Chen Lian is not urgent. Even if Xuandu and Yuding can reach the Pure Land at any time, he is still very calm.

In the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, under the lush dragon tree, a Taoist in green sat cross-legged. Three flowers and clouds appeared on his head, gradually invading the surroundings. The hazy smoke clouds made this place a realm beyond the Amitabha Buddha Dharma.

Chen Lian closed his eyes, and an illusory river began to emerge deep in his heart.

His divine thoughts go back along the river and witness the past.

Of course, this is not a real retrospective. After all, given that he had cut off the eternal years ten thousand years ago, no one has the ability to break through that seal, and even now he is no exception.

What's more, even if you break through the block, you have to face the supreme Taoist disaster that was borne by Chen Lian alone.

The river of time in the heart of Tao is the product of dreams. It relies on the past, but it is not the past. It is the ultimate mystery of the Heart Sutra of the Great Dream.

Chen Lian planned to take a good look at the Bodhi Patriarch here and explore clues about the Bodhi tree.

Suddenly the picture changed, the sky was as bright as water and the sea waves were green.

Under the moonlit night, only two Taoists confront each other, which is Chen Lian and Yan Xu.

Recalling the years like water, Chen Lian saw this scene again, and felt countless feelings in his heart. This was a moment that determined history. Unfortunately, no one could understand the profound meaning at that time. However, the ending was already destined and could not be changed.

With the opening of the time and space tunnel, Chen Lian and Yanxu entered the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain without distinction.

The shocking waterfall that rushed out of the canyon and the huge mountain, one by one, appeared in Shen Lian's eyes again, and all seemed extremely mysterious. This was what he could not smell at that time.

However, Yan Xu was able to hide in the mountains at that time, but it was difficult to hide in Shen Lian's eyes. In this illusory past, Chen Lian still has the perspective of Hunyuan Wuji.

But he did not manipulate his past body, and still developed according to the original situation. In the end, Chen Lian was trapped in a demonic obstacle according to Yanxu's calculations.

He thought that he would meet Bodhi Patriarch in a while.

But after a long time, the past body suddenly burst out, and all the smoke disappeared. How could I still see the Bodhi Patriarch like the same as before?

Chen Lian woke up from the dream, coughed suddenly, and vomited blood. The perfect and Wuji's spirit also became much dimmed.

He was still under the pressure of Amitabha's Dharma intention, and forced himself to spy on another Taoist lord, and finally suffered a loss.

The incredible Taoist master was reflected at this time and could actually erase the traces in his heart. This was another new gain, which deepened his understanding of Taoist master.

Chen Lian used his sleeve robe to wipe away the blood from the corners of his mouth, and only a few mouthfuls of blood, to exchange for this experience, it is worth it.

After only a few breaths, he was full of spirit and thought, and once again manifested all kinds of things in the heart of Taoism. He still did not believe that the Taoist master could completely erase the traces.

Because covering one clue will inevitably leave another clue. You can always see the truth by peeling off the threads and peeling the cocoon.

Even if you can't see the truth of the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain in the end, you can still grasp the meaning of Bodhi Patriarch more, which is also useful for him to search for the traces of the Bodhi tree in the Pure Land of Bliss.

Chen Lian was content with satisfaction. He kept trying under the Dragon Hua treasure tree where Maitreya had achieved enlightenment, but there were no Buddhists to stop him.

The disappearing Maitreya did not appear at this time, it was really strange.

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Above the South Gate of Heaven, the Tai Chi diagram has turned into a golden bridge, spanning the void, and even the endless river of heaven flows under the golden bridge.

Yang Jian was wearing a water cloud suit, worries-free shoes, holding a three-pointed and two-edged sword on the banks of the Tianhe River, looking calmly at the depths of the Tianhe River, which was the entrance to the Qingshuitian. Qingshui Daojun, who was like a girl, looked like An Zhitinglan and Lu Qingfang. He didn't look at Yang Jian, but he had no plans to come out.

Yang Jian, the true Lord of Qingyuan Miaodao, who was famous in the universe, was sweating coldly at this moment. Even though the injuries left after fighting for the Gate of Heaven last time had recovered, there was still a shadow when facing Qingshui Daojun, who had sent him into the cycle of reincarnation for thousands of years.

But he had to defend the heavenly realm and make time for Master Xuandu and Master Yuding Taoist to prevent Chen Tianjun from finding the Bodhi tree.

The gate of heaven is still an external object. If Chen Tianjun obtained it, it would not make him essentially change. If Chen Tianjun obtained enlightenment similar to Buddha from under the Bodhi tree, Chen Tianjun might have a great momentum, higher than Xuandu and Dizang's line, and gained the chance of victory in the final decisive battle.

What’s abominable is that at this point, Buddhism will not be too careful and fight against Chen Tianjun.

Of course, if those ancient existences do not have the protection of the treasure, they will not have the courage to face the King of Heaven. Looking back on Chen Lian's invincible style when competing for the gate of heaven, Yang Jian was still scared.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of the monkey. What it understood at the beginning, and it was so comfortable and dispersed. He had a premonition in his heart that the monkey might have surpassed him, enough to make Chen Lian feel afraid.

Only by reaching the highest level of practice today can you understand how difficult it will be for every step. Even if you give all the hardships of previous practice, you can be content with being able to move forward.

Therefore, Yang Jian was more or less envious of the monkey and secretly felt sad.

The only thing that is thankful now is that the Qiemizu Daojun seems to have no plans to take action on Shenling.

As I was thinking about it, the long bells alarmed the nine heavens and ten earths.

A white cloud came leisurely and had arrived outside the Golden Bridge. On it was a young man in white standing, with a bell hanging around his waist, and the sound of the bell came from this.

That was the sound of the gate of heaven, and Yang Jian would never forget it in his life.

The power of the bell actually made the golden bridge sway.

Xuandu was wearing a bright Huangdi suit, with Taoist energy flowing, standing on the golden bridge, looking at the young man in white with cold eyes.

That kind of eyes is enough to teach any immortal to be destroyed.

The young man in white also lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was avoiding the sharpness of Xuandu's eyes.

The Jade Ding Taoist did not appear, but the pressure of Pangu Banner was overwhelming, and it could destroy this roadblocker who was ignorant of the sky and earth at any time with thunder.

"Qingdi, how dare you stop me?" Xuandu's voice was indifferent, standing on the golden bridge and looking down at Ye Liuyun, like the eternal supreme, the incarnation of the great way.

Ye Liuyun had no fear on his handsome face, and he smiled gently, "There is probably nothing in this world that I dare not do."

His voice was very steady, without any excitement, but another kind of confidence that even the mystery could not be ignored. It was not only the confidence brought to the Qing Emperor by the Gate of Heaven, but also the characteristics of the Qing Emperor himself.

This eternal emperor-level figure does have a characteristic that is hard to ignore.

But Xuan Du's reason for resisting his desire to take action is not just here.

He looked east, a bright moon rose slowly, with osmanthus trees and angels in it, and more importantly, a young man was pulling his bow and aiming at him.

The young man's appearance looked very ordinary, but when he held the bow, he had an extremely ostentatious spirit and was arrogant.
Chapter completed!