Tian Yuan

The leaders of all ethnic groups are well aware of how terrifying Luo Liuyin is.

We originally thought that this guy died in the ancestral trial, but he survived, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

"This boy is a monster, not weaker than the ancestor of the Linqian Imperial Clan, and even stronger than him in the same realm."

The great ancestor of a certain ancient clan made a stern face and spoke in a serious tone with certainty.

"The Linqian Imperial Clan is a bunch of bastards. They used the blood of their relatives to cultivate a vicious god!"

Relying on the heritage of the ancient clan and using a little bit of trickery, he heard about Luo Liuyin's deeds and dared to kill three core elders of the Seven Steps of the Divine Bridge in the meeting hall. His strength was powerful, far superior to his peers.

"Notify the tribesmen on the path of enlightenment to avoid any conflict with Luo Liuyin unless their lives are threatened."

The leaders of various ethnic groups issued this order one after another.

No one knows what Luo Liuyin's true combat power is now. Perhaps except for the mainstays of the ancient clans, most of the ancestors of the ancient clans are no longer his opponents.

In the world of enlightenment, the situation is becoming more and more turbulent.

As long as an opportunity arises, fighting will break out, causing incalculable casualties.

The troubled times have arrived, and anyone with desires in their hearts cannot avoid being caught in the rolling waves, facing unknown dangers and opportunities.

Either go upstream and see the scenery from above; or die on the way and become a cold corpse on the road to heights.

There are always a very small number of people in the world who do not covet good fortune, and they are exceptions.

Buddha's son is one of them.

All he wanted was peace in the world.

Walking somewhere in Luoshen Ruins, the Buddhist disciple was saving ordinary creatures who were suffering because of the fights among practitioners, and he did not have the slightest thought about the so-called path to enlightenment.

One day, a Buddhist caught a practitioner who needed to absorb a large amount of blood and essence in order to practice an evil method from ancient times. So he went to a remote place and killed ordinary creatures, causing hundreds of millions of deaths.

It happened that the Buddhist disciple was nearby, and he sensed the abnormal fluctuations of the laws, so he rushed over to check it out.

Unfortunately, it was still half a step too late.

This person performed evil magic and refined a large number of living beings. His body was filled with evil energy, and his skin was as red as blood. Dense black runes appeared on his face, and his pupils were weird, neither human nor ghost.

The moment he saw the Buddha's son, he wanted to escape.

However, the Buddhist acted quickly, blocking the space with a wave of his hand and trapping it in a ray of Buddha's light.

Trapped by the Buddha's light, the evil cultivator looked at the Buddhist disciple standing in front of him, panicked, and pleaded: "Buddhist disciple, I have gone astray, and I have indeed committed heinous crimes. But I promise that I will never do this again in the future. Please forgive me this time!"

The Buddhist looked at this person with cold eyes. The Buddha's mighty power made the evil cultivator's soul tremble and he was in great pain.

"You should thank me!" Seeing that the Buddhist disciple had no intention of letting him go, the evil cultivator simply stopped pretending, with a ferocious face, and roared loudly: "If there were no people like me, how could the world care about the goodness of Buddhism and sing praises of the kindness of Buddhism."

“That’s ridiculous.”

The Buddhist said sternly.

"There is a need before there is a belief." As soon as the evil cultivator opened his mouth, one could see the thick scarlet mucus in his mouth, which was disgusting. His voice was filled with a bit of evil: "A Buddhist disciple would know this truth, right?"

"If all people like you are saved, it would be a blessing even if Buddhism does not flourish." The Buddhist is determined to follow his own path. He will not doubt himself because of a few words from an evil cultivator. He put his hands together and said solemnly: "People like you will never think they are wrong. Sending you to see the Buddha is the only option."

After saying this, the Buddhist disciple lowered his eyebrows and recited the Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

The harsh Buddhist sound entered the evil cultivator's ears, causing him extreme pain. He let out a heart-wrenching wail: "Ah!"

Buddhists will not show the slightest mercy to such unforgivable people.

The method of salvation is not so gentle, let him experience what it means to be worse off than death.

"Kill me, kill me!"

The pain reached the extreme. The evil cultivator did not ask the Buddha to let him go, but only wanted to be dead suddenly.

However, the Buddhist looked at the screaming and struggling evil cultivator with an indifferent expression, not intending to deal with him quickly, and said coldly: "You like to torture innocent creatures, so I can do the same."

So-called kindness means treating those poor people who are suffering from hardships, not the evil ones.

"what......"

This evil cultivator suffered for several days before he was slowly purified by the Buddha's light. His body died and his soul disappeared into nothingness.

While the Buddhist was converting the demons, he also separated a part of his spiritual consciousness to save the innocent people who had fallen into the abyss.

In fact, Buddhists know very well that as long as this world exists, fighting and oppression will never disappear. What you do will not have much effect.

Although we cannot change the overall situation, we must remain determined and work hard to move forward.

At least, he saved the poor people he met along the way. If he had stayed where he was, he would have been better off passing away.

"Buddhism is flourishing, how sad it is."

The Buddhist disciple's eyes were filled with sorrow and he sighed.

Take one step into the starry sky and keep moving forward.

......

Beihuang, Qingzong.

After refining the immortal wine for several years, Chen Qingyuan's cultivation has recovered a lot and reached the Mahayana stage.

