There was an added complexity in Huanglong's expression. He watched Yunxiao leave Biyou Palace quietly with his eyes, without saying a word. Knowing that Yunxiao 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.

The immortal light in Huanglong's hand flashed, and he was about to wipe away this strand of love. For some reason, the movement of his hand stopped, and the immortal light in his hand dispersed. Some memories flashed in his heart, and he loosened his fingers with a complicated expression, letting the strand of love go.

Wrapped in love, I closed my eyes again and realized the truth.

The flowing water grinds 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 turns into a flat land, and see the vicissitudes of life turning into blue waves. The thirty seasons reincarnate, and they pass in a blink of an eye.

On the banks of the Ganges River, the water is crystal clear and 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, there was a piece of grass under the tree, it was green and lush, and there was a person sitting cross-legged on the grass, wearing a hundred-pin robe, with buns on his head, with a solemn expression, a solemn look, and 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 contrasts 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 larger and manifested into the void. The Buddha's light shined brightly, illuminating 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 passed through their hearts.

With thoughts in mind, I closely watched this 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-long Dharma body, and then shrank violently, returning to its original size. The Buddha's light on the body was completely absorbed. It was an indestructible diamond, pure glass, and there was a halo behind the head, with five colors and ten lights. It was sacred and solemn, compassionate and holy.

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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.

As soon as he opened it, he shouted.

"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 relics as big as three were suspended in the sky, perfect and bright. One of the relics suddenly jumped up, forming a shadow.

Appeared, rushed towards a pagoda above Qingyun, with a bang, turned into an entity, jumped out of Qingyun, then covered himself with a cassock, but was covered with pure immortal light, and landed on Sakyamuni

He bowed in front of Ni and said to him.

"Tathagata Duobao has seen this deity!"

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

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

Hearing the words, Duobao Tathagata smiled, with a peaceful expression, raised his head and glanced at Jin'ao Island in the East China Sea, 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 cares about 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 the memories of the past. He felt at ease in his heart and took a look at the golden body standing in the sky.

A formation diagram floated out, the evil aura 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 was 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 definitely increase greatly, 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 saints 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 Mystical 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 magical power, he can overpower Zhen Yuanzi and other older generations of great magical powers, and become the first person among saints!"

The Taoist who received the guide looked solemn, his holy eyes were filled with compassion, and he cast his gaze on the Bodhi tree, which was transformed into the Seven Treasures tree, the treasure of Taoist Zhunti's enlightenment. Taoist Zhunti is the innate best spiritual root Bodhi tree.

The seven treasures tree was transformed from a part of the innate bodhi tree, so it was possible for Sakyamuni to help him achieve the perfect golden body of Buddha. When he saw the perfect spiritual vajra under the tree, his expression finally revealed

He felt a little relieved and 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 become the first person among the saints. By then, even Huanglong Zhenren who explains the teaching will not be able to match his Buddhist teachings.

Boundless!”

Zhenren Huang Long repeatedly sabotaged Western plans during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, which made 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 two corpses of good and evil, and became a quasi-sage.

The peak state, that's why Taoist Taoist Jie Yin said this.

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