I thought that Nangong Yanyue would be displeased because of this, but she looked stunned, and raised her head slightly and said: "This matter is recognized by us, how can it be faked?"

Sima Yuan's eyes were full of shock, "Then why hasn't he ascended yet?"

This Nangong Yan Yue said: "That person seems to have also explained his statement, it seems to be 'I am the Buddha', 'all beings are there, that is, I am', 'I am, that is, everywhere' and so on." ”

She groaned slightly and whispered, "But from our observations, this young and handsome man of Buddhism seems to have the intention of creating an original avenue!"

Sima Yuan still remembered that when Nangong Yanyue heard how to speak, it was quite complicated and indescribable.

The idea of the Supo Realm was to reopen a great avenue beyond the Three Thousand Great Avenues, and even Sima Yuan still felt the rampant and bold of the white-clothed monk under his calm smile.

Of course, whether you say that he disdains to be 'under the fence', or that the ambition and breadth of his mind cannot hide the supreme glory of this rookie of Buddhism.

I remember that what made Sima Yuan sour at that time was that Nangong Yan Yue said quietly: "Strictly speaking, that Supo Realm Lord is the real person who is the Daoist, and I am just a flower and bone on the road of cultivation that will wither at any time." ”

Sima Yuan felt a pain in his heart, and some of the sour taste disappeared.

Because, he thinks so too.

Although Sima Yuan had the ambition to control the world and see all the mountains at a glance since the beginning of his cultivation, because he came out of the 'mud pill land' of the Yaochi Secret Realm, his vision pattern was still more or less affected after all.

It is far inferior to these proud sons of heaven who have grown up under the influence of the power of the Spirit God Domain since childhood.

But he didn't know why, but he didn't panic at all in his heart, and he didn't even envy the supreme realm of the Supo Realm Lord's suspected immortal realm.

Because when he heard this, the existence in the sea seemed to faintly reveal a disdain.

As if to say, is it just a small fairy realm, is it worth making such a fuss?

Sima Yuan was suddenly surprised, and hurriedly said: "Big guy, I don't know where you are sacred?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, he fell silent directly, and he didn't shake him.

Sima Yuan was slightly embarrassed for a while, and then he was relieved.

Over the years, he has not known the roots of Xiao Danzhu, although Xiao Danzhu knows his roots, but he does not know the roots of Xiao Danzhu.

However, he also knew Danzhu's temperament, and knew that this person did not know his own roots, and the reason why he was reluctant to say it may be because of other reasons.

Of course, Sima Yuan obviously felt Xiao Danzhu's disdain, and his heart suddenly moved, could it be that this little guy's grade was even higher than that of the Immortal Realm?

Sima Yuan's heart was agitated, higher than the immortal realm?

But at the same time, he also realized another problem, since it was higher than the immortal realm, why hadn't it shown its shocking effect all these years?

For example, let Sima Yuan ascend to immortality in one step, or let him directly have immortality?

Sima Yuan passed on his own thoughts and asked, "Tell me honestly, are you an elixir?" Can you make me immortal?

After asking for a long time, naturally no one responded.

However, these Sima Yuan have long been commonplace, and there is no surprise.

To get back to the point, after Sima Yuan heard the admonition of His Majesty the Demon Emperor and the evil god, the two of them had different thoughts.

Sima Yuan didn't feel the slightest danger, but Nangong Yanyue transmitted messages to Sima Yuan one after another, constantly reminding him to be careful.

And at this moment, looking at the old monk's kind eyebrows and kind eyes, it seems that he will not harm others, but Nangong Yanyue does not dare to relax at all.

After all, the two had fought before, and if this old monk wanted to deal with her in this glass world, he would naturally not be surprised.

But if it really came at her, Nangong Yanyue naturally wouldn't have any worries, but she was afraid that she would target Sima Yuan.

Therefore, he repeatedly instructed Sima Yuan to be careful and remember not to fall into his trap.

At this time, the two had been taken into a courtyard by the old monk.

The courtyard is a little deeper, and no one knows that Rou Niang is closed.

This proverb that has spread throughout the glass world, only those predecessors who have been cultivating for thousands of years know the true meaning of this sentence.

The one in the courtyard is from Fuli Immortal Mountain, and he also has the blood of the demon clan, but no one dares to subdue him.

However, when it entered Liuli, it was not that no one intended to subdue it, but because of its lack of strength, it still failed to succeed after all.

Therefore, over the years, as this strength has become higher and higher, after he has completely stepped into the Dao Void Realm, this place has become a rare no-man's land in the entire glass world.

Three hundred years ago, the Buddha personally decreed that this place was listed as a forbidden place, and no one was allowed to summon it and not trespass.

In this way, although the Lord of the Courtyard became popular again this time, in the end, he completely gave up on those beings who still coveted this place.

After all, the Buddha's decree cannot be disobeyed!

At this moment in the courtyard, thousands of years later, a special person broke into this place.

Looking at the courtyard in front of him, Sima Yuan's expression was in a trance, almost confused.

And the glazed realm lord dressed as an old monk bowed lightly to Nangong Yanyue and left.

Nangong Yanyue glanced at Sima Yuan worriedly, and stopped talking a little, but sighed in her heart, understanding that he didn't need comfort at this moment.

The courtyard was no more than a few feet high, and although it blocked Sima Yuan's vision, it could not stop his divine sense detection.

At this moment, in his divine sense, there was an extremely familiar aura quietly staying in the courtyard.

Sima Yuan's lips pursed and he knocked on the door tremblingly.

