Vol 2 Chapter 1794: Blessed One, I am the real me!

　　Speaking halfway, Zhang Bairen suddenly stopped, his eyes looked forward, and a touch of surprise appeared in his eyes: "World Honored?"
　　 The world-zun dressed in white was standing on the top of the mountain in front of him, and Zhang Bairen's qi flow escaped and pulled Zhang Bairen, blocking Zhang Bairen's path.
　　 "Amitabha, the monk has seen a fellow Taoist" The Blessed One puts his hands together, the light of the Buddha flows around him, and the Buddha nature is surging in his eyes.
　　 Looking at the Buddha-nature flowing in the eyes of the Blessed One, Zhang Bairen suddenly moved in his heart and his expression became serious: "You monk is so capable, you are going to break through!"
　　 The world-zun smiled and said, "The Governor also said that the monk is about to break through, but he hasn't broken through yet."
　　 Zhang Bairen looked at the World Venerable with a pair of eyes, and his heart began to grow solemnly. The World Venerable was originally an old disciple, and he was extremely first-rate in the world.
　　 Even if it is impossible to become a fairy, it is only a chance for Jing Rui.
　　 "Why are you stopping me?" Zhang Bairen asked, his expression serious.
　　 "The monk wants to ask for a predestined method with the governor, but also hopes that the governor can answer, and dare not forget the grace of enlightenment" The Blessed One prayed with his hands together.
　　 "What is the source of the law?" Zhang Bairen looked at the world-zun, then looked at Guan Zi-zai.
"I don't know, the monk has practiced hard for thousands of years, and he has been practicing hard since he left Hanguguan and Dengxian. A few years ago, he committed anger and smelted the Bodhi tree, causing the Bodhi tree to be fruitful. Now the monk After awakening, only a golden body can be cut out, and you can step into the unfathomable realm. This opportunity will also fall on the governor, on the underworld mansion." A touch of emotion was revealed in the eyes of the World Venerable.
　　 At the moment, the Blessed One’s temperament is dusty, and he feels like an immortal, and he can really be called a ‘true Buddha’.
　　 "The mage is so savvy!" Zhang Bairen praised him. He thought that it would take a few hundred years for the Blessed One to escape from the anger. He never thought that the Blessed One would have realized the bodhi wonderland so quickly.
　　 Buddhism is the foundation of the Blessed One's great path, and its key to practice lies in. During these hundreds of years, the Blessed One has been comprehending the magical methods, and has tried his best to fight with the Taoists, but he has lost his ordinary mind.
　　 You do not see the ancestor Zhang Daoling and others have already stepped into the reincarnation submerged cultivation, and they have long ignored things about Taoism.
　　 Taoism or Buddhism is just the evolution of one of its laws. Buddhism is the root, followed by sects.
　　 It's just that the Blessed One has gone the wrong way over the years, and he has delayed a lot of years. Now it is suddenly broken, but he has the qualifications to become a fairy.
"Hey! I am a cultivator, and the road ahead is difficult and dangerous. The monk is only predestined to preach to the old man, but Yin Xi is a direct disciple of the old man. It can't be compared! There are countless outstanding Chinese people, even if the rising star Zhang Daoling founded the sect out of thin air, the Taoism Not weaker than me." The World Venerable looked peaceful and said: "Just wait for the last dharmakaya to be cut off this time, and then you will become the Dao. In the future, Zen Buddhism will enter the Mahayana. I only hope that the Taoists will not be fascinated by Buddhism and follow in the footsteps of monks.
　　 Guan Zi was awe-inspiring when he heard the words, and respectfully saluted the World Honored: "Thank you for your enlightenment."
　　 Don't look at the World-Honored One who didn't say any magic tricks. At the level of Guan Zizai, you have already walked your own way. The magic tricks are not so important. Although the Blessed One is an understatement, it is the language of gold and stone, the key to practice.
　　 "Since the mage doesn't know the chance, how about just let me go?" Zhang Bairen said with a smile.
　　 "Good, the monk is also a member of the Human Race. Although the cultivation base is temporarily broken and can't make a big fight, but it should also be a strength for the Human Race." The Lord smiled and nodded.
　　 The three of them walked all the way to the ghost gate. The Blessed One stepped on auspicious clouds and suddenly said: "There is something, I don't know whether to say it."
　　 "Master, but it's okay to talk" Zhang Bairen smiled gently.
　　 "There seems to be a big problem in the governor's state of mind." The World Honored looked at Zhang Bairen's gray hair.
　　 "Why does the mage teach me?" Zhang Bairen was taken aback, then his complexion became dignified, and he respectfully saluted the Lord.
　　 The state of mind is Zhang Bairen's heart trouble right now.
　　 "Hahaha, hahaha!" The Lord said with a smile: "Looking at the side of the mountain, there are peaks, with different heights and different distances. I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, but I am in this mountain."
　　 Zhang Bairen was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly stopped. He looked at the world-zun with a pair of eyes, showing all the colors he was thinking about, but he couldn't grasp the point.
　　 After all, Zhang Bairen's years of practice were too short. Compared with masters like World Zun, the accumulation of background is not a little bit worse.
　　 "The governor and listen to the tactics: Bodhi does not have a tree, and a mirror is not a platform; there is nothing in the first place, where can the dust be caused?" The Blessed One used the five ancestors' chants to enlighten Zhang Bairen.
Zhang Bairen stood still when he heard the words, his eyes were thinking, seeing the sun gradually slanting westward, and the endless evil spirits shouting and roaring, he suddenly sighed: "Fortunately, I often chant this verse, but I am too late to comprehend it. understand."
