The legendary Pure Land of Buddhism, the top of the spiritual mountain, is the endless light and rain scattered, and the crystal petals fall.

A verdant and dripping tree, with branches like a dragon-like Bodhi ancient tree, growing, sprinkling clear and clear light.

And below the ancient Bodhi tree, there is an old monk with white hair sitting cross-legged, with a compassionate face and a solemn appearance.

Accompanied by Sanskrit chanting endlessly, the avenue of true Buddha nature fluctuates mightily.

Ye Fan and An Miaoyi stood here, and what caught their eyes was such a strange and extraordinary picture.

However, Ye Fan's heart was clear, like a mirror.

He knew that the Bodhi Tree was nothing but a dreamy void, not a real thing, but just a reappearance of the immortal imprint of the past.

Because, the real Bodhi Divine Tree has long been nirvana, and its Bodhi seed is heating up in Ye Fan's arms at the moment, resonating with the spiritual mountain under his feet.

Suppressing the complicated thoughts in his mind for the time being, Ye Fan raised his head again, looked around, and took in the scenery of the top of Lingshan Mountain.

Judging by the speculation of everyone before, as well as the words from the mouth of the disciple of Shakyamuni, the teacher of An Miaoyi.

Due to the withering of the Great Dao of the Ancient Star of the Flood and the departure of the Buddhas led by Sakyamuni, the Lingshan should have long been extinguished, and it is by no means as brilliant and prosperous as it is in front of him.

There is no doubt that it must have been the arrival of the Holy Monk of the Western Desert that made Lingshan regain its vigor.

Thinking like this, Ye Fan's gaze couldn't help but fall behind the Western Desert Holy Monk, and looked straight at the phantom that most likely belonged to Shakyamuni, as well as another even more ancient and majestic Buddha.

At the same time, in the dark, Ye Fan's heart gave birth to an inexplicable feeling, and he intuitively felt that the changes in this place were not over yet.

It is even possible that the real big event has just begun......

Just when Ye Fan's mind was full of thoughts fluctuating, in the Sendai of his eyebrows, the evil ghost who had been silent since Ye Fan stepped on the Lingshan Road finally spoke again, and it was difficult to hide his excitement and shock:

"Amitabha, it's really amazing. I'm afraid that something big will really happen today that will shake the human world. ”

As the god of the previous generation of Saint Emperors, the evil ghost only thought, and his vision was naturally far wider than Ye Fan's.

Since his people were rescued from the Great Lei Yin Temple, the evil ghosts have already recovered some supreme supernatural powers, and their divine thoughts are quiet.

Now, since even the demons say that, he must have sensed something.

It's a pity that Ye Fan is only in the realm of the second heaven of Sendai now, and the gap between him and the Supreme is far wider than the chasm and the heavenly moat.

In the face of the abnormal changes in the spiritual mountain suspected of involving Amitabha Buddha, his people can only wait and see the changes.

However, at this moment, there are other powerful people on the earth.

As such a thought appeared in Ye Fan's mind, it shook violently in the void.

"Boom!"

I saw that from the location of West Kunlun, a fairy light and divine rainbow rushed into the sky, and the breath of the supreme avenue spread mightily, causing all the beings in the desolation to feel in an instant, and they were all shocked and trembling.

And immediately after, the fairy light divine rainbow went straight into the underworld void, on the illusory and ethereal road.

For the powerhouses of the Supreme Level, the distance between Kunlun and Lingshan is by no means an exaggeration to say that it is between the feet.

Almost at the same moment when Xianguang was born, he had already descended to the top of Lingshan and came to Ye Fan and An Miaoyi.

As the chaotic mist and divine glow that surrounded the person dissipated, the true body of the person in it finally appeared.

The two of them, who are like immortals, are juxtaposed, both have outstanding demeanor and transcendent bearing, and they are the Queen Mother of the West and Dacheng Holy Body.

Of course, the innate Dao Fetus Zixia also stood aside respectfully.

The moment he saw the Queen Mother of the West and the impermanence figure, Ye Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been hanging slowly let go.

No matter what changes will happen in Lingshan in the future, with such two beings sitting here, I don't think there will be any major problems.

Thinking like this, Ye Fan and An Miaoyi immediately took the initiative to step forward and saluted:

"I've seen two supremes."

Hearing the words of the two, the Queen Mother of the West and Impermanence only signaled with divine thoughts.

