The Buddha’s eyes moved slightly like slow motion. When the line of sight moved to the right side of the youth, the teenager finally stopped.
Bai Meng asked him, "Is it golden cicada?"
The Buddha smiled shyly, but couldn’t hide his beaming taste. "It’s fortunate that things are really wonderful here. If you can’t bury those three demons, he’s afraid of being displaced now. Reluctantly went to heaven in the future. And continue to suffer. It’s really lucky that you returned to the throne of the Emperor of Heaven and he was spared a lot of suffering. "
Bai Meng looked puzzled: "It is said that Buddhism’s pursuit of hardship made him suffer. Isn’t it good, at least for you? "
The Buddha said, "No matter how hard you eat and how much true wisdom you realize at this time, it’s useless. Why don’t you go back with you and me so smoothly and practice again, and maybe even his luck!"
Suddenly, the Buddha laughed again: "The world is constantly changing, especially when it comes to you, the variables are even greater. What is calculated today will change tomorrow!"
There is no reason why this is so good. Bai Meng didn’t want to understand why the Buddha said this for a moment. It was only after he drank two more peach blossom wine statues that he suddenly realized that the Buddha was talking about that variable.
The subtlety of variables lies in whether they are good or bad. When your luck is good, the existence of variables makes you better, and when your luck is bad, it makes you worse.
Obviously, at this time, Bai Meng’s luck is hopeless, and following him will only be followed and will not suffer.
Bai Meng thought that the Buddha was indeed a lovely Buddha.
"Whether you can be in the big position in the future can also be regarded as the key. You need to set up a good training!" Buddha kindly reminded Bai Meng.
"Well, Tian Haozi … I will pay special attention to his nature. It will be wonderful and Miaomiao in the future!"
"You Xuandi are so narrow-minded. I clearly told you that all three late students are lucky!" Amitabha has to explain something.
"Well, yes, yes, I didn’t deny it!"
Bai Meng was absent-minded in coping with another thing, wondering whether to bring the people who fix the truth in Huangshan Wonderland back to Fangzhou and let them enjoy different treatment with themselves.
It’s just that he’s a little unsure whether these guys are still willing to follow themselves and maybe help the jade emperor after they go to heaven.
Maybe the Buddha was right. He was really narrow-minded, at least a guy who didn’t want to suffer any losses.
Amitabha said, "Why don’t I set up an avenue where anyone who can understand 120% can be escorted back to Xuandi in heaven?"
If the Buddha’s words are widely spread to the three realms, many people who fix the truth will be overjoyed. The Buddha’s Buddhism is difficult. Can’t you understand it?
Bai Meng shook his hand and said, "Don’t bother. Just listen to my words and you can follow me to heaven."
"But I don’t know which truth it is?"
Amitabha was surprised. He really didn’t expect Bai Meng to judge the future fate of these fix-true scholars with only one mantra. This is a great thing!
Bai Meng said without thinking, "Those who are willing to risk their lives with me will stand on the left, and all of them will stand on the right with the Jade Emperor!"
Amitabha is speechless and can only say: "Xuandi is a true temperament but a little narrow-minded!" "
Bai Meng said, "It’s all the same if the bodhi old zu is not careful. It’s not that I’m immoral for everyone to seek common ground without seeking differences!"
Bai Meng, in a hurry, sent flowers and plants and Shi Ji to Kunlun Wonderland to preach their own edicts. Here, Tianlong Zi was sent to make an inventory in Chixian County, but anyone who is willing to follow his life and death for a future can go back to heaven with him.
You can not only go back to heaven, but also get a self-cultivation place in the western paradise resort. You can have your own luck and adventure at any time for at least a thousand years, but it depends on the luck of each family.
This is a real good news, which spread all over Chixian in an instant. All factions of Buddhism, Taoism, Taoism, demons and ghosts have made choices, and most of them have chosen to follow Bai Meng except for the disciples of Tianxiangzong.
Three days later, more than 3,000 people gathered in the fairyland of Huangshan Mountain. Some of them had already reached the top grade of the immortals, while others were just a trail in the early days of Du Jie and even just entered the foundation.
It doesn’t matter, 10 thousand doesn’t matter. In the future, all the soldiers and generals will be on the battlefield. Since there is a big fairy to be the celestial being, there must be a little fairy fish and shrimp to be the green leaves.
Besides, their life and death are like that. Don’t worry about staying here. After all, there is no way out. You might as well take heaven with you. Even if you sacrifice it, it’s worth dying for the cause of jihad!
In Bai Meng’s mind, I want to give Tianlong Zi the title of a Tianlong Emperor, and let him lead all roads or order a Western fairy soldier or a Western fairy to sort it out.
Nowadays, anyone who wants to be sealed is a white man’s own word, and he doesn’t have to pay attention to heaven. At present, he is the one who wants to compete with the jade emperor, and whoever has a hard fist is the last word.
He can be a hundred immortals, and he can be a hundred immortals. Anyway, the bodhi old zu said that the two families have nothing to do with each other. After a thousand years, the winner will win the battle and the loser will win the universe … Nothing!
In the past, it was said that the winner was a prince and the loser was a coach. Now the stakes in his decisive battle with the Jade Emperor are really big, typical of high returns and high risks.
