"Eighteen Galans are here."

"The twenty heavens are here." After the singing of the title, the northern northern polar Xuanling Dou Muyuanjun hurried to meet the nineteen brothers who had not seen many years.

"The six days of the desire realm have arrived."

"The Brahma is here."

"The Bodhisattva Lingji has arrived."

"The Zixu Arhat has arrived."

"The Venerable Wuyou is here."

Sunlight Bodhisattva opened his head, and the great figures in the Buddha Land finally came to express their attitude. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who originally belonged to the Pure Land had a special identity. Although they gave Guanyin Bodhisattva and the Buddha in the bottle, they were not convenient to leave behind the listening of the sutras, so they just left a symbolic mark and left.

But like the six days of the desire realm, the great Brahma and other great figures sat down, and lined up in a long line behind them, looking dense and imposing. These figures had always lived on the hillside of Mount Sumeru and on the six golden mountains outside. After the Buddha disappeared, Manjushri and Samantabhadra was assassinated in the lower realm by the great momentum, so Amitabha Buddha summoned these people to the Pure Land.

Today, Guanyin held a Dharma Assembly. These people seemed to suddenly discover the possibility of returning to Mount Sumeru, and were naturally excited. They were unwilling to argue with Amitabha Buddha. They were all lazy people who practice great virtues and only enjoy wealth and wealth. They would disdain to do such things as fighting, and would not dare to do them. Now that Guanyin Bodhisattva is willing to stand up, they are naturally optimistic.

At the foot of Putuo Mountain, there were many Buddha shadows and the sky was flowing. These old people from Mount Sumeru, looking at the bottle on the lotus platform, couldn't help but think of the happy days in front of the Buddha's seat, and were filled with tears.

God, earth, Maitreya Buddha, we are going home.

Yi Tianxing, who was dreaming about spring and autumn in the quiet bottle of nectar, seemed to have not touched it, but seemed to have not woken up, but there was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his lips.

"A group of extremely noble bastards."

The Bodhisattva taught the Sutra of Maitreya's Rebirth, and the breeze blew in front of Putuo Mountain, and this grand ceremony ended in a hurry.

The ones that should be expressed have been stated. The things that should be pointed out have been pointed out. The ones that like to watch the fun have already been watched, and the ones who like to spread the gossip have already had a lot of first-hand materials. The gods and the heavens and the Bodhisattvas have their own gains. They left the Pure Jade House of Putuo Mountain with joy and looked at how Guanyin Bodhisattva would carry out the second step of this "Buddha" movement in a few days.

The nobles of the Six Desire Heaven were a little reluctant to leave the Qingjing of Putuo Mountain, and did not want to go back to the Pure Land to see the unkind and friendly face of the Bodhisattva Mahasthamaprapta. So they salivated their faces and stuck their butts on the cushion, and waited for the immortals to leave.

Muzha walked up and said coldly: "You are polite."

The nobles will rely on Guanyin Bodhisattva for their future days, so how dare they be negligent. They smiled and said, "Since the Bodhisattva is preparing to restore Mount Sumeru, then we will stay here, wash our bodies with wind and clear our faces with water. We will not go back first."

Muzha closed his mouth tightly, and was silent for a while before saying, "Bodhisattva, please come back."

Looking at the Six Desire Heaven who left Putuo Mountain in a panic, Nezha frowned and shook his head, "When these people left Mount Sumeru and went to the Pure Land, they didn't even think about it. They were really shameless to stay again today."

Muzha sighed beside him, "It's like this, so is God. There's nothing we can do about it."

Nezha suddenly asked, "This Dharma Assembly is over. Brother, you must be careful when you stay in Putuo Mountain."

This advice does not seem too careful. If it were normal, Putuo Mountain was the temple of Guanyin Bodhisattva, who would dare to come and make a mistake? But this time, Guanyin Bodhisattva made such a big move. If there was no movement in the Western Pure Land, no one would believe it.

After all, five hundred years ago, the Western Pure Land used thunder to eliminate all the powerful people in the glorious Sumeru Mountain.

Muzha smiled, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, the Bodhisattva is a good person."

Nezha thought about it and laughed, thinking that since Guanyin Bodhisattva has shown his cards, he would not have any preparation. He suddenly thought of Emperor Zhenwu who had arrived at the Dharma Assembly before, and frowned and asked, "Brother, take advantage of my father to send those old guys, you have to give me a clear idea. Does Zhenwu's uprising this time have anything to do with the Bodhisattva?"

