: 902. Immortal Tianzun

Although I care a little about the sun and the cold in the sun, I don’t think much about Yan Zhao’s songs.
The first question to consider now is how to return to the upper bound as soon as possible.
Yan Zhaoge consulted Fu Ting on this question, Fu Ting smiled.
Her finger clicked on her forehead: "For the time being, I haven't had a good idea. I can only find my way back."
Yan Zhao sings aloud, understands that Fu Ting has spurred the ban on the small hate, and also consumed some of her own preparations.
Otherwise, Jindi’s love for her will definitely leave a means on her, so that Fu Ting can return to the upper Kunlun Mountains as soon as possible when she encounters such a situation in the emptiness.
These tools are now unusable.
If the time and space channel has not been smashed, then it is possible for everyone to return to the upper boundary.
It is a pity that Ying Duan is a fairy soldier after all, and it is a fairy soldier who can exert his own strength.
Thinking of the confusing, Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting looked at each other and smiled.
Looking at the appearance just now, the other party broke the small hatred of the dojo, and did not intend to leave.
Actually staying in place, it seems to be special waiting for Jindi to come back.
In addition to arrogance, domineering side leakage.
Yan Zhao song shook his head and distinguished the front of the sky: "Well, don't think about it first, figure out where you are before you say it."
Fu Ting also cheered up and observed the surrounding situation.
Even if the end of the broken small hatred of the dojo, but after all, still failed to keep the three dragons strong, can only watch them killed in front of themselves.
For Fu Ting, who has always been a arrogant woman in the sky, and has no disadvantages, today’s business is a rare setback.
In recent years, things that can make Fu Ting so wronged, only the previous Xuanzang Zijin furnace is missing, and the elders of their own divisions are lost in the black hole.
What makes Fu Ting so good and funny is that he rarely eats two big losses, Yan Zhao Ge actually is in it.
However, her heart is determined and she will adjust her mentality very quickly.
The two people do not know how long they are floating in the void, and the contours of one world are hidden between the changes in the space.
Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting looked at each other and joined them in the world.
As soon as I entered this, the heavens and the earth's realm suddenly twisted and swayed, and it seemed as if the Yan Zhao songs would be squeezed out with Fu Ting.
The two men participated in the yin and yang, and the two airflows turned to each other, and the force of rejection was suddenly small.
Entering it, you will see a lush greenery, and the vast forests will first enter the field of vision.
Yan Zhaoge stood firm and looked far and wide: "The aura here is very unusual..."
Both of them are the Wusheng strongmen who see the level, but they are in a normal world.
It is not like the lower world of the Eight Great World, the Bohai World, and the Big World.
But it does not seem to return to the upper bounds.
Knowing this, Yan Zhao can't help but grin. "I hope this is Biyoutian, otherwise...and one Buddha World?"
"Yan Gongzi also knows the existence of Buddhism world?" Fu Ting is the daughter of Jindi, knowing many things that are not known to the border warriors.
She is informed about Yan Zhaoge, some accidents: "Cao Shishu even told you this?"
After a little silence, Yan Zhao’s song smiled and said:
It’s not the Southeastern Supreme told me that it’s not the opposite. The last time I visited the treasure stove, after the time and space, Yan and Biyoutian’s Gao Qinggao and others happened. I entered a world of Buddhism and I knew something."
Fu Ting bowed and sighed and said: "This is no wonder."
She looked at Yan Zhao’s song and said: "My father and several other sires are considered for the stability of the upper bounds and many lower bounds, so they are not secret."
"It seems that there is more hidden feeling that I don't know. My father has no clear words, but the inside story seems complicated."
Yan Zhao song heard and said: "Fu girl can rest assured that Yanmou came back from the world of Buddhism, and did not publicize it. My tone has always been tight."
Fu Ting also smiled: "I believe this."
The two felt the aura of heaven and earth while flying.
In the distance, there is a vague existence of smoke.
But with the rise of the smoke, there is still a faint treasure, flying up the sky.
Originated from the willingness of the incense, after condensing to a certain extent, it will be formed by the illusion of reality.
"It’s not Biyoutian. Is it the world of Buddhism?" Yan Zhaoge looked at it and suddenly frowned. "... Wait, no!"
He was shocked: "That is not Buddha light!"
Fu Ting, who was on the side, stared at the Baoguang who was ascending to the sky, and gradually changed his face: "How... How do you look like my Taoist method, condense incense and willingness?"
The two looked at each other and could see the strangeness of the other's eyes.
It is true that the door is also decorated with incense.
Whether it is Guangzhan Mountain or Miaofeifeng or any sect of Taoism.
In addition to the incense ranks of their ancestors, they will also be dedicated to the Sanqing ancestors.
But that is only the simplest incense offering, it is pure tribute.
It is like the Buddha of the present year, when the Sakyamuni Buddha was alive, the Buddha incense was the same.
However, in the eyes of this family, the willingness of the power of the Faguang is different from the incense in the general sense.
That is the same as the current future Buddha Buddhist scriptures, and the formation of the willingness of all living beings!
The martyrs are not seeking self-cultivation, but pinning the vision of hope on one side.
Yan Zhaoge took a deep breath and turned to look at Fu Ting. He directly asked: "Looking at the appearance of Gao Qing and his fellow door, Bi Youtian should not do this kind of thing."
"But Gao Qinggao may only be able to represent her own heritage. As far as you know, is there anyone else in Biyoutian who will do this kind of thing?"
Fu Ting looks complicated, but there is no black bi-tour, but the truth is: "As far as I know, no."
Yan Zhaoge watches the Tongtian Baoguang: "It is not like a certain place in the upper bounds, nor is it the lower bound of the Eight Great World..."
After the two men indulged for a while, they continued to leave and went to the place where people smoked.
When I got to the nearby place, the two men walked forward and saw a city standing on the plain, surrounded by villages.
In the village and in the city, there is a road of light rising, or thick or light, the treasure of the city rises, obviously stronger and more concise.
Yan Zhaoge and the two did not show their voices. The universal language of the people here is very different from the upper bounds of the world. It makes Yan Zhao songs very difficult.
However, the object of the worship of the people, Yan Zhaoge gradually understood.
"Infinite Heaven!"
Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, look at me, I look at you, big eyes and small eyes, all look blank.
As a disciple of Sanqing, he gave a gift on a formal occasion, often singing "three infinite" or "Fusheng infinite heaven, unbelievable merit", both of whom naturally know.
Here, "the infinite amount of heaven" means "infinitely many gods" or "a lot of heavenly respects", not a certain honor.
"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun" is the complete statement, but it should be followed by "unbelievable merits."
But the people of this world, regardless of the martial arts or the common people, praised the name of the omnipotent gods, and praised the Buddhas of the future with the Buddhist disciples, and read the "Southern no Maitreya Buddha", apparently referring to a certain existence.
And, not an abbreviation.
The problem is that there is never a big Tianzun in the door, and the title is "Infinite Heaven."
Yan Zhao song squinted: "...What the hell?" (To be continued.)