The first cause of all realms

Chapter 645 Essence of Immortal Dao, Montenegro realizes Dao!
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Looking at the sea of ​​clouds, a double image appeared in the eyes of the old demon. It was the figure of a young man in armor fighting bloody battles.

With that young man as the center, the huge Battlefield of Barrier Mountain Pass can be seen in his eyes.

"Sixth Master, these bald donkeys are not good things, you have to be careful of their heads and tails."

In the shadows, Fifth Baimei stood with his saber in his arms, watching Dark Moon Dharma King's leaving back, he frowned deeply.

The three dynasties are different.

The Ming Dynasty ruled the country by enfeoffing kings and prefectures and counties, Sirius used eight gods and one sage, and the alliance of nine holy mountains and tribes ruled the grassland.

Dali, unlike the two, is more like a big sect.

One, a sect supported by hundreds of millions of people, Zongmen, is actually more terrifying than the oldest sect in the world, the Liansheng Sect.

"Both ends of the first mouse? No, these bald donkeys are just afraid of Henry Zhang to the bone."

The old demon sneered:
"More than 30 years ago, when Zhang Xuanba achieved great martial arts, he mentioned that Xuanjia had [-] people to go out of the customs, and rushed all the way to the foot of Eternal Mountain. In one battle, he killed [-] monks and nine of them, including the Grand Master.
As soon as Fan Ru escaped the battle, Hong Sun and Dark Moon teamed up with Li Yuan, and the three of them joined forces to fight Zhang Xuanba, but they were still defeated by the phoenix-winged gold plate. So far, no one dared to enter the pass... "

While speaking, the old demon's eyes could not help but ripple.

It took him nearly 800 years to accumulate the mighty power that can push the world across the world, change the Central Plains, and rebuild mountains and rivers.

But who would have expected it.

In the battle that was supposed to destroy the Ming Dynasty, such a monster was born.

Henry Zhang, who fought out from the battlefield of 300 million flesh and blood, pushed the world across the world with a terrifying power that made everyone dumbfounded.

He was overturned and sat on the number one throne in the world for more than six years.

And with that phoenix wing gilded with gold, it carried the fate of the Ming Dynasty and continued the life of the country for more than [-] years...

"King Zhao of the Western Mansion, he is truly a genius..."

The fifth white eyebrow couldn't help but sigh, his heart moved.

"The fortune rises and falls, the tide ebbs and flows. When the sky changes, that is, the day when martial arts ends, Henry Zhang is just the last struggle of the world's martial arts..."

The old demon calmed down:

"Unfortunately, the number of days is so. When the tide falls, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens are irresistible. When the tide rises, what is Zhang Xuanba?"

Fifth Baimei listened quietly, but still sighed a little: "Compared to the illusory fairy way, it is martial way after all, and it is easier to touch..."

"The way of immortality is not ethereal. It's just that the changes in the sky have not yet come, and most of the masters of supernatural powers in the world are from Yeluzi and have no inheritance, so they feel that the way of immortality is ethereal..."

Withdrawing his eyes, the old demon looked lightly at Fifth Baimei, his first real disciple in the past 800 years:
"As far as immortality is concerned, whether it is the four steps of becoming an immortal, or above ten capitals, or even above Jiuyao, all the cumbersome steps are actually just appearances.

The essence of immortality is just two words..."

"Two words?"

Fifth Baimei's heart twitched.

"Surrender his heart, hold a ceremony, ignite his life map, refine his rank... Is it cumbersome? Naturally, it is cumbersome! But in fact, the essence is only two words..."

The old demon opened his mouth lightly and confided:

"Agree!"

Harmony? !
Fifth Baimei's heart trembled, and in the astonishment, there was a thunderous feeling, which made the pores all over his body uncontrollably open.

"The fruit of the Tao, the fruit of the Tao. If you want to get the fruit, first follow the way!"

