The speed of the Sumeru Temple is faster, like riding a wind and waves.

Zhang Ruochen put away all kinds of thoughts, explained the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture" wrapped around him, and watched it carefully.

On the picture, a monk with kind eyebrows was drawn, sitting under a Bodhi tree, smiling and lips slightly opened, as if telling a certain Buddhist principle in the world.

His monk's robe was exposed and his barefoot was barefoot, not so solemn, but like a Maitreya.

Every line drawn is in line with the spatial context and contains countless spatial inscriptions.

Previously, the holy blood flowing out of Zhang Ruochen's eyes and ears polluted the Buddha's picture, but now the blood has disappeared and blended with the picture.

It was the touch of blood that the scroll burst out with Buddha's light and condensed into the appearance of the Sixth Patriarch.

"It won't be like the "Changkun Divine Wood Picture", there is also an inner world inside this picture? Could it be that the Sixth Patriarch is not dead, and is in this picture?"

Zhang Ruochen mobilized his mental power and injected it into the investigation.

Mental power cannot enter the picture.

He used holy energy to activate it again, but he still could not open the inner space or the door of space, so he had to give up in the end.

On the scroll, the Buddha light and Buddha sound emitted gradually dissipated.

"The Sixth Patriarch has long been dead, transformed into 84,000 relics, and cannot be alive. However, this scroll is amazing. It must be the work of the holy monk. The phantom of the Buddha's light that appears can actually burst out the Buddha's aggregate and power of the Sixth Patriarch, scaring away all the gods of the Ghost Lord's level."

Without the Buddha's aggregate and power, the ghost master and the immortal blood tribe gods would not be scared to the point.

Zhang Ruochen thought about it, took the initiative to cut his wrist and dripped some blood onto the scroll.

"Wow!"

The lines on the scroll became bright again, emitting brilliant Buddha light.

The Buddha's light once again condensed into the appearance of the Sixth Patriarch.

At the same time, a subtle sound of Buddha sounded in Zhang Ruochen's ears. Only he could hear it, and there was no sound outside.

Zhang Ruochen dragged his chin, and a strange light appeared in his eyes. He said to himself: "In the future, you may be able to use this scroll to scare some gods who want to kill me. It's a good trump card!"

Put away the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture".

Zhang Ruochen carried the corpse of the Sumeru Holy Monk in the big pit back to the hall.

It was just a wreckage, but heavier than a planet, and Zhang Ruochen's cultivation was also quite difficult to me.

Then, Zhang Ruochen unfolded the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture", dripped it into his blood, sat cross-legged beside the scroll, and carefully felt the sound of Buddha that was heard in his ears.

Whether it is the Sixth Patriarch or the Sumeru Saint Monk, they are all at the level of "Buddha".

From ancient times to the present, in countless billions of years, including the Buddha Sumeru Holy Monk in the moment, a total of seven Buddhas were born. Any of them must be invincible in an era, and the Heavenly Lord may not be able to suppress it.

Therefore, the sound of Buddha in the scroll, whether it is the voice of the Sixth Patriarch or the voice of the Sumeru Saint Monk, is worthy of understanding.

...

…………

There is no day and night in the Sumeru Temple, and there is no sun and moon above your head.

Time passes, and I don’t know how many years go by.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what era he had returned to, but he only heard a loud "boom" sound, and time and space shocked violently again.

"What's going on? Did a war break out again and affect the long river of time? It's really not easy to go back."

Zhang Ruochen, who woke up, immediately walked out of the hall.

He looked at him and saw a towering temple in front of the long river of time, bursting out a powerful force of time, tearing a crack on the long river.

The temple was opposite the crack, and Zhang Ruochen could only see a corner.

For example, the Sumeru Temple is a smuggling boat. Zhang Ruochen could only stay in the boat and could not see the scenery outside. He didn't know where he came.

Now, someone found the ship on the shore and teared a hole on the wall.

Through this opening, the people on the shore saw Zhang Ruochen in the boat.

Zhang Ruochen in the boat also saw the scene outside the boat through this opening.

Zhang Ruochen saw through this opening at this moment, only the temple, and only part of the temple.

"If you can discover the Sumeru Temple over the long river of time, it must be the Temple of Time. At this moment, the Lord of the Temple of Time must be a super terrifying strong man."

Even the Temple of Time seems to be able to open a crack on the long river of time to prevent the Sumeru Temple from continuing to move forward.

In the temple, dense spots of time marks gushed out, condensed into a bright time divine hand, passed through the crack, reached over the long river of time, and approached the Sumeru Temple.

