Dragon King weapon

Coming out of the Dragon King's bedroom, his severely severed ears were pointed up, his eyes were red, and he couldn't tell the whites of the eyes.

For the time being, Ming Xiao was sent to watch over the thousand halberds in the palace, and the twelve demon lords guarded them day and night. If he went there, he would never turn back. If something happened, thousands of heads would not be enough for him to be enchanted and chopped off!

Chong Duan stepped into the snow outside the Nantian Gate with a gloomy face. The little demon with the flame on the door quickly fell down and knelt down, "General, General, Lord Xinshen is looking for you everywhere, saying that he has something important..."

Chong Duan saw that he was bold enough to block the way, and he couldn't hold back the evil spirit all over his body for a while, his demonic nature entered his heart, and before he could break out, Tang Jian yelled angrily from behind: "Chong Duan!"

Seeing that Xinshen almost stumbled and flew over, he threw himself in front of him, holding a magic conch he got from somewhere in his hand, and almost stuffed it into his mouth: "I know what you are going to do! Wufang Ghost Emperor, you If he can't be suppressed, Earth Store Bodhisattva will release him to reincarnation. If you want to keep the peace of the Three Realms and let Qianji restore the Heavenly Palace, only the Buddhas outside the Three Realms can have such power! Now you are going to find that Buddha who doesn't know, You're looking for your own death, aren't you?!"

He was drowsy, but he saw the direction of the Dragon King's bedroom suddenly bright as day, and his mind was mobilized. Although he was a hundred miles away, he relied on magic to help him pull out the root of love from the little Dragon King's back, and then penetrated into himself. in vivo.

In this way...doesn't it mean that everything has come back to the end, but he remembered everything, but Rong Qianji forgot?

Seeing Zhongjuan didn't speak, lowered his eyes and didn't look at himself, he just reached out to take the conch and played with it in his hand.

Tang Jian could vaguely see some sharp claws had formed from the severed palm, and the tiger stripes on the sideburns took up most of the profile of his face.

Tang Jian grabbed his shoulders and cursed, "You've been in the underworld for so many years! Have you read Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's "Primary Vows Sutra"? There is a hell named Da Abi, where thousands of billions of kalpas will lead to eternal life..."

"Eternal life cannot be achieved, so is Wujian, and so is Abi," Chong Duan said lightly, "I've already made up my mind, so don't try to persuade me again."

Tang Jian was startled. He always thought that Chong Duan would take care of the disputes and chaos in the underworld early in order to bring Rong Qianji back into the mortal womb or spend the rest of his life in a secret place that no one else could find. After crossing this road, he asked in surprise, "A long time ago? When? How long?"

When he opened his mouth again, his voice became as hoarse as sandpaper was scratched: "One time, the world needed the Dragon King's kindness, and I brought him into the mortal world."

Tang Jian suddenly remembered that time, and suddenly felt powerless. He never expected that he would finally accept the trial and suppression of Buddhism so long ago, and asked again: "The Western Heaven is so big, why is it necessary? Mishan?"

Chong Duan let go of power, love and hatred, as if he took everything lightly, and without a sword on his body, he said seriously: "Mount Sumeru enshrines the Dieng Buddha, which is the Buddha of the past. I am obsessed with it." Hatred is a thing of the past, if I want to put down the butcher knife completely, only Ran Deng can save me."

With the cold wind howling past his ears, he continued: "Save me, save the Three Realms, and save Rong Qianji."

Tang Jian watched him take off his black armor, saw his stern face and long hair tied into a crown, he was just a young man.

He suddenly felt distressed. Back then when he received the heavy judgment at Haoli Mountain, he was also a young boy, covered in blood, kneeling in front of the Ghost Emperor's seat.

Seeing that Tang Jian stopped answering the conversation, he stretched out his hand and transformed an arm-long weapon from his waist. With his palms together, he solemnly handed it into Tang Jian's hands, saying: "Send this thing to Lihentian, throw it away." Into the sea of ​​sorrow, void it."

