The voice of the Taoist Xuantong echoes around the body and questions the heart. Only with this heart can it be seen and heard. There are more than a few people inside and outside the six realms who can hear this voice. Master Yin retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes and looked forward, urging the exotic beast carriage to move forward. The sound of horse hooves was crisp, neither fast nor slow.

"Is the situation going to get worse again..."

He thought.

Looking at the lush trees and peaceful world around him, he felt a little melancholy.

In the carriage, Yang Jiao fell asleep holding his sister. Only Yang Jian, even on this bumpy road, still sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, practicing breathing. On the front side of the carriage, Zhuang Zhou hugged his hands behind his head and bit a willow branch in his mouth. He bit one end with his teeth, biting open the skin of the willow branch and chewing the inner branch, which exuded a bitter taste.

"Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly, uncle, are you going to go?"

"No."

Master Yin closed his eyes and said calmly, "The Three Pure Ones' Dharma Assembly is held in the highest Daluo Heaven."

"At that time, there were many immortals and gods, and perhaps some old friends were there too."

"I don't want to be associated with them anymore."

"As for preaching, the teachings of the Three Pure Ones are profound, but they are of no benefit to me. If I go to the upper reaches of Daluo Heaven, there will be many disputes and confusions. It is useless to go there."

“I see…”

"Then I will just accompany you, Uncle Master. The Heaven Realm is not that interesting."

Zhuang Zhou answered lazily.

The carriage moved forward slowly.

In other places, those who heard about the Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly were either happy or worried, but most of them made preparations for the Dharma Assembly that would take place after 49 days.

At the junction of the human world and the Kingdom of All Spirits, on a very beautiful mountain range, a simple Taoist temple appeared without knowing when. A young Taoist priest, who was born handsome, with a face as white as jade and beautiful eyebrows, raised his eyes slightly and said to himself: "The Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly..."

He shook his head and said to the two boys he had just accepted, "You two, practice well."

"Okay, don't eat the fruit."

He took the fruit from the two children's hands nonchalantly, looked at the two little children staring at him with tears in their eyes, and calmly put the pear to his mouth and took a big bite, and the children over there almost had tears in their eyes.

“Wuwuwu…Master!”

"Fruit, fruit!"

The Taoist said calmly, "Practice first. For such a long time, you haven't even mastered the art of breathing. All you do is eat fruit all day long. You have practiced carefully for thousands or tens of thousands of years, but all you have achieved is to guard a fruit tree, pick fruit, and eat fruit."

As he spoke, he took a bite of the fruit.

Seeing the two little ones with tears in their eyes, I felt quite happy.

Well, I finally understand why that evil green snake always wanted to steal my fruits.

Fruits snatched from others are always more delicious than those collected by yourself.

If he was still eating the fruit in front of the little guys whose fruit had been stolen.

Looking at their big tears, they seemed unable to do anything.

The deliciousness of this fruit has increased several times...

The Taoist paused, and then realized that he was actually beginning to understand that scumbag Fuxi.

No, even surpassing Fuxi!

Back then, Fuxi only stole one of his fruits.

And now he has robbed the two little guys.

As a result, a hint of disdain appeared in the young Taoist's eyes.

It must be Fuxi who influenced me!

He immediately ate two bites of fruit, instructed his disciples on their practice, put the two clumsy little guys into position again, and thought of a way to make the concentration of vitality here several times higher than other places, and warned them: "You must practice well and don't be lazy."

"After 49 days, I will accept the invitation of the Three Pure Ones and go to the Miluo Palace in Daluo Heaven to listen to the Dharma Assembly and talk about the Hunyuan Dao Fruit. I may not be in the mountains for one or two months at that time."

"You two are not practicing diligently, but are picking fruits all over the mountains."

"When I was your age, I didn't have only fruits in my mind like you do. At that time, cultivation was very difficult."

"If you two behave like this, and I am not in this mountain, what if some wolves, tigers, leopards, mountain monsters, or clever monkeys sneak up the mountain and pick you two off? They will whip you first? And then fry you two in a frying pan and feed you directly to the pigs?"

So the two little Taoist boys were so scared that they were pissing and shitting and hugged each other and trembled.

The young Taoist priest, who was raised by Fuxi since childhood, smiled slightly.

I feel that this time I can finally scare these two little guys.

Looking at the sky, he said with a gentle expression, "Fresh breeze, bright moon."

The two little Taoist children who were huddled together and shivering raised their heads, puzzled:

"Hmm? Master..."

The young Taoist paused and said gently, "You must practice well. Only by practicing can you live longer, travel farther and farther, and see more things. Don't feel bitter."

