"A lowly man, honestly tell me, there is half a lie, I will kill you!" Master Mie Ci looked cold and threatened sternly.

The waiter looked at the image carefully again, shook his head, and said, "I really haven't seen this person before. By the way, there was a golden man a little while ago, and he also looked for the man in the image."

"What? The Golden-faced Man?" Old Ancestor Mie Ci exclaimed.

The waiter hurriedly said, "Yes, a golden man, his cultivation is also very high."

The old ancestor Mie Ci's face changed slightly, he looked at Zhao Changsheng and Master Mie Ci, and said in a deep voice, "There are still people looking for that lowly ant? Who is this golden-faced man?"

Master Mie Ci was also confused, his old face was full of doubt.

Zhao Changsheng's face changed constantly, he frowned and said, "Our master of Changsheng City has been killed by that dog. Who will this golden face be? What kind of cultivation is the golden face?"

Zhao Changsheng looked at the waiter fiercely.

The waiter was frightened and said quickly, "I dare not use my spiritual sense to view him, but his aura is terrible. He should be above the realm of the Five-Phase Great Saint."

When Zhao Changsheng heard the waiter's words, his face changed drastically and he hurriedly said, "No, this golden face man is also looking for Zhang Junbao. You can't let the golden face man rob us, otherwise the magic weapon and map of the dog thing would be snatched away by the golden face man. Master Mie Ci, it's not too late, let's go find that dog thing!"

Mie Ci nodded, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said sternly, "You are a lowly man, serve the ancestor well!"

The waiter nodded in fear.

After saying that, Zhao Changsheng and Master Mie Ci bowed to the ancestor Mie Ci, turned into two lightnings, turned around and flew out of the restaurant.

Zhao Changsheng and the old nun flew out of the restaurant and immediately released their spiritual consciousness and divine thoughts. While flying, they carefully searched for Zhang Junbao.

Although the radius of five million miles is not big, it will take at least one day to search by just two people.

The old nun's mirror was snatched away by Zhang Junbao. Without the mirror, it was even more difficult for the two to search for Zhang Junbao who was covered by a hidden formation.

On the edge of endless sea transportation, on the lonely peak shrouded in clouds and mist, Zhang Junbao was sitting in the yard of ancient monuments, waiting for the immortals to come to him.

The little guy was lying on the incense table, wailing.

Two hours passed, and Zhang Junbao used his spiritual sense to observe the space within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, but there was no movement.

It seemed as if this place had been forgotten, and there was no sign that the immortals were looking for.

This made Zhang Junbao feel very strange. The immortal lost his ring. Don’t he want it anymore?

Unless he doesn't want to return to the fairy world again.

This is impossible. Those who can ascend to the fairy world, the creation of heaven and fortune and their specialty, are in vain for ordinary cultivators to work hard for a lifetime.

There is only one possibility, that is, the immortal didn't know that he had lost this ring.

Who is this immortal? If it were the legendary immortal on the Immortal Island, what did he do here?

Thinking of this, Zhang Junbao's eyes suddenly lit up and he decided to see what was born before the dilapidated temple.

Zhang Junbao immediately used his skills, activated the law of time, and quickly turned his hands.

"Boom..." A deafening sound came, and a dazzling whirlpool of reincarnation appeared above the broken courtyard.

As soon as this vortex of reincarnation appeared, it quickly rotated with Zhang Junbao's divine thoughts. The rays of reincarnation instantly enveloped the entire yard.

"Reincarnation!" Zhang Junbao shouted loudly, and the reincarnation glow began to rotate high.

In an instant, in the vortex of reincarnation, the law of time fluctuated violently, and a video screen appeared, and as the vortex of reincarnation rotated high, it was like a movie, and it was about to retreat.

"Puchi..." The picture almost turned back decades ago. Suddenly, the broken temple turned into a wisp of smoke and dust, and it disappeared without a trace.

The place where this yard is located has become a bare mountain peak, and the clouds and mists shrouded on the mountain also disappear.

On the steep and bare mountain, there is only a round boulder left.

This surprised Zhang Junbao. Decades ago, there was no such dilapidated temple here?

Who built this dilapidated temple?

Zhang Junbao's divine thought moved, starting from the time when the ruined temple disappeared, allowing the vortex of reincarnation to rotate clockwise.

Soon, in the image of the vortex of reincarnation, an old man in his seventies appeared in the robe and a gray beard.

This made Zhang Junbao look shocked in an instant. Could it be that this dilapidated temple was built by this man?

"Slow!" Zhang Junbao shouted loudly, and the image in the vortex of reincarnation slowed down instantly.

This old man in his seventies, wearing a cassock, was covered in fairy spirit, flew from the sky, landed on this huge rock, and began to sit cross-legged.

Zhang Junbao looked at the mysterious old man in the image, full of doubts. The old man was filled with extremely strong fairy aura all over his body. How could he appear in the immortal world?

He is an immortal who was demoted from the fairy world?

Zhang Junbao was a little confused. This man was wearing a cassock and seemed to be a Buddhist. Could he violate the heavenly way of the immortal world and was demoted and punished?

