Chapter 71: The Small-minded Red Cloud
East China Sea.

Flying away from heaven, Kunpeng flew towards the East China Sea at the fastest speed.

Along the way, Kunpeng's expression changed from gloomy to bright, and he was frightened and angry in his heart.

"Neither Dijun nor Taiyi are good people! They actually want to use me to save the saint's face!"

"No, we can't stay in this heaven anymore. We have to leave sooner or later."

While he was thinking, golden light flashed before his eyes and Buddhist sounds surrounded his ears.

Looking up, we have arrived at the Buddhist Kingdom of Yingzhou.

Countless giant Buddha figures sit in the void, surrounding the Buddha land.

There seems to be no end of living beings bowing before the Buddha, hoping to enter the Buddhist sect and meet the saint.

This vast and solemn scene made Kunpeng, who was already a little uneasy, even more nervous.

"The cause and effect between me and this ancestor Buddha can be big or small, and it was this ancestor Buddha who caused me to lose my sainthood."

"I had no choice but to order the demon tribe to search everywhere."

"The demon race is now at a disadvantage, and Dijun and Taiyi are doing everything they can. They can even think of this method, it seems they are really anxious."

Standing thousands of miles away from the Buddha's land, Kunpeng hesitated for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and flew into the Buddha's land.

"Demon Master Kunpeng, meet the Ancestral Buddha!"

Kunpeng's voice was loud, echoing throughout the Buddha's land and attracting the attention of countless living beings.

But Kunpeng waited for a long time and still didn't get a response.

Feeling the gazes of countless creatures below, Kunpeng's face turned red and his eyes became vicious.

Just as he was about to leave, suppressing his shame and anger, a voice came from the Buddha's land.

"The demon master has come to the Buddha's land, the saint invites you..."

A bald Buddhist disciple with a face as white as a baby appeared and entered with Kunpeng.

After Kunpeng went in, Gui Xuan's Qinglian clone appeared in the distance.

"Kunpeng has been forced here. It seems that Di Jun is a little anxious for the last saint position."

"But, when all nine saints appear, how will the sentient beings in the prehistoric world feel?"

After a long time, Qinglian's clone walked away.

Not long after, he appeared on the east side of the prehistoric continent, billions of miles away from the coast of the East China Sea, and sat cross-legged there.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years passed.

Gui Xuan, who had been sitting cross-legged here, slowly opened his eyes and said, "Here it comes."

In his sight, a white figure slowly walked towards him from a distance.

Gui Xuan looked at the other person with a smile on his face, "Long time no see."

Nuwa also smiled and said, "The Taoist has been waiting here for a long time. It seems that my Taoism is not wrong."

For countless years, she has traveled all over the wild world and seen all kinds of creatures.

Cause and effect are entangled, and killing continues.

Although the Red Cloud Buddha's light shines everywhere, it can reduce the evil spirits of heaven and earth.

However, the Buddhist Buddha has not yet appeared, the Buddhist disciples’ cultivation is still shallow, and the Dharma has not yet reached all corners of the prehistoric world.

This also gave Nuwa a deep understanding of her own Tao.

I am delighted to see Gui Xuan again today.

Her word will be accomplished!
Gui Xuan said calmly, "Your way is under your feet."

"I am here to preach to you again, to perfect your teachings."

Nuwa bowed slightly, "Please return to Xuan Daozu and give me the Dharma!"

Although this person is not a saint, he has already reached the level of a saint, especially in his understanding of Tao, perhaps surpassing another Taoist ancestor.

Nuwa felt extremely fortunate to be able to learn the teachings of the two Taoist ancestors and improve herself.

Gui Xuan nodded, "The laws you comprehend are mainly about creation and life, but you don't know that between heaven and earth, the laws are intertwined and the principles are everywhere, and there is a reason for it."

As he spoke, the innate spiritual energy gathered and continued to transform in the void.

Rays of light emerged from Gui Xuan's body, illuminating the heavens.

Nuwa was sitting cross-legged in front of him, her aura flickering.

As Gui Xuan continued to explain, her aura became more and more powerful.

In the blink of an eye, he reached the mid-stage quasi-saint realm.

