Infinity Throne

The land of the extreme south.

Yan Fuzhou.

Located on Guixu.

The existence of Guixu is not a secret to most high-level monks.

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

And this end is "Return to the Ruins".

In the extreme south, there is a suspended island. The island has been floating on Guixu since five thousand years ago.

On this island, there is a kind of green tree growing everywhere, called the Jamfu tree.

Every Jamfu tree is covered with lush branches and leaves, which will never wither all year round or fall down for thousands of years.

This island is known as Nanyan Island.

Many years ago, a Buddhist master discovered this place on Guixu. When he was impressed by the magnificent scenery of the island, he could study Buddhism here.

His dharma name is: Sakyamuni.

When he was studying Buddhism, he could see colorful auspicious clouds floating in the southern sky all year round from all over the world, which seemed to be a sign of auspiciousness, so many Buddhist monks came to follow the scene. Over time, more and more Buddhist monks gathered on South Jambu Island.

Since Shakya came to this island, he has been sitting in death meditation for ten, fifty or hundreds of years.

Finally, he sat for five hundred years.

Everyone thought that Sakyamuni was dead, but one day, Sakyamuni, who was covered in dust, ignited with blazing golden flames. In the golden flames that filled the sky, Sakyamuni smiled slightly and opened his eyes. In the blink of an eye, the island covered with Jambu trees was filled with white flowers.

In front of countless Buddhist monks, Sakyamuni sat in the golden flames and transformed.

Ten years have passed.

Where Sakyamuni sat down, a sapling grew.

The saplings grew day by day, and after another thousand years, they grew into towering trees.

This tree has seven branches, and each branch has a different color, like gold, silver, agate, or jasper. The magnificent rays of light reach into the sky and condense without scattering.

The Buddhist monks who stayed at the scene knelt down and worshiped, crying that this was "Buddha's Return to the West." This island officially became a Buddhist holy land and a treasured place that Buddhist monks all over the world yearned for.

Here, later generations called it "Yan Fuzhou".

This tree is the Qibao Glazed Tree of Yanfu Continent.

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Back to today.

Today, thousands of years later.

Yanfuzhou, which had been isolated from the world for more than a thousand years, was reopened.

Monks from various secret mystical sects came here with their own magic weapons.

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

Just when they entered without knowing the door, in the scorching sun, the bright golden light took the initiative to pave a "light path". They stepped on the light path, swinging out circles of golden texture and falling on the island.

on the island,

Three thousand lotus terraces rotate without roots in the sky, emitting charming precious light.

The illusion of blossoming lotus flowers, in this magnificent and magical secret realm, arises and dies in one glance, and flourishes in an instant.

When everyone was amazed at the sufficient "special effects" of Yan Fuzhou, under the guidance of several young monks, they each selected a lotus flower and waited quietly.

During these hundred years, many things happened.

Compared with a hundred years ago, the Xuanmen structure has undergone drastic changes.

A hundred years ago, there were nine gates in the Xuanmen circle, three each in the upper, middle and lower gates.

First, the Bodhisattva Tower was resolutely disbanded after its failure in the rebellion of the Daqian Dynasty a hundred years ago. Many of the assassins were scattered in the Xuanmen circle. Some worked non-stop, joined the Maruo Palace and became villains, and some went into hiding. In the market, when you are a market expert, you may not know whether you are alive or dead.

Later, the Black Shark Gang was taken over by the Qian Kingdom. With the depletion of spiritual energy, the method of absorbing qi was lost and gradually became mediocre and then disappeared. However, Wanxiang Tower was severely attacked and closed down one after another. Subsequently, Qingluan Tree was disbanded on the spot under the instruction of the owner Feng Qingluan. Thousands of beauties became good wives and happy mothers, and their former glory was no longer there.

Decades ago, a demon king named Xiaohu emerged from Ping'an Temple and massacred Zhujian Villa in one night. This incident directly caused the two major sects of Buddhism and Taoism, Ping'an Temple and Zhujian Villa, to end their lives for various reasons. Removed from Taoist circles.

The nine Xuanmai gates of a hundred years ago were destroyed, dispersed, and separated. Today, the Xuanmen world is no longer divided into upper, middle, and lower classes, with only four gates left.

These four gates are: Tianjian Gate, Moluo Palace, Yan Fuzhou, and Burning Heaven Valley.

The four Xuanzongs check and balance each other. In the general trend of spiritual energy exhaustion, they hide in their respective caves and paradises, seeking immortality in the cracks.

