After being dressed as the evil god

Self-cultivation, self-cultivation, no one can enlighten the Tao and cultivate the mind for others.

Even with the great power of the gods, it is impossible for all living beings to escape from samsara.

The law of the liberation of all living beings lies only in the living beings themselves.

Lord Yan stretched out his hand and pointed at the ground where the wine was splashed. The wine was splashed by Changyang, and it was naturally tainted with the yang harmony of the gods.Yanjun's warm divine power arouses the meaning of Yanghe, and goes all the way down the Optimus Pillar, piercing through the ridge of the earth, and scattered throughout the entire earth.

The four seasons rotate, and the solar terms change.

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On the border of the Sui Dynasty, in a fishing village near the water, Bai Qingya sat cross-legged with several monks, her white eyebrows slightly raised in surprise.

"Diancang Mountain's puja?" He asked the monks on the opposite side.

"Exactly." One of the monks replied.

These monks were rescued by Bai Qingya by chance.He followed Li Quan's guidance and came to the Sui land. When he passed by here, he happened to meet these monks who had stepped into a trap and were besieged by many strange things. The situation was in danger, so he helped him, and later he borrowed the power of the water god of the nearby Huai River. Wei, killed some of the weirdness, and escaped some of the weirdness.

It can't be blamed for these monks being careless, the weirdness is the result of a mortal hunter, who has no cultivation base, and has the bloody aura of hunting on his body.As a result, they couldn't see it for a while, and were lured into the trap by him.

The trap was not arranged by this mortal hunter, but the result of the weird design of several monks.The monsters originally possessed the intelligence before they turned into monsters, as long as they restrained their greed for each other's flesh and blood, they would naturally unite.

After Bai Qingya rescued these people, they communicated with each other about their origins and whereabouts, only then did they know that everyone's target was the Sui land.It's just that Bai Qingya doesn't have any clear goals, and these monks are going to the capital of the Sui Dynasty.

They are monks in the Zhilei Cave of Qianren Mountain. The purpose of their visit is to find Xue Chengbo, the uncle who practiced in the Yongsheng Pagoda in the Sui Dynasty, and to attend the Dharma Conference in Diancang Mountain together.

"More than a month ago, Diancang Mountain sent a message to the orthodox orthodox cultivators everywhere that it will hold a Dharma meeting on the Day of Waking of Insects, and invite fellow practitioners from all over the world to deal with the catastrophe." said the monk in Zhilei Cave.

In fact, Zhengxiu with orthodox inheritance communicated with each other as early as the beginning of the catastrophe. Chi Zhenzi went to Tushan to take over the matter of his traitor children.It's just that this kind of alliance before was between various sects and forces, and they only communicated with each other through techniques, shadows, and information, and never gathered together.

"Diancang Mountain has a long history, and the ancestors are always there, and there are countless secret methods. This puja is not only a meeting for responding to disasters, but also a meeting for preaching. There may be ways to resist weirdness and slow down the decline of disasters. From my point of view, Fellow Daoists seem to have the disasters of five declines. Why don't you go together?" Zhilei Cave monk invited.

"I haven't received an invitation, can I still participate?" Bai Qingya asked.

It would be normal if this kind of Dharma meeting is only limited to the familiar sects - there are innumerable cultivators in the world, with different xinxing, if anyone can participate at will, then if there are evil cultivators mixed in, wouldn't it be counterproductive? harm?

The cultivator in Zhilei Cave said, "Fellow Daoist, don't worry too much. This puja is for inviting people from all walks of life. Even if there is no invitation from me, fellow Daoists can still participate."

Another monk said: "Diancang Mountain will ring the Taoist bell and spread it to the world. Anyone who has practiced Taoism and can hear the Taoist bell will be invited."

"The Dharma conference is the day of the Awakening of Insects, and the day of the ringing of the bell is fixed at..." Zhileidong monk made a calculation in his mind, "It's exactly today, the beginning of spring."

The sun is rising, Yang Qi is growing, winter is coming to an end, and spring is coming.

Dang——The long and profound sound of the bell rises together with the yang energy that grows on the earth. The sound comes from afar, but it seems to rise from the bottom of the heart.

Dang—the bell rings 36 times and repeats twice, making a total of [-] rings.One sound is more distant than one sound, and one sound is more heartfelt than one sound.

