"Who could have thought that one day, the three of us could sit together like we are now and feel the fireworks in the world?"

In a city in Qiankun Realm, Zhang Ruochen, Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou sat on the second floor of a theater, with tea and ginkgo on the table.

On the stage, both young and old performers were mortals.

They didn't know at all that they were living in a scroll of pictures now, and they didn't know that the world was almost destroyed not long ago.

Time is peaceful and peaceful, just because someone is carrying the burden.

Kong Lanyou's hair was as white as frost, clear and quiet, and said, "Actually, this is great. You don't have to hold resentment or bear the pain you exert on yourself. The world is bustling, but your heart is peaceful and peaceful, and you have some interest. How can a thousand years of pain and hardships be worth even a day of happiness?"

Chi Yao obviously disagreed with this and said, "You also want to be the person in the picture? One day, I don't know how to die? I can't enjoy this kind of tranquility and peace! Over the years, I have been fighting for something, not to fight for a victory or defeat, but to fight for a way out. Zhang Ruochen, what do you say?"

Kong Lanyou's eyes also turned to him.

Is he trying to choose a way to live?

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to make a choice and smiled and said, "What can I say? You have already said it!"

Chi Yao obviously didn't want to let him go easily and said, "You want to be a mortal? Don't you fight anymore?"

"What are you fighting for?" Zhang Ruochen pretended to be ignorant.

Chi Yao said: "For this world, fight for a future."

"Isn't it you, the so-called world?" Zhang Ruochen said.

This is really too stingy, but it is very effective. Any woman can hear it, even though she knows it is a lie, but it is still sweet in her heart.

Chi Yao's eyes softened, she stared at the past with complaint, and said, "Then we won't fight for our own future?"

"Of course you have to fight. But you have to agree first, listen to me next, you can't make any decisions or deceive me anymore, we have to trust each other." Zhang Ruochen said.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen seemed to be cheering up, Chi Yao said without hesitation, "Okay! I promise you."

"You swear first." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Yao noticed something and said, "I think there is no need to swear, right?"

"It is necessary, and they can swear in the name of Qing Emperor, the Supreme Lord and others that if they violate the oath, they will not die well." Zhang Ruochen said.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen was so serious, Kong Lanyou also felt a little aware.

Zhang Ruochen must be planning something, otherwise, it would be impossible for Chi Yao to make such a poisonous oath.

Chi Yao obviously realized this and said, "I am in charge of a world, and the worship of all races. What an identity and cultivation level, I want me to listen to you completely... What is our relationship, why should I listen to you?"

"As for the second point you mentioned, it is also very difficult, because I am used to making ideas for myself."

"The third and fourth points, I fully agree with it. We do need to re-cultify trust in each other. This is the most precious thing we have lost over the years."

"So, tell me what you want to do!"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, stood up, and said, "No! If you don't agree to my conditions, if you don't swear, I won't say a word."

"Swish!"

Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared in the theater and appeared below the divine tree of the sky, walked into the spring of life, and healed his injuries.

A moment later, Chi Yao came to the Spring of Life, looked at Zhang Ruochen lying on the water, and said, "You won! I can promise you that as long as what you want to do is reasonable, and you can listen to you without challenging my bottom line."

"How could I do something unreasonable?" Zhang Ruochen said with his eyes closed.

Chi Yao said: "I heard that the God of Bloody War has been helping you marry. There are not a thousand people in the marriage, but there are eight hundred people. I am not worthy of making any comments, but this matter will eventually affect Kunlun and Kong Le. I said I will not take some action."

He spoke "I" at once. Obviously, when he was negotiating conditions and fighting for power, Chi Yao wanted to show her strength.

Zhang Ruochen said: "No need to say anything, what you said makes sense, so let's swear as you said!"

"I, Chi Yao, made an oath in the name of my father, Emperor Qing, from now on, I will trust each other with Zhang Ruochen and no longer deceive. If the two have differences of opinion, as long as what Zhang Ruochen does follows morality, not for his own selfish interests or lost by desires, I can listen to him. If I violate this oath, Emperor Qing and I will both burn their bodies in heaven and die, and both spirit and body will be destroyed."

For all monks, life is worse than death.

Although Zhang Ruochen pretended to be calm, Chi Yao could sense the pain and unwillingness in his heart.

As long as Zhang Ruochen can cheer up again, Chi Yao doesn't mind and promises him any conditions.

After Chi Yao made a vow, she said, "Now, you can say bluntly, your plan is right?"

"No hurry, take a while to recuperate." Zhang Ruochen said.

Half a day later.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the fountain of life, without any water on his body, and said, "Let's go!"

"Where to go?" Chi Yao asked.

"Just come with me."

Zhang Ruochen's body was like lightning, and his momentum was like wind, walking towards the Bodhi tree at the end of the sky.

Chi Yao and the curious Kong Lanyou buried the golden white tiger and quickly followed.

The Bodhi tree growing in the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture" is taller than the sacred tree of heaven. The area covered by branches and leaves reaches thousands of miles, just like a golden cloud cover.

Entering this Buddha Domain, golden rains are scattered between heaven and earth.

On the ground, there are various rare Buddha nature medicines and different flowers.

Swamps are everywhere, and Buddha springs are like golden rivers passing through the earth, adorned with lakes.

