God Emperor

"Who would have thought that one day, the three of us would be able to sit together like this and feel the smoke and smoke in the world of mortals?"

In a city in the Qiankun Realm, Zhang Ruochen, Chi Yao, and Kong Lanyou were sitting on the second floor of a theater building, with tea and ginkgo on the table.

On the stage, the old and young people singing the opera are all mortals.

They have no idea that they are living in a picture scroll, nor do they know that this world was almost destroyed not long ago.

The years are quiet and peaceful, just because some people are carrying a heavy load and moving forward.

Kong Lanyou, with white hair as white as frost, elegant and light, said: "Actually, it's good like this. You don't have to hold resentment and bear the pain that you have inflicted on yourself. The world is bustling, but your heart is peaceful and peaceful, and you have your own fun. A thousand years of life How can pain and suffering be worth even one day of happiness?”

Chi Yao obviously didn't agree with this and said: "You also want to be the person in the picture? One day, you don't know why you die? I can't enjoy this kind of tranquility and peace! Over the years, I have been fighting, not to go What’s the point of fighting for victory? I just want to fight for a way out, Zhang Ruochen, what do you say?”

Kong Lanyou also looked at him.

Do you want him to choose a way to live?

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to choose and said with a smile: "What can I say? You have already said what needs to be said!"

Chi Yao obviously didn't want to let him go easily, and said, "You also want to be a mortal again? Don't you want to fight anymore?"

"What are you fighting for?" Zhang Ruochen pretended not to know.

Chi Yao said: "Fight for a future for this world."

"The so-called world, isn't it you?" Zhang Ruochen said.

These words are too disgusting, but they are very effective. Any woman who hears them will feel sweet in her heart even if she knows they are lies.

Chi Yao's eyes softened, she stared at him complainingly, and said, "Then why don't we fight for our own future?"

"Of course we have to fight. But you have to agree first, and then listen to me. You can no longer make arbitrary decisions, and you can no longer deceive me. We have to trust each other," Zhang Ruochen said.

Seeing that Zhang Ruochen seemed to cheer up, Chi Yao said without hesitation: "Okay! I promise you."

"You swear first." Zhang Ruochen said.

Chi Yao noticed something and said, "I think there is no need to swear, right?"

"It is necessary, and we must swear in the name of Emperor Qing and His Majesty. If they violate the oath, they will not die well." Zhang Ruochen said.

Seeing Zhang Ruochen so serious, Kong Lanyou also felt a little aware.

Zhang Ruochen must be planning something, otherwise, it would be impossible to force Chi Yao to make such a vicious oath.

Chi Yao was obviously aware of this and said: "This emperor is in charge of a world and is worshiped by thousands of people. What a status and cultivation level. You want me to completely listen to you... What is our relationship? Why should I listen to you?"

"As for the second point you mentioned, it is also very difficult, because I am used to making decisions for myself."

"The third and fourth points, I completely agree with. We really need to re-cultivate trust in each other. This is the most precious thing we have lost over the years."

"So, just say what you want to do!"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head, stood up, and said, "No! If you don't agree to my conditions and swear an oath, I won't say a word."

"Uh-huh!"

Zhang Ruochen's figure disappeared into the theater, appeared under the Heaven-Connecting Sacred Tree, and walked into the Fountain of Life to recover from his injuries.

After a while, Chi Yao came to the fountain of life, looked at Zhang Ruochen lying on the water, and said: "You win! I can promise you, as long as what you want to do is reasonable and does not challenge my bottom line, I can listen to you."

"How could I do something unreasonable?" Zhang Ruochen said with his eyes closed.

Chi Yao said: "I heard that the Blood God of War has been helping you get married. There are not only one thousand but also eight hundred partners. I am not worthy of making irresponsible remarks, but this matter will eventually affect Kunlun and Kong Le. , I will not take any action."

He said "I am the emperor". It was obvious that Chi Yao wanted to appear strong when negotiating terms and fighting for rights.

Zhang Ruochen said: "No need to say anything, what you said makes sense, so just swear as you said!"

"I, Chi Yao, swear in the name of my father, Emperor Qing, that from now on, I will trust each other with Zhang Ruochen and never cheat again. If there is a disagreement between the two, as long as what Zhang Ruochen does follows morality and is not for selfish gain, it is not Even if I am lost in desire, I will obey him. If I violate this oath, my father, Emperor Qing, and I will both be burned by the heavenly calamity, and both our bodies and souls will be destroyed."

For all monks, having their cultivation level ruined is a life worse than death.

Although Zhang Ruochen pretended to be calm, Chi Yao could feel the pain and unwillingness in his heart.

As long as Zhang Ruochen can get back on his feet, Chi Yao doesn't mind and agrees to any conditions.

After Chi Yao took the oath, he said: "Now, can you speak frankly about your plan?"

"Don't worry, let's recuperate for a while." Zhang Ruochen said.

Half a day later.

Zhang Ruochen walked out of the fountain of life without any water on his body and said: "Let's go!"

"Where to go?" Chi Yao asked.

"Just follow me."

Zhang Ruochen's figure was like lightning and his power was like wind, walking towards the Bodhi tree at the end of the sky.

Chi Yao, the curious Kong Lanyou, and the Golden Buried White Tiger quickly followed.

The Bodhi tree growing in "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Release of Zen" is taller than the sacred tree that connects to the sky. The area covered by branches and leaves reaches thousands of miles, like a golden cloud cover.

Entering this Buddhist realm, golden rain falls between heaven and earth.

The ground is covered with all kinds of rare Buddha-natured holy medicines and exotic flowers.

There are swamps all over, Buddhist springs like golden rivers running through the land, and lakes dotted around it.

