After listening to Monk Xuanzang's words, Ye Feng remained silent on the surface, but in fact, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, the seed he planted many years ago finally took root and sprouted.

"Mage!"

"Huh?"

Ye Feng suddenly changed his title, which made Xuanzang's face change suddenly.

I don't know what kind of virtue I have, how can I actually let the Holy Monarch of the world call me a mage?

A pot of wine also arrived in front of Monk Xuanzang.

"The Holy Monarch is a poor monk, and a monk is a monk who is taboo from drinking!"

The monk's eyes were a little evasive, as if he was unwilling to do it for Ye Feng's night, but the Three Realms of Buddhism, this is the education he has received since he was a child, so he does not dare to give up these rules easily.

Ye Feng looked at him with just a gentle smile, which made people feel like a spring breeze.

"I'm not going to embarrass you!"

Ye Feng poked his fingers out, opened the mouth of the wine gourd, and a mellow aroma filled the entire Holy Monarch Hall, and the wine in the gourd swayed out like a long dragon, turning into a trace of raindrops.

"Drink!"

With Ye Feng's clutch, these raindrops turned into a path of light, enveloping Monk Xuanzang and making him feel the huge transformation he produced.

"This is?!"

Monk Xuanzang's face changed greatly, and he felt as if he was bathed in the avenue.

It is rumored that the Holy Monarch has passed on the Dharma, which can make people deduce it to the fullest, and they can comprehend many wonderful methods in the imagery, but now that I have not quoted this avenue for a long time, how can it produce such a wonderful scene?

"Don't overthink it, sink your mind right away!"

Ye Feng's voice came slowly like a Hong Zhong, and Da Lu made Monk Xuanzang not dare to think about it, and hurriedly calmed down.

In the image, he saw a monk dressed in a white robe, and the monk's body exuded the light of a wise Buddha.

And the monk's face is also flickering, sometimes it makes people feel that this is an old man, and sometimes it looks like a handsome young man.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that his eyes seemed to have insight into all the truths in the world, pointing directly to the origin of the Great Dao.

Monk Xuanzang admired him!

Once upon a time, I once took this state as my lifelong pursuit to become a true Buddha who could be recognized by the world.

"Don't just look at the surface!"

Ye Feng's guiding voice came again, making Monk Xuanzang restrain his mind, and he felt that the white-clothed monk in front of him clearly had a strong Daluo aura.

"The name of the person in front of you is Golden Cicada!"

Ye Feng's words echoed in Monk Xuanzang's ears, making him seem to be reminded of the past.

The golden cicada is a Buddhist door, and the second disciple sits down.

Because of the green courage of the Dharma, he was expelled from the Buddha's door and rebuilt the path of learning the scriptures!

Well?!

Monk Xuanzang was in the light of the Buddha and remembered everything, and his eyes were full of shock at this time.

Isn't it saying that his previous life was this golden cicada?

Under the light of the Buddha, the little sand mud in Lingshan looked at him respectfully, which made his face gradually change greatly.

The golden cicada also turned his head and looked at Monk Xuanzang, this eye pierced through the intersection of reincarnation between the two of them in the eternal time and space!

"This is your past and present life!"

Ye Feng now drew his true appearance, and with a wave of his hand, he leveled out the floating light just now, and countless reflections flowed, and the ground swelled with golden lotus.

Monk Xuanzang came back to his senses, Xiang Ye Feng's face was full of shock, and for a moment he seemed to feel that everything he did was wrong, and he was almost about to be turned away.

"Holy Monarch!"

"What the hell am I?"

Ye Feng and Monk Xuanzang were still in the Xiaoleiyin Temple at this time.

Of course, this was just the long river that Ye Feng had condensed through the years with the wings of time and space and the imprint of the heavens.

In this space, Ye Feng is the master of law and time, but he will also alarm the people of this time and space.

"Where is the demon, dare to go to Lingshan to spread wild!"

With a broken drink, it contained infinite Buddha meaning, and the cherry blossoms were insignificant, and I saw a big golden hand pressing towards Ye Feng and Xuanzang.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, it seemed that he had really alarmed the power of this time and space.

The gathering of thousands of golden rays of light used by Rulai is the famous Buddha country in the palm of the hand.

"Xuanzang, retreat quickly!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, and under a light and shadow, Xuanzang rushed out of the encirclement of the Buddha's light.

"I want to go!"

If he would not let the two of them get their wish at will, the floating light continued to entangle upward, trying to suppress Ye Feng and Xuanzang.

In the country of Buddhism, thousands of sand and mud mouths send Buddhist scriptures, which is clearly to make Xuanzang and Ye Feng here.

"Donor, you have a relationship with me in the West!!"

This kind of burning cherry blossoms is endless, which makes Ye Feng frown and avoid it.

"Damn Western bald asses!"

A heaven and earth Xuanhuang qi wrapped Ye Feng, a purple light bloomed and reincarnated, the purple lotus was born, cause and effect did not touch, and all evils retreated.

The magic is one foot high, and the road is one foot high!

A purple gas and a Xuanhuang are intertwined with each other, forming a huge dragon, and the Buddha country in the palm of the hand, at this time, the wind is loud.

Those thousands of believers, who had been reciting Buddhist scriptures and full of piety, could no longer care about staying where they were, so they got up one after another and ran away.

The purple qi of reincarnation and the yellow qi intersect with each other and then dissipate into formlessness.

Also disappearing at the same time were Ye Feng and Monk Xuanzang, as if they had never appeared here.

Above the nine-grade golden lotus, Rulai and this life revealed an unbelievable expression.

"Impossible!"

"This aura is too mysterious, where is the root corner of that person? The Divine Throne can't even be deduced at all! ”

……

Journey to the West.

The sound of the burning of the spiritual mountain is faint.

If you come to the high seat of the golden lotus platform, the mouth spits out the golden lotus, the tongue is full of lotus, the imagery is varied, another kind of Arhat Bodhisattva, listening to it is fascinated, addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.

No one noticed that in the kind smile of the supreme Buddha realm today, a hint suddenly appeared.

"Buddha!"

"Supreme?!"

The Buddhas of Bojak, the world-honored Jizo Guanyin Bodhisattva, all cast a look of doubt at this time.

Rulai continued to preach without explanation.

But at this time, his mind was already uncertain, and he kept deducing, what happened in the past?

He wanted to get a glimpse of the truth from the long years, but it was extremely difficult.

The young man and the monk who appeared in the sky were very divine and tricky, and the purple color could isolate all heavenly opportunities.

The Tao is the body of Xuanhuang, and it is somewhat clear that it seems to be the exquisite pagoda of the Taiqing saint.

"Could it be that the young man is actually a quasi-saint power!"

"And the ancient kind?"

In the eyes that can penetrate the eternals, there is a little confusion.

Whether it was the three thousand worlds or the five major states of the Flood Desolation, there should not be any place outside of his control.

But the traces of time left by the young man and the monk cannot be faked.

Vaguely, Rulai even felt a touch of chaotic mystery from Ye Feng's body!

Could it be that Tongtian came to settle accounts with him?