However, this time, what Sun Lingtian saw was no longer the previous scene, and the hall he saw in his dream was the same hall he saw when he was unconscious in Fanjia Village!

This is a hall that is completely different from the previous picture, this hall, there is no lingering fairy energy, there is no trickle and gurgling stream, and there are not many gods and Buddhas standing on the side, some, just eighteen golden bodies on both sides of the main hall, and a few solemn Dharma ministers at the end of the main hall, cultivated as an unfathomable old monk, and a nameless corpse lying on the ground.

For some reason, seeing the corpse on the ground, Sun Lingtian's head thundered, and his intuition told him that this corpse had a great relationship with him, and he should know it, if the expectation was good, this person was most likely the person he saw in his dream in Fanjia Village.

And when he saw the golden chain mail on the corpse on the ground, he was completely clear. If the golden chain mail, the phoenix wings purple gold crown and the lotus silk step cloud shoes only belong to one person, then this person is Sun Wukong, Wukong, is the Monkey King who made the heavens and the earth shake!

"Could it be that he died like this?!" Sun Lingtian was shocked, but at this time, Siddhartha was focused on the operation of this scroll, it was impossible to pay attention to Sun Lingtian, let alone be distracted, once he was distracted, he would inevitably suffer a blow that would never recover, for Siddhartha who had not yet stepped into the realm of true gods, such a blow would be absolutely fatal.

Sun Lingtian knew this, although he felt that these people were likely to be related to Western religions, but Sun Lingtian was grateful to Siddhartha for letting him see this, and he didn't think that Siddhartha would be unfavorable to him, so he didn't want Siddhartha to have an accident when he helped him.

Above the main hall, a powerful golden light appeared, like a great peng, and landed on the nine-story lotus platform in the center of the main hall. Although he was just looking at a scroll, Sun Lingtian felt that compelling aura, as if he was being stared at by a person from the True God Realm not far away, if it was really right, I am afraid that this person's cultivation would have already surpassed the True God Realm.

"Is there really a higher existence above the True God Realm?" Sun Lingtian was taken aback, this was a guess, but it was likely to be the truth. There is a saying that the Tao is perfect, that's for sure, but. What exactly is the end of the Dao Meaning, I'm afraid it's difficult for even the Creation Yuan Spirit to say clearly. Moreover, no one knows where the Creation Yuan Spirit has reached now, whether it has broken through to the end of the Dao.

In the picture, the golden light flickered, and under the golden aura, a venerable man with a majestic body appeared. This person is also a nine-zhang golden body, and his eyes swept in front of His Highness and everyone with a sharp eye. Then his fingers were curled and pinched, and his mouth was constantly muttering, but he could not hear what he was saying.

Soon after, the mighty man bowed his head and remained silent. He looked at the corpse on the ground and sighed. This person has long been subdued, if the Heavenly Palace learns the news, will he be so happy that he will die? This is the terrifying existence that caused infinite losses to the Heavenly Palace five hundred years ago.

"If it weren't for the patriarch who came to this person, I'm afraid the Heavenly Palace would have already changed hands at this time, right?" someone spoke. Sun Lingtian followed the prestige, and a monk with a six-zhang golden body appeared in the picture, and when he saw this monk for the first time. Sun Lingtian couldn't help but scream, and then looked at Siddhartha, the person in the scroll was actually exactly the same as Siddhartha!

Sun Lingtian suddenly tilted his head to look at Siddhartha, but saw that Siddhartha was bubbling with a dense aura all over his body, and his appearance was no longer clear, and the most important thing was that under this dense aura, Siddhartha's body seemed to become thin, like an afterimage, slowly fading, so faint that only the outline could be seen with the naked eye, but the real face could not be seen.

"No matter, let's take a look first, and then I'll talk after reading it!" Sun Lingtian wanted to ask out loud, but he couldn't ask at this time. Siddhartha's breath seemed to have begun to decrease with the appearance of the picture in this scroll, and the most important thing was that at this time, the picture on the scroll rushed out all of a sudden, and Sun Lingtian, I don't know when he was already in the picture, no matter how the angle of the picture changed, Sun Lingtian was always in it, these things seemed to be happening around him, the strangest thing was that these pictures seemed to reach Sun Lingtian's heart, moving as he wished, and it seemed as if he was deliberately trying to show Sun Lingtian.

At this time, Sun Lingtian forgot where he was, forgot that it was just a scroll, and even forgot who he was......

The Mixed Kun Patriarch seemed to be the strongest being in the world, and his aura was compelling, making Sun Lingtian a little afraid to look at him directly.

"If there is any failure of the order and rules here, for tens of thousands of years, no one in the sky and on the earth can break it, no matter who it is, it cannot be left alone. ”

The Patriarch of the Mixed Kun opened his mouth, and the sound was like a bell, and the roar of the avenue came from all around, as if hundreds of bells were ringing together. As he spoke, Sun Lingtian captured a secret, although this secret may have nothing to do with this life, and it may even have nothing to do with the Xuanzhou Continent, but it made him understand something.

