Reading to Become a God

After the owner of the restricted area told Ye Chen about this matter, he disappeared directly and did not care about what happened next. Ye Chen looked at the major forces in the world and looked directly at the two old monks with indifferent eyes. Although he didn't say anything now, the meaning was very obvious.

The old monk narrowed his eyes slightly, but in the end he didn't do anything. He turned around and left, leaving behind a sentence.

"Buddhists, since we have made this bet, then we will follow the bet."

If it were at other times, the people of Ximo would never give up on Emperor Shitian. After all, the young monk was too important to Ximo. But now many of the various races in the world are on Mount Sumeru, and those superpowers who have been hidden for many years at the level of the Red Dust Immortal refuse to recognize this bet.

Then their West Desert Buddhist sect will probably make a fool of themselves.

So they have to give up now and figure out how to solve the problem in the future.

After hearing the news, the greedy monk and the big black dog looked in the direction of the little monk and said.

"Little monk, go home."

The young monk was a little confused. After witnessing the death of his master, as well as the incredible strength of the monks on Mount Xumi, he had already accepted his fate. But now, when his other master set foot on Mount Sumeru and took him home, tears welled up in his eyes, but he did not cry.

He stood up slowly. The Western Desert Buddha on his side frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly, but in the end he did not take action. People from all races were watching now. Even though the little monk was so important to Buddhism, he could not do it. Do something.

The little monk walked to Ye Chen step by step. The tears in his eyes had long disappeared. He looked at Ye Chen with a strong look on his face and bowed slightly to Ye Chen.

"Disciple thanks master!"

The young monk knelt down and saluted directly, but Ye Chen did not stop him. As a master, he was qualified to receive a great gift from the young monk, but he just said it softly.

"You have to remember this mountain."

Then, turning around and leaving, the young monk stood up, took one last look at the Great Leiyin Temple, recited a Buddhist chant, and followed the greedy, angry monk and the Black Emperor directly down to the Buddhist holy land.

Although Emperor Sahitian is now a monk, he does not have much favorable impression of Mount Sumeru. His master died at the foot of this mountain.

At this moment, the little monk finally truly grew up. He understood that his master did not want him to be depressed. His master had high hopes for him, otherwise he would not have to fight to the death to face this whole thing.

Sooner or later, he will rely on his own strength to set foot on Mount Sumeru.

When Ye Chen and others disappeared, the families sitting outside the Great Leiyin Temple were all a little embarrassed. They did not expect that Ye Chen could actually turn defeat into victory under such circumstances and bring down the entire Sumeru Mountain.

It was meaningless for all the people to stay like this. They all stood up and said goodbye to Shi Zhengtian. Shi Zhengtian said goodbye one by one. In the blink of an eye, the originally bustling Leiyin Temple became empty at this moment, as if it was a competition before Ye Chen. Among them, he was completely defeated at once.

Ximo Fuzi looked at Ye Chen's retreating defense line with some anger on his face, while the little nun looked at the little monk's back in a daze, even though he could no longer see it now.

Shi Zhengtian, the abbot of Daleiyin Temple, glanced at Mo Ke, sighed, and then turned around and left.

The entire incident in the Western Desert ended after Ye Chen's complete victory. No one in the world discusses this. For some people, it is normal for Ye Chen to be able to do this. Now in the world, no one can restrict Ye Chen.

In the past few days, the world of heaven and earth has been unusually quiet, and no major events have been reported. It seems that the strong winds and waves have passed, leaving some time for the world to breathe.

The Immortal Tomb is still floating in the void, and the faint devil's fog around it seems to tell everyone of its danger. Since its appearance, no one has entered. Some people speculate that the real immortal must be visiting secretly, but no one can be sure.

The Kunlun Mountain in Yuxu Ancient City exudes endless divine light all day long, but since Ye Chen obtained all the creations there, there has been no change and everyone seems to have forgotten about him.

The world of the heavens, except for those few young people who are constantly walking, seems to have returned to normal before. The time when all races live in peace has finally arrived.

In the Eastern Wasteland, on a vast land.

A young man kept waving his hands, thinking about something from time to time. He is an ordinary monk, whose cultivation level is not even that of a king, but he is considered a genius among his family.

Now he is traveling in the Eastern Wasteland, and the effect is obvious. He is getting closer and closer to the realm of kings.

"Eastern Wasteland is really a very suitable place for cultivation."

The young man chanted silently.

Just when he was about to leave this place, suddenly, the heaven and earth shook violently.

It seemed as if the entire Donghuang was trembling at this time. The young man was startled. He looked in all directions, but there was nothing strange. His eyes widened, and he felt an unparalleled pressure appearing in his heart.

Suddenly, he raised his head, and he saw a huge boulder several hundred feet high falling from the void. The boulder seemed to appear out of thin air, as if it were coming from the sky, carrying the slightest aura of dignity, descending into this world. .

The young man secretly said something bad and should leave this area immediately.

"boom!"

The huge aura of the boulder made the young man pale, and the whole earth was shaking. A huge meteorite crater of more than ten thousand feet in size was formed where the boulder fell.

The young man felt a little stuffy in his chest. The boulder gave him great pressure, but the endless light emanating from the side of the boulder made him curious.

Under the pressure, the young man moved forward slowly. Fortunately, the pressure was getting smaller and smaller, and it seemed to be slowly returning to normal. He took a deep breath and walked slowly to the front of the boulder. Suddenly, he saw the bright red blood light on the boulder.

Those were four big characters written in blood, so dazzling and murderous. The young man's eyes kept bleeding, but he did not stop his gaze until cracks appeared on his whole body. The pressure emanating from the blood was not something he could withstand at all.

His body trembled, his eyes turned blood red, and finally, his body could no longer hold on.

At the last glance, he finally saw the four big characters clearly.

The Supreme of the Five Mountains!

Suddenly, thunder appeared in the sky, and countless cracks appeared on the ground.

The longest one was ten thousand miles long.

The entire ten thousand miles area collapsed.

A ray of fairy light flashed, and under the ground.

A vicissitudes, majestic, ancient mountain slowly rose.