True Immortal of the Netherworld

Just when Xu Yang fell into the "Fantasy Butterfly Fantasy".

The same is true for others.

The golden boy, who was good at controlling his own soul power, suddenly changed his expression. He felt that his soul and mind were being controlled by an "external force" that came from nowhere. However, this kind of external force feels harmless and makes people subjectively comfortable, so it is difficult to guard against it.

What Golden Boy practices is "Vajra Boy Skill". His control over soul power was far greater than that of monks of the same level, and he immediately realized that he was under an illusion. But at the moment when he wanted to use his strength to resist, his whole person had fallen into the "moment of happiness".

The fluttering phantom butterflies in front of him exuded a dream. In the dreamland, the golden boy felt that he was one of those happy phantom butterflies.

A happy moment in memory.

Years ago. Golden Buddha Temple.

A cute-looking boy of six or seven years old, wearing a brand new apricot-colored Buddhist robe, was sitting upright on the kneeling platform in front of the Buddha's image in the main hall of the Golden Buddha Temple.

Next to the child, a great monk wearing a gold-threaded cassock with a kind face said solemnly: "Jin Duo, today, the Golden Buddha Temple has set up a formal ordination altar to hold an ordination ceremony specifically for you. Please think carefully, this is voluntary. Ordained?"

The little boy had a happy face, his eyes were full of hope, his little head was nodding like melons pecking at rice, and he said loudly: "Jin Duo is willing, Jin Duo is willing."

"Jin Duo, male, six years old. Today I volunteer to be ordained and ordained at the Golden Buddha Temple and become a disciple of my Golden Buddha Temple. Please accept the ordination." The great monk said loudly while performing the Buddha salute with one hand.

Immediately, he took out the razor and cut off the child's hair one by one. During the process, the child showed no attachment to a hair of his own, as if all he had cut away were strands of worldly restraints. After a while, the earthly child turned into a bald little novice monk.

Tanzhou, where little Tong Jinduo is located, is very vast and is one of the few large states in the Northern Territory. At the same time, Tanzhou is also the center of Buddhism in the entire northern region, and the people of Tanzhou believe in Buddhism. Almost all children here become monks and worship Buddha after the age of five. Some are months, some are years, and some are a lifetime.

There are numerous large and small temples throughout Tanzhou, most of which are secular temples. Among them, there are dozens of cultivation temples that take Buddhism and Taoism as the path to cultivation. To ordinary mortals, they are noble existences far away in the mountains and unattainable. The Golden Buddha Temple is the top one among the many cultivation temples and is the center of Buddhism in Tanzhou and even the Northern Territory.

Every three years, only one boy from the secular world in Tanzhou who has Buddhist connections is selected to be ordained at the Golden Buddha Temple. One is to recruit talents for the Golden Buddha Temple, and the other is to promote the Buddhist teachings of the Golden Buddha Temple to be with mortals and benefit all living beings. Those who can be selected are called lucky ones.

"Jin Duo" is the lucky one among thousands of children from Danzhou who was selected by the Golden Buddha Temple to be ordained.

At this time, little "Jin Duo" was filled with happiness.

"I am the pride of my parents and a lucky son. I am so happy." Jin Duo seemed to have a Buddha lotus blooming in his heart, feeling at ease and full of happiness.

...

Huomoutuo on the side, whose control of soul power is far inferior to that of Golden Boy, even opened his mouth and stared at him early, and the whole person fell into the "Fantasy Butterfly Fantasy".

Time goes back decades.

In the Golden Buddha Temple.

Huomeduo, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, stood solemnly in the hall.

"Hot eyebrow monk, this time you got first place in the written examination of Buddhist scriptures for young monks held in the Golden Buddha Temple. The item as a reward is this red fire and purple gold bowl. This treasure is also extraordinary for the Golden Buddha Temple. It's a treasure. The inscription on the sitting Buddha is a magical weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years," said an elder in the temple wearing a gold-trimmed red cassock.

With that said, the elder took the red fire and purple gold bowl from the waiter on the side and handed it over.

"Thank you, elder. I will take good care of the red fire and purple gold bowl and not let it get damaged in the slightest. Keep up the good work and practice sincerely." The young monk with red eyebrows took the red fire and purple gold bowl with both hands respectfully, and the two red eyebrows on his eyebrows were like red ribbons. It started to fly, and the happiness was overwhelming.

Taking the red fire and purple gold bowl and putting it away carefully, the young monk with the flaming eyebrows tucked up his sleeves and secretly said in his heart: "Fortunately, I wrote the Buddhist sutras on the inside of my sleeves with transparent brush strokes in advance, and then I can use my fire eyes to cover them quietly during the exam. Check it out. Otherwise, how could I get first place in such an obscure Buddhist scripture exam? Huomei, you are so wise."

An outstanding sense of happiness arises spontaneously.

...

A'Zhu is the body of a Suzaku, and his soul is very powerful.

Even so, as the phantom butterflies danced gracefully in front of her, A'Zhu's eyes also reflected her own moment of happiness.

In the ruins of Piaoyun Peak.

