The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 270: Holy Spirit Moves (2)

The realm of the holy spirit is boundless jade sea. The vast ocean formed by the collection of chalcedony jade paste is boundless. In the lower realm, the hundreds of millions of years of chalcedony jade paste can lift up the flesh and bones of the dead. Here, "sea" is used as a quantifier, which is really horrifying.

There are countless islands dotted in the Jade Sea, and all kinds of strange creatures have cultivated into human shapes and obtained the fruit of immortality. The position in the middle of Yuhai, quietly listening to a ray of fairy sound coming from the void.

That ray of fairy voice was unhurried, explaining the essence of 'robbing' to these demon immortals in a simple and simple way. Why are there disasters in the world, how many kinds of disasters are there, how many are natural disasters, how many are self-made disasters, how many are caused by outsiders, how to avoid all kinds of disasters, how to stand up to them, and what are the benefits if they succeed , How to save it if it fails, is detailed to the extreme.

He even mentioned the three disasters and nine disasters before he attained the Daoist Venerable, and pointed out more than a dozen other ways to save the failure of crossing the catastrophe. From reincarnation and recultivation, to incarnation outside the body, to recasting the dharma body with geniuses and earthly treasures, there are all kinds of things, every word is worth ten thousand gold, and if it goes outside, it will be a heavenly book that will be snatched.

Suddenly, this ray of fairy sound stopped abruptly, and the gentle voice spread to every corner of Yuhai: "I have something to do today, so I will stop here. You have finally shed your hairballs, don't do anything recklessly, and each Safeguard the cave, practice carefully."

"Keep in mind, keep in mind, with my +⊥, w∽ww. pulse, I compete with the sky for fate, and the earth for luck, but not with people. None of you are allowed to sneak out and have trouble with outsiders If you dare to provoke right and wrong, hey, do you remember the master's fist the size of a wine tank?"

With a chuckle, a bright light with a diameter of 30,000 li circled at the core of Yuhai. Wrapped in the purple air that stretches for thousands of miles, it flees to the west as fast as lightning. Immortals on countless islands knelt down to the ground one after another, bowing to that ray of bright light, saying "respectful farewell to Master Daozu"!

There is also the Holy Spirit Realm, the Great Snow Mountain, which stretches for countless trillions of miles. Towering and steep like a wall, the white expanse is covered with heavy snow. At the core of Daxue Mountain, there are tens of millions of large and small Buddhist halls, pagodas, and Buddhist halls dotted among the snow-capped mountains. , an ancient temple covered with traces of moss on every brick.

This is Daleiyin Temple, one of the six holy places of Buddhism in the Holy Spirit Realm.

In the forest of stupas stretching like a forest, there is a gray-robed old monk who is as skinny as a stick and stands six feet six feet tall. Holding a thin bamboo pole, he is walking comfortably in the Tallinn. He swung the bamboo pole with his wrist, and slapped it on the snow of the stupa with a 'slap' sound.

The thick snow suddenly exploded, and it flew down from the stupa with a sound of'poof'. The old monk walked past stupas one by one with a smile on his face, cleaning them up. Although not long after he passed by, new snowflakes fell on the stupa again, but he worked so tirelessly, continuing to clean regardless of whether it was useful or not.

The old monk walked along. While reciting Buddhist scriptures in a low voice, the low voice of chanting faintly spread throughout the entire Tallinn.

At the same time, there are many great monks and young monks. Working quietly in Tallinn with a rag in hand. They are the handyman monks of Daleiyin Temple, and they are responsible for wiping every word on the stone tablet in front of the stupa with a rag every day.

They could all hear the old monk's chanting, but some monks nodded lightly if they realized something, but some monks turned a deaf ear and just focused on working hard. After trying to wipe the stele clean, I went back to rest.

Suddenly, the old monk stopped and looked up to the east.

He frowned, and the corners of his mouth suddenly pulled down. With a soft snort, the rough gray robe on the old monk spread out like eagle wings. Hold up his body and slowly fly into the sky. A large piece of Buddha's light flashed past, illuminating the entire Daxue Mountain in an instant, and the old monk disappeared without a trace.

There is also the "Xuantang Dynasty" established by the secular world in the territory of the holy land of the Holy Spirit Realm.

In the Guozijian, tens of thousands of reading seeds carefully selected from various states and counties in the Xuantang Dynasty were shaking their heads and holding the saint's articles and recited them non-stop. A black-bearded old man wearing a straight black cloth shirt and holding a ruler walked slowly in the corridor outside the classroom, shaking his head constantly, occasionally nodding with a smile.

Suddenly, two supervisors from the Imperial College rushed out, blocked the old man, and solemnly bowed to the old man: "Great sacrificial wine!"

The old man in black shirt smiled, and asked softly: "What's the matter? The day's plan is in the morning, why don't you go to study well? This month's monthly exam, but you are sure to pass it? Hey, if you don't do well in the exam , the old man's ruler does not show any sympathy."

A superintendent bowed solemnly to the old man, and asked in a clear voice: "Da Jijiu, we have something to ask sir. Only the Dajijiu can learn directly to heaven and man, and he has traveled all over the holy state of China. A master hired by the Holy One. I have doubts in my heart, and I also ask the great sacrificial wine to solve my doubts."

The old man in black groaned for a moment, then nodded slowly: "It's a good thing to have doubts, let's talk!"

