Chapter 957: Maha Amara Sutra

"Master, if I can resolve the crisis of Saint Buddhism, I'm willing to be a Taoist companion for him!"

Before the Holy Heaven Buddha could speak, the Fallen Saintess walked a few steps forward and said with determination.

"Tsk tsk, Saintess of Fallen Leaves, you really understand the righteousness and made the most correct choice!"

Ye Yun stretched out his thumb and exclaimed.

"Liu Ye, never do this!"

The Holy Heaven Buddha waved his hand again and again, and unceremoniously refused.

"Master, our Holy Buddha Sect has stabilized the Jade Buddha Sect for so many years. If we lose the position of the first name now, wouldn't it make the major forces laugh?"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves said frustratedly.

"That's right, but do you know? This person is Yan Futi, even if he is willing, after all, the nature is there. If he wants to be universal in a short time, the probability of success is extremely low!"

Shengtian Buddha sighed.

"I said the old monk, what do you mean by this? I take the initiative to cooperate... Isn't it enough?"

Ye Yun rolled his eyelids.

He has cooperated in this way, and this old monk has to push back and forth, which is really troublesome.

Why is it so difficult to obtain a Taoist priest with profound Dharma?

"You have no foundation in Buddhism, and you are born to be repelled by Buddhism. Even if you ask for perfection temporarily, it is impossible for you to be successful in Purdue!"

Shengtian Buddha's heart was crossed, and he said resolutely.

"That's not necessarily true..."

Ye Yun frowned and thought about the words of the Holy Heaven Buddha.

He understands somewhat now.

Ascended to the Buddha means, that is, even if he is willing to be Purdue, if he does not show some Dharma effects, I am afraid they will not be considered Purdue successful.

"In my warehouse, I remember there are some supreme Buddhist scriptures..."

Ye Yun secretly said in his heart.

Thinking of those Buddhist scriptures, Ye Yun had a bottom in his heart.

The level of these Buddhist scriptures is really too high.

Compared with the Buddhist scriptures of the major forces of the Shentu, it is not a bit taller.

Thinking of this, Ye Yun put on a confident look and smiled: "Holy Buddha, I dare to boast that Purdue will succeed in Haikou, believe it or not?"

"Old Na doesn't believe it!"

Shengtian Buddha shook his head and his expression became deeper.

"Saint, how about you purify me again now, if it succeeds, how about you fulfill your promise?"

Ye Yun looked at the Saintess of Fallen Leaves and said.

The Fallen Saint Goddess hesitated and looked towards the Buddha of Saint Heaven.

Holy Buddha did not speak.

"Holy woman, don't listen to his slander, I always feel that he has some ulterior motives!"

Said the Yoga Venerable from the side.

"Okay, you yoga deity, why do you ruin my good deeds over and over again? It seems that I have to add one more request!"

Ye Yun sneered.

"any request?"

The Yoga God looked at Ye Yun blankly, and asked subconsciously.

"The saint is my Taoist companion, then you, just be a maid who beats my shoulders..."

Ye Yun spread his hands.

"What? You let me be a maid who beats your shoulders as a powerful tenth-floor godly master?"

The yoga deity was shocked first, and then roared angrily.

"The words are rough and not rough, I can help Saint Buddha to solve the current crisis, can you? If you can, then what I said is invalid!"

Ye Yun smiled disapprovingly.

The little girl, the yoga deity, must be repaired.

Upon hearing these words, the Yoga deity fell silent.

The crisis of Saint Buddhism, she really can't do anything about it.

"Holy woman, the old monk doesn't make a statement, then you will do it again, and I promise to cooperate with you!"

Ye Yun said with a smile.

He was kind at the moment, his eyes were clear, and his voice was blowing like a spring breeze, but he looked like a young man.

It's not like a Yan Futi who is full of poisons.

"good!"

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves agreed upon gritted her teeth.

She made a mudra with her hands on her chest, and began to use the supreme supernatural powers of sentimental Prajna.

A phantom of the gods and Buddha appeared beside Ye Yun, reciting the Buddha's name together.

Ye Yun closed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, a strand of spiritual knowledge quietly entered a warehouse.

This warehouse.

It's all piles of supernatural powers.

There are so many magical powers, Ye Yun has only practiced five or six disciplines since he was reborn.

According to his estimate.

Even if it is a hundred thousand years of endless cultivation, there are so many exercises, it is impossible to complete it.

"That's it..."

Ye Yun swept across the warehouse, stretched out his hand, and grabbed a booklet out of the deep space.

This is a purple Buddhist scripture.

It is full of purple rays of light, and every ray of light seems to contain a vast world.

This is-Maha Imamara Sutra.

Ye Yun put the book on his forehead, and a purple light poured into his mind.

After remembering the verses in it.

Ye Yun put the Maha Boundless Sutra gently back into the warehouse.

"This Maha Boundless Sutra is really extraordinary..."

Ye Yun stood in the warehouse, looking into the darkness in the distance, his eyes flickering, and he said softly.

Immeasurable Maha——

Light is boundless, Buddhism is boundless, and sentient beings are boundless.

This is the highest Buddhism and Taoism in a certain universe.

Although Ye Yun didn't have much faith, it didn't prevent him from practicing Maha Boundless Sutra.

After all, any exercise classics in the warehouse were obtained by signing in by the system, and he was able to cultivate like a fish in water.

Of course.

If Ye Yun wants to cultivate to the highest realm of the Maha Imamara Sutra, it will naturally take a certain amount of time to comprehend it.

But in a short time.

It was enough to achieve some of the effects he wanted.

Ye Yun's divine consciousness returned.

The Maha Boundless Sutra began to run, and as time passed, a layer of faint purple particles gradually appeared on his body.

The purple particles are extremely brilliant and brilliant.

It seems that every purple particle is pregnant with a **** and Buddha.

"This is?"

Shengtian Buddha's eyes widened, looking at all this in disbelief.

The purple particles gave him the feeling that a **** and Buddha was gestating.

These unborn gods and Buddhas, for some reason, gave him a feeling of suppression.

"How is this possible? Can Yan Futi really be Purdue?"

The Yoga God was shocked, and at this moment, his heart was also flustered.

If she was really Purdue, wouldn't she become a maid who beats her shoulders?

However, when she thought of resolving the crisis of Saint Buddhism, she suddenly felt that even if she became a maid who beat her shoulders, the sacrifice was worthwhile.

The Saintess of Fallen Leaves was immersed in Purdue wholeheartedly, yet she hadn't noticed the purple particles.

Hum!

A strange sound suddenly rang in Ye Yun's body.

at this moment.

His whole body suddenly shined brightly, and the endless purple Buddha light rushed out from his pores like a tide.

In the purple Buddha's light, a purple **** and Buddha, as large as a mountain, sits in the void with great solemnity.

Puff!

Even the powerful Holy Heaven Buddha felt a powerful suppression at this moment, and couldn't help kneeling down.

OMG!

What kind of **** is this?

Every purple **** and Buddha actually gave him an indescribable pressure.

This feeling is like an ordinary Buddha meeting the Great Buddha King, and he can only fall to the ground and worship.

"Saint Lady of Fallen Leaves, don't be so involved, Purdue has succeeded, open your eyes and have a look?"

Ye Yun looked at the fallen leaves saint who was still immersed in the Purdue state, raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh.

"This is……"

Saintess of Fallen Leaves opened her eyes and looked at the purple gods and Buddhas in the sky in shock, her knees softened and she knelt on the ground.