"Some people can't even choose the path of cultivation."

He reached out and patted the hair of his two disciples.

Qingfeng Mingyue leaned into the master's arms and asked, "Master, have you thought of anyone?"

"No……"

The young Taoist smiled gently, lowered his eyes, and looked down at the foot of the mountain. Decades ago, the young King Qin and King Weiwu fought all the way to the border between the human race and the demon race. This was the farthest place he had ever been in his life, trapped in the palace. The Taoist lowered his eyes and said softly:

"I don't think of anyone, and no one will come again."

The wind blew past, and the trees in the mountains swayed like waves. Inside the Taoist temple, a young Taoist taught his disciples to practice.

Outside the Taoist temple, there is peace and tranquility, with a pair of couplets hidden in the deep mountains and forests.

And said——【The Immortal Palace of Eternal Life】

Let's talk about it——[The Taoist family with the same longevity as the sky]

…

In the pure land of the Buddha's kingdom, Amitabha Buddha looked at the Bodhi tree and the Bodhi fruit which had shown signs of ripening since the arrival of the Taiyi God.

Finally I decided not to attend this Sanqing Dharma Assembly.

However, the Three Pure Ones were of extremely high status and transcendent. If he did not go, wouldn't it be an insult to the Three Pure Ones? So he deliberated for a long time, hesitated for seven or eight days, and finally wrote a decree and gave it to the Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara of the South China Sea.

Let this great Bodhisattva go to the Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly on his behalf.

Amitabha Buddha loosened his hand, allowing the decree to emit flowing light, which turned into a ray of light that shot up into the sky and disappeared. Guanyin of the South China Sea came here to inquire, and the old Buddha said that he needed to practice hard. Guanyin of the South China Sea has always been the most gentle, and has a good relationship with Taoism and also has exchanges with the Heavenly Court. It was just right for the Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly.

Guanyin Bodhisattva had no objection to this, but was curious as to why Amitabha Buddha did not go, and asked:

"The Daozu's teachings are extremely profound. Even if I am a Buddha, I would feel enlightened after listening to the Daozu's teachings. Moreover, since the ancient times, the Three Pure Ones may have given lectures from time to time, but it is the first time that the three Daozu have held a Dharma Assembly together."

"For practitioners, isn't this a supreme opportunity?"

“Why doesn’t Amitabha go?”

"With the Buddha's foundation of enlightenment, you should have a great understanding."

Amitabha shook his head slowly, his eyes were somewhat stagnant, not as lively as before, and said:

"I haven't even comprehended the Buddha's teachings, so how can I go and comprehend the Dao? Isn't that absurd?"

"No, no."

"I want to continue to comprehend the wonders of Bodhi and the loftiness of Buddhism here."

He was mumbling something, and Guanyin Bodhisattva could not help being surprised. This old Buddha in front of him was the most open-minded among all the Buddhas in the past. He often said that all dharmas are Buddhist dharmas, and Buddhist dharma can be summed up in one word: practice all good and refrain from all evil. However, what he said today was slightly different.

Seems to be a little obsessed and confused.

But when Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at him again, she did not see even the slightest difference in his face.

I also thought that Amitabha Buddha’s realm is far higher than my own.

Maybe I'm just overthinking it.

Then he put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I will obey the command of the Dharma."

Amitabha Buddha said again: "It is rare for the Three Pure Ones to hold a Dharma Assembly. You should go to the Buddha's country and take pure glass, blue lotus, white lotus, and red lotus 300 each, and some pure things, and send them to Daluo Heaven to express congratulations."

Guanyin Bodhisattva agreed to all of them.

Then it flew away on the lotus, and Amitabha watched the Buddha's light fade away.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at the Bodhi tree in front of him, and said to himself: "Buddha is merciful. Although the Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly is lofty, this old monk must guard this ancient Bodhi tree, comprehend the Dharma, and suddenly realize the wonderful truth."

“Otherwise, if my master Buddha returns and no one is in front, it will be bad and unacceptable.”

"That's right, that's right."

He murmured something as he sat down in front of the Bodhi tree. He looked haggard and seemed different from his usual lively self.

The branches of the Bodhi tree are spread out, pure and free. Under the tree, you can almost see the shadow of the Buddha, which is real.

A trace of false thoughts actually arose in Amitabha Buddha's mind.

He knew the real reason why he didn't leave here.

The Bodhi fruit is about to mature.

Such a treasure can be called the gathering of countless Buddhist teachings, the highest treasure, and its value is even greater than the entire Buddhist kingdom combined. Such an opportunity must not be intercepted by others. This pure and graceful, the name of Bodhi, the fruit of Bodhi -

be mine!

