Thinking about the thirty years of my cultivation, I couldn't help but sigh. I was still a broken beggar back then. What he thought was very simple, as long as I could live, it was enough. Cultivating immortals has always been his dream.

When this dream accompanied him for twenty years, he now came to this strange Buddha world continent, and even didn't know the way home, he was forced to be exposed in this world. Now he is a demon cultivator who is being beaten by everyone.

A golden elixir as big as a watermelon appeared, a small gray wish stone appeared, and a small demon seed appeared, with four small buds on it, which looked quite crystal clear, but it was black.

"It seems that you have to sit here for at least one year!" I murmured in my heart, full of helplessness. This small hill was very ordinary. He casually arranged some formations to isolate spiritual power around him. No one knew that in this hill with only mountain rats, there were three cultivators that everyone in the Buddhist world wanted to find!

Time flies, time flies, white clouds still float by, red sun still rises, and nothing seems to have changed, but only mortals and people can feel what happened in this area. The Demon Palace in the western region opened a year ago, and the Demon Lord of Blood Moon escaped. Until now, everyone disappeared. The Demon Lord of Maple Leaf disappeared in the eastern region. Then, the Demon Palace in the southern and northern regions were also opened, and all the monks of the Demon Palace were fleeing!

And all this, the Holy Land just watched and did nothing. Perhaps in their hearts, only if these mortals and people knew that without the holy land, there would be no peace for them, would they take action, or perhaps they were anxious to clear the local portal?

Just saying that the Hongchen Sect and the White Lotus Holy Land in the western region have long been torn apart. The White Lotus Holy Land even sent three Mahayana meditations. It is said that the three ancestors personally went up the mountain gate and could not make any difference. After this, the Hongchen Sect became more and more unscrupulous!

Three months later, the Hongchen Sect announced that the White Lotus Holy Land in the western region was cancelled, and there was no more holy land in the western region. However, those who are interested knew that this was just a cover of the Hongchen Sect. If the White Lotus died, how could the Hongchen Sect not stand?

In this way, the entire Buddha world was in a state of turmoil. People died every day, and fights occurred every day. The vast Buddha's golden body was splashed with dry blood. The snake and demon valley were frequently touched, and the magic dragon lake was so powerful!

The ghost soldiers flashed away, and everyone had no idea where they came from or where they were going. A pair of monks were sent to the Taoist sect, namely three god-transforming cultivators, and they had not seen the Mahayana ancestor yet.

The entire Buddha world is surging, and what everyone doesn’t know is how many monsters are hidden in this vast Buddha world and the wilderness forests? What a terrible force that will be, no one dares to imagine.

Zhou Liang didn't know all this. His golden elixir is now the size of a watermelon. The six-colored light flowed on it. It was the golden elixir. There seemed to be acupoints on the golden elixir, as if a baby was swallowing and spitting. Zhou Liang knew that his golden elixir was considered a perfect perfection and could swallow and spit, which was the half-step Yuanying!

The speed of the devil's cultivation is even more amazing. The magic skill is known for its speed of cultivation. At this moment, the devil's seeds sprouted, and all the four small buds on it grew into small tender leaves, stretching in Zhou Liang's dantian. He was so uncomfortable that the devil's seed was already a great success. He was also a half-step demon king. Zhou Liang was thinking in his heart.

The wish stone grows the most slowly. Looking back, the Buddha had to make great wishes to obtain merit and vows, and to fulfill his long-cherished wishes, he could attain the Buddha's golden body. However, he only accepted the inexplicable gray vows on the cliff of the Red Dust that day, and he didn't know whether it was enough or not.

The Great Buddha City is now very changing. Zhuifeng has become the sect leader. She has truly removed three thousand black hairs and become a nun. He has not yet taken off his tender face, and behind him are one hundred and three innate and intelligent children.

These children are favored by God. Some of them have been in the late stage of foundation building. It is really amazing to have a sense of progress in cultivation. But in the Great Buddha, such an atmosphere is very strong and strong. In their hearts, there seems to be a word from their master!

People are independent, how can they seek Buddha? Xiao Qingzi folded his hands together, "Amitabha!" He gently lit a stick of incense on his master, and one hundred and three children erected another statue in front of the stone Buddha in the Great Buddha City!

It was also a stone sculpture, but Zhou Liang's face, not Qiu Chu, with his hands folded and a faint smile, he had not yet been slapped, but his eyes looked so clear.

Since then, it has been many years since I discovered that when the colorful Buddha lotus blooms, Senior Sister Ruifeng will stand in front of the stone Buddha and remain silent for a long time. They knew that Senior Sister Ruifeng was thinking of Master, and they would not disturb them at this time. The only thing that disturbed them was an oil lamp in the room and the spiritual power that was squirting out of the dantian!

Half a year later, Zhou Liang's wish stone increased again, and he was wondering, "Why is the wish stone increasing faster and faster recently! It's almost as fast as the golden elixir!" He was puzzled in his heart. This is a wish stone, which not only requires spiritual power, but also endless wish power. What Zhou Liang didn't know was that his portraits were established in the homes of millions of mortals, and many people would bow piously every day! With such a magnificent wish power, the wish stone increased slowly enough.

Two years later, in the seventh year that Zhou Liang came to this Buddhist world, a small hill was filled with golden light, colorful and dark air. All the monks around him were shocked and thought that a treasure was born, so they rushed there, but when they arrived, they only found an empty cave.

There was nothing else except a dilapidated cushion. Everyone wondered whether there were any senior monks who could practice here? This matter was spread to ten or ten to hundreds, and then it became a rumor. In the end, it was said that the God-Transforming Ancestor showed his golden body here, calling the wind and rain, etc., which was simply amazing, and he was almost immortal.

Zhou Liang did not change his face. He wanted to inquire about someone's news. This news seemed to be completely important to him, because all he wanted was how to go back. However, this woman had never dissipated her heart in the past two years. Even the Concubine of Medicine Buddha was disdainful of Zhou Liang and sarcastically said, "How about it, there is another imprint in her heart!"

It can be said to be kindness, or it can be said to be not. What Zhou Liang dislikes the most in this life is that he owe others, especially life and death. He used this reason to convince himself and came to the Great Buddha's residence. Before that, let's see what happened to the Great Buddha.
Chapter completed!