　　 The Daomen in the distance looked at the setting sun in the sky, and then looked at the skyrocketing beam of Yin Qi. They were anxious, but they didn't dare to say anything, they could only watch from a distance.
　　 "The Great Wisdom of the Fifth Ancestors!" Zhang Bairen's gray hair turned into blue silk in an instant, and his middle-aged face also grew old and rejuvenated, regaining his eighteen-year-old face.
　　 "Hahaha, the governor is indeed a wonderful person, with great wisdom!" The Lord said with a smile.
"This love is in my hands." Zhang Bairen's eyes showed a touch of emotion, and he swept across the Taoist masters in the distance, and then snorted coldly: "These old guys may not know this, but they are still reluctant to tell. I wish I could step into the avenue of heaven and humans and never intervene in human affairs anymore."
　　 looked at Zizai and showed a thoughtful color at this time, his figure behind his back was vague, it seemed that a figure was swaying, and he sank into the three golden bodies.
　　 "The Governor has stepped into knowing and seeing obstacles, it is not a favor." The Blessed One shook his head. Now Blessed One is indeed different from the past.
　　 Zhang Bairen shook his head: "People are in it, and there is no obstacle. If you can't teach you, I'm afraid I won't be able to see through this obstacle in my life. Maybe I can understand it in the next second. Who can tell?"
　　 What kind of a mystery are you playing here?
　　 In fact, the heart is like a mirror. Whether it is a celestial mood or a common mood, it is the dust on the mirror, which covers up your own mind! Regardless of your destiny and mortal heart, I only need to obey the original heart, and what do the rest do?
　　 In this way, naturally there is no problem with heaven and human beings, let alone the emergence of heaven and human beings and falling into the mortal world. It's just that Zhang Bairen's behavior will be affected by the Four Swords of Zhuxian.
　　It's easy to say, but how difficult it is to understand the key points! The authorities are obsessed with the bystanders, and the Blessed One and Zhang Bairen are hard-working people. The Blessed One has struggled for hundreds of years. Only now has he realized the wonderland. It can be seen how hard it takes to make every step of the practice.
　　 The World Honored wants to use Zhang Bairen to find opportunities, so naturally he is not stingy to instruct Zhang Bairen.
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　　 All the high-ranking masters of the Dao Sect have changed their colors, and Zhang Heng clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves: "I was thinking of selling favors at critical moments in the future, but I didn't want to be ruined by this monk."
　　At this time, Zhang Bairen’s mood has changed, and he took out a golden lotus seed in his hand and handed it to the world-honored: "I was responsible for the reincarnation of Taoist letter back then. Now thanks to Buddhism, the grievances have been written off."
"Goodness! Goodness! If Daoxin knew this news, I would definitely not know what joy would be like!" The Blessed One then lowered his head and looked at Zhang Bairen seriously, with shock in his eyes: "This is not the lotus seed that my Buddhism gave you back then. Could it be that the governor has cultivated new lotus seeds himself again?"
　　 Zhang Bairen smiled and nodded, then continued to walk forward.
　　The World Zun looked at Zhang Bairen’s back with a pair of eyes, and his eyes were full of amazement: "How did the governor do this? Except for the Eight Treasure Merit Pool, only immortals can plant this lotus seed."
　　 Looking at the sunset on the horizon, Zhang Bairen smiled without saying a word, and came to the ghost gate, watching the endless ghosts, roaring ferociously in the black mist, wanting to choose someone and eat it.
　　"Donghai" Zhang Bairen stretched out his fingers, and a purple dragon ball was spinning in his palm.
　　 "Sacrifice to Refining Race Bag" Zhang Bairen looked towards Guan Zizai.
Guan Zizai nodded when he heard the words, and took out a grey quaint animal skin bag from his hand. The mysterious and unpredictable runes circulated on the animal skin bag, and then I saw Guan Zizai chanting tactics in his mouth. Long, when you throw it away, you can see the racial bag exuding a suction, and the endless ghosts are sucked and swallowed by the racial bag, and instantly become the nourishment of the racial bag.
　　 It's just that there are countless ghosts in the storm below, I don't know how many, the ones that are sucked by the ethnic bag are just a drop in the bucket.
"Zhang Bairen~EbookFREE.me~ I have heard that you are the number one in the world, you are unparalleled, I don't know how you can break this disaster" Shebi corpse stood in the center of the storm below, letting the evil spirits roar, but his whole body was within three feet Vacuum clean.
　　 "I knew it was you waiting for the devil to make a ghost" Zhang Bairen played with the dragon ball in his hand, and then looked towards the East China Sea with a pair of eyes: "That direction, I don't know which power in the East China Sea?"
　　 "The destruction of the human race is the will of the heavens and the hundreds of races! You can't stop it!" Shebi corpse said unhurriedly: "Seeing that, the ghost gate is behind me, but unfortunately you can't touch it."
　　 Such an overwhelming ghost, not to mention Zhang Bairen, even if the immortal descends to the earth, I am afraid that there will be no fur left in the face.
　　 Seeing Shebi’s refusal to reveal the secrets of the East China Sea, Zhang Bairen sneered:
Why should I worry? Sooner or later, I will enter the East China Sea and let him know how powerful this seat is.

After speaking, the dragon ball in Zhang Bairen's hand emits purple light, and in an instant, endless thunder light is all over him: "No matter what secrets you have, what secrets you hide, since Zhang Bairen planted a demon seed, you would never want to escape the catastrophe. Day out."
　　 "Thunder come!"
　　 Zhang Bairen yelled, and in an instant the wind rose and the void changed color. Layers of black clouds emerged out of thin air, sweeping in like stormy waves, dragging Zhang Bairen's figure and sweeping across the world. ...
　　
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