In the void, at the place where Lin Shangsu had just fallen, a tall monk who was fair, tender, plump, with a round head and big ears, with a simple and honest face and kind eyes, and who was about the same height as Lu Yi and more than three meters away, appeared slowly, holding a giant Zen staff.
"Hey, mercy, mercy, this donor, your head is bleeding." The big monk smiled gently at Lin Shangsu and said, "I have some excellent medicine for wounds. If I encounter any injured cats, dogs, sparrows or crows on the road, I will help them."
"Ugh, the blood is still flowing." The big monk put away his smile and frowned at Lin Shangsu in a very serious manner, saying, "Could it be that the donor is seriously injured and cannot be cured? In this case, I can only find a generous donor and ask for a coffin to give the donor a grand funeral!"
Lin Shangsu covered the back of his head tightly.
Although the shattered head had grown back, there was an extremely flexible and stubborn Buddha light lurking in the back of his head where he had just been attacked. No matter how Lin Shangsu used his magic power to wash it over and over again, the Buddha light was like a knife wheel, whirring and shattering the Buddha light that was rushing out, and causing continuous damage to the back of his head.
For a Taoist master, this injury is not worth mentioning. It's just his scalp being broken and bleeding.
But for a Taoist master, this kind of injury is too... embarrassing!
However, Lin Shangsu had no time to swallow the elixir to treat his injuries. He stared at the tall monk with wide eyes, and asked with a hint of hesitation, "Yuan Shan?"
The great monk placed his staff in the air, clasped his hands together, bowed to Lin Shangsu and said, "It is me... So you know me? Hmm, could it be that we have met before?"
Lin Shangsu and Lin Shangxuan snorted at the same time: "Great Compassion Universal Salvation... The thief monk Yuanshan!"
Monk Yuanshan's face fell, as if he had suffered a great injustice. Monk Yuanding, who was born elegant and refined, shouted loudly: "Brother, listen to this, listen to this, is this something a human being can say? I haven't even said a few nice words, and these little slaves are cursing at me."
The corners of Lu Yi's mouth twitched.
He was born with extraordinary elegance, just like the well-educated and wrathful Bodhisattva Yuan Ding.
Yuanshan, the Bodhisattva of Great Compassion, was born with a tall and strong build, and had a compassionate and kind face.
There is also the Great Lion-Power Bodhisattva Yuanjue, who is born strong and majestic, and whose demeanor and bearing are most like that of a Buddhist Bodhisattva. He can be regarded as the face of the Hell-Suppressing Sect.
These are the only three true disciples of the Zhenyu Xuanguan Buddha.
Among them, Yuan Ding is the founding disciple, who has been with the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha for many years, and takes care of the affairs of the Daning Temple for him... Generally speaking, Yuan Ding does not go out easily, and once he does, he will definitely cause a big disturbance. The word "anger" in his Buddhist title is not an empty word.
Monk Yuanjue, needless to say, is the gate god of the entire Buddhist sect. Dajue Temple is located in Shiziling, which is the gate to and from the Buddhist Western Territory. With his overwhelming strength, tough methods, and some of the unique resourcefulness, shrewdness, and even insidiousness and treachery of the Buddhist masters, he has caused headaches for all the Taoist forces adjacent to Dajue Temple.
Among these three true Buddhist disciples, the one that leaves people speechless the most is the seemingly harmless Great Compassionate Bodhisattva.
this……
Not a good son!
It's really nothing!
He is the second-ranked direct disciple of the dignified Zhenyu Xuanguan Buddha, and he always talks about the word "compassion". However, he has done countless things like knocking people out with clubs, luring them with tricks, spreading white ash, prying open doors and walls, and even kidnapping!
Over countless tens of thousands of years, countless Taoist masters have suffered at the hands of Monk Yuanshan.
Let's be reasonable... You can't argue with his color that looks like it has been soaked in fragrant oil for 100 million years and is still as white as a bee.
If you want to take action... this guy basically won't fight you head-on. Often, as soon as you show a tough attitude, he will immediately turn around and leave... But often, these unlucky guys with a tough attitude will inexplicably suffer bad luck afterwards... or even disappear inexplicably, and there will be no news of him in Liangyi Tian ever since!
