The heavens preach

Those were hundreds of millions of Chang'an citizens, discussing the great war overhead.

"The battle between Lu Chunyang and Taoist Huanglong lasted for a month. It was originally a battle without any doubts, but it turned into this in the end."

Some sighed, some shook their heads.

"Who says it's not? A breakthrough in a great war is something that only happens in the field of humanity. After the immortal way, it is almost impossible to see it at all. It is impossible to break through a series after the immortal way. Which one doesn't need thousands of people? Years, even tens of thousands of years of precipitation, the result"

"I can actually see it in this water and land ceremony."

"It can also be seen that this Water and Land Ceremony has really recruited masters from ancient and modern times, and there are everyone."

Among the various voices that turned against Yingtian.

Chen Xixiang came here, looked up, and saw the great war being discussed by hundreds of millions of Chang'an people, and saw Lu Dongbin who was enlightened by him, and was a little surprised:

"Recovered your true colors?"

And Li Xuan, Lan Cai and the two lost their voices:

"That's Daoist Brother Lu Yan, who actually stepped into the Jinxian series?"

Soon, they learned the progress of the past ten months from the discussions of the people of Chang'an.

In the history mirror world.

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In a loud dragon chant, I saw that it was a yellow dragon hovering in the starry sky, throwing out its tail, crushing a starry sky.

"Lu Dongbin, I didn't expect you to use the poor to get back your true colors! How courageous!"

On the opposite side is a white-robed Taoist, about thirty years old, facing this flying dragon tail, stepping out with one step, the power in his body swells unprecedentedly, golden light fills the whole body, bursting out with incomparably tyrannical power!

While turning the five fingers, a sword light slowly stretched out, showing extreme sharpness, and slashed towards the dragon's tail.

"not good!"

Taoist Huanglong exclaimed,

"It's still getting stronger. Could it be that you've even awakened the Eastern Prince's Taoism?"

Under this sword, the Huanglong Taoist keenly sensed the power stronger than any of Lu Dongbin's swords from Xunyue. Every inch of flesh and blood on the dragon's tail was numb from the stimulation of the sword, and his pupils shrank immediately, not daring to take it hard. .

It was the tail that flicked, driving the starry sky, and a faint sword sound came from his mind:

"not good!"

It turned out that this sword didn't know how to kill the body, but even the soul.

clank clank

In an instant, the sound of a sword's cry echoed in Shi Jing's world, spreading continuously, and the sound of swords like ten thousand swords firing filled the whole world in an instant!

The dense sword energy swept across the sky like a wave, cutting everything!

"what!"

That was Taoist Huanglong's hairy hair, who was cut above the soul light by an indescribable sword, and then screamed miserably, infinite sword energy burst out from his whole body, flying out with endless flesh and blood.

"Admit defeat, Huanglong admit defeat!"

Immediately, voices came from inside and outside Shi Jing, and a voice was shouted by Huang Long himself.

The other is inside a chariot outside the mirror.

boom!

Taoist Huanglong's body exploded in Shi Jing's world, and then recovered again, rushing out of Shi Jing's world.

boom

In Chang'an City, the people watching through the mirror were also shocked by this scene. Unexpectedly, Lu Dongbin, who had been fighting for ten months, suddenly showed his power and defeated Taoist Huanglong directly.

After Lu Dongbin saw Taoist Huanglong admit defeat, he didn't continue to pursue. He glanced at the outside world and disappeared into the mirror world with a movement of his body.

Chen Xixiang watched Lu Dongbin disappear into the mirror world.

His face remained unchanged, his hands drooped, standing here, his Taoist robe fluttering slightly with the wind in the street, he slowly turned his head and looked ten feet away, suddenly a [-]-year-old Taoist in white clothes appeared, extremely handsome , sword eyebrows into the temples:

"Lu Yan, pay homage to Daozu!"

It was Lu Dongbin who came out of the mirror world.

"Why come out to see me in such a hurry, you can still use that Huanglong Taoist to continue sharpening your Golden Immortal True Spirit and awaken more."

Chen Xixiang shook his head.

When he came here to watch the great battle in the historical mirror, he understood everything.

