I'm simulating all the worlds in fairyland

Thousands of years pass by in the blink of an eye. Except for practitioners in the fairyland, thousands of years are enough for low-level practitioners to undergo several iterations.

But for higher-level practitioners, it only takes a moment.

The impact of the life-and-death battle thousands of years ago has not completely disappeared, and some powerful practitioners will still change their colors when mentioned.

At the edge of the Saint Clan's heaven and earth, a large purple-gold bowl was placed upside down on the entire heaven and earth.

This place has long been classified as a forbidden area, and a large formation covering the sky has been deployed. When looking from thousands of miles away, there is only nothingness.

There are monks sitting around here, row after row, so densely packed that as far as you can see, they are almost countless.

They closed their eyes tightly, with pious expressions on their faces, and chanted scriptures day and night. Tangible golden Sanskrit words jumped out of their mouths and jumped into the purple-gold barrier behind them.

At the same time, occasionally for a moment, there will be a flash of blood on the purple-gold barrier. If you don't look carefully, people will think it is just an illusion.

This place has almost turned into a Buddhist holy land. The rich Buddha light has spawned many illusory monks and Buddhas, and has also dyed the earth beneath them into golden yellow.

"Buddhism is pretty good at this." A figure above where many monks could not observe was murmuring.

However, even the Maitreya Buddha who always sat cross-legged in the nine heavens could not find this figure in the end.

"There is also Buddha sitting in charge, which really ensures that nothing goes wrong."

This person is naturally Li Hao, who has been silent in the chaos for thousands of years.

He withdrew his gaze, and immediately after leaving seclusion, he came here to see if the saints had escaped from trouble, but the Buddhists were quite cautious in doing things.

This barrier between heaven and earth has been continuously reinforced for many years.

"It's similar to what I expected at the time. Buddhism has almost occupied the entire world." Li Hao's eyes were calm. He could see from the chaos that the rich Buddhist light he transmitted through the Nine Heavens Gang Wind had almost completely conquered the entire world. The sky and the earth were overturned.

And in these thousand years, more than a few fragments of heaven and earth have gathered together. Compared with when he left that day, the current world has expanded by at least nearly half.

It already has some of the charm of the ancient world, and even Buddhism at its peak did not expand to such an extent in the ancient times.

"However, Xu Ming'an is still holding on, which surprises me." He thought in a low voice that only a small part of the entire world was not covered by Buddhism, the core of the human world.

He originally didn't expect Xu Ming'an to last too long. Dragon Subduing Bodhisattva was enough to ensure that nothing would happen to his friends.

"Just right, I can probably spar with those two now." Li Hao chuckled, and there were mysterious runes flashing across the surface of his body, as well as wisps of purple light.

Although he had been in seclusion for more than a thousand years, it actually took him less than a hundred years to refine two fragments of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

However, even though he had refined two Hongmeng Purple Qi fragments, the last thing he wanted to see happened still happened, that is, the minimum usage requirements of [Proving the Way with Power] had not been met.

This forced him to take out the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and swallow the innate spiritual root. To his surprise, the essence contained in it was even richer than a fragment of Hongmeng Purple Qi.

Of course, he later figured out that the most important role of Hongmeng Purple Qi was not a treasure for cultivation, but a chance to achieve enlightenment.

His arrogant devouring was actually a waste of natural resources, but after devouring everything, he didn't bother to think so much.

Refining this innate spiritual root took the longest time, two to three hundred years. After that, it did meet the minimum requirements of [Proving the Dao with Strength].

The method of using this silk scroll is not to fill it with three rays of Hongmeng Purple Qi before use, but to first fuse it with Li Hao's body and then swallow the Hongmeng Purple Qi.

After using it, Li Hao sent the completely smelted ray of Hongmeng Purple Qi into his physical body, and this transformation lasted for more than five hundred years.

Let his body, which has been tempered to the peak of quasi-sage, transform again, but it has not yet reached the level of saint, somewhere in between.