Monk Yuanshan once caused the wrath of several major sects in the Daoist sect. Dozens of great masters set traps to kill this beast. It was also heard that they successfully lured Monk Yuanshan into the trap, beat him up, and injured him extremely badly...
Just when everyone was cheering happily and thought that Monk Yuanshan was bound to die, this guy somehow escaped and then came up with a wave of vicious revenge at all costs!
That battle directly resulted in the death of three True Lords of Taoism, serious injuries to seventeen True Lords, and the destruction of more than ten thousand Heavenly Lords and True Immortals. In the secret files of several major Taoist sects, this incident was directly referred to as the "Yuanshan Blood Disaster"!
Later, a sage from the Taoist sect was furious, and ran to the Buddha on duty at the time to reason with him. The Buddha on duty then came forward in person and recalled the bloodthirsty monk Yuanshan, and asked him to meditate and chant scriptures in the Daning Temple for a hundred years. Only then did the matter come to an end!
Among the three true disciples of Zhenyu Xuanguang Buddha, Monk Yuanding is known as the 'number one in Buddhism', Monk Yuanjue is known as the 'number one in fighting power', and as for Monk Yuanshan... people in the Taoist sect evaluate him as the 'number one in shamelessness', the 'number one in treachery', the 'number one in viciousness', and finally conclude that he is the 'number one person who should not be provoked in Buddhism'!
Even when this guy was still a great bodhisattva, he was already so difficult to deal with.
And now, look at him, his whole body is surrounded by Buddha's light, and above his head is a group of auspicious cloud that emits infinite light to illuminate the void. On the auspicious cloud, a fat-headed, big-eared, compassionate Buddha with a smile on his face is sitting cross-legged, one hand pointing to the sky, the other hand swiping the ground, two huge golden Buddhist characters are shining in the palms of his left and right hands, the left hand is a word "compassion", and the right hand is a word "sorrow"!
He, brazenly broke into the Buddha realm!
As shameless, treacherous, vicious and cruel as Yuanshan is, even though he has already achieved Buddhahood, he still attacks from behind and hits people with a club without even saying hello!
Lin Shangsu and Lin Shangxuan both felt a bitter taste in their mouths!
Facing the two Buddhas Yuan Ding and Yuan Jue, the Qingyang Lin clan was confident enough to compete with them. After all, one of them had a bad temper, and the other had a strong fighting ability, but they were always upright and dignified. If they said they wanted to kill someone, they would draw their swords and fight you face to face!
And Yuan Shan is a bald thief... this guy is really a piece of shit!
If he said he would kill your whole family, he would really not even leave a chicken , a dog, or even a cockroach in the corner of the kitchen. Moreover, he never cared about his dignity and did countless things like bullying the weak. He could even hit a five or six-year-old boy in the back with a club!
Encountering such a tough nut to crack, Qingyang Lin was also a little scared!
Lin Shangxuan and Lin Shangsu said nothing. Between heaven and earth, Monk Yuanshan could be heard yelling in grievance: "How can you curse me? How can you curse me? You are also dignified Taoist masters, and well-known people, with large families, many children and grandchildren... I, a monk, have never had any grudges against you. I even kindly prepared to raise a coffin for you... Why are you cursing me?"
Monk Yuanshan's eyes flashed with gold. He jumped up and down and shouted, "You can even speak ill of a kind and compassionate monk like me... It's obvious..."
Monk Yuanshan's expression changed as his smile faded. His big face drooped as he stared at Lin Shangxuan and Lin Shangsu mysteriously: "It can be seen that you are not good people... Maybe there is an evil demon hidden under your human skin, or not!"
Lin Shangsu wiped the back of his head which was still bleeding and showed his bloody palm to Monk Yuanshan.
Although he knew that it was completely useless to reason with an old-fashioned monk like Monk Yuanshan, Lin Shangsu still held on to his last bit of hope for "humanity" and gritted his teeth as he said, "A kind-hearted monk with a compassionate heart? Who just gave me a Zen stick from behind?"
Yuan Ding and Yuan Jue clasped their hands together and chanted Buddhist mantras silently.
Monk Yuanshan looked at Lin Shangsu in surprise: "What do you mean? What do you mean? Do you think I hit you? I didn't, it wasn't me, don't talk nonsense... You have to show me evidence... Otherwise, you are slandering me, you are slandering me!"
