As if he understood Zhang Yang's doubts, a line of words on the Great Buddha Sutra slowly turned into a picture. And the picture gradually changed. The picture showed a Buddha who had actually entered a small mustard seed. What's more mysterious is that there were mountains, water, sky and earth in the mustard seeds. Flowers, plants, trees, and all things were dynamic.

It seems to be a brand new world. The strange scene of mustard seeds hidden in Sumeru, and the strange scene of Sumeru being placed on mustard seeds made Zhang Yang exclaim that he was mysterious and even aroused his curiosity.

So he carefully observed the dynamics in the Great Buddha Sutra. He seemed to be fascinated, and he seemed to be possessed by the devil. His eyes became empty and unsightly, and he stared straight at the Great Buddha Sutra.

At this moment, a small figure was actually walking around the mustard seed world in the Great Buddha Sutra.

After a closer look, the little figure turned out to be Zhang Yang! This is Zhang Yang's consciousness body, and his consciousness has entered the mustard seed world. Looking outside, this is just a dynamic picture in the Great Buddha Sutra, but when you enter it, Zhang Yang finds that the world here is infinite.

In front of me is a huge peak towering into the clouds, surrounded by various wild beasts, divine birds flying in the sky, and the sky is cloudless. The sunlight shines like a stove, baking this huge mountain.

Zhang Yang wiped the sweat from his body, looked at the surrounding scenery and said to himself: "Why did I enter this mustard seed world?"

"Haha..." The sky darkened, and a chuckle came from all directions, causing the earth to tremble and the mountains and rivers to crumble.

But Zhang Yang was safe and sound, allowing the rocks to penetrate his body without any harm.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you laughing?" Zhang Yang shouted to the sky with a loud voice.

"I am the soul of the Great Buddha Sutra. Everything here is transformed by my thoughts. I am the master here."

"Really?" Zhang Yang was delighted, and then stared at the sky thoughtfully. As if responding to him, the sunlight became warm. The peaks in front of him gradually changed, and in an instant the location of the mountain was replaced by a bamboo forest.

There was a small wooden house deep in the bamboo forest. A couple supported each other and stood in front of the wooden house with a smile on their faces. The two girls beside the couple were smiling like flowers, singing crisp songs and dancing happily. At this time, Zhang Yang's body also turned into a child. He ran towards the wooden house happily and shouted happily: "Dad, mother, sister, are you?" The woman smiled at Zhang Yang, the man smiled at him, and the two little girls were also smiling at him.

Zhang Yang was a little panicked. He felt that this smile was extremely terrifying, as if it was so close to the world that he could never touch or feel it.

Suddenly, the sky became dim and the earth was dark. The warm world was gone. The sky was as dark as ink and loneliness as night. A hurricane hit, and she felt that her body was about to be torn apart in the wind. That pain spreads every inch of his skin, and that kind of pain was unforgettable!

With a roar, Zhang Yang ran towards the hurricane. A demon's face gradually emerged in the depths of the hurricane. The demon smiled at him, smiling so sinister and terrifyingly. Zhang Yang's eyes were blood red, and his body leaped towards the demon. He waved his fists suddenly. The demon's face actually disappeared, and the world became blank. There was no color or vitality.

In an instant, everything changed.

Zhang Yang suddenly felt helpless and lonely. At this moment, a kind laugh suddenly came out, and he said a little disrespectfully: "How can you guy, how can you forget your master, me?"

Turning back, he saw the old man in white walking towards him with a slutty smile. At this moment, Zhang Yang also smiled. It turned out that he was not lonely!

"Master, I am the only relative in this life..." Zhang Yang choked up, but burst into tears.

A rain fell sadly, pouring Zhang Yang's whole body and awakening his messy and confused heart. He raised his head and found that the mountain was still a mountain, and the sky was still the same sky. It seemed that nothing had changed.

"Child, what you just saw is the world deep in your heart. Don't be obsessed. Although life is lonely, it does not live just for one thing." The voice of the soul surged from all directions, awakening the intoxicated young man.

"Thank you, Jinghun. I seem to understand a little!" Zhang Yang scratched his head and wiped the tears from his face.

"Haha, all sentient beings are suffering. My mission is to save all sentient beings. If you have great wisdom, your future achievements will be extraordinary. Grasp your life well. You are the consciousness body and communicate with me now. I will send your consciousness back to your essence later. Remember, from now on, don't let others discover the Great Buddha Sutra, otherwise you will have bad luck. With your wisdom, you can see through the secrets in the Great Buddha Sutra, and work hard." As soon as the voice of the soul of the sutra disappeared, the yang consciousness returned to its essence.

