"The people in our school pay the most attention to loyalty, filial piety, integrity, caution, lenientness, tolerance, tolerance, and tolerance. We must not be angry." Jiandu Zhenren smiled on the clouds and said, "Like your junior brother Shenhui always speaks easily, but the master said that he still has a passion, so he has never punished him. Don't learn from him..."

As soon as he finished speaking, before the junior brothers could reply, he saw Shin Hui falling to the ground: "Hey, Junior Brother Shen Hui, this is hurting Zhenyuan!"

The fierce battle between Shenhui and Xuankong was almost fought from the foot of Laoshan Mountain to the capital of the Song Dynasty. The rolling along the way was alarmed by many immortals, Buddhas and demons. The other true lords of Jingmingdao watched the fun on the ground, and when they saw that neither side had a big killer, they were happy to watch the show.

Only when the Buddha's light shines on the city of Bianjing did they fear that their junior brother would suffer losses, so they hurriedly rushed up.

Before I could think about it, two cloud lights were shot out next to me, and he took down Zhenren Shenhui. These were the only two junior brothers, Zhenren Hong Shi and Zhenren Zheng, Zhenren Hong Shi, Zhenren Hong Shi, who was the only one in the Jingming Dao, supported Zhenren Shenhui, and frowned and looked at the giant eagle Mingwang in the sky:

"Senior Brother Shenhui, what happened? Who did you provoke? Why did you hurt so seriously?"

The real man Shenhui was mute and couldn't tell the pain. He originally thought that he was just standing up for his disciples and dealing with a little vixen who had just become a climate. Who knew that he had a great battle with Xuankong by chance and was killed by the Ming King of Buddhism.

If I had known this, I would not have fallen into such a miserable situation by bringing all the secret magic weapons in the sect.

Zhente Zhenren was the latest in Jingming Dao, and the years of practicing Taoism were short, so several senior brothers were pampering him and admitting his temperament. Seeing that his senior brother was seriously injured, he sneered and snorted: "No matter what his origin is, I, the Twelve True Lords of Jingming Dao, have not been afraid of anyone!"

The giant sculpture turned into the Dharma body of the Ming King, which was as high as a hundred feet, three heads and eight arms, making the scene clear.

The True Lords of Jingming Dao each held a whisk, and divided the True Lord of Puhui and True Lord of Weidao to protect Xuankong behind him. The other True Lords occupied their positions and surrounded themselves with their eyes that were extremely unkind. The giant eagle was not afraid at all, but just sat upright on the clouds and looked at each other coldly.

He was the great saint of the demon clan in ancient times, and he was not able to fight against these later monks.

The real person of Jiandu had some knowledge and knew that the Giant Diao was far stronger than his and others. He stepped forward and bowed and said, "The Taoist Jingming came back and Guo Pu met his senior." The Giant Diao hummed and did not reply. He was the first to say he could not leave the lives of the two Taoists.

In the end, if the Buddha's plan is broken, he will have to bear some serious consequences.

Jiandu Zhenren said: "My brothers learn from the divine art of Miaoji Zhenjun. Junior Brother Shenhui is reckless. If he bumps into the magic weapon of his senior, please forgive him for the sake of our master Xu Tianshi?"

The giant eagle giggled and said, "You don't have to use Xu Jingyang to scare me. These two little Taoists know a secret of mine. That's a must-have!"

As soon as this was said, not only was the Jiandu Zhenren shocked, but the other junior brothers were also secretly shocked. "I don't know what a secret is, but I just want to take human life if I listen to it?" Only a voice came from Jiutian asked.

Everyone was delighted and knew that the eldest brother was coming, they all looked into the sky.

It turns out that he is the leader of the twelve true kings of Jingming Dao. Wu Meng, the true king of Dadong, fell from Taiqing Heavenly Heaven. He has always been with Master Xu and the only one among the true kings of Jingming Dao, is the only one who has the cultivation of a celestial immortal, and is also the true king of the heavenly general who is actually named in the Heavenly Court.

When the giant eagle saw that it was him, his face calmed a little, and he asked, "Are you Wu Meng?"

The visitor is the protagonist in the picture "Twenty-Four Filial Piety", Wu Meng, who is full of blood in mosquitoes. Wu Meng, an immortal from the Jin Dynasty, died young and depended on his father for life. When he was not enlightened, he could not afford to buy a mosquito net because his family was poor. Every summer night, his father often couldn't sleep well due to mosquito bites.

Although Wu Meng was young at that time, he was already filial. In order to let his father sleep well, he could completely sacrifice himself for the mosquitoes to suck and bite his flesh and blood. He just hoped that the mosquitoes would no longer harass his father after drinking his blood.

Later, after his father passed away, he mourned his father for three years. During the three years, he burned paper to worship him, and paid tribute to him in the morning and evening. After the three years of mourning, he followed his master Xu Jingyang to study Taoism. Finally, he became immortal and was granted the title of the True Lord of the Great Cave.

His filial piety moved the world. Even the Buddha behind the giant eagle often lamented Wu Meng's filial piety and respected him very much.

For thousands of years, the Twenty-Four Filial Piety Pictures have become famous. People in the mortal world may not worship Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, and disrespect gods and demons. However, when talking about the Twenty-Four Filial Piety stories, even those who are slutty must give a thumbs up and praise the word "good".

The Lord of Dadong bowed and said, "It's exactly what I'm going to do."

The giant eagle king praised: "You are very good! For your sake, I can let you go and your junior brothers, but these two Taoists are related to a major event in the Three Realms, but I cannot let go."

The Master Dadong said "I dare not", and reached out to support Xuankong, and entered the soft Taiqing Zhenqi and said, "Today, my two junior brothers saw nothing or heard nothing, and there would be no rumors that Ming Wang was worried about in the three realms."

The giant eagle shook his head and said, "If it's something else, I'll forget it, but I can't give up on this matter."

The Master Ming Wang was determined to take the lives of Xuankong and Shenhui Zhenren. The Master Yongwu said angrily: "We are here with the twelve True Lords of Jingming Dao, how could you kill me just by saying that you can kill me?" The giant eagle laughed loudly, took over the Dharma image of Mingwang, pulled out a golden stick from the Buddha's light behind his head and looked at Shenhui Zhenren:

"There are no ones that I, the giant eagle, said I, want to kill, can't be killed yet!"

Seeing the giant eagle taking action, all the true lords of Jingming quickly waved the whisk and blocked the body of Shenhui Zhenren. The giant eagle king sneered repeatedly: "I pity you for a hundred years of hard work, and you will eventually be destroyed. Hand over those two Taoists and bypass you and wait forever!"

Jiandu Zhenren threw out a bamboo slip from his sleeve to block his body. This was the "Burning Sutra" he wrote, which set a precedent for the Feng Shui lineage in later generations.

Therefore, this volume of documents also has a little acquired merit. After being collected by the Guandu Zhenren, it was refined into a magic weapon. After it was sacrificed, it protected all things in the body and was difficult to break. However, the golden stick in the hand of the giant eagle king was extremely heavy, and it hit the "Burial Sutra" and smashed thousands of yellow lights and kept fluctuating.

"Senior brother, set up the twelve Yuanchen magic array!" Jiandu Zhenren and Dadong Zhenjun looked at each other, and each understood their thoughts. Dadong Zhenjun chanted a long song: "The pure and bright person is in secluded, and the fine dust is spotless. All foolish wisdom is to be open to the door and the way to ascend to the truth." This is the key to the twelve Yuanchen formation of Jingming Dao. All the true masters understand it, but Shen Hui Zhenren was seriously injured and it was difficult to keep his position.
Chapter completed!