Thirty-three days away, Elysium, Mount Meru

"Senior brother, there's news from Maitreya." Next to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool, a Taoist with a yellow face and a thin body, wearing two flowers on his bun, holding a branch in his hand, and looking in a trance, spoke to the person sitting opposite him in front of him.

"Senior brother, what's the matter? Could it be that it has something to do with the spread of Buddhism to the east? The person who spoke, with a yellow face and a bitter face, was dressed in a bright zodiac robe, with a round light behind his head, and a string of prayer beads in his left hand, and his face changed slightly when he heard the words of the person in front of him.

"Exactly," the yellow-faced and thin Taoist nodded, and said with a happy face, "That monkey has already arrived at my good corpse's dojo in Xiniu Hezhou." I guess I'm now under the door of my good corpse. ”

"That's great!" The yellow-skinned man had a rare smile on his face, and there was less suffering on his face, "The spread of Buddhism to the east has finally begun." ”

"Senior brother don't worry, the spread of Buddhism to the east is the general trend of heaven. Even the one in Zixiao Palace can only sit back and watch my Buddhism prosper, let alone those three. ”

"Senior brother, why don't you contact your good corpse later, after all, this matter is not sloppy!"

"No, no," the yellow-faced and thin Taoist heard this, and categorically rejected the proposal, and said earnestly, "My good corpse has been left in the Dao Gate forever, and it has nothing to do with my Buddhism." If I have any contact with him again, I'm afraid that the one from Zixiao Palace will be unhappy. ”

That person, they can't afford to offend.

"Alas, junior brother, I've hurt you." The yellow-skinned man clenched the rosary in his hand and sighed softly, "On that day, you and I left the Daomen, and in order to repay the cause and effect of the Daomen, you will leave your good corpse in the Daomen forever." ”

"Senior brother, don't care too much," the yellow-faced and thin-skinned Taoist waved his hand, looked up at the east, and his eyes showed infinite yearning, "If you can exchange it for my Buddhism, what is a good corpse?" ”

"Senior brother is modest," the yellow-skinned man slowly twisted the rosary in his hand, and after a moment of conversation, he said slowly, "Although you and I helped Lao Tzu and the original attack on the Zhuxian Sword Formation back then, these two owe cause and effect, and naturally they want to help me in the west when Buddhism spreads eastward, but these two people must be unwilling." Under the way of heaven, the general trend cannot be changed, but the small trend can be changed. Do you still remember that after the battle of the gods, Duobao was taken by Lao Tzu to the west to send a letter to Guguan to turn Hu into a Buddha, establish Theravada Buddhism, and take away my Buddhist luck? If you and I hadn't merged Theravada Buddhism into Mahayana Buddhism and given up the status of the ancestor of all Buddhas, the consequences would have been unimaginable!! ”

"I have already thought about this," said the yellow-faced and thin-skinned Taoist unhurriedly, "This transmission of the Dharma to the East will definitely produce a lot of merit. It is better to divide some of the merits at that time, so that other people can rest assured, so that this time the Dharma will spread more smoothly to the east. ”

"What the junior brother said is very true!"

"This time the Dharma is spread to the east, and the help of the East is indispensable, I will go to the Bajing Palace first, and I will meet Lao Tzu for a while. Now that the primitive and Tongtian are no longer in charge, now the head of the Daomen is naturally Lao Tzu," after a pause, the yellow-faced and thin Taoist continued, "By the way, let Maitreya go to Heaven and Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang to take a trip." Haotian and Zhen Yuanzi, one is the lord of the Three Realms designated by Hongjun, and the other is the ancestor of the earth immortals. If these two people help each other, the spread of Buddhism to the East will surely be just around the corner. ”

"Just according to what my brother said."

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In the continuous mountains, towering ancient trees stand in a forest, the branches are vigorous, the dense branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, countless vines are criss-crossed, and the sounds of insects and birds are endless, quiet and quiet, like a pure land in the complicated world.

"What a blessed land for gods!"

The speaker was a young man sitting cross-legged on a large rock, dressed in a simple white robe, holding a scroll of scriptures in his hand, with a handsome face and a hint of heroism between his eyebrows.

I saw the young man close his eyes, take a deep breath, and then a turbid breath turned into a turbid dragon and exhaled.

"It's worthy of the desolate world, there is such a good cultivation environment." Feeling the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by his holy body, Yang Xuan only felt that the whole person was a hundred times more energetic.

The abundance of longevity contained in it is absolutely unimaginable on the other side of the sky.

Those Great Emperor Supremes over there, how difficult is it for them to extract a little bit of immortal biomass?

It's an immortal elixir, a divine spring, and a place of creation, and I've been busy for most of my life, and I can only continue the emperor's life!

In the end, he had to slash himself, fell down the royal road fruit position, and entered the forbidden area to hibernate, waiting for the opening of the road to become an immortal.

If the longevity is insufficient, when you can't bear it, you will come out to start a dark turmoil and devour hundreds of millions of living beings.

Compared with them, Yang Xuan was much luckier. At least in the blessed land of the desolate world, there is no need to have a headache for immortality, which is like some people in the world that covers the sky, and they have lost their humanity to become immortals.

It's a pity that immortality, immortality, after all, is an obsession, and in the end it is just a pile of dry bones on the road to becoming an immortal.

recalled that a few days ago, he traveled to the world of covering the sky, became a desolate ancient holy body, and was captured by the Feather God Dynasty and sacrificed to become an immortal tripod, and finally escaped from death to the desolate world, and worshiped under the Bodhi Patriarch with Sun Wukong.

Yang Xuan had mixed feelings for a while.

Suddenly, a thin figure flashed in Yang Xuan's mind.

"Ye Ruoxian" recalled the memories of the past, Yang Xuan muttered.

These three words are the name of the little girl.

In the original work of Shatian, the real name of the ruthless emperor was not given. As a fellow villager of the Ruthless Emperor when he was a child and the elder brother of the Ruthless Emperor, Yang Xuan knew the name of the Ruthless Emperor.

According to the plot in the original book, after Yang Xuan and Ye Feng left, Ye Ruoxian's brother will grow into the most amazing and brilliant emperor in the history of the world, and the most talented woman in ancient times! He is also the first ruthless person in ancient and modern times.

"Not to become an immortal, just to wait for you to come back in this red dust," reciting this sentence silently, Yang Xuan smiled bitterly, "I don't understand the world controlled by brothers." ”

Anyway, when he hadn't been captured by the Feather God Dynasty, he felt that there might be signs of German orthopedics between Ye Ruoxian and Ye Feng, the two brothers and sisters who depended on each other.

Since his own system can teleport himself from the sky to the wilderness, he must be able to send himself back in the future.

Yang Xuan didn't know that many years later, if he returned to his hometown, Ye Ruoxian's girl would still recognize him, a former fellow villager and brother's best friend.

"What do you want to do with all this? Anyway, it's still far away, so why don't you read a book? Shaking his head and shaking off the distracting thoughts in his mind, Yang Xuan picked up the scroll of scriptures in his hand and was about to read it.

Suddenly, a large, furry hand slapped him on the shoulder.

"Senior brother, it turns out that you are here."