Taiyi Immortal Cave, Golden Light Cave, Qianyuan Mountain.
At this moment, layers of immortal light surrounded them. From the Mountain Protecting Array to the Cave Protecting Array, and then to the hidden Heaven Concealing Array in the secret room, they had all been activated.
Perfected Taiyi would poke his head out from time to time to look at the abnormalities in the sky.
It looked as if the Dao Ancestor would appear behind them if they were not careful.
"This doesn't make sense."
Perfected Yu Ding whispered and looked down at the unconscious Nezha in front of him. He tapped Nezha's forehead with one finger.
Yu Ding naturally saw the broken scenes that surfaced in Nezha's heart. They were all scenes of Nezha interacting with the high-ranking servant, Wang Chang 'an, in Chentang Pass.
Wang Changan was naturally the alias that Li Changshou had used back then.
How could Nezha think of this?
Back then, the Dao Ancestor had used the origin power of the world to modify the memories of all living beings. Only Qi Refinement cultivators who had reached a certain level of cultivation and used their Great Dao to wrap themselves could resist it.
Or, they could work together to resist like how Perfected Yu Ding helped Taiyi and Duobao helped Fire Spirit.
Considering that Nezha and Yang Jian were gods in the Celestial Court, Perfected Yu Ding did not protect the two disciples at that time and allowed the Dao Ancestor to modify their memories about Li Changshou.
Nezha had forgotten the existence of Uncle Chang 'an. Li Jing had filled in the gap.
Yang Jian had also forgotten Taibai Jinxing's true background. There were many shadows of Taibai Jinxing in his memories, but his understanding had changed — he was just a messenger of the Jade Emperor. It was the Jade Emperor who had arranged all of this.
However, hundreds of years had passed. The Dao Ancestor's sealed memories were actually broken by Nezha …
Perfected Yu Ding probed carefully and said, "This is indeed unreasonable."
"No, it's very reasonable."
Perfected Taiyi stood at the side with his hands behind his back and said leisurely.
"Why?"
"I was just casually saying it." Perfected Taiyi smiled awkwardly. "It's fine. I'll just fight."
Yu Ding: "…"
"I'm wondering if this is some kind of scheme."
Yu Ding sighed and walked back to the praying mat at the side. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to meditate.
Perfected Taiyi went to his precious disciple's side and imitated him. He pointed at Nezha's forehead and carefully checked it.
The Perfected One thought carefully and said,
"Actually, it makes sense.
In this life, Nezha was closest to his Uncle Chang 'an. It could also be said that his Uncle Chang' an had the deepest influence on him.
However, from this, it could be seen that the blue ripples weren't erasing the creature's memories. Instead, they were sealing this impression.
Perhaps I can find a way to restore his complete memories of Uncle Chang 'an. "
Perfected Yu Ding said,
"I'm afraid that it's another scheme. The Dao Ancestor wants Chan School to go against the Celestial Court and break Teacher's eternal undefeatable luck. Then, he will attack Teacher.
Now, in the world, Zhun Ti was dead. Third Uncle-Master was imprisoned somewhere. Uncle-Master was sealed in the Purple Cloud Palace. The Goddess of Mercy had long been restrained by the Heavenly Dao. The Saint who received him had lost his power a few days ago and had already retreated to the stage of the Primordial World.
Only our teacher is still safe and sound. "
Yang Jian said, "Master, I feel that there shouldn't be such a scheme."
Perfected Taiyi smiled and sighed. "Why? Do you think that the existence above the sky is afraid of embarrassing himself?
Ahem … So what if Nezha recovers his memories of Uncle Chang 'an?
The world is already like this. The Saint's sect has left and the Celestial Court has risen. Actually, your Uncle Chang 'an only has different opinions from Grandmaster. This situation is their consensus.
Since that's the case, why change? "
Perfected Yu Ding looked at Taiyi, who winked at Yu Ding.
He had to be steady and put on a show for the Heavenly Dao. If the Dao Ancestor was watching this place, he would have a higher chance of survival.
The way to survive in the Primordial World.
"Then what should we do?"
Yu Ding asked, "Should we let Nezha remember, or should we be safe and seal this portion of memories again?"
"Seal it." Perfected Taiyi's eyes were filled with reluctance. He quickly made up his mind. "I can only seal it."
Yu Ding stood up and walked to Nezha's side. He tapped Nezha's forehead a few times and gently chased away the shadow that appeared on Nezha's spiritual platform.
Perfected Taiyi wanted to say something but hesitated. His gaze was a little complicated.