Monk Yuanshan gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think that just because you are members of the Qingyang Lin family, you can insult the monk's innocence at will!"
Patting his fat chest hard, Monk Yuanshan said angrily: "Although monks are monks, this innocence is just illusion, just a bubble, just a sin in the world that needs to be cut off... However, a person who can slander others' innocence at will is definitely not a good person!"
Monk Yuanshan picked up his heavy Zen staff, pointed at Lin Shangsu and said sternly: "Old bastard, I know you are worthless as soon as I see you... You are definitely not your father's biological child... You must have evil demon blood in you, I can't hide it from you!"
"Today, I will exorcise demons and monsters, eradicate a disaster for Liangyi Heaven, and eliminate a disaster for Qingyang Lin Clan..."
Lin Shangsu was so angry that he jumped up and down. He said sternly: "Yuanshan, stop playing crazy and making trouble. You, you, you..."
Monk Yuanshan roared, stomped his feet hard, and raised the Zen staff in his hand.
Lin Shangsu roared angrily, lightning surged around him, and the giant eye of thunder in the sky suddenly opened and locked onto the yelling monk Yuanshan.
But the air behind Lin Shangsu suddenly twisted, and a thin crack appeared in the void, and a heavy Zen stick silently smashed out from the crack. The power of this attack was at least thirty times stronger than the sneak attack from behind just now!
Lin Shangxuan didn't even have time to give a warning before there was a loud bang. The lightning all over Lin Shangsu's body was smashed into pieces, and his entire upper body completely disintegrated. Before the blood mist could even splash, it was completely annihilated by the inky black Buddha light attached to the Zen staff!
Lu Yi was horrified.
The Hell-Suppressing Buddha Light cultivated by Monk Yuanshan is also so strange.
In the dark Buddha light, he clearly felt a strong and strange aura, and it was also filled with a thick deathly silence.
This feeling is hard to describe.
The general taste is a bit like a few thousand-year-old fox spirits that have been dead for a long time. After being buried in coffins for countless years, their stiff corpses turned into zombies and returned to the human world to continue causing trouble.
Cunning, unpredictable, but also lifeless and full of all kinds of ominous negative forces.
"This second uncle is truly... a talent!" Lu Yi could clearly feel that after Monk Yuan Shan appeared, the entire momentum of the Qingyang Lin family suddenly declined.
Monk Yuanshan's "deterrent power", or "famous reputation", is at least ten times greater than that of his fellow apprentices Yuanding and Yuanjue combined. Otherwise, how could Lin Shangxuan and Lin Shangsu, who were fighting fiercely just now, stop and reason with Monk Yuanshan?
Two thighs fell from the air.
Lightning flashed and plasma surged, accompanied by Lin Shangsu's angry roar. In the sky full of lightning, his upper body quickly regenerated. This time, as soon as his immortal body was recondensed, his body shook and turned into a flash of lightning and fled back to the heavenly palace, not daring to face Monk Yuanshan at close range.
When Lin Shangsu fled, Lin Shangxuan also shuddered, his body shook, and he turned into an invisible breeze and fled back to Lin Taiyi.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Lin Shangxuan looked back and saw the place where he was just now. A very thin black crack suddenly appeared in the air, and a Zen stick had already extended half of it, and then suddenly retracted.
Lin Shangxuan felt a chill down his spine!
Monk Yuanshan had already attacked him, but he didn't notice anything unusual and didn't sense any strange signs!
This method is so terrible!
No wonder, before, Monk Yuanshan was able to cause unrest among several major Taoist sects with his own strength, and finally forced the Taoist saints to come forward to suppress the chaos completely!
"Yuanshan, you bald thief, you are so shameless!" Lin Shangxuan stood beside Lin Taiyi, released a flag with green light and wrapped his whole body, then pointed at the monk Yuanshan who was standing in the air with his Zen stick raised high and cursed him angrily.
"How strange." Monk Yuanshan stared with his eyes wide open, looking confused. "How come one of you got blown up and the other fled in a panic before I even made a move?"
Shaking his head, Monk Yuanshan shouted to Monk Yuanding, "Brother, you have to testify for me. I just raised the Zen staff and didn't do anything, but the donor's body was shattered... It wasn't us who did it."
