Ye Wuwu saw Ngawang Luo leaving, his expression was stunned for a moment, and then he turned his head to look at Cangyangcuo and shouted.

"Why let him go?"

Ghosts, brother, you have become a Buddha at this moment, but brother, I am still only a second-grade realm.

Let the other party leave at this moment, what if the other party wakes up and comes back to find himself?

Even if Xishu and the Western Regions are far apart, but if they are really targeted by a powerhouse in the Dengfeng realm, Ye Wuwu is afraid that he will not be able to sleep soundly.

In the face of Ye Wuwu's words, Cang Yangcuo just smiled and did not answer Ye Wuwu's words, then looked into the distance and said in a calm tone.

"The sect master of the Buddhist sect is obsessed, and he is no longer suitable to be in charge of the Buddhist sect, and he went to the Western Regions to look at the forbidden mountain and close his life."

As Cang Yangcuo's words fell, a golden light flashed between heaven and earth.

The true Buddha is in the world, and he spits out the mantra of heaven and earth.

Cang Yangcuo bowed slightly towards Ye Wuwu at this moment, and said with a warm smile.

"Master Ye Shi must never see each other again in this life."

The monks who were kneeling around were bold enough to ask at this moment.

"Dare to ask the Living Buddha, who can take over the Buddha sect?"

Cang Yangcuo's eyes wandered at this moment, sweeping over the many monks around him, but in the end, he stayed on someone.

Cang Yangcuo lightly pointed at it, and the golden light around him suddenly gathered around this person.

Lotus Chi had a complicated look on his face at this moment, and stood up gently, letting those golden rays of light merge into his body.

With the convergence of golden light, Lotus Chi faintly felt that the bottleneck of the realm that had bound him for many years had finally broken through at this moment.

"The Lord of Buddhism, Elder Lotus Pond can be replaced."

All the monks present should obey.

Cang Yangcuo's figure floated out of thin air at this moment, and the golden-bodied Buddha statue behind him finally changed his posture at this moment, changing from King Kong's angry eyes to the color of compassion.

Cang Yangcuo's eyes looked into the distance, and under the golden pupils, it seemed that he could see through thousands of miles.

Then, he sat down cross-legged in the air, just suspended quietly in mid-air, folded his hands, and gently recited the Buddhist scriptures to the tens of thousands of devout disciples on the periphery of the Buddha Palace and to the countless grassland children in the Western Regions.

This is the Buddha's words.

The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, long-term resentment, and can't ask for it.

The Buddha said: Life is created by oneself, the phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is the phase, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change.

Cang Yangcuo's voice was smooth and he spoke slowly.

His voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and tens of thousands of believers were fascinated, and even Ye Wuwu, who didn't know the Buddhist scriptures, gradually sank into his heart at this moment.

This is an empowerment.

This story lasted for a whole day and a night, from sunrise to sunset, and from sunset to the starry sky.

But the listener did not feel that his body was tired, but felt that his body was becoming more and more light, and in the dark, it was as if he had realized something, and many things that were originally obsessed with him had answers at this moment.

With a new round of sunrise, Cangyangcuo stopped talking, and everyone woke up from their immersion, and many believers and monks shouted reverently at this moment.

"Thank you Living Buddha for crossing me."

Ye Wuwu also came to his senses at this moment, and to be honest, he didn't understand this story.

But he clearly felt that the cultivation in his body had improved a lot.

The internal force, which was already empty, was full at the moment, and there was a trace of true qi swimming dragon running smoothly in the veins.

Moreover, the realm of the heart sword has been improved.

In the system interface, the heart sword, which was originally only 55% progress, has reached 80% at the moment.

Ye Wuwu suddenly wanted to let Cang Yangcuo talk for a few more days and nights at this moment.

Lotus Chi is also awake from immersion at this moment, and the day's narration has made his cultivation step into the Dengfeng realm with one foot, and then he only needs to take time to stabilize, which is the real Dengfeng.

This old man, who was originally over half a hundred years old and used to be the true Buddha master in front of him, bowed lightly to Cangyangcuo at this moment and sighed.

"Thank you Cangyang Living Buddha for purifying all sentient beings."

Cang Yangcuo looked at the lotus pond at this moment and smiled calmly.

"It's not the Buddha who crosses sentient beings, it's the sentient beings who cross the Buddha."

After speaking, regardless of the surprised looks of the surrounding crowd, Cang Yangcuo turned his head to look at Ye Wuwu and bowed lightly, and said.

