Xianwu star

Chapter 888 World Honored
Great Holy!

Wang Zheng called the little holy ape the little sage, so the old one is naturally the great sage.

Just like the great saint in his heart, in his powerful and uncontrollable body, there is the wisdom of Buddha and the killing of demons, and there is even more human warmth in it.

This kind of contradiction made the Dou Zhan Shenghuang that Wang Zheng saw became flesh and blood, instead of the unrivaled powerhouse that was only heard in the legend.

"Is it a chance... I'm afraid the wise eyes of the World Honored One have been watching this place long ago?"

The sky and the earth were silent, and the stars were dim. Wang Zheng looked up at the sky, as if he felt the majestic and wise eyes from beyond the sky.

It's a chance for the little monkey to be the big monkey. Perhaps this relationship, like father like son, is probably a kind of destiny.

After a long time, Wang Zheng suddenly shook his head and chuckled, "Is the Great Sage coming back? Oh shit..."

As soon as a bold idea rose in Wang Zheng's mind, he suddenly saw a big golden hand grabbing towards him from afar.

The big golden hand covered the sky and the sun, and the soft Buddha light gave Wang Zheng an irresistible and irresistible illusion in his heart.But Wang Zheng's primordial spirit power filled the heaven and earth, and he suddenly found that the golden palm seemed to be seen only by himself.

The next moment, Wang Zheng was completely enveloped by the golden Buddha's light, and next to his ears was the sound of Sanskrit singing that seemed to come from all heavens and worlds, but it didn't seem noisy. Under the golden light, Wang Zheng was like a blind man, except for the strong Buddhist voice. The truth is, everything is inaudible, invisible, and intangible.

Wang Zheng, who was the pinnacle of the human world and the supreme celestial being, faced this golden palm like a doll, without any resistance at all.

But fortunately, Wang Zheng knew that this was a method from that person from Leiyin Temple.In this world, without the permission of that person, it is absolutely impossible for people from the outside to infiltrate their power.

It was the result of all sorts of unrepeatable coincidences that my own Heaven-Sinking Sword could appear here.And that one, from a certain point of view, is a great favor to himself.

If it weren't for his scriptures resounding deep in the soul and cleansing the soul, Wang Zheng might not be able to understand his original heart at that time, and he would kill everything and deceive the sky by luck.

Therefore, facing his methods, Wang Zheng did not have any resistance.Of course, he is also very clear that even if he resists by himself, it is useless...

Inside Wuzhi Mountain, Dou Zhan Shenghuang felt something, and grinned: "You old bald donkey, I have accepted your great favor, so what if I get out of trouble in the future and enter your Buddhist gate to be a guardian? It means that it is worth letting you show up in person."

After the golden Buddha light gradually dissipated, Wang Zheng's various perceptions were regained control.Looking around, I realized that I didn't know when I appeared in an endless Buddhist kingdom.

This Buddhist kingdom is empty and quiet. Just standing here gives Wang Zheng a sense of peace of mind.
Falling flowers are colorful, Wang Zheng walked forward following the premonition given to him by the martial arts spirit, following the fragrance all over the ground.After a while, Wang Zheng saw an ancient Qingdeng temple.

The temple is small and well-equipped.At the door, a linden tree rustled in the breeze.This scene is somewhat similar to the Leiyin Temple on Yinghuoxing in Shutian.

And under the bodhi tree, there is a monk in white sitting cross-legged.Wang Zheng looked at the white-clothed monk, and the white-clothed monk also smiled at him.

But the strange thing is, no matter how Wang Zheng looked, he couldn't see the appearance of the white-clothed monk clearly, he could only see him smiling at himself.

"All living beings have all kinds of forms, and all living beings have no form..." For no reason, such a sentence suddenly came to Wang Zheng's mind.

Facing the white-clothed monk, Wang Zheng felt peaceful in his heart, and followed his example, sitting cross-legged facing him.Wang Zheng clasped his hands together, expressing his respect and gratitude:

"But the World Honored One in person?"

The monk smiled and nodded: "Almsgiver, you and I finally meet. The poor monk knows that you have many questions, but before answering your questions, the poor monk wants to tell you a story."

Facing this monk, Wang Zheng's heart was peaceful, he was not in a hurry, he nodded slightly when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "All ears."

"A long, long time ago, probably in the early days. At that time, the human race was weak, and it had always been the blood of those powerful races. However, the human race did not hesitate to improve itself. It has been constantly learning and imitating, and sorting out its own cultivation path.

In that era, the bones of the human race were full of blood.But there is a young man who is very strange, what he yearns for is peace..."

The monk's voice is like a clear spring flowing, and it is naturally pleasant to the ear.

"It's not just this young man who is strange, but also a golden cicada who has opened up his mind. He also yearns for peace. The body of the golden silkworm is the six-winged golden cicada that existed in the beginning. The sound of the cicada Think about it, everything is withered."

"Thus, by chance, the young man and Jin Chan became friends. Jin Chan was very powerful, and at that time he was at the level of a fairy, but the young man was weak, and he was just a human being with a lot of vitality. "

"One person and one cicada spent a happy time, but until one day, a speck of dust smaller than a small official entered the eyes of that young man, and everything changed."

"Because that speck of dust merged into his eyes, his eyes have been completely different since then, and the world in his eyes has become clearer than ever before."

"Similarly because of the incorporation of that speck of dust, there is an additional scripture in the minds of young people, a scripture that has no power, but contains endless wisdom, and excavates the truth, goodness and beauty."

"The young man shared the scriptures with Jin Chan, and Jin Chan relied on the scriptures to comprehend the truth. The two shared with each other, and finally the embryonic form of the way of Buddhist cultivation was born."

"And as the young man and Jin Chan became more and more powerful on that brand new path of cultivation, they each had their own followers and believers, and these people all firmly believed in the truth known as the Buddha. .And envelop Jin Chan and the young man as the Buddha."

"And with the appearance of believers, the young man was surprised to find that his eyes seem to be able to absorb the beliefs of believers, turning all kinds of impossibilities into possibilities, and even opening his eyes to illuminate the world."

As he spoke, the monk looked at Wang Zheng's right hand with a half-smile.

But at this moment, Wang Zheng, who was originally peaceful in his heart, was covered in hairs!He knew that the monk in front of him told this story definitely not aimlessly, but with a purpose.

As for his purpose...

Cold sweat even came out of Wang Zheng's forehead.

The Buddha has wisdom eyes, which contain infinite power and can illuminate the world.

This is something Wang Zheng knew before, but this is the first time he knows that the power source of this wisdom eye is the power of faith!
How similar this is to my God's right hand!

For the first time, for the first time, Wang Zheng felt that his background was completely stripped away, and all his foundations became so pale!

(End of this chapter)