I sold the system to the saints in the prehistoric times and I lost money.

In the Great Leiyin Temple in Lingshan Mountain in the West.

The Tathagata is sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform, pinching orchid fingers, and his face looks extremely kind.

There is a golden sun wheel on the top of the head, a golden lotus is spitting out of the mouth, and the sound of Taoism fills the entire hall. He is telling Bodhisattvas, Arhats and Buddhas how to seek Buddha for all living beings.

Thousands of great truths, turned into vast sounds, came out from his mouth frequently, and the way of heaven was felt, and the golden lotus in the Lingshan Hall was heard.

When Ten Thousand Buddhas were in a state of excitement and intoxication, they were awakened by the sound of the vast, long-lasting and majestic avenue in their minds.

Tathagata's serious and solemn face also showed a hint of undetectable panic.

His cultivation has reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage. In the Three Realms where saints do not appear today, even if he is invincible, will his consciousness be invaded silently?

If this person were to attack him, wouldn't it be a narrow escape from death?

Pretending to be calm, he immediately started to run his skills, changing the techniques in his hands and quickly deducing them, but the look on the kind Guozi's face became more and more gloomy.

After three breaths, he had deduced it tens of thousands of times, but he still couldn't figure out where the sound came from. The end of the derivation was chaos and nothingness.

"All living beings in the three realms can obtain the opportunity of creation for a fee?"

"You can defy heaven and change your fate, or you can become a god or a saint? Is he the Taoist ancestor?"

Not only did it make countless Buddhas tremble, but even several great Buddhas broke into cold sweats.

"Is someone trying to plot against me?"

This is the truest thought in the hearts of several great Buddha Lords and Tathagata.

The voice of the great avenue is the terrifying method of the saint.

The Tathagata is most frightened in his heart. Now the calamity is about to begin, and all the monsters and ghosts want a piece of the pie. This is the most difficult period in Lingshan.

With just a sound transmission from his divine consciousness, he was able to suppress him, who was at the peak of his quasi-sage cultivation. He was unable to move at all. Who else could use this method if he wasn't a saint?

Seeing the cold sweat on Lord Buddha's forehead, many Bodhisattvas and Arhats had already lost their former composure and arrogance, and became a little restless.

But Guanyin is an exception. The former real person Cihang was definitely an anomaly in the entire ancient world.

Otherwise, who would be willing to change his name, sex, and become a woman directly?

Avalokitesvara on the lotus platform glanced around the frightened Buddha and Arhat, but snorted coldly: "All living beings create a mall? All living beings have the opportunity to become gods and saints? What a big statement!"

Although Guanyin only has the status of Bodhisattva, her cultivation has already reached the early stage of quasi-sage. She is also the disciple whom the Tathagata recruited from Chanjiao, and is highly valued by the Tathagata.

His teacher is from the original saint, and even if he meets an ordinary person in the middle stage of a quasi-sage, he must be polite.

She snorted disdainfully, bowed to Tathagata and said, "Don't worry, World Honored One."

"Journey to the West is about to start the Calamity Tribulation. Someone must be thinking about the merits of Measuring the Tribulation and can't help but jump out to cause trouble."

No one knows better than their quasi-saint-level experts that becoming a saint requires not only accumulation of cultivation, but also incredible opportunities, as well as strong heels.

The most important thing is that the Hongmeng Purple Qi in the hands of Daozu is needed.

With a sneer on his face, he held his fingers confidently, and continued to make deductions.

By inference, she is extremely confident and has attained the original true transformation. Even the Tathagata cannot beat her.

A mouthful of hot blood surged up and spurted out, scaring the surrounding Buddha who was mysophobic to flee in a hurry.

Guanyin vomited blood and Tathagata Buddha's face became even more gloomy and cold. Apparently Guanyin also fell into a hidden trick.

If this person had murderous intentions, wouldn't the group of Buddhas in Lingshan be powerless to fight back?

In the Lingxiao Palace, Haotian was in the morning court, discussing the journey to the west with all the immortals.

