Great Sage!

Wang Zheng called the little saint ape Xiaosheng, so the old one is naturally the great saint.

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 also the warmth of human beings.

This contradiction made the Holy Emperor of Fighting War that Wang Zheng saw become flesh and blood, rather than the powerful man who could only be heard in legends.

"Is it an opportunity... I'm afraid the Buddha's wise eyes have already been watching here?"

The world was silent and the stars were dim. Wang Zheng looked up at the sky, as if he felt the magnificent and wise gaze from outside the sky.

The little monkey is the opportunity for the big monkey. Perhaps this relationship is like a father and a son, which is probably a destiny.

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

Wang Zheng had just had a bold idea in his mind when he suddenly saw a golden hand grabbing him from afar in the sky.

The golden big hand covered the sky and the sun, and the soft Buddha light made Wang Zheng feel an illusion that he could not resist but irresistible from the bottom of his heart. Wang Zheng's soul power filled the world, and he suddenly found that the golden palm seemed to be only able to see it.

The next moment, Wang Zheng was completely shrouded in the golden Buddha light, and his ears were the sound of the Brahma singing that seemed to come from all heavens and worlds but did not appear noisy. Under the golden light, Wang Zheng was like a blind man. Except for the rich Buddhist principles, everything was inaudible, visible, and perceived.

Wang Zheng, who is at the peak of the world and the highest level of heaven and man, faces this golden palm like a doll, without any resistance at all.

Fortunately, Wang Zheng knew that this was the method from the one who came from Leiyin Temple. In this world, without the permission of that one, people from the outside world would definitely not be able to penetrate the power.

The reason why his Tiantian Sword can appear here is still the result of all kinds of unreplicable coincidences. And that person, from a certain perspective, has great kindness to him.

If his scriptures had not resounded deep in the soul and cleansed the soul, Wang Zheng would have been unable to understand his original heart at that time, and he would have been lucky enough to deceive the heavens by killing everything.

Therefore, Wang Zheng did not resist at all in the face of his methods. Of course, he knew very well that even if he resisted himself, it would be of no use...

After the golden Buddha light gradually dissipated, Wang Zheng's various perceptions were regained control. Looking around, he realized that he had not known when he would appear in the endless Buddha land.

This Buddha Kingdom is empty and quiet. Just standing here makes Wang Zheng feel a sense of spiritual peace

The fallen flowers were colorful, and Wang Zheng walked forward with the fragrance all over the ground and followed the premonition given by the martial arts soul. In a short while, Wang Zheng saw an ancient Qinglantern Temple.

The temple is very small and has all the internal organs. At the door, a Bodhi tree rusts in the breeze. This scene is somewhat similar to the Leiyin Temple on the Yingmao Star in the sky.

And under the Bodhi tree, there was a monk in white sitting cross-legged. Wang Zheng looked at the monk in white, and the monk in white smiled slightly at him.

But strangely, no matter how Wang Zheng looked, he could not see clearly the appearance of the monk in white. He could only see him smiling at him.

"Sentient beings have all kinds of things, and sentient beings have no form..." For no reason, Wang Zheng suddenly said this sentence in his heart.

Facing the monk in white, Wang Zheng felt peaceful, and he also imitated him and sat cross-legged with him. Wang Zheng put his hands together to express his respect and gratitude:

"But the Buddha is in front of him?"

The monk nodded with a smile: "Donor, you and I have finally met. I know that you have many questions, but before answering your questions, I want to tell you a story first."

Facing this monk, Wang Zheng felt calm, neither anxious nor impatient. He nodded slightly when he heard this and said, "Let me listen carefully."

"A long time ago, it was probably the Taichu period. At that time, the human race was weak and they were always the most powerful races. However, the human race was willing to be self-reliant and kept learning and imitating, sorting out their own path of cultivation.

In that era, the human race was full of blood. But there was a young man who was very strange. What he yearned for was peace..."

The monk's voice flows like a clear spring, and it is naturally pleasant and pleasant.

"What's strange is not just this young man, but also a golden cicada with wisdom. He also yearns for peace. The essence of the golden silkworm is the six-winged golden cicada that existed since the beginning. When the cicada thinks, all things are withered."

"So, by chance, the young man became friends with Jin Chan. Jin Chan was very powerful. At that time, he was a demon-immortal-level existence. When the young man was very weak, he was just a human with strong qi and blood."

"One person and one cicada have spent a happy time, but until one day, a tiny smear of dust smaller than a wee minister entered into the eyes of the young man, and everything changed."

"Because that tiny dust merged into his eyes, his eyes were very different from then on, and the world in his eyes became clearer than ever before."

"It is also because of the incorporation of that speck of dust that a young man also has a scripture in his mind. One scripture that has no power but contains endless wisdom to explore truth, goodness and beauty."

"The young man shared the scriptures with the golden cicada, and the golden cicada relied on the scriptures to understand the principles. The two people shared each other, and finally the prototype of the Buddhist practice was born."

"When the young man and the golden cicada became stronger and stronger on that new path of cultivation, they each had their own followers and believers, all of whom firmly believed in the truth of being the name of Buddha. And the envelope of the golden cicada and the young man was the Buddha."

"With the emergence of believers, the young man was surprised to find that his eyes seemed to be able to absorb the believers' faith, turn all kinds of impossible things into possibilities, and even illuminate the vast world as soon as he opened his eyes."

As he said that, the monk looked at Wang Zheng's right hand with a smile.

At this moment, Wang Zheng, who was already in peace, had a hair on his body! He knew that the monk in front of him was definitely not aimless, but purposeful.

As for his purpose...

The cold sweat on Wang Zheng's forehead even floated out.

The Buddha has wisdom eyes, which contains infinite power and can shine throughout the world.

This is something that Wang Zheng had known before, but this was the first time he knew that the source of this wisdom eye was the power of faith!

This is so similar to the right hand of oneself!

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