I have a role in the heavens

Master Huang Long's expression became more complicated. He watched Yun Xiao leave Biyou Palace with his eyes quietly without saying a word. Knowing that Yun Xiao could no longer be seen, he slowly withdrew his gaze. A sigh echoed in the empty palace, and no one knew it.

Master Huanglong stretched out his jade-like palm, pinched it with his thumb and middle finger, and he held a piece of love. Looking at the affection placed by his family in his hand, he couldn't help but scratch his head. He was not an idiot with different styles. How could he not know what Yunxiao had just asked? The reason for the problem was that he had already noticed Yunxiao's feelings for him as early as Erlong Mountain, but he never revealed it.

Master Huang Long flashed the fairy light in his hand and was about to wipe away this strand of love. For some reason, the movement of his hand stopped and the fairy light in his hand dispersed. Some memories flashed in his heart. He loosened his fingers with a complicated expression and let the strand of love go away. Entangled in love, I closed my eyes again to realize the truth.

The flowing water is surging day and night, and I don't know if the black rabbit is running back and forth; only then can I see the sea of ​​suffering turning into a flat land, and the vicissitudes of life turning into blue waves. Thirty seasons of reincarnation pass in a blink of an eye.

On the banks of the Ganges River, the water is crystal clear and extremely holy, supporting countless living beings. In an inaccessible place, a Bodhi tree stands on the bank of the river, with lush branches and leaves. As the spring breeze blows, the branches and leaves rustle. There was a sound of la, and there was a piece of grass under the tree, which was lush and green. There was a person on the grass, sitting cross-legged, wearing a hundred-pin robe, with buns on his head. His expression was solemn, his treasure was solemn, he closed his eyes and practiced hard. The body exuded immeasurable light, and suddenly a six-foot-long golden body jumped out from the top. Golden Buddha light emitted from the golden body, reflecting the sacred brilliance of the entire Ganges River. The Bodhi tree also emitted colorful precious light. It contrasted with the Buddha's light on the golden body under the tree, refining his six-foot-long golden body, and constantly catalyzing the perfection of the golden body.

Suddenly, the six-foot-long golden body suddenly grew in size and manifested into the void. The Buddha's light shined brightly on all living beings in the west. All the gods in the prehistoric times turned their attention to the western world. Their eyes flashed with strange light, and countless thoughts turned around in their hearts. With thoughts in mind, he stared closely at the master of Western Buddhism, who was about to attain the status of the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas and achieve the great supernatural power of beheading two corpses, second only to the saints in the ancient world.

The golden body first appeared as the ten thousand-foot Dharma body, and then shrank suddenly and returned to its original size. All the Buddha's light on the body was absorbed. It was indestructible, pure glass, and there was a halo behind the head, with five colors and ten lights. It was sacred and solemn, compassionate and holy. .

Under the tree, Sakyamuni opened his eyes. They were warm, clear, and calm, just like the water of the Ganges River, nourishing all living beings. Sakyamuni stood up and took seven steps forward. He looked up at the east and saw Chrysostom. Open it and shout.

"Fellow Taoist, if we don't come out at this time, when will we wait?"

Before the sound lingered, a hundred-acre-sized Qingyun appeared on the top of Sakyamuni. Three large relics hung in the sky, perfect and bright. One of the relics suddenly jumped up, and a shadow appeared. Appeared, rushed towards a pagoda above Qingyun, with a bang, turned into an entity, jumped out of Qingyun, then put on a cassock, but was covered with pure fairy light, fell on Sakyamuni In front of Ni, he bowed and said to him.

"Tathagata Duobao has seen this deity!"

Sakyamuni put his hands together, bowed in return, and said to him.

"Fellow Taoist, why should you be so polite?"

Hearing the words, Duobao Tathagata smiled with a peaceful expression. He raised his head and glanced at Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea. He transformed into golden light and headed straight to the Western Paradise, leaving only one sentence.

