Chapter 233: When the Wind Blows, Calamity Is in My Heart
Chapter 233 The wind is blowing and calamity is in my heart (Second update, please subscribe and vote monthly)
"The wind is picking up."
On Mount Sumeru, Zhunti slowly opened his eyes, looked at the mountains of green mountains in the distance, and slowly stretched out his right hand.
The moment his palms were spread out, there was a palm-sized green leaf, blown by the mountain wind, floating from the south at the right time and falling between his palms.
The leaves are slightly cool when I start, and there are stripes of texture on them. The textures are clear in the crisscrossing, just like a picture.
No one else knows what is depicted in the picture.
But when the mountain wind blew Zhunti's robe, his eyes were complicated, with a sigh that went with the wind.
Don’t hide it, don’t change it, don’t increase or decrease your thoughts.
"This world is changing all the time. No matter how reluctant you and I are to give up, for the sake of this world, we cannot continue like this."
Looking at the green leaves in his palm, Zhunti's eyes showed a trace of reluctance before finally letting go of his hand.
Even if there are infinite mountains between them, even if there are countless rivers between him and the Styx at this time.
However, when the breath of Styx gradually disappeared, he Zundi could not sense it.
But, just like what he said, things will eventually change.
When the Six-winged Golden Cicada chooses to enter reincarnation, even if he and Styx both know it, their friendship will not be damaged.
But just like the six-winged golden cicada made a choice, it was time for them to make their own choice.
Otherwise, under the circumstances of being involved in each other, unless both of them choose to stay in the wild world.
Then, as time goes by, we will inevitably take this step.
"In that reincarnation, I was one step ahead of you. I hope this time, you are one step ahead of me."
Looking at the green leaves in the palm of his hand, in an instant, as the breeze swept across, they gradually disappeared into the air. The complexity in Zhunti's eyes also gradually converged.
After a while, we reached the top of Mount Sumeru.
"Junior brother, I just felt the vibration of the power of reincarnation. Do you know the reason?"
Seeing Zhunti coming from a distance, Jieyin slowly opened his eyes and asked in a deep voice.
"Fellow Taoist Jin Chan has entered reincarnation, and fellow Taoist Hou Tu has felt something in his heart. It seems that he has clearly understood the beginning of tribulation, so it has affected the power of reincarnation."
"So, Taoist fellow Houtu will transcend the world of prehistoric times?"
After hearing this, Jie Yin made some calculations and felt a vague connection with Hou Tu, and a smile appeared on his face.
"I see."
"Senior Brother, aren't you worried that the Six Paths of Reincarnation will be affected by Taoist Fellow Hou Tu, causing shock to living beings?"
"This wind rises in the sky and scatters on the earth. Junior brother, have you ever seen this wind stop?"
Facing Zhunti's gaze, Jie Yin said slowly with a smile.
"The wind rises and falls, just like the hardships you and I went through in the past. It seems to have passed, but in fact it has never passed.
But, is that important?"
As he finished speaking, Hui Yin looked at the world in the south and said with meaning.
"It doesn't matter whether it's bitter or sweet.
For example, if the wine you drink often has no taste in your mouth, the wine and the water from the clear spring are generally the same.
Junior brother, if there is no renunciation in your heart, there will be no renunciation. Do not feel distressed because of the things in front of you."
"Junior brother, I understand."
After hearing these words, Zhunti was silent in his heart for a moment, then nodded and said.
I thought I had looked away, but I never thought that when I came in front of my senior brother, it was revealed.
"Listening to Senior Brother's words is better than being in seclusion for tens of millions of years. Senior Brother, have you already clearly understood the rise and end of tribulation?"
"There are external calamities and internal calamities. For example, the departure of the golden cicada makes you change. This is the external calamity.
But all these changes come from Jin Chan's own choices. This is internal calamity.
But whether it is internal calamity or external calamity, the so-called calamity arises only because of thoughts. When the mind is calm, it will reach the other shore."
As he said these words, Qiu Yin's hands slowly clasped together, and a faint white Buddha light slowly emerged.
This Buddha's light was extremely strange. It looked white at first, but when Zhunti's eyes fell on it, he felt an ethereal and ethereal meaning in the Buddha's light.
This meaning is continuous, but if you focus on it for a long time, it can make people wise.
Seeing this scene, Zhunti knew that his senior brother did not seem to have done anything to alarm the Emperor of Heaven.
But in fact, with this period of silent cultivation, I have already entered the path of perfect calamity.
As for whether he had a grasp of it, Zhunti found that he was unable to see through his senior brother's cultivation for a while.
"No wonder senior brother can know my thoughts at a glance. It turns out to be because senior brother saw the fog in my heart and thought I could let go of it."
As this thought emerged, Zhunti couldn't help but feel a sense of shame in his heart.
When he attained enlightenment, he swore an oath to always be by his side and accompany him to the world.
But I don't know when, I actually let this thought become weak.