The dynasty change in Dongsheng Shenzhou a hundred years ago can be said to be a key factor that affected the pattern of Xuanmen. However, in that whirlpool, only Yan Fuzhou, which was far above Guixu, was immune and was not affected by that whirlpool. spread.

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In Yanfuzhou.

There are three thousand lotus terraces, each of which is a top-grade magic weapon.

In the eyes of ordinary casual cultivators, it is difficult to find a high-grade magic weapon even if they risk their lives, but now it is used by Yan Fuzhou to "step up". Such a style makes people feel that Yan Fuzhou has a profound background.

Following a young and handsome monk with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, he was sitting in the void, with the Qibao Glazed Tree as the background. He smiled from time to time and opened the cave barrier to welcome visitors from other directions. Exquisite golden lotuses blossomed around the young monk. , flourish, and eventually disappear.

Some people are secretly guessing about the identity of this young monk.

"The poor monk, the Little Supreme Buddha, respectfully welcomes everyone from the Tianjian Sect to Yan Fuzhou."

Just as the casual cultivators on the lotus platform were guessing, the Tianjian Sect, which was once the head of the Taoist sect, finally arrived.

The young monk who called himself "Little Supreme Buddha" opened the entrance passage with a smile, and a large group of people came with swords.

I saw only one person at the head, with green clothes and white hair as white as snow. Her face was as cold as ice, like a fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world. The moment she appeared, it was like a first snow had fallen in this magnificent Buddhist holy land, making everything quiet and silent. All the casual cultivators on the lotus platform did not dare to keep silent, for fear of destroying the woman's aura of transcendence.

After the atmosphere solidified for a moment, the white-haired woman frowned slightly, then relaxed her brows and said quietly: "Xia Ruxue of the Tianjian Sect, together with the elders in the sect, will attend the meeting on behalf of the master. There is no need for the eminent monk to be polite."

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

Even in the holy land of Buddhism, the sloppy Taoist Jian Nanchun did not shy away from drinking wine and exclaiming that he was happy.

"Xiao Jian, please pay attention."

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

In the past hundred years, Jian Nanchun's temperament has changed drastically, as if he was a different person. Although they also knew that Jian Nanchun became like this because he encountered various setbacks, they would just forget about it on weekdays. They always had to worry about his image when he was on other people's territory.

"Haha, why not." With a smile in his eyes, Jian Nanchun raised his wine gourd towards the little supreme Buddha: "You don't mind, do you?"

The Little Supreme Buddha responded with a smile: "Fellow Taoist is not a disciple of Buddhism and does not need to abide by the strict rules of Buddhism."

"Look, how grand this person is."

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

The black and white sheep stopped immediately.

Also accompanying Xia Ruxue to the meeting on this trip were the elders of Tianjian Sect.

Everyone came except Bi Tiexin, who was seriously ill.

As a high disciple of the Discipline Mountain, Jian Nanchun is "possibly" the next elder of the Discipline Mountain, taking Bi Tiexin's place.

In order to participate in this Xuanmen grand meeting, almost all the elders of Tianjian Sect came out, which can be said to have given Yan Fuzhou enough face.

Ren Qingshan looked at the crazy and decadent Jian Nanchun and frowned, but said nothing.

The Tianjianmen group each chose a lotus platform to settle down, waiting for the visitors.

Xia Ruxue raised her head indifferently and looked at the majestic figure of Baoguang 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 feeling of dissonance.

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

"One day, a green lotus with twenty-one petals bloomed in the sky. Following the vision, the local villagers went to explore the ruins of Xiaoleiyin Temple and found a baby crying loudly in front of the empty lotus platform of the Buddha statue. .”

"The most bizarre thing is that when the villager who found the baby picked up the baby, the baby immediately stopped crying, smiled and clasped his hands together, and a green lotus fell from the sky, leaving a lotus mark between his eyebrows."

"There is no reincarnation in the world, but when the Buddhist monks in Jamfuzhou learned about this, they immediately went to Xiniuhezhou to take the baby back. They regarded it as the 'reincarnation of the Buddha', named him the 'son of the Buddha', and granted him profound Buddhist teachings."

"After three hundred years of this, this man's cultivation of Buddhism has become unfathomable. Haha," Jian Nanchun spread his hands helplessly: "There are all kinds of wonders in this world. In this world, there really are talented people."

Xia Ruxue was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "Yes, yes."