The Buddhist Dharma enters the ears faintly, like a dream of reincarnation, and the sutra thoughts enter the heart, like a child dreaming back.

Henggu Lingguan Hall, in the gurgling years.

When the powerful men listened to the Dharma, it was as real as in a dream, as if they were intoxicated, and when the golden light shrouded their bodies, their magical power surged and they gained a lot.

In this way, a thousand years passed.

And the only strange person in Lingguan Palace, Xiao Chen, slept for a full thousand years without getting any benefits.

A moment later, the ancient Buddha Ran Deng finished speaking a chapter of the sutra and paused.

Gujing Wubo's eyes squinted at Xiao Chen, who was sleeping soundly. His lips trembled slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

This Buddhist ancestor, who would create something that could fight against the forces of heaven and earth in the future, must have remembered Xiao Chen.

Not long after, the spirits of the powerful men returned from the mysteries of the scriptures, and one by one they recovered their original bodies.

Some of them have gained a lot of insights and their magic power has been greatly improved.

Some are very upset, hating that their wisdom is not deep enough to understand the mysteries of the scriptures.

But even so, the powerful men in Lingguan Hall who have listened to the Buddhist teachings for thousands of years also know that the benefits obtained within a thousand years are far greater than the improvement in the three realms for ten thousand years.

At this moment, listen to the faint words of the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng: "Once you speak for a thousand years, listen and you will realize. Five thousand years later, continue to speak!"

The voice of Eternal Ancient Netherworld came clearly every word. After listening to it, all the powerful men were about to thank the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng.

But I saw that the true body of the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng merged with the Ran Ran Sandalwood and turned into nothingness. I don’t know where it went.

The strong men's thoughts were surging and undecided. In order to thank the Ancient Buddha for his teachings, they all moved towards the entrance of Lingguan Hall to worship.

"Come again after a thousand years."

After all the strong men got up, they were all prepared to come back next time.

At this moment, there was a chirping sound in Lingguan Hall, which surprised everyone.

They all discovered that in front of the Zhunti Taoist futon, a young man with a beautiful face and eyes closed, not only did not say goodbye to the ancient Buddha of Lighting Lights, but he was still sleeping soundly.

"Fellow Immortal Xiao Chen!"

Beside, Taoist Zhunti called softly.

At this moment, Xiao Chen rubbed his groggy eyes and looked around.

After getting up, he stretched out a long way and looked at the place where the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng was giving lectures.

"Have you finished speaking? Then I can go back!"

The ghost palace was as silent as still water running deep. Although Xiao Chen's voice was small, his words could be heard clearly in the ears of all the powerful men.

Afterwards, the Lingguan Hall suddenly became noisy.

Seeing that Xiao Chen still looked like he had just woken up, the voices of discussion arose in confusion.

"That little baby is so young that he lights up the lamp and preaches scriptures, but he actually sleeps!"

"Yeah, looking at it this way, he probably didn't hear a word and slept for a thousand years!"

"Hey, originally I was envious of him for reaching the realm of Immortal Emperor at such a young age. It seems that he will definitely die young in the future!"

"Thanks to his master's deliberate design, he first snatched the futon and refused to sit on it, and then he fell asleep in the Lingguan Hall! It's so chilling!"

"Mud can't hold up the wall, that's all!"

At this time, the strong men in the Lingguan Hall began to make sarcastic and critical remarks.

Most of them are saying that Xiao Chen is ignorant, lazy and does not understand accidents.

Donghuang Taiyi on the side looked at Xiao Chen who looked lazy and unrepentant, and his face turned red and black with anger.

"Nephew, you are really a little ungrateful!" Fire God Zhu Rong said with some disappointment.

"With such an opportunity, there are countless people outside Jinfo Mountain who are looking forward to having a seat, and you..." Yun Zhongjun kept shaking his head.
Chapter completed!