"Swoosh!" Suddenly, a dazzling golden light flashed, and the flow of the image slowed down again. In the picture, the old man in the cassock actually stood up, opened his eyes, turned into an ancient Buddha surrounded by golden light, and looked at Zhang Junbao.

Zhang Junbao was startled and immediately his divine thought moved, and he actually found out that his divine thoughts and the law of reincarnation were broken.

How is this possible? What's going on?

Can the ancient golden Buddha in the vortex of reincarnation show himself? Is this impossible?

The pictures in the vortex of reincarnation are all things from past lives, how could he see himself?

Zhang Junbao's eyes changed and he reached out to shake in front of the vortex of reincarnation.

"Amitabha, can the donor see me?" A loud voice came, and a golden light flashed, and the ancient golden light Buddha actually came out of the vortex of reincarnation.

As soon as this ancient Buddha walked out of the whirlpool of reincarnation, the entire dilapidated temple immediately filled with an extremely strong fairy spirit.

Zhang Junbao was startled and quickly took two steps back, and was shocked and said, "Master, how could you... come out of the vortex of reincarnation?"

The pictures in the vortex of reincarnation are all virtual images of past lives, which shocked Zhang Junbao.

This ancient golden light Buddha is not bound by the law of time?

"Amitabha, I am practicing here and I feel the strong fluctuation of time. It turns out that the donor activated the vortex of reincarnation. The donor is so lucky." The golden Buddha bone shouted a loud horn, closed his hands together, and arched his body slightly.

This ancient golden light Buddha is so terrible that he is not subject to time constraints.

Could it be that time went back decades ago, when people were practicing here, and their own whirlpool of reincarnation disturbed them?

Thinking of this, Zhang Junbao quickly bowed and apologized, "Master, I'm just curious about how there is a dilapidated temple here. I want to see what was born here. I didn't expect to disturb you. I hope the master will calm down."

The solemn face of the Golden Light Ancient Buddha showed compassion and smiled faintly, "Donor, a person who practices Buddha's heart will not be angry. The donor can master the wonderful meaning of time. When he sees me, he can be considered as having a fate with me."

When Zhang Junbao saw this ancient Buddha, he had no malice and his heart was calmed down.

"Master, are you an immortal from the fairy world? Why are you here?" Zhang Junbao's eyes changed slightly and he asked tentatively.

The ancient golden Buddha clasped his hands and smiled compassionately, saying, "Donor, the secret of heaven cannot be revealed."

How could an immortal who is not from the immortal world walk out of the vortex of reincarnation, travel through decades, and appear in front of him?

A strange look flashed through Zhang Junbao's eyes, and he bowed slightly, and he was doubled."

The old man Jinguang stared at Zhang Junbao for a while, and frowned slightly, saying, "The donor's whole body is shining with blood, and he is so murderous."

When Zhang Junbao thought about the events of his life a few hours ago, he had no choice but to send more than a thousand subordinates to fight with thousands of masters of Zhao Changsheng and kill thousands of Zhao Changsheng's subordinates.

Zhang Junbao was stunned and sneered, "The master doesn't know that I am dedicated to the Buddha and do not want to be free from blood and kill. However, others have to kill me, and I am forced to go to the forefront of killing me, so I have to kill me."

Zhang Junbao's always thought is that if someone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone violates me, if you can, you will tolerate it. If someone violates me again, you will inevitably fight back.

A few hours ago, Zhao Changsheng and the old nun surrounded him. If he didn't do anything, he wouldn't be alive now!

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of being a virtuous life. The Buddha takes compassion as his compassionate person. Good and evil in the world are reincarnated, and the donor can meet me. The fortune is quite good, but because the karma of killing is too heavy, he has been reincarnated for countless years. If he does not wake up, his chances with the Buddha will be lost. Amitabha..." This mysterious old man, like the ancient golden Buddha, stared at Zhang Junbao with compassionate eyes, felt that his killing karma was very heavy, and he understood him.

Zhang Junbao understands the principles of revenge, cause and effect, reincarnation, and these principles.

But the old man who said this golden light filled with fairy spirit made Zhang Junbao's heart tremble involuntarily.

The words of this Golden Light Old Buddha echoed in Zhang Junbao's sea of ​​consciousness like a bell.

Zhang Junbao was stunned for a moment, restrained his breath, looked pious, put his palms together, and bowed, "Amitabha, thank you for your enlightenment."

"Amitabha, the donor can understand enlightenment, and I can be considered a good deed and accumulated virtue." The old man in the cassock recited a Dharma name with respect. When he looked up, a golden light flashed in his eyes. A trace of shock appeared in his indifferent expression, and a slightly frowned with gray eyebrows.

This...how is this possible?

This guy not only has the divine patterns of the gods, but why is it so similar to Tang Xiao, who failed to ascense in 50 years ago?

The golden ancient Buddha suddenly appeared, and a golden divine pattern flashed between Zhang Junbao's eyebrows, and he suddenly thought of Tang Xiao fifty years ago.

When Zhang Junbao saw the immortal's strange eyes, he was immediately confused.

What's going on?
Chapter completed!