I am immortal

The Buddha's light scattered and shattered, falling on the world like the morning sun. The expressions of many believers who had been chanting the Buddha's name feverishly solidified little by little. The divine light of great trust and expectation on their faces suddenly disappeared, and all around them The Bodhisattva sighed as he looked at this scene.

You guys——

It is the Buddha who I trust after all.

Or law?

Is it just that powerful and boundless statue that you worship?

So what you worship is the Buddha’s Dharma that makes people awaken, or is it just the simple power?

Even if there is no Dharma and is just pure evil, will it be revered by you like a Buddha?

Maitreya Bodhisattva, however, could not laugh. The other Bodhisattvas all sighed in unison, with complex and silent expressions.

Lu Chunyang patted Li Zhai on the shoulder, smiled and sighed: "How? I didn't lie?"

"The green bull has emerged, and the purple energy is flowing continuously. It is impossible to lose..."

Li Zhai nodded. He raised his head and looked at the highest point of the towering Star-Zhaing Tower in the distance. He calmed down and walked away with his sword in hand. Before that, the fate of the world collided with each other. The atmosphere was stagnant, like a huge spiraling vortex, swallowing everything in the world into it.

But now, this circling and stalemate is finally coming to an end. The situation has collapsed. The cavalry under his command have already surrounded the Star Reaching Tower. In fact, no matter the outcome of the discussion, he will not give up easily.

They will all make one final effort.

Human Emperor Li Hui looked at the collapse of the Buddhist dharma outside, and his expression slowly solidified. For a moment, he couldn't even feel the slightest fear. There was only one feeling deep in his heart, as if he was stepping on the clouds of nothingness. The unreal feeling that you have failed? How could I lose?

How can this be? !

The screams of the armor-clad cavalry guards as they quickly ascended the steps could be heard outside. Everything was like a dream.

After one month on the throne, it was already the end.

Could it be that--

Am I really wrong?

He turned sideways and looked at the scenery below the Star Reaching Tower. It was really too high here, so high that he could no longer see the people below clearly. But at this moment, he could hear the cheers coming along the wind. At this moment, people's hearts... It has almost turned into something that can be seen and observed with the naked eye.

He murmured: "Am I really wrong..."

boom! ! !

The door of the Star-Zhaing Tower, which was completed by skilled craftsmen, was directly knocked open, and the armored and hard-edged cavalry rushed in. The cold light shone in people's eyes. The maids screamed in surprise, and the Emperor Li Hui looked at it. Thinking of all this, he held up the sword, finally sighed and loosened his fingers.

The newly forged sword with a rich sense of humanity fell to the ground, and Li Hui sighed:

"You win."

"Just arrest me, don't hurt innocent people."

……………………

Great changes have taken place in the world, and at the center of all the changes, the Taoist robe is hanging down, holding the eight-view palace lantern, and walking forward step by step. The old monk is in the dark, his face is pale, he is sitting here with his hands clasped, and he is coughing blood from the corner of his mouth. Mo, with a compassionate and helpless look on his face, looked at the Taoist who was walking towards him step by step.

"Master Taishang Xuanwei..."

"It's really, ahem, awesome."

He looked at the young Taoist, sighed sincerely, and said gently: "At such a young age, to be able to reach this point, even if it comes with the general trend, is beyond the expectations of the poor monk. However, Taoist Master should You know, this poor monk was defeated by the world, not by Your Excellency."

"My Buddha, the Bodhi Tree, was also born from the beginning of the world. It is also extremely ancient, extremely powerful, and extremely mysterious."

"My seventeenth line of Buddhism is also the blue thread of my predecessors. Step by step, I finally caught a glimpse of some wonderful dharma and finally achieved it. Why can't we prosper? Why can't we have believers? Why can't we belong to the human world? Why? , People in this world can’t worship my Buddha?”

"Master Dao, can you explain it to me?"

"Or do you want to kill the poor monk?"

The old monk's expression was extremely peaceful, and he said gently: "Do you know that the Buddhist forces in this capital are far more than what you have seen with your own eyes? There are also countless undercurrents lurking underneath. You won today, but It doesn’t mean you can win tomorrow, and just because you win tomorrow, it doesn’t mean you will win every time in the future.”

"Among the many Bodhisattvas and Buddhas of the 17 lines of Buddhism, there may not be shadows of certain beings in this heaven."

"This poor monk is just one of three incarnations here. If you kill me, it will be of no use to the great cause."

"Why don't you make a deal with me?"

The old monk had a gentle expression and compassionate eyes. He clasped his hands and said:

"You and I both seek transcendence in our practice, but among those who are transcendent, except for the Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty, who else can achieve it? I can open up the Dharma of the Buddhas and let the Taoist master practice it. With his talents, for thousands of years Inside, you can sit on the lotus platform."

"Joining the Buddha's path, we are Buddhas in the Buddha's teachings and enjoy boundless purity; we are gods in the path, and we have the highest freedom. By cultivating both the Buddha's and Dao's practices, we can achieve transcendence. How about that?"