Just a time marking light point magic hand contains unparalleled power. Fortunately, Zhang Ruochen immediately wrapped the "Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen Picture" on his body before resisting it, otherwise he might have fallen down.

The divine hand collided with the mystery of time and space that wrapped the Sumeru Temple, causing the entire temple to sway endlessly, and some places on the ground had cracked lines.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the divine hand that was constantly pressing down and smiled bitterly in his heart: "Holy monk, holy monk, you are called the future Buddha and have reached the realm of Buddha. Unfortunately, you don't understand the past. The peerless power of practicing the way of time has sensed me in the long river of time. Today, I am afraid that you will be doomed."

Zhang Ruochen didn't have much fear in his heart, but was extremely calm and more regretful.

Many figures appeared in his mind, which immediately made him feel extremely reluctant and guilty.

"Boom."

Suddenly, in the other direction of the long river of time, time and space burst and opened.

Behind time and space, a figure appeared, looking like he was twenty or thirty years old, with a heroic spirit and a twenty-seventh level of heaven hanging above his head. The rules of chaos and the divine light of chaos rolled around him like water flow, and the stars in the sky were circling around him.

He stood by a rippling water, pointing out from the air.

The finger is powerful, domineering, dragging the tail like a dragon.

"Crash."

The finger force passes through time and space, enters the long river of time, and breaks the divine hand of the time mark light dot.

Over the long river of time, Sumeru Temple drove out again.

When Zhang Ruochen saw the twenty-seventh level of heaven above the man's head, he was speculated and extremely excited.

When his finger force flew into the long river of time, the power burst out from the energy was the same as the "Nine Heavens Ming Emperor Sutra", causing the holy energy in Zhang Ruochen's body to resonate, and Zhang Ruochen was able to confirm his identity.

The ancestors of the Zhang family, the ten heavenly masters before the Yuanhui, were the Great Master of the Ming King.

"Great Lord!"

Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but shout.

It turned out that we had arrived at the era before the ten Yuanhui.

In this era, with great honor to protect him, Zhang Ruochen no longer had any worries.

Time and space were restored, and he did not hear the response of the Unmoved King Dazun.

Time is everywhere, but it is not something that ordinary monks can sense. If you want to sense the Sumeru Temple that secretly goes to the past, your time must be very strong, or your cultivation level is close to or even surpass the Sumeru Holy Monk.

Whether it is the one in the Temple of Time or the Dazun of the Unmoved Mingwang, they should have just sensed a trace of abnormal fluctuations in time.

This slight fluctuation will appear in the form of "secrets of heaven" or "distinct".

The reason why the person in the Temple of Time launched an attack was because he calculated that this abnormal time fluctuation was a "bad" attribute.

The reason why the King Dazun of the Unmoved Ming took action was to calculate the attribute of "auspicious".

In history, strange phenomena have occurred, all of which are based on good and bad luck, and how to interfere.

...

When we arrived at another era, the Sumeru Temple was discovered again.

This time, the power of destiny crushed time and space. In front of the long river of time, a gate of destiny that was as high as a thousand feet high was gathered to prevent the Sumi Temple from continuing to move forward and to drive Zhang Ruochen back to the future.

"Boom."

A chess platform breaks into the long river of time, emitting bright light, dividing the long river of time into half of day and half of night.

The chess platform discovered the bright divine light, smashing the door of fate, and once again opened the way forward for Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the space and time flying to the chess platform, and under a tea tree, he saw an old man in Confucian robe.

It is very similar to the second Confucian ancestor in Kunlun world, and Zhang Ruochen has seen his portrait.

Regardless of whether the second Confucian ancestor could hear it or not, Zhang Ruochen bowed to him with the etiquette of Confucianism and Taoism, and said, "Thank you for your help from Confucian ancestor."

...

Another multiple meta-conference has passed.

The gate of destiny appeared for the fourth time, blocking the long river of time.

In the door, a skull burning with ghost fire flew out and hit the Sumeru Temple, trying to kill Zhang Ruochen in the temple.

I don’t know how many times I have been stopped along the way, but Zhang Ruochen has no desire to be afraid. Feng Qingyun is still calm. Anyway, with his current cultivation level, he cannot resist at all.

Or someone will come to save him in this era and open up a way to the past for him.

Or die here.

"Those powerful ancestors in the history of the Temple of Destiny are so afraid that I will condense the first-class holy will. I may not be able to succeed, nor may I be able to cultivate to the extreme realm, nor may I be able to do anything about the Temple of Destiny. I just want to go back to the Temple of Destiny to save my father. As for killing all of them like this? Is it okay to give some hope?" Zhang Ruochen said to himself.
To be continued...