Immediately, the attention of the two fell to Ye Fan's eyebrows, where Sendai was, obviously asking the evil ghost.

And the latter didn't say much, but said in a solemn tone:

"You'll see."

Hearing this, the eyes of the Queen Mother of the West and Impermanence looked straight at the ancient Buddha sitting in the void.

In the impermanence of the Dacheng Holy Body's eyes, there was a glittering light, accompanied by countless mystical avenue runes flickering, as if they wanted to penetrate all the secrets.

"Hum—"

The old monk sitting in the void only shook slightly, and the entire spiritual mountain shook violently, and the Buddha's light was released, as if it had penetrated the ancient and modern future.

"Boom!"

I saw that behind the holy monk of the Western Desert, the figure of Shakyamuni who was suspected to be Shakyamuni was becoming more and more condensed, and it was really the same as the golden statue of the god enshrined in many temples on the earth.

Far away on the other side of the starry sky, on an ancient star in the depths of the universe, a middle-aged monk who looked no more than thirty years old slowly opened his eyes.

Among them, it seems that there are changes through the ages, and a grand and majestic ancient Buddha sits cross-legged, clear and immaculate, and is not stained with dust.

"Ahh

The man raised his eyes, understood everything in an instant, and let out a long sigh.

When the words fell, the middle-aged monk did not hesitate at all, and immediately stood up, took one step at a time, and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the Ancient Star of the Flood Desolation, the top of the Spirit Mountain, the middle-aged monk crossed the endless distance and descended here.

The mysterious monk has an outstanding demeanor, surrounded by the Buddha's light, and there is a faint Sanskrit chant endlessly.

The expression on his face was quite turbulent, his face was neither sad nor joyful, and his treasure was solemn.

"Shakyamuni!"

Seeing the reappearance of the great enemy who suppressed himself in the past, the evil ghost in Ye Fan's mind could no longer maintain calm, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"Meet the Master."

On the other side, An Miaoyi bowed respectfully.

Hearing this, Shakyamuni also slowly raised his head and looked around.

His gaze swept over everyone's body, only at Ye Fan's eyebrows, Sendai, and the body of the Queen Mother of the West, stayed for a moment longer, and nodded vigorously.

Immediately after, Shakyamuni looked straight at the Western Desert holy monk sitting in the void.

The latter's state at the moment was by no means good, and the light of the Crystal Radiant Dao appeared all over his body, and he could be extinguished at any time.

Between the two, there seems to be some kind of special induction, and at a glance, you can see everything.

I saw that the old monk of the Western Desert was smiling and reciting the Buddha's name:

"I see, today I know that I am me."

Hearing this, Shakyamuni naturally understood the other party's thoughts, and immediately didn't say anything more, only clasped his hands together, and the two recited in unison:

"Amitabha—"

As the words of the two fell, it seemed to touch the power of the supreme avenue in the underworld, making the entire human world, but where the belief in Buddhism was condensed, but where Amitabha Buddha had walked in the past, it was the light of the Buddha, and the boundless color was steaming.

In addition to the earth, the Western Desert of Beidou and the Amitabha Ancient Star in the depths of the universe are the most miraculous.

On Mount Meru, the bell of the Great Thunder Yin Temple rang, and the purple gold demon pestle revived independently, including the fight to defeat the Buddha, all the Arhats, Bodhisattvas, ancient Buddhas, etc., all sat down on their knees and recited the Buddha's name in unison:

"Amitabha!"

At the same time, on the ancient star of Amitabha, in front of a long-dilapidated temple, a simple and vicissitudes of stone Buddha shone brightly, and the golden-winged roc on its shoulder opened its eyes.

Buddhism beliefs are everywhere, whether it is the red dust and the mundane, or the universe is deserted, there are Sanskrit Zen chanting, and hundreds of millions of Buddhists recite "Amitabha Buddha" devoutly.

Shenxia Ruicai was steaming, and countless power of faith were surging, and they all converged in an instant, respectively devoting themselves to Beidou, Amitabha, and the ancient stars of the Flood Desolation.

The changes in Buddhism caused the entire human universe to tremble, and ten thousand ways roared, and the nine heavens and ten earths bloomed with immortal brilliance.

With such a big movement, it is natural that the existence in the forbidden area of life has already awakened.

I saw that the figures standing up to the sky and the earth appeared, a pair of eyes as bright as the sun opened, and the Supreme Avenue collided with each other, making all the people in the world mourn.

"Amitabha, are you really going against the sky?"