The aura emanating from his body was like ripples on water, layer after layer, leaving deep marks on the walls of the secret room.

Chen Qingyuan's wealth was gradually shrinking as he consumed top-grade spirit stones every moment.

A year later, his realm recovered to the peak of the Mahayana period and he was ready to attack the Divine Bridge.

The foundation has been restored. Although the previous realm has fallen, it can return to the original height with just the vast spiritual energy without any obstacles.

A few days later, Chen Qingyuan successfully reached the realm of the Divine Bridge.

A layer of faint mysterious patterns appeared on the surface of the Taoist body, appearing and disappearing, which was very mysterious.

In the area where Qing Zong was located, a strange phenomenon occurred again. Golden lotus emerged from the ground and ancient music could be heard.

From high up, one can occasionally see the majestic scenery of fairy mountains and pavilions, which are majestic, ethereal and illusory.

"Could it be that the Qing Sect has some rare treasure?"

Many monks came nearby and watched the strange phenomena in the sky and earth from afar, very curious.

"In recent years, the Qing Sect has been opening the sect protection formation, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. In addition, the law of strange phenomena appears frequently, and it is very likely that a great fortune has been obtained."

Everyone was speculating like this, and although they were coveting it, they did not dare to take action.

"I heard that Master Chen has three personal disciples. Aside from the eldest disciple who is extremely talented, the other two are just ordinary geniuses at best. They are really lucky."

Some people are jealous and claim that their talents are far beyond those of ordinary geniuses, but unfortunately they are not so lucky.

"The Lord is already useless. Rumor has it that he only has a hundred years left to live. When he passes away, the Qing Sect will surely go downhill and will no longer be as prosperous as it is today."

Countless people seemed to have seen the scene of Chen Qingyuan's death. Not only did they not feel sad, but they were actually quite expectant.

"If I remember correctly, the name of His Majesty's chief disciple seems to be Zhu Wulang." Somewhere, someone was discussing this topic and remembered something. He shouted: "Three months ago, this person was targeted by a powerful independent cultivator. He used many secret methods to escape death, and his whereabouts are still unknown."

"I know about this. Zhu Wulang seems to have a flawless holy body, which is rare in the ages. Some old guys are about to pass away anyway, so they are not afraid of offending Qingzong. Once they succeed in taking over someone else's body, they can live a new life."

In a luxurious restaurant standing above the sea of ​​clouds, monks from all directions were drinking spiritual wine and discussing important events happening in various places.

"Have you heard that the Confucian Saint Master is going to marry the princess of the Yuqing Clan?"

"There is such a thing! Is the news true?"

"Nonsense, a friend of my ancestor was fortunate enough to receive an invitation from the Confucian School to hold a celebration in the Weijie Star System in the Imperial State in twenty years."

"It is said that the relationship between the daughter of the ancient Yuqing clan and her clan is extremely bad. She has been accompanying the prince for many years and is willing to be a maid. Doesn't she feel it is a loss of status?"

"You have to understand one thing. The reason she was able to obtain the status of the Emperor's daughter was because of the help of the Crown Prince. Otherwise, she would have died long ago."

The sage master of Confucianism is a legendary and evil figure.

We advocate education for all, regardless of status.

The original Confucian leader only sought his own development and controlled the area under his jurisdiction by means of fooling the people. Ordinary people could hardly survive, let alone learn to read and write.

The appearance of Lu Nanxian completely changed this situation.

At first, he was rejected by the Confucian high-ranking officials, and even went wrong during his training, which resulted in his cultivation being completely wasted. Fortunately, with the guidance of Nangong Ge, he climbed to the top of a mountain where Confucian and Taoist sages lived, and he realized the truth in one thought, and his cultivation was restored, and his strength increased greatly.

Since then, Lu Nanxian has often traveled to various parts of the world to open schools, without charging a penny. Except for the evil ones, creatures of any race can enter the school and seek guidance.

Over the years, countless lives have been enlightened because of Runanxian.

As time went by, all those who studied Taoism regarded Lu Nanxian as a holy teacher and respected him very much.

The head of the Confucian school is going to become a Taoist partner with someone, so this is naturally a big deal.

Many forces received invitations and hoped to attend the ceremony.

Qingzong and Daoyi Academy are definitely on the list.

"When the time comes, send an elder over there with gifts."

We have to give this face and we can't not go.

Besides, Lu Nanxian is a righteous man and worth making friends with.

Langya Villa also started to get busy and had to make preparations.

In the eyes of the world, Huo Ranxuan was born in the ancient Yuqing clan. In fact, she had already drawn a clear line between herself and the ancient Yuqing clan. There was no kinship, only hatred.

Although Huo Ranxuan was the prince's maid, her talent and strength were top-notch in the world. Langya Villa attached great importance to her, as if they were marrying off their daughter. The villa was bustling with lights and decorations, and full of joy.

"Still early."

Seeing everyone's worried and concerned looks, Huo Ranxuan was deeply moved. This was the family warmth she had never experienced before.

"It's only been 20 years. It's gone in a flash."

The owner of the manor is in charge personally and takes care of every aspect to prevent some elders from being careless and forgetting something.

"I am just a maidservant beside the prince. There is no need to mobilize a large force."

Huo Ranxuan lowered her eyebrows.