Chapter 280 Yamana Soku, Kisakujijung
In the ancient temple of Chimi, the lights are always bright.
"There are countless sentient beings in this world, and those who have meritorious deeds are like crucian carp crossing the river, but no one has ever been able to truly understand the 'cause and effect'. It is really sad."
The sleeves of the brocade robe embroidered with gold thread flicked lightly, and his slender white fingers touched the top of the large jade table, and took the bronze sandalwood stove with green cloud pattern standing on it. Although the sound was soft, it spread throughout the whole world A palace.
A precious candle of fragrant flowers was burning in the copper furnace, but it was completely burnt out, only half an inch remained.
Suddenly, a golden light enough to reflect the void appeared around the gate of the ancient temple, and slowly condensed into a misty and noble golden light shadow. The light wheel is actually a Venerable Arhat who penetrates the heavens and the earth.
The person who spoke just now raised his head slightly, glanced at the unattainable Venerable Arhat under the gate of the Wanzhang Palace, put the copper furnace back on the jade table, his eyes dimmed a little, but his tone remained flat: "The current saint On the mountain, are there no rules of respect?"
Hearing this, the virtuous light wheel at the back of Venerable Arhat's head trembled, and amidst the changing light and shadow in the sky, he accepted the Buddhist Dharma, with a hint of disdain in his majestic eyes, and said: "It's getting late , I was ordered to come to protect and protect, and immediately follow me across the holy mountain to turn around and go to Daleiyin Temple to have an audience."
The person who opened the mouth stood up and walked under the gate of the Wanzhang Hall of the Ancient Chimi Temple, ignoring the Venerable Arhat beside him, but looked back at the cloud-patterned copper furnace on the jade case for the last time, and shook it lightly. With Yuebai robe sleeves, she stepped straight into the vast light outside the palace gate.
Outside the ancient temple of Jimi, the walls of true and false realms are illusory and blurred, countless stars are born and extinguished, and countless luck and causality are connected with each other, constructing a vast picture like a sea of smoke.
In the inaccessible place outside the painting screen, there are countless numbers of such a vast and magnificent painting screen world, like the insignificant Ganges gravel, piled up under the rotating pole around the holy mountain, carrying Looking at the mysterious world that is unimaginable at all.
Mount Sumeru.
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Time flows like a white horse, whether it is a few hours, or hundreds of thousands of years, or a moment, the owner of the copper furnace has never returned, and this ancient temple of Chimi is like a tiny speck of dust, gradually lost Under the holy mountain, in the revolving pole that can hold the heaven and the earth.
After an unknown amount of time, a rustling sound gradually broke the tranquility of this ancient Buddhist temple.
Under the jade table surrounded by faint Buddha light, a soft and furry animal claw was exposed, and then the other claw was also stretched out. After a few breaths, a young mouse covered in snow used all four claws together, and jumped straight onto it. jade case.
The snow-like fur of this young mouse is fine and dense, and its snout is an extremely rare golden color. It is very beautiful.
Squeak.
The young mouse walked to the left side of the jade table and stopped on a scroll of Buddhist scriptures spread out.
squeak.
There are Sanskrit characters all over the Buddhist scriptures, and every word is faintly glowing with the Buddha's light reflecting the heart and soul.
The young mouse tried to stretch out its small white claws to touch the scriptures, but found nothing. Suddenly, it seemed to smell something, and looked up at the copper stove next to the Buddhist scriptures.
On the bronze burner with blue and blue cloud patterns, there remained a burnt precious candle of fragrant flowers. Although an unknown amount of time had passed, the flame of the candle had never been extinguished, and this precious candle of fragrant flowers was always left Half an inch, let the candlelight flicker.
squeak.
The young mouse jumped onto the copper stove and crawled around the scented flower candle. The light fragrance permeated its mouth and nose, making it subconsciously stretch out its claws, scratch a small piece on the precious candle, and send it straight into the into the mouth.
At the same time, the dense Sanskrit texts on the volume of Buddhist scriptures were peeled off one after another, shining bright and magnificent golden lights, all of which were burned into the pupils of the young mouse.
As the Buddha's light shines through, the young mouse gradually grows in size, and finally condenses into a slender and soft figure.
