Since the opening of the world in Pangu, there have been no more than two hands of people in the Three Realms who can open a sect to teach scriptures and preach, and with the passage of time, there are no more than one hand index that can reach this step.

What's more, there are people preaching in the heavenly realm today, who is it?

The Emperor of Heaven sat alone on the throne, twisting his beard and silently calculating and deducing, but he had no clue for a while.

"Could it be him?"

The Heavenly Emperor looked into the distance, a land of chaos that he couldn't even see.

The master of the world ascended to the sky, and the movement was not small, whether it was the emperor of heaven or the Lord of the Buddha, they were all ready to fight.

But no one thought that after the master ascended to the sky, he didn't say anything, did nothing, just symbolically said hello to the Buddha Lord and the Emperor of Heaven, and went to the chaos where neither immortals nor gods and demons had ever been.

After the Master entered the chaos, thousands of years of experience told the Emperor of Heaven that after the master of the human world entered the chaos, there would be no master in the world, and since there was no master in the world, there would be no more in the heavenly realm.

But somehow, the Emperor of Heaven always vaguely felt that the master in the world would not die so easily, and always felt that he should still be somewhere, watching something.

"What an unscrupulous guy!"

The Emperor of Heaven pressed the armrest on the throne with his left hand, and the armrest was slightly deformed, and then the Emperor of Heaven snorted coldly, and the armrest returned to its original state.

Western Bliss, gold bricks and golden tiles, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is indeed a paradise of Bliss.

The whole golden Buddha sits on the golden lotus, and in the sea of clouds on his head, sometimes there are golden wings and peacocks open the screen, and there are beasts roaring and dragons soaring and shining. The Lord of the Buddha sits down, the Venerable Bodhisattva, and the Arhat Vajra stand on both sides, solemn and treasured, but also peaceful.

"The Buddha rings the Buddha's bell and calls me to come, I don't know what the so-called thing is? Isn't it a ......big war?"

Manjushri stood beside the Buddha Lord and asked softly, but the latter words were signaled by the Buddha Lord, and Manjushri did not speak.

The Buddha Lord stopped, and no one was speaking here, and the Buddha Lord just smiled and quietly looked at the White Lotus Venerable standing beside him.

Venerable White Lotus smiled and didn't say a word, just kept comforting the snow-white fox without a tail in his arms.

"Compared with all of you before, you have also sensed that there are people preaching in the heavenly realm!"

There was silence for a long time, and when everyone's attention fell on the Buddha Lord, the Buddha Lord spoke slowly, and even the sea of clouds above his head became quiet at this time.

"Since a hundred years ago, the two of the five emperors have fallen, as well as the white emperor who has disappeared, such as those who can preach in the realm today, except for me and the Emperor of Heaven, there is only the one in the north, and the master in the world. ”

The voice of the Buddha is as ordinary as preaching and preaching on weekdays, but the many bodhisattvas and arhats present did not utter a single syllable, and gradually, even the sound of breathing became much quieter.

"The master of the human world went to the middle of the chaos, and the one who sat in the north did not disdain to start a sect, so this seat was curious and calculated, but it was a fog barrier. ”

The Buddha's face was dazed as he spoke, but the expressions of everyone listening to him became serious. Among the Three Realms, there are no more than one person that the Buddha Lord can't count, but this person is not in their cognition, which is particularly terrifying.

"This person's life is changeable, I'm afraid that no one in the Three Realms can see it clearly. ”

The Buddha said with a smile.

"So on a whim, I made a fortune for myself, and I found out that there is a balanced calamity in the next few days, or the beginning of prosperity, or the catastrophe of extinction, all in one thought. ”

That's the end of it. The Buddha smiled silently, and there was a noisy and faint voice of discussion and inquiry from the seat.

"What does Venerable White Lotus think?"

The noisy voice gradually weakened because of the Buddha's inquiry, and after a few breaths, everyone's eyes were focused on the White Lotus Venerable, who had not moved at all.

As the existence closest to the Buddha Lord in cultivation and combat power, Venerable White Lotus's every move can become their reliance.

"Since you should carefully follow the will of the Buddha, the white lotus has entered the Buddha's door, and she is a person in the Buddha's door.

Venerable White Lotus held the sleeping fox in his arms, gently bowed to the Buddha, and then continued to bow his head to comb the meridians for the little fox in his arms.

"Isn't it Ye Xiaodi?"

Huanxi Luohan, who was sitting at the bottom, didn't know what he thought, but in a trance, the name Ye Xiaodi and his shadow appeared in Huanxi Luohan's eyes.

Everyone was stunned, and Luo Han himself couldn't figure out why he thought of Ye Xiaodie. Although Ye Xiaodi made a lot of noise in the Nantian Palace a while ago, Ye Xiaodi was too young after all, saying that his cultivation was a thousand miles a day, some people believed it, said that he could ascend to the sky in one step, and some people believed it, but said that he could now be on par with the Heavenly Emperor and Buddha, no one believed such a story.

The Buddha Lord smiled and did not speak, and the White Lotus Venerable suddenly raised his head thoughtfully. The sect people talked about it again, those who knew Ye Xiaodie, those who had seen Ye Xiaodie, and those who had not seen Ye Xiaodie, they all knew that Wudang Ye Xiaodie was very young and powerful, otherwise they would not have sent several Arhats in a row with their own strength, of course, there is a younger generation with the precept of the law is said to be more powerful, and the Arhats who Ye Xiaodie did not send back at one time.

Everyone thought about Ye Xiaodie's bits and pieces, but they didn't want to believe that the person in the mouth of the Buddha Lord was Ye Xiaodie, only the white fox in the arms of the White Lotus Venerable opened his eyes curiously.

"Hehe! I didn't expect the catastrophe to come so soon!"

As the Buddha's words fell, the surrounding golden light flourished.

The fox in the White Lotus Venerable's arms kicked his legs hard, as if he wanted to rush out, but was stopped by the White Lotus Venerable kindly every time.

"Don't be nostalgic anymore!"

Venerable White Lotus said in a gentle voice, but just like the little fox who had struggled in his arms for a long time and was still in vain, his voice poured into the ears of the white fox, and it was also ignored.

The little fox without a tail was still struggling, and the gentle look on Venerable White Lotus's face did not change, but he just looked into the distance, and there was a touch of warm anger in the depths of his eyes.

Everyone followed the White Lotus Venerable's gaze and saw a young man standing there holding the claws of a peng bird. Although it was not a famous sword hanging from his waist, the last time he made a big fuss in the South Heavenly Palace of Lingxiao Pavilion, that sword was already very famous. Looking at the handle of the knife wrapped in rags on the other side of the young man, it was not difficult to see that it was a broken knife, "Isn't this guy having any adventures?" Many people muttered in their hearts, although there was still no way to connect the young man in front of him with the person in the mouth of the Buddha.

"I'm a good girl, it's really Ye Xiaodi!"

Huanxi Luohan stared at the gradually growing and clear figure in the distance, and said something that did not match his identity in the quiet time.