"Master Ye, thank you."

What the true Buddha complains about is the mantra of heaven and earth.

Erasing the invisible qi that no one could feel except Cangyangcuo, it turned into silk threads and merged into Ye Wuwu's body at this moment.

This is the qi of merit and the luck of heaven and earth.

Ye Wuwu's expression was not restrained, he pondered for a while, and asked with a smile.

"What are you going to do after that?"

"Go somewhere."

"Where to go? Do you want to be together? ”

Cang Yangcuo just shook his head and chuckled.

Ye Wuwu's heart suddenly understood, and he handed a look of "I understand you" to the true Buddha in front of him.

Cang Yangcuo looked in all directions again, and looked at the Brada Palace on the towering snow-capped mountain, where he had lived for many years.

There was a rare hint of complicated emotions between the golden eyes.

But then, this true Buddha turned into a streamer of light and flew away in the sky, leaving only everyone who was still stunned in place.

Ye Wuwu stretched out his hands, stretched his waist with all his strength, and then gave a look to the lotus pond that was already the sect master of Buddhism.

Lianchi smiled in return.

Ye Wuwu smiled and turned to leave.

Now that Cangyang has become a Buddha, the movements he Ye Wuwu made made him very clear that he should not stay here.

Glancing at the Heavenly Road above the snow-capped mountain, which was already a ravine, Ye Wuwu's eyes twitched, and he quickened the pace of leaving.

A ranger with a negative sword disappeared into the crowd.

……

On the grassland, there is a small tribe.

The tribe has not produced any meritorious people, and it should not be famous, but the nearby grasslands know that there is such a tribe.

Just because there was a woman in this tribe, who was born extremely beautiful, even the tribes from all over the world knew about it.

It's not that no one has ever used his crooked brains to take this woman into the account, but every time he makes a move, he will be stopped by a mysterious person.

came and went, and this woman finally passed the youngest and attractive stage, and no one thought about it anymore.

But they are just strange that such a beautiful woman has not been married for a long time.

Who is that woman like a flower and jade?

The people of the tribe often have questions, but the woman named Maggie Ami always smiled and shook her head, and there was always a mysterious person behind the other party, so the people of the tribe did not ask too much.

They just knew that Maggie Ami liked to go to the Moon Lake, which was not far from the tribe, and sat on the bluestone by the lake, often sitting for a day.

The same is true today.

Maggie Ami is sitting on the shore of the lake at the moment, her long hair like a waterfall is spread out at will, and her feet are stepping on the lake water, swaying gently.

The lake was surrounded by a lush woods, and everything seemed quiet at the moment, so quiet that the faint footsteps could be heard clearly.

Maggie Ami looked angry, stood up in the water, crossed her waist and turned around and scolded with a smile.

"Little Zada, I said that my sister is not free to play with you today, go find other children."

Before the words fell, the eyes of the woman with an angry expression trembled slightly, and then she hurriedly turned around, not looking at the face that was already blurred, but at the moment it was extremely familiar.

Behind him, at this moment, stood a white-clothed monk.

There was no endless Buddha light, no Sanskrit sounds, no dazzling golden pupils, Cang Yangcuo just restrained all the sounds, and walked from outside the dense forest until he saw the woman's back, and he could stand still.

This can be called the youngest living Buddha in the history of Buddhism, and a rare trace of hesitation and hesitation flashed in his eyes at this moment.

But in the end, he still made up his mind and spoke softly.

"I'm coming."

Maggie Ami didn't look back, but looked at him with her back and said lightly.

"What are you doing here?"

Cang Yangcuo was a little dumbfounded at the moment.

The white-clothed monk who had read thousands of Buddhist scriptures didn't know what to say for a while, but just as he was thinking, he saw that the woman's back trembled slightly at the moment, as if she was sobbing.

He hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"I'm looking for you."

"What are you looking for me?"

"Make a poem for you."

On the quiet lakeside, there was a woman's deliberately suppressed laughter at this moment, Cang Yangcuo looked forward, only to see that the other party finally turned his head and looked back at this moment, revealing a familiar face.

The woman smiled like a flower, but tears hung quietly.

Cang Yangcuo took a few steps forward and just stretched out his hand, but he didn't know what to think of, and retracted his hand again.

Seeing this white-clothed monk's cowardly behavior at this moment, Maggie Ami's eyes were slightly stunned, and then he smiled a little angrily.

