Eight hundred miles away from Biyun Blessed Land, there is a mountain peak more than three hundred feet high, called Dongyuan Mountain.
There is a mountain stream in Dongyuan Mountain, called Jiuyuan.
There are ancient trees on both sides, rugged rocks, steep mountains, and old vines climbing rocks.
For ordinary people, there is no way to pass, but there is a simple and simple mountain in Jiuyuan.
The Taoist temple is located at the junction of the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.
This temple looks to be old and has not been repaired for a long time.
The corners of the white wall have exposed the green bricks inside, and many places are covered with moss.
Green vines are climbing on the wall of the Taoist temple.
The two doors, which were originally supposed to be black, have long since lost their paint.
On the door, there is a beautiful plaque carved with fine red sandalwood, which reads the three gilded characters of Dongling Temple.
However, the gold paint on the three characters has faded away.
Less, with a little bit of grayish white.
"I know who will wake up first from the big dream.
It's really a lively place today.
All kinds of monsters and ghosts come to my Dongyuan Mountain to join in the fun."
A chuckle rang out, the slightly old voice was a little deep, but the words were like bells and drums ringing together, echoing inside and outside Dongyuan Mountain.
At the same time, an old man with crane hair and childlike face walked out of the Taoist temple, with clouds of clouds steaming from the top. , three lotuses seem to bloom As if closed, all kinds of incredible scenes evolved around the clouds.
All the worldly phenomena were like bubbles in dreams, and the natural mountains and rivers were like mirages.
They passed by in an instant.
The silver whisk in the hand flickered in the air, and thousands of silver threads turned into streams of light and shot toward the void.
As soon as the stream of light flew a few feet away, a large dark gourd suddenly appeared in mid-air.
The mouth of the gourd was facing downwards, and thousands of golden yellow sands poured out, mixed with black smoke and demonic fire.
All the streams of light were shattered into pieces, and then entangled towards the old Taoist.
The yellow sand turned into a sandstorm, and the magic fire turned into a heat flow, directly covering the Taoist temple where the old Taoist was.
The vegetation, rocks, and residual branches and swamps that were touched by the yellow sand from the magic fire turned into countless red and yellow residual smoke, which dissipated with the wind.
"Some of the meaning seems to be magic sand, but it is mixed with Buddhist teachings.
You are the disciple of the Dharma King of the Qing Dynasty."
Facing the entangled yellow sand magic fire, the old Taoist smiled, waved the dust in his hand, and a The fresh air flew out, and the surrounding yellow sand suddenly turned into vitality and returned to the heaven and earth, nourishing the broken land around it.
Countless vegetation regenerated, and the scenery returned to the original in a few moments.
"Who are you?"
an exclamation came from where the black gourd was.
A fat Toutuo wearing a red cassock, a face like cinnabar, and a golden hoop looked at the old Taoist with horror on his face.
At this time, he was full of fat.
Rou's fat face trembled and twitched, and cold sweat broke out uncontrollably, as if he was suffering from epilepsy.
"Let me think about who the old Taoist is."
The old Taoist who had just teased the other party obviously intended to continue teasing the fat Toutuo.
He shook the dust in his hand, and the strands of Qi on Fat Toutuo's body were led to the ground.
His originally plump figure suddenly disappeared.
Getting slender little by little , finally when he became Shou Toutuo, he said helplessly: "I gave up my original name five hundred years ago.
Now you can call me Dongming Sanren.
Now, you also know what you want to know."
Please go ahead with peace of mind."
After saying that, he moved the whisk in his hand again, and thousands of silver lights rose up.
When they were about to fall, they heard the sound of the Buddha's chant.
Then, a ray of golden light fell from the sky.
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At first, the golden light was no more than the thickness of a silk thread.
The moment the Buddha's trumpet sounded, it suddenly expanded and spread into a sea of auspicious light and clouds. , wearing a bright red cassock, sitting in the air on the golden lotus young monk, holding a pure gold prayer wheel inlaid with the seven Buddhist treasures in his left hand, and a treasure wheel suspended behind his head.