Yang Jian was a little disappointed.
"Master, Uncle-Master, I feel that this memory is extremely important to us.
This has nothing to do with right or wrong, the structure of the world, or the battle between the sects. At the very least, we should know what happened and what disputes there were.
There should be an explanation for right and wrong, right and wrong. "
"What's the use of knowing that? What's the use of saying that? "
Perfected Taiyi shook his head and said seriously, "It can't change anything. It will only increase the troubles."
Yang Jian's eyes were clear and his expression was calm.
"However, if I don't even know the true face of this world, how can I have the face to say that I will uphold justice on behalf of the heavens? How can I have the face to be an immortal god of the Celestial Court?"
Perfected Yu Ding looked at his beloved disciple and said warmly, "Alright, I'll tell you something."
Perfected Taiyi smiled and said, "I'll go add a few more array formations."
"I'll do it."
Yu Ding said indifferently. Circles of colorful light rippled out from his forehead, enveloping the entire abode in fine light.
The sleeping Nezha smacked his lips. He was destined not to hear those words.
Perfected Yu Ding said,
"Yang Jian, you're much more mature than Nezha. You shouldn't lose control if I tell you these things.
What do you want to know?
Your background is deeply related to Nezha's' Uncle Chang 'an'. Your parents are considered his in-name disciples.
The reason why your Mysterious Technique is so powerful is because Uncle Chang 'an has given you many benefits.
Most of your memories should not have been modified. It was Taibai Jinxing who gave you the Mysterious Blood, led you to the Celestial Court, and protected you on the spiritual mountain. However, it was not the Jade Emperor's decree.
When he was in the Celestial Court, the Jade Emperor mostly listened to him.
During the years when Uncle Chang 'an was in charge of the Celestial Court, you, Nezha, and even the Three Sects of the Dao Sect were unable to breathe because of his arrangements.
I admire your Uncle Chang 'an the most.
He was the one who made the variables in your body disappear and gave you an opportunity that exceeded your original limit. "
Yu Ding sorted out his thoughts and continued,
"Actually, the person who killed the Saint is not Zhao Gongming and his wife. The person who killed the Saint is Zhao Gongming and your Uncle Chang 'an.
The killing of the Saint had fundamentally changed the fate of the Primordial World. As a result, the Dao Ancestor had no choice but to tear off his previous disguise and destroy Jie School with the Heavenly Punishment. He pushed for the God Conferment.
The scene was rather ironic.
In the ancient times, the Dao Ancestor kept saying that the Purple Cloud Palace would not appear in the world. In the end, he could not help but reveal a ferocious expression.
This actually means that Uncle Chang 'an is about to complete what he wants to do. The Dao Ancestor can't care about his dignity and directly attack to break his rhythm. "
Perfected Taiyi muttered guiltily,
"Junior Brother, is it okay to call the Dao Ancestor like that?"
Perfected Yu Ding said, "I cultivate my heart. It's a place that the Heavenly Dao cannot touch. The Heavenly Dao can deduce the three thousand Great Dao, but it can't deduce the hearts of all living beings.
Even if mortals were to indulge in the wildest fantasies, they could also construct strange and dazzling worlds.
No matter how much deduction power the Heavenly Dao has, it can't deduce what all living beings are thinking. He can only forcefully give thoughts and erase them. That's all. "
Taiyi and Yang Jian nodded at the same time.
At that moment, there seemed to be no generation gap between them.
They sat in the Golden Light Cave of Qianyuan Mountain and listened to Perfected Yu Ding tell the story of Uncle Chang 'an.
…
"Um …"
In the Ten Thousand Buddha Hall of the spiritual mountain.
The Buddhist Sect's Master sat quietly on the throne. His golden body, which was hundreds of feet tall, emitted a gentle light. Amidst the sound of the wooden fish and the chanting of sutras, he looked especially solemn.
In the middle of the golden body, there was a small house that looked like a mustard seed cosmos.
Daoist Duobao was sitting in the pile of treasures and calculating how many numinous treasures he had spent to forge the Great Golden Body. He was thinking about how he should lead the Buddhist Sect to victory in the future.
Since he was here, he would take it easy.
Although he had been the Hierarch for some years and had arranged the spiritual mountain in an orderly manner, and the Buddha's reputation was becoming more and more resounding in the world.
However, in the end, he was still not used to it.
Duobao did not know if it was his Uncle-Master's Dharma powers or the power of the Heavenly Dao that was constantly affecting his Dao heart, causing him to sometimes almost lose his emotions and only have his Dao nature.
