daily life of buddhism

Regardless of whether it is cute or not, the value of force is there.

Moreover, strictly speaking, this is not called being cute...

This kind of behavior can't help but remind people of the behavior of a certain Taoist who forcibly interpreted the "Zhou" in "Bagua Weekly" as the "Zhou" in "Zhou Tian Xing Dou".This kind of "forced explanation" undoubtedly represents a lower limit, which is very bad news under the current circumstances.

A strong enemy is bad enough, but it's even more difficult if the enemy is even more unscrupulous—that is, invulnerable.

An Yiyuan became serious.

Qiu Ming Sanren's expression was even more dignified, and Zizhu Zhenjun, with his hairy face and small eyes at this time, it was really difficult to see the expression if he was not of the same kind, but it must not be so easy.

The atmosphere is dignified.

For a few seconds, no one spoke.

The surrounding air seemed to be blocked, and no movement from outside this small world could come in, and the breathing of a few people could not be heard in this small world - monks didn't need to breathe so much in the first place.

"Where did you get him?" In the silence, the one who spoke first was not the oldest, most experienced and most representative Qiu Ming Sanren, but An Yiyuan, who was the youngest.The tone of the young man at this time is quite calm, as if he is in some kind of absolute calm.

"Oh?" The man in brocade clothes was very interested, "Why don't you guess that he is dead?" Before anyone answered, he said again, "Even if you have a magic technique that can detect the state of the Taoist partner...why don't you Guess, can my mirror trap people?"

An Yiyuan said indifferently: "Even if it is a treasure in heaven, the function of 'monitoring the world' is the limit."

"Heavenly Treasure?"

"'Haotian Mirror'?"

After the exclamation of Zizhu Zhenjun in the panda state, it was the name of the magic weapon reported by the well-informed Qiu Ming Sanren.

Legend has it that the Jade Emperor has a mirror that can monitor the Three Realms, named the Haotian Mirror.Since this is news of immortals and gods after all, it is difficult to tell whether it is true or not, and there is no graphic explanation. Qiu Ming Sanren only knows it. If An Yiyuan hadn't reminded him, even if he would think of it eventually, it would not be so fast.

The man in brocade clothes smiled and said, "That's right." He asked curiously, "How do you know?"

"Guess."

"Appreciate further details."

"When you say 'Tao Companion', things become easier." An Yiyuan said blankly, "In this secret realm, he and I didn't do anything that could explain the relationship between us, including titles and names. Actions... If you want to say that you can see it from an unobvious expression, it would be an exaggeration."

"Then the conclusion is obvious. You confirmed this with the knowledge of other information. As for the so-called devil who is being suppressed here, how else can he obtain information from the outside world?" He paused, "Heaven and mirrors are easy to associate, aren't they?"

clap clap.

The man in brocade clothes clapped his hands and said, "Although it's my own flaw, a flaw is a flaw."

"You are very good, but this is not enough for me to answer your question." The man in brocade clothes showed appreciation and regret at the same time, and changed the topic, "Unless..."

"unless?"

"You—" the brocade-clothed man stared at An Yiyuan for a few seconds, then shifted his gaze to the man and bear beside him, "and your companions, can escape my next 'hunt'."

The rules are simple.

After 10 minutes of countdown, the man in brocade clothes, whose name has not been revealed yet, but who is undoubtedly a big boss, even the biggest boss in the secret realm, will set out to look for them. An ominous smile ends.

Sounds like hide and seek.

But of course no one will regard this as a simple game.

In order to show fairness, the two and one bear were teleported to an unknown location in the secret realm. By the way, Ao Jingfan was also sent away in this way before.

Panda raised his voice in a panic: "Shall we go to Fellow Daoist Long first?"

From its point of view, Ao Jingfan could fight a group here alone, and the man in brocade clothes sent the opponent away by surprise, which just showed his fear.Of course, the premise of all reasoning is to rule out the fact that "the other party is actually strong and invincible, but they just have a bad personality, and they deliberately play with them".

"Do not."

An Yiyuan said lightly.

Qiu Ming Sanren agreed: "I'm running out of time, and I can't put finding someone first." The elderly monk's eyes contained obvious worries, "Compared to Long Daoist, Lianhua, who has never appeared Fairy...hope she's safe."

