Chapter 951: Buddha Yan Patriarch

"Hey, don't mention it..."

Huanxi Buddha licked his mouth and snorted irritably.

He was actually slapped in the face by a little **** monarch realm cultivator.

This really made him nowhere to put the face of the powerhouse of the Divine King Realm.

"Let's talk about it, we two have known each other for many years, if you are in trouble, I can help you!"

Foyan ancestor said with a chuckle.

"What do you help? You always appear as a clone, and the deity does not show up. This body is limited in strength..."

Huanxi Buddha sighed.

The main body of Buddha Yan's ancestor is the root of Buddha Yan, and the clones are spread all over the divine soil, and no one knows where his main body is.

Such a terrifying big demon, logically speaking, should be extremely cruel.

But what I didn't expect was.

The ancestor of Buddha Yan was extremely fond of studying Buddhism and Dao. He studied extensively in Buddhism and all sects. The average Buddhist monk could not compare to him in terms of Buddhism and Dao attainments.

For so many years.

Foyan ancestor always appeared in the world as a clone of the first level of the **** king realm, and never appeared on the body.

Therefore, the world has always had many speculations about his realm.

"Happy Buddha, this is your fault. Although my clone is not very strong, it can also advise you and help you fight at critical moments... don't you think?"

The ancestor Foyan smiled slightly and put his hands together.

"Hey, all right!

In fact, it is like this. I just met a Yan Futi on the celestial boat of the holy lady of the Holy Buddha..."

Huanxi Buddha didn't want to offend this old friend, so he explained the whole process.

"Good fellow, yet another Yan Futi appeared?"

The ancestor Foyan looked horrified, looked around nervously, and then said in surprise.

"Another one? What do you mean?"

Huanxi the Buddha frowned and asked.

Listening to the tone of the ancestor Buddha Yan, it seems that there is more than one Yan Futi?

Why hasn't he heard of it before?

"Since another Yan Futi has appeared, then I won't hide it from you!

In fact, in the depths of the Jade Buddha Cave, a vicious Yan Futi was also suppressed..."

The ancestor Foyan sighed and said.

"In the Jade Buddha Cave, there is also a Yan Futi? Who did you listen to? Why hasn't anyone heard it before?"

Huanxi Buddha asked in shock.

"This matter is considered a secret, and the time is too long. If you go back further, it will be millions of years. At that time you were not born yet..."

Foyan ancestor spread his hands, hehe with a smile.

He is the root of Buddha Flame, and his life span is almost infinite, so he knows a lot of secrets.

"So, I probably understand..."

Huanxi Buddha nodded solemnly, thought for a moment, and asked: "It is said that this Yan Futi is difficult to be universal, but it is the number one enemy of my Buddhism. And the Jade Buddha Sect is known as one of the three most powerful forces. For millions of years, I wonder if you have successfully transformed that name Yan Futi?"

"This is hard to say..."

The ancestor Foyan smiled mysteriously and looked in a certain direction of the void, with a misty voice: "It is said that it was a success, so this time the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Patriarchal Society, Jade Buddha Sect will announce this news!"

"Jade Buddha Sect really has this ability?"

The ancestor Huanxi raised his eyebrows and asked with a sneer.

Although the Jade Buddha Sect is one of the three supreme powers of the three Buddhist sects, it is still slightly inferior to the Sacred Buddha Sect in terms of the depth of Buddhism.

This is recognized by the world.

"This...I can't say that, anyway, the gossip is like that.

Since some of them say that Purdue has been successful, I will go over and take a look..."

The ancestor Foyan smiled slightly, as if thinking of something again, shook his head and smiled: "Unexpectedly, this world can be so wonderful-just now Purdue succeeded in a Yan Futi, but there was a second Yan Futi. How can such a wonderful thing lose the original ancestor?"

"Haha, it is indeed a wonderful thing!"

Huanxi Buddha also laughed.

It would be an unimaginable event if the two great Yan Futi gathered together in the Jade Buddha Cave.

I am afraid…

Yan Fu, the second place, would scare the Jade Buddha Sect when he proposed that he is now in Jade Buddha City, right?

"As you said, your such a powerful realm can hardly reduce that little monk in the Divine Sovereign realm. It can be seen that Yan Futi's Purdue is definitely not determined according to the cultivation base.

This time, Yan Futi will also go to Jade Buddha City to participate in the puja of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, I think things will become very interesting..."

The ancestor Foyan said here, pulling on the robes of the happy Buddha, and urged: "Which direction did the immortal boat fly in? Quickly take me over, I also want to see if this guy has three heads and six arms!"

"Where there are three heads and six arms, it's just a little white face!"

Happy Buddha said with a cold snort.

"Haha, this little white face has left a psychological shadow on you!"

Foyan ancestor laughed.

Huanxi Buddha's face was gloomy, no longer speaking, pulling Buddha Yan's ancestor through the air.

On the Immortal Boat of Saint Buddha.

Master Hongyun looked around and saw that there were tall and splendid temples on the land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and he couldn't help but be amazed.

"This Ten Thousand Buddhas Realm is truly a sacred place of the Buddha Sect. There are so many temples..."

Master Hongyun sighed.

"Flying for so long, haven't you felt your master yet?"

Ye Yun turned away from the subject and asked with a glance.

"No, I don't know, where is my master and his old man..."

Master Hongyun said in a low mood.

"It seems that your master knew that I was coming, so he hid him and didn't dare to get ahead!"

Ye Yun smiled faintly.

"How is that possible? My master, his elder, is the proud man of heaven, and his talent in Buddhism can be said to be astounding. There is no one in the past and no one in the future..."

Grand Master Fortune talked freely.

Hearing the conversation between the two people, the saint in white still closed her eyes, standing still, looking extremely calm.

The yoga deity opened his eyes at this time.

"You can count all the top princes of the Buddha in the Ten Thousand Buddha Regions. Which green onion is your master? Is there a name?"

The yoga deity willow raised his eyebrows and asked coldly.

Facing the powerful deity of the Yoga God, Master Hongyun showed a timid look, but he took a deep breath, still bold, and magically transformed a portrait in the void.

This portrait is of a monk in red, wearing a mask, making it impossible to see the true face.

"This is my master, senior, do you recognize him?"

Master Fortune asked tremblingly.

"How do I know when wearing a mask? Among the top ten arrogances of the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect, there is no one who hides his head and reveals his tail!"

The Yoga God snorted coldly.

It seems that this little true spirit monk is a bit boring, and the Yoga God is too lazy to pay attention to it, and she also closed her eyes.

From the beginning to the end, the saint in white did not open her eyes.

"Master Hongyun, your master wears a mask all year round?"

Ye Yun asked.

"Yes, I don't know what he looks like..."

Master Hongyun spread his hands and sighed helplessly: "I thought someone had met my master, but it disappointed me... It seems that my master's mask has already been taken off when he reaches the land of God."

Ye Yun sneered and said, "You master didn't regard you as an apprentice at first sight. You still count on him to save you. Dream about you!"

"..."

Master Hongyun lowered his head sadly and stopped talking.

He seemed to realize that it was like this.

The master abandoned him.

He is now a helpless orphan.

There was a wave of fluctuations in the void.

Two figures came out from inside and floated above the immortal boat.

"Happy Buddha, didn't you let you go? Why did you get out of here again?"

Ye Yun frowned and asked.

When he said this, Ye Yun's gaze fell on the yellow-clothed monk.

This monk's body gave him a faint familiar breath.