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Chapter 1839: Big Dream Brahma

"Wow, what is that, so beautiful!"

In the Hungry Ghost King's Mansion, Luo Hongyu looked up at the nine-colored glow in the sky in the distance. From time to time, Sanskrit sounds came from his ears, and a comfortable smile streaked across the corner of his mouth. It had never been before, and his heart was quiet.

Under the magma in the Hell Road, the evil ghosts under the scorching barbecue were screaming, but no one paid attention to it. The demons and gods in the Hell Road each had their own jobs, and it was no longer surprising.

Suddenly, the nine-colored glow filled the top of the cave, which surprised the demons.

"Hey, what's going on?

Could it be that Lord Ksitigarbha is showing his power again?”

Deep in hell, Ksitigarbha was practicing as usual. Suddenly, the evil ghosts under the magma suddenly became quiet. If they were not noisy, they couldn't help but open their eyes and glance upwards, and a happy smile flashed across the corner of their mouth: "Amitabha, good, good!"

At the same time, this ray of rays penetrated straight through the sky, showing signs in all paths, causing a constant burst of exclamations.

Einstein sat on the outdoor lounge chair and looked at it, silenced in his heart, and smiled: "It seems that the candidate was not the wrong choice this time!"

"Master Tiandao, this is..." "Progress is so fast! Obviously so many people want to kill him, but he has not fallen into those little resentment and is sinking into intrigues. It is a piece of material to do big things, hahaha!"

In the Heavenly Dao Palace, two figures looked at the colorful clouds of the nine heavens, laughing loudly, very comfortable.

But a few families were happy and sad. They were happy. In the Shura Temple, the face of the Shura Taoist Lord Kaba was longer than a donkey: "I didn't expect that, I've been neglecting for a while. That boy grew up so fast. He really didn't look like a person from the ancient gods.

If this continues, this kid's rise will never be stopped anymore, alas!"

...Buzz! The nine-colored glow is still spreading in the clouds, causing the six gods to exclaim in every corner.

Yang Feng seemed to have forgotten all the troubles in the outside world, and he was cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes lightly, and recited the scriptures he heard from Ksitigarbha with selflessness.

As he recited, phantoms appeared in the clouds, and they were the evil ghosts who died in vain when the Yan Ghost King and Yang Feng fought.

But at this moment, the evil spirits had completely disappeared. After bowing to Yang Feng respectfully, they disappeared one after another, turning into streams of light and flew towards the human passage below.

The nine ghost kings ignored it, just stared at Yang Feng tightly, and looked shocked.

"Who is this son?

He actually learned the unique skills of Ksitigarbha King, the first method of resurrection in the six realms, and the mantra of rebirth?"

"Yes, the mantra of rebirth, the unique knowledge outside the six realms, can basically bring the only way to resurrect any living being.

No one can do it except Ksitigarbha, but he didn't expect..." "Not only that, in addition to the mantra of rebirth, this child seems to be awakening another power, a power that all of us can't reach!"

Power beyond reach?

As soon as these words were spoken, the Nine Ghost Kings all felt a stern heart and their faces became extremely solemn.

Indeed, the fluctuations on his body were very deep and stronger… “Who are you?

Why can't I control it?"

In the mistyness, a tender sound came from Yang Feng's ears.

Yang Feng opened his eyes slowly and saw that there was a dark space. There was a five or six-year-old doll standing in front of him, looking at him with a strange look, slapped his innocent big eyes.

"Didn't you made it by me?

Are you from outside?"

"Who are you?"

Yang Feng was also a little suspicious, and looked at the hollowness around him and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is a corner of my dream. I have too many dreams and I am too tired. Sometimes I come here to take a break.

If you feel bored, I can take you to a lively place.”

Swish! The doll thought and the two immediately appeared in a rally. There were crowds of people, and everyone was crowded together. Looking at the huge rocks on the top of the mountain, as if waiting for something.

Yang Feng and the others were also crowding in the crowd, and the little baby smiled: "How is it? It's much more lively here, do you like it?"

"It's too lively, the key is, where is this?"

Yang Feng was squeezed by this crowd and couldn't help but say, "Brother, stop squeezing, there aren't any beauties in front of you, why are you doing so hard?"

But the man did not react at all and was still rushing forward.

The doll sneered at the sky: "Idiot, I say this is in my dream. They can't see you now unless I let them see it!"

"In the dream?

How could I get into your dream?”

"Everyone is in my dream, what's so strange about this?"

He raised his eyebrows and the doll ignored it: "It's just that you are strange. It's obviously not what I dreamed of, but I came to my dream again.

There was only one big brother who had been here before, and you were the second one!"

Big brother?

Yang Feng rolled his eyelids and thought: "Who is he?"

"He said his name is Tianming, and he used to visit me."

"Dawn?"

When his eyes lit up, Yang Feng smiled and said, "That's my brother, he is half of my teacher!"

"Oh, so that's it. I said how could you come in? It turned out he taught me!"

"Uh... I don't forget it. He didn't teach me how to come here. I didn't know how to do it, but I got here in a daze."

After scratching his head, Yang Feng was also confused and laughed and said, "By the way, kid, how can you ask what you call me?"

"My name is Brahma!"

"Brahma?"

Yang Feng rolled his eyelids and thought about it. Why did he feel that the name sounds so familiar? It seems that he had heard it somewhere, but he heard the doll continue: "This is the name given to me by Brother Tianming. In fact, I have a nickname called Destiny!"

destiny?

Yang Feng jumped and looked at him deeply: "Fate... Your name..." "What, isn't it good?

Brother Tianming said that everyone’s destiny is in my hands, so I call it that.”

"What, everyone's destiny is in your hands?"

"Yes, everyone, and all the world, are just the transformations of my dreams, and of course they are all under my control.

It’s just that you are not an illusion in my dream, but an outsider, so I can’t control your destiny.”

His eyebrows couldn't help but trembled hard. Yang Feng thought about it for a while and finally recalled it.

The Great Dream of Brahma, everything in the world is illusory?

Yes, Brahma is the supreme god of ancient India.

It is said that the origin of the world is just a dream of Brahma.

This doll is called Brahma. Could it be that he is the origin of the world?

Yang Feng was suspicious, but a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears: "Dear believers, welcome everyone to gather here and listen to my preaching of the scriptures.

Today, Yang Ritian mainly represents my Father God, pointing out a way to save the world, helping everyone get rid of suffering and avoid suffering from reincarnation..." "Nani?

Yang Ritian?

Isn't that my son?"
Chapter completed!
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