"Dragon should be fine."

There was an imperceptible pause—almost saying someone's real name directly, An Yiyuan's voice was still faint, "That mirror may have the function of trapping people, but it should be too much to trap him. Instead of thinking like this, why not?" It is more appropriate to speculate that 'the dragon was randomly teleported to a certain location in the secret realm'. "

At this time, the three monks were holding their swords side by side. Unless they have special skills in this regard, their speed will not be much different. The flying sword of the old driver Qiu Ming Sanren is more than twice as wide as An Yiyuan's, which looks very With a sense of security, it is only natural to take a certain bear who has not yet recovered its human form.

They don't know where the exit is, and where the line of sight is. Their behavior is a bit like "a dead horse is a living horse doctor".

The chances of survival are slim.

But if you don't pursue it, you won't even be able to grasp this slim chance.

It is obviously inappropriate to count on Ao Jingfan who doesn't know where he is. Qiuming Sanren is more used to holding his fate in his own hands. His thoughts turned and he spoke quickly: "Friend Daoist An, don't you understand the words on the stone tablet at all?"

"Ah."

An Yiyuan knew what Qiu Ming San Ren meant.

Since he and Ao Jingfan are Taoist couples, the other party may have mentioned this matter to him...

But their situation is very different from that of ordinary Taoist couples. They basically don't communicate or practice when they are together.

Looking to the sky.

The blue is the color of the sky and the color of the sea.

In the sky, there are birds flying by. A peacock stretches its wings, and the appearance of flying is indescribably romantic and beautiful. It is completely different from those of the same kind that can only flop around like chickens in the outside world.

An Yiyuan was silent for a few seconds, and said: "The seal will definitely make the sealed existence weaker and weaker, right?"

"Hmm..." Qiuming Sanren pondered, as if thinking of something.

"Of course." Panda couldn't wait to answer.

"The plaque on the building points out that this is indeed the Heavenly Court. Since the gods almost moved away the entire Heavenly Court, why did they leave such a piece as a seal? Or, what is special about this piece that made the original gods Think it would be more appropriate to keep it?"

"It's just that the battlefield happens to be here..."

"But how does this look like a battlefield?"

"..."

"We can assume that at the end of the battle, there must be a broken wall and no grass growing here, so it was abandoned, and when the heavenly court moved away, it was when the spiritual power was almost exhausted, so now in the secret realm How did the foggy aura come from?" An Yiyuan analyzed, "The seal must be weakening the target, and one of the ways to weaken it is to extract his aura to the entire secret realm."

"What you said makes sense." Qiu Ming Sanren agreed.

Of course the gods in the heavens are better than the monks in the human world. This is the difference between the ascension and the pre-ascension. If the man in brocade clothes had the power in his heyday, he would be able to dominate the current world without breaking a sweat. Playing games, therefore, he should have been weak to a certain extent.

Don't you see, in the 200 years when the spiritual energy has been exhausted, which monks who have stayed in the human world will have a good end?

That's only 200 years.

An Yiyuan's heart was surprisingly calm.

His thinking was running fast, and many auras that had been ignored in the past were now grasped one by one. Countless details were assembled like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, and the whole person achieved an unprecedented calmness.

There is stillness in every event.

This seems to be a necessary quality for a successful person—or in other words, a person who does great things. It is easy to say, but it is not easy to actually do it.

In his previous life, An Yiyuan had never discovered that he had this quality, which was normal, because he had never encountered a real "big event".

The general environment of the peaceful era + the identity of the rich second generation is almost doomed to a smooth life. Kidnapping did not happen, and hobbies have nothing to do with exciting underground boxing matches and drag racing...Luck is not bad, and I don’t want to die. Have been living peacefully until now.

The first time I met Ao Jingfan face to face was a life-and-death crisis, but it happened too fast, the other party wanted to kill him one second, the next second he took action, and the next second he suddenly discovered his previous life identity and stopped... At that time Somebody, an entry-level monk, really can't keep up with the reflex arc.

Closer to home.

"So, all the spirit beasts and plants we saw along the way were raised by that demon?" The panda came to a somewhat strange conclusion and asked, "But why, only birds?" Didn't see any of them?

"Maybe……"

"Maybe he's the bird."