Lin Shangsu and Lin Shangxuan were furious, their lips trembling. They wanted to argue with Monk Yuanshan, but where could they find evidence?
Truly, Monk Yuanshan's magical powers were too mysterious, and they had no idea or perception at all. One of them was actually hit by two Zen sticks, while the other was lucky enough to escape in advance and was not harmed.
There is absolutely no evidence and they haven't caught the criminals in the act. How can they reason?
Lin Taiyi stood up slowly, and lightly waved the jade ruyi in his hand. Suddenly, a fairy light as clear as water fell from the sky and turned into a huge crystal dome, covering the entire heavenly palace and all the belongings of the Lin family.
With a bang.
Before the crystal dome was completely formed, a pitch-black Zen stick suddenly shot out from the void behind Lin Taiyi and collided violently with the fairy light that was falling from the void.
A large amount of immortal light was shattered, and the black Zen staff was like a timid but ferocious poisonous snake. After missing the first strike, it immediately darted back into the void and was no longer seen.
Lin Taiyi's expression suddenly changed.
Three fist-sized starlight beads flew up beside him with a whistling sound, spinning rapidly around him, and transformed into three dazzling starlight rainbows that surrounded him - he did not notice anything unusual during the sneak attack just now, and the Zen stick actually appeared from behind him!
If he had not been cautious by nature, and had not promptly and in advance scattered a ray of his own refined Three Talents Separation and Combination Divine Light, which was considered to have the strongest defensive power among all the Taoist magic powers of the Qingyang Lin family, he would have probably suffered the same fate as Lin Shangsu!
Being hit by a Zen stick for no reason is unlikely to be fatal for a Taoist master, but it is embarrassing!
Lin Taiyi stared at Monk Yuanshan with an ugly face: "I never thought, I never thought, the Prison-Suppressing Xuanguang Buddha would have such good fortune... Hehe, four Buddhas in one sect, the Prison-Suppressing Sect will rank fourteenth in Buddhism from now on!"
Without waiting for the three great monks Yuan Ding, Yuan Shan and Yuan Jue to reply, Lin Taiyi's tone suddenly became extremely cold and stern: "However, how can my Qingyang Lin family allow you to be insulted? Your Zhenyu lineage, in the final analysis, is just four Buddhas, nothing more!"
Monk Yuanshan put down the Zen stick he had raised high, and seemingly casually poked it into the air. He reached his right hand into his sleeve, took out a huge pot cake, tore off half of it with a "swish", stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it with a "squeak".
A rich aroma of oil filled the air, and the pot cake was actually filled with pork and green onion stuffing!
While eating a pot cake, Monk Yuanshan said with a smile: "Well, let's have a fight... Big Brother will serve Master and will not leave Daning Temple easily. Third Brother will stay at Lion Ridge, which is the eastern gate of Buddhism, and he cannot leave easily. As for me, I have nothing to do and travel outside all year round."
Licking his lips vigorously, Monk Yuanshan took a big bite of the Guokui, squinted his eyes and looked at Lin Taiyi and said with a smile: "How about you, the members of the Qingyang Lin family, never leave Qingyang Mountain in the future?"
Mrs. Lin felt a chill all over her body!
Monk Yuanshan has a bad reputation. He is a vicious monk who will do anything to achieve his evil ends. He is also a crazy monk who is extremely vicious. Even when he was still a great bodhisattva, he was already difficult enough to deal with.
Now, he is a Buddha...
If a Buddha put aside his pride and waited outside Qingyang Mountain, he would specifically hunt down the descendants of the Qingyang Lin family who went out!
This... In the entire Liangyi Heaven, no sect, no family can afford such a turmoil!
In particular, Lin Taiyi had just personally experienced the strange methods of Monk Yuanshan.
He really didn't notice any unusual movement from the Zen stick that attacked him from behind!
After hesitating for a while, Lin Taiyi took a breath.
With a hint of frustration, a hint of rage, and a hint of hysteria that wanted to tear something apart, preferably to tear apart the troublemaker Lin Haoran, Lin Taiyi lowered his voice and said softly: "As the saying goes, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one... The Liangyi Tiandao Sect and the Buddhist Sect have always been on good terms."
