Chapter 958
"In the legend, the golden Buddha is the most precious, and the purple Buddha is the most respected...Purple Buddha, this...how is this possible?"

At the moment when the fallen leaf saintess knelt down, Shengtian Buddha muttered to himself with an excited and fanatical expression.

Originally, his Purdue was just to purify the mind of Yan Futi, Ye Yun.

From then on, let him have kind thoughts and compassion in his heart, so as to reduce the demons in his future practice.

If Ye Yun has the right opportunity to get close to Buddhism from now on, then he can formally join the Holy Buddha School.

However, what Shengtian Buddha did not expect was that.

He only used the supernatural power of Purdue, but Purdue produced a true Buddha.

And this true Buddha turned out to be the legendary purple color!
The purple true Buddha is indescribably expensive and extremely mysterious, and it only stays in legends.

In the nearly tens of millions of years of history, no purple Buddha appeared in the entire sacred land.

Once the purple Buddha appears, for Buddhist monks like them, even if their realm is higher than the opponent, they will not be able to resist the sense of oppression brought by the purple Buddhist aura.

This is like the dragon blood.

Facing the purple Buddhas behind Ye Yun, the Holy Heaven Buddha felt tremendous pressure and had to kneel down.

This feeling is like facing the Great Buddha King.

Although he knelt down to a monk in the realm of the gods, the Holy Heaven Buddha did not feel wronged in the slightest. On the contrary, he was fanatical in his heart, and there was an extremely hot sense of admiration in the depths of his eyes.

The yoga god also knelt down.

She also practices Buddhism, and has no resistance to Zifo.

Master Hongyun, on the other hand, has not yet come to his senses.

As for the other female disciples of the Holy Buddha Sect on the fairy boat, they also knelt on the boat one after another, not daring to raise their heads.

"It's broken, I used too much force..."

Looking at this scene, Ye Yun frowned and shook his head secretly.

Originally, he only wanted to show a special effect of the Buddha Sect to frighten the Holy Heaven Buddha of the Holy Buddha Sect. What he didn't expect was that the special effect was too strong, and it drove everyone into a trance.

"This Maha Infinity Sutra is really the supreme scripture of the Buddhist sect! The purple god Buddha cultivated will have a huge suppressive effect on Shengtian Buddha and others. This kind of suppression is equivalent to the bloodline of the ancestor dragon on the dragon clan. suppression of..."

Ye Yun thought to himself.

Thinking of this, he waved his hand lightly, and the purple gods and Buddhas in the sky disappeared in an instant.

All the pressure disappeared in an instant.

"What are you all kneeling on the ground for? Didn't you just do a Purdue? Do you all want to worship me as a teacher?"

Ye Yun said with a smile on his hands behind his back.

Shengtian Buddha stood up, his face was blushing, and he was speechless.

The same is true for the fallen leaf saint.

The yoga deity stood up and looked at Ye Yun in disbelief, the expression on his face was still in extreme shock.

"God of Yoga, do you feel that it is completely unreasonable for a Purdue to create a purple Buddha?"

Ye Yun turned his gaze and asked with a smile.

"This is very unreasonable. How could you achieve such a high achievement in such a short period of time?"

The yoga deity turned pale, and looked at Ye Yun in horror.

The more she thought about it, the more terrifying she felt.

How could this kind of purple Buddha appear on the body of a Jambudvipa?
Is God blind?
A strong man in the God-King Realm with profound Dharma like Shengtian Buddha can't reach the realm of Purple Buddha even after practicing for a lifetime.

But this Yan Futi, who is full of five poisons and has a stubborn nature, how could he successfully break through to the legendary realm of Purple Buddha in less than an hour?

And the powerful aura released by the Purple Buddha, even a high-level powerhouse like the Holy Heaven Buddha, could not resist at all.

I can only fall to the ground and worship.

This is the suppression of pure Buddhism, not a confrontation of strength.

……

The more the yoga deity thought about it, the more afraid he became. He always felt immersed in a dream and hadn't woken up yet.

