As they were leaving, they heard the weeping of all souls;

At a glance, I saw the situation of Pangu God standing on the top of the heavens and the earth, incarnating all things, and evolving the way of heaven.

Tianyan Daozi was conceived in the Heavenly Dao born after the fall of Pangu God, and he respected Pangu as his father, because Pangu was really a father-like existence for him.

Riding the Chaos Clock, walking down the long river of time, the scenes of light and shadow turned into streamers, but it was only a moment when they left the time and space.

The strange Dao rule that shrouded Yang Jian's body finally disappeared, and it also reminded Yang Jian that he could move freely without being affected by such Dao rules.

Tianyan Daozi sighed lightly, obviously a little depressed.

"I'm sorry," Yang Jian said beside him, "I want you to accompany me to those years." ”

"It doesn't matter, no matter when, after all, I want to go to see that time, but unfortunately I can only go once," Tianyan Daozi brushed the bell wall of the Chaos Bell and sighed softly, and then showed the usual smile on weekdays.

"I'll send you back to Xuandu City for retreat?"

"There's no need to go back to Xuandu City," Yang Jian said, "I'm just in retreat outside the wilderness, and here, it's easier to experience the Dao rhyme left by the Pangu God." ”

"Okay, then I don't care about you. ”

Tianyan Daozi arched his hand to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian made a gesture to Tianyan Daozi, and watched this Great Dao Saint disappear with the Chaos Bell.

Then, Yang Jian turned around and flew out of the sky, almost as soon as he flew out of the boundary of the Flood Desolation and entered the void between the Flood Desolation and the Chaos Sea, he immediately sat down cross-legged.

Epiphany?

This is actually not an epiphany, after all, it was ordered by the Pangu God.

Most of Yang Jian's mind was immersed in cultivating enlightenment, but a small part of his mind was still active, as if he was dreaming after falling asleep.

In the dream, he seemed to have gone to the Taisu era, and had a good relationship with the unholy god Pangu.

Although they were born differently, they had the inheritance of this Xuangong, and the connection between Yang Jian and Pangu God was not necessarily shallower than that between Tianyan Daozi and Pangu God.

Gradually, Yang Jian devoted all his mind to enlightenment, and the mysterious qi around his body was permeated, allowing him to blend into the void, and he couldn't see it at leisure.

At this time, there are still a hundred years before the Journey to the West kicks off, Yang Jian directly retreats and practices, looking at this posture, but Journey to the West is too lazy to care about too many things.

Yang Jian had just retreated here, and Tianyan Daozi had already returned to the ethereal space, sitting on his own futon with a somewhat depressed face, and stayed quietly for a while.

"What's wrong?"

The Tongtian Sect Master walked over with his hands behind his back, and looked at Tianyan Daozi with a smile, "Is there anything else that can be difficult for you?"

Tianyan Daozi only smiled reluctantly and didn't answer anything.

The Tongtian Sect Master summoned his own futon, sat down opposite Tianyan Daozi, and asked, "But you took Yang Jian to the beginning of heaven and earth?"

"You see?"

"Yes, suddenly there are some vague memories about Yang Jian," the Tongtian Sect Master's slender musician-like fingers tapped his forehead, "Father God has been guiding Yang Jian for a while, but this memory is too vague to determine whether it is today's Yang Jian." ”

"It's today," Tianyan Daozi responded, took a wine glass from the Tongtian Sect Master's hand, and drank it to himself.

The Tongtian Sect Master didn't say much, he also drank by himself, it seemed that both of them were drinking their own stuffy wine, and they had no plans to get together at a table.

"What's wrong with Beihai?" Tianyan Daozi suddenly asked.

"It's okay," the usher replied, and then continued to practice with his eyes closed.

The Tongtian Sect Master smiled: "Now both sides are competing for that half-day effort, but it's a pity that this supreme strong person is recuperating from his injuries, and we are going to cultivate a new supreme strong man." ”

Tianyan Daozi said in a low voice: "This is already the only way to protect the flood wilderness. ”

"I naturally know, and I am also full of confidence in Yang Jian," the corners of the Tongtian Sect Master's mouth twitched slightly, "It's just, don't we all think that doing this actually owes Yang Jian something? ”

"Good," Lao Tzu said slowly, "although there is a debt, there is no other way." ”

"I've seen Big Brother. ”

"Meet the Taiqing Sage. ”

Tongtian Sect Master and Tianyan Daozi saluted at the same time, Lao Tzu nodded, and did not say anything more.