"Why did you change into a white dress?"

Cang Yangcuo touched his bald head and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"The monk's robe was a little torn before, and a benefactor surnamed Ye told me that it looked better in white clothes."

Maggie Ami couldn't hold back anymore at this moment, first covered her mouth and sneered, and then couldn't help but squat down and laugh.

She smiled happily, and there was a hint of joy and joy in her laughter, as if she wanted to make up for all the laughter of the past few years.

Cang Yangcuo finally mustered up a little courage at this moment, walked forward a few steps slightly, and gently brushed the other party's three thousand green silks scattered like a waterfall with his right hand.

Green silk wraps around the fingers.

Maggie Ami raised her head at this moment, looked at the face that was a little red at the moment, and didn't dare to look at it, and muttered quietly.

"It hasn't changed at all, how can you become a Buddha and still be so timid."

Cang Yangcuo retorted with a red face.

"It's changed, I only dared to look back five hundred times in my previous life, but in this life I dare to hold your hand."

The smile that Maggie Ami had just suppressed came back at this moment, and she suddenly poured into the other party's arms, and couldn't stop chuckling.

Cangyangcuo remained motionless.

It took a long time to hear the woman's subtle voice.

"You've become a Buddha."

"Hmm."

Cang Yangcuo responded calmly, and gently stroked the other party's green silk with his right hand, but on the other party's invisible face at the moment, there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

But what Cang Yangcuo didn't know was that in his arms, Maggie Ami, who was still smiling lightly, showed a trace of sadness in his eyes at this moment.

The true Buddha has reached the realm of heaven and man, beyond the earth immortals, and cannot stay in the world for a long time.

The two hugged each other gently, as if the other party was about to be absent in the next second.

For a long time, the woman in her arms whispered at this moment.

"Make a poem."

"Okay."

Cang Yangcuo nodded slightly, and then slowly closed his eyes.

When I opened it again, it was already a golden pupil.

Between heaven and earth, the Buddha's light, which had been silent, lit up again at this moment, illuminating the entire Western Regions Heavenly Dome

The vast Sanskrit sound came from the sky and resounded throughout the Western Regions.

The entire Moon Lake is like a holy place at this moment.

Cang Yangcuo looked at the familiar figure in front of him, which was close at hand, but far away from the end of the world, and slowly spoke.

This time I composed a poem for the Buddha's mantra.

"That day,

Close your eyes in the classic incense mist,

Mu Ran heard the mantra in your chant;

That month,

I shake all the prayer cylinders,

Not for excess, just to touch your fingertips;

That year,

I prostrate my head on the mountain road,

Not for the audience, just for your warmth;

In that life,

I turn the mountains and rivers and turn the pagoda,

Not for the sake of cultivating the next life, but just to meet you on the way. ”

Cang Yangcuo slowly finished reading the last sentence, and then looked up at the sky.

At this moment, the sky dome is like a majestic picture, and layers of clouds gather together to cover the heavens and the earth.

But in the center, there is a huge blank, and there is a Buddha light pouring down from above, enveloping Cangyangcuo's body.

Cangyangcuo looked at Maggie Ami at this moment, seeing the other party's expression, he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all.

Under the shroud of Buddha's light, Cang Yangcuo's figure slowly rose, he lowered his head, and took one last look at the other party.

My heart trembled.

He stretched out his fingers and gently wrote two words in the air.

The two words, which are the words of the true Buddha, turned into a streamer at this moment and fell into the palm of Maggie Ami's hand.

In the passage of Buddha's light in the sky, Cang Yangcuo closed his eyes at this moment, clasped his hands together, and muttered in a low voice.

"I'm afraid that I'm too sentimental and will hurt my practice, and I'm afraid that I'll fall into the city by mistake when I enter the mountain."

"The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise."

In the end, as Cangyangcuo's voice became farther and farther away, the Buddha light in the sky slowly closed at this moment, and the white-clothed monk finally disappeared into this world.

On the ground, the beautiful woman who had been pretending to be free and easy, and even watched the other party leave with a smile at the end, was already hazy with tears at this moment.

She held back her tears and gently spread out her palm, on which two golden words jumped.

Maggie Ami burst into tears.

The golden words turned into a streamer of light and melted into Maggie Ami's body.

"Afterlife."

There is a double law in the world, and it lives up to it.

In this life, I live up to it.

In the next life, I will live up to you.