Bobo looked depressed.

Zitangsu remained silent.

Ran Xin and Wang Sheng Buddha, two names that had disappeared from Zi Tang Su's memory for a long time, reappeared, and they also touched Zi Tang Su's memory.

How many years had passed, until he saw people from the Taoist sect, he remembered that he was once a member of the Thousand Buddha Sect.

The memory gradually loosens and drifts away.

"Is there anyone you fear?"

In front of a kind-faced old man, sat a pretty little boy.

The boy had hair like snow, a pair of slightly raised purple eyes, and his whole person exuded a fairy spirit.

When the old man asked questions, the little boy was leaning on his cheek and reciting Buddhist scriptures.

The little boy recited it very quickly, reading ten lines at a time, reading a Buddhist sutra in less than half a quarter of an hour.

Hearing the old man's body temperature, the little boy raised his head.

"No, Grandpa Buddha."

But behind him, he heard the door creak open, and another elder came in.

The elder was much younger than the kind old man. He was in middle age. He had black hair and no unnecessary expression on his face.

"Su'er, do you have someone you care about?"

The little boy tilted his head and thought for a moment, looked at the two elders in front of him, and shook his head again.

"No."

"Very good, it proves that you have no ties in your heart. I hope I, the Buddha, will protect you and you will have nothing to fear in this life."

After hearing this, the old man and the elder nodded with satisfaction.

A Buddhist disciple of the Thousand Buddhas Sect should have a mind that is as clear as a mirror, untainted by a single speck of dust.

The glitz passed in the blink of an eye, and in the blink of an eye, the little boy grew up. In order to understand the true Buddhist method, he went through seven, seven and forty-nine calamities.

In every disaster, he will be reborn.

Every time he completed a tribulation, the two Buddhas would ask him the same questions.

His answer is the same every time.

But the answers became shorter and shorter, and by the forty-eighth time, they had changed from words to a simple shake of the head.

The Buddha's heart gradually stabilizes until it becomes hard as a rock. The Buddha's heart becomes great and the Buddha's son becomes the Buddha.

After the forty-ninth calamity, he returned to the Thousand Buddhas Sect with a look of despair.

His silver hair was still like snow, and its color was unparalleled in the world, but there was a trace of ripples in his purple eyes.

"Su'er, is there anyone you're afraid of?"

Zi Tangsu still shook his head.

The vast world is as flashy as clouds. He lives in the Purple Hall, and no one or thing can be afraid of him.

"Then do you have someone you care about?"

This time, Zitangsu didn't answer immediately.

He slowly closed his eyes, but a little girl with a charming smile flashed before his eyes.

It's her, talking to herself under her tree every day.

It was she who defended him with her weak body on a thunderstorm night.

She was the stupidest girl among Buddhists, troubled by the troubles of the world.

But it was such a person that he cared about.

After a long moment, Zitangsu nodded.

In front of me, the two Buddhas' expressions became stiff as soon as they thought about it.

During the 7749th calamity, I thought that the Buddha would become the Buddha, and that the Thousand Buddhas Sect would usher in a rare event in a hundred thousand years of having three Buddhas from the same sect. But this time, the Buddha's heart was moved.

The rock turned into soft tissue, and everything was in vain.

Zitangsu knew that he had sinned deeply and proposed to leave the Thousand Buddhas Sect.

The two Buddhas wanted to stay, but were rejected by Zitangsu.

"This disciple has moved the heart of the Buddha and is no longer worthy of being a disciple of the Buddha. I still ask the two patriarchs to find someone else."

Zitangsu took off his Buddhist robes, wiped off the Buddha's seal on his forehead, and prayed wholeheartedly.

"You can cultivate the Buddha's mind again, and the things and people that tempt you will definitely turn into dust in just a hundred years."

The two Buddhas looked at each other, and they saw sullen looks in each other's eyes.

Zitangsu moved the Buddha's heart. What the two Buddhas were most angry about was not Zitangsu, but the mortal who tempted Zitangsu and made him move his mortal heart.

If they find that person, they must get rid of him quickly.

The two Buddhas knew Zitangsu, and Zitangsu didn't know the two Buddhas. He wholeheartedly resigned in order to prevent the two patriarchs from finding the person hidden in his heart.

That man's soul is now flying out of the umbrella, and even if he gathers his soul again, it will still be fragile.

He gave alms but left, and never set foot in Thousand Buddhas Sect again.

As for the past, Zitangsu has been abandoned long ago.

But that bottle of poplar nectar was like a flashback, reminding Zitangsu of too many memories.

Faced with Bobo's question, Zitangsu didn't explain much.

"You can leave now."

Bobo was stunned for a moment, then looked at Zitangsu.

"You won't save Xiao Yueyue and the others? You are her master!"

"If I show up, she will be in catastrophe."

Zi Tangsu took a deep look at the Tianzhan battlefield.

On the battlefield of the Heavenly War, dark clouds are coming from the east, and a great disaster is about to come.

His appearance in the Taixu Tomb Realm has alarmed some people in the Buddhist sect.

If today's battlefield has become the target of public criticism due to the Heaven-Sealing Order, there must be someone from the Buddhist sect.

If he takes action, it will definitely arouse doubts from all sides. Maybe he can save Ye Lingyue from the punishment limit, but on the other hand, it will definitely attract the attention of the two masters.

Ye Lingyue's identity will also be exposed, and she will die by then.

Therefore, even when he reached the vicinity of the Tianzhan battlefield and could only lift his hand to unlock the restrictions, Zitangsu still gave up.

Although the Taoist Taoist is a great Taoist, his Taoist escaping skills are well versed in ancient times and the present. His skills are so miraculous that he must be able to open the Heavenly Punishment Restriction.

"What the hell is going on? You are always surprised when you speak."

Bobo is confused.

"What about A Guang? Didn't you say that his soul is in the hands of the old Taoist?"

Bobo asked.

"His misfortunes are their blessings."

After Zi Tangsu said this, his figure disappeared, and he disappeared from the front of Bo Bo.

Since then, the fortunes and misfortunes of the Ye family have all come to their respective places.

This is destiny and no one else can interfere with it.

"Hey, can you say this in a shorter way? What is catastrophe and what is blessing?"

Bobo was very angry with Zitangsu.

Seeing that Zi Tangsu was unwilling to show up again, Bo Bo could only stamp his feet and head towards the battlefield of Tianzhan.

However, it was said that the Fire God Emperor and Boqing had been waiting for several days near Tianpu Gobi, but there was no sign of the so-called Taoist power.

Bo Qing is getting a little impatient.

"What kind of Taoist power is unreliable? It seems that I still have to think of another way to see if I can rescue Ling Yue and the others."

He was talking to himself ruthlessly.

At this moment, there was a sudden gust of cold wind behind him.

"What kind of short-sighted boy dares to speak ill of our sect behind our backs?"

The ruthless back was struck by a sword.

"Master Fu, please show mercy."
Chapter completed!