This is the true usage of the saints, helping the world to straighten out yin and yang and regulate the order of heaven and earth.

Yang Sanyang raised his head and looked into the distance, the laws of the Holy Dao in his eyes flowed, the Taiji diagram passed everywhere, and the endless water, wind and fire were calmed down, and they were suppressed by the mighty and magnificent Golden Bridge.

At this time, the three ancestors looked at the sage who came from the east and grasped the general trend of heaven and earth, and couldn't help but change his complexion, and his heart was shocked.

Familiar smells, familiar recipes, familiar tastes!

In the void, a hazy figure in white clothes stood proudly, and the immeasurable Buddha light spread all over the world, and the vast and infinite Buddha light penetrated into the sky, and the infinite majesty shrouded down, covering everyone's hearts.

The majesty cannot be looked at directly, there is an infinite law enveloping his body, it seems that it is the coming of heaven, and he trembles in the face of the saint, and there is an impulse to be terrified to the extreme, and he can't just kneel on the ground.

This is the true saint!

The peaceful-faced Amitabha I saw in the past was just an appearance, and the saints were all ants, and it was by no means as simple as talking.

Under the shroud of holy power, the endless creatures of the great wilderness knelt on the ground, constantly chanting 'Amitabha Buddha', and the overwhelming power of faith converged towards Amitabha.

Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of thought, raised his head to look at the endless beings in the great wilderness world in the distance, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Every manifestation of sainthood is a great harvest of faith karma, although it takes a lot of holy power to calm the turbulent earth, water, wind and fire of the world, but the power of faith is even greater."

...... Tens of thousands of years after the Great Tribulation of Gods and Demons, the Great Wilderness World has long since regained its former vitality, and the number of living beings is more than equal. Such a huge power of faith allows it to fill not only the gaps, but also countless remains. ”

Think about the fact that human beings have only been around for 5,000 years, and they have already spawned tens of billions, not to mention the great famine that has gone through tens of thousands of years and is rich in materials?

There was a flash of divine light in his eyes, and the purpose of this manifestation was to make the newborn beings know the holy power. Let the majesty of the saint spread throughout the Great Wilderness again, so that at least a dozen Huiyuan in the future of the Great Wilderness will be shrouded in the majesty of the saint.

Think about it, how much faith do these dozen guild elements have to provide him, and how much faith power does he have to provide?

No matter who ascends to the position of the protagonist of heaven and earth, he does not dare to offend a saint in the open. No one can stop the spread of the majesty of the saint and the proclamation of the prestige of the saint.

With the blessing of the vast and infinite faith, a smile appeared on the corner of Amitabha's mouth: "Ten years!"

With the blessing of such a majestic power of faith, his first cave world will turn into a leaf world and grow from the Bodhi tree. Turn the virtual into the real world, and there is no more falsehood.

One leaf in ten years, three thousand leaves, but only 30,000 years!

It's only 30,000 years, he can afford to wait!

Of course, at this time, the majesty of the saint shrouded the Great Wilderness World for the first time, and the effect was naturally the best. After today, there will inevitably be some attenuation, and it is a blessing to be able to maintain today's sixty percent.

But even so, it's enough!

With the blessing of the infinite power of faith, Amitabha swept through the three ancestors, swept away the hundreds of millions of armies of the three tribes that were paralyzed on the ground, and swept away the three thousand gods who were staggering.

The gods are defeated!

Although the gods are the darlings of heaven and earth, there are gods and demons who have lost their favor first, and now father and son punish each other, and brothers fight each other. The will of heaven is the father, the gods are the son, and the father and son punish each other, and the qi will decay again.

At least in this amount of tribulation, it is difficult to make any improvement.

"Saint Rong, it's not that my gods hastily tear up the covenant, but that the Qilin clan is bullying people too much! A mere immortal ant actually treats us as nothing, if we can't use thunder methods, how can there be a place for my gods in the great wilderness world in the future?" The saint grasps the general trend of the way of heaven, and can determine the law of the universe in one word, and must have great magical powers and great mana. ”

"You and others have offended my three clans for no reason, is it reasonable for you to wait?" Qilin Wang's lungs were about to explode: "We have signed and drawn in front of the saint and set the date of the covenant, and now you have rashly repented, where is the saint?"

Speaking of this, he said to Amitabha in the sky: "Please also ask the saint to send down the wrath of thunder to set the record straight!"

"Shameless, if you hadn't sent someone to provoke. Your Qilin clan is arrogant and domineering, oppressing and despising the majesty of my gods, how can we and the gods tear up the covenant?

"Nonsense, how can we provoke for no reason......" The Qilin King wanted to argue, although the three ancestors wanted to calculate the three clans, but it was definitely not this time.

