Great Dao Ji

The divine light swept across the sea of ​​stars, and its light was bright and majestic.

Thousands of miles...hundreds of thousands of miles...hundreds of millions of miles...everywhere, filling the sky and the earth.

In an instant, the world was shocked, and the omnipresent spiritual energy boiled irresistibly at this moment, seeming to be cheering and worshiping.

The four seas that have not calmed down for a long time are boiling again, and billions of beasts are moving on the boundless land.

There is silence in the ten directions, and all living beings in all realms, heaven and earth, tremble, kowtow, and prostrate themselves to this place from afar.

In just one moment, the sound of Buddha's chanting that echoed in the heavens was completely suppressed.

Buzz!

The next moment, under the gaze of countless people, a brilliant will of the Supreme One descended from the sky, and the boundless galaxy passed by in one step, causing changes in the world and the world, and all kinds of strange phenomena came one after another.

Divine phoenixes dance, dragons fly across the sky, flowers float on the sky, and golden lotuses surge from the ground...

"The Emperor has come to the world!"

Above the Imperial Court, the Cangjin God Emperors had complicated expressions. In the Imperial Court, the gods were trembling.

roar!

In the vast ocean of the South China Sea, which was like a wave reaching the sky, dragons roared loudly, and thousands of blue dragons rose up from the abyss, intertwining with each other and turning into a sacred and majestic giant dragon gate.

Behind the dragon gate, there seemed to be a holy dragon lowering its eyes.

Woohoo~

In the quiet and cold passage, the sound of thousands of ghosts and gods suddenly wailing suddenly disappeared in a flash.

A pair of pale, colorless eyes slowly lit up, and in the indifferent and cold eyes, a vast and empty ghost city was reflected.

The ghost city stretched across a boundary and was indescribably large. At this time, in the empty ghost city, the sound of wailing ghosts and gods could also be heard, rising up into the sky like a substance, as if to tear the invisible barrier apart.

Reappear in the world.

"Di Yan...haha...hahaha..."

Above the boundless sea of ​​blood that spans the demon realm, the Lord of Freedom sits on a blood lotus, with the corners of his mouth raised. In the distance, there are demons and Asuras dancing wildly and roaring. The sea of ​​blood is restless, as if there are endless demons squirming in it.

"That's good, that's good."

At the top of Mount Sumeru, under the old tree, Miesheng put his hands on his knees, slowly closed his eyes, and allowed the infinite Buddha light to burst out, rushing straight towards the bullfight, as if turning into a golden bridge across all realms, heading towards the outer world. .

The heaven and the earth shook, but the whole world was silent.

Dazhou, Daliang, Yuhua...looking south, winning east, all over the world...the expressions of countless monks changed. The weak ones looked at the sky blankly, and the strong ones were also blank.

"They, they..."

On the Tianqi stage, Long Xingyi looked around blankly, seeing all the scenery, and felt cold all over his body. The palm holding the divine sword trembled, and his voice sounded like he was moaning:

"Are they coming back now?!"

no despair,

Even the emotional ups and downs disappeared.

Long Xingyi's body swayed and his mind went blank. At this moment, he almost lost all perception of the outside world.

This is a sight he has never seen in the future!

But he knew very well what the scene in front of him represented and what it meant.

The saint is born...

And, not one person, or maybe all of them!

"Familiar, yet strange."

Under the ancient Bodhi tree, Gautama muttered to himself: "It's just that I came a little early..."

He had seen this scene before in his 'other self'. Although it came earlier than he expected, it didn't surprise him too much.

Even, there is no wave in my heart.

In other words, he is also waiting for today.

"This breath..."

Among the dispersing smoke clouds, Yang Jian's face turned slightly pale.

As Xuan Xiao was suppressed, the Taoist disciples of the Taoist sect dispersed, and the Qingtian battle formation was naturally defeated. He was frightened by Gautama's misfortune, so he casually killed a group of them without actually pursuing them.

Feeling this seemingly familiar will, Yang Jian was a little frightened. He looked up to the sky, and in a daze, he felt that there seemed to be a god king lying in the clouds above the sky.

With an extremely calm gaze, he looked down at all living beings in the world, and also at himself.

