As soon as he saw this figure, liuluo's face changed. She didn't look like a powerful person who could examine her own thoughts. Instead, she was like an ordinary person in an ordinary alley with a short and long history. Her voice was floating, as if squeezed out of her teeth:
"Lingbao Tianzun!"
Master Tongtian! At the same time, Zhao Fugui almost blurted out, proving the legend. After introspecting every idea, he remembered all the books and poems he had read before, clearly as if he had just recited them several times.
And Tongtian sect leader and Lingbao Tianzun are different names of the same big man!
Unexpectedly, I met the ancient people on the other side. Sanqingli is a symbol of Lingbao Tianzun!
No! Could it be something like the remnant of emperor Tiandi in Beidou? Not the real master of Tongtian?
It's not right! The emperor of heaven has fallen, and the remnant trace and the shadow have no corresponding strength. If we face the Lingbao Tianzun, the remnant trace is the noumenon, and the shadow can turn into the real body, and the time and space are the same!
Just when they were confused and almost followed the example of burning lamp ancient Buddha and Duobao Tianzun to avoid them, they saw the auspicious and indistinguishable figure surrounded by surging waves, and the bright and perfect round behind them was like Baoguang, which contained all possible reasons, expanding at a slow and rapid speed, enveloping the heaven and earth, clear and misty.
Zhao Fugui and Liu Luo didn't have time to escape. They were in a trance and felt washed away. It was like sinking into the river of time from the driving of Beidou emperor.
Doesn't it mean that Lingbao Tianzun has been missing for a long time? With this idea, Zhao Fugui's body and mind trembled, and his eyes returned to the pure and bright. He saw the shimmering around him, flowing slowly. It contained the vicissitudes of life, which was like a song every year, but would never come again after passing away, and infiltrated himself as ever.
And the old one riding Kui Niu. Retrograde in the long river, did not look at himself and liuluo.
All around, the waves suddenly changed, reflecting Zhao Fugui's familiar island and familiar world. The familiar Pavilion is the jin'ao Island deduced from the debris of the flood and wasteland, the Shangqing Kingdom, which used to be called together with Qingwei Kingdom and dachitian Kingdom, and the biyou palace, which is ethereal and has left deep traces in its own life!
Biyou palace. Just then, the Lingbao Tianzun, who was riding Kui Niu, was standing high on the rolling five Qi, talking about the magic of the road. The bright light behind his head made every corner crystal clear and perfect, but the audience who sat down was no longer the grand occasion of the coming of ten thousand immortals. There were only about ten of them.
His voice came to Zhao Fugui and Liu Luo's ears vaguely. Instead of the ancient vicissitudes, Qingyue is like a golden age. Every word is thought-provoking and thought-provoking. It seems that he is expounding the mystery of the great way and the secret of the era. He is also a bit intoxicated by the fact that Liu Luo is a well-known ancient god. He is so absorbed that he is afraid of missing any sentence.
Since the emperor took office, the other side of the performance has been hard to find in the world!
At this time, Lingbao Tianzun slightly raised his head, a pair of eyes suddenly clear, direct contact with Zhao Fugui, liuluo's line of sight!
Bang!
Zhao Fugui and Liu luoru were struck by thunder and felt numb. At the beginning of the supreme Wuji, Qingyun and Jiutian Xuanqi Qingyun are rippling at the same time. They only feel that their eyes are high and deep, chaotic and hard to see, but they are clearly looking at themselves. I do not know how much time, how much history, looking at their own!
The other shore is invisible!
Lingbao Tianzun looks back, the water waves suddenly shake, biyou palace is fragmented.
When everything was clear, he sat on Kui Niu's back again and continued to go up the river of time. A light of terror flies from the deep of the river and falls into his hand. It turns into a simple sword with interwoven patterns on it, forming the word "Qingping". Where Qingping sword flies, Zhao Fugui vaguely sees the island of jin'ao and the dark and creeping blood.
Both of them look at each other and see the doubts in each other's eyes. Then they restrain their emotions, suppress their thoughts and watch quietly.
Time never stops flowing. Zhao Fugui and Liu Luo have no ability to swim back. They can only watch Lingbao Tianzun holding Qingping in his hand, with a clear and perfect light behind them, riding on the auspicious light Kui Niu, walking back step by step.
All of a sudden, the wave light was turbulent and the image changed. It seemed that there was a pure mountain peak, and there was a terrible and powerful breath, which directly distorted all the senses. Zhao Fugui could no longer see clearly. He only vaguely saw the mysterious yellow pagoda of heaven and earth, the Taiji moral map and so on, which were interwoven into a phoenix pattern with five virtues.
"Lingshan! The battle of the annihilation of Lingshan Zhao Fugui said in a deep voice.
