habitually glanced at the hanging sequence. The Four Seasons Sutra, which had not changed much, was suddenly improved to a stage close to perfection. The original hanging time of more than 800 years now only takes 37 years.
He knew that this was a time when he needed to be patient and work hard to consolidate his understanding.
I have been using the time sand non-stop these days, and the impact of time is like my body, just like a rapids driving a boat, allowing me to enjoy the infinite sea view on the ocean.
More than three thousand experience pills condensed from time were thrown down, allowing him, who had no idea about the avenue of time, to enter the door all of a sudden.
Few people can touch the two major laws of time and space.
It is too difficult and too dangerous, even Taoist Master Hongjun cannot control it.
Even a natural beast like Xiaoqing had to cultivate to the level of a god in the Immortal Palace, and after several baptisms of thunder and lightning, it was able to awaken its spatial magical powers.
The Four Seasons Sutra is about to be completed. The cycle of the four seasons is actually the change of time. Now, if I continue to practice, I am afraid that it will be either the law of life and death or the law of time, or even the Great Dao.
He practiced with the sand of time for more than five hundred years, and in reality, nearly three months had passed slowly, silently, like the snowflakes floating outside.
"Your Majesty, the Happy Buddha Tathagata of Lingshan has come to visit." The guard at the door stood respectfully at the entrance of the hall.
The long-eared Dingguang fairy walked in wearing a moon-white cassock with calm steps and a smile on his face.
"Randeng greets fellow Taoist!"
In terms of the relationship between the two, they are actually closer as master and uncle, but during the Conferred Gods Ceremony, the immortal Chang'er Dingguang took away the Six Divine Banners of Master Tongtian. Although Tongtian did not say anything, everyone in the Jiejiao knew about it.
He more or less understood the suffering of Chang'er Dingguang Immortal, but understanding was one thing, and Tongtian Jiaozhu had actually given him a lot of benefits.
Now he has been taken to outer space by the Taoist Ancestor, and no one knows what is happening to him. Anyway, there is no news at all, as if he had disappeared.
Both of them are Buddhas, surrounded by Buddha’s light, with a peaceful and solemn aura, and bursts of wonderful sounds, including the sounds of wooden fish and conch shells, and ceiling lights floating around their bodies.
One has to admit that whether in Jiejiao or Lingshan, Chang'er Dingguangxian is one of the top few people.
The long-eared Dingguang Immortal was also very moved and looked at Zhang Song gently, "It's been such a short time since we last met, and you've already been promoted to Dao Master. It's hard to believe. Congratulations!"
Zhang Song: "It can be considered a coincidence. The Taoist master Ku Wu is willing to give up a position to become a Taoist. Now it seems that he was a little hasty. There are many disadvantages that he did not think of at the beginning."
Chang Er Ding Guang Xian said to Zhang Song solemnly: "Only people with great perseverance, wisdom, and bravery can advance to the rank of Dao Master in such a place and at such a time."
"This is an opportunity, a great opportunity. Without destruction, there is no creation. Buddhism emphasizes cause and effect. If you give the world a hand, the world will give you sunshine in return. Moreover, your promotion to Daoist Master is also a result of physical instinct."
Zhang Song's heart moved, and he seemed to understand what Chang'er Dingguangxian meant.
You are making trouble in Ku Wu's territory. If you agree, it's good for everyone. If you disagree, I will kill you. It's not much more tiring for the Taoist master to kill the Heavenly Master than to crush an ant.
He discovered that although Chang'er Dingguangxian had not advanced to the Dao Lord realm, he had an aura that was as surging as the vast ocean, so steady and thick that it was frightening, but when he carefully felt it, it was barely noticeable. It was like the wind in spring, which passed by without leaving a trace, leaving only swaying branches.
The two people did not exchange pleasantries, but instead mutually verified their respective understandings of Buddhism, their perceptions of heaven and earth, their knowledge of Tao, and the changes in the world.
This kind of certification does not mean that my way is right and your way is wrong. It does not mean that my way is better than yours. It is just like a Taoist partner, patiently explaining your own way, what kind of road it is, what kind of vision it has, just like a teacher telling students, without hiding anything. No exhortation, open and honest, both people benefit.
Countless golden lotuses were floating down in the entire Xuantian Emperor's Palace. There were Buddhas smiling without saying a word, and fairies dancing and playing music in the air, looking happy and joyful.
This is the feeling of heaven and earth, and the visions of heaven and earth can only be manifested when those powerful heavenly masters preach.
No matter whether they were the guards of the underground palace, the tea-serving maids, or the court strongmen and craftsmen who built the palace, they all seemed to have drunk a bowl of fragrant enlightenment tea, listened to the peaceful and mysterious scriptures, their thinking was constantly improving, their spiritual consciousness gained tremendous benefits, and everyone was refreshed, as if they had undergone a baptism from top to bottom and from inside to outside.
Zhang Song and Chang Er Ding Guang Xian both closed their eyes in deep thought, consuming their feelings and insights from the debate between the two people, and mutually authenticating their own Dao and Fa.
After a while, they both opened their eyes at the same time, smiled, and thanked each other.
"I wonder what brings you here this time?" Zhang Song asked.
The long-eared Dingguang Immortal smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, but the Taishan Emperor Huang Feihu asked someone to come to my school and ask me to be the mediator. I beg you to spare them.
Zhang Zhong suddenly realized, shook his head and laughed.
The sea of consciousness was constantly jumping and flickering. Everything that had happened in recent times related to Wenmiao Temple, even some ordinary people's words and discussions, all appeared in his mind.
Huang Feihu, the Emperor of Taishan, had a very hard and unfair life.
All the evil spirits that appear on their way to the gates of hell must pass through Wenmiao Temple and have a mark on their bodies.
All the merits that were originally obtained were reduced to 70% after this transfer of hands.
It's like you opened a small restaurant with great effort, and just now a table of people came to eat, and then all kinds of big shots came up to collect sponsorship and sanitation fees, and it depends on whether you dare to refuse.
This is not what makes Huang Feihu most angry. Among the more than four million people around Taishan Realm, almost no one believes in him, the Emperor of Taishan. Even his royal family members dare not believe in him.
Wenmiao Temple is one of the ten evil temples. Any ordinary person or monk who believes in Taishan Emperor will change his ways within three days and convert wholeheartedly to the Lingshan Buddha.
Huang Feihu had no idea how many expensive jade cups he had smashed, how many exquisite wine glasses he had displayed, and even the finest wisteria flower-carved coffee table had been broken into pieces.
Unfortunately, they had no way to deal with Wenmiao Temple. They couldn't defeat them or drive them away. Even if you sent people to surround the temple and prevent any ghosts from approaching, it would be useless. Even the military forces that blocked the temple would become followers of the Buddha of Light in a few days.
He wrote several letters to sue Emperor Xuantian, but before they were delivered to the Jade Emperor, they were stopped by his fellow disciples of Jiejiao.
The Jade Emperor naturally knew about these things and felt amused in his heart that Ran Deng was too narrow-minded and did not take them to heart.
Just like the Kuwu world, there are also four gates of hell in the entire world, and Taishan is just one of them.