Impermanent Growth Manual

Zhengyin Ancient Buddha did not point out the location of the Bodhi tree to him. Fan Wujiu walked aimlessly along the place where his intuition and Buddha spirit were strongest. Sure enough, the surrounding fog gradually turned and changed. He seemed to have stepped into a different situation. Every step is very difficult.

Here he seemed to be unable to use any strength, and he felt as if he had returned to the time when he was in the world again.

I am so hungry every day that I have no energy to walk, and I often hide in a place where I can bask in the sun for a whole day. Occasionally, if I am lucky, I will meet a young lady who spends money and throws away the things I don’t eat. A group of beggars would swarm up and be watched with disgust, astonishment and disbelief by the 'superior people' kept in the honeypot.

In such a place, no one can use a single bit of mana.

Fan Wujiu clenched his fist, and except for his own strength, the fluctuation of spiritual power disappeared.

The scent of sandalwood from who knows where it came from slowly spread around here. He wanted to follow the scent of the scent, but it was already difficult for the nose that had lost inspiration.

So he still walked slowly in one direction according to his feeling, until he finally found a bodhi tree that seemed to grow on an island in the sky.

This is the Little Silent Heaven of the Four Noble Truths, and under the Bodhi tree is the Bodhi Island, which is supported by a Buddha beast, the Four Noble Truth Beast, which ascended together with the ancient Zhengyin Buddha. To the looming dragon body hidden in the clouds.

The Bodhi tree was really big, and he walked all the way to the bottom, only to realize that even the new leaf growing on a branch here was much bigger than him.

"Who is coming?" An extremely stern and empty voice came from the void, Fan Wujiu paused, suppressed the fear rising from his blood and raised his voice and replied: "The underworld is impermanent, Fan Wujiu .”

"Impermanence God?" The voice asked, and a floating cloud floated in front of Fan Wujiu. Fan Wujiu stepped on it to stand firm, and then he heard the voice and asked again: "Is Chang'an God Alright now?"

Fan Wujiu smiled stiffly and did not speak.

Seeing that there was no response, the voice stopped appearing again, and just carried Yun Duo to send Fan Wujiu to where he was going.

"Feng Wang has already cultivated the Wanxiang Golden Gong Seal, since you have Phoenix Gu on your body, go directly to him."

"Can you see that I have Phoenix Gu?" Fan Wujiu raised his head to the edge of the island and looked down, there were huge blue scales looming in the clouds.

He always thought that it was the Four Noble Beasts, but he didn't expect it to be a green dragon.

"The ancient Buddha has kindness to me, Ao Qing has nothing to repay, but only use the body of the dragon to replace the Four Noble Beasts to prop up the little silent sky for a hundred years to repay the favor."

"It turned out to be the Dragon King of the West Sea." Fan Wujiu bowed towards the direction the voice came from, then smiled and said, "Chang'an once told me that he has a very good relationship with the Wu Song and the Dragon King of the Wu Clan."

"How long have you been here?" Ao Qing asked suddenly, Fan Wujiu didn't quite understand, and said: "I estimate that the time is more than a month at most."

"More than a month?" The Dragon King laughed, and a light blue shadow appeared in front of Fan Wujiu, with long black hair hanging behind him, and a dragon horn representing the dragon clan on his forehead, "From you into the Four Noble Truths From the sky to the present, more than a hundred years have passed in the human world."

"When you came, chaos happened frequently in the sky. Wu Song Liusu jumped down to Zhuxiantai and his life and death were unknown. My grandson Xianxun was lucky enough to be taken care of by Wu Song, and got the chance to listen to the scriptures under the seat of Zhengyin ancient Buddha for a hundred years. Now Counting it, the Four Noble Beasts are about to return to heaven, and the day when I will be responsible for erecting this Bodhi Island is also coming." Ao Qing's transformed form was not very solid, but what he said made Fan Wujiu silent for a long time.

"In the Four Noble Heavens, the sun rises and sets only a few times back and forth, and a hundred years have passed in the underworld?" Fan Wujiu lowered his eyes and shook his head, "It is said that in Buddhism, there is no sun rising, no sunset, no time, and no good moments. That's what it means."

"I don't know why the impermanent god of the underworld came here. The person you are looking for is chanting under the tree and has never stopped for a hundred years." Long Jun sighed: "He is also an infatuated person. I seem to remember The Phoenix King of Nantian has been praying for someone since a long time ago."

"Thank you, Dragon Lord." Fan Wujiu saluted, watched the blue figure disappear, then turned around and walked towards the direction the Dragon King pointed out to him.

"The old man has stayed in the Heaven of the Four Noble Truths for a hundred years, and he has received a lot of goods. I had a dream a few days ago that there is a mountain host in the underworld who is in the middle of the West Sea. If the god is free in the future, you might as well take a look." Long Jun spoke loudly behind Fan Wujiu's back, and then said: "There is an island above the West Sea named Fuqiongyu, and under the island is the place where the water god Haiyou lived temporarily, and the palace of Haiyou is deep in the sea. If you want to go down thousands of miles, this old man is willing to help you."

