[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

This kid shouldn't be here.

The Lord Buddha looked at the child who was protected by the Qingzi seal but was still unconscious, and his eyes stayed on the Qingzi seal for a while, and at one point there was an auspicious cloud supporting the child.

"Trouble Lord Buddha." The Bodhisattva smiled and expressed his gratitude in a tone of gratitude. Di Ting lay beside him as if he had fallen asleep.

"No problem."

As far as Luzhou in the north, the Buddha's brows were dark, and the darkness and clarity of the city wall stood side by side.Xiangyun stayed above the city wall, but there was nowhere to enter!

"The dense air is suppressed by the power of the four phenomena." The Buddha's face was merciful, his hands folded in front of his chest, and he recited the Buddha's mantra silently, and then he chanted the scriptures. Until it turned into a negligible sphere, but the sphere seemed to have a spirit and suddenly fled away, flying towards the Wangqing Forest!A slender plain hand suddenly appeared, gripping the sphere tightly, and the faint and incalculable light burst out from between the fingers and disappeared.The speed is so fast, everything is just an illusion produced by wrong eyes.

The Buddha's face remained peaceful, his palms folded, his eyes pierced through the obstacles, and he landed on a mansion, where a woman was sitting by the pond casually, looking down at the koi carp playing in the pond, the matter just now had nothing to do with her.

Suddenly the woman raised her head, her eyes met even though they were thousands of miles apart.

Slightly lowering his eyelids, the Buddha's eyes turned to see the magnificent National Teacher's Mansion, the source of the power of the four images and the dense energy, and his brows were slightly surprised.

"Lord Buddha is coming, and we are far away to welcome you." A cool voice rang in my ears, with a slight smile and a slight sense of gratitude, "Please trouble Lord Buddha, send my apprentice back."

There is a Wangqing Pond in the flowery garden. There are futons and low tables on the big fragrant blankets. On the low tables is an incense burner carved with dragons and phoenixes. Light smoke floats from the hollowed-out cover. A pitch-black flute, Its tail is an extraordinary lotus flower, which blooms layer by layer and is tinged with blue color. It is not artificial but gives people the feeling that it should be. When it is placed on the table, one can only feel the sound of Juntian Guangle in the ear .

The Buddha lowered his cloud head and sat down on the futon on the other side of the low table. The child protected by the Qingzi seal above the auspicious cloud hugged his knees as if he was in a mother's womb.

Qing Yun frowned, pursed her red lips slightly, and beckoned the child to fall from her arms, Qing Ziyin automatically returned to Niwan Palace, her brows were puzzled, "Why?"

"Qiao Jue rescued him from the sea of ​​blood." The Buddha looked sympathetic.

Putting the palm on Liuyun's forehead, a faint brilliance passed by, and the eyes turned to look at the koi in the pond. In an instant, a middle-aged man appeared with respectful eyes, "Thank you, master, for your enlightenment."

"From now on, you are the steward of Zhuge Mansion. Send him to Master, and later..." The color of his eyes changed subtly, Qing Yun looked down at the apprentice in his arms, and said calmly, "It's not necessary to show your cultivation unless it's a crisis."

"Yes, master." The little child floated into the arms of the middle-aged man and left steadily.

"The son of the monster, the reincarnation of the mysterious tortoise, the basis of the calamity, is the danger of the road."

"The path depends on thorns and thorns." Dai Mei frowned slightly and then loosened, and said with a light smile, "I don't want to disturb the Bodhisattva, I hope the Lord Buddha will thank the Bodhisattva on my behalf."

"Good." The Buddha closed his eyes halfway, put his hands together, his expression was still indistinguishable, he paused slightly, and said, "This son has the inheritance of the black turtle, and his kalpa has changed."

"Inheritance of the mysterious turtle?" Qing Yun frowned slightly, pinching his fingers to calculate the chaos of the heavenly secrets, clasped his white slender hands slightly, and the way of heaven warned!Rubbing between the eyebrows, it's really troublesome.