Lu Yan was originally the head of the Eight Immortals. In his previous life, he was the innate giant Dong Wanggong. Later, he was reincarnated as Lu Dongbin. Later, the Buddhist world collapsed, and he was awakened by his own incarnation to practice.

The Eight Immortals are all on the Golden Immortal level, but they were suppressed by the will of Sheng Tang, unable to see their true colors.

Therefore, Lu Dongbin took advantage of Huanglong Taoist's pressure to allow him to initially retrieve the memory of the head of the Eight Immortals in the Buddhist period. He could recall more, but unfortunately, he came out in a hurry to meet Chen Xixiang and ended the battle early .

"How dare the disciple make Daozu wait longer."

Lu Dongbin recovered the Golden Immortal, and already had the memory of the Eight Immortals, but he still firmly called Chen Xixiang the Daozu, and took the initiative to come out to see him.

There is no difference between explaining and teaching Jinxian worshiping Wang Chao, because the person in front of them is a saint.

It's just that it has been rebuilt again, and the supreme source has not changed at all.

On the other side, Taoist Huanglong stepped into a chariot outside with a face of shame after being defeated in the mirror world:

"Pindao is ashamed of all senior brothers."

"I don't blame you, then Lu Dongbin was an innate giant back then. If he hadn't been affected in the Lich War and damaged ninety-nine percent of the innate Dao source, later generations would not be trapped in the golden fairy and have no progress. It is not a disgrace that you were defeated by an innate giant in the past."

The person who spoke was a Taoist wearing a Zixia fairy robe.

"However, if you lose, it means that there is one less person I can teach to face that golden cicada."

Another Taoist spoke, his face was square, and his body seemed to have an indomitable spirit, majestic.

A Taoist holding a fan said:

"It's okay, I'll go meet Jin Chanzi today. He's a master with one punch these days. I want to see if he can beat me with one punch in the face of me, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Explanation and Education." .”

Taoist Huanglong bowed his head, but secretly rejoiced in his heart:

"Thanks for losing."

Otherwise, we have to go out to fight that golden cicada.

Although this monk was famous for his weakness during his journey to the west, he was once a Tang monk.

But anyone who is really clear knows it.

That Tang Monk is just a mortal experience of Jin Chanzi, Jin Chanzi is Tang Monk, but Tang Monk is not Jin Chanzi.

His family background is more noble than that of monkeys.

A monkey is nothing more than a stone left by a saint.

This one is a Buddhist saint who directly sucks the bodhi tree transformation form of Zhunti saint.

Therefore, the real Jin Chanzi is not weak or incompetent at all.

It's an arrogant person who openly dares to challenge the Tathagata!

It can be said that it is heaven and earth, and I am the only one.

It is precisely because of this that he was accused of contemptuous of Buddhism, laid down in the mortal world, and went to the Westward Journey 81 Difficulties.

It seems to be a punishment, but in fact it is the greatest benefit.

Chapter 490 Please Invite Taishang Daozu to Enter ([-] words)

In a chariot above the Tang West Market.

Taoist Huanglong retreated back in defeat, but he was glad in his heart that he didn't have to fight that violent golden cicada if he lost.

But at this time.

buzz~

Above the Great Tang West Market, suddenly there was the sound of Zen singing floating, billowing like a substance, condensing into a sky full of golden scriptures, spreading across the sky for thousands of miles.

"coming!"

Several Golden Immortals who explained teachings in the chariot all concentrated their minds.

Looking up in the car.

At the end of the sky, there was a white-clothed monk, youthful appearance, unsurpassed, with one hand behind his back, barefoot stepping on the void, a lotus in one step, appearing on the west market of Tang Dynasty in this huge vision of Buddha's light.

"Master Xuanzang is here!"

In Chang'an City, hundreds of millions of Chang'an citizens cheered wildly.

"Today, I don't know who will be the soul of Master Xuanzang's fist."

People are looking forward to it.

For the people of Chang'an City, ever since the sage conquered the vast territory, the sage Tang Wanxian came to court, the world is peaceful, and no one from the major sects dares to make trouble, so it has been a long time since they have seen such a fight between giants of the highest level of immortality.