"Killing me will do you no good, but it will do great harm."

His mouth is calm and his words are sincere.

The Supreme Being does nothing and knows that the flow of all things is part of the Tao. He will not be angry or happy because of it. He is calm. His true disciples should naturally have such a magnanimity. If he speaks like this, he may survive and stay. Get a useful body and tell all the information to the Buddhas.

The Taoist walked over, holding an eight-view palace lantern in one hand.

Take your time.

He raised his left hand, with long white fingers, and gently touched the monk's head.

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The old monk turned his head on his neck several times, and finally clasped his hands together and faced the world.

The head looked at the world behind him, with a look of compassion in his eyes.

In an instant, the breath was cut off.

Just before his death, he absolutely refused to believe how could the disciples of the Supreme Being suddenly unleash such thunderous murderous intent? How could the disciples of the Supreme Being be like the disciples of the Supreme Purity, killing to break the disaster?

The Taoist stood here, with his hands in front of him, the sleeves of his wide robe hanging down, and his hair tied with wooden hairpins. He held the Eight Scenery Palace Lantern in his hand, the purple flame burning in the lamp. Listening to the cheers coming from behind, he looked up and saw countless The flow and change of luck, the cause and effect, countless people's death disasters have disappeared, and the fate of humanity in the world has gradually risen since its fall.

It is foreseeable that in the future, there will no longer be temples that occupy land and money, there will be no monks who are not engaged in production, and there will be no people who want to use the luck of the world as material, so the world can gradually grow under the flow of luck. When you are prosperous, you will have someone to support you when you are old, and you will be able to educate your children. People will live longer and their lives will become better.

The monk was facing the human world, with his face turned away from the people, his eyes lifeless, while the Taoist stood beside him, listening to the prosperous sounds of the human world, lowering his eyes calmly, and said in a calm tone:

"Immortal noble life."

"The man without measure."

The corners of Lao Qingniu's eyes twitched.

This, which school of immortality is this? !

what happened? !

Why does the second master look like he was raised by Fuxi? But at this time, the young Taoist seemed to be aware of it. His expression moved slightly, and he lowered his eyes to look at the monk's body. He saw that the body of Mani Shengguang Buddha, Namo Emperor's Treasure Banner, gradually dissipated and turned into clear Buddha light. Taking the posture of Nirvana, it turns into immeasurable Buddha light rising up.

The Buddha's light gathered together and took the form of the monk, with his hands clasped together, his expression pure, and his face kind.

Soon the Buddha's light will soar into the sky and return to the Western Heaven.

The Taoist's sleeve robe swept away, and the sleeve robe suddenly became larger. He mentally sketched the inner world and the world, and used the inner view to leverage the outside world. In an instant, the sleeve robe seemed to be infinitely huge, as if a world had been opened up, and it turned out to be directly The Buddha's light was covered, and the next moment, the immeasurable Buddha's light was directly introduced into Qi Wuzhuo's inner world!

The old monk screamed and disappeared. His white and slender palms slowly stretched out toward the front.

The Buddha's light dispersed, and the relic fell into Qi Wuhuo's palm. Immediately, all the Buddha's light suddenly dispersed. It was as warm as jade and seemed to be a treasure. It had a strong Buddhist charm. The young Taoist held the Buddha's hand with his fingers. Relic's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Suddenly, streaks of light appeared in the sky and flew towards this side.

Old Qingniu swayed and transformed into a human form. He caught all the streams of light on behalf of the young Taoist. He glanced at them and immediately showed more respect than before. He slightly arched his hands and said, "Second Master, this is The four Buddhist bodhisattvas, Avalokitesvara, Maitreya, Manjusri and Samantabhadra, send their prayers."

"There are also Lu Chunyang's posts."

"We all want to meet you, Second Master. It seems we want to talk about the follow-up to the dispute between Buddhism and Buddhism."

The young Taoist withdrew his attention from the Buddha beads and relics, nodded slightly, and said: "Okay, I'll reply to them. Just in time, I also have many things to ask them..." The biggest question of the calamity of the Buddha's path was The young Taoist came with full force and chopped it off with one finger. This meant that the biggest trouble was gone, but it was still extremely difficult to resolve the many subsequent aftermaths.

Qi Wuhuo replied to the greetings one by one, and then looked at the Star-Zhaing Tower under the sky.

The fate of humanity gathers there.

There is a fierce confrontation, and I think that by this time tomorrow, everything should be settled.

The young Taoist suddenly had a vague feeling. On the [Mountain and River Map] that had converged in his spiritual platform, there were suddenly layers of ripples, as if something was about to change. This was a treasure that was closely related to Empress Wa. Qi Wuhuo planned to go back and study it immediately.

Lao Qingniu showed his true form again. The young Taoist took away the eight-view palace lantern and sat on Lao Qingniu's back at Lao Qingniu's strong request.

Old Qingniu said slowly: "Where are you going, Master Second?"

