Hong Huang: The first disciple of the Taiqing, the master of the Three Teachings

Empress Pingxin toured around the underworld, and found that there were indeed fewer ghosts, and the crowded situation was gradually improving, and she felt relieved all of a sudden.

As a result, at this moment.

The two underworld generals with bull head and horse face shoved and shoved each other in front of Empress Pingxin.

"Go ahead and talk!"

"No, you go and talk!"

"Aren't you very brave before, why don't you dare this time?"

"Are you still talking about me? Didn't you push me away before to show it in front of your empress?"

"This is your chance to perform, why don't you go?"

"I won't go! You go!"

The bull-headed horse-faced two kept giving way, and pushed them in front of Empress Pingxin, which made her puzzled for a while.

"What are you doing?"

"Say something!"

"Er..." The two faltered for a while, unable to speak for a long time.

It was Empress Pingxin who frowned beautifully and almost got angry, and sent them to the eighteenth floor of purgatory to take care of the sinful ghosts, which forced them to speak.

The bull's head and the horse's face each said a sentence, and they explained the reason fairly.

"My lady..."

"Master Xuan Zhou, he..."

"He went to the West to teach..."

"Now it's at the mountain gate..."

"It is said that......"

"The atmosphere is a bit subtle..."

The two lowered their heads and each said three sentences.

When he raised his head again, he saw Empress Pingxin leaving in a hurry.

The black palace attire changed into a black Taoist robe suitable for fighting.

The grey-black six-path samsara grinding disc condensed into a projection, like a ring of chilling, imprinted on the back of Empress Pingxin.

"Ma'am, what are you going to do?"

"The underworld still needs you, empress!"

The bull's head and the horse's face shouted in horror.

Empress Pingxin didn't turn her head back, and the wind in the air came back with two words, telling the bull's head and horse's face to know.

"To shut up!"

......

Inside Mount Sumeru.

Right at the gate of the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Pharmacist, Maitreya, Ksitigarbha, and Dashizhi all knelt in front of the door and shouted.

"Two masters, please go out!"

The two sages in the Western teachings do not distinguish between you and me. Although they are called brothers and sisters, when it comes to teaching disciples, they both call themselves the same teacher.

Therefore, they are all masters, and there is no distinction between uncle and uncle.

The four pharmacists knew that Xuan Zhou had arrived.

Among them, Maitreya and Ksitigarbha have ghosts in their hearts, and they don't want to see Xuan Zhou.

So the four brothers and sisters all came here to ask to meet and guide the second sage Zhunti, and asked the master to come forward to settle Xuan Zhou.

Unfortunately.

It's helpless to receive and guide the second sage!

When they were about to go out and look for Xuan Zhou, they found that the two of them were locked by several Qi machines!

Whose Qi machine can lock them?

Ha ha.

Taiqing saint!

Yuanshi sage!

Heavenly Saint!

Saint Nuwa!

Even the underworld sage, Empress Pingxin, is staring at them!

Now, the Five Sages are all in Chaos Heaven!

Just sipping tea and chatting there, like a field trip, watching what happened here in the Western Church.

How could the Ersheng of Kejiezhunti not know?

It looks like tea, but it is actually a threat!

Dare to move?

Have you asked us about the Five Saints?

There is no way to receive Zhunti and the two sages, but the main body also went to Chaos, and "tasting tea and chatting" and "outing in the countryside" with other sages.

Although I was unhappy, I still had to smile and say some compliments to each other.

How could they not know that these saints put on such a tea banquet.

It seems that they are invited to a banquet, but in fact they are let out of the mountain.

Master should not be involved in matters between disciples, just come and watch the play together.

only.

It's not like there's no way to pick up Zhunti Ersheng.

Knowing that Xuan Zhou didn't really want to join the Western religion.

They also became ruthless, not wanting to lose face.

So two saints were placed in the pool of merit and virtue of the eight treasures, sitting in the Mount Sumeru Dojo.

It was also reported that the four pharmacists were among many outer disciples.

"Both go!"

"One person can destroy your Dao heart, what's the point?"

"It's good to talk about the way, and it's also good to fight."

"No matter what method you use, give it all to me, and let him retreat in the face of difficulties!"

The master has already spoken, so why don't the disciples carry it out?

It's just that the four pharmacists also showed bitterness.

They came here because they wanted Master to show up, so that people like themselves could hide in the dark and not have to face senior brother Xuan Zhou.

As a result, Master did not show up!

They still have to come by themselves!

As a senior disciple, Pharmacist should be the first to come forward, but he also hesitated.

After thinking about it, he said.

"Senior Brother Xuan Zhou has a high realm and deep cultivation, and his understanding of the Dao is much higher than the four of us."

"The four of us can't face him rashly. We need to send many outer disciples first to slowly drain his energy."

"Look, how about it?"

After the pharmacist finished speaking, Maitreya, Dizang, and Dashizhi showed grateful smiles.

"What the brother said is very true!"

"It should be so!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

......

Soon.

He didn't know that he had silently stirred up the situation in the prehistoric world, causing almost all prehistoric powers, including all prehistoric sages and ghost sages, to turn their eyes on Xuan Zhou here.

Arranging the Taoist robe again, with a calm expression, the imperial emissary Xiangyun slowly swayed to the gate of Mount Sumeru.

The imagined welcome in the hallway, or serious treatment, did not appear.

The desolate Mount Sumeru, the deserted and undefended western religion monastery, all seem to be telling Xuan Zhou——

"You just come, I just avoid it."

So cowardly?

Xuan Zhou's calm expression almost broke, revealing a surprised expression.

But fortunately, he was well prepared and would not be disrupted by any unexpected situation.

Since no one welcomes you, just take one step at a time and walk slowly up the mountain gate.

Falling from above the auspicious clouds, Xuan Zhou stepped on the ground of Mount Sumeru and walked towards the mountain gate.

Along the way, there is really no one!

But Xuan Zhou could clearly sense it.

From the moment he landed on Mount Sumeru, countless pairs of gazes of curiosity, doubt, anger, suspicion, fear, etc. were all cast on him.

really!

Not nobody!

It's just that they dare not show up!

"Ah!"

"Is this Western religion?"

There was a layer of coldness in his heart, and Xuanzhou regained his confidence and continued to walk forward.

result.

Just at the huge mountain gate.

A figure like Buddha, sitting half-slumped, eyes closed, complexion bitter.

He put one hand on his lap, making orchid handprints, and the other hand naturally patted his knees.

Facing Xuan Zhou who was walking slowly, the Buddha sighed and asked.

"No thought, no image, no worry, no suffering."

"There are thoughts and images, there are sorrows and sufferings."

"Senior Brother Xuan Zhou, you've lost your mind."

Hearing this, Xuan Zhou smiled.

I don't know which disciple of the Western sect from the outer sect dared to discuss the Tao in front of him!

It's still about their Zen way that has not been fully completed!

How can this not make Xuan Zhou laugh?

What he just said is that all living beings are sad and suffering, all because of remembrance.

If you have thoughts, you will be sad and not happy.