Fantasy: I made up the mythical age

There are two flowers, one on each branch.

But it is said that the Water Emperor went all the way west, only to see that there were ruins everywhere in sight, and it was only vaguely possible to see the glorious years of the past from some ruins.

"The buildings here seem to be so big that it's hard to imagine how many years ago and how glorious this was. "

The Water Emperor sighed as he continued to walk forward.

I don't know how long he walked, and an incomparably tall and majestic temple suddenly crossed in front of him.

This temple is tens of thousands of miles high, magnificent atmosphere, just a glance, there is a sense of vicissitudes of time coming.

Although most of this temple has collapsed, and even the portal has broken a few large holes, it has lifted the spirit of the Water Emperor.

Along the way, he saw too many ruins, but in comparison, this temple was very well preserved.

And compared with those buildings, this temple is not only more magnificent, but also has this indescribable remnant of Taoism.

"Maybe there's something to be found here. "

Thinking of this, the Water Emperor couldn't help but speed up his pace and hurriedly walked towards the palace.

The interior of the temple was not damaged much as expected, but everything was very desolate, as if it had gone through hundreds of millions of years.

Suddenly, a huge pillar stood in front of him, thousands of feet tall, standing in the middle of the temple.

The Water Emperor raised his head and looked at it vigorously, and he could vaguely see that the stone pillar was in the shape of a demon-slaying pestle, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

"Could this be the dojo of Buddhism?"

The Water Emperor couldn't help but guess.

There are also Buddhist cultivators in the Xianxuan world, but they are rare in the Eastern Wilderness, and most of them are gathered in the Western Wilderness.

Even with his status, his understanding of Buddhism is very rare, and he has never seen a real Buddhist monk.

With this in mind, the Water Emperor continued to walk forward, and suddenly the sound of a wooden fish knocking came into his ears.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

This vibration was very regular, and it seemed to have a strange power, which sounded directly in the Sea of Water Emperor's Consciousness, which was completely consistent with the beating of his heart.

The Water Emperor almost involuntarily followed the sound and walked towards the depths of the main hall, and his steps became faster and faster.

The building in the depths of the temple is more intact preserved, and a tall statue of the Buddha can be faintly seen, and the treasure is solemn, not angry and self-assured.

As the faces of the Buddha appeared in front of him, the Water Emperor suddenly had a roar in his brain, and his thoughts were pulled into another world.

In the picture, it seems to be a holy realm, with countless golden lotuses blooming on the earth, thousands of Buddha lights falling, and the sky is full of sunset.

Suddenly, a Buddhist disciple broke in and bowed to the layers of Buddha light and said, "Receiving the Buddha, a black mosquito broke into the Pure Land and sucked the thirteen grades of the Golden Lotus of the twelve merits of my Pure Land, I wonder if the Buddha knows about it?"

"Yes. "

Layers of Buddha light dispersed, revealing a thin man in a simple monk's robe, with a bitter face.

The Buddhist disciples below were slightly surprised, and then said, "Then do you want the disciples to recover it and hand it over to the Buddha?"

"No, let it go. "

When the Buddha spoke again, the whole world seemed to resonate, and more golden lotuses erupted from the earth, each exuding a rich spiritual charm.

The Buddhist disciples below finally couldn't help it and said, "The earth is unknown, please also lead the Buddha to solve your doubts." "

The Buddha in the Buddha's light showed a sad look on his face and said, "The six-winged black mosquito was conceived from the Netherworld Blood Sea.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Lord of the Blood Sea, the Styx Ancestor, swore to the Great Dao to establish the Shura Sect, killing the heavens, the earth, and the common people, and he was extremely angry.

This religion hurts the peace of heaven and leads the way of heaven to blame, as a saint of the way of heaven, I cannot sit idly by.

But the sea of blood has always had nothing to do with Western religions, and if he went rashly, he was afraid of great cause and effect, so he let the 600 million black suck up the golden lotus of the three grades of merit.