"Absolutely not." Muzha cut his way: "How could the Bodhisattva be merciful and stolen? Brother, I am very displeased when you guess the Bodhisattva's intentions in this way."

Nezha did not dare to believe it all, thinking that his wooden brother was afraid that he would not know much about the inside story, but he did not argue. He smiled faintly and accompanied him, saying, "Today, there are so many people, so I won't go up the mountain to worship the Bodhisattva. My brother helped me pay tribute to the Bodhisattva, and said that Chentang's soldiers are available."

Muzha's eyes were filled with hesitation and said, "Can you still not believe in the Bodhisattva?"

Nezha shook his head and said, "Of course not, but if the Jade Emperor was promoted by Amitabha Buddha, this, hahaha." He found that these things were really difficult and boring to say, so he simply didn't bother to explain and laughed and covered them up, "Just tell the Bodhisattva."

While the two brothers were talking, Li Jing had already sent away the great immortals, returned in the clouds, and said solemnly: "Let's go back."

Muzha bowed two heads on the ground and sent them away on the clouds.

Nezha stood above the colorful clouds of the sky. The hot wheels under his feet were igniting spontaneously and buzzing. He was shocked. He remembered the scene he had just seen, turned to his father and asked, "Why did the Three Qi Fire De Star Lord drag until the end of today? "

Li Jing did not look back or answer.

Nezha suddenly took a breath and said, "No wonder the servant beside him feels a bit strange. Could it be that ferocious bird?" With a thud, the hot wheel under his feet stopped rotating. He held the spear and prepared to return to Putuo Mountain.

Li Jing said coldly: "That is Yi Tianxing's son in this life. What do you care about him?"

"The Lord Ling Guang was too violent. A few days ago, millions of heavenly soldiers were burned to death. If he had disagree with his brother..." Nezha looked worried. But he thought to himself that his father had already seen who the servant was, and it was thanks to his deep cunning, and he had been hiding until now.

Li Jing held the pagoda with his left hand and said lightly: "Their father and son have a deep affection, so the Lord Ling Guang will naturally not be too reckless."

"That may not be necessary. Father and son have a deep affection, and it is hard to guarantee that the sword will not face each other." Nezha just thought in his heart. Naturally, he would not say it out loud. He looked at his father's long beard floating in the wind in front of him, and naturally remembered the story of the family's miserable family, many years ago, but after all, it was a long time. He just smiled faintly and recalled all the memories in his mind.

Putuo Mountain repeats quietness, and in front of the Qingjing Yufang, only the Fire De Xingjun was still closing his eyes and shaking his head. He was immersed in the Buddhist scriptures and could not extricate himself. The servant was guarding behind him, and his face couldn't help but show impatience.

Muzha walked past the two of them and couldn't help but smile on his cheeks. His heart was also abnormal. The Fire De Star Lord, who was very bad in daily life, was actually the one among the immortals who could understand the essence of Bodhisattvas. From this point of view, it seems that this Star Lord's future cultivation level is expected, but he suffered the child next to him. The master thought about enlightenment, but the child was about to be hungry. No wonder he looked a little impatient.

Seeing this, Muzha couldn't help but think of his appearance when he followed Guanyin Bodhisattva to visit friends everywhere, and smiled sweetly. He went to the Qinglian Platform, calmed down his smile, calmed his mind, and respectfully used the Bodhisattva's decree to welcome the quiet bottle into the wooden table. He walked step by step along the stone steps to the depth of the deep white clouds of Putuo Mountain.

There was a hidden bird song, and the black-haired monk poured a bowl of clear water on the table in front of the Huode Star Lord and went up the mountain. In front of the Qingjing Yufang, there were only two masters of the Huode Star Lord and one and two children. It seemed extremely quiet, and the big trees in front of the archery were as motionless as a mountain. The light in the sky gradually faded, and the shadows of the tree and the stone slabs gradually merged into one, and there were a few lonely and clear meanings in the silence.

After confirming that no one was around, Huode Xingjun breathed a long sigh of relief, quickly stood up, and used his broad sleeves as a fan to slap the young Taoist boy around him in the wind, and kept accusing him of guilt: "Thank you, God, have been standing for so long, I'm tired, God, drink a sip of water first."

