No one really thinks I'm a master, right?

Chapter 329
What Yi Fan said was three years.

Of the [-] disciples, all of them were cultivated, one-third of them were true immortals or above, and Su Daji and Sun Wukong, who were too weak, were too embarrassed to invite them.

These one-third have all reached the first level of cultivation, and some of them have also risen sharply. As for the remaining mortal monks who want to try their luck, almost half have overcome the tribulation and become immortals.

However, this catastrophe did not come for some reason. These immortals who were lucky enough to ascend were not in the fairyland, and they would not enter the heavenly court. They belonged to the first class of loose immortals in the three realms.

But it's different now, all of them are members of the Chengtian Sect.

Three years later, there were 99 successful candidates.

99 meritorious flowers descended from the sky, blessed around Yi Fan, and the strong Taoist rhyme made countless people look sideways.

This reward is Heaven's recognition of Yi Fan's merits in teaching all souls, and it is also a reward for those who follow the destiny and are willing to join Chengtian Cult.

This scene was witnessed by many people in the Three Realms, especially the several great saints who are aloof.

West Tianling Mountain.

Zhunti has not seen Buddha Tathagata for a long time.

According to Avalokitesvara, he went to retreat and comprehend this chaotic secret, and the burning lamp Buddha also avoided seeing it.

Maitreya Buddha smiled and said nothing, but asked Zhunti to practice Buddhism diligently and not to think too much about the three realms.

How could Zhunti accept his fate so easily? He was a virtuous saint and could no longer improve his cultivation. What was the use of practicing Buddhism again?

If you don't take the opportunity to reap more benefits, accumulate more merits, and plan for the future development of Buddhism, is it possible that you can't sit and meditate all day long like Ran Deng and Maitreya?
"You two Buddhas, what are you talking about, what is the origin of this Chengtian sect, who is Yi Fan, and why the heavens favor him so much? You see, it has only been three years, and he, an ant-like fairy, can Attracting golden flowers of merit, this is unprecedented."

Zhunti didn't care whether Randeng and Maitreya talked to him or not, and said to himself.

"The people I sent didn't leak a single bit of information. That Yi Fan is even more hateful. I don't know where so much merit was wasted, but it gathered in the sky and covered the huge Huaguoshan sea area tightly. I don't want to. Those who offend his luck are not allowed to spy, this, this is simply too deceptive!"

Zhunti really wanted to see what this guy who was just a fairy and was recognized as the son of destiny by the saints of the three worlds really said, and why he could attract heavenly merits in just three years.

Is it possible that this son's great path is beneficial to all sentient beings in the world?

Then we Buddhist saints have saved countless people, so why don’t we see a ray of merit from heaven?
Zhunti was dissatisfied and wanted to find the Buddha again, but unfortunately he had been in seclusion for a longer period of time, and even meeting the Tathagata was rare. After thinking about it, he gave up and sat cross-legged facing the Huaguo Mountain unwillingly.

This sitting is seven days, but seven years have passed in the mortal world.

Under Zhunti's trembling, the expected thing still happened.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!"

Thirteen golden lotuses of merit fell from the sky, the size of a sea bowl. Thirteen golden lotuses of merit fell from the sky. In the envious eyes of countless people, they broke through Yi Fan's destiny and fell straight into the Chengtian Sect of Huaguo Mountain.

At this moment, Zhunti used his supernatural powers, and saw a scene that shocked him through that gap.

"The breath of "Eight Nine Xuan Gong"?"

Zhunti is a sage, and he has clearly discerned the strong aura of profound arts and supernatural powers in Chengtian Sect.

"How come there are so many monks practicing this method?"

Zhunti couldn't understand it, subconsciously condensed a book of "Eight Nine Xuan Gong" with Buddha's light.

"The breath is generally the same. It should be that this method is correct, but why there are so many monks who can practice this method suddenly? It's not that this method is too heaven-defying. There are countless practitioners in the world. This is the golden method from the teacher Hongjun. The mouth represents the will of heaven. Although it doesn't seem like there are only six virtuous saints, there are a certain number of creatures in the three realms who can practice this method. Although I don't know how many, it is definitely not so many. It’s really weird and incomprehensible!”

Zhunti was long-winded, muttering to himself, confused.

"Is it possible that the merits of this time and the previous merits have come because of this method?"

After all, he is worthy of being a saint.

Zhunti thought of countless possibilities in an instant, but after careful combing, he still came up with the most likely probability.

That is, everyone is practicing "Eight Nine Mysterious Kung Fu", and not only these people have successfully practiced it, but they are also committed to spreading it widely, and even teaching it without reservation, regardless of human beings, ghosts, gods and demons, all imparting such magical skills .

"Isn't this nonsense?"

Although Zhunti successfully deduced the most credible and only possibility with his great supernatural powers, even he himself could not believe the conclusion he had deduced.

Regardless of how difficult it is to understand this method, even if you have a better way to understand and deduce it, you don’t know that the method is not taught to the six ears. So many people in the three realms are watching you with various unfriendly attitudes, and there is no Sending people to join your Chengtian Sect, but you still repay your kindness with kindness, and spread such supernatural powers without reservation, are you out of your mind?
Otherwise, how could it be possible to attract merit from heaven?

Because even though Zundi cannot and does not bother to understand this method, it does not affect his understanding of this method at all.

If this method can be widely spread in the Three Realms, there is no doubt that the overall strength of the entire Three Realms will be steadily improved by a big wave.

At this level, up to the Daluo Jinxian, the mortals are decreed that as long as they are spiritually enlightened, they can cultivate.

Once he comprehends this method, what kind of prosperity the three worlds will usher in, Zhunti can hardly imagine.

And in this way, wouldn't all living beings in the world be his disciples of Chengtian Sect?
As the instigator, what kind of merits and virtues should the leader Yi Fan possess?
To educate all souls and help the beings of the three realms to develop and grow significantly, if he is really successful, wouldn't it be a holiness of merit?
"It's broken, there is a shortage of holy seats, Tongtian cuts off the holy way, the Jade Emperor and other quasi-sages are all coveted, wouldn't they all make a wedding dress for the leader of the Chengtian sect, Yi Fan?"

"Hmph, I was just telling you why Tongtian, who was so good, committed suicide to become a saint. I thought he was thinking about it. He was determined to go to the chaotic void to fight the chaotic gods and demons in a bloody battle. He wanted to take the almost dead-end path of self-realization of the holy path. After working on it for a long time, is it still because his fault in the Great Tribulation of the Gods was so great that he could not be forgiven by the teacher, so he was pulled down from the holy throne and supported Yi Fan, who was destined by God, to ascend to the throne?"

Zhunti was full of confidence, and nodded affirmatively: "Well, it must be so, it must be so, Yi Fan's sanctification is inevitable, then all the previous layouts will be overthrown, and it is no longer appropriate."

Zhunti disappeared in the same place in an instant, leaving the faces of Burning Lamp Buddha and Maitreya Buddha behind.

"Amitabha, Maitreya, Zhunti has been lost, hopeless!"

"Yes, the Tathagata has a clear vision. Under the guise of retreat, it actually breaks the cycle of reincarnation and ends the cause and effect of this life. It is really a smart move."

"brush!"

The rich golden merit gathered, and the figure of a Buddha slowly appeared in front of the two of them.

"Acceptance???"

"It turned out to be Amitabha, the poor monk is polite!"

The person who came was the famous Buddha, Amitabha, the first leader of Western religions.

(End of this chapter)