Brave Niu Niu, unafraid of difficulties!
Li Fan really wanted to say that.
Of course, that's just what I thought.
"Throughout history, has there ever been a Great Luo Immortal whose natural talent was not extraordinary?"
Upon hearing Li Fan's words, the Insightful Ancestor was greatly encouraged.
How could I, a dignified Great Luo, not be able to cultivate a single technique?
The greater the pressure, the stronger I become!
"Moo!"
The Insightful Ancestor's dark eyes trembled wildly as the Daoist temple of the Eighth Heaven of No Self descended with overwhelming force!
It's risked everything!
There is no way out, nor is there a need for a way out.
It's not because Brahma is particularly mysterious.
It's not because Brahma could make the Celestial Venerable risk his life to protect him.
It was because of Brahma!
The Tao is eternal, which can be summed up in just one sentence, but it has personally experienced how difficult it is to put into practice.
But for Brahma, this statement seemed to be something he was born to be.
Even when he was in danger several times, he never lost heart.
It's impossible for someone like this not to rise to great heights in the future!
It's always better to bet on Brahma than on yourself.
After the Dongming Patriarch descended to guide the Daoist temple, the ancient tree of immortality that he had swallowed immediately went out of flame.
At the same time, the secrets of the Tree Life Method were fully revealed to the Insightful Ancestor.
The profound and ineffable Dharma teachings are now like classic texts that have been annotated in hundreds or thousands of versions.
Having seen it = being proficient!
Practice equals mastery.
A crooked tree, just like that, rose from the ground.
The enlightened patriarch entered the Dao in an instant.
This was something the Insightful Ancestor hadn't anticipated.
His cultivation level is entirely the result of years of honing.
It has never entered the realm of enlightenment.
Now that he had inexplicably entered this world, his resolve to follow the Dao only strengthened.
Believe in Brahma, and ascending to the highest realm is not a dream!
......
Unknown spacetime.
Huang Liang, who was on his way, stopped.
His eyes shone with a powerful light, which surged outwards in all directions.
Splash—
The waves rippled outwards into the distance.
The bright red spider lilies, like silk threads, spread out in all directions, much like blood vessels in the human body.
He is using his own philosophy to analyze this unknown space and time.
He found nothing!
But he always firmly believed in one thing.
The Heavenly Emperor is never wrong.
The only one who can be wrong is yourself.
The Heavenly Emperor said that the goal is oneself, so the goal of Buddhism must also be oneself.
The true forms of Yakushi Ruri and Randeng have probably been eyeing me for a long time.
They might be using the Azure Sky Domain as their anchor point, while the Azure Sky Domain is using them as their anchor point to return.
Huang Liang disregarded the cost and paved the road wide, which finally led Huang Liang to discover the clues.
Time has somehow become unchanging.
He could not sense the passage of time.
This feeling was something I had never experienced before.
He was absolutely certain that this situation did not exist before he set off.
And now, this situation has arisen.
At that moment, he felt as if he were in the ancient past.
That world exists in the past, yet remains unchanged.
No!
Not since time immemorial.
If it were the beginning of time, he would never be able to perceive something that remains unchanged.
That place makes you forget about time.
Only beings that have existed since time immemorial can assert that something within remains unchanged.
While they were inside, they would never have been able to say those words.
If it's not ancient, then there's only one possibility left.
Time in this location and spacetime was interrupted by some powerful beings.
The interruption in time likely began the moment he fought against Yakushi Ruri.
In Buddhism, perhaps only the legendary Buddha possessed such abilities.
World Honored One!
It is everywhere.
The thought of this being weighed heavily on Huang Liang's heart.
Even if he is a celestial being!
Even though he once killed a Celestial Venerable of the same realm.
But that was the World Honored One!
Facing that kind of pressure head-on is no different from an ordinary person facing Ronaldo.
At that moment, the intertwined and sweeping spider lilies stopped expanding.
The overflowing Daoist aura was now as if it were being held back by an invisible dam.
You can't see it or touch it, but you can really feel it!
A long-forgotten fear gripped Huang Liang's heart.
Time stands still!
It could be a fleeting moment, or it could be thousands or thousands of years.
Huang Liang was plunged into unprecedented torment.
This feeling of tension and being unable to release his energy made him feel very frustrated.
This frustration almost set him off.
jingle--
The sudden sound of camel bells pulled Huang Liang back from his reverie.
Yellow sand filled the sky and swept in.
The sound of camel bells was clearly coming from the monk's staff.
A young monk emerged from the yellow sand, leaning on his staff.
His dark eyes possessed a depth as vast as the entire starry sky.
World Honored One!
He is the World Honored One.
A thought popped into Huang Liang's mind.
The World-Honored One has appeared!
Why did the World-Honored One appear before me?
no!
I have to do something.
I respect the Heavenly Emperor!
What does the World-Honored One have to do with me?
Huang Liang stretched his hands forward, preparing to draw upon the power of the Great Dao to wage war.
But for some reason, the outstretched hands closed uncontrollably.
It was as if a devout Buddhist believer had seen the true Buddha.
What horrified him even more was that his head slowly began to droop.
Damn it!
how so.
The Buddha is dead!
The Buddha has already been buried.
The Buddha could not possibly be here.
Huang Liang's drooping head began to tremble.
He began to struggle.
Finally, he raised his head.
The endless yellow sand has vanished.
A small river came into his view.
That river exudes the vicissitudes of time.
The river of time!
The World Honored One stood at the end of the river.
But besides the Buddha, a figure dressed in a wedding gown appeared in the river.
She seemed to exist, yet she also seemed not to exist.
Her eyes were filled with love as she looked at Huang Liang.
Everything is just as it was back then.
The Buddha did not speak, yet everything was implied in his silence.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared behind the woman.
The air was cold and damp, radiating an endless chill.
The life of the woman in the wedding dress has entered its final countdown.
Huang Liang knew that this was the scene before his wife died.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he wished he could kill them.
But at this moment, he seemed to have become the same person he was back then.
He had the will to kill the traitors, but lacked the power to reverse the situation.
"My husband, forget me!"
pain!
An unspeakable pain filled my heart.
Huang Liang knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling.
His body was convulsing, and his road was wailing.
Memories buried in the dust... No, those aren't memories buried in the dust.
All of this is real.
"There is more than one choice in life."
"At least I can give you a second option."
The Buddha spoke for the first time.
Huang Liang understood what the so-called choice was!
If he nods, then his wife will be saved.
This period of time will be reversed.
None of that would have happened.
He had absolute faith that the World Honored One possessed this power.
As the sole ruler of Buddhism and Taoism, whose position has never been shaken, the Buddha is, in some ways, the most terrifying of the three patriarchs.
If it weren't for the Heavenly Emperor and the ancient heroes, the Buddhist Eight Legions of Devas and Asuras would have already been formed.
If Houtu hadn't established the Six Paths of Reincarnation and ushered in a golden age for the Celestial Race, Buddhism wouldn't have reached this point.
Now that the Heavenly Emperor and the ancient heroes are a thing of the past, who can stop the World Honored One from returning?
"My love, I'm so cold!"
The murmurs grew closer.
A cold hand was pressed against Huang Liang's face.
Flashbacks came one after another, and tears streamed down my face.
"My wife, I'm so sorry!"
After saying that, his blood-red hair, like a demon, pierced into the bright red wedding dress.
The red spider lily blooms with the most dazzling flames.
"Venerable One, I'll fuck your grandma!"
Huang Liang has gone completely mad!
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