The old demon's expression was indifferent, and his voice didn't fluctuate at all:

"For the living, help the poor and the poor; for the murderer, conquer the east and west. For the plague, spread it all over the world; for the lecherous, spread the world!

If the Lord subdues the demon, then subdue the demon, if the Lord subdues the demon, then subdue the demon, if the Lord preaches, then preach!Master king, then king of the world! "

"If it is not in line with the Tao, how can we get fruit? Before ancient times, why was this world called the 'Yin Division Ranch'? It is nothing more than a place where 'the gods of the Yin Division, practice the Tao and obtain fruit'..."

"This……"

The fifth white eyebrow has a hidden realization in his heart:
"Sixth Master has to kill the wolf, so he must stir up the world... I have a 'disaster', so I want to give plagues to the world endlessly?"

While muttering to himself, his heart felt a little chilly:

"No wonder, my rank is called 'Plague Demon', it really is a demon, it really is a demon..."

Catastrophe!

The horror of plague is even better than natural disasters.

He still remembered that the plague that was sent out for the ceremony spread across two prefectures and eighteen prefectures, and the number of people who died during it was no less than a million...

Because of this, he was kicked out of the family, hunted down by the court, and had to hide in Montenegro...

'There is a reason for the five categories of Dao and fruit. '

"If you want to get fruit, go first. Only if you fit in with the ranks, will you make rapid progress. If you fit in with everything, the sea of ​​laws is boundless, and you don't need to search for the map of fate. You will come to the door..."

The old demon lowered his eyes and sighed slightly:
"Unfortunately, I only realized this in recent years. If not, 70 years ago, I should have..."

Where is the possibility of Henry Zhang's rise.

In the second half of the sentence, the old demon didn't reveal it, but in his heart, he felt regretful.

If he had known about this, he would not have stood idly by in the battle of Liuji Mountain more than 70 years ago, and if he had participated in the battle back then, with the excuse of killing the wolf, perhaps, he would have been able to draw out the "Big Dipper Dao Fruit" bring it on?
Regret flashed in his heart, and he didn't regret much, he just said lightly:
"Since you have obtained the rank of 'Plague Demon', even if you are acting, you must perform the essence of the Plague Demon, otherwise, even if it takes another hundred years, you will not be able to find your fate map, and you will not be able to succeed in ten capitals..."

"play……"

Fifth Baimei's expression changed several times, but he understood the reason why the master said these words:

"The sixth master wants me to enter the customs and spread the plague..."

"Although you and I don't have the name of master and apprentice, we are no different from master and disciple. This seat is just preaching and dispelling doubts. As for what you want to do..."

The old demon put both hands on his dantian, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, to make up for the injury left by Taoist Zhenyan's fatal blow:
"What does that have to do with me?"

"in this way……"

Looking at the old demon who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, Fifth Baimei was silent for a long time before nodding:
"I understand……"

After saying that, without waiting for the old demon to reply, he performed his magical skills. The noon sun made his eyes a little sore, but he still looked directly at it for a long time.

Then, he walked up to the vigilant Fenghuo Erlao:

"The two of you have been on the mountain for many years, and it's time to return to the customs..."

The two elders of Fenghuo were first afraid, and then they were stunned:

"Go back, go back to the gate?"

The fifth Baimei didn't talk nonsense, took out two dark yellow pills, and handed them to them, irresistible:
"Enter the pass from the mountain, go to Yunzhou, go through the northwest, go to Ding'an, stay away from Linlong..."

……

……

Huhu~
The breeze brushed the bright red monk's robe.

It was a very handsome young monk who looked like he was in a weak year, tall and straight, with cinnabar dotted between his brows, and two long eyebrows that flew obliquely to his ears.

Sitting cross-legged on the back of a red-topped white crane, he overlooked the sea of ​​clouds, and saw that the mountains and rivers below were tiny, and people were like ants. In the far distance, a mountain shrouded in clouds and mist could be seen faintly.

"Buddha..."

