The world, the land of Yanjing.

In the north of the northern suburbs of Yanjing, there is a mountain that is not tall or short, and there is a small temple in the mountain, and there is a group of bald monks in the temple.

At this moment, these monks are all gathered at the door of the temple, and some of them are still teary-eyed.

They're seeing them off, they're sending off someone.

This person has a fat head and big ears, and his belly is even more bulging.

It's none other than the fat monk.

The fat monk patted his stomach at the moment, grinning at these monks who he had been with since childhood.

"What are you doing, Buddha, I'm not going to die, why are I still crying!"

The fat monk patted his big belly and spoke.

Although there were suddenly a lot more things in his head, there were so many that Chu Zichuan couldn't react to them... But the fat monk, with his character, doesn't bother to pay attention to it at all.

He didn't want to make those things too transparent and complete, so he kept them in his head in a chaotic way.

Think about it when you need it.

Actually, it's just one word: lazy.

Cui Fujun, who was next to him, could naturally see that he was smiling wryly.

Where have you ever seen such a person ...

Originally, according to the instructions of the fat monk in his previous life, it was a certain time to awaken his sealed memories.

But this memory was successfully awakened.

But people don't seem to have changed anything... It's still the appearance of a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"Master, you can toss hard when you get old. ”

The fat monk stepped forward and grabbed the old monk's shoulder and patted him vigorously.

"Your apprentice and I were a Buddha in the last life, I said a word, who would dare not let you become a Buddha? ”

The fat monk was so happy that he didn't bother to care about the rest.

He knew one thing that his last life... It's the Buddha of the world.

What is a Buddha?

It is an existence independent of the three Buddhas of the Buddhist family, even if the three Buddhas see him, although they are not respectful, they are still the same existence.

It's normal for everyone to bow to each other.

"Void, out of the temple, remember not to violate the precepts. ”

The old monk slapped the fat monk on the head, his face was full of justice, and he didn't feel any other discomfort because the fat monk had awakened his memory.

After all... The fat monk was raised by him.

For him, it was like his son.

"Got it, got it. ”

The fat monk grinned, then patted the old monk on the shoulder again.

"Buddha, I'm leaving, don't miss me, Master!"

As he spoke, a golden light flashed on the fat monk's body, and he rushed to the sky in an instant.

Cui Fujun, who was beside him, also smiled at many monks, and also turned into a streamer and rushed to the sky.

The two of them disappeared before the many monks in this temple.

"Abbot, Xiao, Uncle Xiao, is he really a Buddha?"

Next to the old monk, the other monks of some temples are still confused until now.

After all... Who would dare to believe it?

These monks are just ordinary monks in the mortal world.

What do you worship in this life?

It's to worship the Buddha!

These Buddhas, in their hearts, are the supreme beings!

But suddenly one day, you know the truth, a fat man who drinks and eats meat all day long, and every gesture is to commit all the precepts of Buddhism...

It turned out to be a realm Buddha comparable to the three Buddhas!

This abrupt and contrasting mood is simply indescribable.

The Buddha has never had any scriptures handed down, and at the same time, there are also regulations that have been passed down to the world, not allowing themselves to be worshiped by the world, let alone worshipping.

Therefore, it is not often mentioned, and ordinary people in the world are not aware of the existence of the Buddha. But as long as you have been a monk for a few years, you know the great Buddha of the world.

One is no less than a Buddha like the Buddha!

Its status is not a big mountain in Buddhism.

"Yes or no, judge for yourself. ”

The old monk looked at the direction in which the fat monk broke out of the air, with a soft smile on his face.

"Old Cui, is this plan you said work?"

Above the sky, the fat monk was called a jubilant.

Buddha, I can finally fly!

In the past, every time the fat monk saw someone else flying, it was a look of envy.

After all, there is too much meat, and it is too tiring to walk.

Who made him not bother to practice at all ... Not to mention cultivating to the realm of the sky.

"The Buddha's words are wrong, this plan is formulated by the Buddha yourself in the past, and it has been deduced many times, and it must be not wrong. ”

Cui Fujun replied with a smile.

"I did this plan?"

The fat monk patted his stomach, thinking that he still had this talent...

Now... The direction in which the two of them went was the Western Elysium!

There, there is another alien existence, a batch... So far, there hasn't been any movement of the aliens.

No one knows, even if it's the group of aliens in the Great Chitian, they don't know about the group of aliens in the Great Leiyin Temple... What the hell do you want to do!

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In the big red sky, the scorpion is no longer in the hall.

The people in this hall are still Futi, and Futi is still sitting in front of the Dan furnace as in the past.

The fire of the Dan furnace burns and prospers.

At this moment, Futi slowly opened his eyes.

He felt a breath, an incomparably powerful aura, approaching the Great Red Sky...

That's the breath of the wind!

"A hundred miles of wind..."

Futi muttered to himself, first with a slight surprise in his eyes, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The moment he sensed this breath, both Mo Hunt and Gu Bai sensed it.

Not only that, but the alien races of the entire Heavenly Realm were all aware of this aura.

Because this time... The severe wind came to this big red sky, without the slightest cover!

On the thirtieth day, Yan Feng's figure passed through the clouds and mist in an instant, his eyes were indifferent, and he did not have the slightest wave.

And at this moment, behind him, there are dense and countless alien races accompanying him.

These aliens are all following behind, but they don't dare to do the slightest.

As soon as the thirtieth Heaven was broken, all of a sudden, the alien races of this Heavy Heaven also appeared one after another, but they were also like other alien races of the Heavy Heaven.

I just dare to follow behind, and I don't dare to go up at all.

The coercion exuded from Yan Feng's body, this coercion alone was enough to crush them into ashes.

These people naturally dare not move.

"It's the thirtieth heaven..."

Yan Feng muttered to himself, his eyes casually flicked back, behind him, the number of alien races was already as high as ten million.

This made Yan Feng wonder how many alien races there were in these three realms.

In the first battle of Penglai and the first battle of Kunlun, the alien race was exterminated by four or five million, but at this moment, it seems... Those four or five million are just a little cannon fodder for foreign races.

It doesn't interfere with the overall strength at all.

Yan Feng, his heart slowly became cautious.

With so many alien races, if the final battle is together...

Just by using the number of people, it is able to crush the immortals of the Three Realms to death!