Don't say my script is fake.

Fa Zang's voice was neither slow nor fast in the room, peaceful and tranquil, as if to bring people into the ancient times.

Everyone listened quietly, but was unconsciously immersed in it.

When they came to their senses, they found that they were no longer in the Buddhist temple, but appeared between the clouds and misty mountains.

"This, this is."

"How did we appear here? Where is this?"

"Where is the Buddha? Why is the Buddha gone?"

Everyone was shocked and a little stunned.

But before they could calm down, they flew up. They obviously did not drive the magic power, but they just flew up.

Rising in the sky.

"Look, what is that."

The people flying in the sky saw the scenery below.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing, and the flowers are fragrant. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant. Taking a breath makes people feel relaxed and refreshed.

People live and work in the mountains and forests, laughing and talking happily, and they have a picture of a paradise.

"Why does this place feel a bit similar to Nanzhou?"

Somewhat similar to Nanzhou? How is it possible.

Nanzhou doesn't have such a good place.

The common people here have never had such a pure smile.

Green water and green mountains quickly passed by, and they seemed to have come to overseas.

Blue sky and white clouds, dragons soaring.

All kinds of creatures in the sea compete for freedom in the frosty sky.

And above the boundless sea, there is an island.

There are sects on the island, and the disciples of the sect meditate and cultivate themselves in the martial arts field, with purple air coming from the east and misty clouds.

"Is this. East China Sea?"

The Dragon King slightly widened his eyes. Although the feeling and breath were different, he would never mistake this scene. This sea wave. This is the East China Sea where he has lived for 100,000 years.

But when has there been such an island in the East China Sea, and when has there been such a sect on the island?

"Could this be... 200,000 years ago?"

Someone suddenly had a whim and spoke in astonishment. All the great powers were shocked. Although they instinctively felt that it was impossible, their reason told them that this might be 200,000 years ago!

The Buddhists told the past, and the Buddhist sound surrounded them, allowing them to "witness it with their own eyes."

"So, we saw Nanzhou 200,000 years ago and the East China Sea 200,000 years ago?"

"Who is the sect on the East China Sea? They dare to establish a sect in the territory of the dragon clan. They are so powerful and mighty. They must be a sect famous all over the world!"

"Let me see if the stone tablet on the island says Penglai?"

"Strange, we can't recognize the word, but how can we know it is Penglai?"

Before everyone was surprised, the scene changed again.

They came to the mountains, with trees and peaks, and there was a mountain that went straight into the sky. There was a sect on the mountain. The disciples of the sect all held long swords and had a long breath. Their bodies were like pine trees and their eyes were sharp, like a mountain peak going straight into the sky.

"Is that. Shushan?"

"Such a sharp sword light, such a pure Taoism!"

"Is that. My Taoist sect?"

"No, no matter how you look at it, it is a sword cultivator. It must be my sword cultivator lineage!"

However, before the sword and the sword competed, the scenery changed again.

It was no longer lush and green, with beautiful mountains and clear waters.

The surrounding demonic energy was surging, dim and lightless, and the chains trapped one side, including the mountains.

There were people in black robes going back and forth, and the chains collided crisply, and the sound of Jiejie echoed everywhere.

"Si family."

The other forces and sects still need to watch carefully, but the Si family does not need to see the black robes or see them take action. Just listen to the Jiejiejie to understand that this must be a member of the Si family.

Except for them, no one else laughed like that.

When the Si family dispersed, another scene emerged.

Surrounded by mountains, the fairy air was ethereal, and there was a luxurious mansion built between the mountains, with many disciples coming and going.

But. It did not say where this was.

Everyone looked at each other, not understanding why the Buddhist did not say the power here.

But after a while, a trembling sound was heard.

"Nangong. Clan."

Zhao Qinghan held Baoer tightly in his arms, and the memory of fire, blood, and corpses reappeared in his mind. The extinct scene, the mountain mansion engulfed by flames and stained with blood, was right in front of him.

This is the Nangong ancestral land!

"Sister."

Baoer grabbed Zhao Qinghan's sleeve, his eyebrows and eyes full of sadness.

"Don't be afraid, Baoer, sister is here."

Is this the Nangong ancestral land?

Although it has long been known that the Nangong Mansion was a force 200,000 years ago, it was only heard with my own ears. Now I see it with my own eyes. 200,000 years ago, it was really extraordinary!

The scenery changed quickly again, and then everyone came to a pond.

The water was clear, surrounded by cold wind, and all around were snow-capped.

It was as cold as the heights.

This place was called Kunlun Yaochi!

Many forces appeared later.

The Ye family, Beiming family, Ximen family, Huangpu family, and Dongfang family

The powerful people from all sides witnessed many forces in the past.

When the scenery faded, everyone returned again, and they all remained silent for a long time.

Between the mountains, the style of the sword immortal.

Above the East China Sea, the righteousness of the Taoists.

In Kunlun, the heroic spirit was valiant.

That was the ancient times. That was the ancient times! ! ! !

Many people were excited and full of excitement.

Great, great, they never thought that one day, they would be able to witness the ancient style with their own eyes!

Haha, hahaha, no regrets in death, really no regrets in death!

Mingxingzu, Shanshi, and the Supreme Master were even more in tears and wailing.

They witnessed it with their own eyes, the grand gathering at Lingshan!

The Buddha sat in the center, and the Bodhisattvas, Vajras, and Arhats gathered together to celebrate the event.

That was the Buddhism of the past, that was the Buddhism!

"If one day our Buddhist sect can reproduce such a grand scene, even after passing away, I will have the dignity to meet all the masters!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Fazang opened his eyes gently.

"The previous scenery was seen by the young monk while reading books when he was free. It was not seen by the young monk with his own eyes. You can only refer to it. It cannot be true."

Logically speaking, he is only sixteen years old this year, and this is the first time he has set foot in Nanzhou. He has never seen the mountains and seas with his own eyes, how can he fully display the original scenery.

"Enough, enough, that's enough!"

"According to what the book says, it's a big surprise for us. This is an eye-opener. I'm so excited that I don't know how to express it. Thank you, Buddha! Thank you, Buddha!"

The rest of the people laughed and cried, and his voice said: "Thank you Buddha!"

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Hee, look, they believe it, they really believe it.

The white curtain laughs heartily above the pavilion and attic.

Many great masters in the spiritual world had tears in their eyes and their emotions were indescribable.

They really believed it. Looking at the crazy surge of energy, Bai Mu was almost so happy that he didn't know what he believed.

Sure enough, if you create a character that everyone recognizes, and then show this character the so-called "ancient" scene, they will be convinced by it and completely believe it.

That steady stream of energy, the many forces that emerged on the books in one go.

Eight ancient tribes, Qionghua Sect, Shushan, Penglai Sect, Kunlun Yaochi. Although it is just an outline, it is enough!

This one will make a lot of money!

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