Seeing Qingyun's strange expression, the color of the Buddha's eyes changed slightly, and he said, "It's meaningless to us, but for the Sanxian, it's a chance to seek the Tao; for the Yaozu... don't forget, Xuangui is the Pangu God When the world was created, its tortoise shell blocked the earth, fire and wind, and Gonggong hit Buzhou Mountain, the sky and the earth tilted, and the Nuwa Empress cut off his limbs to support the four directions after mending the sky."

With a slight movement of her fingers, Qingyun suddenly realized, "A steady stream of merit." Speaking of this, his brows could not help but frown, Liuyun is in danger, if he doesn't wake up early... However, when she intervened in a witch-like form, Tiandao had already noticed, and the corners of her mouth slightly Pull down, Shizu is really busy.

The color of his eyes faded, and he was already thinking about it. He watched the faint smile on the corner of the Buddha's mouth, and it flickered to his eyes, "Thank you, Lord Buddha, for breaking the confusion."

"It's just a matter of raising your hands." The Buddha's brows were calm, and he slowly got up, with cassocks hanging down one by one, "I bid farewell."

With her eyes drooping slightly, Qing Yun got up and her plain white dress was adorned with pale pink lotus flowers. She picked up the flute, her lips slightly curved, and she said politely, "I send it to the Lord Buddha."

The Buddha stopped suddenly, and the auspicious clouds had risen under his feet. He seemed to have something to say, and he lowered his eyes for a moment and said calmly, "The heavens will not tolerate the transformation of alien beasts. The catastrophe of this continent is not enough to resolve it. You... the emperor is careful."

"I know." A faint smile flowed in his eyes, and Qing Yun's expression remained cold.

The Buddha had already left on a cloud, looking at the ubiquitous laws of heaven, his eyes flickered, he casually flicked his wide sleeves, and walked out of Zhuge Mansion with his arm in brocade and his flute in his hand.

The dense air covering the whole city disappeared, but many troublesome things were left behind. For example, the people in the capital were anxious about frequent unexpected events. It was a false alarm, if the next time it was really a monster attack... They dare not think that the incident of the giant bird at the Fengyang Festival is still vivid in their minds!

Every house shuts its doors and does not come out, and the windows are closed tightly for fear that even a ray of light will not come in. The formerly prosperous capital is now depressed and scattered. Both sides of the street are full of miscellaneous debris, and scattered and broken things are scattered on the ground. , not a dead city but infinitely close to a dead city.

The four gates of the capital are closed and guarded by soldiers. There are soldiers and generals on the street who are always patrolling for safety. They all look serious. Seeing Qing Yun walking alone in the street, a small group of soldiers stopped, their eyes stern. Become a monster race?

Sweeping across this row of squads with cold eyes, Qing Yun's figure flickered slightly and turned into a phantom.

Shaking his head, he didn't think much about continuing the patrol.

The aura condensed to form a thin barrier that enveloped the National Teacher's Mansion. Qing Yun stopped and looked at the faintly visible traces of the formation in front of the National Teacher's Mansion.

Introduce the power of the four elephants of the human race to protect the Dharma, and transform it from the heavenly stems and the earthly branches, one advances and the other retreats endlessly.

This formation is very good, but it's a pity... the people who set up the formation are too weak and there are loopholes left.The dense energy uses the power of Xuanwu to travel through thousands of miles and fill the capital city. If the person in the main position is not too weak, how can a mere ghost cultivator take the opportunity to use the dense energy to hide his murderous intentions, destroy the clear and prosperous energy of the flowing clouds, and seize it at that time.

Eyebrow raised slightly, the cold color flashed by, it was bold!

Raising the palm of the hand downward, there is a steady stream of black energy rolling in the heart of the original four images. They struggled and resisted, twisting their phantoms and illusions, roaring and roaring continuously, bringing waves of vibrations on the ground of the capital, The cracks spread out one after another intricately like spider silk, and with the wave after wave of vibration, the cracks became bigger like ferocious beasts opening their mouths wide, devouring everything on the ground!