Anyway, it’s not an interesting hope to live a boring life for so many years and get such an interesting decree.
It is said that people living in the world is boring, and now Bai Meng feels that his life is even more boring. Fortunately, there is a very interesting thing to take a chance at the moment.
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Chapter three hundred and twenty-five Destroy the Wukong
It’s really lively at the moment!
Bai Meng looked on coldly and lay quietly in the bodhi lamp, looking at the heavens outside Gankun Mountain. The little fairies floated around like fireflies, thousands of them!
The Buddhist paradise, which has been silent for five thousand years, has finally begun to recover a little bit to its heyday.
Bai Meng took a statue of tripod, and it was the XuanYuanDing Bai Meng who made this tripod again for many times, and now he was finally satisfied with it. He gently blew a sigh and immediately flew out a figure from the tripod.
Who else will naturally be Chiyou-he seems to have greatly increased his strength now, even though he continues to practice in this tripod. The most gratifying thing is his golden body.
This human-god is really a creature. He was originally a golden dragon, but now he has a golden body. He was born with an undamaged body and an ordinary Jin Xian. There is no big difference, but the means are still insufficient.
Bai Meng threw the Xuanyuan tripod out to Chiyou, and said carelessly, "I’ll give you this tripod. I left a golden axe in the back of the mountain, which I earned by refining the tripod again. It’s a pity that it’s too powerful. You can’t use it at the moment, and when you really have the ability to live in Jin Xian, you can go to the back hill to get the golden axe yourself. But I don’t know if you can get it or not. It depends on your own luck!
Chiyou bowed down with great joy and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Chiyou!"
Bai Meng looked very satisfied and said, "You are still very direct, but I like that now that I have no power but also my own uniqueness, I will make you a human-god Yuanjun!"
When he said this, he gently raised his fingers. Fingertips condense into a chaotic essence, and a ray of red awn shines on the eyebrows of Chiyou, leaving a red bead to bloom with colorful light immediately.
As this pearl settles, it also overflows from Chiyou, and it is no different from the big fairy who is blessed by heaven and kissed by heaven.
Chiyou was overjoyed. The rest, Shi Ji and so on, also have their own expectations, and all of them have a look of joy.
Bai Meng ordered Chiyou to be Yuanjun. Some immortals are not convinced. What is this Chiyou? Chiyou is a character in Chixian. He is nothing here!
Guiguzi is most dissatisfied with his hard work and reincarnation. What he wants is to win a great honor. He was tied with Shi Ji and Xuanyuanzi in the past, and now Xuanyuanzi has sealed the throne of Xuanjiao. It’s even better than Yuan Jun, but I’m still an emperor, four or five grades apart. Now Bai Meng has sealed another Yuan Jun, but it’s not that I can’t be angry!
People are complicated, fairies are even more complicated, and they can only laugh it off. Guiguzi is the twelve emperors of that year. It’s too much to bestow a Yuan Jun, but it’s not particularly difficult to win a free and unfettered golden fairy and get a big fairy position.
Just … More or less, he has to continue to hone. At present, he may be a little anxious. As long as he can realize his anxiety clearly, he can achieve some great achievements.
Giving a Yuan Jun to Chiyou depends on whether the reputation of Chiyou and Wen can’t be easily belittled when Laojun gave Wen a Yuan Jun position in those years, or whether he should be given a Yuan Jun position first.
Shi Ji, Hua Caocao each received the position of Shi Ji Daxian and Wuji Daxian, which is considered as the position of Xiaoyao Jin Xian and Pansi Daxian are at the same level, but the strength is not enough to win Xiaoyao Jin Xian.
Back in Baimeng, Gankun Mountain, it seems that it is difficult to open an altar to preach as it used to be in Huangshan Wonderland. Most of them are looking around for old friends to teach, and Huang Lingzi opened an altar in Wanshou Mountain in the name of the immortal patriarch.
After coming for many years, the scenery of the western paradise resort has finally changed. The weather is getting cloudy and cold, and it is slowly snowing. After sleeping for about three days, I woke up to see that the whole Gankun Mountain is melted into this endless snow scene.
It’s more interesting to drink some spirits in this weather. The wine in heaven is always so sweet that it loses some of the fun of drinking.
Sitting on an open-air boulder, Bai Meng happily drank the spirits on earth and felt the cold wind.
A Taoist priest with a jade face and a silver robe quietly came over and knelt behind Bai Meng and said, "The monkey of the Great Emperor finally had an accident and was crushed by the Tathagata Buddha at the foot of Wuzhishan!"
Bai Meng sneered faintly: "Well, let’s go and see him!"
The Great Sage with Thousand Faces asked cautiously, "Do you want to save him? With your current strength and status, even if you save him, Tathagata and the Jade Emperor dare not disagree!"
Bai Meng frowned and smiled and said, "Let’s play it by ear. After all, it’s the old staff that can’t make him suffer too much!"
Hearing this, the Great Sage with a Thousand Faces showed a smile on his face and said, "Then I’ll make some arrangements here. There are hundreds of thousands of miles to go to the place where he suffered. The ostentation and extravagance of the Emperor of Heaven can’t be small!"
Bai Meng suddenly waved his sleeve and drove up a cloud and said, "Come with me. It’s just you and me. You don’t have to tell other immortals to make more troubles!"