I, signed in Wannian, was exposed by the beautiful apprentice

Chapter 986 Do you still remember Yougu Realm?
The clones of Buddha Flame Root are scattered all over the vast sacred land, countless.

These avatars are relatively unfamiliar to Nagarjuna Buddha.

His body is a Wukong tree, and the original roots don't have so many clones, nor are they so powerful.

But after the root hair was taken away by the mysterious man, he didn't know what the mysterious man did to the root hair, and his root hair began to evolve crazily.

Although the root body of the Buddha Flame was fused, Nagarjuna Buddha also found that the Buddha Flame Root was in a state of madness, the original memory was fragmented, and it was difficult to find clues of the mastermind behind the scenes.

The only thing he knows is that there are too many clones of Buddha Flame Root, all over the sacred land, all of them are in a hidden state.

In a hurry, Nagarjuna Buddha looked back and found that the killing god holding the sword was not far away from him.

The muscles in his face twitched.

This terrifying guy has been chasing after him, and it seems that he has to kill himself before giving up.

"I absolutely can't die. Lord Infinite Light asked me to come down to the divine land just to find this second purple Buddha, and at the same time find out the reason why this person became a purple Buddha. If I die like this, how should I explain to the Lord Buddha? "

A thought emerged in Nagarjuna Buddha's mind.

There is an astonishing secret hidden in this Yan Futi.

What this person practiced was also the Maha Infinite Sutra.

The most frightening thing is that the immeasurable mysteries of Buddhism mastered by this person, although weaker than his own, can be seen as true.

The so-called true transmission is like the personal transmission of the World Honored One.

This puzzled Nagarjuna Buddha.

Without the personal teaching of the World Honored One, how did this guy succeed in cultivating far away in the divine land?
There must be an amazing secret hidden in him!
As a disciple of Lord Amitayus, Nagarjuna Buddha must find a way to understand the reason.

Thinking of this, Nagarjuna Buddha became ruthless, and the speed of tearing the void became faster.

And the wounds on his body have scabbed over at this moment.

Well, seven seven eight eight.

His body is an empty tree with powerful regeneration ability.

After flying out of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Domain.

Feeling it silently, Nagarjuna Buddha suddenly fell from mid-air and plunged into the underground space.

"Did it go into the dirt?"

Ye Yun flew into the sky, with a smile on his face, and looked down.

After entering the ground, Nagarjuna Buddha's speed became faster, and the thick soil did not form resistance.

"As I expected, he wants to fuse all the avatars, but there are so many avatars scattered all over the sacred land, I don't know how long it will take to fuse..."

Ye Yun said softly, with a helpless smile on his face at the same time.

With a flash of his figure, he also fell from mid-air and burrowed into the soil.

The fusion of Buddha Flame Root and Nagarjuna Buddha has begun to gather clones, which is a good thing for Ye Yun.

He will not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Nagarjuna dived all the way for thousands of miles, and then began to move sideways in a certain direction.

Ye Yun followed behind.

Although the soil deep in the ground gave him resistance, its resistance effect was negligible and could not slow him down.

"Near here, there are actually two avatars of the God Realm..."

Nagarjuna Buddha was overjoyed.

Under his strong appeal, two khaki rays of light flew towards him from two directions.

It's only half a stick of incense.

Two rays of light merged into his body successively, which made Nagarjuna Buddha's aura rise again.

"Hehe, I would like to thank the mysterious person who cut me with a sword back then. Without him, how could my roots have so many clones?"

Nagarjuna smiled slightly, full of confidence in his heart.

There is no doubt that the guy behind has been unable to catch up with him, especially when he entered the depths of the ground and was blocked by mud, the opponent's speed seemed to be slightly affected.

Although it is not obvious, if you chase after it for a long time, you will naturally open up some distance.

and so.

Now Nagarjuna Buddha felt relieved.

As long as he keeps looking for clones and merging them into the deity, his strength can be continuously improved.

Especially find more clones of the God King Realm. In this way, once his cultivation reaches the tenth level of the God King Realm, or half a step into the God King Realm, he can easily suppress the guy behind him.

Nagarjuna Buddha kept galloping underground, and Ye Yun followed him calmly.

The two chased and fled, walking through the vast underground of the divine land.

Time passed quickly.

Seven days have passed in a flash.

Nagarjuna Buddha successively fused seventy or eighty clones of Buddha flame roots, but they were all clones of some gods.

Although the strength has been improved, there is still a huge gap with Nagarjuna Buddha's previous vision.

"That's not possible..."

Nagarjuna Buddha was a little anxious.

If this progress continues, he will not be able to overwhelm the guy behind him in terms of strength in ten or eight years.

"Flame root!"

A divine consciousness of Nagarjuna Buddha instantly entered the world of Buddha Flame Root's sea of ​​consciousness.

Although he fused Buddha Flame Root, in fact, the two of them did not carry out the fusion of spiritual consciousness.

After all, after thousands of years, this Buddha Flame Root is no longer his former root system, it has already been transformed and evolved into another appearance.

And this Buddha Flame Root has always been in a state of madness, and was forcibly suppressed by Nagarjuna Buddha.

"Don't suppress this seat?"

In the sea of ​​consciousness, a commoner boy stood in the Buddha's light, his face was crazy, he looked at the purple monk opposite, and let out a sneer.

"You and I are one, the reason why I suppress you is because you are unstable..."

Nagarjuna sighed.

The Buddha Flame Root in the Sea of ​​Consciousness has been suppressed by him, and the state of madness has been restrained.

"Thousands of years ago, although you and I were one body, I had good luck later, and I was already a brand new life body. It was my mistake to be fused by you this time!"

The clothed boy sneered.

Nagarjuna's face brightened, and he said hopefully, "You still remember what happened thousands of years ago!"

"Remember a little, but not much."

The clothed boy said coldly.

He really only remembered a little bit. After all, his memory was fragmented now, and he couldn't remember many things clearly.

Including who made him evolve and what method was used to make him evolve, he didn't know these processes at all.

Nagarjuna Buddha looked serious, and said calmly: "The Jambudvipa in the back has been chasing after him all the time. His swordsmanship is profound, and he is extremely good. He can have a huge destructive effect on our physical body..."

"So what? It's you, an old ghost, who died, not me!"

The clothed boy sneered.

"I will not die, this ray of my consciousness can leave the world of Divine Land at a critical moment..."

Nagarjuna Buddha said bluntly with a cold face.

The commoner boy was silent, as if he was recalling something.

After a while, he raised his head, the madness on his face reduced a little, and he said coldly: "Leaving the divine land? Are you kidding me? Can you return to Yougu Realm?"

"Do you still remember Yougu Realm?"

Nagarjuna was slightly startled, and then his eyes were in a trance, as if recalling the extremely ancient past.

"I can't remember clearly, but I remember that Wukong Tree came from Yougu Realm, isn't that correct?"

The commoner boy spread his hands and said.

"You are right, the Wukong tree is not a species of the sacred soil, but comes from the remote ancient world!"

Although Nagarjuna Buddha looked indifferent, but when he recalled his hometown, there was a trace of loneliness on his face.

(End of this chapter)