"Is it the eleventh generation?" The young man's delicate brows moved slightly, looking at the few wisps of spring clouds slowly floating in front of him, and looking up at the misty blue sky for a long time, he sighed lowly.

This big Buddha is too big, so the big Buddha's head is also very open and gentle, and this place is too high and too cold, almost to the limit of manpower can enter and exit the clouds, and then one step is the nine heavens in the sky, which is the nine heavens in the mouth of the practitioners, but it is this seemingly unattainable step, no one has ever been able to reach it for thousands of years, in the end the other side of the heavy Tiangang, what will be, no one knows, so many monks in the world are imagining, above the nine heavens, there is another green underworld, is the place where the immortals live, that is, the legendary heavenly palace, the cultivators through the practice of cultivating immortals, through the catastrophe, will one day be able to fly to the topand attain immortality.

In Buddhism, the so-called Heavenly Palace has another meaning, that is, it is the "Western Pure Land of Bliss" that is often thought of by the people of the world's believers, and the disciples of Buddhism prefer to call it "the other side".

However, legends are legends after all, thousands of years later, immortality still seems so distant and unpredictable, and the place where everyone expects to return to the heavenly palace is still so ethereal, but earthly cultivators have always believed in the beauty in their hearts, perhaps they dare not doubt or do not want to doubt, so the saying of the gods has spread in the world, and countless human beings have begun to sincerely worship the various gods they imagined and created, as a faith, fanatical and obsessed.

I just don't know, that beauty, back to the beginning, is just whose attachment in the red dust, just wait for a moment, turn around and break, reckless in the world, how can there be a fairy?

The top of the Buddha's head, too high and people are not cold, the kind of chill that even the blood flowing in the human body can be frozen instantly, the height of the world can be comparable to this place, since the disappearance of the Great Sumeru Mountain, which is said to be the center of heaven and earth, there are only four places, that is, the top of Kunlun Mountain in the western sky, the Tianya Peak where the ancient tower of the demon town is located in the East Tianshu Mountain, the Tianyi Mountain in the depths of the bitter cold wasteland in the extreme north, and the Zhaoyao Mountain where the Liuhe Barbarian Holy Gate is located.

Therefore, even if the practice is as profound as the master of burning suffering, a group of Buddhist monks, come here, they have to wear the rare clothes of Buddhism "Dragon Elephant Zen Shirt", and use the true power of Buddhism to keep out the cold, but there are exceptions, that one young man, still wearing the monk robe that has not been washed and changed for many years but is still extremely clean, the cold wind blows on his thin body, this young man not only has a trace of fear of cold, but takes a deep breath, and has the meaning of enjoyment.

However, his face was grim, slightly tired, just like the appearance of the jade at the moment before the weathering, which made people look like he was sick, in fact, from his collar swept up by the wind, revealing the black blood marks on the left side of the collarbone on his chest that were three inches long, and the flesh turned outward, running through the front and back of the body, it could also be seen at a glance that his condition was indeed not very good, it was clearly a sword mark, a fatal sword wound that was pressing people, through the hideous and terrifying wound, and even the white bones and wriggling internal organs in his body could be seen, it has already reached the point of running out of oil and drying up on the spot.

However, it is almost impossible to survive such an injury, this young man survived, because he is not an ordinary person, he is a demon who is talked about by the world, the Witch Emperor.

After the words of Master Burning Suffering fell, the four old monks of Fanyin Temple, including him, stood up, looked at the easy-going young man in the howling cold wind, slowly bowed, and then knelt down and saluted.

If anyone else is here, they will be stunned and stunned when they see this scene, and they will only feel ridiculous, this kind of scene that will not appear even in a dream will only make people think that the person who said this is a madman, who are these four masters? Would they bow down to a young man? This world is crazy, right?

However, including the master of burning suffering, the four masters of the Fanyin Temple looked solemn, this world may not even be able to bear the real person on the Shu Mountain, the young man seemed very calm, calmly accepted it, because in addition to the Wu Emperor, he also has an identity that is not known to the world, he is the founding patriarch of the first Buddhist sect in the world, Lotus Heart, the Buddha who once walked the world in the name of Ye Bodhi.

It's just that for the Burning Suffering Master, this kind of respect is not just because the young man in front of him is the ancestor of the Fanyin Temple, and he is the highest great virtue of the Buddhist sect in the world, but because as early as tens of millions of years ago, the Lotus Heart Master has already proved his compassion and kindness with his life, even if the world now regards it as a demon and refers to him as the culprit of this catastrophe, but a few of them will never question the virtue of this ancestor, although the Burning Suffering Master is also a little incredulous, this person is really alive.

As the sun rose, the sun shone on this place, shining on the desolate faces of the four masters, but it was blocked by the pagoda and never fell on the young man.

"The monks are merciful, I will take back what belongs to me and leave, you will not refuse to give it, right?" the young man smiled faintly.

