Yinyuan glanced sideways at Lu Qian and said in a low voice: "I don't care what happens to that guy... But, congratulations, congratulations!"

Yinyuan smiled playfully and cupped his hands towards Lu Qian, not hiding the envy and jealousy on his face at all!

Inexplicably, all three great monks from the Zhenji lineage were promoted to Buddha!

With three Buddhas as his backers, in the Buddhist sect of Liangyi Heaven, Lu Qian's waist suddenly became stiff! Except for the true disciples of the thirteen Buddhas, in such a huge Buddhist sect, who else can compare with him?

A stronger backer?

All around, many idle people who had fled in all directions returned one after another.

It seems that this battle cannot be fought.

Didn’t you see that Lin Taiyi took the initiative and started negotiating terms with the three great monks?

That's right, today's Liangyi Heaven, the general atmosphere between Buddhism and Taoism still values ​​peace. There is no fundamental conflict of interest between the two parties, and there is no need for a Buddha-level bloody battle to break out!

What are you doing to kill?

If there is any conflict, for example, if some ignorant younger generation causes trouble or gets into trouble, the elders of both parties can sit down and negotiate calmly. Isn’t it just a matter of giving something extra? Why make it bloody and beaten to pieces?

What about blood flow?

As a result, people from all over the place returned one after another, standing a little further away and gesticulating in this direction.

The dozen or so great Bodhisattvas who ran the fastest and escaped the farthest were also the ones who came back the fastest. Each of them stared at the three Buddhas with strange lights in their eyes. The Buddha's light was wrapped around their bodies and condensed all over their bodies.

The newly minted Buddhas, who are adorned with jewels and jewels, are all very excited and overwhelmed with emotion.

They were all thinking that although they were not true disciples of the Zhenyuan lineage, if they were willing to take the initiative to serve under their disciples, the three new Buddhas would not mind recruiting a group of outer disciples?

Seeing that the prison-suppressing lineage is bound to rise and become the most powerful leg of Buddhism besides the existing thirteen Buddha Lords, if we don't catch up now and grab the leg, then when will we wait?

At the same time, in Liangyi Heaven, in the eastern region, in the far east, near the boundless sea, where countless earth veins converge, there is a sacred mountain standing.

The mountain is not high, the main peak is only three thousand feet.

The mountain is not big, with a radius of only three hundred miles.

However, the Taoist rhyme in the mountains is so rich that it has almost condensed into substance. The spiritual inspiration is vast, and the ground is full of spiritual mist. Every flower, every grass, every sand and every stone here has been infiltrated by the endless Taoist rhyme, washed away by countless spiritual ideas, and is completely contrary to its true nature.

Tracing back to the origin, from the day after tomorrow to the day before, even the most inconspicuous stone would be a treasure that is hard to find in the outside world.

The name of the mountain is Baiyang.

In the mountains, there is a sage who calls himself "Master Baiyang". He once listened to the Taoist ancestors and was the spiritual leader of the "Qingyang Zhengsong", which has the most potential power in the Taoist sect.

Originally, this sage named himself 'White Sheep', and this mountain was also called 'White Sheep Mountain'. There is no doubt that this name and the name of the dojo are all after the Taoist ancestor's mount 'Qingyang'.

Heading towards the "Qingyang Mountain" where Taoist preached.

This sage has used the title "Bai Yang" for many, many years.

Later, I don’t know if it was from one year onwards, this sage made great progress in his Taoism and understood some mystery, so he changed ‘Aries’ to ‘Baiyang’, which has been used ever since.

There are not many human traces in the huge Baiyang Mountain.

There are five people under the Master Bai Yang's seat who are the true disciples of the Tao lineage. They are all powerful at the level of Tao masters. Each of them has established a sect and is dominant in one area. They are all the big shots in the Tao sect today. Master Bai Yang likes to have a pure nature. On weekdays, he likes to be pure.

Don't let those disciples and disciples come to bother you. Apart from himself, there are only some personal servants in Baiyang Mountain.

A clear stream flows out from Baiyang Mountain and merges into a large river.

Where Qingxi enters the river, the water surface is wide and there are dozens of white sails on the river surface. Fishermen from nearby villages are singing songs and casting nets to catch fish.

This clear stream comes from Baiyang Mountain. There is a special product 'white fish' in the clear stream. It is nourished by the spiritual power of the mountain. The fish meat is precious and can be compared to the top rare medicine. If you can catch one, you can sell it to those monks and great immortals.

It can be sold for a sky-high price.

No true immortal dares to cast spells to fish at the gate of Baiyang Mountain, but these mortal fishermen do not have this restriction.

One head was all white except for a pair of horns that looked like they were made of gold. The extremely gorgeous sheep was quietly prostrate on a large stone where the Qingxi River entered the river. It held a few medicinal herbs that shone with a faint fairy light in its mouth, sipping it in small sips.

Chewing.

Master Baiyang, who was born thin, short, and ordinary-looking, like a teacher in a village, sat cross-legged on a big rock, holding a volume of books in his left hand, resting comfortably on his knees, and holding a book he didn't know where he got in his right hand.

When I arrived, the sorghum stalks were quite juicy and juicy, and I ate them as happily as if I were chewing sugar cane.

Poofing out a mouthful of residue, Master Baiyang hit Aries on the head with the sorghum stalk in his hand: "Idiot, don't think that these elixirs and grasses are good things... Every plant and tree in this world,

A cup of tea and a meal contain the charm of the supreme Tao. Here, would you like a sip?"

Aries tilted his head and glanced at Master Baiyang with a look of disgust.