"For several months, Master Xuanzang has punched one enemy at a time, and has come to the scene once a day. He has already defeated thirteen golden immortals. I don't know whose turn it will be today..."

Under the watchful eyes of the people of Chang'an, the monk in white came to Shi Jing outside the West City with his hands behind his back, and walked in like no one else, as if he had entered his own Buddhist realm, and then entertained guests in it !

……

Inside the chariot.

"He's here, Wudang who stopped teaching yesterday was defeated by him, and today I'll test his strength."

It was the Taoist holding the fan who spoke before.

Just as he was about to step out of the chariot, the square-faced middle-aged Taoist suddenly spoke:

"Brother Qingxu wait a moment, let's go as a brother. We have watched for a long time these days, and we all know that since he traveled west that year, he has already stepped into Taiyi and obtained the Buddha's true fruit, Zhantan Gongde Buddha. In Tang Tiandi, he can't reveal too much, he can only reveal the cultivation of Jinxian, but the gap in realm is hard to erase after all."

As soon as the Taoist spoke, there were other voices in the chariot:

"The golden cicada is only a disciple of the third generation of Buddhism, how can you work hard, senior brother Guangcheng, you go out yourself, let Taiyi go."

After the Taoist who claimed to be Taiyi spoke.

"As I told you, he has entered the Taiyi series, and all the juniors have no chance of winning against him. It has been several months since the Water and Land Ceremony. If he really wins the first place, we will compete with the Buddhist sect. How can you live up to the high expectations of the master if you fall behind in the competition."

After the middle-aged Taoist Guangcheng waved his hands, his voice was heavy:

"Furthermore, although Jin Chanzi has worshiped Duobao Tathagata as his teacher, he has directly contacted the Second Hierarch in the West. He said that there is nothing wrong with being his direct disciple. The Second Hierarch in the West The descendants of the whole life are Jin Chanzi and Monkey King, according to this level of seniority, Pindao and him are both the first disciples of saints, and there are also Taiyi numbers, and they are also matched if they fight against each other."

Hearing what Guang Chengzi said, the other golden immortals were also silent, but they had to agree with the statement that 'Jin Chanzi's seniority is not young'.

Legend has it that this golden cicada is a spirit worm on the bodhi tree of the Zhunti leader. It has been transformed into a great Buddha because of sucking the Buddha's light on the branches and leaves of the bodhi tree for hundreds of millions of years.

According to the common world, it would not be too much to say that Jin Chanzi is the real son of the leader of Nazhunti.

Therefore, Tang Seng and Sun Wukong on the westbound road were originally from the sect of Zhunti, and the two descendants, one big and one small, all belonged to the Bodhi tree lineage.

……

"Today, is there any fellow Taoist who will come to discuss Taoism with Xuanzang?"

On the West Market of the Tang Dynasty, the voice of the golden cicada in the mirror world is conveyed, just like the Buddha's preaching, the hype is falling, and the Taoism and Buddhism are blooming in the void, and the voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu is thought-provoking.

"What a golden cicada, as a prehistoric creature, he can say the constitution of heaven in this holy Tang world, making the world resonate..."

Lu Dongbin, who was standing with Chen Xixiang, sensed the supreme Buddhist thought in this Buddhist voice, ready to move:

"I just fought against Taoist Huanglong and recovered the true spirit of my previous life. I happened to go to him to avenge Zhong Liquan and his fellow immortals."

However, it was at the moment when Lu Dongbin was about to raise his foot.

"Wait a minute, someone has gone."

Chen Xixiang's voice entered Lu Dongbin's mind:

"This golden cicada is extraordinary. He has already reached the number of Taiyi, and he is always suppressing his cultivation. If you go, you won't be able to get cheap."

Under Chen Xixiang's gaze, he penetrated Shi Jing's world and saw the depth of Jin Chanzi.

He couldn't see the real person before, plus he was covered by the two Western sages, Chen Xixiang couldn't see the root of it, but now he was in front of him, and Jin Chanzi liked big moves like himself, so he scattered There are various visions and qi machines.