Slaying Dragon Halberd.

Severing the dragon-slaying halberd that was forged with one hand and destroyed with the other.

It is said in ancient times that magic weapons will have aura after being used for a long time. The shocking artifacts of this collection of heaven and earth essence also have some things that dead things should not have. Every time they face a thousand halberds, they will automatically crack. Tang Jian is I have seen and heard the words of the fairy girl above the sea of ​​sorrow...

Seeing that Chong Duan was about to leave, Tang Jian said anxiously: "Chong Duan, you will go for thousands of lives, and the Buddha Dharma is boundless. If there is no chance of turning back..."

Heavy disdain: "There is no chance of turning around."

"The Buddhist world escapes from the Three Realms and the Five Elements! Even if you come back, it will be thousands of years later. Time is short and thousands of years are absurd. You..."

"It's okay to be short," Chong Duan said in a hoarse voice, "That would be absurd!"

Later, it was true as Chongjuan said, it will be hard to come back after leaving here.

It was ten days later when Tang Jian saw him again.

On that day, the Lantern Buddha personally descended to the Heavenly Palace on the Sumeru Mountain in the western sky, and brought two or three Arhats to set up the Dharma field on the Lingshan Mountain. Fu En said that after 24 hours of sitting and preaching, he lit five lotus lanterns and thousands of them, turning the originally dim The heavens shone brightly.

The Lantern Buddha is the Buddha of the past. He was lonely when he was born, and everything around him is like a lamp. He is also the Buddha that is most remembered in Rong Qianji's heart.

It is said in the world that he is good at capturing monsters and collecting monsters, saving water and fire in the three realms, and surpassing life and death in the eight kalpas. He is the number one ancient Buddha in the whirling world.

The Lantern Buddha came to the heaven to set up the field, and the judge of the white tiger guarded the soldiers and the gods were severed, and the three worlds were shaken for a while.

Although Chong Duan has caused chaos in the Three Realms, he has never killed any living beings indiscriminately, and the point of the knife point is nothing but the places and people he hates.

In the eyes of outsiders, he fought against heaven and earth all his life, was brutal and brave, and it was embarrassing to end up like this.

That day Tang Jian came to the trial as the Lord of the Underworld, and he was granted permission to follow Chongduan all the way from Nantianmen to Lingshan. The two former generals were speechless.

Tang Jian was afraid that the boy Ming Xiao would not be able to hold on to the prison, so he drew a barrier to seal him in the underworld, so he couldn't come out for the time being.

After ten days without a serious break, Tang Jian found that the man was much calmer, his hands were immobilized by Buddhist beads, and the arrogance between his brows was still there, but it was like frost and snow.

Surrounded by immortals, gods, and Buddhist arhats, shoulder to shoulder, ankle to ankle, surrounded by clouds, with golden light behind them, the holy light is high and clean, all looking up at the Lingshan Dharma field.

They whispered and talked a lot.

Chong Duan turned his head to the side and saw that spring had already ushered in Lingshan, sure enough.

Suddenly there was a change in the cloud, Chong Duan looked in the direction of the gods, and saw that it was the Dragon King Tiandi, coming in a luanjia.

All the gods bowed down and greeted the Holy Majesty. This trial attracted the attention of the three realms.

Chong Duan looked at the black crane flying around the side, riding on the luan, with a golden body and jade bones, and Lang Yan alone, with an appearance of being uncontaminated by the world of mortals.

Rong Qianji's face was partially covered by the bead curtain, obviously it was far away, it seemed that he could see the red cinnabar mole under Rong Qianji's eyes through the snow-white beads.

If it wasn't for the fan played by the fairy attendant beside Luanjia, with such a majestic and majestic appearance, Zhong Duan suddenly thought he saw the new Buddha appearing in the world.

But his Little Dragon King, with his current level of cultivation and his kind and tenacious temperament, will definitely accomplish a lot in the future, maybe he can really become a Buddha, and he will be placed in a temple somewhere in the world, where he will be worshiped by thousands of people in the world.