Master Burning Suffering looked at him, silently chanted a Buddha name, and said sincerely: "Amitabha, Fanyin Temple was created by you, thousands of years of descendants uphold your Buddha's will, compassion for the common people, since the ancestor is here, why do you need to go again." ”

The young man shook his head, sighed lightly, and said: "You are wrong, when you gave up everything in the lotus heart and walked down Luofu, this Fanyin Temple was not his, in today's world, the Taoist sect is prosperous, the Buddhism is declining, there are thousands of Taoist temples in the world, and the Buddhist temple, and the Fanyin Temple can be quite prestigious, ranking one of the authentic ones, all of which are the work of later generations, and have nothing to do with the lotus heart." ”

As he spoke, he smiled slightly and said, "Besides, I'm not the lotus heart you know, you have recognized the wrong person." ”

Master Burning Bitter was stunned, his white eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then he relaxed, looked directly at the young man, his eyes were blazing, he was silent for a moment, and said, "Who does the donor think he is?"

The young man smiled without changing, and did not have the slightest intention of avoiding under the sharp gaze of the master of burning suffering, he only pinched a wisp of ethereal clouds in front of him, watched the wind go, and smiled quietly: "I am Lotus Heart, I am not Lotus Heart, so my life has been unstained out of the mud, and it has also sunk because of the turbidity world." ”

The cold wind dissipated slightly, and after a while, more cold winds surged, and the Buddha's light mantras fluttering in the formation suddenly trembled slightly, freezing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and looked like pieces of frosted leaves.

The faces of the four masters changed slightly, as if they had been subjected to some huge impact, they all joined together, and the mysterious Buddha array under their feet, at this moment, the golden light became more and more blazing and dazzling, melting all the cold, and a golden brilliant and brilliant big "swastika" mantra, with the four people as the direction, appeared above the formation, slowly lit up, under the sunlight of the sky, it became more and more impossible to see.

The young man's clarifying gaze showed a hint of admiration, looking at the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly in the righteous and mighty light, and the faces of the Burning Suffering Master remained unchanged, and they whispered to the Buddha, and the light on the Dharma circle also slowly flowed with the scriptures in their mouths, supporting the huge mantra Buddha characters in the formation.

"Is the Great Tibetan Ming King's Mantra Enchantment, it seems that you have really put a lot of hard work into keeping me, but is it worth it?"

The young man suddenly laughed, looking at his gentle complexion, Master Burning Bitter lowered his eyebrows, his voice was a little low, and he hummed: "Unworthy descendants, I wish to follow the mercy of my ancestors in hell, and I only hope that Patriarch Lotus Heart can turn back to the shore and reconvert to the light of my Buddha." ”

When these words fell, the three masters of Burning Difficulty, Huiyuan, and Zhiguang looked up at the abbot senior brother, with a trace of sadness on their faces, and their eyes became deeper and deeper.

Fanyin Temple suddenly the bell continues, the head of the Buddha, the Buddha's light is gradually flourishing, countless bright and righteous heaven and earth aura is edicted, in this square and thousands of feet, forming a can only perceive, but can not see the partition light barrier, which contains the supreme power.

All of a sudden, almost all the disciples jumped in their hearts, their expressions were abrupt, they all raised their heads, looked at the clouds, listened to the meaning of compassion in the bell, and seemed to feel something, although they didn't know what was happening, they subconsciously knelt down spontaneously, kowtowed and hugged the dust, and prostrated themselves to worship the great Buddha of relics.

The young man stared at the old man with white hair in front of him, and there seemed to be a flash of confusion in the depths of his eyes, but then he sighed slightly, and the trace of confusion quickly disappeared.

"That's your compassion, not the Buddha's compassion, the Buddha is also a human being, since hell is not empty, then he can't become a Buddha. The young man said calmly with a slight sarcasm.

There was silence on the field, and the white beard of the Burning Suffering Master was wrinkled, and he said in a deep voice: "You don't believe that there is a true Buddha in the world?"

"I don't believe it, just because I did. The young man smiled, his gaze swept over the other three in an orderly manner, and finally fell on the Master of Burning Suffering, "The feather of the Dao Gate soars, the Buddha sect sits on Nirvana, and the demon clan is immortal, this is the highest state recognized by monks, but looking at the years of cultivation in the world, how many years have there been since the past, and who can really reach the end of the long road of cultivating immortals? As far as my Buddha sect is concerned, when the Buddha passed away, a vision fell from the sky, and the world firmly believed that he was sitting on Nirvana, but who is sure that he really arrived on the other side?"

"Whether that end is death or immortality, no one knows, because everyone knows that legends can only be legends in the end, or credible, not all believed. Those sages who were deified by later generations as immortals and gods could not be resurrected to tell us, so this matter is the greatest temptation and the greatest fear for cultivators who have mastered the power of heaven and earth. ”

"There is a great terror between heaven and earth, and few people can go to that step, but no one has ever dared to take that step. ”

The young man looked directly into the eyes of Master Burning Suffering, and said slowly, word by word: "You don't dare, the Shushan sword who lent the sword to the disciple that day and smashed the cage of 100,000 mountains and heaven and earth, also didn't dare, but I am different." ”

The hearts of the four masters moved slightly, staring at him, and the young man calmly faced each other, and said with a faint smile: "If there is anyone in this world who is fortunate enough to be able to see the gate of the other side and is still in the world, it is me." ”

"I don't believe that there is a true Buddha in the world, because I haven't become a Buddha either. ”

The words were shocking.