Chapter 448: Looking at Kunlun from afar, he sighed

Hongshan ancestral peak hall.

The Xuandu Grand Master walked out, smiling, his breath was faintly in line with the Dao, the same as the Fa, and the origin of heaven and earth was always in communication.

The Dao rhyme rippling out of the whole body has formed a sense of detachment.

"Congratulations to the master!" Jiang Fan was waiting outside the main hall, and when he saw the other party's state, he understood what was going on, and hurriedly said hello, "How long will it take?"

"Ten thousand years later, it will be the day of my enlightenment!" "Swimming in the Sea of Origin, I will know the mystery, breadth, and vastness of the Heavenly Dao, and only then will I know how small and humble I am." ”

"Ten thousand years, just a snap of a finger, congratulations to the master!" Jiang Fan said, "Step into the holy realm, live with the sky, and be at ease from now on, without adding to the catastrophe!"

"What about you, why don't you take the last step?" asked Xuandu.

He knew that Jiang Fan and the Five Elements Dao people coexisted from the same origin, one preached, and the other was definitely okay, but Jiang Fan had been staying in the quasi-saint realm, which made him wonder.

And since the Five Elements Dao people can lead him to swim in the Sea of Heavenly Dao Origin, then they will definitely be able to lead Jiang Fan there.

No matter what you say, Jiang Fan has a reason to take the last step.

"You can take the last step at any time, and there is no rush now!" Jiang Fan smiled.

It's hard for others, but it's easy for him.

"As expected!" Xuan Du nodded and left.

Time flies, and it doesn't stop.

Due to the encirclement and suppression of demons, the surrender of the Wu clan, the shrinkage of the dragon clan, the low-key of the three sects and the Buddhist sect, and the cultivation of the Heavenly Emperor was strong and extremely strong, which also restored peace to the two worlds, and there were almost no waves.

The number of creatures entering the new world from the Earth Immortal Realm gradually increased, and the barren land soon became more vibrant.

There are also more and more human races in Hongshan, and they begin to spread outward, gradually occupying famous mountains and rivers, and beginning to leave traces in every corner of the new world.

Recently, there has been a major incident in the teachings that has caused quite a stir.

Guangchengzi, who had died in battle, Yuding Zhenren and other second-generation disciples of the exposition sect, appeared in front of the world again.

Demon Tribulation, the powerhouses of the Earth Immortal Realm have lost too much.

It is as strong as the Holy Mother of Jinling, Sanxiao Niangniang, the Emperor of Heaven, the Burning Lamp, etc., all of whom died in battle, and most of the second-generation disciples of the Sect were also killed and injured.

But now it has reappeared.

Soon after, Yun Zhongzi personally spread the news, saying that the original master Yuan Shi Tianzun used his great divine powers to preserve the true spirit imprint of the twelve disciples.

Even if you die, you have a chance to be resurrected.

This made many strong people sigh: Yuan Shi Tianzun is really a conscientious master, looking at the earth immortal world, no one can compare.

Western Spirit Mountain.

Guanyin Bodhisattva stands on a mountain peak, and behind it is a golden wheel of merit, golden light that reaches the sky, full of compassion and peace. It's just that he looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain, and his expression was extremely complicated.

"There is no Fuxian, Manjushri, and I am afraid of leaving grandchildren......!"

"The four of us, have we been completely removed?"

"Did I do it right, or did I do it wrong?"

With her quasi-holy state of mind, she couldn't calm down.

A golden lotus suddenly appeared next to it, and the Buddha sat on it.

Guanyin Bodhisattva didn't seem to notice, just looked ahead in a daze.

"The past is like smoke, there is no right or wrong!" Rulai Buddha said, "Recalling the past, I was a big disciple of the sect, and I was forced to fight as a god, and I was forced to be helpless, and the Taiqing sage took me to turn Hu into a Buddha and establish Mahayana Buddhism." The two Western saints also had great courage and directly ceded all the authority of the Buddha sect to me! In the eyes of the world, I am no longer the Buddha of many treasures, but the master of the Buddha. When you enter the Buddha's door, you have also become Guanyin Bodhisattva from Cihangdao. I can't go back, I can't go back. Whether it is our own way or the involvement behind it, we can only be who we are now. ”

"What should we do in the future?" Guanyin's voice was ethereal.

"Step by step!" said the Buddha in a deep voice.

In fact, they all understand that in the future, if there are no saints, they can only hold on and develop slowly.

Time is long, mighty.

The Xuandu Grand Master also finally became a saint, causing a sensation in the world, which also made Yun Zhongzi, Rulai, Zhen Yuanzi and other quasi-saints see hope one after another, and they also cultivate more intensively, hoping to break through and become holy.

If you don't become holy, you are an ant after all.

This is a truth that everyone understands.

In particular, Chiyou and Candle Dragon are even more urgent.

However, they are also more in awe of the Five Elements Dao people.

It's just that he takes the Xuandu Grand Master to swim in the Sea of Heaven and Earth Origin, and after 10,000 years, he will be able to preach, but what if he is himself?

It's a pity that even Yun Zhongzi never saw the Five Elements Dao people again.