In the distance, the Bodhi tree is both shockingly huge and exudes powerful divine power, showing that it is a real sacred tree. I don’t know how many Yuanshui have grown there.

"This place is simply the divine realm of Buddhism. You can definitely realize the spiritual path here." Kong Lanyou's eyes were full of energy and he sighed in his heart.

Chi Yao said: "This piece of land is very old and has a solid structure. It can breed rare and rare treasures. It can't be done by painting. This piece of land and the Bodhi tree should have been moved to the scroll from somewhere else. inner space.”

"It's a corner of the world of the Sixth Ancestor God Realm." Zhang Ruochen made this judgment.

"It's very possible indeed."

Chi Yao said: "If this is the case, this volume of "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Interpretation of Zen" is simply a supreme treasure, representing the Buddhist world of a Buddha. Even if it is just a corner, it is not trivial."

"When the Sixth Patriarch passed away, the holy monk was most likely standing by," Zhang Ruochen said.

Crossing golden rivers and swamps, they gradually approached the trunk of the lime tree.

The divine power becomes more and more powerful, and all the rules in the space have turned into golden Sanskrit characters. Sanskrit supports this world and gives rise to the sounds of chanting, bells, footsteps, and human voices.

Under the bodhi tree, there is a stone platform as smooth as jade.

The stone platform is neither regular nor peculiar, but it is moist, smooth and free of dust.

Just looking at the stone platform makes people feel peaceful, and they can instantly enter a mysterious and mysterious state of enlightenment.

However, Zhang Ruochen and the others did not take a closer look at the stone platform, but looked at the golden Buddha sitting cross-legged on the stone platform. He has a huge body, kind eyes, bare feet and a smile, with his chest and abdomen exposed, and circles of Buddha's light flowing around his body.

That power, that Buddha aggregate, can subdue all living beings in the world.

"It's the Sixth Patriarch. Is this...is this his Buddha's golden body?" Chi Yao couldn't calm down and quickly bowed down to worship.

Zhang Ruochen also bowed and said: "When the Sixth Patriarch sat down and transformed, the golden body was transformed into 84,000 relics. Among them, 83,990 relics, at the moment of birth, It is transformed into the legendary Buddhist most precious mirror stand, and the remaining ten Buddha relics are stored in the ten sacred places of Buddhism. Therefore, the Sixth Patriarch does not have a golden body, only a mirror stand."

Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou's eyes moved to the stone platform under the Sixth Patriarch, and they had speculations in their hearts.

Zhang Ruochen actually couldn't believe that the legendary Mirror Tower was in "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Buddhist Explanation of Zen". However, apart from the power of the Mirror Stand, what other treasure can manifest the golden Buddha image of the Sixth Patriarch?

Moreover, the power and aura formed by the golden Buddha's shadow can frighten the beings at the level of great gods and prevent them from seeing through it.

Only the power of the Mirror Tower can do it.

Zhang Ruochen believed that when he used "The Picture of the Sixth Patriarch's Release of Zen" to intimidate the ghost master and the great god Jinju, the golden Buddha's shadow that appeared was also this one.

Zhang Ruochen smiled bitterly: "I think this is the Holy Monk's back-up plan. Those who place their hopes on us are not only the Holy Monk, but also the Sixth Patriarch who passed away due to serious injuries."

Chi Yao was quite puzzled by the meaning of Zhang Ruochen's words and said, "The holy monk's back-up plan?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded and walked towards the mirror platform and the golden Buddha figure of the Sixth Patriarch.

Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou wanted to follow, but they were blocked by the golden Sanskrit and could not break through.

Walking under the huge body of the Sixth Patriarch's golden Buddha, Zhang Ruochen stretched out a finger, pointed it upward, and collided with the Buddha's fingers.

"Boom!"

The golden Buddha's shadow split apart and turned into a golden vortex.

In the whirlpool, the sound of swords was heard, and seven swords were flying.

"It's the seven soul swords of the Sword Ancestor, actually preserved in the golden Buddha's shadow of the Sixth Ancestor. And... that's the broken divine source..." Chi Yao exclaimed.

Bright points of light emerged from the golden vortex, shining like stars.

It is the fragment of the divine source.

There are ten layers of broken sky, turned into ruins, like the ruins of a temple, floating in a sky-reaching river composed of regular divine patterns. In the Tongtian River, there are still the marks of the gods flickering, and the souls of gods floating like white mist.

Chi Yao and Kong Lanyou were both extremely happy.

"Qingzu thought that if he personally took action, he would have destroyed your cultivation. But he didn't expect that he still miscalculated. The Mirror Stage and the "Sixth Patriarch's Zen Picture" preserved your cultivation. He finally Still lost to the Sixth Patriarch and the Holy Monk!" Chi Yao was in a good mood, and the gloom in her heart was gone.

Zhang Ruochen actually sensed the aura of his soul, divine source, and soul sword when he entered the inner world of "The Sixth Patriarch's Zen Picture", but he knew that these were of no use at all.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the golden vortex above and said: "The Sixth Patriarch and the Holy Monk cannot be said to have won. They can only say that after death, they still fought to a draw with Qingzu. My divine source has been shattered. Even if it is re-condensed, it will still be a draw." Unable to continue practicing, I can only maintain the realm of a lower god, but..."

"But I can pass on your cultivation in this life to you, let you go to the thirty-third heaven, do what you want to do, fight, fight, and use my will to realize the Sixth Patriarch and Saint The future that monks are looking forward to. Yaoyao! This is my plan!”

Zhang Ruochen turned to look at Chi Yao, his expression indifferent but firm.

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There is another chapter today.