Fengyunlu

After the strangeness of the text disappeared, it was followed by a series of illusions that were difficult to distinguish true from false. Although Bai Ximo knew that all this was an illusion, he still frowned slightly, revealing a little uneasiness.

The lake surface sparkles, reflecting the scenery of the northern desert. Through deduction, it is known that Feng Wanlin will hold a Fengshan ceremony in Wanli Liusha and officially inherit the throne of the emperor. At the succession ceremony, Feng Wanlin dressed in a gorgeous dress, waiting for the attention of the heroes of the world. However, in the atmosphere of celebration, there seems to be an undercurrent. As expected, just when Emperor Ze of the Human World was about to announce Feng Wanlin as the emperor, a sharp question broke the silence, shocking everyone present.

"Emperor, wait!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and found that the words came from Wu Guangzhi, the master of Boyang Valley, one of the five major sects.

The Human Emperor frowned slightly, but considering that Boyang Valley is one of the five major sects in the world and the Valley Master Wu Guang is also a great emperor, it is inconvenient to directly reject his face, so he did not get angry, but asked with a hint of curiosity: "Oh? May I ask what is wrong with the Golden Crow Emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Guang smiled slightly, saying that he was too anxious just now and hoped that the Human Emperor would not mind.

"It's okay, Your Majesty, please speak up." The Human Emperor also showed great interest at this moment. He was curious why the master of Boyang Valley, who had never had any grudges against Feng Wanlin, chose to speak out to obstruct him at this moment.

In fact, not only the Emperor was curious, but most of the people present, except for a few, looked puzzled. Even Feng Wanlin himself looked puzzled, wondering why Wu Guang interrupted the succession ceremony at this time.

Wu Guang bowed to the Emperor, then stood up and looked around at everyone present, his eyes finally fixed on Feng Wanlin's face. He clasped his fists towards Feng Wanlin and apologized: "Brother Feng, it is really rude to interrupt you, but I do have something to say, I hope you will forgive me."

"Master Wu, why must we choose this moment?" Before Feng Wanlin opened his mouth, a questioning voice came from the audience. At the same time, a beautiful woman in white walked out of the crowd, looking at the stage with displeasure.

"Who is this person? How dare he contradict the emperor in public?" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, and everyone around him looked at him as if he was a fool.

"This girl is Bai Ximeng, the daughter of Cangyun Emperor Bai Qianyi. She is the apple of the Cangyun Sect's eye. Who in the world dares to provoke her?" someone kindly reminded.

"It turned out to be her. No wonder she dared to contradict the emperor."

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There were many discussions in the audience...

"Mr. Wu, if you can't explain it today, haha." Bai Ximeng walked up to the stage, without greeting anyone, and walked straight to Feng Wanlin and smiled at him. Then, she turned her head and said with a slightly angry and threatening tone.

Bai Ximeng had just spoken when a handsome middle-aged man on the opposite viewing platform immediately sighed, touched his forehead, and thought to himself that something was wrong. He then flew to the Fengshan Terrace and clasped his fists to the Golden Crow Emperor: "Don't blame me, Your Majesty. I was very rude just now. I hope Master Wu will not take it to heart." After that, he turned around and saluted the Human Emperor.

Wu Guang saw Bai Ximeng contradicting him, and immediately showed his anger. Just as he was about to lose his temper, he saw Cangyun Sect's leader Bai Ximo coming in person to apologize, so he couldn't lose his temper anymore. He suppressed his anger and was about to say that it was okay, but he saw Bai Ximo change his previous gentle attitude and look at him with the same cold eyes.

"However, as my younger sister said, Brother Feng is a friend of our Cang Yun Sect. He was forcibly interrupted at such an important moment. If Master Wu does not have sufficient reasons, our Cang Yun lineage will seek an explanation for our friend." Bai Ximo said coldly.

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on and off the stage. Although Bai Ximeng's previous words were more intense, they were far less weighty than Bai Ximo's calm words at this moment. The reason was that Bai Ximo, as the leader of a sect, his words and deeds not only represented himself, but also represented the entire sect. The status of the Cangyun Sect was very important. As the leader of the current Xuanmen righteous path, the fact that the world's number one Cangyun Emperor Bai Qianyi was in charge of the mountain gate was enough to convince other sects.

"It seems that there will be a big show today." A curious person showed a playful smile.

"Not necessarily. In my opinion, it's better to keep a distance to avoid being implicated." The insightful man saw the clue and unconsciously took a few steps back.

"Haha, Sect Leader Bai is indeed a man of great righteousness, but today he must convince everyone." Wu Guang, the Golden Crow Emperor of Boyang Valley, said calmly.

After Wu Guang finished speaking, he looked around at everyone in the room again, and then said loudly to everyone: "You are all curious about why I suddenly interrupted you. Some people may feel unhappy, but if I say directly that Feng Wanlin is not worthy of being the Emperor of Xuanmen, you will surely be even more shocked..."

