Shen Lian was not in a hurry, even if Xuandu and Yuding could arrive in Elysium at any time, he was still very calm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the Pure Land of Bliss, under the leafy Longhua Treasure Tree, a Taoist in Tsing Yi sat safely. Three-flowered clouds appeared on his head, gradually infecting the surroundings, and the hazy clouds of smoke made this place a realm outside the transcendent Amitabha Dharma.

Shen Lian closed his eyes, and an illusory river began to emerge in the depths of his Dao heart.

His mind traced back along the river, witnessing the past.

Of course, this is not really going back to the past, after all, given that he had already cut off the eons ten thousand years ago, no one has the ability to break through that barrier, even if he is no exception now.

What's more, even if you break through the blockade, you will have to face the supreme calamity that was borne by Shen Lian alone.

The river of time in the heart of the Tao is a product of dreams, relying on the past, but not the past, which is the ultimate mystical embodiment of the Great Dream Heart Sutra.

Shen Lian planned to take a good look at the Bodhi Patriarch here and explore the clues of the Bodhi Tree.

Suddenly, the picture changed, the sky was like water, and the waves were green.

Under the moonlit night, there were only two Daoists facing each other, it was Shen Lian and Yanxu.

Reminiscing about the years, Shen Lian saw this scene again, and there were countless emotions in his heart, this was the moment that decided history, but it was a pity that no one could understand the far-reaching meaning at that time. It's just that the ending is already doomed and cannot be changed.

With the opening of the space-time tunnel, Shen Lian and Yanxu entered Lingtai Fangcun Mountain without distinguishing between front and back.

The shocking waterfall that rushed out of the canyon, as well as the behemoth mountain, every minute of it appeared again in Shen Lian's eyes, all of which looked extremely mysterious, which he couldn't taste at that time.

It's just that at that time, Yanxu could hide in the mountains, but at this time, it was difficult to hide in Shen Lian's eyes. In this illusory past, Shen Lian still has the perspective of mixed yuan Wuji in the end.

But he didn't manipulate his past body, and still followed the original development of things, and in the end, Shen Lian was once again trapped in the demon barrier according to Yan Xu's calculations.

He thought that after a while, he would be able to meet Patriarch Bodhi.

But after a long, long time, there was a sudden explosion in the past, and everything disappeared, where can I still see the Bodhi Patriarch as before.

Shen Lian woke up from his dream and coughed violently, spitting out blood. The spirit of perfection and infinity has also dimmed a lot.

In the end, he was still oppressed by Amitabha's will, and he forced himself to spy on another Taoist master, and finally suffered a loss.

The incredibleness of the Taoist Lord was reflected at this time, and it was able to erase the traces in his heart, which was a new harvest and deepened his understanding of the Taoist Lord.

Shen Lian wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve robe, a few mouthfuls of blood, in exchange for this kind of experience, it was worth it.

After only a few breaths, he was completely satisfied, and once again manifested the past in the Dao heart, and he still did not believe that the Dao Master could completely erase the traces.

Because covering one clue will inevitably leave another clue. Peel back the cocoon, and you can always get a glimpse of the truth.

Even if he can't see the true ~ phase of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain in the end, he can grasp a little more of the Bodhi Patriarch's intent, which is also useful for him to search for traces of the Bodhi tree in the Pure Land of Bliss.

Shen Lian was complacent, and kept trying under the Longhua Treasure Tree where Maitreya had attained enlightenment, but there was no one in the Buddhist sect to stop him.

The disappearing Maitreya did not appear at this time, which is really weird.

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Above the South Heavenly Gate, the Taiji diagram has turned into a golden bridge, spanning the void, and even the surging heavenly river is also flowing under the golden bridge~.

Yang Jian was dressed in a water cloud suit, wearing carefree shoes, holding a three-pointed two-edged knife on the bank of the Tianhe River, looking at the depths of the Tianhe River with peaceful eyes, which was the entrance of Qingshuitian. Qingshui Daojun, who is like a girl, is like Anzhi Tinglan, depressed and Qingfang, and does not look at Yang Jian, but he does not plan to come out.

Yang Jian, the Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch who shook the universe, was really in a cold sweat at this time, even if the injuries left after the last battle for the Heavenly Gate had recovered, but facing the Qingshui Dao Monarch who had beaten him into reincarnation for ten thousand years again, there was still a shadow.

It's just that he had to guard the Heavenly Realm, make time for Master Xuandu and Master Yuding Daoren, and prevent Shen Tianjun from finding the Bodhi Tree.

If Shen Tianjun obtains an enlightenment similar to that of a Buddha from under the Bodhi tree, Shen Tianjun may become a general trend of his own, higher than Xuandu and Jizang, and win the final decisive battle.

The hateful thing is that at this point, Buddhism will not be too attentive and fight to the death with Shen Tianjun.

Of course, those ancient existences, if they didn't have a supreme treasure to protect themselves, I am afraid that they would not have the courage to face Shen Tianjun. Recalling Shen Lian's invincible demeanor when he fought for the gate of the heavenly realm, Yang Jian still had palpitations.

At this time, he couldn't help but think of the monkey, what did it understand at the beginning, and it was so free and sprinkling away. He had a hunch in his heart that the monkey might have surpassed him, which was enough to make Shen Lian fearful.

Only when you have practiced to such a pinnacle today will you understand how difficult it will be with every step you take, even if you pay all the hardships of your previous practice, you can be content if you can take a step forward.

Therefore, Yang Jian was more or less envious of the monkey in his heart, and secretly sad.

The only thing to be thankful for now is that Qing Shui Daojun no longer seems to have any plans to make a move for Shen Lian.

Just as he was thinking about it, the long bell alarmed the nine heavens and ten earths.

A white cloud came leisurely, and it had reached the golden bridge, and there was a young man in white standing on it, with a bell hanging from his waist, from which the bell came.

It was the voice of the Heavenly Gate, and Yang Jian would never forget it for the rest of his life.

The power of the bell made the golden bridge shake.

Xuandu was dressed in the clothes of the Yellow Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and his air was circulating, standing on the golden bridge, and his eyes looked coldly at the young man in white.

That kind of look is enough to teach any heavenly immortal to be wiped out.

The young man in white also lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was avoiding the sharpness of Xuandu's eyes.

The Yuding Dao people did not appear, but the pressure of Pangu Banner was overwhelming, and it could destroy this obstacle that did not know the height of the sky at any time with the power of thunder.

"Qingdi, you dare to stop me, how dare you stop me. Xuandu's voice was indifferent, standing on the golden bridge and looking down at Ye Liuyun, like the Supreme of the Ages, the incarnation of the Great Dao.

Ye Liuyun Qingjun's face did not have a trace of fear, and he smiled gently: "There is probably nothing in this world that I dare not do. ”

His voice was very steady, not half excited, but there was another kind of confidence that Xuan couldn't ignore, it was not only the confidence that the Gate of Heaven brought to the Green Emperor, but also the characteristics of the Green Emperor himself.

This famous Heavenly Emperor-level figure does have a quality that is difficult to ignore.

But the reason why Xuandu resisted the desire to make a move is not only here.

He looked to the east, a bright moon was rising, there were osmanthus trees, there were concubines, and more importantly, a young man was pulling a bow and aiming at him.

The young man's face looked ordinary, but when he held the bow, he had an incomparably flamboyant look, which was unbelievable.

In heaven and on earth, this bow is not missing.