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A Taoist priest was walking in the world of mortals and treated every believer seriously. His name was Zhang Qingyang. He came back from outside the territory after the dark turmoil.

Over the years, his research on beliefs has reached a world-shattering level. It has to be said that his talent in this area has been rare since ancient times.

For hundreds of years, except for Long Yuxuan, no one knew that there was such an unrivaled genius in the world of mortals, who had achieved achievements that would shock the past and the present.

This kind of achievement is not reflected in combat power, but his analysis and understanding of the power of faith, surpassing the sages of all ages.

"Junior brother, have you discovered something new?" Long Yuxuan asked.

"We have made an amazing discovery. We have to tell the master immediately. I found that the power of faith can make people live in the hearts of all living beings. It is really a direction of longevity." , was very excited, which did not match the usual holy missionary temperament.

"Is it possible?" Long Yuxuan was suspicious.

"It's feasible. It's not unreasonable for some supreme beings to study the power of faith in ancient times. It's really very useful. The so-called afterlife has something to do with it." Zhang Qingyang became more and more excited as he talked, and finally came up with a shocking guess, saying: " I suspect that Amitabha Buddha is still alive, waiting to be reincarnated. The Immortal Emperor may not be dead, and will appear one day sooner or later. The two of them have traveled the farthest on this road since ancient times!"

Long Yuxuan was shocked, what kind of freak was his junior brother, and what did he research?

"My guess may be true. Amitabha Buddha has always sat cross-legged in the hearts of Buddhists and never faded away. The so-called reincarnation, the so-called afterlife, is feasible." Zhang Qingyang shook his fist vigorously, very excited.

When passing by a place in the southern region, the two brothers and sisters stopped and looked over there. The auspicious clouds were surging and the lights were shining. This is the Holy Land of Shaking Light.

The current leader is a woman named Weiwei, not because she is famous in Yaoguang, she is vaguely the number one master of Beidou, unfathomable.

"This woman is so special, she is so quiet, I heard that she is already the quasi-emperor."

"Well, by the way, the people from Clumsy Peak have already returned, let's take that uncle to see Master." Long Yuxuan showed a strange look when he mentioned that uncle.

Clumsy Peak has long been destroyed and no longer exists, but now it is just another peak. Zhang Wenchang is very peaceful now, no longer sad for the past, and has completely embarked on the road of practice.

However, his cultivation base is really irritating. Hundreds of years have passed, and he has finally reached the second heaven of Xiantai. It is also a wonderful flower in the camp.

"Uncle, how long will it be before Xian San becomes king?" Zhang Qingyang asked.

"Probably another 500 years." Zhang Wenchang responded after thinking carefully.

Zhang Qingyang and Long Yuxuan staggered at the same time, this uncle was not cured, yet he was still so serious, so serious in cultivating the Tao, which made the two people who are both monstrous geniuses in different fields really speechless, unable to say anything .

"Let's take another look at the divine fetus in Yaochi. When Ye Fan left, he was very worried about it. Yaochi came back decades ago, and I think he brought the divine fetus back with him." Zhang Wenchang said.

"Okay, originally we had to go around." Long Yuxuan nodded.

The Yaochi was rebuilt, and the scenery is still beautiful and full of auspiciousness. Under the ancient flat peach tree, they saw the Nine-Aperture Divine Stone, and the divine embryo inside had not yet been born.

"You guys came just in time. I have something to give to Ye Fan, which can be handed over to Ji's family." one.

With a slender figure, graceful and straight, with seriousness written on her white and pretty face, she solemnly handed over a stone box and handed it to Zhang Wenchang and the others.

When they opened the stone box, they saw half of the broken copper sheet, mottled with rust, almost rotting away.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that this was a half-faced bronze mirror, riddled with holes. Rather than saying those stains were rust, it was better to say that they were dried blood.

"This is..." They were all shocked.

The three of them left Yaochi with mixed feelings, and they rushed to the next place——Ximo.

At that time, Mount Sumeru crashed into Chengxian Road and was torn apart. Now it stands here incompletely. It used to be a ghost land for a long time.

