Immortal Devil Transformation

The Empress could not reasonably have the strength to stand up anymore, but she did not know what kind of strength was there to support her, let her stand up and let her take the slightly burning ancient steps, walking step by step.

The monks in front still did not turn back, but the footsteps slowed down slightly, and the wind from the turbulent soft forces became bigger, blowing the stone steps behind them a little cleaner.

Empress Phoenix's heart has been beating violently because of her heavy and determined pace, because of the majestic Buddha in this unimaginable yellow sand.

Tang Tibetan everyone knows that if the temple is after the Red Scorpion Desert, because after the Red Scorpion Desert there is still endless sand sea, and if the temple never sees foreign visitors, so with the exception of the footsteps of some monks who have done so, almost everyone in the world has only heard of the temple, like the Big Buddha, but almost no one dares to come to visit the Buddha as unhappy as the monks.

Feeling the power and glow on the Empress, Emperor Feng Xuan understood something, his sad face faded away, yet what he saw before him made his heart beat violently and uncontrollably.

Behind the Big Buddha, in the huge canyon of the sand sea, there is a wall of mountains as narrow as a wall, and an arch bridge of mountain stones as raised above.

A glorious temple is built on this narrow mountain and mountain stone, and many mountain walls and temples are embedded with gold and engraved with inscriptions. Under the illumination of the sun, it is actually a soft Buddhist light that exudes the entire canyon. In the light of the Buddha, it is actually a fuzzy circular Sanskrit, a golden light penetrates it, and in the distance, if there is no Sanskrit, the Zen light is hidden into a sea, covered by canyon sandstone and some weathered ancient temples with only one contour left.

Zen to the sea.

Unspeakable beauty *, unspeakable grand holiness.

Emperor Feng Xuan's heart almost jumped out of his mouth for a while.

The Queen stood slightly on the edge of the cliff on this side of the canyon, revealing some whining in her eyes.

……

Guided by the most muscular monks in the foreground, Emperor Feng Xuan and Empress stepped into the canyon and walked on a stone path that was flying in the sky.

Among the temples, there are those who recite the Scriptures, and there are golden Buddhas standing tall and peaceful.

There are tassels spreading down from the top of the temple.

On one side of the cliff, there was a white surge of currents.

On one side of the cliff, there are numerous caves of dense numbness, either empty or standing a statue of Buddha.

The monk led the Empress and Emperor Phoenix to one of the caves in this glorious land, which was nothing like the rest of the world.

The Empress had already felt her body die in part, but the brighter her heart was, the happier she was.

In the cave without a door sits an old Yellow Eyebrow monk, sitting on a stone floor, and there is nothing but him in the cave.

“The Shaw disciples see the honor of the teacher, come to repent, please forgive the teacher.” From the first moment the Empress saw the old monk, her eyes were filled with unspeakable emotion and excitement, and she lay down in front of the old monk, deeply kowtowing to the salute.

Old Monk Huang Mei looked at the Empress calmly and saw no sadness: “What sin? ”

The Empress said peacefully: "The disciple did not listen to the teacher's teachings in the past. He came out like a temple in private, in violation of the commandments. ”

Old Monk Huang Mei said faintly: “The commandment is only a man's decree. Even the Buddha of God is only used to give people light and popularity, to make people feel at peace, to give people faith. What sins are you guilty of when you make your choice? ”

“There is no excuse for not being guilty.” Looking faintly at the Empress, Old Monk Huang Mei went on to say: “If you are guilty, if you are responsible for more than sixty loads, you cannot enter the temple like this, even if you go to the end, how can you enter the temple? ”

The queen was slightly dumb and the faint golden light from her body slowly began to fade away. Her face suddenly revealed the joy of great enlightenment. Once again, she prayed and prayed, "The disciples will never be able to make it through their lives. ”

“My whole life, I've seen far more than you, I've thought more of Zen than you, yet I've done less than you, and you're worthy of a holy word.” Old Monk Huang Mei looked at the Empress flatly and said: “What else do you want me to do besides come back and see such a big Buddha and Zen come to the sea? ”

The Empress smiled and lit up Emperor Fengxuan, who was also kneeling on the ground: “My son was young and asked his master to help him. ”

“Once you enter the red dust, you fall into the infinite bitter sea. If you want to have no regrets, your heart is peaceful, but it is also very difficult, and I cannot take charge of people.” Yellow Eyebrow's old monk looked up slightly and looked at the monk who stood at the cave with an ancient gold wand. “Zhenbilu, you voluntarily led her back to the temple, but would you like to join the world? ”

The monk frowned slightly, and there was a slight drum in his eyebrows, but there was no hesitation. His hands were closed, and he gave a gift to the old monk and the Empress. There was no sadness and joy: “The disciple is willing. ”

“The seas are endless, but the avenues are the same. ”

Old Monk Huang Mei nodded and looked delighted. The golden light on her was a completely dim empress. She glanced at Emperor Fengxuan again and said: “Do you have anything else to tell him? ”

Emperor Feng Xuan knew that it was time for the final farewell, his head swallowed and sat in front of the Empress.