"Thank you so much, Lord Long." Fan Wujiu cupped his hands in thanks again, and waited until there was no reply before continuing to walk forward.

The place where Changge is located is actually very easy to find. Bodhi is colorless. Although the outside looks like a little green dotted with branches, it is extremely luxuriant, but Bodhi has no trees. This is a passage passed down by Taoism since ancient times.

When he came to a corner, Fan Wujiu heard a burst of Sanskrit words, causing the air around him to vibrate slightly.

He vaguely remembered that Xie Bi'an once told him before that some people have repeated Buddhist scriptures for hundreds of thousands of years, and if the opportunity is right, they will have an ability called the spirit of speech.

As the name suggests, it is spells that can be spoken, even if they can't directly accomplish things, they can also assist in the success of things.

Changge sat on the floor with his back facing him, covered in red clothes like fire, with halos flowing, but it seemed to be frozen in one place, which was extremely uncoordinated.

"No one has been here for a long time." Fan Wujiu stood in front of Changge all the time, seeing that he didn't respond at all, he simply knelt and sat there together.

Changge finally opened his eyes, looking as calm as stagnant water. Fan Wujiu looked into his eyes, somehow, as if he could see himself ten thousand years later after losing Xie Bian.

Now he is full of hope that after he walks out of the Four Noble Heavens, he can find a way to bring Xie Bi'an back to life. Probably Changge at the time had exactly the same thoughts as him, from hope to disappointment, repeated many times, even the last glimmer of hope They were all annihilated in this invisible river with the passage of time.

He felt that the act of chanting sutras in long songs seemed to have become a habit, and he didn't even have any unrealistic wishes anymore, he just thought that whatever he could do would be good.

Fan Wujiu felt very sad for a moment, he lowered his eyes and put Bai Guai aside, the obsidian had already been inlaid on the top of Bai Guai by him, the sudden point in the white was very glaring.

"Chang'an asked me to come to you and tell you that I have Phoenix Gu on my body." Fan Wujiu cut straight to the point and didn't say anything besides the point.

Changge's eyes turned like stagnant water, and the golden red eyes fixed on Fan Wujiu, "Did Chang'an Shenjun entrust you to bring Phoenix Gu?"

"Yes." Fan Wujiu was expressionless. In fact, Xie Bi'an didn't ask him to do anything. He just wanted to imprison himself in the Heaven of Four Noble Truths for thousands of years. It became lighter, as if he wanted to taste the aroma of meat in the past, but when his stomach was full, he no longer had any expectations and desires for meat.

"Didn't he tell you why the Phoenix Gu exists?" Changge smiled, with a completely different arrogance from Manzhu's coquettish face, which was the inherent pride of being a phoenix.

"Now all the phoenixes—including me, except for the instinct of Nirvana, no one can leave the phoenix Gu after death." Changge slowly told the things about the Phoenix family, "The phoenix that Chang'an handed over to you Gu was not left by Xicheng himself."

It wasn't left by him, so nothing can be done.

Changge lowered his head slightly, his hair slipped from the side of his neck, and his thin neck bone seemed to be broken if he exerted a lot of force, "He had received the Phoenix Seal of the Phoenix King before offering sacrifices to the Karma Fire. There is a The phoenix Gu left by the ancient phoenix is ​​a death Gu."

"It was a phoenix that died because its spouse couldn't Nirvana, and fell into a demonic way. It has been in my hands for tens of thousands of years... the aura on it has multiplied and changed. I have never been able to smash it, but Xicheng used it as a good medicine. "

Hearing these words, Fan Wujiu suddenly felt a piercing pain in his head as if being pricked by a needle, and scenes seemed to flash before his eyes.

He watched the faces flash by in front of him like a bystander, and then he opened his mouth uncontrollably: "Do you think that Xicheng was tolerated by the Phoenix clan that day, and the two girls with eight golden feathers Why did the parents take him away from Dao Nantian?"

He didn't see that scene with his own eyes, but Xie Bi'an told him about it.

The two Jinling Phoenix Kings gave up their chance of nirvana and wanted the little phoenix to break out of its shell-but no one knew whether they gave up the instinct of nirvana themselves, or whether someone was unable to do so.

Changge's hand holding the scriptures tightened, and Fan Wujiu continued: "This Phoenix Gu can't really do anything."

He forced out the Phoenix Gu and spit it out in the center of his palm, "He is just a key to remind me and you."

"The phoenix who has entered the magic way, if I guess correctly, I am afraid that he will be the Phoenix King that day. His partner is naturally the Phoenix King, but as the Phoenix King, he cannot be nirvana with twelve golden feathers on his body. The matter must be a scandal for the whole Dao Nantian, and even you probably only know a little bit about it."

"The phoenixes died one after another and turned into ashes. Only Phoenix King left behind a phoenix Gu, but no one knows whether the two of them have a child—and whether that child has the ability to nirvana."