A beam of aquamarine light streaked across the sea like lightning, and Master Kong Yang, the most intelligent disciple in the history of Qingli Palace, rushed straight to Yaochi at an astonishing speed. His figure was as fast as a lightning streak across the sky, leaving a long trail, as if telling of his determination and strength.

At the same time, in the far southwest, on Mount Xumi, which is closer to Yaochi than Cangyun Sect and Qingli Palace, Buddhist music lingers, solemn and sacred. An old monk sits on a lotus platform, and although he is thin, he looks solemn. As soon as Master Kong Yang leaves Canghai, the old monk's tightly closed eyes suddenly open, his eyes are as sharp as torches, as if he can see through everything in the world.

After a while, the light dissipated, and the old monk showed a trace of worry on his face: "Even the two emperors were alarmed, and even Mr. Bai took action personally. Although my Xumi Palace does not have an emperor now, this opportunity must not be missed. West Kunlun is closer than those two families, and Boyang Valley may also be involved, so I must go to Yaochi Fairyland."

The old monk thought about it, then spread out his palm, twisted the rosary, and circled it on his wrist. He looked up and whispered: "Where is the nine sons of Buddha? Di Miaoya received the Dharma disc..."

The Sanskrit sound echoed in Mount Sumeru, several Buddha lights rose, and the outline of golden light was inlaid on the edge of the clouds. The old monk's voice echoed for a long time until the first Buddha light floated over, and the refreshing voice gradually dissipated.

"Disciple Xuan Yin, I pay homage to the Buddha!!" The golden light faded, and a compassionate monk walked over from the east and bowed respectfully to the old monk.

The old monk smiled and nodded at Xuan Yin who had just arrived: "Well, you wait aside first."

As soon as he finished speaking, six rays of Buddha's light descended at the same time.

"Disciple has seen my Buddha!!"

The six people saluted in unison, and the Buddha's light disappeared at the same time. They saluted together towards the old monk with a solemn face who was standing on the edge of the cliff with his back to the sea of ​​clouds.

The old monk nodded repeatedly, his eyes swept over the seven Buddhist disciples in front of him, and asked, "Yeduo and Sunduo are in retreat now, and will come out soon to receive the order. You can take the Dharma discs and go to West Kunlun with the two junior brothers to help Yao Chi."

Before the old monk finished speaking, a golden jade butterfly appeared in his hand. This was the order of the head of Xumi Palace. Holding it was like seeing the Buddha in person, representing all the monks of the entire Xumi Palace and Xumi Mountain Buddhist Sect. No matter how many monks there were in the world, seeing the Dharma Disc was like seeing the Buddha. This was not only an order, but also a symbol of status. Xumi Palace was an orthodox trip, and even the largest sects had to give it some face.

The old monk handed it out, and a little light floated away and landed directly in the hands of Xuan Yin, who arrived first. Xuan Yin took it and looked puzzled: "Disciple, I am taking orders on behalf of my fellow disciples. I just want to ask one thing, what happened in West Kunlun that we need to bring the magic disc to help?"

Xuan Yin's doubts were also the doubts of several other Buddhist disciples. These seven Buddhist disciples had profound cultivation and were all saints, but they had been living in seclusion in Mount Xumi, obsessed with Buddhism and world affairs, and rarely paid attention. For example, the Feng family catastrophe three years ago was such a major battle in the Xuan Sect that both the good and evil were alarmed. Even the old monk in front of him, the current head of the Xumi Palace and the current Buddha, the great Buddha, was planning to go there.

But there was an obstacle at that time. The Buddha took action personally and was evenly matched. In that situation, the Great Buddha did not order the nine sons, and did not even take out the Dharma disc. But now I don’t know what happened in West Kunlun. I actually want to directly take out the Xumi Dharma disc that represents the blessing of the Buddhist Dharma of all the great monks of the entire Buddhist sect. I really don’t know what happened in Yaochi.

The old monk nodded to everyone's doubts. The Great Buddha showed a worried look on his face. He looked in the direction of West Kunlun and slowly said, "Your doubts are normal. My Buddhist sect is originally a foreign land and rarely participates in the unrest in the world. Even in the disaster in the northern border three years ago, I did my best. But today's events in West Kunlun are related to the sky. As the saying goes, the world is in purgatory and all living beings are suffering. We practitioners can see through the fire, but some things have to be done."

"The fairyland of Yao Chi is different from other places. It is destiny for those who practice Taoism to suffer from internal friction and disasters. Only in the fairyland of Yao Chi in West Kunlun is the ancient disaster sealed. If there is a disaster, it should not affect the common people, and if there is a disaster, it should not span ancient and modern times. The people of this world have their own destiny, but this destiny needs to be saved by our Buddhist sect. You are going to save this destiny, and as for who will be saved, this Sumeru Dharma Disc will make the choice." The words of the Great Buddha were full of mystery, and endless worry revealed in his eyes, as if each major event in the world has its own destiny, and only the Buddhist sect should do its best.