The color of the treasure wheel is divided into nine colors, among which the rays of light rotate endlessly.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the speed and direction of the rotation of the rays of light are not consistent.
Under subdivision, the treasure wheel can be divided into nine layers.
Each layer is filled with flickering lights and talismans.
The text is densely covered with countless Buddhist and Taoist secret patterns that look like countless tadpole and fish text.
As the stream of light turns, countless colorful clouds burst out.
Seeing thousands of falling silver lights, the monk chanted the Buddha's name, and the treasure wheel behind his head shone brightly.
The surrounding auspicious clouds covered the top, and the fragrance was filled.
The void suddenly turned into a golden world.
At the same time, the nine-layer treasure wheel except the core one, the other eight Each flew out of the heavy treasure wheel Golden devas, dragon gods, Shura, Yaksha, Garuda, Gandharva, Kinnara, Mahulaka and other eight tribes, then the golden lotus bloomed in the sky, and the calming fragrance spread to all sides.
A piece of golden light spread out, blocking thousands of silver lights.
"Huh?"
Dongming Sanren looked at the treasure wheel behind the monk's head for a long time and said in surprise: "It's interesting.
You have practiced Buddhist mantras to such an extent.
If you go further, you can be called the founder of a sect."
"It can't be compared to a real person who entered the immortal way from the human realm and attained immortality in the immortal way."
The monk looked at Dongming Sanren with fear on his face.
He stretched out his hand and a ray of golden light fell down, turning into a lotus platform to hold the "fat" Toutuo.
Dots of golden light blended into it to restore the original source.
After being mutilated, Wei Wei sighed: " I was once in a state of tranquility and sensed that a person who would be in conflict with my Qing country would appear in this world soon.
I wanted to say hello to the same person before proceeding, but I didn't want my disciple to eavesdrop on the conversation between me and the general.
Talk, please forgive me for coming here first."
"Eavesdropping" Dongming Sanren sneered, without revealing the key point, and said bluntly: "Since you, the Qing Kingdom's Imperial Master, have spoken, I will not continue to quarrel with this junior, but I, Dongyuan Mountain, will not stay.
Idle people, please leave on your own.”
When the monk heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and asked: "This person is entangled with our Qing Dynasty, but we can't let him go.
Please open the door for convenience and allow us to stay here for half a day to catch him."
"Half a day" Dongming Sanren smiled, then his expression changed, he waved the dust in his hand and said: "Don't say half a day, even a quarter of an hour, get out of here now" Then a strong wind came out, and the monk showed an angry look on his face.
The treasure wheel behind his head was blazing brightly.
He wanted to stop the strong wind, but he didn't expect that this strong wind seemed to be strong, but in fact it was so soft and wonderful that it lightened the golden void around him. , sweeping out Dongyuan Mountain.
"Master, why do you respect that person so much?"
Sitting on the lotus platform, absorbing the golden light, the "fat" Toutuo looked like a golden Arhat.
He asked his question to his master, but he didn't want his master not to have it.
After giving the slightest answer, he was about to ask again, but the agility in his pupils turned into dullness in the next moment.
After putting his hands together and saluting the monk above, he sat cross-legged on the golden lotus platform and slowly recited unknown scriptures.
On the other side, after the Dongming stragglers swept the two criminals out of Dongyuan Mountain, they said to the other side: "After watching the show for so long, shouldn't you come out and explain your origins to the old man?"
"Liu Qingyuan of the Taiyin Peak of Taiyuan Immortal Sect has met the immortal Dongming."
On the edge of the Taoist temple, Liu Qingyuan, holding the Seven-tone Wonderful Tree, appeared.
After saluting the monk Dongming, he stood aside and said nothing.
"Taiyin Peak" Dongming Sanren was stunned for a moment, then stared at the Seven-tone Wonderful Tree in Liu Qingyuan's hand and asked: "Who are you, Li Mingwei?"
Regarding Dongming Sanren's question, Liu Qingyuan was also stunned for a moment, and then replied: "It's the master":