"I asked you to take charge of the cooking class, but in the end they all became special forces, er, that seems to be the reason..." Ye Yun smiled slightly, and said something inexplicable.

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Ye Yun smiled casually, and then said: "Things in this world are so wonderful, if I say that only Jambudvipa can achieve Purple Buddha, would you believe me?"

"..."

The yoga god was speechless.

She also didn't know whether she should believe in Jambudvipa to become the Purple Buddha.

"I believe!"

Shengtian Buddha said loudly.

He looked closely at Ye Yun with a fanatical expression, as if he was a senior fan.

"I believe it too, master."

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves also spoke, and her gaze on Ye Yun became brighter and brighter, and there was a sense of worship in the brightness.

Seeing that the pair of master and apprentice had been completely limped by him, Ye Yun frowned and smiled awkwardly.

"Actually... I should thank the Holy Heaven Buddha. After all, your Purdue made me become the Purple Buddha. Although I just entered the threshold of the Purple Buddha, in fact, my level of Buddhism is far superior to others!"

Ye Yun put away his smile and said lightly.

"Lord Buddha, what you said is absolutely true!"

Shengtian Buddha clasped his hands together and said respectfully.

now.

He no longer had a condescending demeanor.

"What did you call me?"

Ye Yun raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.

"I call you Lord Buddha, the master of all Buddhas in the world.

Only a noble purple Buddha like you is the pinnacle of the sacred land of Buddhism! "

Shengtian Buddha said with a serious face, and the expression on his face became more and more fanatical.

"Okay! This title... I accept it!"

After thinking about it, Ye Yun agreed.

He already has several identities in the sacred land, and now it is nothing to add another identity of Buddha Lord.

Too many lice are not afraid to bite.

Ye Yun's mentality is like this now.

And the Maha Infinity Sutra he practiced, in terms of the level of his skills, indeed surpassed the level of Buddhism and Taoism in the sacred land.

Seeing that Shengtian Buddha had already called Ye Yun the Lord of the Buddha, the little face of the yoga deity suddenly turned pale.

She suddenly remembered that as long as Purdue succeeds, she will become a shoulder-beating maid.

"Hey!"

Ye Yun saw through the mind of the yoga god at a glance, and said with a very playful smile: "Yoga god, come and beat the shoulders of this Buddha Lord!"

The yoga deity froze for a moment, stepped forward, but stopped again.

"Yoga, I, a member of the Holy Buddha Sect, will do what I say!"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves said softly, while speaking, she slowly walked towards Ye Yun.

The yoga deity gritted his teeth and had no choice but to follow.

The saint is ready to sacrifice herself to be the buddha's companion, but she is just a shoulder-beating servant girl. In terms of sacrifice, she is far lighter than the saint.

"Yoga, serve the Lord Buddha well!"

Shengtian Buddha glared sharply at the yoga deity, and said bluntly.

"I understand, Holy Heaven Buddha."

The yoga deity shivered, nodded quickly and said.

The skill of speaking.

She and the Saintess of Fallen Leaves, the two beauties had already walked to the left and right sides of Ye Yun.

The yoga deity stretched out his fist and lightly beat Ye Yun's shoulder.

"Work hard, haven't you eaten, yoga god?"

Ye Yun drank in a low voice.

"I..." The yoga deity blushed, bowed his head, and gained a little strength in his hands.

Feeling the comfort on his shoulders, Ye Yun moved out a chair and sat on it, then took out a purple tobacco rod, lit it, took a light puff, and then showed a satisfied expression on his face.

call……

A wisp of green smoke spit out from Ye Yun's mouth.

"Cough cough!"

Smelling the smell of smoke, the Saintess of Fallen Leaves couldn't help coughing twice.

"Is this really a purple Buddha?"

The saint of fallen leaves looked at Ye Yun who was puffing out the clouds, and a special feeling emerged in her heart that could not be expressed.

How did Yan Futi, who is so full of five poisons, cultivated into a purple Buddha!

Is it fake?
Is everything in front of me an illusion? !
(End of this chapter)

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