Su An's eyes suddenly flashed with purple light, and he looked at the Zen monk in front of him in disbelief, and at the same time, the dragon in the sea of consciousness also opened his eyes, and the majestic divine consciousness poured out like a sea current to surround the Zen language. And this series of actions of the two is just from the seemingly unremarkable sentence of Zen.

And the information revealed by this sentence shocked Canglong. This Zen language actually knew him, and what was even more bizarre was that he knew that he was in Su An's sea of knowledge.

Who the hell is he? This is what Canglong and Su An want to know most at this moment, but they both believe that the true identity of Zen Yu is definitely not that simple.

Su quietly stood in place and looked at Zen Yu, and at this time, Zen Yu had already taken his seat, and Wang Qianzhi on the side sat directly on the stool without distinguishing between priorities and priorities, and served rice in the bowl with a courteous face.

Seeing that Su An was still looking at him, Zen Yu smiled lightly and pointed to the seat next to him, and said, "Does Xiaoyou think that the poor monk's coarse tea and light rice are not appetizing, or do you think that the appearance of things (food) is too ordinary, so that you are puzzled? It doesn't matter, the poor monk will talk to you about it when the time comes!"

"What are you talking about?" Wang Qianzhi slammed a mouthful of rice into his mouth, and said with a satisfied face: "Xiao Suzi, why are you still stupid, do you know how delicious the peach blossom rice made by my master and ancestor is, how exquisite it is to make, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a great supplement in cultivation, I want to eat it on weekdays, but I don't have a share!"

"This peach blossom rice bar looks simple and unpretentious, but in fact, this step-by-step process is quite rigorous! This rice is the spiritual rice nourished by the aura of this heaven and earth, and this peach blossom is a unique product of this heaven and earth, and a peach tree only takes the most tender piece of it. The water used to cook rice is also a liquid made of spiritual energy, think about it, how much pure spiritual energy does a drop of spiritual liquid need?

"Hahaha, the front branch is only half right, but the taste still needs someone to taste it! Xiaoyou, please!" Zen Yu personally brought the rice bowl to Su An, his eyes full of smiles.

"Master Xie, that kid is not welcome!" Su An took the rice bowl with a smile, and after sitting down, he took a bite of the rice, and immediately felt that his body had become very light from the inside out, and the feeling of fluttering like a fairy really had the illusion of becoming an immortal.

The peach blossoms are fragrant and sweet in the mouth, the rice grains are full and chewy, and eating them in the mouth is like eating bread made of spiritual liquid, which feels very special, and you can even feel the peach blossoms, rice grains and spiritual liquid in the mouth to convert each other.

"The master's craftsmanship is really comparable to heavenly craftsmanship, such deliciousness, it is really memorable!" Su An said with a satisfied face, and before he knew it, a full bowl of rice had been eaten by him.

Zen said with a smile: "Xiaoyou praised, how can the poor monk be comparable to Tiangong, the charm of this meal is nothing more than a reincarnation of the artistic conception in the interconnection of each other, if the little friend wants to know the reason, the poor monk is also willing to solve the puzzle for the little friend!"

"I want to hear it!" Su An smiled and nodded.

Zen Yu smiled slightly, glanced at Wang Qianzhi, who was still eating, and said, "Qianzhi, you go to wait outside the realm first, I want to talk to this little friend!"

"Huh?" Wang Qianzhi put away his chopsticks and said reluctantly: "But, Master Tai, I haven't finished this meal yet?"

Zen said, "You can take it away and go back and eat it slowly." If you don't obey, don't come in the future!"

"......Really? Can I really pack it up and take it away, Taishi Ancestor?" Wang Qianzhi looked at Zen Yu with a look of surprise, as if he felt that happiness came too quickly, and he couldn't slow it down.

"Yes!" Zen nodded.

After getting a reply, Wang Qianzhi didn't say a word and picked up the rice bowl on the table and his own bowl and ran out, the speed was still very fast, and he used his body skills at a glance, and in that case, he was afraid that Zen would regret it.

It wasn't until he ran to the exit of the small world that Wang Qianzhi seemed to remember something, and hurriedly turned around and said: "Xiao Suzi, you and my Taishi Zuzu first, and when the time comes, call me, I'll pick you up, bye!"

After Wang Qianzhi left, in front of the thatched house, the atmosphere became a little solemn for a while, Su An didn't say a word, and called out Canglong No. 1, which is also the meaning of Canglong, since it was recognized, the body could not come out to move freely, so replace it with a clone.

The shrunken Canglong No. 1 was still as tall as a hill, and Su An and Zen Yu were in front of him, like a seven- or eight-year-old child facing an adult.

"Sure enough, it's the emperor, it seems that the poor monk is not mistaken, but ......" Zen Yu looked at Su An and said: "But what makes the poor monk ashamed is that he didn't expect Xiaoyou to be the descendant of Ziwei the Great, the second star lord of the Hongmeng universe, the poor monk is here to compensate the star lord, don't blame the star lord!"

"Master, but Master, Canglong and I have doubts in our hearts now, presumably Master You should also understand!" Su An smiled.

Canglong No. 1 bowed his head, his dark golden eyes looked at Zen Yu tightly, and a little doubt still flashed in his eyes, it seemed that he was not quite sure which of his old friends Zen Yu was!

"It's normal that the emperor doesn't recognize me now!"

Zen Yu saw Canglong's doubts, got up and walked forward, and every time he stepped down, the aura around Zen Yu increased a little, and even the golden light paved the way, and the void bloomed golden lotus, when it stopped, behind his head, there was a round of light wheel as dazzling as the sun, and Zen's appearance also changed at this time.

"It's you!" Canglong exclaimed, and suddenly got up and said: "It's really you, you are still alive, back then, you weren't ...... back then"

"Isn't that right?" Zen said, looking back.

And the moment Zen Yu looked back, Su Anxin was shocked. At this time, the Zen language, where is still the appearance of the long beard and white eyebrows before, the whole person, like a Buddha wrapped in golden light, exudes immeasurable Taoist rhyme all around.

Canglong took a step forward and said movingly: "Su Bodhi, what the hell is going on? In that battle back then, you had obviously turned into a Taoist, this is what Xiaoqing told me, I asked His Majesty Emperor Yan to go back in time, and I couldn't save you, but now you ......."

"Subodhi...... , It turns out that he is Su Bodhi!" Su quietly looked at the big Buddha in front of him, and also quietly listened to the conversation between Canglong and Su Bodhi, which seemed to be a secret.

Su Bodhi said with a smile: "Emperor, the poor monk did turn into the Tao back then, even if His Majesty Emperor Yan goes back in time, he can't save the poor monk." However, after the incarnation, it is not real death. At that time, I witnessed the reincarnation of my Buddha realm. This reincarnation is beyond time, and the poor monk is the one who returned from reincarnation, maybe the returnee, there is not only the poor monk, and the cause of all this may only be understood by the person who is in charge of reincarnation. Maybe he is not the one who is in charge of reincarnation, but he is definitely the one who opens the door to reincarnation. And all this is not the poor monk's nonsense, but the scene that the poor monk saw when he exhausted his discerning energy and broke through the corner of the fog of reincarnation.