"Stubborn!" His eyebrows turned cold, his palm changed into a claw, and the power of sucking food in his palm became stronger and stronger.

Accompanied by the screaming of the mist, there were screams and cries from the people all over the city, telling why the heavens treated them so unfairly!Telling that the national teacher is incompetent and can save them from the fire!Tell them that the emperor's lack of virtue has brought them such a catastrophe!

"The black tortoise is inherited by those who are capable." The howling beast kept twisting its body and resisting to break free from Qingyun's control, but he knew that he could not escape, and shattered the earth and devoured the people as a bargaining chip!

This person had a lot to do with Liuyun, so Liuyun had to do it himself. "After 14 years, I will not interfere in this matter."

Having made up her mind, Qing Yun's face was expressionless but her eyes were cold. Seeing the dense fog, she hesitated a few times, but she sneered and asked in a gentle tone, unreasonably cruel and cruel, "Do you think you can threaten me to give in by holding a few human races hostage?" ?”

The tearing and pulling from the soul was so painful that the person hidden in the thick fog hurriedly shouted, "Deal! Deal!"

Looking up is a thick fog that covers the sky and the sun, and there is a thin layer in front of his eyes. The corners of Qingyun's mouth are slightly pulled down, too weak, and he doesn't even have the desire to do it. He said coldly, "Send the human race back."

"Yes yes yes." No matter how resentful and resentful he was, he had to bow his head under the eaves and return all the people trapped in the cracks. He was still hiding in the thick fog, fearful in his heart but did not dare to act rashly. Suppressing the fear from the heart, for the inheritance of the black turtle!He doesn't want to be a ghost forever!

But for 14 years, without him, would there be no one else?It didn't take a moment for him to think of other ways to win the inheritance of the black turtle.

"You can't escape from Beiju Luzhou." The beautiful and elegant woman stood there, and teams of soldiers passed by her, and no one of Xuanxin's orthodox disciples saw her, and her eyes were indifferent to see that nothing was on her mind, Lazily caressing the lotus flower at the end of the flute with his fingers, without raising his eyelids, he hooked the corner of his mouth frivolously, and said, "Including being with you, if you break the contract, I don't mind letting you have a taste of the [-]th hell in advance."

A fluttering sentence is enough to break the heart, the cold comes from the depths of the soul, the ghost cultivator who does not cultivate the primordial spirit only has this chance to truly become a human being, he gritted his teeth fiercely, resentful in his heart but had to forcefully calm down , said, "I know!"

"Go." Lazily waved his hand, the mist penetrated into the bottom, and immediately saw the human race who fell into the cracks in the ground in all directions, were thrown into the air, and fell to the ground without dying or being disabled.

His eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand. The invisible and colorless cloud supported the people and slowly fell to the ground, and the cracks in the ground closed automatically without leaving a trace.

As for what the Xuanxin four generals had pictured, they moved their fingers, and a small gun hung in front of Qing Yun. The mysterious and mysterious marks of the gun god's way were faintly visible, and suddenly the light radiated brightly. After disappearing, only a bland double gun remained. .

That's all, let's solve it together after 14 years.

The author has something to say: In fact, what the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva thought in the previous chapter was: - You can solve the problem by yourself!

And listening to the truth == let's talk about it in the second volume

My heart is so tired＿(:з」∠)＿Every time I write about these two people, I get all kinds of entanglements, I really want to break the ice every minute==Speaking of which, these two guys didn’t have such personalities at the beginning, why are they so red now, and my heart is tired !The author who broke his heart ＿(:з"∠)＿

This volume will end in a few chapters, enter the second volume, the gap between the second volume and the first volume is very large-so why did I set the outline like this at the beginning! ! ! ! ! !The author, who is too regretful but has not been saved, has fallen to the ground, please offer incense!