The Red Sun Dharma King whispered to himself, and the old monk who stood behind him and bowed to shield him from the strong wind hurriedly handed over a thin sheet of paper.

"The Buddhist son of Lanke Temple, native of Longyuan, Qingzhou Liu's family, his father Liu Wenpeng, once under the jurisdiction of Deyang Prefecture, Heishan County Magistrate, he was stubborn when he was young, aggressive and fierce, and good at fighting for justice...

Later, there was a shocking change in the family, and he was ordained ordained to become a monk, and he went to Qingzhou to find the "Jialan relic" under the sect of the old monk Hui'an of Lanke Temple, and bestowed the dharma name "Suming"..."

The Red Sun Dharma King muttered faintly:

"He was born with the Buddha's heart and courage, got the Dharma-protecting garan fruit, and advanced by leaps and bounds. Later, he was fully cultivated by Lanke Temple, and bestowed with the 'vajra power' and 'arhat dharma body', with three supernatural powers..."

On a thin page, there is a record about the Buddhist son of Lanke Temple, so far, there is no other information.

"That's all?"

"Back to the King of France."

The old monk respectfully responded:

"That Buddha, there are almost no rumors of going out for a walk. Since returning to Lanke Temple, he has never been down the mountain, and he has not seen anyone visiting..."

"Zen Buddhism has finally declined. The Buddha's birth is supposed to be a major event for us. How can we let each family keep it privately?"

The Red Sun Dharma King smiled.

The old monk's heart trembled, and he quickly echoed:
"If a Buddha son comes out, he should enter the gate wall of my Eternal Temple!"

The Red Sun Dharma King smiled, and seemed to think of something:
"It is said that the one who dominates the Northwest Road at the moment, known as the 'beheading knife' and 'King Yang', seems to be from Qingzhou?"

"Returning to Dharma King, it's a coincidence that Yang Prison was not only born in Qingzhou, but also from the same place as Fozi, and it was this person who killed Fozi's lay father..."

The old monk saw sweat on his forehead:

"There are no spies in the temple in the pass, the information, the information is a bit scattered..."

"Such a coincidence?"

The Red Sun Dharma King was a little surprised:
"It's already earth-shattering to produce a Buddha child in a county, but there is actually a way to turn against the king? This is a bit interesting..."

The old monk lowered his head and echoed, not daring to vent his anger.

"According to the Buddhist scriptures, when a Buddha is born, he must be accompanied by a Dharma protector. In this way, Yang Prison may be the reincarnation of the Arhat who protects the Buddha?"

The Red Sun Dharma King touched his chin.

The old monk thought for a while:
"That Yang prison acts violently and kills ferociously, not like an Arhat..."

"Then, is it a mount?"

While Dharma King Red Sun was thinking, his heart felt a little hot, and a ray of golden light overflowed from the relic in his arms, and a voice came from inside:

"Senior Brother Hong Sun..."

The Red Sun Dharma King came back to his senses:

"Junior Brother An Yue, have you ever seen that old demon when you go to Black Mountain?"

"The old demon couldn't get out of seclusion, he couldn't see his person, and his aura didn't seem to drop, but he seemed dissatisfied with the future of the two senior brothers..."

In the relic, the voice of Dark Moon Dharma King came out:
"I'm afraid that the injury is not shallow, and I don't have the confidence to deal with Henry Zhang's Buddha enemy..."

"The old demon is cunning and cunning, so don't trust it. Maybe this is what he did on purpose. Although he didn't invite us to help him, he may not have the heart to guard against our fisherman's profit."

After a little thought, the Red Sun Dharma King said:
"Li Yuan is guarding the capital, so there is no need to call him to go. The younger brother will lead another three thousand monks and soldiers to wait outside the pass. Everything will be discussed after the senior brother returns and Henry Zhang leaves the pass."

"Senior brother understands."

Shirley's light faded away.

And the white crane also let out a soft cry at this time, saying that Mount Lanke had arrived.

　A little late, but there will be two more.

　
(End of this chapter)