As for Jiang Fan, who is the most promising for enlightenment after Xuandu, he has never moved.

The quasi-saint retreats, the power of the heavenly court is very heavy, and the world is peaceful.

Hongshan ancestral peak.

"Xiao Fan, come out!" Nangong Yue came to the outside of the main hall and shouted inside.

This is the holy land of the holy land in the hearts of the world's powerhouses, even if the quasi-saint comes, he will be cautious, but for Nangong Yue, he doesn't care at all.

Jiang Zhengan stood on the side of the square, with his hands behind his back, looking at the clouds flowing in front of him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian stood on the other side, their heads bowed, whispering, occasionally smiling, occasionally apprehensive.

In a flash, Jiang Fan appeared in the square, and hurriedly laughed: "Mother, why did you get out of the customs?"

"Less hippie smiling!" Nangong Yue said, "Xiaofan, do you remember your promise at the beginning?"

"This ......!" Jiang Fan had a toothache.

"What, forgot?" Nangong Yueliu's eyebrows rose.

"How can it?" Jiang Fan hurriedly waved his hand, "Didn't you just find out that you and your father had entered the quasi-saint realm? Unexpectedly, you and your father are both cultivation geniuses, and in a short period of time, they have reached this point, which is beyond the reach of the vast majority of ancient powerhouses." Mother, if you continue to cultivate and reach the quasi-saintly consummation, son, I will plan an opportunity for you to become holy? ”

"I don't have that much ambition, I only need a grandson with your father, you tell me okay, when can I hold my own grandson?" Nangong Yue snorted.

Jiang Zhengan turned around and also looked at his son, although he didn't say a word, it made Jiang Fan even more stressed.

"Okay, within a hundred years!" Jiang Fan sighed, gave the last time, waved his hand, and took Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian away.

"A hundred years, count this kid as acquaintances!" Nangong Yue smiled.

Jiang Zhengan gave a thumbs up.

A hundred years later, the three of them returned, looking at Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian with big bellies, the old couple were overjoyed.

"I've been pregnant for eighty-one years, and I'm going to give birth today!" Jiang Fan explained the situation.

"Good, good, good!" Nangong Yue hurriedly stepped forward, "I'll hand it over to me in the future, don't get in the way, go aside!"

Jiang Fan smiled bitterly.

Jiang Zhengan shrugged.

When the baby was born, the purple qi was 80 million miles in the air, the golden flower fell straight into the body, and there were 3,000 kinds of visions manifested, and the fragrance was fragrant.

"It deserves the great avenue of creation, and the way of heaven favors it!" The people of the Five Elements Dao, who could not go out of retreat, silently went out of the customs and gave blessings.

This makes the two pairs of dragon and phoenix fetuses born, they are innate Dao bodies, and there are thousands of powers hidden in them, comparable to the Demon God of Creation.

"Four oil bottles!" Jiang Fan sighed.

In fact, he had a lot of things in mind.

After being reborn, he traveled between the two worlds, and this was the first time he had a child of his own.

That feeling is indescribable.

Since then, the old couple has never nagged him again.

The four children grow very slowly, only one inch taller a year, which also makes Jiang Fan experience the worry and joy of being a father.

However, he spent most of his time in retreat.

Reversing the time of 10,000 times, his cultivation time far exceeded other people's imagination.

Time is a long time, that is, millions of years.

Jiang Fan has cultivated for tens of billions of years.

Tens of billions of years have made his heart, unconsciously, a lot more indifferent.

opened the door of the hall and looked outside, a pair of indifferent eyes made Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian, who greeted them, tremble. His aura is also powerful beyond imagination, even Xiaoqing and Xiaoqian, who have now reached the quasi-saint consummation, are frightened and can't help but kneel down and worship.

It is not difficult to guess that his husband must have entered the Holy Realm, and within the Holy Realm, he has reached a very high level.

It's just that they are also puzzled, it seems that their husband has not become holy, which is very strange, but they don't think much about it.

"Young Master!" Xiao Qing called.

"Young Master!" Xiao Qian stepped forward.

Jiang Fan closed his eyes, and after a quarter of an hour, in his mind, he cut off the false memories, and the indifferent aura gradually dissipated.

"Don't worry, I haven't turned into stone yet!" Smiling slightly, the spring flowers bloomed, Jiang Fan hugged the two girls in his arms and comforted them softly.

"Young Master, your eyes were too terrifying just now!" Xiao Qing snuggled in his arms, his voice was very soft, "Once I was in retreat for a long time, after I went out of the customs, when I saw my own children, my mood barely fluctuated, and then gradually eased up, and when I thought about it, I felt afraid." Since then, my retreat has never been too long. Young Master, is it true that after too long and too long of retreat, it will really turn to stone?"

"Maybe!" Jiang Fan said, "I won't anyway, don't worry." After all, I have you, parents, children, and brothers, and I have too many concerns. ”

"No, it's fine!" the two women smiled.

Jiang Fan looked out of the sky, and a cold color flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" asked Xiao Qian.

"The damn he's coming!"

"Damn it?"

"Hmm!"