A woman in a red coat appeared beside Nuwa, holding a red hydrangea.

He bowed slightly to Gui Xuan, then disappeared into Nuwa's body.

Time flies.

When Gui Xuan was preaching.

Fuxi has brought his people to the East China Sea.

Looking at the calm East China Sea, I once again feel the Buddha's light shining upon me.

Fuxi's heart gradually became peaceful, and the evil spirit that he had contaminated in the Heavenly Palace was also quickly fading away.

"As expected, he is the first saint besides Daozu."

With an exclamation of praise, Fuxi disappeared on the chariot.

His voice rang in Bai Ze's ears, "The thirty thousand demons will stay here, and you will follow me to see the Buddha."

"We are here to meet the saint, not to fight."

Fuxi stood thousands of miles away from the Buddha's land, and his voice spread to the East China Sea, "Fuxi in Heaven, come to see the Buddha!"

"Please open the door to Buddhism, Saint!"

boom!
The golden light shines and all the Buddhas turn around.

Above the East China Sea, the phantoms of thousands of Buddhas spit out lotus flowers from their mouths, forming steps in the void and appearing at the feet of Fuxi.

Bai Ze was shocked by this scene, "Emperor Xi is so generous!"

But when I think about the fact that Emperor Xi was once one of the three thousand saints in Zixiao Palace together with the saint, and that he has a sister who is destined to be a saint, it seems normal again.

He didn't know.

When another person in the Buddha's land saw this scene outside, he was so angry that his nose almost became crooked.

Kunpeng was sitting cross-legged not far from the red cloud, with Buddhist sounds ringing around him, forming golden Buddhist characters and Taoist patterns that surrounded him.

Endless pressure came from these Dao patterns, suppressing him for three thousand years.

Seeing this scene again today, thinking of the scene when he came to the Buddha's land, a mouthful of golden blood spurted out of his mouth. This scene happened to be seen by Fuxi and Bai Ze who had just entered.

"Master Demon, are you unable to bear my Dharma?"

Hongyun sat solemnly in the Buddhist temple, his voice was ethereal.

"It's only been three thousand years. Compared to the tens of thousands of years you sent the demon tribe to hunt me down, this is just the beginning."

hiss! ! !
Who said this person has a good temper!

Why does it feel like his mind is even smaller than that of my own demon master? !

Bai Ze took a deep breath and felt his scalp tingling as he looked at the listless Kunpeng in the distance.

Killing the chicken to scare the monkey or was it unintentional?
In an instant, Bai Ze quickly and quietly stepped back a few steps and stood silently behind Fuxi.

Fuxi seemed not to have seen it, walked into the Buddhist temple, and bowed to Hongyun, "Long live the saint!"

Hong Yun's mind moved, and he lifted up Fuxi in the air, and said in a warm voice, "No need to be polite. You and I are both listening to the teachings in Zixiao Palace. Although I now respect Xuan Daozu, we still have the relationship of fellow disciples."

"I always remember the kindness of Daozu Hongjun and never forget it."

Golden light appeared, and two cushions appeared in front of Fuxi and Bai Ze. "Sit down! Sit down!"

"..."

Hearing such familiar words again, Fuxi's heart twitched a little.

You really haven't forgotten!

The pit of Hongmeng purple energy was always kept in mind by this petty-minded guy, and he often talked about it in front of other Honghuang gods.

Although he thought so in his heart, Fuxi still sat down.

At the same time, he criticized the previous actions of the demon tribes such as Di Jun and Kunpeng in his heart.

How harsh the pressure must have been to force such a good person into this state...
As soon as he sat down, a large number of spiritual treasures appeared in the Buddhist temple.

Fuxi said solemnly, "I came here on behalf of Heaven and the demon race to apologize to the saint for the previous cause and effect!"

"Oh my, why are you so polite? Am I a petty person?!" Hongyun looked at Fuxi with an unhappy expression.

"Everything in the past is in the past. As a saint, I have already let go of the past."

puff!
While Hongyun was speaking, Kunpeng in the distance spat out another mouthful of golden blood and his face turned pale.