The sound of the bell seemed to shake the dust attached to the heart of the Tao, so that the minds of all living beings who heard the Tao were cleared, their worries were reduced, and their minds were purified.

The bell went to the north, and Mindi woke up when he heard the bell, and offered sacrifices to Lord Yan and Huamang.In the depths of the Yanjun Sanctuary, with the yang energy of the earth, the consciousness that has been sleeping for a long time is lightly moving, and it will not wake up.

The bell went east, and the monks in Sui and Lu, whether they were walking or standing, sitting or lying down, all stopped hearing the sound. The long night dawned the bell, and the Taoist rhyme cleansed the heart, breaking through the dark and twisted influence of the kalpa.Many monks in the Daqing Mountains were also awakened by the sound of the bell. On the top of the mountain, Changyang smiled and pointed at Lord Yan.

The bell went south. In the Liang Palace, Xu Kang in filial piety looked dazed. Outside Qianren Mountain, Duan Xiaomiao, who hadn't heard anything, panicked. She hugged Xiao Huan, who was covering her head in pain, and called Duan Xiayun repeatedly.

The sound of the bell went to the west. In the Great Yin Palace, Emperor Yin snorted coldly. In the name of the co-lord, there is even a faint tendency to force Zhong Ming to withdraw from the kingdoms.

The bell goes up, and in the courtyard of the gods, lightning flashes and thunder rolls in the Golden Thunder Pond, and the aura of the White Emperor suddenly descends to the world, breaking the aura of the emperor with his mighty power, and stalemate with the emperor Yin in the gap between Yin and Hebei outside.

The bell is going down, the ghostly nine springs, all the hidden ferrymen of the underworld hide their coffin boats deeper under the underworld, the girl raised her head and listened quietly for a moment, then suddenly smiled, facing Xi Shen'an who was twitching the corners of her mouth like a toothache Decisively overweight: "Not enough."

One hundred and eight bells have rung, and all sentient beings who have cultivated their Dao mind enough to hear the sound understand this invitation: March [-]th, the Day of Awakening Insects, invites all comrades from all over the world to gather together in Diancang Mountain.

Outside the borders of the Great Yin Kingdom, the opposing forces of the White Emperor and the Yin Tianzi quietly dissipated.

At the bell tower on the top of Cang Mountain, Feng Chuan looked at the old monk who was out of breath after letting go of the bell and pestle, and said with a smile and disgust: "Lingji, you are not good at cultivation. You can breathe like this after ringing the bell. It was considered mysterious before." You can spend too much time in self-cultivation, no wonder Chengwang wants you to practice more."

Lingji with long eyebrows and white hair was helped to sit aside by several disciples, and she had no strength to refute at all.

It is not easy to ring a Taoist bell that can pass through the world with one hundred and eight strokes. In the entire Diancang Mountain, it takes only two palms to ring this bell and make its sound spread to the world, let alone one hundred and eight Down.As for the fact that he was almost injured when he counted Xuan Qingjiao before, he was almost injured and retreated... At that time, Hun Chao was covering up the secret of Xuan Qingjiao's refinement of dream beasts into Gu. Accidentally counted on Hun Chao?If he hadn't realized something was wrong and backed away quickly, it wouldn't have been resolved after a period of retreat.

Lingji replied with a wry smile: "Yes."

He didn't have to refute either.Lingji is the ancestor of Chi Zhenzi, and also a disciple of the ancestor of the Diancang Mountain School, but it is said that he and his master are of the same generation, and the Chengwang in his mouth refers to his master.

It was also because of divination that his master rushed to ring the bell as soon as he left the customs, but in order to prevent accidents, he also invited the patriarch Feng Chuan to watch over him.

Seeing that he was just a little bit exhausted, Feng Chuan nodded with a smile, and went back to his fire pool.

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On the top of Daqing Mountain, Lord Yan winked at Changyang triumphantly.

What he did in Diancang Mountain was not what he ordered. After the catastrophe 12 years ago, Lord Yan guided the confused beings to map out the future on Diancang Mountain. When the catastrophe comes again today, they are also willing to guide the confused beings today with their accumulated methods.

The salary is not exhausted, but the fire has been passed on, so the light is getting brighter.

In the place Yanjun pointed out, a tiny bud broke through the soil layer, and got out from the ground poured with wine, shaking the new leaves in the wind on the top of the mountain.

Spring is here.