Infinite Throne

   Chapter 987 Treasure Tree

  The land of the extreme south.

   Yan Fuzhou.

   is located on the Guixu.

The existence of    Guixu is no secret to most high-level monks.

   After all, in the cognition of the monks in this world, the sky is round, the earth is square, the sky has nine heavens, and the world with a round sky and a place naturally has an end.

   And at this end, is "Return to the Market".

  In the extreme south, there is a hanging island. The island has been floating above the ruins since five thousand years ago.

   And on this island, there is a kind of green tree, called Jambu tree.

  Each Jambu tree is covered with lush branches and leaves, which will not dry up all year round and never fall for ten thousand years.

  This island is known as Nanyanfu Island.

  Many years ago, an expert from Buddhism discovered this place on the Guixu, and he felt that when the island was magnificent, it was convenient for him to comprehend the Buddhadharma.

   His dharma name is: Shakyamuni.

  When he comprehended the Buddhadharma, from all over the world, he could see colorful clouds in the southern sky all year round, which seemed to be auspicious signs, so many Buddhist monks came to follow the scene. Over time, more and more Buddhist monks gathered in Nanyanfu Island.

  Since Shakyamuni came to this island, he has been sitting in death meditation for ten, fifty, or a hundred years.

   Finally, he sat for five hundred years.

  Everyone thought that Shakyamuni was dead, but one day, Shakyamuni, who was covered with dust, was lit up with golden flames. In the golden flames that filled the sky, Shakyamuni smiled slightly and opened his eyes. In the blink of an eye, the island overgrown with Jambu trees is full of white flowers.

   In front of countless Buddhist monks, Sakyamuni sat in a golden flame.

   It has been ten years.

   A sapling grew where Shakyamuni sat.

  The saplings are growing day by day, and after a thousand years, they have grown into towering trees.

  This tree has seven branches, each branch has a different color, or resembles gold, or resembles silver, or resembles agate, or resembles jasper.

   The Buddhist monks who stayed at the scene all knelt down and worshipped, crying that this is "Buddha returns to the West". This island has officially become a Buddhist holy place and a treasure that Buddhist monks all over the world yearn for.

   Here, later generations called "Yam Fuzhou".

  This tree is the Zhenzhou Treasure Tree of Jambuzhou - Qibao Glazed Glass.

  …

   Time goes back to today.

   Today, thousands of years later.

   Jamfuzhou, isolated from the world for more than a thousand years, has reopened.

  The monks from all over the hidden mysterious gates came here with their own instruments.

   When they came, they saw a scorching sun shining in the air.

   Just when they entered without knowing the door, in the scorching sun, the bright golden light took the initiative to pave a "light path", and they stepped on the light path, swinging a circle of golden textures and landing on the island.

   on the island,

  Three thousand lotus pedestals revolve without roots in the sky, exuding charming precious light.

  The illusion of blossoming lotus flowers, in this magnificent and magical secret realm, is born and destroyed at a glance, and withered in an instant.

  When everyone was amazed at the abundance of "special effects" in Jammu, under the guidance of several young monks, they each chose a lotus platform and waited quietly.

   In the past 100 years, many things have happened.

Compared with a hundred years ago, the layout of    Xuanmen has undergone dramatic changes.

   A hundred years ago, there were nine gates in the Xuanmen Circle, three at the top, three at the bottom.

First, the Bodhisattva Building was resolutely disbanded after it failed in the rebellion of the Dagan Dynasty a hundred years ago. Many of the assassins were scattered in the Xuanmen circle. In the city, being an expert in the market, some people don't know their life or death.

   Later, the Black Shark Gang was taken over by Qianguo. With the general trend of depletion of spiritual qi, the method of receiving qi was lost, gradually became mediocre, and then died. However, Wanxianglou was severely beaten and closed one after another, and then the Qingluan Tree was disbanded on the spot under the instigation of the door owner Feng Qingluan.

A few decades ago, there was a demon king Xiaohu from Ping An Temple, who slaughtered Zhujian Villa overnight. This incident directly caused the two mysterious gates of Buddhism and Taoism in Ping An Temple and Zhujian Villa, respectively, for various reasons. Removed from the Xuanmen circle.

   The nine gates of the Profound Vessel a hundred years ago were destroyed, scattered, scattered, and separated. Up to now, the profound gate world is no longer divided into upper, middle and lower classes, only four gates remain.

   These four gates are: Tianjianmen, Mara Temple, Jambuzhou, and Burning Heaven Valley.

  The four great Xuanzongs check and balance each other. In the general trend of depletion of spiritual energy, they hide in their respective caves and blessed places, seeking longevity in the cracks.

The change of dynasties in Dongsheng Shenzhou a hundred years ago can be said to be a key factor affecting the structure of Xuanmen, but in that vortex, only Yanfuzhou, far above the Guixu, was alone and was not affected by that vortex. spread.

  …

   Yan Fuzhou.