"This era is really special and lively!"

The sound of heaven flows down, and it comes everywhere, and the majestic sound echoes in all the worlds and continents at the same time: "The great demon from outside the territory is sinister and sneaky..."

Above the nine heavens, among the clouds, Di Yan stood with his sword in hand. In his calm eyes, Gautama with his hands clasped under the old tree was reflected:

"And you, the fish that has been wandering in the interlayer of time and space for eternity!"

The mighty river has no beginning or end, runs through everything, is everywhere, is everywhere, from ancient times to the future, and all sentient beings are in it, but there will always be people who are lucky enough to be there.

They can jump out of the long river, but they may not be as high as them, but they can also wander in the mezzanine, confused, but they can still be regarded as immortal.

A fish that has been wandering for eternity?

Yang Jian's heart was shocked, and Gautama also frowned slightly, chewing on these words, thoughtfully: "Sage, do you recognize me?"

"Alive by Qi, immortal by combining Qi. As a swimming fish that has been wandering for thousands of years, I, the emperor, have some impressions. Unfortunately, you probably don't remember the past. After all, it is not very good. Whether you remember it or not, it seems to be irrelevant. "

After Mianqi, Di Yan's eyes flashed with ripples:

"Would you like to be the seventh sun in the world?"

He stared deeply at Gautama under the ancient tree.

Fishes wandering in time and space are rare, and there are only a few from ancient times to the present, and most of them are guided by them to reincarnate. This is also the origin of the first batch of 'near saints' in the world.

This swimming fish is not special, but at this time, it is enveloped by the ancient Bodhi tree...

boom!

The divine voice, without any disguise, also reverberated between heaven and earth at the same time. Many great monks who understood the meaning of the words were all shocked and their eyes sparkled.

The starry sea is boundless, and the stars are endless, but only the six suns are different from the ordinary.

The six suns toured the worlds, and the light sprinkled on the starry sea. They were not real stars, but the manifestation of the laws and principles. In other words, it was the saints' principles reflecting the heavens!

The seventh sun, what does this mean?

At this moment, the world became more and more silent, and the unknown places such as the Imperial Court, the Great Dragon Gate, and the Demon Realm were even more frighteningly quiet and terribly oppressive.

Above the Imperial Court, the eyes of the Cangjin gods were like fire, and their hearts were turbulent, and they even felt very unwilling.

It was agreed that the battle for the sainthood was promised to others like this? !

"The seventh sun..."

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little moved when he heard it, but then he shook his head, laughing at himself for not being able to cultivate his state of mind, and being disturbed by a word from others.

"Great temptation..."

Gautama's face moved slightly, as if he was tempted.

"Taoism, Buddha, God, demon, ghost, monster, you can go whichever way you want, but the opportunity only comes once, and it is limited to this moment."

Emperor Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking down indifferently:

"If you want to become a Buddha, then become a Buddha. If you want to become a demon, then become a demon! This is the sincerity of this emperor to you."

"It is indeed great sincerity, and there seems to be no reason to refuse... but..."

Gautama looked at the majestic god in the sky and said indifferently: "Four hundred years ago, I passed by the 'Linglong Dao', and it happened that the Linglong Dao City was expanding, and several small cities merged with it.

At that time, most people in the small cities were happy, but there was an old man sighing. I was curious when I saw it, and asked him why he was not happy but sighed..."

Emperor Yan said nothing indifferently.

Yang Jian, who fell to the ground, raised his voice: "What did the old man say? Why haven't I heard it?"

Gautama nodded slightly and said: "...The old man said that the unity of all cities is that Dao City needs all small cities, not that it is giving benefits to small cities...So at this time, the saints "give" me the holy position, what do I need to do?"

Gautama's heart is like a mirror, and he is unmoved.

He doesn't know what the saints want to do, but the "benefits" that can make the saints give up the "holy position" are so big, the things behind it are not small.

"It seems that you refused..."

Di Yan heard the words, his eyes flashed, but he sighed:

"You are very suitable, it's a pity."

"No."

Under the Bodhi tree, Gautama clasped his hands together, his eyes were calm, and his appearance was solemn:

"Such a good fortune, how can I refuse?"

Good night.