Chapter 569: Landing on the other side, the Buddha preached

In the chaos of ten thousand ways, the heavenly palace is majestic, and the immortals are continuous.

One by one, the chaotic stone pillars rose from the ground and sank into the green underworld, accompanied by the immortal immortal glow blooming, and the supreme avenue aura rose and fell.

What he saw in front of him shocked the Tianjiao of all the clans in the world and trembled from the bottom of his heart.

This is the remains of the heavenly court at the end of the myth, and it is also the place where the immortal emperor stands.

Since the completion of the only ancient road, the people who can finally come here are the most amazing heroes in the world.

There are often only a few people who are qualified to step into the Heavenly Palace on the other side at a time, and at most there are only more than ten people.

However, today, dozens of people have arrived at this place together, which is the largest in history.

"Huh?"

Amitabha Buddha seemed to notice something, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and then he raised his eyes and looked at the Tianjiao.

Except for the strange peacock, as well as a few people such as Yu Cang, the rest of the Tianjiao heroes of all races were all bound by the dazzling Great Dao Law Divine Chain, and it was difficult to move a single bit.

Everyone is extraordinary, and they all suddenly realize the kind of immortal rhyme that seems to be majestic in the world and beyond the red dust.

Yes, the Immortal Emperor has already made contributions, and Hongchen is an immortal, since it has been arranged here, how can the future generations of Tianjiao Yingjie easily crack it.

Thinking of this, Amitabha put his hands together and immediately expressed his apologies to everyone.

Tianjiao shook his head: "What's wrong with the Buddha? It was our arrogance and offense to the majesty of the Immortal Emperor, and it should be like this."

"The Buddha should hurry up to the Chaos Stone Pillar, and don't care about me waiting."

Everyone is by no means unreasonable, and they calmly accept the fact that they have no chance to succeed in heaven.

Moreover, being able to see the other side with his own eyes this time is already worth the trip.

Amitabha Buddha repeatedly confirmed that the divine chain on everyone's body would not endanger their lives, and then left.

And as Amitabha Buddha and Yu Cang gradually approached, the supreme aura on the chaotic stone pillars became more and more majestic and grand.

The Supreme Dao collided, and hundreds of millions of gods were intertwined, and the fairy glow was shining, as if there was a great avenue heavenly sound ringing in the ears, and it was about to fall into the deepest realm of enlightenment.

The few people who had been recognized here couldn't wait to step forward and sense the immortal imprint left by the Supreme.

Even if they were born from the transcendent forces in the universe, the attraction of the Extreme Dao Heavenly Gong to them was still incomparable, and Amitabha Buddha was naturally no exception.

There was a faint glint of wisdom in his eyes, and he finally selected three supreme scriptures - "Cutting Dao Heavenly Gong", "Yuan Huang Dao Sutra", and "Creation Immortal Sutra".

And after a few people finished choosing and imprinted the mysterious scriptures in their hearts, the layout in the Heavenly Palace on the other side was immediately touched, and the brilliance flashed.

In an instant, when everyone opened their eyes again, they were already in the sky above the forbidden sea.

Amitabha Buddha looked around and saw that the people who had been bound by the law chain were also safe and sound, so he was relieved.

The trial of the only ancient road has come to an end, some people are frustrated, some people are melancholy, but after all, they still have to go their separate ways.

All kinds of cause and effect, fate gathers and scatters, and there is no need to force it.

Amitabha Buddha dismissed all the heroes who followed him, but the peacock was fierce and untamable, and he remained by his side for the time being. ….

Before parting, Amitabha Buddha also asked about Yu Cang's plans.

The latter's answer is quite ironic.

"Humph! Defeat you stinky monk, I don't have any fun, I can only hope that someone among my descendants can find this for me, and don't pass it over!"

Hearing this, even Amitabha Buddha couldn't help but say:

"My Buddha is merciful, and Taoist friends cherish it."

……

On the top of Mount Meru, Amitabha Buddha sat in the ancient hall, his eyes slightly closed, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

Behind him, there is the immeasurable Buddha's light transpiring, the phantom manifestation of many ancient Buddhas, accompanied by the pious prayers of hundreds of millions of sentient beings, and countless Hongchen beliefs.

When Moro stepped into the temple, he saw it

Such a scene.

It was born at the end of the myth and has gone through the whole of primeval time. Even if he has been in self-proclaimed sources most of the time, he is now too old to look good.

However, to be able to see the true Buddha come into the world in his lifetime is already considered to be complete.

"Master." Amitabha stood up and saluted respectfully.

He immediately raised his eyes again, looked at the side of the main hall, and a certain golden statue that looked out of place and was dressed as a Taoist priest said:

"If you don't understand something, you have to ask the teacher to respect it. What was the great grace of this Virtuous Buddha to my Sumeru in the past?"

As for the true identity of the Holy Buddha of Ende, Amitabha Buddha already had some guesses in his heart.

Hearing this, Moro raised his eyebrows, but did not choose to answer directly, but led Amitabha Buddha to a forbidden place in the depths of Mount Meru.

It was an ancient cave, even if more than a million years had passed, there still seemed to be some kind of palpitating breath circulating, which made Amitabha Buddha's expression solemn.

Looking up, the ancient cave was pitch black, it was a black charcoal-like rough stone, even if the Buddha's light was dense, it still couldn't make it change.

Suddenly, a long sigh from Moro came:

"In the past, Sumeru suffered a catastrophe, if it weren't for the help of Dao Fa Tianzun, how could Sumeru be prosperous today?"

"At that time, the entire Mount Meru turned into purgatory, and this place was naturally not spared, and it was difficult for the purple gold divine iron in it to manifest the supernatural, and I don't know if it could—"

At this point, Moro was suddenly stunned.

I saw that the originally crude and ugly black charcoal, under the nourishment of Amitabha Buddha's pure mind, really bloomed again.

At the same time, the four big characters "all beings are terrible" appeared, imprinting the void.

Feeling the extraordinarily familiar rhyme that came from it, Amitabha Buddha couldn't help but sigh:

"This is Tianzun warning future generations."

Respectfully bowed, and Amitabha Buddha took out the purple gold divine iron.

Shentie was born in Mount Meru, born with the Buddha's will, and should have been the supreme immortal material of Buddhism.

It's a pity that its subsequent robbery has consumed almost all its divinity, and now it is almost equivalent to waste, but Amitabha Buddha does not think so.

For a long time after that, Amitabha Buddha carried this piece of purple gold divine iron with him and entered the world to practice with him.

For nearly a thousand years, Amitabha Buddha still practiced the path of his own body, and his footprints were all over many ancient star fields, purifying all souls and transcending sentient beings.

And that piece of purple gold divine iron, after the repeated sacrifices of Amitabha Buddha, was contaminated with its purest and purest compassionate merit and mental power, and finally manifested the Buddha's light again, even far more than before.

……

"Boom!"

On this day, in a barren star field, accompanied by a huge roar that resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths, a vast and boundless sea of calamity descended, as if it was about to drown this world.

The thunder is blazing, and in the brilliant fairy light, a huge Buddha manifests, with an eternal blue sky above his head, and his face is merciful and illusory.

In the three thousand worlds, wherever Amitabha Buddha has walked, wherever there are Buddhas, there are Buddha light steaming, hundreds of millions of rays of Ruixia gathering, and the power of red dust faith is surging, vast as the ocean.

At the same time, regardless of their race and cultivation, hundreds of millions of Buddhas all gave birth to inductions, and their eyes seemed to have broken through the void and the universe, and they saw the only true Buddha, and immediately recited the Buddha's name in unison:

"Amitabha!"

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