Lin Shangxuan and Lin Shangsu's faces changed slightly - their elders were going to give in? Were they mistaken? The overall strength of the Qingyang Lin family was far superior to that of the Prison-Suppressing Bald... They had eleven Taoist masters, eleven of them, while the Prison-Suppressing lineage only had four Buddhas!
If everyone displays their troops and fights face to face, the Zhenyue lineage will definitely lose!
Why should you give in?
It's so shameful!
The two looked at each other and reached into their sleeves at the same time.
Lin Taiyi's attention was focused on the three great monks on Lu Yi's side, and he didn't even notice the little movements of the two younger ones.
Monk Yuanjue said coldly: "What happened today is not our fault!"
Monk Yuan Ding took out a string of Buddhist beads, slid them around one by one, and smiled calmly.
Monk Yuanshan ate his pot cake while nodding vigorously: "Third Junior Brother is right. We are all good monks who are pure in mind, kind to others, compassionate, and willing to save all living beings. How could we be wrong? All of our disciples are good monks. If we fight with others, it must be someone else's fault... It is certain people who think that our disciples are easy to bully and deliberately come to our door to cause trouble!"
Monk Yuanshan said this!
Lu Yu carefully touched his conscience.
Are you a good monk, a good monk, or a kind monk?
Uh, Monk Yuanshan said yes, so that’s it!
We must support what our second uncle says!
Lu Yi put his hands together, and made a solemn gesture, putting his facial expression in a straight and dignified manner, with a face full of compassion. He even used his magic power to polish his face, quietly polishing away the slight ridges on his face caused by overly knotty and developed muscles, making it as smooth and tender as the skin of a 28-year-old girl.
Monk Yuanjue said in a deep voice: "Second Senior Brother is right. The disciples of our Prison-Suppressing Sect are too honest and simple, just like the well-behaved disciples like Fahai, who are too low-key and calm on weekdays. Therefore, people all over the world think that they are easy to bully. Therefore, a playboy who doesn't know what he is talking about dares to fabricate charges at will and frame the true Buddhist lineage of our Prison-Suppressing Sect!"
Monk Yuanshan ate the pot-lid-sized Guokui in two or three bites, and then took out a basket of hot beef-stuffed buns and ate them in big mouthfuls. He said vaguely: "Good people are often bullied, and good horses are often ridden... Alas, we are too compassionate and kind... Brother Fahai, you have suffered!"
Monk Yuanshan turned around, glanced at Lu Yi, and blinked quickly.
Lu Yi was stunned for a moment, then he opened his mouth and a mouthful of golden blood plasma flowed out like a stream. He whispered, "Disciple...disciple...disciple has brought shame to the master."
Monk Yuan Ding glanced at Lu Yi, and the four-faced, six-armed angry Buddha statue above his head let out an earth-shattering roar: "Seriously injured!"
Monk Yuanshan frowned, and there was a hint of tears in his voice: "Could it be that today I am going to send off the young with my old hair?"
Monk Yuanjue curled his lips and quickly glanced at the bald heads of his two senior brothers and his own disciple. White-haired people? Black-haired people? Haha, you must at least have "hair" first!
With drooping eyelids, Monk Yuanjue whispered, "The Zhenyu lineage will not tolerate bullying. They falsely accused my Buddhist lineage disciple and beat him so badly that he was on the verge of death... We must settle this account..."
Lin Taiyi frowned: "Three Taoist friends, don't go too far."
Monk Yuanjue sneered, "Then, who was wrong? What did my disciple do? How can you be a direct descendant of the Qingyang Lin family? Are you more noble than my Zhenyu lineage? You can come to my house for no reason, make trouble out of nothing, and seriously injure him like this?"
Gradually, the three great monks Yuan Ding, Yuan Shan and Yuan Jue came to the crystal dome outside the heavenly palace. They were only about three feet away from Lin Taiyi, separated by a layer of faint divine light, and began to discuss things in a low voice.
Lu Yi stretched his ears and heard words like "Who is responsible for this?", "How much compensation should be given?", "Who will clean up the mess afterwards?" In short, the three great monks, plus an old ancestor of the Qingyang Lin family, were bargaining like four experienced profiteers, without any of the lofty and untainted attitude that a Taoist master or Buddha should have.