It should be the power of the Heavenly Dao.
To put it bluntly, he, Duobao, was actually just a "numinous treasure person". If someone else were to sit in that position, the effect might be worse, but it was not impossible to replace him.
Duobao smiled bitterly and summoned a "Water Condensed Immortal Orchid Mirror" to look at himself in the mirror.
He had a dignified appearance, curly hair, fat body, and large earlobes.
"Ah." Duobao sighed.
He was no longer as carefree as before.
I wonder how Master is doing now. Have the surviving junior brothers and sisters suffered a calamity in the trichiliocosm?
He would cooperate and agree to come to the Western Sect to seize power because the Grand Supreme Elder had promised to take care of the Fire Spirit and the others …
All these years, Duobao had been thinking that if he could have half of Junior Brother Changgeng's strategy and half of his understanding of the Great Dao, he might be able to kill a saint and not be the "family thief" of the Western Sect.
Boring.
At that moment, he could not move his Dharma body or his main body. He was like a facade of the Buddhist Sect and could be considered the current pillar of the Buddhist Sect.
Now that the Saint did not appear, Eldest Senior Brother Xuandu of Ren School and Junior Brother Changgeng had left the world, Duobao was indeed one of the strongest experts. His strength was above those veteran mighty figures.
It was indeed a good arrangement for him to guard the Buddhist Sect.
At the end of the day, the Dao Ancestor did not take him seriously.
"Ah, Changgeng."
Duobao sighed softly. Just as he was about to sleep for a while, he saw two figures walking in from outside the hall.
They were Wen Shu and Ci Hang, the two "junior brothers and sisters".
Now, they were the Bodhisattva in charge of teaching matters. They were also famous scholars in the Primordial World.
Duobao perked up and activated his Dharma body. The golden body that was hundreds of feet tall shone brightly and slowly opened its eyes.
Wen Shu and Ci Hang entered the hall and slightly disrupted the frequency at which the monks at the side knocked on the wooden fish.
Wen Shu lowered his head and bowed. "Greetings, Buddha."
Duobao said slowly, "What's the matter?"
"Buddha," Wen Shu said. "There are already many monasteries in the five continents. There are even more monasteries in the Aparagodānīya Continent. There are countless living beings who have become disciples of Buddhism.
Now, the Buddhist precepts have been inherited from the Western Sect. Although they have been supplemented, they are not enough.
We have drafted the new precepts of the Buddhist Sect. Please take a look, Buddha. "
After saying that, Wen Shu slowly pushed a scroll towards Duobao and landed in the palm of the Dharma body.
Daoist Duobao took a few looks and felt that although there were many precepts, it was not a bad thing. If he could restrain the disciples of the Buddhist Sect, there would be less chaos in the world in the future.
He said, "Promote it according to the method of the Great Scholar."
Wen Shu smiled and said, "Yes, Buddha."
Ci Hang, who was at the side, continued, "Buddha, although there are many Buddhist monasteries in the South Continent, these monasteries cannot enter the prosperous places of the South Continent. Moreover, the Buddhist Dharma is spread among mortals. It is often biased and inaccurate.
Why don't we choose one or two accomplished monks to teach the Mahayana Buddhism in the South Continent? That way, we can protect the sect and also save all living beings. "
"That's good," Duobao said warmly. "Then let Guanyin be in charge."
Ci Hang wanted to say something but hesitated.
Whoever raised the problem would solve the problem?
That was done by a hands-off boss.
Duobao also felt a little embarrassed. A few streams of light condensed in the palm of his Dharma body and turned into a few emerald green branches that landed in the jade bottle in Ci Hang's palm.
Postnatal Spirit Root, willow branch.
After giving him some benefits and arranging for him to do things, he would have some confidence.
Ci Hang could not say anything else. He bowed and accepted the order. Suddenly, he recalled the instructions of the Saint who had received him previously and said,
"Buddha, why don't you give me a few more helpers?"
Duobao asked, "What kind of helper do you want?"
"Recently, there have been rumors in the spiritual mountain that the Gold Lotus Treasure Pool is shining with treasure light from time to time …"
Before Ci Hang could finish speaking, a ray of golden light flew out from the glabella of the Buddha statue. The Dharma body instantly turned into ten feet in size and sat on the golden lotus platform, appearing in front of Ci Hang.
A dignified aura spread out and was hidden by Duobao.
"Treasure light? Lead the way. "
Ahem, it was not because of any instinctive reaction.
