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

Thousand miles... Hundreds of thousands of miles... Billions of miles... All things come, all over the world.

In an instant, the world was shocked, and the ubiquitous inspiration was boiling irresistible at this moment, as if cheering and worshiping.

The four seas, which had not yet been calmed down, were boiling again, and billions of beasts moved on the vast land.

All directions are silent. Under all the worlds, all spiritual beings trembled, kowtowed, and bowed to this place from afar.

In just one moment, the sound of Buddha's music and Zen singing echoing in the heavens was completely suppressed.

Buzz!

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

The divine phoenix dances, the dragon spreads across the sky, the sky is filled with flowers, and the golden lotus gushes over the earth...

"The Emperor is here in the world!"

Above the imperial court, the Cangjin gods and emperors looked complicated, and the gods trembled in the imperial court...

roar!

In the vast ocean of the South China Sea, the roar of dragons is strong, and thousands of dragons rise in the abyss, intertwining and turning into a sacred and majestic dragon gate.

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

Woo ~

In a deserted and cold passage, thousands of ghosts and gods suddenly burst into tears and disappeared.

A pair of pale eyes without any strange colors slowly lit up, and a vast and empty ghost city reflected in the indifferent and cold eyes.

The ghost city runs across the world, so big that it is indescribable. At this time, in the empty ghost city, there are also sounds of ghosts and gods wailing, rising from the sky like a substance, as if torn apart the invisible barrier.

Reappearing in the world.

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

Above the sea of ​​blood that crisscrossed the demon realm like an endless stream, the Great Free Demon Lord sat upright on the Blood Lotus, his mouth curled up. In the distance, the heavenly demons Asura danced wildly and roared, and the sea of ​​blood was restless, as if endless demons were squirming in it.

"Good, good."

On the top of Mount Sumeru, under the old tree, Mie Sheng fell on his knees with his hands, slowly closed his eyes, allowing the infinite Buddha light to burst out, and rushed straight to the bullfighting, as if turning into a golden bridge across the world, heading out of the sky.

The heaven and earth shake, but the world is silent.

The Great Zhou, Daliang, Yuhua... Nanzhan, Dongsheng, the four seas... Countless monks changed their expressions, the weak looked at the sky in a daze, and the powerful were also confused.

"They, they..."

On the Tianqi Platform, Long Xingyi looked around in a daze. Seeing the scenery, he felt cold all over his body. His palm, holding the sword, trembled, and his voice was like moaning:

"Are they back now?"

No despair,

Even the ups and downs of emotions disappeared.

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

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

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

The saint has come to the world...

And, not one person, or maybe all!

“Familiar, and strange.”

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

He had seen this scene in "another self". Although it came a little earlier than he thought, it did not surprise him too much.

Even, there is no wave in my heart.

Or, he is also waiting for today.

"This breath..."

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

The Taoist sects, the Yuanshen Taoists, were suppressed by Xuanxiao, and the birds and beasts scattered. The Qingtian battle formation was naturally self-defeating. He was frightened by Gautama's incident and killed a group of them, but they did not really chase them.

Feeling this familiar will, Yang Jian was a little scared. He looked up at the sky and felt in a trance that there seemed to be a god king lying across the clouds above the sky.

Looking down at the sentient beings in the world with an extremely calm gaze, and also looking at yourself.

"This century is really special and lively!"

The sound of heaven flows, and everything comes. The grand sound of the world sounds at the same time among the continents: "The great demon outside the domain, the evil evil spirit..."

Above the nine heavens and in the sky, Emperor Yan stood with a sword, and in his calm eyes, Gautama with his hands clasped under the old tree:

"And you, the swimming fish that has wandered in the mezzanine of time and space!"

The vast river is surging without beginning or end, running through everything, reaching everything, omnipresent, and coming from eternity to the future, all sentient beings are in it, but there are also chances and chances.

If you can jump out of the long river or reach their height, you can wander in the mezzanine and be confused, but you can also be considered immortal.

A swimming fish that has wandered for thousands of years?

Yang Jian was shocked, and Gautama also frowned slightly, chewing on the sentence, thinking: "Sage, do you recognize me?"

"It is born from qi, and the qi will not die. I have a certain impression of the swimming fish that has wandered for thousands of years. Unfortunately, you probably don't remember the past. After all, it's not very beautiful, and it doesn't matter whether you remember it or not."

After the crown of the slaughter, a rippling ripples appeared in Di Yan's eyes:

"You are willing to become the seventh sun in the heavens?"

He stared deeply at Gautama under the ancient tree.

There are few fish wandering in time and space, and there are only a few of them since ancient times, and they are mostly guided 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 surrounded by the ancient Bodhi tree...

boom!

The divine sound without any concealment also echoed between heaven and earth at the same time. Many great monks who knew the meaning of the words all shook their bodies and their eyes burst out with light.

The sea of ​​stars is boundless, and the stars are always sandy, and only the six great suns are different from the common people.

The six-wheeled sun travels to all realms, and the light spreads to the starry sea. It is not the real star, but the manifestation of the various laws and Taoist aggregates. In other words, it is the saint's Taoist principles reflecting the heavens!

The seventh Yang, what does this mean?

At this moment, the world became quieter and quieter. The unknowable places such as the Emperor Court, the Great Dragon Gate, and the Demon Realm were even more terrifying and depressing.

Above the imperial court, the eyes of the Cangjin Gods and Emperors were as bright as fire, their minds were turbulent, and even a great reluctance arose.

It is agreed that the dispute over the throne is promised to others in this way?!

"The Seventh Yang..."

Yang Jian couldn't help but feel a little moved, but then shook his head, mocking himself for not being able to practice his mind, and he was confused and calmed down by a word.

"A great temptation..."

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

"Tao, Buddha, god, demon, ghost, demon, go wherever you want, but there is only one opportunity, and only at this moment."

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

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

"It's indeed a great sincerity, and there seems to be no reason to refuse...just..."

Gautama looked at the great sturdy god in the sky and said lightly: "Four hundred years ago, I passed the 'Linglong Dao', and the city of Linglong Dao expanded, and several small cities merged with it.

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

Di Yan said nothing.

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

Gautama nodded slightly and said, "...The old man said that all cities are united, because Dao City needs all small cities, not to give benefits to the small cities... At this time, the saints "give" my saint position, what do I need to do?"

Gautama's heart is like a mirror, unmoved.

He didn't know what the saints wanted to do, but the great "benefits" that could make the saints give up such a "holy position", the things behind this would never be as small as that.

"It seems that you refused..."

When Emperor Yan heard this, his eyes flashed, but he sighed:

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

"No."

Under the Bodhi tree, Gautama folded his hands together, his eyes were calm, and his appearance was solemn:
Chapter completed!