But it is obvious that in the face of Monk Yuanshan, Lin Taiyi showed great restraint and tolerance.
His face had become as ugly as if his father had died, but he was still bargaining seriously and patiently with the three monks... Even though Monk Yuanshan was like a rogue who specialized in kicking widows' doors, opened his bloody mouth and demanded a sky-high compensation, he did not get angry at all and continued to patiently negotiate the conditions!
Lu Yi approached Yin Yuan and Bai Yuan and sighed, "It's easy to be the patriarch of a big family... If your children and grandchildren cause trouble, you might have to take the blame... Tsk, what do you think is the best outcome for Lin Haoran after he returns?"
Yin Yuan glanced at Lu Yi and whispered, "I don't care what happened to that guy... But congratulations, congratulations!"
Yinyuan bowed to Lu Yi with a playful smile, not hiding the envy and jealousy on his face at all!
Inexplicably, the three great monks of the Zhenyue lineage were all promoted to Buddhas!
With three Buddhas as his backers, Lu Yi's back suddenly became stiff in the Buddhist sect of Liangyi Heaven! Apart from the 13 true disciples of the Buddha, who else in the vast Buddhist sect could be stronger than his backers?
All around, many idle people who had fled before returned one after another.
It looked like this war could not be fought.
Didn’t you see that Lin Taiyi took the initiative to surrender and started negotiating terms with the three great monks?
That's right. In today's Liangyi Heaven, the general atmosphere between Buddhism and Taoism is that peace is the most valuable. There is no fundamental conflict of interest between the two sides, and there is no need for a Buddha-level bloody battle to break out!
What's the point of fighting and killing?
If there is any conflict, for example, if an ignorant youngster causes trouble or misfortune, the elders on both sides can sit down and negotiate calmly. Isn't it just a sacrifice of some external things? Why make it bloody and make the fight bloody?
Then, all the idle people returned and stood at a distance, gesturing towards this side.
The dozen or so great bodhisattvas who had run the fastest and the farthest were also the ones who came back the fastest. Their eyes lit up as they stared at the three newly-promoted Buddhas, who had auspicious clouds on their heads, Buddha light lingering around them, and whose bodies were condensed into precious light garlands. Their blood was surging and they could not help themselves.
They were all thinking that although they were not true disciples of the Zhenyue lineage, if they were willing to take the initiative to join the sect, the three new Buddhas should not mind recruiting a group of outer disciples, right?
Seeing that the Zhenyue lineage is bound to rise and become the most powerful force in Buddhism besides the existing thirteen Buddhas, if we don’t catch up and cling to them now, when will we wait?
At the same time, in Liangyi Heaven, Eastern Region, in the extreme east, bordering the boundless ocean, where countless earth veins converge, there stands a sacred mountain.
The mountain is not high, the main peak is only three thousand feet high.
The mountain is not big, only about three hundred miles in radius.
However, the Dao rhyme in the mountain is so rich that it almost condenses into substance, and the spiritual energy is vast, with spiritual mist lingering all over the ground. Every flower, grass, sand and stone here are soaked in the endless Dao rhyme, washed by the infinite spiritual energy , and traced back to the source, from the acquired to the innate. Even the most inconspicuous stone, placed in the outside world, is a rare treasure worth a lot of money.
The name of the mountain is Baiyang.
In the mountain, there is a saint who calls himself "Master Baiyang". He once listened to lectures under the Taoist master and is the spiritual leader of the "Qingyang Sect", which has the greatest potential power in Taoism.
Originally, this sage called himself "Bai Yang", and this mountain was once named "Bai Yang Mountain". There is no doubt that this Taoist name and the name of the Taoist temple were derived from the "Qing Yang", the mount of the Taoist ancestor, and the "Qing Yang Mountain" where the Taoist ancestor preached.
The name "Bai Yang" was used by this sage for many, many years.
Afterwards, I don’t know when it started, but this sage made great progress in his cultivation and realized some secret, so he changed "Aries" to "Bai Yang", which has been used ever since.
There are not many human traces in the huge Baiyang Mountain.
Master Baiyang has five disciples who are Taoist masters, all of whom are great masters of the Taoist sect. They have founded their own sects and are powerful figures in the Taoist world. Master Baiyang likes peace and quiet, and usually does not allow his disciples to disturb him. In Baiyang Mountain, besides himself, there are only some servants.