In the distance, the Bodhi tree is both huge and shocking, and exudes a powerful divine power, showing that it is a real divine tree. I don’t know how many Yuanhui have grown.

"Here, it is simply the realm of Buddhist gods. Here you will definitely be able to understand the great way of gods." Kong Lanyou's wonderful eyes were radiant, and she sighed in her heart.

Chi Yao said: "This land is very old and has a strong structure. It can give birth to rare treasures. It can not be painted by painting. This land and Bodhi tree should have been moved from some other place to the inner space of the scroll."

"It's a corner of the world of the Sixth Patriarch's Divine Realm." Zhang Ruochen made such a judgment.

"It's indeed very likely."

Chi Yao said: "If this is true, this volume of "The Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture" is simply a supreme treasure, representing a Buddha's world. Even if it is just a corner, it is not trivial."

"When the Sixth Patriarch passed away, the holy monk was likely to be standing by." Zhang Ruochen said.

Crossing the golden rivers and swamps, gradually, they approached the trunk of the Bodhi tree.

The power of the divine is becoming more and more powerful, and the rules in the space have all become golden Sanskrit. This world is supported by Sanskrit, and it has evolved into the sound of chanting scriptures, bells, footsteps, and human speech.

Under the Bodhi tree, there is a stone platform that is as smooth as jade.

The stone platform is not regular or strange, but it is moist and smooth and does not stain dust.

Just looking at the stone platform makes people feel at ease and they can instantly enter a mysterious state of enlightenment.

However, Zhang Ruochen and the other two did not look at the stone platform carefully, but looked at the golden Buddha sitting cross-legged on the stone platform. He had a huge body, kind eyebrows, barefoot and smiled with barefoot, barefoot and exposed his abdomen, and circles of Buddha light flowed on his body.

That power and the Buddha's aggregate can conquer all living beings in the world.

"It's the Sixth Patriarch. Is this his Buddha's golden body?" Chi Yao couldn't calm down and hurriedly bowed and kowtowed.

Zhang Ruochen also bowed and said, "When the Sixth Patriarch sat in the transformation, the golden body was transformed into 84,000 relics. Among them, 83,990 relics were transformed into the legendary Buddhist treasure Mingjingtai at the moment of its birth. The other ten Buddha relics were stored in the ten holy places of Buddhism. Therefore, the Sixth Patriarch did not have a golden body, only a mirror platform."

Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou's eyes were all moving towards the stone platform under the Sixth Patriarch, and speculation arose in their hearts.

Zhang Ruochen actually couldn't believe that the legendary Mingjingtai was in "The Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture". However, in addition to the power of the Mingjingtai, what treasures can manifest the golden Buddha shadow of the Sixth Patriarch?

Moreover, the power and Buddha aggregate formed by the golden body and Buddha shadow can intimidate all existences at the level of the great gods and cannot be seen through.

Only the power of the mirror table can be done.

Zhang Ruochen believed that the golden body Buddha shadow that he had manifested when he used the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation Picture" to intimidate the ghost master and the great god of Jin Jia, was also this one.

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly: "I think this is the backhand of the holy monk. Those who put their hopes on us are not only the holy monks, but also the Sixth Patriarch who was transformed from serious injuries back then."

Chi Yao was quite puzzled by Zhang Ruochen's meaning and said, "The Holy Monk's backup?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and walked towards the Mingjing Platform and the golden Buddha shadow of the Sixth Patriarch.

Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou wanted to follow, but they were blocked by the golden Sanskrit and could not break through.

Walking under the huge body of the Sixth Patriarch's golden body Buddha Shadow, Zhang Ruochen stretched out a finger and pointed it upwards, colliding with the Buddha Shadow's finger.

"Boom!"

The golden Buddha shadow spreads and turns into a golden vortex.

In the vortex, the sound of swords sounded and seven swords were flying.

"It is the Sword Ancestor's seven soul swords, which are actually preserved in the Sixth Patriarch's golden Buddha shadow. And... it is the broken divine source..." Chi Yao exclaimed.

A series of bright spots of light emerged in the golden vortex, like stars shining.

It is the fragment of the divine source.

There are ten broken skyscrapers that have turned into ruins, like ruins of temples, floating in a Tongtian River composed of regular divine patterns. In the Tongtian River, there are also the marks of the gods flashing, and the souls float like white fog.

Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou were both extremely happy.

"Qing Zu thought that if you took action yourself, you would have destroyed your cultivation. However, he did not expect that he had miscalculated. Mingjingtai and the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture" preserved your cultivation. He eventually lost to the Sixth Patriarch and the Holy Monk!" Chi Yao was in a good mood, and the haze in her heart was gone.

In fact, when Zhang Ruochen entered the inner world of "The Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture", he felt the breath of his soul, divine source, soul sword..., but he knew that these were useless at all.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the golden vortex above and said, "The Sixth Patriarch and the Holy Monk cannot say they have won, they can only say that they still fought with Qing Zu after their death. My divine source has been broken, and even if they are reconciled, they cannot continue to practice. They can only maintain the realm of the lower god. But..."

"But I can pass on my cultivation in this life to you, letting you do the thirty-third level of heaven, do what you want, fight, fight, and carry my will to realize the future that the Sixth Patriarch and the Holy Monk are looking forward to. Yaoyao! This is my plan!"

Zhang Ruochen turned around and looked at Chi Yao, with a calm expression but firmness.

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Chapter completed!