In the world, people are bustling about, and a young man in a blue shirt stands under the sun with a warm and peaceful smile.

But the people coming and going seemed to have never seen him. The crowds of people were like flowing water, and this person was coming and going.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the sky.

The name of Amitabha Buddha no longer exists, [Buddha of Wonderful Sound King of Precious Light Moon Palace] stopped turning the Buddhist beads, [Buddha Vairocana] slowly opened his eyes with a solemn expression, [Buddha of Virtue and Abundance in the North] sighed again, [Buddha of Famous Words above] and [Buddha of Brahma Sound below] were both silent, and a Taoist child as delicate as a jade was standing behind him, holding a zither.

The young man in blue shirt is leisurely.

Amitabha's heart sank slightly, but in just a moment, the Buddhas recognized that face.

The man's title naturally emerged in my mind.

[Haotian Cave, the Ancient Heavenly King; Yuanrong Dao Fruit, the Mysterious Pivot of Creation]

[Cheng Lun performed rituals and beat Yi as a witch]

[The Dharma is passed down through the ages, and the Way is passed down through the ages, benefiting the young]

【Five Elements, Four Symbols, Two Principles, Eight Trigrams, Nine Palaces, Tai Chi Diagram】

He is on equal footing with Haotian and was the only king of heaven under Emperor Taiyi in the ancient heavenly era.

The Tao is perfect and harmonious, and controls the creation.

Created the first ritual, created the first witch.

The method of opening up the two-pole Tai Chi and even the Eight Trigrams and Nine Palaces to decompose the Great Dao.

Among the four great catastrophes of the ancient times, namely the Primordial Age, the Ancient Age, the Remote Age, and the Modern Age, it is generally recognized as the most untouchable existence.

Vairocana Buddha looked at the smiling young man, at his jade-like face, and said slowly:

"Yin and Yang are good and bad, and the sun, moon and stars are afraid."

"No one, no qi, only the earth and me!"

The only title carries an indescribable arrogance and domineering presence. When this face appears, the memories and images that have been buried for a long time seem to become clear again. After the discussion under the Bodhi tree, the Buddha who was born in the first calamity era sighed and turned into a Bodhi seed again.

At that time, the young man in blue shirt stood up with a gentle smile. It was a pity that the woman under the shade of the tree looked gentle and magnanimous.

At that time, I was just a little novice monk, serving before Buddha Bodhi.

Vairocana Buddha stood up from the lotus platform, bowed and said:

"I am Vairocana, the humble monk. I am honored to meet you, Your Excellency."

"The Infinite Holy King, Emperor Fuxi."

"Yuanxi, the Supreme Ruler of the World, the Great Supreme God!"

The young man in green narrowed his eyes, as if he was still reminiscing, and then smiled gently: "It's you, I still remember you, you were just a little novice monk back then, and now you have already sat on the lotus platform, birth and death are impermanent, moments are impermanent, succession is impermanent, but like this, the so-called time is also very precious to immortals and gods."

Vairocana Buddha said: "Your Excellency is still the same as before, with the same demeanor as before."

The young man in green shirt smiled and asked, "Do you have an answer to the question you asked back then?"

"What is cause and effect, what is reincarnation, what is life and death?"

"What is you, what is me."

Vairocana Buddha did not answer.

The young man in green shirt said calmly: "You are an old friend, so just turn back now."

Vairocana Buddha sighed, stood up, clasped his hands together, then turned into Buddha light and left.

The world was completely quiet. The Buddha was still calm, but the Bodhisattva had pursed his lips and was tense. At a time when all the true practitioners of Buddhism were on alert, only Amitabha was calm. He stared at the familiar face and said, "Are you really him?"

The young man in blue shirt asked with a smile:

“Are monks Buddhas?”

Amitabha said gently: "Buddha means the enlightened one. I have enlightenment, but not great enlightenment. I am a Buddha but not a Buddha."

The young man in green shirt stretched out his hands slightly, smiled gently and said, "What a coincidence."

"I happen to be an enlightened being, the ancestor of all Buddhas."

Amitabha Buddha paused for a moment, then ignored this remark. He spoke in a gentle tone, "Even though ordinary people can boast and show off, you don't have to do that, fellow Taoist... We are here today because of the killing of Bodhisattvas by Xuandu, the disciple of the Supreme Taoist Ancestor. We want to repay him in kind and set the world right."