A clear stream meanders out from Baiyang Mountain and merges into a big river.
Where the clear stream flows into the river, the water is wide and there are dozens of white sails on the river. They are fishermen from the nearby villages singing songs and casting nets to fish.
This clear stream comes from Baiyang Mountain. There is a specialty called "white fish" in the stream. The fish meat is precious and can be compared to top-level rare medicines. If you can catch one and sell it to those cultivators and immortals, you can definitely sell it for a sky-high price.
No true immortal dares to cast spells to catch fish at the gate of Baiyang Mountain, but these mortal fishermen are not subject to this restriction.
A gorgeous sheep, whose entire body was snow-white except for a pair of coiled horns that looked as if they were made of gold, was quietly crawling on a large rock where the clear stream flows into the river. It was holding a few herbs that shone with a faint fairy light in its mouth and chewing them in small bites.
Born thin, short and of ordinary appearance, Master Baiyang, who looked like a village teacher, was sitting cross-legged on a big rock, holding a book in his left hand, resting it comfortably on his knees, and in his right hand holding a juicy sorghum stalk that he got from nowhere, and eating it happily with a "crunch" sound as if he was chewing sugarcane.
Spitting out a mouthful of residue, Master Bai Yang knocked on Bai Yang's head with the sorghum stalk in his hand and said, "Fool, don't think that these magical herbs are good things... Every plant, every tree, every cup of tea, every meal in this world has its own supreme Dao rhythm. Here, have a bite?"
Aries tilted his head and glanced at Master Baiyang with disdain.
"You are so bold, you dare to stare at me." Master Bai Yang shook his head and patted Bai Yang's head heavily: "Look at the sky, there will be a heavy rain in the evening. Well, what should we make for dinner?"
"Get a pot of lipstick oil, cut two pots of fat mutton and eat it in the pot?"
"Which do you think is better, goat meat or mutton?"
"As for goat meat, I'm afraid it has a bit of a muttony smell... But as for mutton, the taste is a bit lacking. Tsk, look at you, look at you, you've eaten so many good things, but the medicine can't digest them quickly, and you're left with these plump pieces of pork belly!"
Patting Aries' round belly hard, Master Baiyang swallowed his saliva.
Aries swallowed the herbs in his mouth in one gulp and spit at Master Baiyang.
Master Bai Yang laughed, "Forget it. Seeing how stingy you are, let's get down to business. What are we having for dinner? Are we going to Granny Huang's stewed pig's feet or Widow Pan's tofu pudding?"
Aries glanced at Master Baiyang, raised his right front leg, and gently drew the word "Pan" on the hard stone with his hoof!
“Widow Pan!” Master Bai Yang smiled and clapped his hands, nodding his head continuously: “Well, it seems that you and I are of the same opinion…”
A bright light exploded in Master Bai Yang's sleeves, and a faint buzzing sound was heard.
Master Bai Yang was stunned and frowned. "Which little fellow caused trouble again and came to an old man like me for support? Tsk, ouch, my waist hurts... My waist hurts so badly... A few years ago, when I was sweeping away the demons and evil spirits, my old waist was hit hard by the Li Peng Demon Lord's life magic pill. These years, whenever it's cloudy and rainy, it hurts so much!"
“Hey, hey…”
Master Bai Yang tilted his head, staring at his sleeves that were constantly flashing with clear light, and did not move for a long time.
So, the clear light kept flashing.
Then, the 'buzzing' sound continued.
After a long while, Master Bai Yang and Bai Yang looked at each other and said, "Those bastard disciples of mine don't have the guts to keep harassing me. Whose debt collector is this?"
With a sigh, Master Bai Yang reached into his sleeve with a worried look on his face, slowly took out a palm-sized jade talisman shaped like an autumn cicada, and weakly tapped it lightly.
An extremely thin glow of light appeared, and in the glow, a faint green word "Lin" appeared.
"Hmm? Hmm? Sure enough, it's not those bastards in our own family... Lin family of Qingyang, are they... Did the ancestral temple collapse? Why are they reporting a death in such a hurry?" Master Baiyang muttered some nonsensical words, sighed, and dragged his feet. It took him a full cup of tea to recite a long and boring spell to lift the ban, and then he finally lifted the ban on the jade talisman.