In the dead silence, the will-o'-the-wisps were faint, and occasionally the sound of chanting sutras sounded.

Hundreds of years have passed, Bodhi is everywhere, Mount Sumeru is no longer lacking in vitality, some temples are shining, and grand chanting sounds from time to time.

"We have no other intentions. We just want to know whether An Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva is still alive. This is the 17th time that No. [-] has come here to ask. Please tell us the truth."

Chapter 1684 Undercurrent

Bodhi is everywhere, and the dilapidated Mount Sumeru has no vast power of faith, no longer golden light like a waterfall, but only greenery and vitality. Bodhi is everywhere in the mountains and plains. There is less of a kind of vanity, and more of a plain truth.

In the ancient temple in the deep mountain, the big bell is long, and the sound of chanting sutras is long and deep, as if the vows made 500 years ago are being passed on.

When the wind blows, the bodhi leaves are dancing, like the barrel of scriptures is shaking, and there are bursts of Zen singing.

The acquaintance 500 years ago, looking back 500 years later, praying in front of the Buddha 500 years ago, the last blue lamp, a stone Buddha, and a figure, all alone together.

The drizzle was drizzling, the raindrops fell, the bodhi leaves fell, and the temple was sprinkled wet, stirring up the dusty years. A pure white jade hand picked up the falling bodhi leaves one after another in the rain, and carefully carved each one full of vows. word.

Leaves drift and go with the wind.

The sky is full of raindrops, white and crystal clear, the mountains are full of Bodhi, and the eyes are green.With the sound of chanting sutras in the wind, passing through the silent Sumeru, and returning after 500 years, this is a reincarnation, lingering around mountains and rivers, and mourning people's hearts.

What is left behind is the loneliness of the whole life, listening to the silence of a person in the deep mountains of Sumeru.

Bodhi leaves one after another flew up, riding the wind away.

The mountain was clean, except for the faint Zen sound, Long Yuxuan, Zhang Wenqing and others had no choice but to turn and go down the mountain.

"Forget it, master has been to Beidou, so he must have been to Ximo. Presumably he knows what's going on better than us."

"What is this?" Zhang Wenchang was surprised.

At the foot of the mountain, bodhi leaves fell one after another, each with only one word on it, but none of them could read it.

"Why don't I know him?" Long Yuxuan asked.

"Well, it has something to do with the power of faith that I studied, and it contains the power of the afterlife!" Zhang Qingyang was shocked and felt a kind of pure thought power.

He closed his eyes, sensed it with his heart, and was greatly triggered. The writer is an instinct, and he has risen to the most cutting-edge theory for sublimation and perception.

For him, this is a great harvest, touched and inspired.

"Buddhism is as deep as the sea. Maybe even the Buddhas themselves don't realize what kind of achievement this is. The past, present and future lives are full of mysteries and mysteries."

Zhang Qingyang explored seriously and was inspired, but he couldn't read these words accurately, he could only vaguely appreciate the words "to meet in another life", this kind of wish can only be seen by certain people.

They took a deep look at Mount Sumeru, took these bodhi leaves and left.

The three rushed to Zhongzhou, where there was a five-color altar that could lead to the depths of the distant starry sky outside the territory, and they needed to leave by way.

The five-color divine lights shone, and they left this place, crossing the starry sky, and in a blink of an eye, there were star seas one after another, traveling at extreme speed.

This is a wonderful process. Occasionally, you can see the shining starry sky outside and various scenes in the universe through the barrier of time and space.

"Who is that... It's terrifying and powerful!"

When they passed through a sea of ​​stars, they saw a man in white covered in blood, but it was definitely not from their own blood, but from the killing spree while chasing all kinds of prehistoric beasts.

How could there be so many beasts?It's incredible.

Those white tigers, each one bigger than Ju Yue, roared to shatter the universe, and the whole body bloomed with silver and white holy brilliance, driven by him to run away.Those blue dragons are tens of thousands of miles long, but now they are in a panic.