"Husband and wife bow to each other!" the wedding master of ceremonies shouted loudly.
Fang Jian had already reacted completely. He suddenly pulled the red silk and threw it to the ground. Then he walked forward and pushed the master of ceremonies away. He looked at the relatives, friends, neighbors and other relatives of the bride and groom.
She shouted, "Where is Ancestor Bo Xun?!"
'Wow'
Suddenly, the entire wedding scene was thrown into chaos, especially the parents of the bride and groom sitting at the top, who were extremely shocked. Then, the old man sitting on the right asked in surprise, "My son, what's wrong with you? Who is the ancestor of Po Xun?"
When Fang Jian heard this, his face suddenly turned cold and he raised his palm to slap the seat of the elder at the top of the table.
The palm strike landed with a bang, instantly shattering the entire wedding hall into pieces. The four elders sitting above the wedding hall immediately screamed and turned into four skeletons. Two of the skeletons even stood up and roared at Fang Jian, "Rebellious son, what's wrong with you?"
"Playing tricks!" Fang Jianqing shouted, and a sword energy slashed down, instantly chopping the four skeletons into powder.
Then everyone in the wedding hall was terrified and ran out, crawling and crying.
Then Miaoyin took off the phoenix crown on her head, and her long, smooth, black hair instantly fell to her waist.
She glanced at the pile of skull powder on the ground and said, "These are the souls and bones of the mortals in the Western Land who were sacrificed to Mara."
The Taiyi Golden Light Sword on Fang Jian's back flashed, and he said, "But they have been used by the old ancestor Po Xun."
Miaoyin sighed, then said, "This is a trap set by the old ancestor, Poxun, for you and me. Fortunately, you woke up early, otherwise it would be troublesome if you performed the ceremony of husband and wife bowing to each other."
Fang Jian didn't ask what the trouble was, because that wasn't the point. The point was... "Where is Patriarch Bo Xun?"
Miaoyin looked up and around, then said, "You and I are already in the Buddha's heart, but at the same time, we are also in the demonic nightmare created by Mara."
"The devil is nightmareing the world?" Fang Jian asked in surprise.
Miaoyin nodded and said, "Yes, it is a world like a nightmare dream, but the demonic nightmare world is even more powerful than a dream. If we don't find a way to break the nightmare world, even if we kill Mara, we will be trapped here."
After Miaoyin finished speaking, she saw a continuous flash of immortal light on Fang Jian's body. Miaoyin asked with some doubt: "Master Hongqing, what are you doing?"
Fang Jian asked, "Why can't I change into the Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe? This wedding dress is really not pleasing to me."
Miaoyin shook her head and said, "I've already tried it. Unless I find a way to break the nightmare, I can't change it."
After hearing this, Fang Jian tried several more times, but finally found that he really couldn't change out of the wedding dress, so he had no choice but to give up.
He looked at Miaoyin's wedding dress, then looked at his own wedding dress, and made up his mind to make sure that Mara would never be reborn!
"Bodhisattva, where should we go to find Mara now?" Fang Jian asked.
Miaoyin smiled and said, "Wherever your heart desires, that is where Mara is!"
"What's your favorite?" Fang Jian frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
Miaoyin said: "In the center of the bell, in the very center of the Buddha's heart, is where Mara resides."
Fang Jian asked again, "Then, where is the center of the Buddha's heart? Please tell me clearly, Bodhisattva!"
Miaoyin raised her finger and pointed in a direction, saying, "The Buddha's heart is right in the center, at the top of Mount Bodhi."
"Clear water, lapis lazuli light. The Sala tree, right in the center. Jade blossom realm, flying spirit banner. Buddha's voice in the sky, Bodhi fragrance."
When Miaoyin and Fang Jian arrived at Bodhi Mountain, which is located in the center of Buddha's heart, they looked at the towering Bodhi Mountain covered with clouds and mist, and a ethereal singing voice came from the mountain.
Fang Jian tied her hair up with a hairpin and a long rose-red jade belt. The extra hair hung down from the back of her head, fluttering in the wind.
Miaoyin tied her hair on top of her head with a red rope that hung down to her neck, which looked out of place with her snow-white skin.
"This is Bodhi Mountain, where the Buddha's heart imprisoned Mara." Miaoyin and Fang Jian stood side by side on the clouds, then raised their hands and pointed towards Bodhi Mountain and said.
Fang Jian nodded and said, "In that case, let's go to the top of the mountain and kill this demon immediately."
After saying that, Fang Jian and Miaoyin soared into the clouds and flew straight to the top of Mount Bodhi.
When they passed through the thick rosy fog and landed on the top of Mount Bodhi, Fang Jian discovered that there was a Sala tree on the top of the mountain. To the right of the Sala tree was a pool of spiritual spring water. The spiritual spring water was filled with spiritual white mist, which looked very beautiful.
Under the sal tree, there was a stone table with a chessboard carved on its surface.
On the left and right sides of the chessboard, the black and white pieces lay quietly in the chess boxes on both sides of the board. Everything seemed so calm and peaceful.
Fang Jian turned his eyes and saw the ancestor Poxun. He was still wearing the purple-gold robe with black patterns, the Vairocana hat with the image of the devil in the sky on his head, holding the magic spell in his hand, sitting on the black lotus platform of the Three Treasures. The devil statue was solemn and the devil power was magnificent.
"Master Hongqing." Ancestor Boxun sat on the Three Treasures Black Lotus Platform and called out to Fang Jian with a smile on his face.
Fang Jian looked at the ancestor Poxun, and with a wave of his right hand, the Vairocana Buddha Pestle appeared in his hand.
He had already asked Miaoyin, and learned that within the Buddha's heart, the Vairocana Pestle could be used because it was protected by the lapis lazuli light bestowed by the Buddha, and the power of the Vairocana Pestle would not harm anyone other than the ancestor Mara.
The old ancestor Bo Xun looked at the Vairocana Buddha Pestle in Fang Jian's hand, and then said calmly: "Master Hongqing, I was not defeated by you, but by Sakyamuni."
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