Chongduan thought of the statue of Rong Qianji who was a child that he saw in the world before, he obviously didn't remember it at the time, but he still felt familiar.

Love really is instinct.

After waiting for another half an hour, for a whole period of time, he could feel that the people on the car were watching him.

The judgment of the heavens was opened, and the sun and the moon were dark for a moment, and they were all replaced by the light of Buddha, so that they could live forever.

The lamp-burning Buddha holding the seal gradually appeared from the air, and the light of the Buddha was so pierced that he could hardly open his eyes.

Crouching down on the Lingshan Mountain, everywhere in front of him is the place where he and Rong Qianji had been, and he saw that the Lantern Buddha appeared invisible, it was a cluster of halos of Buddhas, like a human figure sitting cross-legged, and the sound seemed to come from the sky : "Re-break."

The name caught his ears, and Rong Qianji was sweating all over his body, feeling scratched in his heart, but he couldn't remember anything, he only felt that he knew this person, but he didn't know this person...

Lantern Buddha said quietly: "The fairy bones are possessed by demons. They are neither gods nor ghosts. They use evil power to confuse the Three Realms. Can you admit it?"

He heard the man crouching on the ground and saying, "I admit it."

"Walking into the capital of the underworld alone, looking for family members, and forcing reincarnation into the way of heaven, do you agree?"

"I think."

"Using power and seizing the throne, messing up the two worlds, just for personal enmity, can you admit it?"

"I think."

After confessing three crimes, all the gods gasped and started whispering. Rong Qianji felt unhappy, raised the curtain and glared at him for a while, and everyone stopped talking, not daring to say more. After transgressing the crime, the heavens reopened, and the little dragon king returned to his previous temperament...

The figure of the Lantern Buddha is still standing in the air, and the surrounding Buddhas are in full bloom. He continued: "Cutting off the horns of the Emperor of Heaven, binding the tail of the Emperor of Heaven, and withdrawing the Jiao of the Emperor of Heaven, can you recognize it?"

Chong Duan answered very quickly: "I agree."

Rong Qianji grasped the armrest of Luan's dragon chair, the beaded curtains in front of her eyes were shaking violently, she was obviously listening to the crimes this man committed against her, but her heart hurt...I don't know why.

"Altering other people's lives without authorization, messing with life and death and making marriages thinner, can you admit it?"

"No." Chong Duan replied.

As soon as this remark came out, the people standing in Yunjianyun and watching the trial were amazed, and they sighed inwardly that it was so courageous to re-break, and now they don't even want to save their lives?

The Lantern Buddha smiled and said, "Your madness has just stopped, but you still have a little bit of insanity."

Don't answer again.

Burning Lantern Buddha palmed the sun, moon, stars, heaven, earth and man in the past. Seeing him like this, he seemed to be used to it, and said: "Today's trial, I sentence you to forget your past, enter the Shura way and become a demon, enjoy boundless evil happiness, and never come out again Half a step in the underworld, or immediately follow me to Mount Sumeru as a town stone beast, and only after snow falls on Mount Sumeru can I return to the heavenly realm and perform my former job."

Everyone in the Three Realms knows that Mount Nasumi has been bathed in sunlight since the beginning of chaos and the creation of heaven and earth. For thousands of years, not to mention snow, it has not even rained at all.

Chongduan thought of the flying snow that he had seen at the gate of the Dragon King's palace.

Rong Qianji stood in the snow, tightened the belt of the crane cloak, and with fingertips bit by bit, brushed away the whiteness from the severed shoulders.

He frowned again due to the pain in his throat, and said hoarsely: "I wish to guard Mount Sumeru for the town of stone beasts, and wait for the snow to come."

Ran Deng closed his eyes when he heard the words, and said quietly: "If there is no cause and condition, all suffering will disappear."

Dependent origin dies.

For a while, Chong Duan couldn't hear Tang Jian calling his name from the side.