“Ping Su, I should have told you the truth, you understand the same, you did a good job, I am relieved... but there is one thing to keep in mind, Yun Qin and I Tang Tibetan are enemies, but some people are noble but trustworthy.” The Empress moaned with Emperor Feng Xuan's childish hands. "If you rejoice... I rejoice...”

Emperor Phoenix nodded with tears.

He wanted to hear more from his beloved mother and queen, but the queen stopped saying something, and she turned around and looked a little lost through the cave.

In front of her lies the holy cloud of Zen, and opposite is the clear and visible Big Buddha, like the mercy of all the worlds, spread across all sides.

When she came, she speculated, but was recognized by her teacher, and even at this moment, she couldn't bear a hint of pride and pride.

Who can be as wonderful as her besides Dean Zhang, who changed Yunqin's life?

“Such a big Buddha, this Zen comes to the sea, so spectacular...”

Thinking of one thing she had done, the queen mumbled and drowned quietly.

“Mother! ”

Emperor Feng Xuan knew that this moment had finally arrived and could no longer conceal his grief.

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Several dynasty officials at the forefront of the team received a message from the Temple, and suddenly fell on their knees to the Temple, and a sad message was delivered: "Queen's funeral day! ”

“Queen's funeral day! ”

In the long line, the sound was sobering.

All those accompanying him cried and began to change into snow-white vegetarians.

A few rides began to disengage and march fast toward Tang Tibetan Imperial City.

Holding an ancient gold meditation wand, a monk dressed like bronze appeared behind the Big Buddha. Listening to the sound, he placed the ancient gold meditation wand in yellow sand, his hands held together and softened his voice: “The Virgin Queen's funeral day. ”

His voice was not loud when he spoke, but in this endless yellow sand, the farther and farther it went, the more vibrating it became, like a thunder struck.

The snowy team suddenly shook, and the officials and the riders from the news stayed together, and their faces were full of surprises and admiration for the absurd glow, saying, "The Virgin Mary's funeral day! ”

……

A heavy iron door slowly opened.

Two hundred heavily dressed Tang Tibetan cavalry men almost jumped in the eye, in their capacity, not knowing who was being held in this cell door, but they all knew the figure of the dozen sedans who were staying behind them at the moment. This intangible pressure makes them all unusually nervous.

Who is this man who actually allowed these dozen big characters to be present, so solemnly, so close to the enemy?

When the iron door opens, the first thing that comes out is a filthy, smelly, damp air, hidden water, so that the Tang can be judged by the sharpness, inside is a shady water jail.

The sound of water and the sound of iron wire, which became louder and louder a moment later, meant that the people inside were getting closer and closer to the door.

A more intense, unspeakable smell of rot poured in, and all the Tang Tibetan rides in the presence were all cold.

The prisoner showed up inside.

What did not occur to all of them, however, was that it was not the extremely large body, especially the heinous murderer, but rather a man who looked very weak, wearing a crude rust shackle.

Nearly all of his clothes were rotten, his skin was full of scabies, rotting, even many cracked wounds and piercings formed, soaked white or even black holes, the only thing still intact was his upper body, he had a face that had not seen the sun for a long time and was unusually pale.

He's not very old, even if his beard sticks to his hair.

Instead, Tang Tibetan elite breathing had to be paused slightly. The weak man, who did not know how long he had been imprisoned, did not even have the slightest amount of anger and indignation.

He just held his hand together, looked at the sun, frowned and took a deep breath, as if the air and sun were outside and sweet.

A prison inmate like him, even if he is not mentally ill and dares to look at the sun like him, is afraid to blind instantly, yet he is safe.

“Finally let me out? ”

Looking at the Tang Tibetan elite and the dozen silent sedans, who had to pause slightly, he smiled slightly and spoke to himself.

Then he saw these tangled vegetables on Tang Zhi's body, and he heard the sadness coming from afar. Then he frowned and asked, "Who's in heaven? ”

“The Virgin Mary and Queen are buried. ”

In a sedan, a slightly old and dull voice was heard.

The man stayed slightly, shook his head and sighed, "Even she is dead, another enemy worth respecting is missing. ”