Ci Hang and Wen Shu looked at each other and gestured to the left and right. They led the way to the Lotus Treasure Pool at the back of the spiritual mountain.
That place was relatively close to the place where Saint Jie Yin lived in seclusion, so there were usually few people there. When the sun rose, it could not help but feel a little desolate.
It was rare for Duobao to leave the hall. At that moment, he was in high spirits.
The spiritual mountain had changed greatly in the past few years. Palaces rose from the ground, and the entire spiritual mountain had been completely transformed. Even the mountain had expanded a little.
Buddha Ju Liusun, who was in charge of this matter, wanted to build the entire spiritual mountain into a large temple and establish it as the cultivation place of the Buddha. It would become a holy land in the hearts of thousands of Buddhist disciples.
Not long after, Duobao, Wen Shu, and Ci Hang arrived at the side of the treasure pool. Duobao sized it up from afar and sniffed …
He had been tricked. There were no treasures.
"This is the place?"
"This is the place."
Ci Hang flicked his finger and a treasure light circulated. The treasure pool immediately turned transparent.
At the bottom of the pool, a Golden Cicada was sealed by layers of restrictions. It was lying in a corner and trembling its wings slightly.
Duobao naturally recognized the background of the Golden Cicada. It was the Primordial Beast that had been taken in as the disciple of the Saint, the Six-Winged Golden Cicada.
Back then, he was almost killed by Junior Brother Changgeng, but he was saved by the Saint of the Western Sect.
Although Duobao did not appear, he was beside his master and witnessed the scene through the small window set up by the Four Immortal Vanquishing Swords.
Ci Hang said, "This Golden Cicada can be used."
However, Wen Shu said, "The Golden Cicada has a violent personality and is cruel and bloodthirsty. There are many capable people in the Buddhist Sect. Why use it?"
Ci Hang rarely argued with others. This time, he said firmly, "Just reconstruct its soul."
Duobao saw something and said slowly, "The Golden Cicada is already dead.
At this moment, it is relying on its innate mystical abilities to support its life. Why don't we reconstruct its soul with the Buddhist Dharma and teach it carefully?
Since it is here, it is fated with the Buddhist Sect. It can naturally be used by the Buddhist Sect. It can also prove that the sea of bitterness is boundless and that it is not too late to turn back. "
Wen Shu pondered for a while. "Buddha is right."
Ci Hang inadvertently looked at the residence of the Saint and sighed softly in his heart. He continued to discuss how to deal with the Golden Cicada and how to make the Golden Cicada play a role in the future.
Sometimes, she was indeed kind and always did things that made things difficult for him.
Soon, the three of them decided on the future path of the Golden Cicada.
In fact, most of the time, Ci Hang was talking. Duobao and Wen Shu were listening by the side.
Ci Hang's plan was like this:
He would first let the Golden Cicada recuperate and help it recover its essence and reconstruct its human body. This process would take hundreds of years.
A few hundred years later, he would let the Golden Cicada appear on the spiritual mountain. The Buddha would take him in as a disciple and give him a foothold. Then, he would find an excuse to send him into reincarnation and reincarnate in the prosperous land of the South Continent.
The Golden Cicada would travel from the east to the west and take the initiative to bring the Mahayana Buddhism back to the South Continent. It could naturally promote the Buddhist Dharma in the place where the destiny of the human race gathered.
After the matter was settled, Duobao sized up Ci Hang and asked with a smile,
"Venerable One, did these words come from the Buddha of all worlds or the Heavenly Dao?"
Ci Hang was stunned. He smiled and replied, "Is it different?"
Duobao smiled and said, "Indeed, it's about the same. Let's do it this way. Venerable One will be in charge of the entire process."
"Okay."
Ci Hang agreed. His expression could not be seen, but he could not help but sigh softly in his heart.
The future path of the Golden Cicada was arranged just like that.
It did not have the right to know at all.
At the same time, in the northwest of the South Continent, on Fangcun Mountain.
Li Changshou sensed something and carefully pinched his fingers to deduce. He could not help but raise his eyebrows.
The Golden Cicada will appear in 300 years? The "Sutra Seekers" has already been arranged?
Huh?
Isn't that the moment when the monkey returns from his studies and interacts crazily with the Celestial Court?
That's right. The Golden Cicada seemed to have reincarnated more than once. He had to go through nine or ten reincarnations.
The Golden Cicada …
Li Changshou maintained his meditation on the surface and secretly began to ponder.
He did not know if the rumors about the Golden Cicada that he had spread a long time ago were still effective.
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