Yang Zhi and Haoyue Heavenly Wolf planted a few heels before stopping, this is a barren space, where it comes in, there is no life, it is a Jedi. Yang Zhi's face changed, and his consciousness dispersed. Now, his divine consciousness has reached thousands of miles away, but this space seems to have no end.

Yang Zhi rode the Haoyue Sky Wolf and galloped in one direction, and his divine sense explored the road in front. Suddenly, there was a feedback in the consciousness, and it was a river. Yang Zhi was overjoyed, and let the Haoyue Sky Wolf immediately speed up.

By the river, a middle-aged monk with a fat head and big ears sat cross-legged, with a string of prayer beads hanging from his chest. The middle-aged monk folded his hands and recited Buddhist scriptures that Yang Zhi could not understand.

In the river, the fish were happy, gathered at the feet of the middle-aged monk, and refused to leave for a long time. Yang Zhi's face changed greatly, and the middle-aged monk was actually preaching to Yu'er.

"Is he Shakyamuni?" Yang Zhi exclaimed, among the Buddhist scriptures he obtained in the Immortal Secret Realm, one of them was a record of the achievements of the Buddha Shakyamuni's cultivation.

Although it is not perfect, the scene in front of me is recorded. According to Buddhist scriptures, this is the prelude to Shakyamuni's cultivation of the immortal golden body. Yang Zhi was short of breath and hurriedly sat down, trying to hear the middle-aged monk's Buddhist words, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear anything. Later, Yang Zhi tried to analyze the mouth shape of the middle-aged monk, but failed.

There were more and more fish at the feet of the middle-aged monk, and when the fish of the whole river gathered at his feet, the river actually stopped.

At this moment, a black dove flew from afar, with a long beak, aiming at the fish at the feet of the middle-aged monk.

"Amitabha, dove, dove, all beings are equal, how can you satisfy your hunger with your life?" The middle-aged monk waved his palm, and a golden light separated the fish from the dove.

"Stinky bald donkey, it's a good thing for you to spoil me again, my children have been without food for a few days, do you want me to starve the children to death?" Isolated by the Buddha's light, the huge dove spat out and glared at the middle-aged monk viciously.

"Amitabha, Lord of the Dove, you have almost attained the right result and have been able to transform into a human form, and you should cherish your own Taoism. If you really love your children, you should accumulate merit for them and ask for good fortune. The middle-aged monk tried hard to persuade him.

"Stinky bald ass, don't educate me with your big truths. The dove clan already feeds on fish, this is the right given to us by God, why do you care about me. The dove hovered over the middle-aged monk, and his anger became heavier and heavier.

"Amitabha, donor, you are a poor monk for the sake of the children, understandable. Donor of the dove, so be it, as long as you put down the butcher's knife and ensure that the dove clan no longer feeds on flesh and blood, the poor monk can solve your problem. ”

"What's more, he is really Shakyamuni, who influenced the dove with his flesh and blood, and from then on, the dove clan no longer fed on flesh and blood, but ate grass. Yang Zhi is 100% sure that this middle-aged monk is the founder of Buddhism, Buddha Shakyamuni.

"I just want my children to have a full meal, and as for the future, do you think I'll promise you?" the dove sneered. From the birth of the first dove, they all feed on flesh and blood, and the king of the dove naturally disagrees.

"Amitabha. "Shakyamuni had no sorrow or joy, and with a wave of his palm, the entire river was covered by him with the light of the Buddha, and it was impossible for the dove to catch a fish.

"Stinky bald donkey, you are so bold, you dare to seal the river. Children, he sealed your food, and you will feed on him, let me go. The king of the dove was furious, and with a hiss, the black dove drowned Shakyamuni.

Yang Zhi's face turned pale, and he watched the dove devour Sakyamuni's flesh and blood, but Sakyamuni obviously had the strength to prevent all this from happening, but he was willing to endure the pain.

Soon, Shakyamuni was left with only a skeleton, and until he died, he did not show the slightest sign of pain. Yang Zhi stared intently, according to the records, Shakyamuni's golden body was about to appear soon.

Sure enough, not long after, a faint golden yellow appeared on the skeleton of Shakyamuni. When the golden yellow covered all the bones, Shakyamuni actually had golden bones and muscles, and the flesh and blood reappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A Shakyamuni, naturally not enough for so many doves to eat, new flesh and blood, doves gun food, the growth rate of flesh and blood is far less than the dove's grabbing food.

The flesh and blood continued to reappear, and on the skeleton of Shakyamuni, the golden light became stronger and stronger. Even Yang Zhi couldn't remember how many times the flesh and blood had reappeared, and in the end, except for the king of the dove, the rest of the doves were all full.

The well-fed dove happily soared in the sky, while the king of the dove fell to the ground and looked at the body of Shakyamuni, and his eyes actually showed a complicated light.

Shakyamuni's flesh and blood were eventually restored. However, his flesh and blood are very different from before. The golden body is indestructible, and it is completed.

Shakyamuni opened his eyes, looked at the dove kindly, and said gently, "Lord Dove, do you understand now?"

"Shakyamuni, why is this? You are a human and I am a demon, and their natural mission is to be slaughtered by others, why do you sacrifice yourself to save them?"

"Amitabha, all beings are equal. People are life, demons are life, and fish are life. The dove benefactor, put down the butcher's knife, and become a Buddha on the ground. "Shakyamuni clasped his hands together, and his golden light was as inextinguishable as a star.

"Stinky bald donkey, count yourself ruthless, children, let's go. The king of the dove scolded and left with the well-fed dove.

"Stinky bald donkey, I will consider your suggestion to let the children feed on grass. When the group of doves was about to disappear, the voice of the king of the doves came in a vague voice.

"The poor monk Xie Cang dove donor. Shakyamuni was overjoyed, and hurriedly got up and bowed deeply in the direction of the group of doves.

Shakyamuni removed the Buddha light that sealed the river, and an incredible scene appeared. All the fish in the river rushed ashore and flew away from Shakyamuni towards the sky.

Tens of millions of fish form a fish bridge connecting the sky, sending a large living person into the starry sky above the sky. Since then, Buddhism has been sprinkled all over the earth, and Buddhist scriptures have been circulated in the world. And Shakyamuni, with the existence of statues, ruled over all Buddhas, known as the ancestor of all Buddhas.

Yang Zhi was stunned, this was even more shocking than reading the description in the book. Feeding the dove with flesh and blood, influencing the king of the dove, has since changed the eating habits of a race.

The fish who listened to his sermon formed a fish bridge to send him into the starry sky. If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would dare to believe it. When Yang Zhi first saw the records of the Buddhist scriptures, he only believed 20 percent. It's incredible.