Once a person falls into the sea of ​​love, he will live and die alone, he can't control his emotions, he will give more and give more, because he understands that if he really doesn't ask for anything, there will be nothing left for him in this world. .

He wanted to hold on tightly, but he had to let go, but he had to pay for his sins, and the world couldn't allow him not to bear it.

Therefore, he chose to allow Qianji to live in the supreme world, and live his life peacefully and carefree.

Rong Qianji sat far away on the cloud, as if he couldn't hear the music, dancing and singing around him, but just looked at him through the glazed bead curtain.

Chong Duan remembered that when he was young, he went out to battle, every time he straddled the horse and carried the gun, Qian Kun was in his hand, Rong Qianji was also like this, surrounded by immortals and sitting there, waiting for him to come back.

The difference this time is that it never comes back.

The figure of the Burning Lamp Buddha faded, which was a sign of the return journey. The arhat who brought him turned the dharma object in his hand, and all the living beings in the three realms knelt down, bowed their heads and prayed, not daring to see the splendid light of the Buddha in the clouds, and said in unison: "My Buddha is merciful."

He was half devil, half ghost, half god, half beast all his life, and his heart has never been to Buddhism. Now seeing this idea like a city, he doesn't kowtow, just nods.

When I hope to see you again... the Heavenly Emperor Dragon King is pure and flawless, transcends the dust and unshackles the vulgar, accepts the three realms in his eyes, accepts all rivers, mountains and seas, and illuminates the light everywhere.

Always cherish the heart of a child, the body and mind are big and strong.

I hope that when we meet again, you will be the emperor, I will be the general, and there will be heavy snow on Mount Sumeru.

Fall on you and my shoulders, and then make your head white.

For the two, love is like licking honey with a knife's edge. When you are tempted by its taste, a sharp knife can cut your throat.

Chongduan knelt down, Rong Qianji felt pain all over his body, and the dragon's horns began to burn again, seeing the prison god fasten the bundle of fairy locks on Chongduan, the latter was strangled, and a white tiger burst out from behind totem!

The white tiger on the totem hides behind Chongduan, and its figure grows several feet like a phantom. Its tiger stripes stretch between the eyebrows, and some faint cracks can be seen clearly due to zooming in. ...

Chong Duan leaned forward, Rong Qianji was stunned, seeing the white tiger totem, like a projection in the clouds, some nerves in his brain seemed to be touched by a knife, his heart tightened, but suddenly he vomited out a mouthful of blood!

Immediately afterwards, Rong Qianji pressed his chest tightly, but couldn't help but let out a low cry, and the sound of dragon chant spread across the sky.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!"

The fairy attendant next to him frantically wiped it with a silk handkerchief, Rong Qianji waved it away as if in a daze, and sat on the luanjia, his eyes fixed on the direction where Chong Duan was.

Everyone in the heavenly world looked sideways, one group looked at the Dragon King who was vomiting blood on Luanjia, and the other group looked at General Baihu who was being escorted to the West Tianmen!

Chong Duan saw that Rong Qianji was vomiting blood, his already red eyes became even more fierce, and he jumped up violently, but he couldn't lift his back due to the weight of the fairy chains on his body, and a long-lost roar of a tiger overflowed from his throat, Interlaced with Rong Qianji's dragon chant, it pierced through the clouds, stirring the soul...

At that moment, the vitality of the three realms seemed to have stagnated, and they were all listening to the roar of dragons and tigers coming from the clouds, which was a swan song.

To enter the heaven, you need to fly through 36 layers of heaven. The Nantian Gate is controlled by the Emperor of Heaven, and the West Tianmen is the Buddhist realm.

Tang Jian saw that the heavenly soldiers and generals who were being escorted were all terrified, and he used all his strength to suppress Zhongduan. Although he appeared here as the person who saw him off, he was now the master of the underworld anyway, and he was furious: "Be gentle on me! Chongduan is still the White Tiger God of War before he has stepped out of the heavens today, and today he voluntarily puts to death, the gods and immortals are here, can they escape!"

