Chapter 791

Normally, since Ye Xuan didn't lose his soul and die, he should be haunted by the Buddha light at the moment, and there will be no fainting, but the opposite thing is that ye Xuan is unconscious, and if the Buddha light around him is hidden, it's a very strange thing.

"Did you still fail?"

Then he frowned and strode towards Ye Xuan. He wanted to investigate Ye Xuan's situation, but he didn't wait for him to come to Ye Xuan. What happened next stunned the two saints of the West on the spot.

"I've seen two senior brothers."

Under the bodhi tree, ye Xuan opened his eyes, a touch of Buddha light twinkled in his eyes, and his face showed a very Buddhist smile. A round of Buddha light rose behind him, reflecting the boundless Buddha nature. He was closing his hands and saluting the two saints of the West.

Boom!

Heaven and earth are turbulent, and the Buddha light shines on the sky. On the dome, Golden Buddha lotus blossoms all over the void, and wisps of Buddha light breed from all directions of heaven and earth. There is also the sound of Buddhist singing in the void of the heavens.

Dang Dang!

99 as like as two peas of eighty-one heaven and earth, the sound of a Buddha is rising behind Ye Xuan. The Buddha's shadow is exactly the same as Ye Xuan. At the moment, he is sitting across the sky and the sky.

"Ten thousand dharmas, golden lotus from heaven?"

Looking at the vision revealed by Ye Xuan, zhunti trembled and spoke, and his face overflowed with ecstasy. His eyes at Ye Xuan seemed to be looking at a peerless treasure.

"I've met younger martial brother."

"Zhunti has seen younger martial brother."

Suddenly, the two saints of the West walked in front of Ye Xuan with a smile. They folded their hands and saluted Ye Xuan with a compassionate smile on their faces.

Woo!

The strong wind from heaven and earth was blowing, and the Buddha light scattered all over the sky. The black clothes on Ye Xuan disappeared. Under the Buddha light, a Yuebai monk robe was worn on him, and a loose hair fell behind his head, as if he had become an eminent monk.

"Thank you, two elder martial brothers, Duhua, for freeing me from the devil's heart. Since then, I have been reading to the Buddha with all my heart." Ye Xuan recited the Buddha's name with his hands folded, and the Buddha's light lingered around him, giving people a sense of warmth and harmony.

"Well, well, although younger martial brother once joined the devil's way, it's valuable to know his way back. They are very relieved." Then he smiled and nodded.

"Today, younger martial brother came back to our Buddhism and once his life could be abandoned. How about calling him 'Qingming'?" Zhunti smiled.

Peeping at Qingming, looking down at Jiuyou, and traveling through the three worlds of heaven and earth, the Buddha's heart covers heaven and earth. This Qingming has a profound meaning and is also the name prepared by the two saints in the West for ye Xuan.

"Qingming?"

Ye Xuan uttered nonsense, then nodded slightly and looked at the two saints in the West: "this name is very good. Qingming thanks the two senior brothers for giving it."

"Younger martial brother, you have suffered great trauma since you joined the devil's way. Although you will wear off your fierce anger when you join our Buddhism today, your injury is still serious. Elder martial brother and I should help you get rid of your injury."

It was also at this moment that the two saints in the West were filled with the holy light of heaven and earth. The continuous Buddha nature surrounded them and directly put their palms against Ye Xuan's eyebrows, and the extremely vast holy power continued to pour into Ye Xuan's eyebrows.

Boom!

The holy light is blazing and the Buddha light is boundless. The two saints fight together. The trauma suffered by Ye Xuan is recovering very quickly, and the Buddha light around him is becoming more and more blazing.

Buzz!

After decades of rest, the two saints finally stopped, and ye Xuan returned to his heyday. At the moment, he closed his eyes and sat under the bodhi tree. There was a grand and solemn Buddha sound in his body.

"Younger martial brother, you should meditate and regulate your breath first. When you wake up from practice, the mountain will find me. Elder martial brother has something to say to you." Then he gave zhunti a look, and the two saints disappeared into hiding.

……

Back mountain!

The two Golden Lotus terraces, on which the two saints of the West sit, are wrapped with strands of holy light, and the other world is trapped to ensure that their conversation will be heard.

"Elder martial brother, do you think ye Xuan has been transformed by you and me?" Zhunti's smile is gone, his eyes are worried, and he is answering the inquiry.

"The sound of soul Buddha is very important. You and I work together to save him for ninety-nine and eighty-one years. If he is a diamond, he can also save success."

Then he smiled and continued, "and just now you and I seem to be repairing his injury, but we are also investigating his reality. This son's body is full of Buddhist power, and the immortal true spirit has turned into gold. Indeed, you and I have succeeded. This must be done."

"But... Ye Xuan is crafty and has all kinds of mysterious skills. If he uses some kind of skills, junior brother, I'm afraid..." Zhunti wanted to talk and stopped, but the worry revealed in his words was extremely obvious.

"Younger martial brother, don't think too highly of him. You and I are saints. How can he fulfill you and me? And the sound of soul Buddha is a great skill of saints created by you and me. Even if ye Xuan has great skills, he can't dissolve the sound of soul Buddha."

Then he smiled and spoke, and his words were full of confidence, because he knew how powerful the sound of Du soul Buddha was. Moreover, it was his two people who did it together this time. How could ye Xuan not be Du Hua?

"Elder martial brother is right. I should be careless." Zhunti nodded, but there was always a look of worry at the bottom of his eyes and a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

Zhunti is thoughtful and has an extraordinary intuition. He always feels that ye Xuan is wrong, but he can't see what's wrong.

Zhunti can only suppress this worry. Maybe he is too sensitive. Ye Xuan has already been treated by him. How can he have two saints?

……

Under the bodhi tree.

Ye Xuan sat cross legged, surrounded by Buddha's light, and recited the Buddha's voice in a low voice, giving people a sense of calmness of an old monk. From time to time, he showed a spirit of peace, as if he was really an eminent monk.

Buzz!

Suddenly, a little black light came quietly through the sky and appeared strangely in front of Ye Xuan. With the gradual disillusionment of this black light, an illusory figure appeared.

"Du soul Buddha sound?"

"These two old bald donkeys are so cruel!"

The black virtual shadow made a cold sound. He walked in front of Ye Xuan and kept looking at Ye Xuan. Strands of black streamer twined around him, and the hidden killing machine was blooming.

"Kill or not?"

The black shadow whispered. His face was completely covered in the dark. People couldn't see what he looked like, and his breath gave people a sense of obscurity.

Terror, extreme terror, this black virtual shadow unexpectedly entered the Dojo of the two western saints silently, and was not perceived by the two western saints. Just this ability is unimaginable.

"My good disciple, do you think I'll kill you or not?"

The voice of the black shadow was cold and deep, and his breath was constantly disordered, which proved that his mood was not calm, and he was obviously in extreme hesitation.

"You waste, I gave you Hongmeng purple Qi as a teacher at the beginning, but you didn't use it to become a saint. You always wanted to get rid of the master's control. If you became a saint early, how could the master take risks to come to these two bald Taoist centers today?"

Yuan Ling, he is yuan Ling. He is also the first time that ye Xuan has really appeared in front of Ye Xuan since he entered the earth fairy world. At the moment, he is raising his palm, as if to kill Ye Xuan on the spot.

"No, I can't kill him. He hasn't been sanctified yet. If I kill him, won't I fall short?" Yuan Ling hated to say to himself, and the raised palm was finally put down.