Chapter 707: Burning lamp on trial

As soon as Xu Bodhi left, there was no news, and it seemed to be incognito as Yang Jian said.
Buddhism can't see any changes, and there is no rumor about Xu Bodhi in the world... Originally, many of the disciples who introduced the saints were quite low-key. Who knows who Xu Bodhi is?
Yang Jian took the jade talisman and sat in the back mountain all night before sighing softly.
"It's tasteless to eat, but it's a pity to throw it away, it's really tasteless."
"Master," Zixia asked in a low voice, "what is the pity of eating tasteless and discarding it?"
Yang Jian smashed the jade symbol into pieces, and the formation and the method of dissolving the formation were recorded in it. It was useless to keep this thing.
"A spiritual fetus that has not yet been born," Yang Jian explained indifferently, "If you have mastered such a key thing that can calculate and threaten Buddhism when you are young as a teacher, you will have to make a good plan and make more profit. Now, I don’t have any interest in doing these things."
Zixia smiled and said: "I don't quite understand what the master said, but the disciple thinks that if Master wants to use this to calculate Buddhism, and he is too lazy to do it, he can give it to those forces that oppose Buddhism."
Yang Jian looked at Zixia with great interest. The latter thought that she had lost many words, and quickly bowed her head not to say anything.
"Then you say, in this world, there are those big forces that are opposing Buddhism?"
"This...I don't know much about the outside world. If you don't talk about other people, Buddhism's great prosperity is already in place. It will inevitably squeeze the power of our Taoists. Isn't it good to tell the Yuxu Palace?
Yang Jian suddenly chuckled, looking at Zixia's a little nervous look, after a while, she couldn't help laughing again.
"Master, what are you laughing at..." Zixia whispered a little depressed.
She had already practiced in Meishan and went outside to walk around, but she had only heard people say that the world was surging, and she had no ability to calculate, let alone ponder these issues...
"Xia'er, you need to remember," Yang Jian's laughter gradually calmed down, "In fact, there is no such absolute opposition as you said in this world, and there is no good and evil that should be right."
"Mortals are chasing profits. That's not the case with monks. You see, in the world of practice, people often chant the devil and defend the way, but they are most afraid that a good word will mess up the human mind. In the end, it is just a group of demons dancing, and the thief shouting to catch the thief.
"You haven't experienced too much experience in the world, you don't know the greed of human heart, and the evil of human nature. If you want to go outside in the future, you really have to be more mindful."
After Yang Jian finished teaching his apprentice, he sat there quietly back to his senses.
"The most rare thing is three or five best friends, like-minded."
"Why does the Master feel so much," Zixia chuckled lightly, "It feels like Master has suffered a lot."
"I have your master guarding me, but I didn't suffer any loss," Yang Jian slowly shook his head, and then said again, "but your master will not guard as a teacher day and night, and you will not be a teacher for twelve hours in the future. Staring at you, you need to be more cautious."
"I know, Master!"
Zixia really wanted to complain about why Master was so nagging today, but when the words came to her lips, her little face was a little sad.
"Master, are you leaving Meishan again?"
"Well, it's been too long at home," Yang Jian smiled, "There are still too many things waiting for me to do outside, and the time left for me is always too little."
Zixia pursed her lips, held up her emotions, smiled at Yang Jian, and ran over to help Master pinch her shoulders and knock her legs.
"Master, when can I go out and practice? I have been in Meishan for too long, and I want to go for a while."
"Oh? Where do you want to go?"
"Walking around in five continents, and then going to see the big worlds around. It is said that there are many small worlds with picturesque scenery, and I want to see it too."
Yang Jian smiled and patted her head, quietly wrapping a ray of profound energy outside her spiritual platform.
If Zixia encounters a life or death disaster, the primordial spirit can use this profound energy to flee back to Yang Jian's side, which is equivalent to the apical blood left by Houtu Empress on Yang Jian's body.
"It's best to walk with friends," Yang Jian said, "It's a pity that Xiao Chan'er and Liu Ya have returned to the Wa Palace..."
"Master, I'm not looking for someone to fight, let alone looking for someone to fight," Zixia said in a low voice, "just use the method of change taught by Master to pretend to be a monk who goes out and relaxes."
"That's fine," Yang Jian nodded and agreed, "Remember to ask Senior Bai Ze to say hello before leaving the mountain."
Zixia nodded obediently, and immediately agreed.
Yang Jian saw the little cunning and hope in her eyes, and didn't know what she was thinking, so she left for a trip.
Regardless of this, Yang Jian still exhorted: "If it's a critical moment, you will declare your name and say that you are my disciple."
"I'm afraid they won't believe it."
Yang Jian suddenly laughed: "I almost forgot about it. I will go to Guanjiangkou to bring the Roaring Sky Dog back. The Roaring Sky Dog will be bored after staying there for a long time. Letting it accompany you to walk around is more than one thing. Good thing."
"Yes, Master."
Zixia was defeated embarrassingly, and Yang Jian said what she said, nodding her head repeatedly.
She was a little tired, Yang Jian asked her to go back to the courtyard to rest, leaving only Yang Jian in the attic, which became somewhat deserted.
Snarling Dog...
Yang Jian murmured a few times, and couldn't help but think of the three-pointed two-bladed spear that had been buried on the shore of the East China Sea.
The mysterious turtle brought a shining light, and the little eagle flew out, shouting happily around Yang Jian.