Qi Wuhuo said gently: "Senior, there is no need to call me that."

"Just call me Wu Huo."

Old Qingniu laughed loudly and said: "Okay, then Wuhu, where to go next? Do you have any familiar places in the capital? Let's go together?" Qi Wuzhuo thought for a while and said: " Although there is no familiar place, there is indeed a place to stay.”

Old Qingniu laughed loudly and asked the young Taoist to show the way.

At this time, Qi Wuhuo paused slightly, raised his eyes and looked up at the sky.

After a moment, he looked away, sitting on the back of the green bull, holding a map of mountains and rivers in his hand, his black hair slightly raised, the green bull stepped forward, disappearing step by step, while above the sky, the gods and immortals were silent. After a long, long time, The clairvoyant's throat moved, and he murmured as if he was dreaming: "He, he killed him..."

"Kill...Namo Emperor's Treasure Banner Mani Shengguang Buddha?"

"That's the imperial realm of a dignified Buddhist kingdom."

This news was so huge and heavy that all the gods and gods here fell silent. No one spoke for a long time. After a while, someone didn't know who spoke and murmured: "Being able to defeat a Buddha head-on. Have they all fulfilled the rules of the Arctic Saints under the command of Zhongtian Arctic?”

He who kills a great monster, deity, or Buddha in the realm of true king will be called a [holy]!

"So, we should call him..."

There was dead silence.

The weight of this news made the Giant Spirit God and other warriors and the Martial Gods remain silent for a moment, and then sighed with emotion at the title of Emperor Zhenwu Ling Ying, the Giant Spirit God sighed: "It is indeed good to break calamities into martial arts, seek Tao and cultivate truth, but this True Martial Spirit The title of Ying the Great Emperor is still a bit formal."

"Yeah yeah."

"Hey, clairvoyance and ears, don't you two think so?"

A general asked.

Clairvoyance and Shunfeng Er, who knew some special information, remained silent. They just murmured a strange, unknown title in their hearts. This title was too overbearing, making their bodies tremble slightly with awe and shock. Clairvoyance was deep. Taking a deep breath, looking at the pure world at the foot of the mountain, he silently murmured word by word in his heart:

"First kill Donghua, then destroy the Demon Emperor, kill the Buddha, break through the calamity, and those who come all the way——"

"Zhongtian North Pole Zhenwu Dangmo Great Emperor!"

On this day, Taishang Xuanwei, the real person, was born, taking over the general trend of the world and slaying the Nanwu Emperor's Treasure Banner, Mani Shengguang Buddha.

The body of Mani Shengguang Buddha in the third life of Emperor Namo's treasure banner disappeared.

On this day, the Human Emperor Li Hui was removed from the throne by the Qing Emperor just one month after he came to power.

The mighty king Li Zhai angrily questioned him and was eventually placed under house arrest, known as Wen Shang Gong in the world.

And the immortals and gods frantically spread the news of Zhenwu's appearance to all directions, as well as to the table of Emperor Ziwei in the North Pole of Zhongtian. Huge news spread one after another in the sky, the world, and all over the six realms, shaking all directions. The fate of countless people in the world seemed to have changed at this moment. Some people were sad that their previous opportunities had disappeared and they could not avoid disaster in the temple.

Some people are delighted.

I am glad that the world can have a clear day! .

What a great opportunity it will be to rejoice in the great changes in the world!

Dapeng rises with the wind, today is the day!

But there are also aristocratic families who are thinking, who will be the final Human Emperor?

Is he the most famous general in the world, King Mighty, who forced his father to depose his brother? And if it were him, how to surrender and how to strive for the greatest benefit for the family? All living beings in the world are bustling, coming and going for benefit, the changes are complicated, they never stop for a day, and they refuse to rest for a moment. On this day, Everyone is thinking about the future.

This is the time when the highest point of the Buddhist calamity has been broken, and the aftermath is hidden and has not yet subsided.

It's a time when the empire stops and doesn't know where it will go.

People are panicked, people are happy, people have trouble sleeping all night long, thinking and discussing.

Discussing the future, family and country, Buddhism and Taoism, and the young Taoist priest who appeared like an immortal, from the streets to teahouses and restaurants, all day long, it was like adding a trace of charm to this world of mortals.

And on this day, no one knows.

No one cares either.

In the most remote place in the capital, in the most indifferent yamen's keeping room, there is a young man riding a green bull and holding a lamp to keep the history.

After a day of meetings, I rushed back immediately to code, two chapters of nine thousand words, hands clasped together.

Recommend the book to friends attending the meeting.

"I am your natural enemy", don't worry about the fried dough sticks.

Introduction: When Wen Yan chose the career "natural enemy" that he thought was the safest, he felt that his ending would definitely not be the same as those careers where the average number of people died.

Until he saw the soul-eating beast that was more than ten kilometers long and whose entry was "invincible", he realized that things seemed to be slightly different from what he thought.

"Use your strongest momentum and shout 'I am your father' to the soul-eating beast to activate your first fixed professional ability."