"

The Buddhist disciple below groaned slightly, and said: "The Shura Sect established by the Styx Ancestor is indeed extremely unfavorable to the flood wilderness, but the Heavenly Dao is ruthless, how can you blame it? I'm afraid that it is not the Heavenly Dao that blames the Styx Ancestor, but the Hongjun Dao Ancestor, right?"

"Hongjun is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is not Hongjun. Dao Ancestor, you dare to talk about it?"

The leading saint said with some displeasure.

The disciples below were not afraid, but smiled and said, "If this calculation is really the guidance of the Heavenly Dao, why should the Buddha be afraid of bearing the cause and effect? In this way, it seems that the Styx Ancestor crossed the Heavenly Dao and swore directly to the Great Dao, which is really a knowing move. Unlike the Buddha, as a saint, he dominates the Western religion, but he has to be controlled by others, and he is not at ease. "

"Amitabha, under the Heavenly Dao, all living beings are ants, who can be at ease? The Demon Clan, the Heavenly Court and the Wu Clan, have been beautiful for hundreds of millions of years, and they will eventually turn into ashes under the Heavenly Dao killing. Even if it is the religion established by the Sanqing and my Western Two Holy Places, it seems to be peaceful, and it will have to go through the tribulation in the future. "

The Buddha said slowly, and the sorrow on his face was even stronger.

The disciple below sighed: "The Heavenly Dao is the most public, the resources of the flood are limited, and you can only make up for the deficiency by the surplus and the surplus, the more you will be liquidated by the Heavenly Dao.

" The Styx Sect Master was afraid that he had also seen this clearly, so he took the risk of offending the Heavenly Dao, and also pressed the Shura Sect under the name of the Great Dao, and from then on he was out of the control of the Heavenly Dao.

Under the Heavenly Dao, even if there are saints who cultivate, it is difficult to achieve transcendence.

"

The Buddha said: "Amitabha, it is rare in the world to have two dharmas, and the way of heaven is also for all sentient beings. Do you know how chaotic the flood is when the way of heaven is incomplete?"

The disciple below muttered, "For the sake of the stability of the desolation, the Heavenly Dao has sealed all paths of transcendence. But is this kind of famine really the kind of famine that all beings want?"

"Jizo, you've trespassed!"

The Buddha suddenly reprimanded him severely.

The disciple named 'Jizo' immediately bowed his head and said, "The disciple is guilty, please also lead the Buddha to lower his responsibility." "

The Buddha's eyes drooped slightly, "That six-winged black mosquito has flown out of the Pure Land, you can follow me to the sea of blood for a while, or it may be useful to you." "

Jizo seemed to understand something, his face was full of grief, and he bowed to the ground and said, "Disciple bid farewell to the Buddha." "

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The Water Emperor watched intently at the scenes in the picture, keeping every dialogue in mind.

There is no doubt that this period existed in the very distant past, and both men were unimaginable and powerful figures in later generations.

The Buddha who was immersed in the endless Buddha light, known as the Heavenly Dao Sage, gave people a feeling of complete freedom and invincibility.

But that Jizo said that there was no detachment from the Buddha, no great freedom.

This obviously has a great deal of meaning.

Especially in the last paragraph, Jizo questioned the way of heaven, which caused the Buddha to become angry instantly, and made him have a great sense of awe for the way of heaven.

During the time when the Water Emperor was thinking, the picture had changed rapidly.

The Buddha took the disciple of the Buddha named Jizo all the way to the east, to a sea of blood.

In the next moment, the sea of blood erupted, and a middle-aged man in a blood-colored robe rushed out, who was the Styx Ancestor he had seen in the illusion before.

But seeing that this Styx Ancestor was stepping on a twelve-grade blood-colored lotus platform at his feet, exuding a raging firelight, holding a sword in each hand, his whole body was full of anger, even in the face of the Buddha, there was not much respect.

The Water Emperor's breath couldn't help but stagnate, and he had a premonition of what might happen next.

The Buddha obviously came to ask for trouble on purpose, and the Styx Ancestor was not a good kind at first glance.

I'm afraid there will be a big wave!