Qiuming Sanren and An Yiyuan came to this conclusion almost at the same time, the former smiled wryly: "That is to say, can the other party control the life and death of spirit beasts in the secret realm?"

And still under suppression.

It's creepy to think about.

If such a strong man is a demon, it is no wonder that he would be sealed, but for some reason, the seal has been lifted today... Qiu Ming Sanren feels very wronged in his heart: They obviously didn't do anything!Isn't it okay to stand beside the stele?The requirements are too harsh!

As we all know, bird monsters are good at speed.

After flying at full speed for 5 minutes, the border of the secret realm still cannot be seen. If this continues, is there really any hope?

"Fly up!"

An Yiyuan made a decision, turned his flying sword and flew towards the sky.

The companion naturally followed closely behind.

When conventional methods cannot break the game, people will naturally try various strange operations-it seems that doing so is really a way to solve puzzles, and before time runs out, they seem to see it faintly, which is the same as the sea and sky, and is easy to be ignored azure film.

This is the manifestation of the enchantment.

But discovering the enchantment doesn't mean being able to get out.

In other words, will the immortals really leave a so-called exit for the confidant who cannot be killed but can only be suppressed here?

But no one will give up.

An Yiyuan hovered quietly, watching Qiu Ming Sanren try various techniques on the barrier, as if he was aloof from the matter.

Birds and monsters, Da Qi said earlier that there is a nasty smell here, and when the man in brocade clothes appeared, he was salivating at Da Qi - from the standpoint of the human race, it is easy to be understood as lust, but from the standpoint of the demon race Speaking of appetite, it seems more appropriate...

Integrate these, and then combine the mythological knowledge I know...

9 minutes 50 seconds.

"let me try."

The helpless Qiuming Sanren and the anxious Zizhu Zhenjun both looked over.

What An Yiyuan used was the Jianmu sap collected earlier.

According to his calculations, one of the props with the highest possibility of breaking the game.

"efficient!"

Live up to expectations.

The enchantment was corroded to form a small hole, but before the companions could show their surprise expressions, the hole shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it became an inconspicuous crack in the blink of an eye. Before anyone could ask, An Yiyuan had Surprised: "I only have this bottle!"

The young man "panicked" poured out the remaining liquid in the jade bottle, but to no avail—

The golden light suddenly appeared!

An indescribably fast golden glow flew by like a shooting star, directly crashing towards the barrier that already had a gap in it!

"boom!"

As if the sky trembled a few times, the monks saw clearly that the golden light was a big bird.

A big golden bird whose whole body is covered with golden light.

The sharp golden eyes, the golden claws and beak, and the feathers like sharp arrows are all unparalleled in beauty.

Golden-winged roc bird.

An Yiyuan silently recited the name of this ethnic group in his heart.

In prehistoric myths, the son of the phoenix, the younger brother of the peacock, is also said to be transformed from a kun. In ancient Indian mythology, the divine bird Garuda... In several legends, one of the characteristics of this bird is: it likes to eat dragons.

Peng bird and dragon are natural enemies.

Even if it is not as disparate as the eagle and the rabbit, one side is completely powerless to fight back, but the natural enemy is the natural enemy, and the instinct is engraved in the inheritance.

In other words, there is almost no possibility of turning an enemy into a friend.

As a small fourth-rank monk who was bound to Da Qi, An Yiyuan was a bit square.

Looking to the sky.

God, it's broken.

The barrier shattered enough to allow everyone to pass through. When the roc spread its wings and passed through, the monks and his party had no time to think about whether to follow, and they were blown away by the wind brought by the big monster.

"Grumble rumble..."

This is the panda who was caught off guard and drank a few mouthfuls of sea water.

Don't forget, they are at 5000 meters below the sea at this time.

Qiu Ming Sanren threw a bead-shaped magic weapon, forming a space like a large soap bubble to wrap Zhenjun Zizhu, who was still in his original form, and the poor panda gasped, lying on the edge of the bubble, sticking out its tongue, with messy hair , the small eyes are lifeless, as if they have been severely trampled.

This is indeed the case.

The Pengniao's wings were not a joke. The unintentional blow just now scrapped the two flying swords and the N defensive magic weapons that Qiuming Sanren quickly threw out, and now not even a single wreck can be seen in the sea.

"You guys came out too."