Zhang Yang picked up the Great Buddha Sutra and hid it on his body, looked at the sky and felt refreshed.

Just as he looked up at the sky, he fell asleep again in a daze.

When he woke up again, he found that he was still staying in the inner world of Coral and found that there was no Buddhist scripture on his body.

He puzzled and said to himself, "Did everything I just encountered is a dream?"

At this time, the voice of the polyps came out again: "I really didn't expect that you could actually awaken the soul of the Great Buddha Sutra."

"Uh, are all the things I just dreamed of?" Zhang Yang asked.

The coral polyps said: "What you just experienced was not a dream, but your consciousness entered a wonderful artistic conception. Your test passed, and from now on you will be my new master. This time you convinced me, because this great Buddha scripture has been hidden in my body for endless years. Even my former master has never awakened it, but I didn't expect it to be awakened by you."

Zhang Yang touched his body, but could not find the Great Buddhist scriptures.

The polyps smiled and said, "Don't look for it anymore. The Great Buddhist Sutra is in your heart. It is now united with you."

"So that's how it is." Zhang Yang scratched his head and said, "Since I've passed the test, I'll send me out."

As soon as Zhang Yang finished speaking, he felt dizzy and couldn't help but close his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he found that he had returned to the shore.

At this time, there was also a piece of coral fragment in his hand.

When the coral was taken away by Zhang Yang, the colorful light on the Elf Tears Lake also disappeared.

However, Zhang Yang didn't know that because of his actions, he actually brought a devastating disaster to the Elf Forest!

Zhang Yang returned to the tree cave and briefly told the story of coral to several people. Tian Yong Zhenren did not ask too much about this matter, and even Honglian did not ask too much about it. Meng Xiao did not speak much or ask in detail.

Because they all know that this is an opportunity to be proud of, and it is not advisable to ask too much about his privacy.

After resting for a while, Tian Yong Zhenren took his three apprentices to bid farewell to the elf saint Aiya and continued to walk towards the distance.

The Elf Forest is located in the Ten Thousand Miles Mountain, and the Elf Forest also seems extremely small for the Ten Thousand Miles Mountain.

There are 100,000 peaks and 100,000 peaks and 10,000 ridges.

Qianqiong Peak Baihua Ridge is the place where flowers and weeds are reproduced the most in the mountains of 100,000 miles, and one of the most beautiful places.

This Qianqiong Peak not only has beautiful scenery like Baihualing, but also has beautiful places such as Qianhua Waterfall, Mirror Flower Dongting, Elf Forest and other beautiful places.

It is said that the scenery of Qianhua Waterfall and Jinghua Dongting is even more dreamy and makes people linger and go back and forth.

Although there are many beautiful scenery in Qianqiong Peak, it is also very dangerous. There are eight demon kings in charge, so some low-level practitioners or demon spirits dare not cause trouble here.

The master and apprentice walked forward for several months, and finally arrived at Qianqiong Peak.

Zhang Yang was dressed like a savage, his feet were covered with mud, and his face was dirty like a cat. He just drank a wild fruit, but his belly was still rumbling. The wild animals on both sides were eaten by their master and disciple, and they ate them to the point of ending their lives. They could never find food again.

In autumn and winter, plants are already rare and can only find prey in the mountains, rivers, wild forests.

Several people came to the foot of the mountain to rest, and Zhang Yang left alone to explore the surrounding situation.

However, when he walked into a valley, the scenery in front of him was completely refreshed. The flowers were dazzling and fragrant all over the ground.

The fragrance of flowers is refreshing, and the scenery of flowers is like a picture, making people unforgettable.

Walking into this valley is like entering the fairyland of flowers. Zhang Yang is naturally curious, and there is such a beautiful scenery like spring in this autumn and winter.

Walking in the sea of ​​flowers, smelling the fragrance of flowers, it seems to be a little floating.

This is a sea of ​​flowers, and the entire valley is full of flowers, with endless eyes. It seems that the air around this is also warming with the flower scenery.

The evening breeze is relaxing and the sky is hazy. The day passes without realizing it. It was night, lying in the flowers. Looking at the fireflies flying by in the night sky, the refreshing wind refreshed the heart.

"Hehe, it's rare to have a leisure time. I'll enjoy it here alone tonight." Zhang Yang smiled, but sighed again.