"Duobao has been hiding in the Western Paradise since then and no longer pays attention to the events of the past and present. I hope I will forgive you!"

Duobao Tathagata is the good corpse of Sakyamuni, and it is also the emotional sustenance of Duobao Taoists for their former teachings. Therefore, once it was cut off, they did not want to get involved in the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism, so they could only set their own limits and hide in the Western Bliss. world.

Sakyamuni killed the Tathagata Many Treasures by himself. He felt as if he had just woken up from a big dream, as if he had been in another world. He no longer had any nostalgia for those memories of the past. He felt at ease in his heart. He glanced at the golden body standing in the sky, and among the Qingyun A formation diagram floated out, the evil energy was astonishing, and murderous intent filled the world, leaving no trace of the peace and stability just now.

The gods of the prehistoric times were shocked when they saw this. When they looked around, they saw that it was the Immortal-killing Formation that was the treasure of intercepting and suppressing the religion. Seeing that Sakyamuni actually wanted to use the treasure of Xuanmen to kill the evil corpse, they couldn't help being shocked. This is an innate treasure. Even a saint has never used the innate treasure to kill corpses. The power of the innate treasure is immeasurable. If Sakyamuni successfully uses this treasure to kill evil corpses, then his Taoism and cultivation will be greatly improved, and his magic power will far exceed that of the evil corpses of the gods in the prehistoric times. They will definitely become The strongest person under the saint will definitely be unstoppable in this era where saints do not appear.

Thirty-three days away, there is a saint's ashram. Golden Lotus and Bodhisattva are everywhere here. The light of merit shines in all directions. The two sages of the West also opened their eyes and quietly stared at Sakyamuni on the bank of the Ganges. The face of Taoist Zhunti was revealed. He was overjoyed and said to the guide.

"Senior brother, Duobao is indeed the great disciple of Jie Jiao. He has profound skills, unparalleled wisdom, and has perfected his golden body. In addition, I used the Seven Treasures Mystic Tree to help him. He will definitely be able to use the Immortal Killing Formation to kill the evil corpse this time, and achieve great success. With immeasurable magic power, he can overpower Zhen Yuanzi and other older generations of great magical powers, and become the first person among saints!"

Taoist Huiyin's expression was solemn, his holy eyes were full of compassion, and he cast his gaze on the Bodhi tree, which was transformed into the Seven Treasures tree, Taoist Zhunti's treasure of enlightenment. Taoist Zhunti is the innate best spiritual root Bodhi tree. The seven treasure tree was transformed from a part of the innate bodhi tree. Therefore, with the help of Sakyamuni, he could achieve the perfect golden body of Buddha. When he saw the perfect spiritual Vajra under the tree, his expression finally revealed Feeling a little relieved, he nodded slightly.

"What my junior brother said is true. If Duobao uses the innate treasure to kill the immortal formation this time, he will definitely be able to become the first person among the saints. By then, even Huanglong Zhenren, who explains the teachings, will not be able to match his Buddhist teachings. Boundless!”

Zhenren Huanglong repeatedly sabotaged Western plans during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, which made the Zhunti Taoist itch with hatred. However, due to the great rise of Buddhism, he did not dare to directly offend the Xuanmen saint and attack Xuanmen's best disciple. Otherwise, I'm afraid that if I get to know Sanqing, there will be no chance for the Buddhism to spread eastward.

Taoist Zhunti realized that Huanglong was not like entering the realm of quasi-sage for the first time when he repeatedly did bad things to the West. Although he had not found out the details, he guessed that the two saints had also killed the good and evil corpses and became a quasi-sage. The peak realm, that's why Taoist Taoist Master Jieyin said this.

Taoist Zhunti turned his attention to Biyou Palace on Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, and looked at Master Huanglong who was sitting on the bed of clouds. He couldn't help curling his lips and retracting his gaze. He didn't see that Master Huanglong turned his eyes to him after that, and the corner of his mouth Still wearing a sneer.