"Scare, you are so cowardly that you dare to glare at people." Master Baiyang shook his head and patted Aries' head heavily: "Look at the sky, there will be heavy rain in the evening. Well, make some dinner.

What’s good?”

"Make lipstick and grease the pot, cut two pots of fat mutton and eat it in the pot?"

"Do you think goat meat is better? Or sheep meat?"

"Goat meat, I'm afraid it's a bit smelly...but sheep meat, it lacks a bit of texture. Tsk, look at you, look at you, after eating so much good food, the medicine doesn't have enough time to digest it, these lumps are fat.

The pork belly is too loud!”

Patting Aries' big, round belly hard, Master Baiyang swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Aries swallowed the herb in his mouth in one gulp, and simply spit at Master Baiyang.

Master Baiyang laughed 'haha': "Well, look at how stingy you are, well, seriously, what are you going to have for dinner? Are you going to eat the stewed pig's feet from Granny Huang's house, or the tofu from Widow Pan's house?

flower?"

Aries looked sideways at Master Baiyang, raised his right front leg, and gently drew the word "Pan" on the hard stone with his hoof!

"Widow Pan!" Master Baiyang smiled and touched his palms, nodding repeatedly: "Well, it seems that what you and I are seeing is what heroes see..."

A clear light exploded in Master Baiyang's sleeves, and there was a faint buzzing sound.

Master Baiyang was stunned and frowned: "Which little guy caused trouble and asked me, an old man, to support him? Tsk, oh, my back hurts... my back hurts so much... a few years ago.

Sweeping away the demons and demons, my old waist was hit hard by the Plow Plow Demon Lord with the natal magic elixir. Over the years, whenever the weather is cloudy or rainy, it hurts terribly!"

"Hey, hey..."

Master Baiyang tilted his head, looking straight at his sleeves that were constantly shining with light, and did not move for a long time.

So, the clear light kept flashing.

As a result, the 'buzzing' sound continued.

After a long time like this, Master Baiyang and Aries looked at each other: "Those bastard disciples of my own don't have the guts to constantly bother me. Which debt collector is coming to my door?"

Sighing, Master Baiyang reached into his sleeve with a sad look on his face, and slowly took out a jade talisman the size of a palm, shaped like an autumn cicada, and weakly tapped it lightly.

An extremely thin glow lit up, and in the glow, there was a faint cyan word "Lin" emerging.

"Huh? Huh? Sure enough, it's not those bastards from my family... Qingyang Lin clan, are they... their ancestral temple collapsed? Why are they panting so hard to announce their funeral?" Master Baiyang muttered something not very serious,

He sighed, spent a whole cup of tea, and recited a long and smelly spell to release the ban, and then he unlocked the ban on the jade talisman.

What happened outside the forty-ninth city came to mind instantly.

Master Baiyang was stunned, raised his head in astonishment, and looked in the direction of Zhenmo Ridge: "Interesting, interesting, there are only three true disciples of the Buddha lineage in the second generation of the Zhenyu lineage, and they actually realized the Buddha's enlightenment at the same time?

Hey, this is not a good thing for the prison-suppressing lineage. The little bastards down there may be in trouble in the future."

Frowning, Master Baiyang murmured: "Especially that little bald donkey Yuan Shan, he is really not a thing, he actually achieved the status of Buddha? Shocking, it can be seen that the Buddhist inheritance of Liang Yi Tian is based on evil spirits

Heretics are definitely not the orthodox Taoism... How can such a person become a Buddha?"

Shaking his head, Master Baiyang made seals with his hands and recited the true mantra. In the long mantra, in his eyes and ears, the self-sealed mysterious seals quietly lit up, and then turned into wisps of Tao rhyme.

Blend into the surrounding breeze.

On the surface of his body, large areas of exquisite Dao patterns that seemed to be made from heaven lit up one after another. Master Bai Yang, who originally had the same aura as an earthly old man, gradually became vast and ethereal.

Originally, he was sitting on the big rock. If you look over, you can see Master Baiyang, see every hair, every eyelash, and every detail on his body. You can know for sure.

, you see a big living person sitting here.

As he continued to unlock the many strange seals he had blessed himself with, he seemed to have turned into a boundless clear water, and Baiyang Mountain and all the landscapes were like a drop of fragrant ink.

into the boundless clear water.

The ink stains slowly spread out.

Therefore, you can no longer separate him from the Baiyang Mountain Area.

You clearly see him, but you are unable to realize his existence. You just feel that the endless scenery of mountains and rivers is rushing towards your face, wrapping you up, moistening it from every pore of your body, and trying to completely envelop you.

assimilation!

If there is a true immortal with insufficient cultivation who is beside Master Baiyang at this moment, and if he cannot stabilize his mind, then he will really be like an extremely tiny drop of ink dripping into the sea, and be directly affected by the surging Taoism in Master Baiyang's body.

The rhyme is assimilated, and from then on the self is lost, the self is forgotten, all the marks of existence as an 'individual' are erased, and it becomes an insignificant ray of light in the infinite power of Master Baiyang!

"It's time to beat!" Master Baiyang stood up slowly and kicked the fat white sheep: "It's time to beat the prison lineage. The three newly promoted Buddhas are very good, but they have to be beaten.

Let the junior Zhen Yu Xuan Guang know that there are only three Buddhas."

"In addition, their promotion is very sudden." Master Baiyang murmured in a low voice: "Although in these years, I have self-proclaimed my five senses and six senses, shielded the induction of heaven and man, and lived in seclusion here to seek a pure life, but before I proclaimed myself, I also
To be continued...