The magical power of this little eagle has not yet been revealed, and Yang Jian has not let it out; but Yang Jian can already perceive the extraordinary part of the little eagle... he has absorbed the massive vitality of Kunpeng’s corpse and has grown to such a stage. Kitty grew up, really wondering how terrifying it would be.
In comparison, the Sky Dog, who had been guarding the incarnation all the year round, could no longer keep up with Yang Jian's steps.
"It should find a way to improve its strength."
Yang Jian rubbed his eyebrows, but he hadn't figured out the reason for the stone fetus, and there was another worry.
These things, come one by one.
When he got up, Yang Jian stood up in the wind, and after leaving the Meishan formation, he fell directly into a canyon and escaped into the netherworld.
He went to the capital city first, and took the initiative to release his breath, and Yan Jun from the ten palaces was greeted by surprise.
Yang Jian opened the door and asked Jianshan: "How is Randeng's interrogation?"
King Qin Guang said: "True Monarch, the trial is almost complete. Even if the true Monarch does not come today, I will send his charges to Meishan in a few days."
Guilt?
At first, Yang Jian felt that this was the "Mandarin" of the Difu Yinsi, and they were used to it. But when a judge respectfully held the dossier, Yang Jian opened it and read a few lines, his face suddenly dark.
This old fellow, Randeng, is really a lot of dirty in secret.
At first, Yang Jian was worried about whether the eighteenth-layer could pry the mouth of the burning lamp. After all, the methods of the eighteenth were all for mortals and the powerful power that has been cultivated for countless years and the heart of the burning lamp. It might be useless.
At this point, Yang Jian really overestimated Randeng.
In ancient times, the somewhat chaotic and Hongda era will not be mentioned. Ran Deng personally confessed hundreds of sneak attacks to steal treasures.
Of course, this is the normal state of the monks, and even the commonplace in the ancient times, it is not a crime.
But for the purpose of practicing, Burning Lantern refines the true spirits to make lamp oil... In order to cultivate the realm of a blue lamp that will last forever, it refines the true spirits of a whole tens of yuan society; not to mention how these true spirits came, and How many prehistoric creatures are in the hands of Ran Lan.
Looking at the figure of Ran Deng, he is actually a typical ‘cultivator’.
I nurtured myself by seizing the essence of heaven and earth, but I have never had any feedback to heaven and earth; but the most annoying thing about burning a lamp is that he has never done any ‘good deed’, and he is a complete ‘cultivator’.
For the avenue, he will use whatever means; besides himself, it is Kun Yu.
"Since ancient times, how many powers are there as much as the way to burn a lamp?"
Yang Jian sighed softly, but Yan Jun did not dare to answer.
There are some things that Yang Jian can say, they dare not say anything.
It is mentioned in the case that before Burning Lantern worshipped into the Yuxu Palace, he had made an agreement with the two holy sages of the West in order to calculate Daomen luck.
Later, there was the matter of enshrining the gods, which was meant to be convenient for lighting the lamp, but Yang Jian was obstructed by it.
There is also a set of things like the Buddha Kingdom, the Buddha Realm, the Buddha Soldier, and the power of mind. They were actually worked out by the two of Ran Deng and Zhun Ti. It was a tentative attempt, but the effect was extraordinary.
Originally, the purpose of Buddhism was to open up a Buddha realm in the Netherworld where Buddhism believers could reincarnate, but I didn't expect that the Yinsi of the Underworld was so weak that there were no masters.
In the process of gradually encroaching on the Netherworld, Ran Deng took the lead and tried to take the six reincarnation discs into his hands.
The way that the lamp is built is inseparable from the Netherworld, and the blue lamp and the sarcophagus are buried objects; the lamp material is fixed, and there is his great opportunity in the six reincarnation discs, so he jumps up and down~EbookFREE.me~busy Zhang Luo after his busy schedule.
Zhunti moved as the burning lamp spoke, and became greedy for the six reincarnations, and forced the Ksitigarbha king, who commanded the Buddhist soldiers in the Netherworld, to take the capital city.
This provoked King Qin Guang Guanjiangkou for help, and Yang Jian was angry and slaughtered the Buddha.
After reading the case, Yang Jian's complexion was naturally ugly, but he was relieved soon...
"Fortunately."
"True monarch, how lucky?"
Yang Jian reluctantly smiled, without explaining anything.
Why are you lucky?
Yang Jian didn't directly cut off the lantern at the beginning, but bothered to discard the lantern and handed it over to the Yinsi for questioning. He was actually a little worried.
Worried that there will be shadows of powerful enemies behind the matter of Buddhism's revival of the Netherworld.
Now it seems that Buddhism should not have been infiltrated by those powerful enemies. After all, Lingshan is always under the care of heaven. The distance between the two saints of the West and the sanctification of the Sanqing master is not long. After sanctification, every move is different. Heaven is connected...
"Send this case to Yuxu Palace, where is the burning lamp at this time?"
"Being tortured in the sixteenth hell."
Yang Jian nodded, and said: "Verify his confession several times, and after confirming that there are no omissions, please give him a happy one. Although he is not ashamed of him, he is still a powerful man."
"Don't worry, true monarch, I can save it by waiting."
Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, left, and continued down after leaving the capital city.
At this time, the battle of the Netherworld had moved from the surface to the sea of ​​blood.
As soon as Yang Jian entered the sea of ​​blood, he noticed the chaos that was breaking out in the sea of ​​blood tens of thousands of miles away. He masked his breath and quietly leaned over.
Although Chu Qi is very relieved when he is sitting there, he still wants to see with his own eyes how much this group of bald witches have grown compared to when they first entered the Chaos Sea...
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