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    When the Wanfo Festival in the Buddhist world is approaching, practitioners from all walks of life will go to the West Paradise.

    However, the journey to the Western Paradise is far away. Even the place closest to the Western Paradise needs to cross a sea of ??golden clouds shrouded in Buddha light to reach the Western Paradise. Therefore, it is impossible for non-Human Sovereign practitioners to reach the Western Paradise unless they are accompanied by a strong person.  of.

    At this time, above the golden sea of ??clouds heading to the west, there was a golden-winged roc flying through the golden clouds, but the speed was not very fast. It was not that the golden-winged roc deliberately slowed down, but this  The sea of ??golden clouds is extremely thick under the Buddha's light, even if it is in its realm, it will be a bit strenuous to move forward.

    Ye Futian and the others stood on it, admiring this sea of ??clouds, above the golden sea of ??clouds, there was a peaceful glow, which made people feel extremely comfortable, bathed in the endless Buddha light, but under this magnificent beauty, want to cross  Traveling through the sea of ??clouds is not easy.

    This golden-winged roc bird is at the peak of the Demon Emperor, but it still takes some time to travel through this sea of ??clouds, and to break through the clouds and mists requires the support of the realm. It can be seen that people who are below the realm of the upper emperor want to cross this sea of ??clouds.  Basically there are not many opportunities.

    In the distance, you can see that other practitioners are also on their way. Like them, they are traveling through the sea of ??clouds and heading towards the west sky.

    Xitian is the real holy place of Buddhism. When Wanfo Festival is approaching, Xitian is naturally the place with the most intense atmosphere. It is said that many Buddhas in the western world have left from the spiritual mountain dojo to go to Xitian.

    Finally, Ye Futian and the others crossed the golden sea of ??clouds the day before the Wanfo Festival, broke through the clouds and mist, and came to the world of Western Paradise.

    Without the thick feeling of the golden cloud, the golden-winged roc galloped like a golden lightning, heartily, as if he was a little depressed during the previous period and could not show his speed.

    "It's spectacular!"

    Fang Cun looked down and said, "Is this the West Paradise?"

    The ground below, at a glance, is full of ancient Buddhist buildings, and the whole world is bathed in the light of Buddha. The bustle is full of tranquility and peace, giving people a sense of tranquility.

    "It's the West Paradise." The golden-winged roc spoke in a human voice, and its golden eyes looked down into the sky. It was also the first time it came to the West Paradise. It was the mount of Moyun Patriarch who practiced in Liuyu Heaven before.  But he has never been to this sacred place in the Buddhist world. Patriarch Moyun came here by himself and did not bring it with him.

    "Not only below, but also in the air." Xiao Ling looked towards the far direction in the void. Under the peaceful Buddha light, there were many figures walking in the sky.  They can also see many figures of Buddha, surrounded by Buddha's light around their bodies, and even have a halo of Buddha's way behind their heads, which is extremely dazzling.

    Arriving here, it is really like stepping into the world of Buddhism, and there are big Buddhas everywhere.

    However, this is also normal. When the Ten Thousand Buddhas' Day comes, people who believe in Buddhism and practice the power of Buddhism will naturally come the most, and most of the top forces in the Western world are also Buddhist forces.

    Today, the western world gathers in Xitian, and there is a grand occasion in front of us.

    The peaceful Xitian world seems to be a place outside the world. It makes people feel that there will be no fights here, and they are all practitioners who are dedicated to Buddha.

    "It is rumored that on the holy land of the Western Heaven, everything is open, whether it is the place where the residence is settled or the place where ancient temples meditate, no one is guarding it. There are even ancient Buddhist scriptures that can be read in many ancient temples.  Anyone who comes to the Western Paradise can read it directly." Golden-winged Dapeng continued, although he was naturally reckless and greedy, yearning for power, but he still had awe and longing for this holy land of Buddhism.

    No matter who comes to this land, it will be the same as him.

    Everyone was curious when they heard his words, and Chen Yi asked, "What if someone takes it away or destroys it?"

    "Buddhist holy land, everything is in the eyes of the Buddha. No matter what you do in this holy land, you can't escape the eyes of the Buddha, and you will naturally be punished as you should." Dapeng continued, his voice was a bit loud.  Full of sense of holiness, as rebellious as him, when he arrived in the Holy Land of the Western Paradise, he still only had a sense of awe.

    "Go down for a walk." Ye Futian said, and the golden-winged roc suddenly swooped down, landed in the sky, and then turned into a human form, and a group of people landed on the ground.

    The practitioners around just glanced at it casually, and it is not surprising that people with this kind of cultivation can be seen everywhere in this land.

    Today, top figures from the entire Western world are gathered in the Holy Land of the West.

    Ye Futian and the others walked on this holy land, and people who practiced here and there could see top practitioners everywhere, and many of them were extremely extraordinary.

      Walking in front of a building, Ye Futian stopped. It seemed to be a tea house, filled with the scent of sandalwood, with Zen characters engraved on it.

    "Go in and sit down." Ye Futian said, approached the tea house, found a place to sit down, and immediately someone came up to make tea, and he was a monk.

    After the monk made tea, he saluted Ye Futian and the others with clasped hands together, and then stepped back without making a sound.

    Ye Futian nodded in return, he looked at Mo Yunzi and asked, "It seems that it is indeed as you said, all places in the holy land of Buddhism are open, but where is this monk from?"

    Why are there monks who are willing to make tea in the tea house, and the monks' cultivation level is not low.

    "It should also be a kind of practice." Mo Yunzi said.

    "Okay." Ye Futian nodded, the method of Buddhist practice is different, there is nowhere to practice, there are all kinds of methods, there are ascetic monks who walk in the world all day long, and seeing all kinds of life is practice; there are monks who do good in the world, which is also practice;  Listening to the rain and watching the bamboo in the deep mountains and wild forests is also practice.

    Ye Futian glanced at the tea house, and it should be practitioners from all walks of life. Their cultivation bases are not low, and most of them are not Buddhist practitioners, and they seem to be talking about the Wanfo Festival.

    Ye Futian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and a sense of coolness penetrated into the body, making people feel peaceful.

    It seems that tea is not ordinary tea.

    Outside the tea house, on the street, there was a monk in white walking. He didn't make the slightest sound when he walked. His feet were bare, but there was no trace of dust on his feet. Not only his feet, but his clothes  The white clothes were also not stained with any dust.

    This is a monk with no hair, his right hand is erected in front of his chest when he walks, and he even closes his eyes when he walks, but from his face, he can still see a handsome face.

    Many people glanced at the monk. This monk gave people a very strange feeling, and it made people feel extremely comfortable just by looking at it.

    The monk stepped into the teahouse, still without making a sound, until he walked in front of Ye Futian and the others, Ye Futian and his party noticed the existence of the monk.

    "Is there something wrong, master?" Ye Futian asked with a smile.

    "Lady Ye." The monk opened his eyes, and those eyes were as bright as stars, clean and clear, but seemed bottomless.

    "Master knows me?" Ye Futian showed a strange look, a little surprised, he couldn't see through the monk's cultivation level, and he didn't have the slightest breath in his body.

    But obviously, the other party will not be an ordinary monk.

    "Lady Ye came from Shenzhou and caused an uproar in Liuyutian. How can I not know." The monk smiled, which made Ye Futian show a hint of vigilance.

    Is it a coincidence that he was recognized when he first arrived?
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