The land of Nanling is still dusk, and the land of the eastern wasteland can already see a ray of sunshine.

"call!"

In the East Wilderness, some small town, in the restaurant, the Chiyang Taoist breathed a long time, and faintly, a purple air hung down from the sea of ​​clouds, covering the small building.

This scene was very short, but it still caused many people to exclaim, and some people were even pursuing, kowtowing, and wanting to become disciples.

"The world is vast, how easy is it to win the lucky ones?"

Taoist Chiyang sighed.

He was extremely reluctant to go down the mountain.

Just like him practicing like this, a person with a long life will be serious about swallowing and spitting out purple air, fishing for dragons, and drinking in the mountains and forests every day...

How to...

"The old Taoist has been practicing diligently for so long, and he still has to run errands and be sent to others..."

The old Taoist sighed, only to feel that life is not easy.

What bothered him even more was that a call was passed through the ten thousand immortals:

"Master Chiyang, Master Chiyang..."

"I have a fart and I have something to say! I call you grandpa, and I call you a soul!"

Taoist Chiyang replied angrily, and with a splash of smoke and clouds exploded in front of him. The majestic middle-aged man in a golden robe said in a deep voice:

"Last night, in the southeast of Nanling, in Qianyuan Dynasty, in Qianshan Mansion, the Nanling killed the son of Hanhai Dragon Lord..."

"Nanling?"

The Taoist Chiyang was a little interested:

"Good boy, that old loach in the sea, Dao Master is afraid of it, and he only dares to catch his great-grandson to eat..."

"Then who, go find him and ask him if he sells the dragon body, Master Dao bought it..."

"Master!"

The middle-aged sighed:

"I am now the nine elders of the Golden Palace. Can you please stop talking? Who would you say?"

"Well? Xiao Liuzi, why did you dare to argue with Master Dao after being an elder for more than a hundred years?"

The Taoist Chiyang immediately rolled up his sleeves.

"Master, the main business is important..."

Yan Taoist smiled bitterly:

"The dragon son is the Wantaojiang Dragon Spirit assigned by the Lion God Leader. This is the first time the Lion God Leader targets the immortal gate in Nanling, behind this..."

"you mean?"

The Chiyang Taoist's eyes narrowed slightly, with a rare serious look:

"Lion God King?"

"After Ying Huo guarded his heart, the Lion God King had a brief exit from the pass. The four demon sects led by the Divine Elephant King and the Peng King seemed to have also exited the pass..."

Yan Taoist looked solemn.

"If you say so..."

The Taoist Chiyang paved with a serious expression:

"Master Dao must go back to the mountain immediately!"

"ah?"

The Yan Taoist, who was waiting for him to be aware of, wouldn't want to slap himself in the face. What are you looking forward to...

"No, this is too dangerous..."

The Taoist Chiyang walked a few steps and immediately stopped the catalogue of Ten Thousand Immortals. He was about to turn into a rainbow and leave.

And at this moment, he seemed to have some sense of consciousness and looked at a flower building in the city with a lot of powdery atmosphere.

I saw a young man in white with a little vicissitudes, leaning against the window and drinking, playing his sword and singing wildly:

"... Only cultivating nature, not cultivating life, is the first disease of cultivation. Only cultivating ancestor nature and not cultivating elixirs will make it difficult for the saints to become a saint for thousands of kalpas!"

"Um?!"

The Taoist Chiyang was shocked and looked at it intently, and only felt a red light, and his eyes lit up:

"What a Taoist species!"

...

...

How can I worship Nirvana Temple, one of the four holy places in the world?

This is the biggest problem Lu Shen faced after coming to the Western Desert.

Normally, a ten-du who is above his feet is enough to worship it, and at least, he can be an introductory disciple.

only……

"Can you still worship Nirvana Temple, a middle and lower heel, who is more than 3,000 years old? "

Among the vast sands of the sea, Lu Chen, who was slandered by himself, leaned against the door frame of a small temple, and thought in his mind.

His vision passed through the rolling yellow sand and the sea of ​​wind and clouds. He faintly saw a sacred mountain that was beyond the sky and was so large that it was indescribable.

It is unknown how many miles apart, but Lu Chen's eyesight is amazing, but it is so big that this mountain has reached an immeasurable level.

Between the mountains, the faith and incense power are even stronger and more terrifying!

That is the only holy mountain that the hundreds of countries in the Western Desert, counted in Jingzhao, worshipped for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Nirvana Mountain!

"Bharma!"

Looking at the holy mountain that was rising from the sky and the endless surging incense and vows, Lu Chen couldn't help but see the face of Bodhidharma in his heart.

The two realms are different, but Buddhas are connected.

The ancient Buddhist sects have long engraved all the essences in all Buddhist stairs maps, whether in mountains and seas, or in the world, Buddhism has infinite convergence.

However, the same essence and different worlds also have different opinions and understandings.

Bodhidharma is the only two great Buddhist master figures in the mountains and sea realms for three thousand years...

"It is more suitable for Bodhidharma than the epileptic monk..."

As the thoughts flew, Lu Chen's tall body suddenly collapsed several feet, and his membrane became dark yellow and dull.

In less than a blink of an eye, he had transformed from a monk who was ashamed of jade and had a refined temperament into a monk who looked very old and baptized by wind and sand for a long time.

"I originally seek to keep my heart and mind, but I cannot wait for my mind to know it. The Buddha nature is not obtained from the outside of the mind, and the arising of the mind is the time when sin arises..."

After pondering slightly, the old voice spit out from Lu Chen's mouth.

"I am merciful!"

He clasped his hands together, and just as he was about to set off, he suddenly heard a loud bell that exploded.

"This is?!"

Lu Chen was shocked and looked up.

I saw the Nirvana Mountain tremble violently for a moment, bursting out endless Buddha light, brilliantly, as if suppressing the wind and sand all over the sky.

In a trance, Lu Chen seemed to hear the sound of chanting scriptures in his hearts, and the Buddha and Bodhisattva spreading scriptures and singing.

He looked far away and felt that there seemed to be a Buddha's shadow flashing on the holy mountain. The sacred aura of compassion almost made his mind shake for a moment.

Buzz ~~~

In an instant, the huge western desert, hundreds of countries, and countless Buddha temples seemed to be trembling for a moment.

As if he had some awareness, Lu Chen slowly turned around and saw the unknown mud statue of the Arhat in the small temple behind him, with a faint light.

A drop of golden tears slid down from the corners of his eyes...
Chapter completed!