Opening confession to the beautiful master

"I hope Mr. Zhang will think twice. Only under your leadership can Buddhism reach the peak."

Fulong Luohan was a little unwilling and continued to try.

But Zhang Yi's attitude was very firm. "I have made up my mind. There is no need to mention this matter. Now that Buddhism has you eighteen immortal emperors, I believe that it will soon change the pattern of the immortal world."

Zhang Yi did not want to get too involved in these things, so as not to be contaminated by too many causes and effects.

Seeing Zhang Yi's tough attitude, the people of Buddhism showed a touch of loss on their faces. It can be seen that they really want Zhang Yi to take charge of the overall situation.

"In this case, we will not force it, but please remember that Buddhism will be your eternal ally. You only need to open your mouth for anything, and the disciples of Buddhism will not refuse!"

Fulong Luohan made his promise, which also represented the attitude of Buddhism towards Zhang Yi.

This trip to Buddhism was really a trick of fate. From the beginning, Wu Xin set up a plan to kill several people, to now Zhang Yi helped them to kill their inner demons, become the Eighteen Immortal Emperors, and control Buddhism in a sense. It only happened within a few days, which was incredible.

"Remember the conditions I told you before."

Zhang Yi didn't care about Fu Long Luohan's information, but just emphasized one sentence.

"Don't worry, if Mr. Zhang is worried, you can go to the Heavenly Palace with us to ask the Emperor for an explanation."

Fu Long Luohan took the initiative to invite, thinking that with Zhang Yi by his side, he might have a better chance of winning.

Zhang Yi hurriedly shook his head and refused, "I won't go with you."

Now is not the time for him to go to the Heavenly Palace. This time he made such a big fuss in the fairy world, the Emperor must have noticed it. He had a premonition that the next time he and the Emperor met, the Emperor must come to find him.

"Okay, then we will go to the Heavenly Palace immediately and ask the Emperor for an explanation."

Fulong Luohan nodded, and was eager to go to the Heavenly Palace, just like when Wuxin died.

But just when they were about to go to the Heavenly Palace, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the void, and a dazzling divine light fell from the sky, and endless divine power was released from it, and people dared not look directly at it.

"This...what is this?"

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by the divine light, and the breathing of the Eighteen Arhats became a little faster, their eyes were full of tears, and their expressions were extremely excited.

"Inherited God's throne! The legendary inherited God's throne! After waiting for so many years, this inherited God's throne finally appeared!"

Fulong Luohan knelt on the ground with a pious look, muttering to himself.

"Miracle! This is a real miracle!"

"Is this the legendary inheritance throne? This pressure alone makes people feel a little breathless. I don't know who will be chosen for this inheritance throne in the end?"

"In that case, won't a new god appear in the fairy world?"

The Buddhist disciples all understood at this moment that the inheritance throne was contained in the divine light, and they were all very excited.

Today is indeed an unforgettable day for Buddhism. First, the eighteen immortal emperors were created, and now the inheritance throne has appeared. This undoubtedly indicates the rise of Buddhism, and all this is because of Zhang Yi!

"Is this the inheritance throne of Buddhism? Why did it appear at this time? Could it be because of the appearance of the eighteen immortal emperors?"

Zhang Yi clearly saw that there was a jade tablet with a sacred white light in the divine light, and there were also complex runes carved on it, which were somewhat similar to the divine patterns on his sword of killing gods. Presumably, that was the legendary inheritance throne.

At the same time, many strong men have come to the Buddhist sect, all attracted by this divine light, but Zhang Yi did not see the figure of the Emperor of Heaven in the crowd, but saw two familiar people in the Heavenly Court, namely the Chaos God General and the Lingtian Divine Sword.

People from the Tianqing Holy Academy also came this time, they were Ye Wumian and Jiu Fengzi. With the improvement of Zhang Yi's strength, Jiu Fengzi's status in the Tianqing Holy Academy has also risen.

"Zhang Yi, I heard Zi Ling say that you came to the Buddhist sect before, and I knew that the recent movement in the Buddhist sect must be caused by you. You kid is really..."

Jiu Fengzi flashed to Zhang Yi's side, with a smile on his face, but when he found that Zhang Yi's cultivation had changed, his expression suddenly changed, and he said with a little surprise: "When did you break through to the late stage of the Immortal King? Didn't you break through to the upper immortal realm when you went to the Heavenly Court?"

"It was only in these few days."

Zhang Yi smiled indifferently.

"Okay, okay, you really didn't let me down!"

Jiu Fengzi nodded excitedly, getting closer and closer to what he thought.

"Drunkard, how come you look like this after not seeing you for so many years?"

The Monkey King saw his old friend again, but found that the drunkard had no cultivation at all, and couldn't help but frown, "Did something happen to you? Tell me, I'll help you get revenge!"

Obviously, the Monkey King and the drunkard have a close relationship, otherwise he wouldn't say this, and there was a blazing flame in his eyes, and his anger didn't seem to be fake.

The drunkard went up to the Monkey King and gave him a warm hug, laughing: "Hahahaha, you finally came out, you dead monkey!"

"Let's talk about my business later, let's first figure out the matter of the inheritance of the throne."

The drunkard waved his hand, and didn't dwell on this matter too much, but set his sights on the inheritance of the throne, which was also the purpose of their trip.

In just a moment, almost all the Immortal Emperors in the Immortal Realm gathered in Buddhism. They all came here to inherit the divine throne. Even though inheriting the Buddhist divine throne required a high price, many people still wanted it.

"Hey...the Eighteen Arhats of Buddhism have already broken through to the Immortal Emperor? Doesn't this matter have anything to do with you?"

The drunk maniac also discovered the breakthrough in the realm of the Eighteen Arhats in Buddhism, and couldn't help but look at Zhang Yi curiously. He had a vague feeling that this had a high probability to be related to Zhang Yi.

"Thanks to Donor Zhang, we can break through the Immortal Emperor this time."

Fulong Arhat was also acquainted with Drunken Maniac, and he said this with great respect.

Hearing this, the alcoholic lunatic looked up to the sky and laughed, pointing at the inheritance god in the void and said: "Hahaha, the sky has eyes. Now that I have the talent to kill gods, what about the gods' lower realms?"

All signs make Drunk Maniac more convinced that the day of his revenge is not far away.

"Master, what do you think of the Buddhist inheritance of gods?"

Zhang Yi looked at the drunk maniac curiously, wanting to hear his thoughts.

"This divine position is not suitable for you, your way is not here."

The drunk man knew the meaning of Zhang Yi's words and directly expressed his thoughts.

"Then let's see who can win this inherited divine position this time."

Zhang Yi instantly became a spectator.