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Chapter 250 Vientiane Reincarnation, Quiet Dust

In the Western Paradise, the Three-Star Sceiling Moon Cave is now Fangcun Mountain. However, this place does not match the name. Fangcun Mountain is not a square place. The so-called Fangcun Mountain is just a unique charm in the Buddhist teachings and is not worthy of being told by outsiders. The small Fangcun Mountain is no longer the barren scene of the past.

In the square inch, there is a golden lotus of merit to protect it, and the pool of merits in all directions is full of water. The sound of Bodhi is fascinated by the sound of Bodhi. The golden light shines, the faint merits are seductive. In the square inch, there are countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, plus the two masters, which are truly full of talents. It is no longer the scene of the kitten three or two back then.

Zhunti and Jieyin, two major Buddhist giants, were sitting quietly on the cushion, with beads in their hands constantly calculating the etiquette of heaven. Suddenly, thunder in the sky made their minds feel unreasonable and their faces immediately pale.

"Senior brother, what is that?" Zhunti asked in a terrifying question. There are really not many things on this prehistoric land that can make saints like Zhunti feel terrifying.

After all, Amitabha is the number one master besides me. Looking at the thunderous sky, he seemed to feel the battle between dragons and tigers in the chaotic space and time. It was an unreachable battle. He rushed to a Buddha's name and said: "Amitabha, it seems that there are masters outside the thirty-third level of heaven!"

"Who is so powerful?" Zhunti said incomprehensible.

Jie Yin chuckled and twisted the Bodhi flower at hand, smelled the faint fragrance in it, and said, "Junior brother, who is the most respected person on this vast land? Who can have the power to shock the heaven and earth, and the saints?"

"What my senior brother said is..." A figure immediately echoed in Zhunti's mind.

But he was interrupted by Jie Yin and heard Jie Yin say, "You can't say it, you can't say it~"

The two were silent for a moment again, and Zhunti still didn't understand and asked: "Senior brother, Master Qingyang should now prepare for the wedding ceremony of Xiao Tiantianzun on Qingyang Island. How can he do it outside the thirty-third heaven? Furthermore, in the prehistoric world, those who can compete with Master Qingyang for a long and short period are the Taoist ancestors, are they??"

"Unknown~~" Jie Yin also said three words in confusion, and said for a long time: "That power is definitely the reincarnation eye of Master Qingyang. As for who is fighting with Master Qingyang, it is unknown. However, the aura of Master Tao can still be seen~"

"Senior brother, Master Qingyang is a good temper and it is rare to take action. If we watch the battle in this way, we will gain something!" Zhunti was a little curious, and when he spoke, he wanted to unsheathed his mind and headed outside the thirty-third heaven. But he was immediately intercepted by the guide. Zhunti tilted his head and said, "Senior brother, what is this?"

Jie Yin bowed again and said, "Amitabha, I have never seen such a battle in the prehistoric world. Although we are saints, it is said that we are immortal, but even if we are saints, we may not be able to return intact even if the body of our saints comes in person, we may not be able to return intact, let alone the mind of divine thoughts. Junior brother should not be futile. If you hurt your cultivation body at that time, it will not be beautiful!"

"Is it really so terrifying?" Zhunti said unbelievably. Although he had seen Chen Yuyang take action, Zhunti still didn't believe it. Chen Yuyang's cultivation can kill the saint. In his opinion, the reason why the saint is a saint is an immortal existence in the eternal void. However, when Zhunti was surprised and disbelief, thunder flashed in the sky, and a black light fell directly onto the Western Paradise.

Suddenly, there was a sound of ghosts and wolves howling.

Zhunti was so horrified that he exclaimed: "Senior Brother?"

Jie Yin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "A thought arises, all things will naturally occur, and one thought is destroyed, and the world will change. Junior brother, you should have felt the anger of Master Qingyang just now. Don't disturb the battle between them. No matter whether this battle is won or lost, it cannot be known by the prehistoric world."

Although Jie Yin said this, he was still curious and curious in his heart. After all, he was still a little impressed by such a way of doing so, so powerful that he could control it so exquisitely. Although the entire prehistoric world felt the pressure from thirty-three days, the prehistoric world was still unhindered. This cultivation level does have the power to shock the past and present.

The two looked at each other in panic, but soon turned into Huixin's smile. Then they heard Zhunti smile and said, "Senior brother, Master Qingyang is now thirty-three days away, and many Eastern saints are watching the ceremony on Qingyang Island. This is a great opportunity for us to take action. The Six Paths of Reincarnation, when will we take it now!"

"The heroes' views are similar, and brother Wei means this. It's just that there is Houtu in the six realms, which is a bit difficult to deal with?"

Zhunti smiled and said, "How can Houtu be able to defeat our brothers with one person? Now on Qingyang Island, except for the demon emperor Jun who has not arrived, the other saints have been present. The two lich tribes have been dead from the prehistoric world to the present, and the demon emperor Jun has absolutely no reason to help Houtu!"

"What my junior brother said is right. Where is my Western Buddhist soldiers now?" Jie Yin asked.

"Brother, my millions of Buddha soldiers in the West are already waiting for the battle, and Dizang is ready. I just wait for my senior brother to send troops to the six paths. As long as we unexpectedly take down the six paths, the Buddhist prosperity is just around the corner!" Zhunti said excitedly. However, the two Western saints did not know that the mantis stalked the cicada and the oriole were behind, and had fallen into the trap of others.

Outside the thirty-third level, the three figures now no longer exist, and they are replaced by the golden body of the Yuanshen. At such a level of battle, in the end, all the Taoist magic and magical powers are no longer important. The so-called Taoist magic is just a small Tao. The only ones that can truly determine the outcome of this battle are the golden body of the Yuanshen and their respective cultivation levels.

The golden body of the three people, Hongjun was already at a disadvantage, but the hollow willow that raised her eyebrows was the most powerful. The golden willow branches kept swaying, as if they wanted to entangle Hongjun and Chen Yuyang. Chen Yuyang's three-legged golden crow was not an ordinary person. The golden crow in her mouth was truly fire, extremely fierce and the heat waves were rolling.

However, these three-legged golden crows are extraordinary. Compared with the Donghuang Taiyi and the Demon Emperor Jun, the golden crow has three eyes on its head, not only three legs, but also three eyes. The black eyes bloomed in circles of light, illuminating the entire chaotic space. Chen Yuyang smiled unrestrainedly and said, "Old Yang Liu, look at my reincarnation eye, everything reincarnation, and the dust is extinguished!" hf();
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