There is a red shell egg sealed in a red crystal. The eggshell seemed to be transparent, but there was clearly the shadow of a girl inside. This girl had no clothes on her body, and her curled-up jade body, with its smooth lines, hung there quietly like a silver moon. Red cloud-like hair spreads over the small shoulders, a pair of lotus-white arms hug her chest tightly, and there is a faint plump curve in the arms that rises and falls with her breathing. From time to time, there were waves of intoxicating whispers: "Come and help me, come and help me."

Attracted by the soft call, a young man in green approached the red crystal where the red-shelled egg was. It was none other than Xu Yang.

...

The second day. One boy and one red bird.

"I can't even remember my previous memories, and I also forgot my name."

"Since you are my natal spiritual pet, I will give you a new name."

As he spoke, Xu Yang glanced back and forth at Red Bird.

He continued: "I see you have a bunch of yellow feathers on your head, so I'll call you Ah Huang."

"What!" Hear Xu Yang say this. Red Bird's nose almost spit out with excitement.

"What, are you not satisfied?"

"Ah Huang, it's obviously the name of a little yellow dog you have at home." Red Bird said tremblingly.

"Yes, "Ah Huang" was my playmate when I was a child. I liked him very much. When I saw the golden feathers on your head, I thought of "Ah Huang". So, I named you "Ah Huang"."

At this time, the red bird had collapsed to the ground.

He said in a trembling voice: "Ah Huang, he is still a little male dog, but he is a little girl."

"Haha. I have overlooked this. The little girl's name "Huang" is indeed not very pleasant."

"It's not that it doesn't sound good, it just doesn't sound good to my ears at all." Red Bird said angrily.

"Okay, okay. If you don't want to call me "Huang", just call me "Azhu"."

"Well, at least it's a little girl's name."

"A'Zhu!" Xu Yang deliberately shouted loudly.

"Master, what's the matter?" A'Zhu said.

Having been reborn, with a new name, and a handsome little brother as his master, A'Zhu was extremely happy.

.....

In the world of flowers.

Yin Mengting has a body of green sandalwood, and she sensitively discovered that there was a secret power of wood attribute invading her consciousness. She twisted the beads in her hands to resist. Sanskrit words flowed on the green sandalwood beads, emitting a faint cyan glow.

At this time, Yin Mengting had amnesia. She initially chose to enter the Green Fire Demon Realm with Xu Yang because she seemed to vaguely find the shadow of her own memory in Xu Yang.

And at this moment, that mysterious power actually depicted the missing fragments in her memory. Yin Mengting's fingers loosened the green sandalwood beads and she gave up the resistance on her own initiative.

It was a world full of green.

The air of wood spirit curls up, nourishes the heart and lungs, and makes people feel relaxed and happy.

A young man in green shirt stood under a green sandalwood tree with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for something. His facial features are very similar to "Xu Yang", but he looks a year or two older than "Xu Yang", and the clothes he wears are more exquisite and gorgeous, and his whole person shows a somewhat noble demeanor.

At this time, Yin Mengting, dressed in a light blue skirt and top, walked up from a short distance away, with the corners of her skirt fluttering, her graceful figure and unparalleled beauty.

Coming closer, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"I heard that Emperor Nantian has issued an edict announcing that you will enter the palace to serve as a saint." The young man in green shirt said.

"There is no formal edict yet. I just sent someone to inform you. I haven't agreed yet." The girl in green shirt said.

"Emperor Nantian is the supreme king of all regions of Nantian, and no one can disobey him."

"Having said that, this is the Qingtan Immortal Realm, not the Nantian Lingxiao Palace. I am the saint of the Qingtan Immortal Realm. I can find a suitable reason to refuse."

"If you do this, it may bring unimaginable disaster to the Green Tan Immortal Realm. I heard that the last Red Stone Immortal Realm that was destroyed by the Nantian Emperor only paid tribute to the Red Stone, which dissatisfied the Nantian Emperor."

"There are thousands of immortal concubines in the Nantian Emperor's harem. One more than me is not too much, and one less than me is not enough. Besides, the concubines who can be selected into the Nantian harem must be virgins. I only need to marry before that. Just give it to the person I like."

"Oh? Who is the person you like?"

"Yu Yang, a prince of Chiyang Fairyland."

When the boy in green heard that the name the girl spoke was his, his ears turned red and he didn't know what to say.

"What? Don't you remember that day, in order to thank you for saving your life, my father held a thank you banquet, and after drinking, you and I talked in the garden pavilion? You said that you want to marry me ." The girl said with a serious expression.

"That, that..." The young man was speechless.

Although the young man's confession in the pavilion was sincere, it was somewhat emboldened by drunkenness. And that time, the girl did not clearly state whether she agreed or disagreed.

The boy originally wanted to confess to the girl again this time, but unexpectedly, the girl took the initiative to confess to him first.

"Just tell me what you said to me that day, just say it again. Because you don't seem drunk now, and you won't talk drunkenly. As for Emperor Nan Tian, ​​if the blame falls on me, I will bear the responsibility alone. "

The young man encouraged himself, there was nothing that I, "Yu Yang," couldn't do.

Then he said loudly: "I, Yu Yang, the sixth prince of the Haori Kingdom of the Chiyang Immortal Territory, want to marry the saint Yin Mengting of the Qingtan Immortal Territory as my wife."

After a pause, the young man said loudly: "I want to marry you."

The girl's heart blossomed with happiness, and she said shyly: "I do."

In a happy moment, the two hugged each other tightly.