Red Cloud: Establishing Mahayana Buddhism as a Holy Spirit

Chapter 55

"Let me down, this is the only chance."

The Taoist in red shook his head and sighed, or the Taoist in yellow, out of breath, slowly put the Taoist in red on his back next to the big stone on one side, sweating profusely after hearing this.

"Let's go, what are you still doing, hurry up and catch up, maybe you still have a chance to become a saint."

The red-robed Taoist kept urging him with a peaceful face, while the yellow-robed Taoist looked at the other's injured legs panting, and then looked at his tattered Taoist robe. If it weren't for his rough skin and thick flesh, he would Can't stand it.

"My name is Huang Long, what about you?"

The panting Huanglong Taoist said with a smile, while the red-robed Taoist leaned tiredly on the big rock, and sighed: "Is it useful to call it? Let me go after you, and you will have a chance to worship the saint. In the future, you and I It's the difference between cloud and mud, is the name important?"

The honest Huang Long also nodded firmly after hearing this, "You are right, as long as we become saints, we will be different in the future."

After finishing speaking, Huang Long took a deep breath without hesitation and put the red-robed Taoist on his back again without hesitation, holding his breath and continuing to drive forward.

The red-robed lord on his back immediately patted his shoulder anxiously and said, "Didn't you hear clearly? If you carry me on your back, Huanglong, you're still a handful of mud."

"Hehe~ I know, but you saved me just now, I can't give up on you."

Huang Long said with an honest and sincere smirk, this scene made the red-robed Taoist behind him smile wryly, and sighed: "The wind blade array just now, you can also take it down from the front."

There was a large formation just now, with sharp wind blades sweeping continuously, countless monks fled and dodged in a hurry, but the Taoist in red kindly blocked Huang Long, and his legs were injured as a result, and then Huang Long grabbed him in astonishment, Relying on his awesome body, he resisted countless wind blades and rushed out.

What Huang Long didn't know was that in this saint's formation, it was like one person, one world, everyone had different formation illusions according to their cultivation level, but the same thing was that there were many injured figures.

"This is different, you save me."

Huang Long's words were full of firmness, as if in this cruel and cold world of cultivating immortals, there was still a trace of warmth.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's different. You just need to let me go, rush out of the formation alone, and worship the saint. In the future, you disciple of the saint, even if you remember me, you can still save me as the disciple of the saint."

The red-robed Taoist said with a wry smile, but Huang Long, who was carrying him behind his back, was brainless and grinned directly.

"This is not good, you are the only person who has saved me in the past 2000 years I have lived."

"Hoohoo~ I was born as a yellow dragon. My father almost drained my blood essence when I was born in order to strengthen my blood to survive the catastrophe. My mother peeled off my dragon scales in order to refine a dragon scale armor to fight against the sky. robbery."

"Huh~ The catastrophe is gone, my father and mother died under the catastrophe, I was weak and survived by gnawing on the golden scales scattered all over the ground."

"These golden dazzling scales should belong to me, hehe, and then I practiced and slept in the pool, and kept doing this. I also have friends."

"Carp essence, goldfish essence, and water snake essence, but they all joined forces to devour my Blood Transformation Dragon, but they all failed in the end."

Talking about his past, almost all of it was full of cruelty and betrayal, but Huang Long showed an honest smile, grinning from ear to ear, and this scene made the red-robed Taoist behind him sigh and ask: "Why do you laugh after telling your life? And I feel that you really don't care, are you really laughing?"

Under the contradictory smile, the panting Huang Long's eyes were filled with endless tears, and the grin on his mouth could not be stopped no matter what.

"Because! Because, it turns out that someone can save you. It feels so comfortable in my heart, even more comfortable than after being transformed. I think father and mother should depend on each other to survive, and they think so."

Even Huang Long, who has experienced his parents' blood and scales, still faces it with a smile, or he wants to give himself a warm childhood, not a childhood of cruelty and betrayal.

"Hehe, if people like you don't worship saints as teachers, they won't live long. Even if they do, they may not be able to live well."

With a mocking smile, Huang Long grinned indifferently after hearing this, "It's okay, anyway, I have nothing since I was born, it's okay."

The nonchalant "it's okay" seems to have taken everything lightly long ago. This scene made the six saints who were observing look sideways.

The eyes of Zhunti and Jieying are appreciative, and even Liantian is not only emotional, it is really a rare existence that can maintain a pure heart after going through all this.

Even Yuan Yuan couldn't help but nodded secretly, but looked at Hong Yun's good corpse and Huang Long's heel, and finally narrowed his eyes deeply, how can I say this heel, half and half.

To be honest, Huanglong's footsteps are really extraordinary. He was originally a golden dragon, but unfortunately when he was born, his blood was drawn and his scales were removed. The original source was lost so badly that he turned into a yellow dragon who couldn't get better.

The Huanglong, who is not a lot of soil, if you want to talk about heel, it is obviously extraordinary, but it is half way short. It takes a lot of money to complete the original, and this transformation!

It made the original frown secretly, the original source was insufficient, and obviously lost too much blood essence when transforming into form, just like what Huanglong said just now that his friend extracted the blood essence to transform the dragon, they all failed, and Huanglong is also a semi-finished product. The shape is not complete enough.

Panting and embarrassed, Huanglong Taoist kept moving forward with the red robe Taoist behind his back, he could no longer see anyone, even in his cognition, he was already the last one, no!It should be said that he and the red-robed Taoist on his back were the last two.

On the other side, a handsome or feminine Taoist, out of breath, supported a person, or a handsome monk with a bald head,

"You save me, I rescue you, the karma is over, you can stay here by yourself."

"No, go with him on your back. He just kindly rescued us just now. If you weren't in danger, how could he be like this?"

"Shut up! You want to be a good person in everything, you want to save everything, can you save it? And look at this man, with a bald head and a cassock, obviously he has received Buddhist thoughts. He came to explain the saint formation What are you doing here, he should go to the Buddhist formation just now."

A red-robed Taoist was weakly placed on a boulder, watching the people in front of him arguing angrily.

kindness!good!Just one person arguing.

A monk, under a fierce quarrel, sometimes has a cool male voice, and sometimes has a gentle female voice, as if two people are arguing fiercely.

This scene seemed to stunned the monk lying on the rock, and he said in astonishment: "You are! No! You two?"

　Guess who this monk is.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)