"I just don't know why the Great Emperor Taiji is here? I have heard that you raised Xuandu for a thousand years and were like a teacher and a father. Are you here to help him?"

Then he saw the young man in green shirt with disgust on his face: "Huh?!!"

"Xuan Du, that little bastard, how could you think I was doing this for him?"

"It's a mistake. It's a mistake."

He waved his hand with a look of disgust on his face, then smiled and said:

"I accidentally killed those seven Bodhisattvas."

"So, you guys are going to let me return the favor?"

All the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were silent for a moment. Amitabha asked, "Why..."

The young man in green shirt said: "I heard that you are planning to demolish the Wahuang Temple in the human capital to build a temple."

He always smiled before, but now his eyes slightly opened, his pupils reflecting many true Buddhist practices, and he said calmly:

"So I killed him."

"Is this reason enough?"

He opened his five fingers, and the zither flew out from the Taoist boy's hand and fell into his hand. He pressed it with his backhand, and the bottom of the zither was against the ground. His white palm pressed the end of the zither. The sound of the zither was resounding, and an extremely solemn and murderous aura rushed to the sky. The whole area was bleak, but the crowds on both sides were the same as before, and the world was still the same as before, forming a very sharp contrast. The young man in green shirt lowered his eyes slightly and said lightly:

"Whose idea was it? Come out."

Silence and dead silence for a few breaths.

Finally, when the two Bodhisattvas were about to stand up, they were suppressed by the Buddha's light. Then they heard a Buddhist chant, and [Brahma Buddha below] stood up, clasped his hands together, and his face was as sad as ever. He replied: "I once mentioned it, but I never thought that the Emperor of Man would really agree to it."

"Old monk, I never thought things would turn out this way."

"You don't know, of course."

The young man in green looked at him and said calmly, "After all, Awa is dead, and I am no longer alive. We don't have to worry about revenge, and we can destroy the ancestral beliefs of the human race and guide them towards Buddhism. This is really a good deal, with no investment and huge profits. I can understand you very well. There is no problem with the means."

The [Buddha in Sanskrit] remained silent for a long time, then said, "This matter is ultimately just a momentary confusion of the old monk, and has nothing to do with Buddhism."

The young man in green robes said, "You don't have to do that. I am not someone who would implicate sentient beings. Although your Buddhism is somewhat biased, the roots are still good. If you can spread the Dharma to the world and practice hard, see the emptiness and know the emptiness, see the Dharma and know the appearance, it can also be regarded as a state of mind cultivation, avoiding falling into evil desires."

"Forget it. Considering that Buddhist disciples have subdued demons and monsters, and have sacrificed their lives to protect the world, they have made contributions."

"You also took the initiative to stand up."

"I can stop pursuing this matter."

He looked at the Buddha and said calmly:

"You, commit suicide."

? !!!!!!

As soon as the words came out, the heaven and earth were silent. All the Bodhisattvas and Arhats were dead silent. Then they showed anger on their faces and wanted to fight. Even the other Buddhas changed color and were unwilling to agree easily. The [Brahma Sound Buddha below] sighed, stretched out his hand to stop the anger of the Bodhisattvas, and just put his hands together and asked:

"Will the Emperor allow our Buddhist sect to exist? For example, preach the Dharma here in two months."

The young man in green said, "Just don't disturb A Wa."

"The rest is for later generations."

"I don't care."

[The Buddha of Sanskrit Sound below] sighed, shed tears, then raised his hand and struck his own forehead. In an instant, his head burst into pieces and turned into twenty-three rays of Buddha light that scattered in all directions, becoming the light of relics. His body disintegrated, but the relics were attracted by the sound of the piano and fell into the hands of the young man in green, without any chance of reincarnation.

Only one was left and flew away, but it followed the old rule of [The Great Dao is fifty, and I will extend forty-nine].

This is exactly the character of Fuxi himself.

The young man in green clothes waved his sleeves, picked up the Buddhist beads and played with them, and said calmly: "Everyone leave."