Xuan Yin seemed to suddenly understand. He put away the magic disc, clasped his hands together, and said respectfully: "I will definitely do my best!"

The remaining six practitioners also bowed their heads and saluted, shouting in unison: "Amitabha, we accept the mission and will do our best!"

"That's right." The Great Buddha nodded gently, and the Buddhist beads on his wrist made a pleasant sound as he moved, and he pinched them in his hand again. His eyes passed through the sea of ​​clouds, and he seemed to feel the breath of the whisk of the blue dragon leaving the sea, as well as the mystery of the nine immortal dragons conquering the sky. He turned around and reminded again: "You must follow the will of heaven on this trip and help Yao Chi survive this disaster. As for those who are destined to face the disaster, if they are not between life and death, don't force it."

"Yes, sir!" The seven people responded in unison and turned to leave. Their Qi Dao Buddha Lights gathered together and flashed towards the northeast of Mount Xumi. When they arrived at the sea of ​​clouds on Mount Xumi, two more Buddha Lights joined them. They were Ye Tuo and Sun Duo, two of the nine sons of the Buddha who were in retreat. The nine Buddha Lights turned into a golden color all over the sky, and the sea of ​​clouds rolled, and disappeared into the horizon the next moment.

"So many years have passed, and you are still the same." An ethereal voice sounded in the void, coming from nowhere, but echoing softly in the ears of the Great Buddha.

“Brother, you are aloof from the world and don’t know that Mount Sumeru is about to collapse. More than a hundred years ago, the demon king Xu Yi suddenly appeared in the world, and he was able to shake the Three Treasures Sutra with just the banner of the humble family. At that time, it was you, as your senior brother, who averted the disaster out of consideration for our old friendship. But brother, do you still remember that time when the scriptures indicated that the vaguely emerging figure was not Xu Yi?” The Great Buddha muttered in his heart, but the ethereal end no longer responded.

After a long silence, a sigh echoed in the air: "Alas~ I promised Master that I would protect the Three Treasures. Now I have two chances left. After this trip, if you don't reach Mount Xumi, I will not help you anymore. Don't blame me for being ruthless then."

“Junior brother thanks you on behalf of the Buddhist sect, senior brother. But there are many concerns on the Yao Chi Mountain. Even Mr. Bai’s Nine Immortal Dragons have escaped from the South China Sea. I’m afraid senior brother can resolve it without any help. The only person who is destined to have the calamity, I hope senior brother can give him some guidance.” The Great Buddha had a sad look on his face, as if he had thought of everything that his Buddhist sect would face, and he couldn’t help but sigh a little.

The ethereal voice came again: "If I am chosen by the magic disc, it is God's will. I will not refuse. But if there is no destiny, this trip out of the mountain will waste the second opportunity. I can't do anything about it."

"Junior brother, of course you understand. This time, there will be more senior brothers." The echoing voice sounded in my heart, and there was no response after that. The eyes of the Great Buddha moved, and then slowly closed. Then, a Buddha's light gradually spread out, and the entire Di Miao Cliff was reflected with extreme solemnity...

"Why did Big Brother suddenly come out? Did someone touch the mystery?" At this moment, at the entrance to the ancient wilderness in the southwest, between the gates of Boyang Valley guarding the pass, a hurried figure turned around and asked.

The man was wearing a red flame Taoist robe. He was tall and had a pale golden complexion. He had the aura of a middle-aged man and his long hair swayed slightly in the mountain breeze.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young woman in revealing clothes, with a seductive look on her face and an irresistible temptation in her eyes, moved her red lips slightly: "Second Uncle, I just returned to the mountain. I didn't know someone came yesterday. That person didn't reveal his identity. He just took out a token and asked Master to come out directly. This morning, he came out of the mountain in person. Now I don't know where he has gone."

"A token?"

The middle-aged man stopped and looked thoughtful. After a moment, he seemed to understand something: "Is that person still in the valley?"

"I was sent away by my master himself at midnight last night." The charming woman responded immediately, swaying her body and waiting on the side.

The middle-aged man was puzzled again, his eyes narrowed slightly, and nodded: "Well, leaving at midnight, it seems that the eldest brother has to come out in person."

"Uncle, do you know that person?" The charming woman's voice was pleasant to the ears of the middle-aged man. Although it was unintentional, it was like a fire burning in his heart.

However, this middle-aged man was an elder and had a high level of cultivation. His name was Wu Zhuo, the brother of the master of Boyang Valley. He was more than famous back then. The brothers of the Golden Crow Emperor were not to be trifled with. Even Bai Qianyi, who was known as the top of the Xuanmen sect, commented on him at the time that if Wu Guang was not the eldest son, Boyang Valley would have been run by the second son.