He took off his dirty clothes and found a river to clean it, and put it on with his own braided grass skirt.

He carried his wet clothes back into the flowers. In such a beautiful scenery, Zhang Yang couldn't bear to fall asleep. Because the scenery at this time was even more wonderful than that in the dream.

The moon is bright in my hometown, and I will always think of the scene of being with my grandmother inadvertently. Zhang Yang sighed and felt very sad. Home has become his eternal longing... From dawn to night, Zhang Yang never sleeps again.

He was sleepy early in the morning. He closed his eyes and slept for a while, but suddenly he was woken up by a scream. He stood up and looked back, but no one was seen. Zhang Yang thought to himself that he was a ghost.

“Ah~”

Another scream was heard. Although there was no one, I could clearly hear the scream of a woman.

"Who?" Zhang Yang looked around, but still couldn't see anyone.

"I'm right by your side. I'm so embarrassed that I don't even wear clothes."

Zhang Yang looked around him and found a thumb-sized flower twisting the branches, while two leaves were protecting the stamens. It looked like a girl covering her face shyly.

"Hey, are you talking?" Zhang Yang looked at the little flower with some amusement.

The leaves scattered, revealing their complete appearance. The little flower spirit twisted the branches and muttered: "I am so big that I don't even wear clothes. I'm so embarrassed."

He looked at the broken grass skirt made of branches and leaves all over his body, and his private parts were also faintly visible. He himself was a little shy.

"Hehe, it turns out that men are also shy!" The little flower spirit smiled gloatingly, and the flower branches kept twisting.

Zhang Yang glared at the little flower spirit and snorted: "Little one, you are talking nonsense, be careful I will uproot you!"

The little flower spirit said, "I'm afraid of you! If you have the seeds, come and pull it."

"Oh, provoke me. Look at me not pulling you!" Zhang Yang just thought the flower spirit was interesting, so he took a flower-pull, but did not really pull her out. But the flower spirit's next actions made Zhang Yang feel black.

"Help~ Shameless bad guy tune, the pure little flower spirit is a pure girl~ Help~" Although this flower spirit is small, he has a big voice.

"Who is a desperate boy who dares to play with me? I'm playing with my granddaughter!" A strange scream suddenly came from behind Zhang Yang. Before he could explain, he was hit by a punch. Zhang Yang glared at his eyes and screamed. He was hit by this punch, which was so painful. When he looked back, an old man in a white robe was glaring at him angrily. Zhang Yang was speechless, probably this old man was also a flower spirit.

However, when the presbyopia genius saw the appearance of the little flower spirit, he was obviously stunned. Looking at the awkward appearance of the presbyopia genius, Zhang Yang said depressedly: "Do you think I can play with this little flower?"

"Well, this, that..." The presbyterian was so humming that he couldn't tell the reason.

At this time, the little flower spirit made a look like covering her face again... The presbyterian glared at the little flower spirit, then looked at Zhang Yang with a wry smile, and said helplessly: "Little brother, my granddaughter is naughty by nature. I'm really sorry for punching you by accident."

Zhang Yang curled his lips, his back still hurt very much. Seeing Zhang Yang's appearance, the presbyopic spirit smiled helplessly and said politely: "I will heal your wounds first..."

Zhang Yang nodded, but did not pursue it too much. After the presbyterian spirit used the mysterious magic to heal Zhang Yang, he brought Zhang Yang to his cave.

At this time, the little flower spirit also turned into a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, and followed behind the two in a colorful dress. During the communication with the presbyterian spirit, Zhang Yang learned about some of the situation in this valley. It turned out that this was a valley in Baihua Ridge, which was the territory of the Flower Demon clan, so flowers were everywhere.

Because the flower demon clan loves peace, it does not fight to the death like other demon clans.

The old and young flower demon Zhang Yang met were just ordinary flower demons in Baihua Ridge and had no fame.

The lord of Baihua Ridge is called Baihua Saint, because his cultivation is superb and he is one of the eight demon kings of Qianqiong Peak.

"I really don't know each other without fighting. Come on, Brother Zhang Yang, try the flower wine I brewed." The presbyopic spirit gently stroked his beard and showed a honest smile. Zhang Yang took a sip. He didn't want to drink too much wine.

Seeing Zhang Yang tiptoeing when he was drinking, the presbyopian suddenly laughed and said, "A man should drink happily when drinking, it's not good to drink like a woman!"

Zhang Yang blushed and muttered, "I am a cultivator and should not drink too much wine. I will go back to find my master later."

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