"Master Introduction, when you went to help the Heavenly Palace resolve the crisis, I had already foreseen something. It's just that my Buddha is merciful, and I couldn't bear to kill this scourge back then, but now that the words of heaven are on the side, I have to guard against it. Although there are some big differences between Buddhism and Heaven on the surface, they are fundamentally the same, which was doomed as early as a few eras ago when the two sides fought the world together. ”

Looking at the corpse on the ground, the Chaos Patriarch shook his head, his expression was a little regretful: "This person is really extraordinary, but it's a pity that he can't be used by me...... Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Master, if you are sad for this person, it is not worth it. The Taoist comforted on the side: "Since you can't control it, instead of carrying such a big burden, it's better to do a hundred, so as to preserve the prestige of the master for so many years." ”

"Preserve my prestige? If my Buddha doesn't go to hell, who will go to hell? Prestige is given by the universal beings, once the prestige is damaged, how can it be preserved?" Patriarch Chaos shook his head and got up, put his hands on his back, stepped on the nine-layer lotus platform and left: "You are calm and solemn, this Buddhist spiritual mountain is handed over to you, and I am also relieved." You did a great job of this. ”

With that, the Patriarch left the main hall, leaving a hairy corpse lying on the ground.

On the nine-story lotus platform, an archmage with eyes who could take care of his ears sat cross-legged on it in a golden monk's robe, and he was the leading mage who had already mastered the real power of the Western teachings.

"Why is it so similar to Master Siddhartha? Buddhism has a theory of reincarnation, could it be that this Siddhartha is the reincarnation of the Master of Introduction?" But ......" Seeing that this six-zhang golden body archmage was called a master of guidance by the Patriarch of Chaokun, Sun Lingtian guessed in his heart: "However, how can this reincarnation cross the plane and come here from another plane?"

However, before Sun Lingtian could reach him, the person in the main hall had already spoken: "Kumarosh should have arrived, right? Even if you can't control it, and you can't guarantee that it will be used by me, then why bother?"

The Venerable Master looked at Vajra and Arhat who were sitting on both sides of the main hall, clasped his hands together and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the so-called color is emptiness and emptiness, and all beings in the world are born together, each with its own appearance, but in the end, it is nothing more than the four phases of Buddhism. Everything is empty, there is no self, no one, no longevity, no sentient beings. If yes, if yes. ”

When all the monks heard this, they all folded their hands and recited Amitabha.

Then, the leading mage glanced at the hairy corpse on the ground with disgust, and with a wave of his hand, nine mysterious qi flew out of his cuff and hit the corpse. Sun Lingtian was shocked when he saw this, this move was aimed at the corpse of the Monkey King on the ground, if it was a move, it would definitely be annihilated. If things develop like this, then he has nothing to do with Monkey King, but if there is no relationship, why did he see Monkey King in his dreams many times.

Sun Lingtian's heart was flustered, but his hands unconsciously pinched the seal to stop it, but at this moment, the main hall shook violently, and a pure white Xuan Qi rushed out from this corpse, dissolving the attack of the leading mage, and the hall shook up, and in the blink of an eye, the hairy corpse on the ground was gone.

"Lead, you little cub, you are against you, dare to do it to me?!" A rebellious voice came from all around, and the person who came didn't want to show up at all, so he made a fool of himself, but his purpose had been achieved, and the corpse on the ground had been taken away, and he was missing.

"Uncle Junior?" Although he didn't see anyone, when he heard the unruly voice, the master still had a numb scalp: "I don't know what Uncle Xiao is here for?"

"Your master is my second senior brother, can't I come if there's nothing wrong?!When will it be your turn to call the shots in this Great Leiyin Temple?!" The voice said coldly: "I want this person, you go back." ”

"Amitabha, Uncle Junior, this person is the person my master personally ordered to kill......"

"What's the matter? I'm not good at talking, can't you hear me when I say I want it?" the man's voice was impatient: "Your master knows about this!"

"Since it's my master who knows, then I'll ask the master, and ask the little uncle to wait......" The master said and was about to go to find the Mixed Kun Patriarch, but he heard the voice already far away: "Go and ask, I'm leaving......"

"!" Feeling that the person was really gone, the leading mage who had always been praised by the Mixed Kun Patriarch as a steady and decent guide couldn't help but burst into foul language, but under the gaze of the monks, he quickly stabilized his feelings, recited Amitabha Buddha and walked towards the Dharma room of the Mixed Kun Patriarch.

The picture disappeared again, Sun Lingtian was shocked in his heart, the person's hand just now was erratic, and he didn't know how to cultivate at all, but that title, that little uncle still shocked Sun Lingtian's heart: "Little uncle, little uncle, ancestor?!" (to be continued......