The big demon changed into a human form and said with a smile, "Is this luck or misfortune?"

He was clearly in a good mood.

Once the cage has been separated for many years, wanting to eat a few people to celebrate seems to be completely in line with the objective law of the development of things.

"Tell me."

The words were kind and the smile was gentle, but Qiu Ming Sanren clearly felt a chilling pressure emanating from the other party. It was the gesture of the superior looking down on the inferior, which was natural and indifferent.Resisting the desire to kneel down or even go limp, Qiuming Sanren was thinking about what to say, but heard a calm voice: "I'm calling the police."

Meow meow meow? ? ?

Little friend, aren't you?This operation is too bizarre. Could it be that the Peng Demon King, who is famous in the Three Realms, still cares about the police? !

Qiu Ming Sanren was in a breakdown.

Yes, he also recognized that it was the Golden Winged Roc, and by the way gave him a name: Peng + Demon Head = Peng Demon King. The name... Anyway, the genuine Peng Demon King is a monster who was active in the Tang Dynasty - you are not mistaken, it is the one in "Journey to the West", Sun Wukong sworn brothers.

As if completely unaware of the flaws in his words, An Yiyuan said indifferently: "The attitude of the police towards ordinary monsters and ogres is completely different, what do you think?"

The man in brocade clothes: "Do you think I will be afraid?"

"will not."

"But wouldn't it be better to be left alone?"

"You haven't been to a place other than this corner of heaven for many years. You just look at the bottom through the mirror. Don't you want to really go for a walk and experience it?" An Yiyuan said seriously, "For a hundred years, the world's It's changed so much that you don't recognize it at all."

The man in brocade clothes laughed: "You are instigating me."

"En." An Yiyuan paused, "So, did I succeed?"

"I've never been afraid of 'Heaven', but 'Heaven' is not—"

The voice is not far away, and the golden light is gone.

Dapeng's speed is really beyond compare.

silence.

The atmosphere of the aftermath of the disaster enveloped the ocean, and after a long while, the panda lying on its stomach in the large bubble asked blankly, "What do you mean by that sentence just now?"

"Do you know Xuan Xiao?"

"do not know."

"Oh." An Yiyuan sat listlessly on the newly taken out Baiyun magic weapon and said, "Probably the gods and the like don't pay attention at all, but respect the law of heaven."

"what?"

"What I understand is cause and effect." Qiu Ming Sanren also sat down against a stone, letting the strangely shaped deep-sea fish swim around, and didn't bother to think about the image problem, "He can get out of trouble, and we have a part , maybe it’s because of this that they let us go.”

The panda pondered: "That's right, anyway, we are not a role that can influence the overall situation."

Honest make up.

Seen from the outside, the secret realm is like a pearl in the deep sea, exuding a light blue glow, perfect and complete, and no cracks can be found in the barrier.

"Fellow Daoist Long and Fairy Lianhua are still inside." After resting for a while, Qiu Ming Sanren recovered his state, with a solemn expression, "It shouldn't be difficult for us to go in, but coming out...Friend Daoist An, do you still have the spiritual liquid just now?" ?”

If the quantity is large enough and there are enough people, it is not impossible to temporarily create a hole to accommodate several people.

"Have."

An Yiyuan lowered his head and pressed the keys on the phone, and quickly typed a line of words, "It's not enough, unless you go in again and you can get this kind of psychic liquid." Jianmu took the initiative to take himself over before, and he can't go in again. Guaranteed to land at the destination, so there must be other solutions——

"The Ninth Office is going to send people, let's go up first."

Qiu Ming Sanren was stunned, not sure whether it was because of the efficiency of the Buddhist youth or the way of thinking: "That's fine."

As a new generation under the red flag, what should be done to deal with the discovery of many natural and earthly treasures?

Of course it is handed over to the country!

If it was just to rescue two monks, the efficiency of the Ninth Division might not be so high, but with the addition of many exotic flowers, plants, birds and well-preserved heavenly buildings, it would be different.Botanists, ornithologists, architects, archaeologists... are going crazy.

Assuming they have permission to participate.

In terms of bargaining chips, An Yiyuan hasn't mentioned "Jianmu", which is known as the "ladder to the sky" and whose juice has been proven to have a miraculous effect on enchantment. This will undoubtedly make the country pay more attention, but Jianmu might not want to Dealing with state power - we'll see then.