The wind blew past, and the sound of the Bodhi leaves rubbing against each other was like waves. The old Buddha was sitting under the tree. Under the tree, it seemed that he could see the Buddha looking at him gently. He saw the Buddha's shadow, pure and at ease, with a smile on his lips. That was the Buddha.

That look, that aura, the way he sat on the lotus platform, the way he was wearing Buddhist robes, and the way he was chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Not Buddha.

Who else could it be?

Not Buddha.

Who else could it be?!

…

In Zhenwu Palace.

The coming and going of gods and immortal officials made the scene quite lively. The immortal officials formed a circle and watched Wang Lingguan and the giant spirit wrestling in the open space. The giant spirit was huge in stature and extremely powerful. He could split mountains and cut cliffs. Among all the gods and immortals, he was considered to be extremely powerful, but he was no match for Wang Lingguan.

After several rounds, Wang Lingguan suppressed him by brute force.

Immediately, Wang Lingguan, who was of ordinary build, burst out with strength, shook his arms, and lifted up the giant spirit.

The divine general was thrown out directly and no one knew where he went.

During the fight, they were only allowed to use their own strength, but after the fight, they could use all their magical powers. The gods and immortals were not worried about the safety of the giant spirit. They all cheered, praised Wang Lingguan's methods, and walked forward to greet him with laughter.

In the corridor, the Taoist priest in black clothes and a jade crown finished watching the fight and walked casually towards the pavilion in the mansion.

Seven or eight days had passed since the incident in the sea of ​​blood. The huge disturbance was soon suppressed by the news of the Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly. All the immortals and gods were curious about what profound truths would be preached at the Three Pure Ones Dharma Assembly, and what news the Three Pure Ones Taoist Patriarchs would announce. They were quite eager.

"I wonder if the Three Pure Ones will accept disciples again this time."

"I am very talented. If I can be favored by the Three Pure Ones, my future will be much easier."

"Hahaha, what are you thinking about? It's difficult to get into the Three Pure Ones. It's easy to get into the Shangqing lineage, but if you want to be valued by the Lingbao Daojun, the difficulty is no less than the other two. After getting in, you have responsibilities and many tribulations to go through. Although it is a matter of honor for the family, if you think about it carefully, it's not that simple."

“Haha, that’s true.”

Qi Wuhuo walked past these immortals and gods who were discussing enthusiastically with each other.

He had seen a lot of discussions like this during this period, but most of them avoided him. After Qi Wuhuo's cultivation was stabilized, he tried to practice the Yu Zun Qi, trying to see if he could control this extremely high and powerful force more calmly, but unfortunately, there was no progress.

It seems that for the power of the Lord, no matter it is the previous limit of the True Lord or the current peak of the Great Grade, there is no difference. The limit of the True Lord will not affect the operation and mobilization of this force, and the peak of the Great Grade cannot make this force stronger and more powerful.

Under the Emperor, we are all ants...

Qi Wuhuo muttered to himself, gaining a deeper understanding of the weight and meaning of this sentence.

His right hand paused slightly, and golden light entwined between his fingers and palms, lingering and flowing, and turned into the golden lotus seed that he obtained after a previous exchange of moves with the Buddha. The lotus seed had its own magical power and Buddhist rhyme. The place where the lotus seed went made Qi Wuhuo's own Imperial Qi flow a little faster.

During this period of time.

In other words, since Qi Wuhuo came into contact with the power of the Imperial Lord, only the Buddhist power in the lotus seed has caused the power of the Imperial Lord to change, making its operation much faster. From this point of view, this is most likely the Imperial Lord's aura from the Buddha in the ancient times.

At least it is a part of that royal aura.

Only in this way can it be explained why this lotus seed can accelerate the flow of the royal aura in Qi Wuhuo's body, why his teacher told him that it can be used for reference but not swallowed, and why it must be returned to its original owner in the end.

But there was one thing that puzzled Qi Wuhuo——

If this is really the Qi of the Supreme.

Then why did the Buddha release this force, only to be intercepted by Qi Wuhuo?

Did he not care about the power of the Supreme Lord at all? Or, in other words, this power of the Supreme Lord did not belong to the Buddha.

Qi Wuhuo had many thoughts in his mind, but he restrained them. He put away the lotus seed and walked forward. He could vaguely see the pavilion in front of him and the cold figure under the pavilion.

He has an appointment today.

A goddess was standing there. When she saw him coming, she stepped forward and bowed solemnly, saying, "Greetings to the Great Emperor Zhenwu."

Then he stood up slightly, with a smile on his face:

"Your Highness the Northern Emperor."

"I'm already waiting for the Emperor in front."