"Don't quarrel!" Amitabha's voice was majestic, containing a will that could not be disobeyed, listening to everyone's ears, as if the heavens had descended, he subconsciously chose to obey and closed his mouth: "I have my own judgment." ”

Speaking of this, I saw Amitabha point out a finger, this finger is delicate and crystalline, and every inch of skin is flowing with infinite textures, which seems to be the manifestation of heaven. A water mirror appeared in the void, and then a meandering river of time flowed on the water mirror, accompanied by Amitabha's fingers gently playing on the water mirror, and the next moment I saw the long river in the water mirror reversed against the current, and the vast and infinite divine power rushed into the sky, and countless scenes seemed to be regressing disks, constantly appearing on the water mirror.

Then the picture paused, and a small unicorn with a high toe appeared, and the gods with angry faces appeared.

"Playing with time!"

Seeing Yang Sanyang's hand, whether it was the three ancestors or the gods, they were all people who knew the goods, their pupils couldn't help but shrink sharply, and their hearts and livers couldn't help but beat lightly twice.

Secretly taking everyone's expressions in his eyes, Yang Sanyang smiled proudly in his heart: "Bluffed!"

Where is this to play with time, even if you are a real saint, you don't have the ability to play with time. He just used the power of Buddhism in the past to reveal the scene he saw in person on the water mirror.

The little unicorn was arrogant and vigorous, and the unicorn king who looked at it was full of confusion: "Moyu unicorn?"

"That's why!" The water mirror dissipated, Amitabha sighed, and turned to look at the Qilin King: "This matter is the first provocation of your Qilin Clan, what can the Lin King explain?"

"Sage, wronged, wronged!" King Qilin's eyes were full of confusion, and he hurriedly defended: "There are three pure Qilin bloodlines of my Qilin clan, one of which is the pure Central Houtu Qilin. The second is my daughter, Jade Kirin. There is also the Wu'er Water Qilin, and the ink Qilin that died at the hands of the gods. Other than that, there is no second pure-blood unicorn...... I don't know where this unicorn came from, it must be the gods who deceive. Besides my dead child, how can there be a second black jade unicorn in the world? Could it be that Wu'er is not dead?"

"Wu'er is not dead, Wu'er is not dead?" the Qilin King seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but show great joy on his face.

In any case, the ink qilin is the bloodline of the Qilin clan, and it is the backbone of the future, if it does not die, it will be a great thing for the Qilin clan.

A great joy that could not have been better!

Just looking at the angry gods and the expressionless saints, I suddenly felt a thrill in my heart, no matter what the future holds, I must pass the current level first.

In any case, whether that black jade unicorn is from the unicorn clan or not, this matter is caused by that black jade unicorn.

You said that the Moyu Qilin is not from your Qilin clan, who would believe it?

The unicorn is not from the Qilin clan, why are you the kidding me? Could it be that the unicorn belongs to the dragon clan and the phoenix clan?

"King Lin still needs to give me an explanation for this matter!" Amitabha looked at him expressionlessly.

King Qilin secretly complained in his heart, how could he explain to Amitabha?

"Returning to the sage, Xiao Wang has indeed never seen this black jade unicorn, and now the black jade unicorn has received a slap from the sword, and it is not known whether it is dead or dead in the turbulence of time and space. Why don't you let Xiao Wang find out the heel of the ink unicorn, and then give an explanation?"

At the beginning, I invited a saint to testify, just thinking of using a saint to prevent the gods and dogs from jumping off the wall. Now that it's good, the gods didn't jump off the wall in a hurry, but they got themselves into the pit!

How are you calling him?

Nothing can be done!

can only pretend to be a grandson, admit it!

Is the power of the saint seen by all the people, rebelling against the saint?

The three clans work together, it may not be impossible to do, but it is not worth it!

If the three clans can work together to fight against the saint at this time, will they be able to keep the same spirit in the future?

Sooner or later, there will be a time to be liquidated by the saints.

"It's not what I think, it's what the gods think?" Yang Sanyang looked at the gods.

Thor's face was solemn at this time, and he rushed into the sky with murderous intent: "This matter is not over! The gods are majestic and cannot be blasphemed! The three clans must pay the price of blood." ”

"Hmph, it's just a few words of humiliation, and it's not a big deal, a piece of meat is missing, you and others slaughtered countless tribes of my three clans, and I haven't settled this blood account with you, you don't want to get an inch!" Zu Long's voice was full of irrepressible anger.

"Please let the saint decide" Lu Ji also ignored the ancestral dragon, but turned to look at Amitabha.

Amitabha twisted the prayer beads, and the thought in his heart turned: "I still need to get out, otherwise how can there be a chance for Taiyi to show his might? I still have to create an opportunity for Taiyi." ”

"The Qilin clan makes amends, finds out the ink jade qilin, and hands it over to the gods! As for the blood feuds made by the gods, they all started from the ink qilin, so this matter will be stopped!"

Yang Sanyang looked at the Qilin King, his gaze was unquestionable.

The saint spoke, what could the Qilin King say?

"This matter is not for the saints to come forward for my gods, sooner or later my gods will have a fight with the three clans! This matter is not in the ink qilin, but in the contradiction between the gods and the three clans!" A divine light flickered in the distance, but I saw a white light circulating and falling in the field.

Looking at the figure, all the gods showed ecstasy on their faces, and they bowed one after another: "I've seen the great god!"

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