The figure watched the scriptures in the Sea of Consciousness, remained silent for a long time, finally knelt down on the ground slowly, and bowed towards an unknown place.
Although the ancient temple of Jimi governs a small thousand worlds, it is as small as dust in the revolving pole under the holy mountain. Even if such a change happened here, it did not arouse the slightest concern of any of the patrolling Arhats. Notice.
As the Buddha's light slowly dissipated, a pair of slender and fair jade hands were revealed from the end of the light and shadow.
The golden light diffused on the slender white jade hands, revealing the gauze sleeves of the Star Weaving Fairy Moon White House dress, a black jade bracelet around the knuckles of the fat-like wrist, and a pair of jade bracelets dangling from the crystal clear white earlobes. The mutton-fat Beijing white jade ring further reflects its appearance of falling geese and sinking fish.
She lowered her eyelids, looking at the faintly visible golden thread on the edge of the moon-white gauze sleeve, a trace of hidden deep struggle and hesitation appeared in the depths of her gaze.
"Forget it, I am your creation, so it doesn't matter if I sacrifice my life for chess."
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I don't know how long it took, the small thousand worlds governed by the ancient temple of Jimi went through many kalpas, shattered and collapsed inch by inch, and this ancient Buddhist temple also collapsed, and was annihilated in the revolving poles surrounding the holy mountain. .
The shattering of this small thousand world is insignificant, and the countless creatures in it are even less likely to attract anyone's pity. Except for being recorded by a patrolling Arhat Venerable, there is no slightest disturbance.
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From a distance, the joy is swaying faintly,
The aftermath of the sound can be heard in the distance,
Driving in the mountains to listen to the language of heaven,
Follow the way and go away from the dust.
"Although the old man's phoenix is not as good as a crane, it can still be regarded as a high-quality spiritual bird." The old Taoist stood beside the crest and feathers of a green phoenix, with a rather complacent expression, "At this time, I can practice under such energy. , monopolizing one side of the mountains and rivers is really a great luck, and it is suitable for this old man to break through here."
"Master, this Qi meridian is so precious, one day of cultivation here is even worth one year of cultivation outside, is it really our mountain gate in the future?"
On the back of the blue luan bird, several teenagers and girls sat cross-legged on it, their eyes full of excitement and hope.
Hearing this, the old Taoist stared, turned his head sideways and said: "My teacher led you all the way to the Baiye Realm, just in time for the birth of this once-in-a-thousand-year Qimai, and it's time for my Qingxiaomen to return to prosperity!"
One of the girls looked hesitant, hesitated for a long time before getting up and said: "Master, this energy channel was born out of the sky a few days ago, and the scene is like a world overturned. There is no sound coming, this matter is a bit abnormal."
"Shut up!"
Before the old Taoist could speak, another young man in a green robe scolded the girl first, glanced sideways at the girl, and said: "Master has been trapped in the Great Return to the True Realm for hundreds of years, and now he is under the influence of Qi." The breakthrough is imminent, if we can break into the realm of the gods and spirits within a few days, wouldn't it be logical for us to become powerful disciples?"
"Even if those local forces react and come to seize the energy veins, but the master will already be a great power in the realm of the gods and spirits by then, and at that time, they will definitely compete to win over the master. Status, follow the master to earn the position of an elder of a big sect and have fun!"
The members of the Qingxiao Sect call it a parade, but in reality they have no place to stay at all. Except for the old Taoist who has returned to the true realm, the rest of the disciples are ordinary people who have been recruited by the way. Because, it doesn't even count as a "loose cultivator".
"Don't make any noise," the old man narrowed his eyes, "There seems to be something engraved on that mountain."
The green phoenix slowly landed under a tall and green mountain, and everyone looked up at the mountain wall.
"Those are two ancient seal characters!"
"Master, what is this word? How could it be engraved on the wall of a mountain?"
The old Taoist glanced at the noisy disciples, his eyes darkened, and he said, "If I'm not mistaken, this mountain is not a mountain peak, but a huge stone tablet."
"This mountain range stretches for hundreds of thousands of miles. The name of this mountain range must be engraved on this huge stone tablet."
The young man who had just spoken took a step forward and said, "Master, what is the name of this mysterious mountain range?"
The old Taoist turned his head and took a deep look at the two ancient characters on the mountain wall.
"Void."