What happened outside the 49th city of Zhenzi instantly came into his mind.
Master Bai Yang was stunned. He looked up in astonishment and looked in the direction of the Demon Suppression Ridge. "Interesting, interesting. The only three true disciples of the second generation of the Prison Suppression Lineage actually achieved Buddhahood at the same time? Hiss, the Prison Suppression Lineage is not a good thing. I'm afraid you little bastards down there will be trouble in the future."
Frowning, Master Bai Yang muttered, "Especially that little bald donkey Yuan Shan, he is really a worthless person. He actually also achieved Buddhahood? Shocking! This shows that the Buddhist tradition of Liang Yi Tian is indeed an evil and heretical one, and definitely not a legitimate tradition... How can such a person cultivate to become a Buddha?"
Shaking his head, Master Bai Yang formed seals with his hands and chanted the mantra. Amid the long incantation, self-sealing mysterious Taoist seals quietly lit up in his eyes and ears, and then transformed into wisps of Taoist rhythm that merged into the surrounding breeze.
On the surface of his body, large patches of exquisite Taoist patterns that seemed to be formed by nature lit up one after another. Master Bai Yang, whose aura was originally the same as that of an ordinary old man, gradually became more vast and ethereal.
He was sitting on a big rock. When you looked over, you could see Master Baiyang, every hair, every eyelash, and every detail of him. You could know for sure that you saw a living person sitting here.
As he continued to untie the many strange seals he had placed on himself, he seemed to have turned into a boundless pool of clear water, and the Baiyang Mountain and all its scenery were like a drop of fragrant ink, dripping into the boundless clear water.
The ink slowly spread out.
Therefore, you can no longer separate him from the Baiyang Mountain area.
You see him clearly, but you cannot realize his existence. You only feel that endless landscape is coming towards you, wrapping you up, seeping into every pore of your body, and trying to assimilate you completely!
If there is a True Immortal with insufficient cultivation next to Master Baiyang at this moment, and if he cannot stabilize his mind, then he will really be like a tiny drop of ink dropped into the ocean, and will be directly assimilated by the Taoist rhyme surging from Master Baiyang, and will lose his self and forget his true self, and all marks of his existence as an 'individual' will be wiped out, and he will become a tiny ray of light in the infinite power of Master Baiyang!
“It’s time to give them a beating!” Master Bai Yang slowly stood up and kicked the fat and strong white sheep. “The Prison-Suppressing Sect needs a beating. The three new Buddhas are great, but if you want to let that junior Zhenyu Xuanguang know, they are just three Buddhas.”
"Also, their promotion was very abrupt." Master Bai Yang muttered in a low voice: "Although I have sealed my five senses and six consciousnesses, blocked the connection between heaven and man, and practiced in seclusion here to seek a quiet life in recent years, but before I sealed myself off, I also predicted the fortunes of many Buddhist sects... If the Prison Zhen lineage is to rise, it will be ten thousand years later! At that time, the little thief bald Zhenyu Xuanguang will be protected by the great Buddhists, and will be able to obtain the position of Buddha Lord and join the ranks of our generation. That will be the time for his Prison Zhen lineage to shine."
"The three little bald donkeys under him want to attain Buddhahood, but they have to follow the little thief bald man Zhenyu Xuanguang."
"But the time has been advanced?"
“This is not right!”
"Either someone in the Buddhist sect has some evil intentions... or, there is a problem within our own family." Master Bai Yang shook his head, pinched the jade talisman in the shape of an autumn cicada, and muttered a few words in a low voice. Five extremely thin rays of light shot up into the sky, turned in the extremely high void, and headed in five different directions.
"Little bastards, get ready. Wow, it's going to be lively again."
Master Bai Yang sat sideways on the back of the goat, tapped its golden horns, and pointed in the direction of the Demon Suppression Ridge: "Be more diligent and run as hard as you can... The Qingyang Lin family is simply ridiculous. They are scared into submission by three little thieves... No, to be more precise, they are scared into submission by a little thief with a bad reputation?"
"How can we trust them to guard the Qingyang Mountain Ancestor Temple with such behavior? They are truly bringing shame to the Taoist sect!"