The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Wu Hua asked curiously: "Since Huihang has rebelled, how can he call himself a monk of Zizhu Temple in Putuo?"

Jiezhao said: "The Sanskrit name of Putuo is Potalaka, and its original meaning is the mountain full of holy flowers. Potalaka is divided into two parts: pota and laka. Pota is Putuo, and laka is Luojia. From here, the mountain facing the southeast is . According to legend, Avalokitesvara practiced Taoism in Luojia Mountain. After attaining Taoism, he opened a Taoist temple in Putuo Mountain and planted purple bamboos to form a forest. This is how the current Zizhu Temple is built."

"Juehang first thought that this was a fake Taoist temple attached to the association, and the real Taoist temple was in Tianzhu. He did not rebel. On the contrary, he thought that we were the fake ones. So it is normal for him to claim to be from Zizhu Temple in Putuo."

"What should we do? Where should we find him?" Ding Xiang asked anxiously.

"Amitabha!" Juezhao sighed, "I originally hoped that Juehang could find the ideal place in his heart, give up his obsession, and not waste his talent and Buddhist connections. But I didn't expect that he would do such a thing as snatching the relics. Come. This matter is related to this court, and I should investigate it, but recently the dragon is roaming the bottom of the sea, the wind is raging in the east, and chaos is about to happen. Putuo is the gateway to the East China Sea, and I must sit here and guard it."

"If you want to find him, you can go to Niboluo. More than ten years ago, I heard that Niboluo had an additional Zizhu Temple. I guessed that it was Huihang's monastery. Huihang had robbed the relics of the eminent monk and would return to the temple. Make the most of it. If you chase after him quickly, you should still be able to make it in time."

"Do you have the specific location of Zizhu Temple?"

Juezhao shook his head: "I don't know, but Nibalo people worship Buddha, and Huihang has a good reputation. I believe his monastery will not be unknown. You can find out if you ask someone there."

Ding Xiang nodded: "That's all we can do."

Just when they were about to say goodbye and leave, suddenly there was a noisy and chaotic sound outside.

But Juezhao suddenly frowned and looked into the void with his withered eyes.

Haikong immediately ordered: "Pingguang, Pingbo, go out and see what happened?"

The two agreed and went out. After a while, Pingbo came back, breathing heavily: "Master...Master, Master...it's not good, the sea...the sea..."

Haikong said displeasedly: "Why are you so flustered? What do you teach me on a daily basis? Buddhism is practiced everywhere. When things happen, you should be quiet and speak well!"

"Yes, Master." Pingbo took a breath, "To tell Master, there is a mirage, and everyone went to see it."

"What's so scary about mirages?" Hai Kong scolded.

"No, Master, go and see for yourself. This mirage is different from what you usually see." Pingbo said.

"Let's go and have a look." Juezhao stood up.

"Master, you have been in seclusion for many years, so you might as well shave your hair and change your clothes first." Hai Kong said, looking at Juezhao's head full of long hair.

Juezhao smiled slightly: "The skin is empty after all. Just like the master of wisdom and endurance, who transformed into a Buddha, he is a role model for our generation. If you have worries in your heart, shaving your head every day is also a worry. If you have no worries in your heart, you will be free with three thousand green hairs?"

Having said that, he should go first.

The gray hair swayed gently with his steps, which was indeed a bit free and easy.

People followed and went out.

When we arrived at the open space outside the monastery, many people had gathered there, pointing towards the southeast.

But on the sea over there, where the sea and the sky meet, there is a blue cliff with the beginning of the pen, as if the sea water is rolling up and rushing up to the sky.

The top of the cliff is covered with clouds and fog, and many black peaks are faintly visible, with different shapes and interlocking teeth. The mountain shadows are dark, and there is white between the mountain shadows, but the white is not actually white, but seems to be a special kind of dark void. There are some strange buildings standing messily in the void, as if they were drawn by a cartoonist.

Mirages are not uncommon, but they have never felt so oppressive. The scene in front of me looked indescribably weird.

Xu Xiaobei said: "Isn't a mirage an aerial projection caused by the refraction of light? Where does it look like this? It can't be a newly built film and television city, right?"

Sister Mei said: "No film and television city can create this kind of atmosphere. If it could create this kind of atmosphere, it would have become famous long ago. It's impossible that we haven't heard of it."

Suddenly I heard the optician say: "This is not a mirage, this is the shadow of hell."

"What?" Everyone was shocked, "Shadow of Hell?"

"Putuo, Emei, Jiuhua, and Wutai are all guarding the west. They are called the Western Great Sacred Mountain of Buddhism. In fact, they suppress the energy of hell. Where the Western Mountain is, there are cracks in the void. Now that the earth's veins on the seabed are changing, perhaps the cracks in hell have opened. ."

Everyone was shocked, hearing this statement for the first time.

At this time, a strange roar was suddenly heard from the sea.

The sound was indescribably uncomfortable to hear. It was sharp, hoarse, and dull, like the scream of a man trapped in water.

But it is also very long. No one can make such a long and stable sound.

Then, the sea exploded in the distance.

A flower exploded.

The water rose to the sky and bloomed like petals.

Then a long black shadow shot up into the sky and into the mirage.

"dragon!"

"There's a dragon!"

People chanted, shocked and excited.

Then I saw the "dragon" getting into the sea market and causing chaos, the light and shadow were confused, and the mirage dissipated.

It turned into heavy rain and poured into the sea like a waterfall.

The dragon shadow also disappeared into the gray storm.

Juezhao said worriedly: "There has been chaos in the world in recent years. When I was in seclusion, I felt a strange phenomenon on the sea. This dragon may not be a single dragon. Haikong, I want to enter the purple bamboo forest to guard the East China Sea. You can go to Kowloon Island and let me know. They should be careful, and when necessary, we will support each other and must guard the gateway to the East China Sea."

"Kowloon Island?" Hai Kong was slightly startled, "I heard that those island owners have weird tempers. Can they join forces with our Buddhist sect?"

Juezhao said: "I have dealt with their island master, and he has a chivalrous heart. In the face of a great crisis, I don't think he will refuse."

Haikong was about to agree when he suddenly heard Sister Mei say: "Master, let me go to Kowloon Island. It is the property of the Li family. I am also familiar with the owner of Lu Island. Just this morning, he called me and said A strange phenomenon occurred in the East China Sea."

Juezhao nodded and said, "Then it'll be hard work."

Sister Mei said to Dingxiang: "Dingxiang, I can't accompany you to Niboluo. You must be careful."

Ding Xiang was also worried about Kowloon Island, but White Snake and Oogway had to look for it, not to mention the relics of Zhi Ren. She changed her mind and said, "Sister Mei, you have to be careful too."

Sister Mei said: "Don't worry, there are still island masters on Kowloon Island and eminent monks from Putuo, but it's you. Niboluo is a chaotic place, with fish and dragons mixed together, and there are many sects. Remember, safety first, if there is any trouble, just come to us Your brother Muchen, even if the sky falls, he will not ignore you."

Ding Xiang said: "I lost Xiao Bai and Xiao Hei, and I will definitely find them back."

Sister Mei nodded, said no more, took out the seven-fold treasure letter, threw it into the air, jumped into the sea.

Then she saw a white shadow hovering, holding her up against the sea, and flew away towards Kowloon Island.