For some reason, the man didn't seem to sense anyone approaching.

Or rather, it seems that this person has never been here, and there are still people here.

"Who?"

The voice is gentle, but it is cold, and the alienation in the coldness seems to have a hint of arrogance.

And after this voice came out, Sima Yuan's heart throbbed.

He understood that it was a throbbing of blood.

It was also the trembling voice of the long-lost prayer in his heart that was about to come true.

His lips were dry, and after squirming lightly a few times, he said softly: "Fuli Immortal Mountain Shenxiao Cave Tian Sima Yuan visited."

At this moment, there was silence inside and outside the courtyard.

Deathly silence.

However, the silence before the storm is only a precursor to the violence.

There was a sound of a galloping wind breaking through the air.

With a squeak, Sima Yuan's eyes lit up, and when he raised his eyes, he was stunned.

The person who appeared in front of him was nothing more than an ordinary woman with a bun.

It looks like a forty-year, calm look in his eyes, and seems to have a few crow's feet.

But from its gentle face, which still exists in its charm, you can vaguely see the appearance of the year.

Clearly, the woman did not use the Tao for maintenance.

In other words, this middle-aged woman who vows to be with the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for a lifetime is not willing to renew her good relationship in the future.

At this moment, as soon as this woman appeared, her eyes fell on Sima Yuan's handsome face.

She couldn't help but look stupid, and whispered, "Is it Yuan'er?"

Sima Yuan stiffened, listening to this call, there seemed to be a soft voice echoing in his mind.

These voices never appeared.

He never heard of it either.

Or rather, for as long as he can remember, he has never heard these gentle voices.

However, just because you haven't heard it doesn't mean you didn't remember it beforehand.

It dawned on him that these were the calls of infancy.

I don't know when, Sima Yuan has already burst into tears.

He muttered, "Mother".

When the woman on the other side heard this, her body trembled as well.

His eyes looked at Sima Yuan in a daze, and he seemed to be in a trance.

Sima Yuan's expression was cramped and uneasy, and he was at a loss.

But at this time, Nangong Yanyue whispered to him: "Go ahead."

Woman, not anyone else.

It is Sima Yuan's mother, Huangfu Jing!

I don't know how long it has been, Sima Yuan's eyes are complicated, I don't know if the wind and sand have fascinated his eyes, or the corners of his eyes are stained with water, and they are a little wet.

He looked at the woman, moving slowly and gently forward.

One step, one step, one step at a time.

There were only a few feet between the two, and it was a light moment.

Finally went beyond the promise.

Sima Yuan only felt that his throat was blocked by something, and it was difficult to swallow, so he felt that his throat was dry and hoarse.

He stopped talking, his lips opening and opening, but he could not utter the word.

It's been six hundred years.

Exactly six hundred years.

For as long as he can remember, he has never understood the concept of 'mother' in his mind.

Before this, for a full six hundred years, he Sima Yuan sat in the secret realm of Yaochi, Shenyun-Dongtian, held the power of life and death of billions of sentient beings in the mortal world, overlooked countless heavenly heroes, and even competed with many older generation of monks.

But however, in the past 600 years, there is only one thing that Sima Yuan has always regretted.

That is, since he was born, he Sima Yuan has never felt the love of his parents.

No one believed it.

But it is.

Looking at the forty-year-old woman in front of him, his eyes were complicated, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally said softly: "Mother."

Huangfu Jing's face trembled, and he screamed with apprehension.

She wiped her hands, as if trying to wipe away the dirt from her hands.

She held Sima Yuan Junyi's cheeks, her eyes were full of trance and doting, and said with a smile: "Still so handsome."

Looking at the strange relatives who were close in front of him, Sima Yuan finally remembered Nangong Yanyue.

He subconsciously turned his head and asked, "Yan Yue, come and see my mother." ”

Huang Fujing had noticed this peerless beauty for a long time, and only felt a little familiar, but he didn't remember who it was for a while.

Nangong Yan Yue stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Huangfu: "Yan Yue has seen her mother."

Sima Yuan said softly: "Mother, this is Yan Yue, the one from the Taixu Palace." ”

Huangfu Jing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled all over his face, "Taixu Fairy, Honorary Nine Domains, this is still known for my mother." ”

She hurriedly went over and grabbed Nangong Yanyue's hand, looked at it on the left, and looked at it again, the more she looked at it, the more satisfied she became.

To be precise, Nangong Yanyue is older than Huangfu Jing, but because of Sima Yuan, this peerless beauty who is thousands of years old in the Great Emperor Fujing wants to call her 'Niang', which can be said to make ripples in the heart of this person who vows to accompany the ancient Buddha of the green lantern.

Nangong Yanyue was ashamed, strange to say, seeing this mother-in-law who was thousands of years younger than her own, her saintly demeanor had not only been lost a long time ago, but even a little nervous and apprehensive in her heart.

However, after seeing that this mother-in-law was not dissatisfied at this moment, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Huangfu Jing pulled Nangong Yanyue, and after a careful look, his heart suddenly moved, his eyes flashed, and his eyes signaled.

Nangong Yanyue suddenly hung her head in shame and nodded slightly.

Huangfu was immediately happy, and pulled her inside with a smile on his face.

Sima Yuanzheng was hesitating whether to go in, and Huangfu said softly: "Yuan'er, you go outside to help Weiniang greet a friend." ”

Sima Yuan's heart moved, and after feeling it slightly, he noticed that on a mountain a hundred miles away, there was a sky-high aura staying.