The Buddhas were angry and unwilling, but in the end they just sighed. Amitabha said, "What happened today is his own fault. We can't say anything. But Emperor Fuxi, everything is reincarnated, and we will meet again one day. I bid you farewell."

"I hope that the emperor will not regret what happened today one day."

All the Buddhas bowed eleven times in unison and transformed into Buddha light that dispersed. Just a few casual words actually made a Buddha choose Nirvana on his own initiative. How incredible! It has already caused waves in the hearts of all the Bodhisattvas and dragons. It can be predicted that the subsequent impact of today's events will become more and more numerous and greater.

But only these ancient Buddhist beings knew that if they could use their own extinction to calm down [Fuxi who appeared enraged by the incident with Queen Wa], it would be a great joy.

The Buddha's light faded away.

The little Taoist boy in Xuandu Temple stared with wide eyes, watching the Buddha's light go away. The man in green shirt stood with his hands behind his back, looking indescribably calm and unhurried, indescribably cold and ethereal. Such demeanor was unique in the world. He could not help but stare at him in a daze, lost in thought.

This is the Ancient Heavenly King, the ultimate one.

This is the Taiji Emperor? !

The taboos of ancient times, the protagonist of an era, and Emperor Xi who eventually perished in war?

While chatting and laughing, he made all the Buddhas pay homage to him, and with just one word, he caused the Buddha to enter Nirvana!

What a style!

How amazing!

But at this moment, he saw the Tai Chi Emperor, who was chatting and laughing before and was extremely domineering, suddenly let out a long sigh and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.

"call--"

"Really? I was scared to death! I was scared to death!!"

"It's okay, it's okay. I have never been as grateful as I am now for having the face of the Lord."

"Thank you, Lord Fuxi!"

"Even though you're dead, you're still somewhat useful...ah, is it not nice of me to say that?"

The Taoist boy, who had been full of admiration just now, opened his eyes wide and was dumbfounded.

"ha?!!!"

"Huh what?"

The young man in green turned over and patted his forehead, his face was pale. He stretched out his hand to hold the little Taoist boy's head, his legs and feet were shaking: "Hold me a little, my legs are a little weak..." The little Taoist boy woke up as if from a dream, stretched out his hand to support him, and said: "You, you, you, what's wrong with you..."

"Just now, that wasn't..."

The little Taoist boy stuttered a little.

The young man in green glared at him and sighed, "Isn't that just me pretending?"

The little Taoist boy's eyes widened: "Pretending...pretending?!!"

"Huh? If not pretending, what else could it be? Fuxi, no, I mean the Lord has already died in the Dao."

"But, but didn't you recognize them just now?"

The young man in green rolled his eyes and said, "I am the spirit of this zither. The Lord always carries me on his back wherever he goes. I have naturally seen what he has seen. Is it any surprise that I know these bald stinky eggs? Oh, really, Lord Fuxi, thank you for your spirit in heaven..."

"You are indeed the greatest villain in the world of the six realms, the nine provinces and the four seas. Your name alone can scare a Buddha to death."

"Great! Honorable Lord Fuxi!"

"Great! Honorable Lord Fuxi!"

Seeing the exhausted look of the young man in green, and seeing that he actually "insulted" Fuxi, the little Taoist boy slowly began to believe that the real Emperor Fuxi would definitely not do this, and would not be so weak. But suddenly he thought, an ancient existence that had been extinct for who knows how many kalpas, could cause a Buddha to commit suicide in public just by its name.

What kind of horrible influence is this? !

Even if Daozu spoke, it wouldn't have such an effect, right?

Could it be that Fuxi Xihuang is more dangerous than the three Dao ancestors to some extent? !

"Okay, stop playing around. Thank you so much for this time. Come, help me in."

The young man in green shirt put one hand on the little Taoist boy, and the little Taoist boy subconsciously supported the young man in green shirt and walked towards the inside. People were coming and going, and the world was full of people. Compared with the gathering place of the human race in ancient times, it was many times more lively. The young man in green shirt walked in with a smile. The little Taoist boy didn't know what was going on, and subconsciously said:

"Hmm? What are you going to do?"

"What? You're asking even though you already know the answer."

The young man in green shirt suddenly smiled and murmured to himself:

"That bucket of corpse-dissolving divine water is still there..."

The Taoist boy was stunned: "???"