Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

The days of worshiping the God Pavilion were still very ordinary, and they did not change because of the arrival of a monk.

Dayan banned the spread of Taoism and Buddhism, but it did not mean to kill the two Taoisms, it just prohibited the spread of the Dharma.

In fact, as long as the Dharma is not spread openly, the Chaos Suppression Office will not pursue the matter thoroughly if there are a few people preaching occasionally.

After all, there are people who practice Buddhism and Taoism within the Pingluan Division.

"Master, do you want to teach the little goddess the power?"

On the fourth floor of the God Worship Pavilion, in the main hall, Wang Moyun was holding a tea cup, his face was solemn, showing no emotion or anger, and he just said lightly.

"Don't you know that the emperor is compiling a new practice to replace the old practice of Taoism and Buddhism?"

Eighteen years is not a long time, but Dayan's changes to the system also left other major sects and other dynasties dumbfounded.

The eyes of these forces are all staring at every move of the Great Yan Dynasty.

The only thing that has not yet been implemented is the newly cultivated method. This is also the reason why monks, Dharma and Taoism have not been cut off in Great Yan.

However, including the Liang Dynasty, the Yuhua Dynasty, and even other major sects, they all knew that Dayan wanted to compile a new method.

In the past eighteen years, there have been spiritual phase practitioners from various major sects, ranging from the emperor Lin Yilong to the original seventy-two passes.

These people all gathered in Dayan Emperor City and compiled and revised day and night.

"Does the Pavilion Master also believe such a boast?"

The boy in red clothes put down his tea cup. When he heard this, he shook his head and laughed: "Time has passed, and history has also had gaps. Few people know the origin of Buddhism and Taoism."

Wang Moyun held the cup and listened.

"The ancient era began with the establishment of the Nine Immortals Emperor's Court and the creation of the gods. It has been a total of 12,000 epochs."

"However, among all the eras, the Genesis Era is the shortest. The Nine Immortals Era, the Ancient Era, the Demon Era, and the Chaos Era are all extremely long..."

The red-clothed boy spoke calmly, describing all the things in the past years like a treasure, showing the vicissitudes of life and the atmosphere of antiquity: "However, Tao and Buddha have existed for a long time, but they far exceed this number."

"Want to open a new building?"

"Why is Great Yan?"

The saying that Dayan wants to start a new cultivation is known to all the world.

However, countless people, including the Great Yan Dynasty, did not believe it.

This is true even if there is the Taoist Hongxuan who is suspected of knocking on the immortal gate behind Dayan.

The reason is that the two lines of Buddhism and Taoism are too ancient, and they have never been cut off.

It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is the essence of countless practitioners since ancient times.

It is also the way to truly achieve immortality and become transcendent and holy.

Since ancient times, there have been countless heresies, but there are only a few that can truly cultivate to the state of immortality.

"Many eras..."

Wang Moyun and others didn't pay much attention to it at first, but they were unconsciously attracted by what was revealed in the monk's words.

My mind was shaken.

An era is one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years.

According to legend, this number is the limit of longevity in the human world, and it is also the node for the exchange of old and new eras.

In the eyes of ancient gods and demons, this era is counted as their own years.

One century and one year old.

In the eyes of gods and demons, human beings are no different from weeds on the roadside. They are nothing more than short-lived species that live and die.

"The emperor is extremely talented and cannot fail to understand this truth. The reason why he does this must be because he has this confidence."

Wang Moyun said expressionlessly.

He was talking about the emperor, but he actually knew very well that the person behind all this was his teacher.

"You talk a little more."

The boy in red clothes rarely joins the world and is rarely a teacher, so he can't help but say a few words.

But then, he became a little alert and felt that he had made a mistake. After smiling, he changed the topic.

"I think Miss, her wisdom is so great that this young monk can't accept her as a disciple. It's not in vain to teach her a magical power. This kind of Buddhist talent is worth it."

For seven days in the mansion, the boy in red clothes naturally not only lived here, but also had many temptations. Although now, he is still not absolutely sure, he is still 70% sure that he has confirmed the true identity of the Supreme Buddha.

Next, it’s time to teach magical powers.

Anyone who inherits the Buddhist teachings will never be able to surpass their predecessors. He firmly believes in this.

Even if Buddhism has eternal great fortune, the supreme Buddha who is the last to care will never be able to threaten the Buddha once he accepts the Buddha's Dharma.

In fact, all the cultivation practices of the Supreme Buddha will eventually become the foundation of the Buddha's enlightenment!

"Let's not talk about this for now."

Wang Moyun put down his teacup. He preferred to let his teacher teach his children.

Instead of letting a wild monk of unknown origin teach.

Although this monk seems unfathomable.

Luo Yuling, however, did not dwell on any magical powers or inheritance. After Wang Moyun spoke, she also spoke: "Seven days have passed. I don't know, master, what can I do?"

"This matter is difficult to say and easy to say."

The boy in red clothes shook his head slightly.

Wang Moyun frowned slightly: "How do you say this?"

"It's easy now, it's easy. As long as your noble master is willing, he can practice the Dharma at any time. It's difficult and difficult at the same time. Why would he be willing?"

The red-clothed boy took a cup of tea and drank lightly, and then said with confidence: "Your Majesty, your silence for many years is not an illness, it's just a reluctance, that's all!"

The boy in red is extremely casual.

He has lived in Mount Sumeru for a long time, and often resides between the brows of the Buddha. Although his cultivation may not be stronger than those of the Bodhisattvas, his vision is not bad.

No illness or disaster can be hidden from his discernment.

During the seven days, while testing the identity of the two people, he also took a look at the black-haired boy.

Although he didn't pay much attention, he could see the root cause of the disease.

But his mind at this time was no longer on that boy, and he didn't care whether he was arrogant or for other reasons.

"This...how is this possible?"

Wang Moyun and Luo Yuling looked at each other, first in disbelief, and then a little doubtful.

This statement was so exposed that it didn't seem like a lie.

"Yes or no, we will know later."

The red-clothed boy smiled slightly and disappeared into the main hall in full view of everyone.

Both Wang Moyun and Wang Moyun were focused on him.

But at this time, none of them realized how this person left the God Worship Pavilion, and they were suddenly shocked.

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Then, Luo Yuling pointed a finger, and the water-like sword light quickly circled around the table and chairs.

Then there was a clatter, and a dusty seed fell onto the table.

"Is this a magical seed!?"

Looking at the seed, Wang Moyun's steps towards the seed stopped immediately. He looked back at his wife.

Luo Yuling groaned and was pushed out of the main hall by an invisible force.

"Seed of supernatural power!!"

Wang Moyun's words had not yet landed, but they were already pushed out of the main hall.

Then, he suddenly looked up and saw many gorgeous colors flashing past in the main hall!

He didn't know what those seven colors were, but he had seen this item that contained magical powers.

Saw it in Shenting Fairy Net!
"Is that monk also the inheritor of the divine seed?"

Wang Moyun was a little surprised and confused in his heart, but because of the Shenting Immortal Network, he had become less wary of the monk.

While he was thinking about it, he heard his wife scold him lightly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw his daughter arriving in the main hall at some unknown time.

Immediately afterwards, a seven-color branch quickly disappeared into the center of his eyebrows! (End of chapter)