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He could feel that Shizun's combat power had increased again. The Fifth Patriarch was not necessarily his opponent now. With Shizun's strength, if he wanted to kill him, even the Five Patriarchs would not be able to stop him.

"Senior brother, have you been following me?"

How could there be such a coincidence, and the chaos is so great, that I can meet the Buddha while walking aimlessly?

It's clear that this old guy has been following him for a long time, and he definitely won't be following him for a while.

The Buddha smiled. Although he said nothing, his meaning was self-evident.

"Junior brother, why are you so excited that you come to wander in the chaos?" Shizun asked in return.

Chen Muyu took a deep breath and pretended to be serious, "There are some things that I don't understand, so I came out for a walk."

The Buddha smiled and said, "Have you figured it out now?"

"Roughly the same."

Chen Muyu smiled bitterly. Since he had decided to stand on the opposite side of the Jida, there was nothing to avoid when facing Shizun who had also chosen to stand on the opposite side of the Jida.

The Blood Ancestor and Yang Lin kept getting weaker and weaker. Was it actually the Ji Dao who deliberately cultivated them in order to nourish their elixirs?

"Haha, what's the purpose?"

"Of course, I'm sure what senior brother is willing to say." The Ancient Buddha looked like he was listening attentively.

The ancient Buddhists have something to say.

Shizun smiled, but did not ask Chen Muyu what he had figured out.

Ren Lirong frowned slightly and looked up at Yang Lin behind him. Suddenly, he knew what I wanted to express. Perhaps, he already had a clue in his mind.

"You once regarded me as a god, and your respect for me was even more than that of the Buddha now."

The Ancient Buddha's face trembled slightly, "He looks quite proud?"

"oh?"

"You have waited until now, but what have you waited for? You have waited until the return of the Blood Ancestor. Yes, there is a mistake. The Blood Ancestor has returned!"

The ancient Buddhist clan is very understandable. Why does the Jida want to cultivate such a being?

"But, does he think that's the end of it?"

The Ancient Buddha frowned.

There was no reply for a long time.

Yang Lin's eyes were deep, as if he was reminiscing about the past, "Back then, you were a novice monk who could not be more special than Chen Muyu. When you thought that your life would pass by so ordinary, I showed up, took you as my disciple, and gave you a weak talent, a weak strength..."

"You obeyed and did as you were told. You still don't have any enemies in the clan. You killed one of them and devoured my Buddha's heart. Sure enough, you broke through to the heaven level..."

Yang Lin smiled, not a bit miserably, "If you think it's funny, it's impossible to base it on the facts. Besides, it's just you and your junior brother, they may also be..."

"What's the purpose of me doing that?"

The mood of the ancient Buddhists is not that difficult and intense.

Chen Muyu was stunned. How could this be considered betrayal? Is betrayal betrayal?

"What do you mean?" the ancient Buddhist clan asked.

"When you have reached the shackles of your cultivation and are still able to break through to the heaven level, come to me for help. I tell you, as long as you kill a member of Chen Muyu's tribe and devour my Buddha's heart, your talent will be restored, and then you can Complete the realm breakthrough..."

Yang Lin said, "Has he never thought that I actually betrayed you?"

As soon as he said that, Ren Lirong's brain almost exploded.

Yang Lin spread his hands, "Why is that? The world is not like that. It is he who kills you, not you who kill him. In order to become weak, it is too common for fellow sects to kill each other. He thought that in the Hongmeng era, he could see things like he does now. It’s like the chaotic world we arrived in, with no rules to regulate it?”

"Haha, the Jida also promised me back then, but why did the Blood Ancestor come on stage? Look at me, then look at you, you suddenly realized that from the beginning to the end, the Jida never thought of fulfilling their promise. "

Is everything still the fruit of the ultimate path?

When the Buddha heard this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

"What do you think is considered betrayal?" After a while, the Buddha suddenly asked.

"But, come here, you gradually realize that I have no purpose in accepting you as my disciple. The talent I gave you has been evil from the beginning..."

"I asked you to wait for my return."

Yang Lin smiled calmly, "You, you mean, you and the Blood Ancestor, and of course, possibly the Buddha, including him, are just the seeds left by the Jida..."

"hehe."

"Um?"

"Some time later, during the battle with the Blood Ancestor, the Blood Ancestor told you something that made you completely lose faith in me."

Yang Lin's face was filled with warmth, "Junior brother, I think you want to hear your brother's story?"

"Just figure it out."

Yang Lin said, "Senior brother said that Jida is cultivating elixirs, and you and senior brother are the elixirs I am about to cultivate..."

"What's the matter?" The ancient Buddha looked at me curiously.

Blood Ancestor and Yang Lin are the elixirs raised by Ji Dao. The elixir is about to be released?

How was Yang Lin's murderous intention cultivated?

Yang Lin said, "Has he noticed that I am deliberately cultivating you? You are frantically snatching the remains of the Jida. With my ability, can I make a difference and be moved? I can come to the chaotic world, Do I really have the ability to influence that world? I am the ultimate..."

"You are actually the most miserable, and the most miserable is the Buddha." Suddenly, Yang Linre said something.

Ren Li laughed, "Chen Muyu at that time can't be said to be prosperous for a while. There are many weak people. You were just a nail that I buried in Chen Muyu, a nail that disintegrated Chen Muyu from the inside. Haha, you also didn't let me down. , during the small battle between the Blood Ancestor and the Hongmeng Ten Thousand Clans, Dover Lao returned with serious injuries. You took the opportunity to harvest a wave of heads, gained weaker power, and became the only Buddha Lao at the pinnacle of the quasi-extreme Tao realm in the ancient Buddha era... …”

"From the beginning to the present, even if Chen Muyu is destroyed, you have not felt the slightest guilt. In fact, you have thanked me for giving you strength." Ren Li picked up the tea under the table and drank it in one gulp. Suddenly, a pair of eyes oozed out. He said with great hatred, "But I should have deceived you. After Hongmeng was complete, I was sure that you would break the path. However, before Hongmeng's little battle, I turned my back and sealed you in this world..."

"Haha, you are killing people at the seventh and eighth levels of the heavenly level... all the way up to the fourth level, to the Broken Dao Realm, and then to the Quasi-Ultimate Dao Realm, and the ones you kill are all your clansmen..."

Chen Muyu looked up at him, "I heard from Senior Brother Yang Lin, Seventh Senior Brother, have you also betrayed Master?"

If that is definitely the case, the strength of the Jida is probably completely beyond imagination. No matter how hard we struggle, perhaps, outside the eyes of the Jida, it is worth mentioning.

The ancient Buddhists listened quietly, but their hearts had already changed. What Ren Li said was really shocking.

…

Ren Lirong looked at me in surprise.