Gu Xuan patted the Taoist bell, and then the Taoist bell turned into a silver stream of light, flew into Gu Xuan's eyebrows, and slung above the soul.

A trace of clear air was guided by the fire lotus from an unknown level, and fell on the fire lotus through the tunnel bell.

Some of the clear air merged into the Taoist bell, covering it with a faint layer of clear light, becoming more extraordinary.

"It's time for this, it's time to go to Xiaoxitian to see my Buddha body." Gu Xuan muttered, and walked out of the valley with his feet.

...

Desolate, Western Xinjiang.

In a very beautiful mountain range, there is a huge portal. It is made of some material, and it is marked with divine patterns, emitting fluctuations in space.

This portal is a world channel. By passing through this portal, you can see a small world.

On this day, the space before the portal suddenly rippled, and then Gu Xuan took an old monk out of the void passage.

"Sir, this is the gateway to Xiaoxitian." The old monk clasped his hands together and said to Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan got information about Xiao Xitian from the old monk.

A long time ago, Xiao Xitian was a small world without a master. The rules were perfected, and there were various opportunities, controlled by the various major Taoist regimes, and the disciples who were sent to the door to experience it.

In ancient times, after entering this place, a disciple of the Western Sect obtained a certain inheritance and directly ignited the divine fire to attain the Taoist gods.

Then he left the Western religion and established the lower Taoist dynasty in the small world, called the Little Western Heaven.

Since then, countless years have passed, Xiao Xitian’s first ancestor ascended to the upper realm for countless years, and is said to have stood on the top of the divine way. He is also one of the top figures in the upper realm, setting up an immortal Taoist tradition.

The Little Xitian in the lower realm is the true birthplace of this ancient Taoist tradition, hiding the great secret. But except for the first ancestor of this sect, no one has been recognized by that inheritance.

"The so-called inheritance should be related to my Buddha body, right?" Gu Xuan guessed in his heart.

Outside the gate of Xiaoxitian, there are two pagodas, standing at both ends of the portal.

There is a monk sitting cross-legged in the pagoda.

At the same time Gu Xuan and the old monk appeared, the two of them turned into escape light and fell in front of Gu Xuan.

"I have seen Venerable Huiyun." The two monks were obviously venerables who knew Western religions and bowed with their hands together.

"Dare you ask, who is this senior?" A young monk asked at the old monk Huiyun.

The old monk Huiyun hurriedly said, "This senior is the god of the upper realm. He has always had a connection with you Xiao Xitian. Please come and greet the Buddha of Xiao Xitian."

The two little monks were startled and quickly saluted Gu Xuan: "The little monk has eyes but no beads, but he doesn't know how to respect the god in front of him. Please respect the god Haihuo."

Gu Xuan nodded slightly and said with a smile: "No need to be polite."

If you don’t know how to deal with this Xiao Xitian is his inheritance, these people have to regard him as their ancestor, so there is no need to make things difficult for them.

At this time, Gu Xuan also recalled something in his heart. In the original world trajectory, Xiao Xitian secretly controlled many murderers, searched for the inheritance of the Supreme Palace in the wasteland, and created endless murders. One of them even provoked Shi Hao, but was destroyed by Shi Hao.

However, this thing that was of far-reaching significance to Shi Hao did not happen. At first, Gu Xuan didn't think it was anything, but he thought it was just a butterfly effect.

Now it seems that it may be more than that.

...

The two young monks guarding the gate looked at each other, one of them bowed slightly to Gu Xuan, then turned around and entered Xiaoxitian to report.

Another young monk took Gu Xuan and Huiyun's old monk into the Little West Heaven.

As for Gu Xuan waiting for the announcement, the little monk did not have the courage.

Entering the Little West Heaven, Gu Xuan saw the medicinal fields all over the mountains, and a magical medicine planted in the center of each medicinal field.

This surprised Gu Xuan a little, but it was reasonable.

In the lower realm, there are almost no magical medicines. Even in the other immortal Taoist inheritances, there are only a few holy medicines.

It is not that these immortal Taoist inheritance is exhausted, but that the spiritual energy in the lower realm is rich, and it is not easy to feed a holy medicine.

The small world of Xiaoxitian is developed by selling fake medicines. Not to mention the rich spiritual energy, even the laws must be more perfect than the nine heavens and ten earths.

After walking for a while, magnificent temple towers came into Gu Xuan's eyes.

The temple pagoda is magnificent, flowing with Buddha's light, and murmuring Buddha's voice flows out from the temple pagodas, containing great compassion and great wisdom.

There are many breaths of the temple towers with the level of the divine Taoism. Compared with other immortal Taoist sects in the lower realm, Xiao Xitian has a more advantage.

Among these divine auras, there are two auras at the realm of the true god, which surprised Gu Xuan a little.

But it’s right to think about it. Although the small world is not big, it’s still no problem to support two true gods.

However, if there are more, this small world will be filled with the aura of divine deity, and other disciples will not be able to practice again.

Deep in the Little West Sky, in the magnificent temple, an old Buddha with a solemn appearance brought three thousand monks and nuns out to greet him.

This old Buddha is the Buddha of the Little West Heaven, a monk at the level of divine fire.

When Lao Fu saw Gu Xuan's face, the compassionate expression on his face fluctuated and violent emotional fluctuations arose.

But in a moment, Lao Fu returned to his original state of mind and clasped his hands to Gu Xuan and bowed: "God, the little monk is polite."

Gu Xuan nodded slightly, then smiled and said, "Little Monk, do you think I look familiar?"

"That's right, I don't know how to respect the god..." Before Lao Fu finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gu Xuan.

"I came here to see the golden body of the Buddha."

When the little Western Heaven Buddha heard this, he recited the Buddha's name and then said, "God, please follow the little monk."

Gu Xuan nodded, and under the guidance of Lao Buddha, he led a group of monks and nuns to the deepest part of the Little West Heaven.

In the deepest part of Xiaoxitian, there is a sacred mountain. There is a chaotic mist surging on the sacred mountain. Only a small path can be seen leading to the sacred mountain.

On the top of the sacred mountain, a dazzling Buddha light soared into the sky, supporting this world, and has never been dim for millions of years.

"Respecting the god, the Buddha's golden body is on the sacred mountain. The first ancestor of my religion once said that any creature can enter the sacred mountain to see the Buddha's true face.

But those who can see the true face of the Buddha are all destined to be the ones who are destined to be my religion. They should enter the Pure Land of the West and sit upright on the lotus platform." The old Buddha clasped his hands to Gu Xuan and bowed.

Gu Xuan smacked his lips and stopped running away. The saying of a person with destiny is definitely not something that can be found in this world.

"Don't worry, little monk, Xiao Xitian has a relationship with me." Gu Xuan waved his hand and signaled to stand next to Lao Fu, and then walked up the path.

boom--

A huge roar sounded in Gu Xuan's ears, as if a vast river was surging in front of him.

An invisible force came upon Gu Xuan, and a mysterious feeling appeared in his heart.

"Under Daluo, the past and future are invisible..." This sentence suddenly appeared in Gu Xuan's heart.

He had a feeling that if he continued to walk to the top of the mountain, there would be a terrifying power of cause and effect.
Chapter completed!