History’s Strongest Senior Brother

One Thousand Five Hundred and Seventy-Six. Exchange in Tushita Palace

In the center of the Western Pure Land of Bliss is a Buddhist temple, with lights lit up and colorful halos lingering around.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng came here and clasped his hands in greeting.

This is the place where Amitabha Buddha, the master of the Western Pure Land of Bliss and one of the two ancestors of Buddhism, lives.

No sound came out of the temple in response to the ancient Buddha Ran Deng's plea, only a twelve-petal blue lotus platform flew out and landed in front of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng.

"Buddha, be merciful." The ancient Buddha Ran Deng thanked him and boarded the twelve-petal blue lotus.

The lotus platform immediately took him out of the Western Pure Land of Bliss and descended into the endless void outside the domain, and then began to rise again, as if going to another place "higher" than the endless void outside the domain.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng sat on the twelve-petal blue lotus, silent and silent, his mind flying.

When the great destruction came, he had also walked the same "road" and went to the same destination, but this time, what he had to do was different.

The blue lotus platform carried the ancient Buddha Ran Deng and gradually approached a place.

It was difficult to determine the location and trace of the place, just like an illusory fairyland, wonderful beyond words.

"An old friend came to visit, I wonder if Taoist Xuandu is here?"

After a while, the eyes of the ancient Buddha Ran Deng lit up, and the fairyland suddenly opened up in front of him, and he was led in.

There were dense spiritual flowers and strange grasses, and fairy birds and auspicious beasts everywhere.

There was an ordinary palace among the orchids and waterfalls.

There was a plaque hanging on the door of the palace, with the three words "Tushita Palace" written on it. It seemed ordinary, but it was full of Taoist interest. The more people with higher cultivation, the more they could understand the infinite mysteries from it.

A boy stood at the door of the palace and saluted the ancient Buddha Ran Deng: "The young master is waiting in the side hall, please go to the ancient Buddha for a chat."

"Okay." The ancient Buddha Ran Deng nodded, got off the blue lotus platform, and entered the palace with the Taoist boy.

When they arrived at a side hall, there was already someone sitting on a cushion. It was the great master of Taiqing, the Xuandu Master.

The two sides knew each other well and often dealt with each other in the ancient era.

And there was a little friction during the great destruction of this era.

However, the ancient Buddha Ran Deng seemed to have completely forgotten about the great destruction. He looked peaceful and said with a little nostalgia: "I haven't been to Tushita Palace for a long time. How is Laojun? How is fellow Xuandu?"

He took a cushion with ease and placed it in front of the Xuandu Master, and then sat down face to face with the Xuandu Master.

Master Xuandu did not mention much about the past events, and said lightly: "The master is naturally fine. I am a useless Taoist who just muddles through life."

"Fellow Daoist Xuandu is too modest." The ancient Buddha Ran Deng smiled and said: "You are a man of great talent, thunder in silence, and truth in the ordinary. You have learned the true teachings of Laojun. You have gone further and higher than many people. What you lack is just a few opportunities."

A brocade box emerged in the perfect Buddha light above his head.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng took out the brocade box, put it on the ground, and pushed it to where Master Xuandu could reach.

"It just so happens that I got something a few years ago, and it may be of help to you."

Master Xuandu looked at the brocade box, his eyelids moved slightly, and he reached out to pick up the brocade box and opened it.

The precious light hit his face, reflecting the face of Master Xuandu.

Master Xuandu's expression did not change, but he remained silent for the time being.

After a moment, he took out a copper bell and rang it gently.

Immediately, a Taoist boy came into the side hall: "What instructions does the young master have?"

"If the elder master has no instructions, you can go and get the treasure stored in the Jiawu Pavilion here." Master Xuandu said.

The Taoist boy retreated in response, and Master Xuandu closed the brocade box and put it back on the ground in front of him without looking at it any more.

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng smiled, but did not take back the brocade box.

The side hall fell into silence for a while.

After a while, the Taoist boy came back with a wooden box and presented it to Master Xuandu: "The elder master has no instructions."

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng smiled: "Thank you Laojun, thank you Taoist Xuandu."

The great master Xuandu took the wooden box and handed it to the ancient Buddha Ran Deng: "I don't thank Taoist Ran Deng.

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"Then, I will take my leave now, and I don't need Taoist Xuandu to see me off." The ancient Buddha Ran Deng smiled without diminishing, took the wooden box, left the brocade box, and got up to leave.

Before leaving the Tushita Palace, the ancient Buddha Ran Deng suddenly slowed down his pace and asked, "May I ask Daoist Xuandu, is it Daoist Hou Tu who went to Yuxu Palace?"

Master Xuandu replied calmly, "Yes."

"Then Daoist Hou Tu threw out the ancient sword that attracted our attention. Did she own it, or did she get it from the Tushita Palace?" The ancient Buddha Ran Deng asked softly, "May I tell you?"

Master Xuandu said, "It came from this palace."

The ancient Buddha Ran Deng was thoughtful and stopped asking questions. He said goodbye and left. After leaving the Tushita Palace, he boarded the twelve-petal blue lotus again and left.

After the ancient Buddha Ran Deng left, Master Xuandu quietly looked at the brocade box on the ground in the side hall.

There was one more person on the futon opposite him, but she was a woman in gorgeous clothes with a graceful and gentle temperament.

The woman in gorgeous clothes had changed her appearance during the change of her image.

The fan cloud crown, the water-reincarnated clothes, the silk belt around the waist, and the hemp shoes on her feet were Yang Jian, Yang Erlang.

"Have you met Lu Ya? What was the result?" asked the great master Xuandu.

Yang Jian replied: "He is interested, it should work out."

Master Xuandu nodded: "He needs the little fire spirit in the Jade Void Glazed Lamp to complete his plan with the help of the Binghuo Demon, which can be done in one step. In addition, even if he keeps the zither, he cannot guarantee everything, after all, he cannot be sure that the body of this generation of Binghuo Demon is in the Chenshan Star Sea."

"He made a demon in the ancient times, entered the Tao in the ancient times, became a Buddha in the Middle Ages, and then became a demon in the ancient times. He has become perfect after four changes. I just don't know what his last opportunity is." Yang Jian turned his eyes to the brocade box on the ground: "But with this treasure, Uncle Xuandu, you are not slower than him?"

After many years in the Tushita Palace, Yang Jian gradually understood the uncle in front of him who was always low-key and did not show off.

As the ancient Buddha Ran Deng said, those who are good at fighting do not have illustrious achievements. Master Xuandu saw the truth in his plainness and got the true teachings of Laojun.

Perhaps he is not as good as the Purple Star Emperor in fighting with others, and is inferior to the Monkey King and others, but from a certain perspective, it is more difficult for the Xuandu Master to comprehend the profound Taoism.

"It is too early to say." The Xuandu Master also looked at the brocade box on the ground: "Randeng was earlier than us. As early as the intersection of ancient times and the Middle Ages, he combined the lights from the Yuxu Palace and the Bajing Palace and made preparations early, but he has not waited until now, and was caught up by us? How do we know that we will not follow in his footsteps and waste time in vain."

"I wonder what the ancient Buddha Ran Deng wanted to exchange from the Tushita Palace?" Yang Jian asked.

The Xuandu Master said slowly: "He exchanged for a relic left by the former Buddha Sakyamuni Tathagata."

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