Or Yuan Shi Tianzun said: "No matter what, Yang Jian is my disciple of the teaching, if I can't do anything in the future, I will try to protect his fire." ”

The Tongtian Sect Master also nodded slightly: "Yes, Yang Jian is indeed much more useful than you and me. ”

In the clouds and mist in the distance, Yuding Zhenren heard this, but he did not open his mouth to defend himself in vain, but sat there thoughtfully, as if thinking about something.

Lao Tzu said suddenly: "The matter of Beihai will change in more than 150 years at most. ”

"More than one hundred and fifty years?" the Tongtian Sect Master couldn't help but feel his spirit.

"Yes, it's a little faster than we expected," Lao Tzu looked at Tianyan Daozi, "Where are Xihe and Lu Pressure?"

"It's all ready," Tianyan Daozi replied casually, and the Chaos Bell in his hand rotated slightly, revealing two figures in a large hall.

The peerless and independent woman in white stood in front of the window and looked out at the garden, while the Lu Zhudao man with a somewhat violent face was refining her magical powers in the corner, and there were already seven or eight precious gourds by her side.

Dissipating the supernatural powers, Tianyan Daozi and several saints talked a few words again, all about the various calculations of dealing with the army of the strongest.

These few powerhouses who were at the peak of their cultivation in the flood wilderness were now starting to get a little nervous.

......

Time flies, when I really don't know it.

Sun Wukong is destined to be suppressed for 500 years, and 450 years have passed in the blink of an eye in these 500 years.

As early as hundreds of years ago, at the Bon Festival of Buddhism, the disciple of Rulai, Jin Chanzi, confronted Rulai, sophisified the teachings, and was directly beaten into the world by Rulai to experience calamity.

When the monkey was suppressed at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, he had no idea how much had happened around him.

Jin Chanzi was sentenced to a heavy punishment by Rulai, and he wanted to be reincarnated and practiced for ten lifetimes, and every time he had a dream in his heart - to travel west to study, retrieve the true scriptures of Mahayana Buddhism, and overcome the suffering of the world.

In front of this, this golden cicada was able to go through hardships and dangers in front of the quicksand river, and was swallowed by the fierce man who jumped out of the quicksand river, leaving only the skull as a collection and wearing it as a necklace.

Finally, in the 468th year of Sun Wukong's imprisonment, the tenth golden cicada was born on the border of Xiniuhezhou.

Due to changes in the family, the golden cicada in its infancy was placed in a wooden basin and drifted all the way east along the river, and was picked up by an old monk and brought back to the temple to raise.

A baby floated tens of thousands of miles on a river before finally reaching Middle-earth...... It's not like those Buddhists are doing tricks, and no one will believe it.

This baby was named Jiang Liu'er, since he was a child, he was exposed to it in the temple, he could recite Buddhist scriptures at the age of three, he could memorize dozens of Buddhist scriptures upside down at the age of five, and at the age of seven or eight, he was already able to argue with the monks, and no one could compare with him when he talked about the Buddha.

Therefore, when he was nine years old, he was shaved by the temple presiding officer, entered the Buddhist gate, and became a little monk.

The little monk meditates every day, debates the scriptures and recites the texts, and occasionally follows the master down the mountain to make fate, and every time he walks into the world, he will be surrounded by all kinds of women from good families and non-good families.

There is no way, the handsomeness of the little monk is also quite endearing.

Originally, the little monk Xuanzang would follow his script, grow up step by step, study Buddhism, and then embark on the road to the west, starting a long and right road.

Buddhism is also quite relieved of Xuanzang, even if several masters are arranged to protect them secretly, these old monks are not diligent, and they often make mistakes.

Finally, when Xuanzang was thirteen years old, a small accident happened quietly......

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