Looking at the vibrant western world at this moment, looking at the boundless green mountains and rivers
Zhunti really wanted to say that it was because the world in the west was no longer in a mess, and it was because the ancient world had become peaceful under the care of the Taoist ancestors.
Therefore, from now on, he does not need to take care of him, and he can still make his senior brother no longer miserable.
But these are his excuses after all.
"I'm slacking off."
Thinking of this, Zhunti slowly closed his eyes.
He transforms himself into the Dharma, sees the past, knows the present, and understands the future!
Buzz!
In an instant, bright golden lights appeared in front of Zhunti.
This light originates from the dark and hesitant place, which represents the sufferings suffered in the past and the injustice before enlightenment.
But as he realized his original mind, Zhunti discovered that what should have been a flawless and bright light at this moment actually had a few wisps of gray mist, like dust, emerge from nowhere.
"This is... calamity!"
"Tribulation, great calamity, this is the great calamity of our race!"
On a hillside, looking at the rushing river and the monstrous flood pouring down, an old man from the human race cried bitterly.
Thousands of years ago, the mother goddess Nuwa used her body to mend the sky to save the world.
From then on, the human race no longer had a mother goddess to protect them.
Floods surged into the sky, landslides and ground cracked, and veins of fire spewed out. All kinds of sufferings occurred one after another.
Without the protection of the Mother Goddess, what should we do as a human race? Can't we go back to the past?
Looking at the ruined tribes at the foot of the mountain and the countless human beings wailing in the monstrous floods, the old man's eyes shed tears of blood.
Boom!
At this moment, a loud noise sounded from the collapsed mountain peak.
In the flood that was filled with countless rubbles falling from the sky, and in the gradually turbid flood, unexpectedly, at some point, there was a black shadow like a huge thing, looming.
"Ferocious, fierce beast!"
As a huge wave rolled up, the human race who was surviving in the flood saw a pair of green vertical pupils popping up quietly from the flood.
Just the gradually revealed head was already larger than the peak of a hundred feet high.
"roar!"
The next moment, a dark green fierce dragon roared out from the raging flood.
"It's over, it's all over!"
Seeing this scene, the human race who were still struggling in the flood were like dumplings in the water one by one.
The difference is that the dumplings fell into the water, and the humans who fell into the water at this moment flew up from the water one after another amidst the roar of the giant ferocious beasts, heading towards the bloody mouth.
"You evil beast, how dare you hurt anyone!"
Seeing that the suffering human race was about to be completely submerged in the huge mouth, a dazzling golden light fell from the sky at this moment.
Boom!
Accompanied by bursts of thunder, the black clouds in the sky dissipated into a spreading ring in the golden light that penetrated the clouds.
"Immortal, the guardian immortals are here."
Seeing this scene, the surviving humans shouted excitedly.
Amid the shouts, the dark green fierce dragon's head was struck by a ring emitting golden light, and was submerged in the flood.
But before the ferocious beast could make a comeback, it turned into a small dark green loach with a shrill roar and sank into the palm of the visitor's hand.
"rise!"
Seeing the ferocious beast lying in wait, Xuandu breathed a sigh of relief and immediately turned towards the flood that was still pouring down.
Buzz!
In one of his fingers that contained golden light, the monstrous flood that was originally like an angry dragon retreated away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, human races that had previously been drowned in the flood emerged one after another under the protection of golden light.
In the space of just a stick of incense, the tribe that was destroyed by the flood was restored to its original state.
"The elders were frightened. We just wanted to save the human race who fell into the water, so we hesitated."
After everything was over, Xuan Du looked at the human race that had returned to its original state under the nourishment of mana, and said happily.
"Thank you, Guardian Immortal, for coming to the rescue."
Looking at Xuandu, whose face was still a little green, the human elders who had been rescued said with tears of gratitude.
"I am the Xuandu of the Human Sect, and now I am not planning to become a guardian immortal. I am returning this time to go to the temple to assume the responsibility of guardianship."
Xuandu said respectfully.
There was no hint of superiority in his words or deeds.
In fact, he has never felt superior in his heart.
After all, before he became a disciple and learned skills, he was just a little kid like the ordinary tribe in front of him.
Now that he has returned from his studies, it is too late to protect the human race.
"Elders, thousands of years ago, someone taught the method of cultivating the golden elixir. Why is it that there is not a single practitioner in the tribe that I see?"
Thinking of this, a hint of doubt appeared in Xuandu's eyes.
After all, before he left the human race, he traveled around the human race with his master and taught him the methods of cultivation.
Moreover, the ferocious dragon just now was not ordinary.
He actually dared to cause a flood that submerged both sides of the river. If he hadn't come here, the human tribes on both sides of the river would have been destroyed.
Monster clan or dragon clan?
As this thought emerged, Xuandu's heart condensed.
At this moment, his eyes moved and he saw rays of light roaring from a distance in the distant sky.