As a friend in a certain sense, the Buddhist youth felt that he should seek the advice of the tree demon first.

Taking a step back, even if you directly tell the Ninth Department the news, it may not be possible for the other party to find Jianmu. If it was simple, Dapeng could have left the secret realm calmly before, couldn't he?

When it hit the barrier, An Yiyuan was very sharp-eyed and saw that the Pengniao had lost its hair.

Well, this must be the reason why the other party immediately turned into a human form after coming out - "the head can be broken, the feathers can't be messed up" or something...

Male birds are always so coquettish.

Since the flying sword was scrapped, the three monks moved to the large white cloud magic weapon.

The panda stepped on the soft clouds under its feet, expressing its satisfaction.

The flying sword is long and narrow. It was okay in human form, but the width in the original form is too cruel. I don’t know where to put the four claws. It’s like walking a tightrope, and it’s still as good as it is now.

"Have you sat still?"

"Hmm."*2

"Be sure to sit still, and don't be thrown out..." An Yiyuan said the above precautions seriously, and held the guardrail hidden in the white with both hands, which was almost invisible, his voice was full of strange excitement ——Probably the emotion when going to the amusement park to play certain items, raised his arms and said, "—Let's go!"

"Wow ah ah!"

"Well!"

The two of them and the bear were wrapped in white clouds like cotton candy, like clothes in a drum washing machine, tumbling... rising higher and higher.

If you still remember, this magic weapon was refined by An Yiyuan in Zhaoyao Mountain. In terms of function, it basically meets the expectations of its owner, but it will have some harmless side effects.

Yes, harmless.

As long as people who have played roller coaster, big pendulum, pirate ship and other entertainment facilities, they will not be surprised... right.

Monks don't seem to play with these.

Entertainment life is really scarce.

I hope Brother Dapeng is immersed in the world of flowers and flowers, and it is best to become addicted to the Internet and addicted to games, not more.

In the process of rising to the sea, the Buddhist youth who had been prepared for a long time thought so while listening to the continuous barking of pandas in his ears.

coastal.

Sorry, the scope is too broad, to be precise, the coast where Sanxiu is about to appear.

With the speed of the magic weapon, the sea is very fast. At this time, the Ninth Office has just received the news that the deployment is in progress. The uncle of the People's Liberation Army who evacuated the crowd at the seaside has not completed all the work, and the people who set off from the bottom of the sea do not know the specific location where they will appear— —Longitude and latitude, few monks who are partial to liberal arts understand.

"Water friends, please look, what is about to be shown to everyone is a large-scale magic—"

"boom!"

In the live broadcast, behind the magic anchor wearing a white tuxedo and a top hat, huge waves appeared!

The water is flowing and surging, showing a tendency to destroy the dry and the dead. In the contrast of the magnificence of nature, the existence of individuals is as insignificant as an ant, which is really unbearable——

"6666"

"This bunker!"

"Wandering~Wandering~Thousands of miles, the river will never stop~"

"Run! Tsunami!"

"???"

"Anchor, are you still alive?"

"Fuck?! Is it a tsunami?!"

"Call the police! Who knows the exact location of the anchor, call the police!"

Man is powerless in the face of the power of nature.Especially the sudden ones.

The magic anchor looked back in bewilderment, his mind went blank, and in the next second, he was caught by the waves without any accident, and the machine used for live broadcast also fell into the sea.And in the live broadcast room, the last picture the audience saw was a young man who emerged from the water and hugged a panda...

Live black screen.

The netizens gathered on the live broadcast machine did not disperse, and the barrage kept refreshing.

"In the end what happened?"

"Is there someone in the water? Bark bark???"

"Anchor, don't die!"

"I know the location, I have called the police, and the good man is safe in his life"

"Gun Gun appeared?"

"Go bless!"

"A magical horse? There is a divine beast?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh [bite handkerchief]"

"envy, jealousy, hate"

"It must be a special effect, you all fell into the trap of the host...hehehe"

"Is this also a kind of magic? Holographic projection? Extras? Panda puppet?"

"It's impossible to play so big..."

"Wait a minute! My sister said she knew the one holding the panda!!"

"Who!!!"

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