Mentioning Journey to the West, Haotian's heart ached so much. Such a huge human race's fate was directly divided into half by the Western World. He was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

Looking at His Highness, the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, he looked even more melancholy.

The dignified co-owners of the three realms can't even find a single person who can be used. They are all the masters who have stopped and refused to listen to the announcement, and the list of gods is controlled by Yuanshi Tianzun.

Can you believe that he, the Lord of the Heavenly Court, monitors all living beings in the three realms on behalf of Taozu, but has no real power at all and has become a mascot?

Looking at the ruined Immortal Family, when I was having a headache, my mind was enveloped by a sudden sound of the great avenue.

[Zaohua Mall is officially open for business today. 】

[All living beings in the three realms can come to obtain the opportunity of creation for a fee. They can change their destiny against the heavens, and they can become gods and saints. It all depends on these opportunities! 】

Haotian, who had reached the pinnacle of quasi-sage cultivation, trembled all over, with a look of horror on his face, which then turned into ecstasy.

A long-lost smile finally appeared on the cold face.

The same Taoist aura as Taozu.

It started, but I don’t know the source.

Pass, like a whisper in the ear.

When you enter, your ears feel like it is ringing from the depths of your soul.

If it goes, it will be spread to all living beings in the three realms.

This is a proper saint's method. He, who was once a Taoist boy, is very familiar with this method.

This strange and powerful aura like Daozu must be the existence in Daozu's mouth.

He waited for countless kalpas, and finally returned to the primitive world after escaping.

He was just slightly frightened, but he instantly understood the stakes involved. Xin, who had been silent for many years, suddenly became restless again.

Each of Taozu's disciples has long since become a saint. He is far from being the boy that Taozu used to be. He is honored as the ancestor of the three realms, but in front of the saint, his status is not even comparable to that of the boy at that time.

He had endured it for so many years, and the one who had escaped finally appeared. He wanted revenge and trampled under his feet the saints who were riding on his head.

The humiliation, bullying, and torture that these Yuan Hui suffered must be repaid a hundred times a thousand times.

Many thoughts flashed through my mind.

"Good Fortune Mall?"

At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, a monkey squinted his eyes and looked thoughtful when he heard the words.

Then he shook his head sympathetically.

"Haha, it's been five hundred years, and another dumbfounded young man pops up."

In Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi, who was gently stroking the book on the ground, paused.

He said with disdain: "Which great god is this? Do you want to get a share of the merits of the journey to the west? You have created the creation of all living beings, and your tone is so arrogant, and you still want to become a god or a saint?"

He smiled contemptuously and slowly closed the book.

Although he is extremely coveted for the luck and merits of traveling to the west, he also knows that this is not something he can get involved with.

This is to repay the cause and effect of the two calamities of Dao Demon and Conferred God to the Western world.

A chess game started by many saints under the instruction of Taozu.

This is a chess game between saints, in which all the merits have been divided up. Even if there are all kinds of greed, it is not something that an immortal like him can mix in.

Even if he is the ancestor of the Earth Immortal and possesses the Earth Book of the innate spiritual treasure.

Without the saint's approval, who dares to reach out rashly?

Zhen Yuanzi, who has experienced countless epochs, knows one thing very well: if you want to live a long time, you have to be as diligent as you can be.

In the Nine Netherlands of the Underworld, in the Endless Sea of ​​Blood and the River Styx.

The sea of ​​blood rolled, and a terrifying bloody eye suddenly opened underneath.

"Creation Mall? Defying heaven and changing destiny? Becoming a god or a saint?"

"Is there someone else who wants to plot against me, Netherworld Blood Sea?"

The eyes in the sea of ​​blood showed confusion.

"Is there someone else who wants to lure me into a sea of ​​blood? Want to trick me out? No way!"

The eyes in the sea of ​​blood showed that everything was under control.

"I, Minghe, am not a coward like the Jade Emperor. If the saint wants to destroy my blood sea, he will have to die or be disabled. Who wants to trick me out?"

If Haotian heard what Ming He said, he would have to vomit blood.

The river of blood in the underworld was transformed from the filthy matter in the belly button of the Great God Pangu.

The pool of blood never dries up, the river Styx never dies.