When the voice fell, Zhongjuan obviously felt that the force on his back was getting weaker. He slowly raised himself up. Tang Jian stretched out his hand to brush his messy hair. Seeing his red eyes, he gritted his teeth and said: " What else are you looking at? The heavenly doctor who helped him go just now is your confidant, I forced him to stay, and I have already picked up the ghost status of the underworld, you can rest assured."

That's right, Rong Qianji was sick in the past, fearing that he would not be diagnosed and treated by the doctor of the underworld, so he had to let the doctor of the underworld pretend to be a doctor of heaven, thinking that Rong Qianji couldn't see it...Tang Jian had already seen through that little thought.

Chong Duan was made uncomfortable by the immortal lock, his eyes were so red that he couldn't see Tang Jian's face clearly, he just said: "Does he hate me?"

Tang Jian said angrily: "Your man, how pure and kind-hearted is he, you don't know! Now that the world is being rebuilt and the grasses are back in spring, he has too many things to do, so he won't be able to take care of you!"

The halo of the burning Buddha's appearance is completely extinguished, and the arhat returns to the mountain, and the heaven is instantly full of golden light, and the crane returns to the cloud, shining light everywhere.

It is only said that all kinds of love in the world can't bring the world of desire and desire.

Chong Duan stood outside the West Heaven Gate, the immortal locks on his body tightened even more.

He half-stepped out of the door, stared at the direction of Rong Qianji's retreat, then turned his gaze back to Tang Jian, and said: "Tang Jian, you and I have been generals for thousands of years, and now we each have our own destiny. I only have one thing to ask of you."

Tang Jian's eyes were also red, and he who had never shed tears unexpectedly had a sore nose, "Speak quickly!"

After he finished speaking, he gritted his teeth again, raised his wrist with difficulty, revealing the red part, and continued: "In a moment of enthusiasm, I broke his marriage and tied the red thread on my hand."

The other half of the foot was raised, and Chongduan's figure was a little unstable. Tang Jian was about to reach out to help him, but he heard Chongduan hurriedly said: "However, in the tens of millions of years from now, if he ever remembers me , you tell him..."

Stepped out of the West Heaven Gate with both feet, severed the young general who had been so energetic, and completely severed the roots of the heaven.

When he was escorted away, he opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, leaving only four words light and floating, which fell into Tang Jian's ears.

"Don't wait for me."

It also fell into the remaining snow that was about to melt all over the ground.

In the morning of the second day, the new affairs of the Tiangong were in full swing. Rong Qianji led a group of newcomers to the Tiangong into the palace, followed by the veterans who were sent by him to the lower realm when he usurped the throne. Flying, a scene of harmony and joy.

With the blessing of Buddhism, the Dragon King regained the power of the court, and the gods returned to their thrones. Before the discussion of the court was opened, a long gold-plated scroll floated in the air in front of the temple, and spread out. The paper was transparent, and there was a red Buddha seal at the end.

This is the "Sinful Three Realms Edict" promulgated by the White Tiger Supervising Bing Shenjun who was re-defeated outside Mount Sumeru and promulgated by the world.

There are rumors in the Three Realms that the Burning Lamp Buddha has been scheduled to be executed on Mount Sumeru ten days later.

"With the bones and blood of a white tiger, I have lived in the world for more than two thousand years. When I was young, I fell into the underworld to avoid catastrophe. Personal enmity, admit it; later, hold the Emperor of Heaven, cut off the horns and tie the tail, causing him to retreat, confess..."

The next line of golden words was hot to the touch, all the immortals in front of the hall gathered around to look at it, Rong Qianji was sitting on the dragon chair far away, only felt that these words were ear-piercing.

Curiosity drove him, so he squinted his eyes to read, and when he read himself, he felt inexplicably sad.

He felt more and more familiar with the handwriting, and looked down the lines, but the last line caught his attention.

"In the end, forget the past, betray your sweetheart, and miss his life, admit it."