  Three thousand lotus pedestals, each lotus pedestal is a top-grade magic weapon.

   In the eyes of ordinary loose cultivators, even if they risk their lives, it is difficult to find a top-grade magic weapon, but now it is used by Jamuzhou to "step on the feet". Such a style makes people feel that Jamuzhou has a profound heritage.

Along with a young and handsome monk with sword eyebrows and star eyes, sitting in the void, with the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass Tree as the background, smiling from time to time to open the cave barriers and welcome visitors from other places, delicate golden lotuses bloom around the young monk , flourished, and eventually disappeared.

  Someone is secretly guessing the identity of this young monk.

   "Poor monk, Little Supreme Buddha, welcome everyone from Tianjianmen to Jambuzhou."

   Just as the loose cultivators on the lotus platform were guessing, Tianjianmen, once the leader of the Taoist sect, finally came.

   And the young monk who called himself "Little Supreme Buddha" opened the reception channel with a smile, and a group of mighty people came with swords.

   I saw only one person in the lead, with green shirts and green hair, white hair better than snow, her face as cold as frost, like a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks, the moment she appeared, it was as if the first snow fell in this magnificent Buddhist holy land, making everything quiet and silent. All the loose cultivators on the lotus platform did not dare to keep silent, for fear of destroying the woman's dusty temperament.

  After the atmosphere solidified for a moment, the white-haired woman frowned slightly, then she stretched her brows and said softly: "Xia Ruxue of Tianjianmen, and the elders in the sect will attend the meeting on behalf of the master, the eminent monk does not need to be more polite."

   Following behind Xia Ruxue, there was a sloppy Taoist man with a wine gourd and a tattered umbrella on his back.

   Even in Buddhist holy places, Jian Nanchun, a sloppy Taoist, did not shy away, drinking fine wine with his head up, and exclaiming that he was happy.

   "Xiaojian, be careful."

   The two black and white sheep around him couldn't stand it any longer, and they reprimanded in unison in a low voice.

   Over the past 100 years, Jian Nanchun's temperament has changed drastically, as if he had changed a person. Although they also knew that Jian Nanchun became like this, it was because of many setbacks, and it was fine on weekdays. In other people's territory, they always had to be concerned about his image.

   "Hehe, why not." With a smile in his eyes, Jian Nanchun raised the wine gourd towards the aloof little Supreme Buddha: "Do you mind?"

  Little Supreme Buddha smiled in response: "Fellow Daoist is not a Buddhist disciple, so there is no need to abide by the Buddhist rules."

   "Look, people are so atmospheric."

   Jian Nanchun glanced at Black and White Eryang and said confidently.

   The black and white two sheep stopped in an instant.

   Xia Ruxue accompanied Xia Ruxue to the meeting, as well as the elders of Tianjianmen.

   Except for Bi Tiexin, who was seriously ill, everyone else came.

   Jian Nanchun, as a disciple of the Precept Mountain, and "possible" to be the next Precept Mountain elder, who will take the place of Bi Tiexin.

   In order to participate in this Xuanmen event, almost all the elders of Tianjianmen came out, which can be said to give Yan Fuzhou enough face.

   Ren Qingshan frowned at Jian Nanchun who was crazy and decadent, but didn't say anything.

  Tianjianmen and his party chose a lotus platform to settle down and wait for the guests.

Xia Ruxue raised her head indifferently and looked at the splendid figure in the sky. Even though the golden light floating on his body was so upright and bright, Xia Ruxue felt a little uncomfortable, but she didn't know how to describe the specific discomfort. That weird sense of incongruity.

Brother and sister Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue stood on the same lotus platform. He noticed that Xia Ruxue's eyes fell on the little Supreme Buddha, and after taking a sip of wine, he took the initiative to introduce Xia Ruxue: "About Three hundred years ago, in a small remote country in Xiniu Hezhou, there was a small Leiyin Temple ruins, and there was a village nearby."

"One day, a 21-petaled green lotus bloomed in the sky. The local villagers followed the vision and went to the ruins of Xiaoleiyin Temple to investigate and found a baby crying in front of the empty lotus pedestal of the Buddha statue. ."

   "The most bizarre thing is that when the villager who found the baby picked up the baby, the baby stopped crying immediately, smiled and folded his hands, and the sky looked like a blue lotus falling, leaving a lotus mark on his eyebrows."

   "There is no reincarnation in the world, but when the Buddhist practitioners in Jamfuzhou learned about this, they immediately went to Xiniuhezhou to take the baby back. They were regarded as the 'reincarnation of the Buddha', the 'Buddha's son', and granted the profound Dharma."

   "After three hundred years, this person's Buddhist cultivation is unfathomable. Haha," Jian Nanchun spread his hands helplessly: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world. In this world, there really are geniuses and geniuses."

  Xia Ruxue was silent for a moment, then nodded lightly: "Yes, yes."

   (end of this chapter)