Another prison student said in a deep voice: "I dare to ask. Everyone in the world says that there are immortals in fairylands outside the world. They can swallow the aura of heaven and earth, control flying dragons and phoenixes, live forever, enjoy happiness forever, and also have youth and immortality. Boundless scenery. The disciples think that this is a false statement, is there anyone in the world who can live forever?"

Another supervisor shouted loudly: "I have read all kinds of books, and I have seen all the secrets of the previous dynasty. My Xuan Tang Dynasty replaced the tyranny and won the world, and I got the help of immortals in the fierce battle. If not Immortal, how could the ancestors of Xuantang Dynasty take over the world with a single county?"

The old man in black frowned, looked at the two supervisors with a sad face, shook his head helplessly and sighed: "You came to ask me about such things early in the morning?"

A prison student said solemnly: "Mr. please explain your doubts. Are there immortals in this world? If so, where do they live? Why don't they appear in front of people?"

Another prison student sneered: "Please tell me, sir, how can there be ghosts and ghosts in the world? If there are, why don't they show up?"

After being silent for a while, the old man in black pursed his lips, and muttered in a low voice: "Is it important for you to be an immortal, yes or no? Why don't you show up in front of people, eh, ha ha, ha ha, ha ha..."

Not only these two supervisors, but even thousands of supervisors in the nearby classrooms watched the old man helplessly. Obviously, they have been arguing about this issue for more than a day and more than once.

The old man was squinting his eyes, trying to organize his words. In the sky thousands of miles high, a piece of purple air, as bright as the morning glow, flew by and headed straight to the west. When the purple air drifted past, a gentle jade voice came down: "Old bookworm, let's go, let's go, if it's late, be careful of the boss's bamboo stick."

'Haha' let out a long laugh, thousands of miles of purple air rushed from the top of the old man's head, and there was a layer of bright light behind his head, and countless books were flipping rapidly in the bright light. He looked at the stunned students in the Imperial College, rubbed his nose and smiled and said, "Why don't the immortals appear in front of people... because this is the territory designated by the old man, and any immortals who dared to appear inexplicably in the Xuantang Dynasty were interrupted and thrown away." Out."

With a wave of his sleeve, the old man rose into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

A clear voice echoed softly in the Imperial College: "Students of the Imperial College of the Tang Dynasty, those who rank in the top 100 in the graduation exam, can enter my sect to practice immortality, and enjoy the joy of a happy and long life... Who would dare to say that? Spread the word, hey, I broke the dog's leg and threw it out of the Holy State of Middle-earth!"

There was no sound in the Imperial College. After a short while, the entire Imperial College suddenly exploded. All the supervisors danced like crazy demons, staring at the books in their hands with bloodshot eyes, as if they wanted to crush all these books and stuff them into their brains. to go.

In the middle of the Holy Spirit Realm, a majestic fairy mountain with a radius of one million miles is suspended in the void thousands of miles away from the ground.

The surrounding area is full of blueness, without clouds or smoke, only a vast expanse of blue light is dazzling, and countless cranes can be seen gracefully, fluttering and dancing on the boundless sea of ​​clouds below. Around the fairy mountain, there are twenty-four huge Taoist artifacts, the smallest of which are 100,000 li long, faintly guarding the fairy mountain at its core.

On the peak of Xianshan Mountain, there are a few old pine trees, and twenty-four futons are scattered.

One after another purple air came across the sky, and when they arrived on the fairy mountain, they smiled and shook hands with each other, or clasped together to salute, or bowed their hands to greet each other, and laughed and said "Long time no see" to each other, and then they sat down calmly. On the futon.

In just one cup of tea time, six priests, six monks, and twelve lay people with different costumes were seated on the futon.

The aura of the monk and Taoist body is simple and strong, almost faint, and when they sit there, there is a faint feeling that the world is naturally approaching them, they are in the middle of the world, but they seem to be separated from the world. .

Compared to the twelve lay people, the cultivation of the six monks and the six paths is obviously much higher.

Among the twelve lay people, they were either scholars, doctors, or fortune tellers, and there were also women holding bells and streamers, and wearing beautiful dancer attire. Some people even showed their breasts, with belts around their waists, and a fierce look on their heads, clearly dressed as a butcher.

After everyone gathered, an old man with a bamboo stick, loose hair, and wearing a Bagua Water and Fire Daoist robe slowly stood up and bowed to everyone. Judging by his appearance, he was the old man who was eating fish with a pet by the lake that day.

"Fellow daoists, the news is accurate. The hiding place of the person we suspected has finally been found."

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"Void Spiritual Realm!" The old man said in a low voice to the horrified crowd: "That guy, he is indeed hiding in the Void Spiritual Realm. What do you fellow Taoists think?"

The old monk of Daleiyin Temple flicked the bamboo pole in his hand, and said with a sneer: "Do all we can, let's join forces to break through the boundary wall, so what if we destroy half of the void spirit world? That guy, Damn."

The burly man dressed as a butcher smiled coldly, gritted his teeth, and said angrily, "Damn it. All the descendants I left behind in Yuanlu World will be killed by him. Now that I am at my knees, There is no descendant. He, really **** it!"

A group of people opened their mouths one after another, and all of them clamored to smash someone's body into thousands of pieces and beat them to death.

The old man with a bamboo stick smiled heavily, and nodded slowly: "That's very good, he really deserves to die."

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