Yi Zhu was too lazy to answer him, and his thick eyebrows trembled slightly, and flames suddenly appeared in his eyes. He only turned his eyes to the depths of the white clouds, and suddenly asked, "Xiao Huozi, what consequences would you think if my father refused to be Maitreya Buddha?"

"Ah?" Huode Xingjun suspected that he had not heard clearly. After confirming that what the Lord God said was true, Na Na smiled bitterly: "Don't be willing to be? God, although the lower official is dull, he also knows that the Buddha Sect has always paid attention to cause and effect. These Buddha positions are not about whether they want to be or not, but about whether they are themselves or not. Since Guanyin Bodhisattva said that the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord of the Lord

Yi Zhu suddenly sneered, "Guanyin said yes, that's it? She wanted to say you were a bug, could you be a bug?"

"Precisely because Guanyin Bodhisattva doesn't say that I am a bug, everyone believes her words." Huode Xingjun smiled and returned his mouth with a rare word. He understood his meaning very clearly. Guanyin Bodhisattva rarely speaks, but he has not yet missed the things he said.

"As Maitreya Buddha... will he stay in heaven?"

"It should be."

"Can Maitreya Buddha marry a wife?"

"It seems that I can't." Huode Xingjun replied with a bitter face.

"What are the benefits of being Maitreya Buddha?"

"Maitreya Buddha is the future Buddha... To put it bluntly, he is the successor of the Buddha. According to the rules, all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the Buddha land should listen to him."

"Well, this benefit seems to be quite good." Yi Zhu nodded, and every child is dressed in a deep manner.

"It's not just a small one." Huode Xingjun complained: "It's almost the same as Jade Emperor."

"Okay, I'm relieved now." Yi Zhu smiled, the color on his mouth was extremely red, just like the colorful flowers used by women in ancient times.

"Don't worry?"

"Yi Tianxing will not be a Maitreya Buddha. We don't have to go in and grab people. Just wait for him to come out here."

"Ah?" Huode Xingjun was stunned, "How did you judge that Mr. Lingzun would not be Maitreya Buddha?"

"Don't I understand Yi Tianxing?" Yi Zhu laughed and said, "That guy is lazy and lustful, and he is most afraid of trouble. As you mentioned earlier, you cannot play in the world of the world, and you also have to rule the Buddha's land and take care of so many Bodhisattvas and Arhats. Are you not afraid to scare him to death? The most important thing is that you can't marry a wife... Then he has already married, so do you still have to divorce Lei Lei's mother? Even if Yi Tianxing can do such a thing, he will not dare to do it."

"So..." Yi Zhu turned around and made a final judgment, "He will definitely not do this job without a future. He will definitely sneak away in a while! Just watch."

"I am a man with a wife, how can I be a monk?"

"I am a man with a son. My son is now at the foot of the mountain. Can you be compassionate and bear to watch Xiao Yizhu look for his father for thousands of miles, but end up being separated by a wooden door. From then on, Buddhas and people have different paths, thousands of miles apart, and are extremely miserable?"

"Besides, my master, you know that he hates the Buddha the most. If he lets him know that I have taken over the Buddha's squad and God will cause trouble for me in the future, and I will not dare to deceive my master and destroy my ancestors, what do you think?"

"Hey, please reply?"

Yi Tianxing, who was wet all over, lay on the neck of the clean bottle, shouting weakly. A drop of water was dripping from the wet hair on his forehead. He quickly stretched out his tongue and licked it into his mouth. His body was full of the precious nectar water, and no drop could be wasted.

At this time, the clean bottle was quietly placed on a wooden table. The wooden table was in a cave in the Pure Land of Light. At the end of the cave, a candle was lit. The candle looked at a simple dressing mirror, and an extremely graceful figure was looking at himself in the mirror.

"Sure, I admit that I'm afraid, right? Can I leave now, right?" Yi Tianxing lay at the mouth of the bottle, for some reason he refused to come out, and shouted loudly at the beautiful back.

The wonderful back turned around, his bright eyes were filled with power and anger, and he looked at him and said, "If you are afraid, I will take the jade girl back to the upper realm and persuade her for a long time. What's the harm? The Buddha also had a wife back then."

Yi Tianxing said with a bitter face: "But there is no fried noodles in the sky."
Chapter completed!