As the Buddha's Day comes, people from all walks of life who practice in all directions go to the West.

However, the journey to the West is long, and even the place closest to the West is necessary to cross a golden sea of ​​clouds covered by Buddha's light to reach the West. Therefore, it is impossible for those who are not a human emperor to practice, except for those who are strong.

At this time, over the golden sea of ​​clouds heading to the west, a golden-winged roc was passing through the golden clouds and mist, but the speed was not very fast. It was not that the golden-winged roc deliberately slowed down, but that this golden sea of ​​clouds was extremely thick under the Buddha's light, and it was a bit difficult to move forward even at its realm.

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

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 it requires realm support when breaking through the clouds and mists. It can be seen that people at the level below the upper emperor have basically no chance to cross this sea of ​​clouds.

In the distance, you can see other practitioners rushing to the road, just like them, traveling through the sea of ​​clouds and heading towards the west.

The West Heaven is the true holy place of Buddhism. When the Ten Thousand Buddhas Festival is approaching, the West Heaven is naturally the place with the strongest atmosphere. It is said that many Buddhas in the Western world have left the spiritual mountain temple and rushed to the West Heaven.

Finally, Ye Futian and his team crossed the golden sea of ​​clouds the day before the Ten Thousand Buddhas Festival, broke through the clouds and mist, and came to the Western World.

Without the heavy feeling of golden clouds, the golden-winged roc is galloping like a golden lightning bolt, feeling refreshed. It seems that I was a little depressed during that period and cannot exert my own speed.

“So spectacular!”

Fangcun looked down and said, "Is this the West?"

The place below, at first glance, is full of ancient Buddhist buildings. The whole world is bathed in the Buddha's light, with a sense of tranquility and peace in the hustle and bustle, giving people a sense of tranquility.

"It's the West." The golden-winged Roc said human voice, and his golden eyes looked down at the sky. It was the first time it had come to the West. It had practiced in the Six Desire Heaven before, and was the mount of the ancestor Moyun, but he had never been to this holy land in the Buddha Realm. The ancestor Moyun had been here by himself and did not bring it.

"Not only below, but also in the air." Xiao Ling looked far in the void. Under the peaceful Buddha light, there were many figures walking in the air, many holy beasts in the Buddha realm, many of them were mounts of the Buddha, such as divine elephants, Di Ting, etc., and you could also see many Buddha figures. Their bodies were surrounded by Buddha light, and even behind their heads, there seemed to be a lot of Buddhist halos, which were extremely dazzling.

When you arrive here, you really feel like you have stepped into the Buddhist world, with great Buddhas everywhere.

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

Now that the Western world gathers in the West, there is a grand occasion in front of you.

The peaceful Western world seems to be a place outside the world, making people feel that there will be no fighting here, and they are all practitioners who are dedicated to the Buddha.

"It is said that on the holy land of the West, everything is open. Whether it is the place where you live or the place where you meditate in ancient temples, you are unattended. There are even ancient Buddhist scriptures to read in many ancient temples. Without anyone to restrain you, those who come to the West can read directly." The Golden-winged Roc continued. Although he was rebellious and greedy by nature and yearned for power, he still had awe and yearning for this holy land of Buddhism.

No matter who comes to this land, he will be like him.

When everyone heard his words, they showed curiosity, Chen Yi asked, "What if someone took it away or destroyed it?"

"The holy land of Buddhism is everything 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 will naturally be punished as you deserve." The big roll continued, his voice felt a little sacred, and he was as rebellious as he did. When he arrived at the holy land of the West, he still had only a sense of awe.

"Go down and have a walk." Ye Futian said, and the golden-winged roc suddenly swept down and descended to the sky, then turned into a human form, and the group fell on the ground.

The practitioners around them just took a random look, no wonder, it is not surprising that people with such cultivation can be seen everywhere on this land.

Today, the top figures in the entire Western world gather in the holy land of the Western Heaven.

Ye Futian and the others walked on this holy land. People who came and went to see top practitioners everywhere, and many of them were extremely extraordinary.

When I walked to a building, Ye Futian stopped. It seemed to be a teahouse with the smell of sandalwood, and the words "Zen" were engraved on it.

"Go in and sit down." Ye Futian said, walked closer to the teahouse, found a place to sit down, and immediately someone came to make tea, and it was a monk.

After the monk brewed tea, he clasped his hands at Ye Futian and others and bowed, then stepped back without making a sound.

Ye Futian nodded and returned his greeting. He looked at Mo Yunzi and asked, "It seems that as you said, all places in the holy land of Buddhism are open, but who is this monk?"

Why are there monks willing to make tea in the teahouse? Moreover, the monks' cultivation is not low.

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

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded. The Buddhist practice method is different and there is no place to practice. There are all kinds of methods. Some ascetic monks walk around the world all day long, and seeing all aspects of life is practice; some monks do good deeds in the world are also practiced; some people listen to the rain and watch bamboo in the deep mountains and forests, which is also practiced.

Ye Futian glanced at the teahouse. It was probably all practitioners from all walks of life, and their cultivation was not low. Moreover, most of them were not Buddhist practitioners, and they seemed to be discussing the Ten Thousand Buddhas Festival.

Ye Futian picked up the teacup and took a sip. A cool feeling penetrated into his body, making people feel calm.

It seems that tea is not ordinary tea either.

Outside the teahouse, on the street, there was a monk in white roaming. He didn't make any sound when he walked, barefoot, but there was no trace of dust on his feet. Not only his white robe, but also his white robe was not stained with dust.

This is a monk with no hair. When he steps, his right hand is on his chest, and even when he walks, he has his eyes closed. However, he can still see a handsome face from his face.

Many people looked at the monk. This monk gave people a very strange feeling, which made people feel extremely comfortable when they looked at it.

The monk walked into the teahouse without making any sound. It was not until he walked to Ye Futian and his group that Ye Futian and his party noticed the existence of the monk.

"Is there anything wrong with the master?" Ye Futian asked with a smile.

"Mr. Ye." The monk opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed as bright as stars, clean and clear, but also seemed to be bottomless.

"Master knows me?" Ye Futian showed a strange look, a little surprised. He couldn't see through the monk's cultivation level, and there was no breath in his body.

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

"Mr. Ye came from China and caused a huge uproar in the Six Desire Heaven. How could the little monk not know?" The monk smiled and spoke, which made Ye Futian look alert.

He was recognized by someone for the first time. Is this a coincidence?
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