You still say you are not petty! !
Bai Ze's heart trembled, and he secretly swore that he would never provoke the person in front of him again.

So vindictive!

He remembered that when Daozu gave the third lecture, it was his own demon master who instigated secretly, which led to the sacred beings of the ancient times chasing after the ancestor Buddha in front of them and had been hunting him for tens of thousands of years.

It’s karma. I didn’t expect Kunpeng to fall into Hongyun’s hands so soon, and in such a miserable way.

Fuxi glanced at Kunpeng and said, "The demon race has no intention of being an enemy of Buddhism. I hope the ancestor Buddha will show mercy."

Having said that, the meaning is already very clear.

Hong Yun waved his hand, and the spiritual treasure on the ground disappeared. "I already know your intention. I, Buddhism, do not want to get involved in the fight between you and the Wu Clan."

"Before the 100 million Wu soldiers entered the Buddha's land, they had already voluntarily left the Wu clan and became my Buddhist soldiers, converting to Buddhism."

"If the Heavenly Court wants to settle the cause and effect between it and me, it is also very simple."

Fuxi's heart moved, and he said, "Please enlighten me, Saint!"

Hong Yun's aura suddenly changed, becoming sacred and serious.

"Preach!"

"I want to preach Buddhism in the wild land, and you demons are not allowed to stop me!"

Fuxi was shocked!
This is to prepare for preaching in the ancient times and spreading Buddhism!

For a moment, Fuxi's thoughts were churning in his mind.

Yin and Yang energies flowed in his eyes, and countless laws of heaven and earth appeared in his mind.

Even Bai Ze behind him had a serious expression on his face, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

After a long time, Fuxi's whole body trembled, and he uttered softly, "Yes!"

"My Heavenly Court has also sent out 100 million demon soldiers, who have left the demon tribe and become Buddhist soldiers to pave the way for the spread of Buddhism!"

"Huang Xi!"

Bai Ze's expression changed drastically.

One hundred million demon soldiers have left the demon clan. This is a big deal!
You need to gain the consent of the Demon King and the Eastern Emperor.

But Fuxi waved his hand and said, "I am the Emperor of the demon race, and my words represent the Heavenly Court."

Hongyun smiled, "Emperor Xi is so courageous!"

Take Di Jun's family fortune and do your own thing.

This Fuxi, tsk tsk~~~
It is just as what Guixuan Daozu said, there is no simple sacred being in the ancient world.

Hongyun, who was basically ready to become a master after being educated by Guixuan, instantly understood Fuxi's plan.

This approach would not only show goodwill to the saint, but also delay the war between the two tribes and buy some time for Buddhist preaching.

Fuxi was made the good guy inside and outside, while Dijun and Taiyi, the two suckers, had to thank Fuxi for his openness in the end with a look of gratitude.

Fuxi smiled and said, "My little sister is about to become a saint, and as her elder brother, I have to show my appreciation."

Hearing this, Bai Ze looked at Fuxi in astonishment.

Only then did he understand Fuxi's purpose.

I couldn't help but silently recite a few verses of scriptures for the two demon kings to express my gratitude.

The two powerful demons stayed in the Buddhist temple for a while before leaving.

Before leaving, Bai Ze wanted to ask several times to take Kunpeng with him, but was interrupted by Fuxi.

In the end, he had no choice but to recite a few verses of scriptures for Kunpeng in his heart. He looked at Kunpeng with pity, and followed Fuxi away silently.

"Xi Huang, Demon Master..."

Bai Ze hesitated for several times but finally couldn't help but ask.

"If the demon master can survive this catastrophe, the cause and effect between him and the saint will be settled in the future. It is not appropriate for us to interfere."

"The cause and effect between life and death, not directly killing, is already considered generous by the ancestors and Buddhas."

Fuxi sat in the middle of the carriage and spoke in a calm voice.

"Just go back and report today's events to the Demon King. Send the 100 million demon soldiers and 30 Daluo Jinxian to the Buddha Land as quickly as possible."

Then he disappeared into the carriage, leaving no trace.

Bai Ze was left alone sighing, "It's like walking on thin ice..."

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