The mountain carries too much of its own past. It's something that I dare not forget day and night. How can I not recognize it?
It was once the Buddha's Taoist temple, the core of the pure land of Suva, the spiritual mountain in the heart!
And the demon saint has only one visit to Lingshan, the battle of the destruction of Ten Thousand Buddhas!
At this time, Lingbao Tianzun, riding Kui Niu, broke into the range of Lingshan mountain, completely blurring the vision of Zhao Fugui and liuluo. Only a magnificent and dignified voice came out:
"I will be respected at the end of robbery!"
Crackling, all kinds of light rising, that is, the scene of Lingshan is no longer visible.Liu Luo was silent for a few breath, and suddenly sighed: "I didn't expect that he also intervened in the war of Lingshan..."
In the battle of Lingshan mountain, Ten Thousand Buddhas fell together, and the demon clan was also greatly damaged. Few of them could walk out alive. More importantly, when the monkey king broke through Lingshan mountain, sealed and saved the great saints such as the ox demon king, it was the beginning of the confrontation on the other side. In other words, Amitabha Buddha, Bodhi ancient Buddha and other people on the other side did not mention it. Unless the demon Saint revived and the great sage of heaven opened his mouth, no one would know What happened afterwards.
"No wonder the demon Saint didn't have time to save his strong men." Zhao Fugui also sighed.
As the light and shadow faded, Lingbao Tianzun, who was riding on Kui Niu, appeared again. He was still retrograde in light and shadow, moving towards the past.
The new scene is highlighted. The nine layers of hazy fairyland are high above ten thousand square meters. Then they are shaken by the breath of the past, the present and the future. Everything is blurred again, distorting the senses of Zhao Fugui and Liu Luo.
"The battle of the fall of heaven..." Liu Luo's eyes were a little stunned, and his tone was full of sobs.
I didn't expect to see the nightmare scene again today.
With Lingbao Tianzun riding Kui Niu, breaking through the fog and stepping on the top of the Ninth Heaven, Zhao Fugui vaguely sees a Qingyun, which covers this world, a dark and chaotic Qingyun!
Qingyun is the perfect beginning of the supreme Wuji!
Yuanshi Tianzun!
This is the first time that I have ever seen Yuanshi Tianzun in my true sense, even if I peep at it because of the historical reappearance Zhao Fugui's heart surged and his eyes opened. He tried to see Yuanshi Tianzun clearly, but he could only see that Qingyun.
However, at this moment, Zhao Fugui heard an old, familiar and strange voice, which contained the original meaning. It came from a long distance, as if sighing:
"the matter of Tao and fruit, it's really hard to fake things..."
Zhao Fugui and Liu Luo are both in a daze. It took a long time for them to recover. The leader of Tongtian sect, who is riding Kui Niu, left the heaven long ago. When he fell, he continued to move forward towards the upstream of time and the depth of time.
The scene of the journey to the West has emerged, but the figure of Lingbao Tianzun is always sitting in biyou palace preaching, almost no intervention.
Then he rode on Kui Niu again and went retrograde for a long time.
However, when Zhao Fugui felt that he was about to return to the war of Fengshen, the figure of Lingbao Tianzun disappeared, completely disappeared, and the river of time was cut off there, isolated from the past!
"The river of time is broken?" Zhao Fugui and Liu Luo speak at the same time.
It's shimmering and can't be changed. Once again, their sight is slightly blurred. Then they find themselves back on the top of the Beidou emperor's car. They are in the depths of darkness and nothingness. What they saw just now seems like a dream.
The light in liuluo's eyes leaped, and his wisdom flickered. After pondering for a moment, he suddenly said:
"I understand that the purpose of the journey to the West was to cover up something."
Hearing this, Zhao Fugui also suddenly said: "Yuanshi Tianzun opened the source of time, extracted the gods and derived the real world to cover up the whereabouts of Lingbao Tianzun, while the moral Tianzun cut off the journey to the west to cover up the whereabouts of Yuanshi Tianzun. If you want to know the final destination of the two, you may want to integrate the three realms and restore the river of time to its original state."
This is really a difficult task!
Speaking of this, Zhao Fugui was stunned and said: "but the words of emperor Yuanshi are full of profound meaning."
"It's really hard to fake things when it comes to Tao and Guo." Liu Luo frowned slightly.
"Yes, it seems to be a feeling of the ethereal mystery of Daoguo, but on the other hand, it can be seen that at the beginning, several other sides joined hands to fight in heaven, I'm afraid it was for the sake of achieving Daoguo! And that's why the emperor of heaven tried to break away from the emperor of Yuan Dynasty and the emperor of morality and set up his own house Zhao Fugui's eyes are deep, looking into the distance.