After all, there were still two wisps of Hongmeng Purple Qi left, and it took him some time to fully adapt to his body and realize that the one Qi left to him by the Supreme Saint could transform into the Three Pure Ones before he was completely released.

After making sure that there would be no problems here for the time being, he turned into a stream of light and left here silently. It was not until the last time that the Maitreya Buddha opened his eyes with some confusion.

He traveled across the world and had a clear understanding of the current power of Buddhism. It was basically a temple a thousand miles away, a temple ten thousand miles away, and Buddhist pilgrims abounded.

Some teams even stretched for thousands of miles, and the overall atmosphere was like what Li Hao had seen in the Buddhist world. It could not be said that there were no killings, but there were very few.

You can even see tigers accompanying humans on pilgrimage, and the tigers have ring scars on their heads.

Some people who did not want to convert were hiding in Tibet to avoid being hunted by Buddhists. Li Hao saw such scenes at least three times along the way.

Another change is that the overall level of cultivation has been greatly weakened. Most of the Buddhas have no cultivation. Although they rely on the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they are still strong.

But the journey of pilgrimage, which is often thousands of miles long, makes most living beings spend their entire lives on this pilgrimage, from birth to death.

And the incense they can contribute is extremely rich.

Incense is essentially a mysterious substance born from the soul, and strong cultivation can hardly affect its quality. Only the power of the soul can make a difference.

And when you reach the level of cultivating the soul, you are already on the verge of the fairyland. How can anyone still be willing to be used as a tool?

The incense provided by ordinary creatures is not bad if it is squeezed to the extreme. After death, they will be reincarnated, one after another.

Foshan, on the other hand, can't help but get married, after all, they still need a steady stream of creatures to provide incense.

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"Ah..." A shrill wail resounded through the wilderness. Several Buddhists wearing tattered clothes gathered together. In the middle of them was a sweating woman with a look of pain on her face.

The lower body was covered with cassocks, and several elderly Buddhists also had nervous expressions on their faces, as if they were delivering the baby.

"It's twins, twins, try harder..." one of the bald old women said, her face full of wrinkles.

"Lian Mei...Lian Mei..." A rather young-looking man held the hand of the childbearing woman tightly, his face full of nervousness and apprehension.

"Wow... wow..." With two loud cries, the woman seemed to have drained away all her strength, and a sad smile appeared on her pale face.

"Buddha bless, Buddha bless..." The old women also breathed a sigh of relief, but then they exclaimed: "No, heavy bleeding!"

Several old women hurriedly took out fluorescent herbs from the baskets behind them, but to no avail.

The pale woman didn't seem to be in any pain, she just held the man's hand tightly with nostalgia in her eyes.

"Lian Mei, Lian Mei!" The man's face was full of panic. He wanted to do something, but he didn't know what to do. He could only watch the life of the woman in front of him slowly passing by.

"Buddha, please bless me, please bless me..." the man shouted, with a hurried expression. There was no wind in the wilderness. There were not many Buddhists around, only a few hundred people, and they were also reciting scriptures at this moment.

However, until the woman's arms loosened and her eyes gradually became distracted, there was no movement.

"Amitabha, Xiao Lian, birth, old age, illness and death, the world is impermanent, please be sad, Xiao Lian, he will enter the Paradise of Paradise..." An old man came forward and consoled him.

"What a bullshit paradise. The underworld is controlled by Buddhism. Let you drink Meng Po soup, continue to be reincarnated, continue to believe in them, and harvest incense." A clear and angry shout came.

The Buddhists here looked horrified, looking around at those who dared to blaspheme the Buddha.

A figure appeared not far away. She was a young girl wearing green clothes with a cold expression. She was followed by several figures, including men and women, old and young.

One of the middle-aged men looked anxious and seemed to be saying something to the girl, but the girl ignored it and walked straight forward and sneered:

"You will die even if you give birth to a child. If you practice a little bit of martial arts and pass a few breaths of spiritual energy, you won't die."

Before anyone could make a move, she raised her hand and waved a ray of green light, which fell on the woman. In an instant, the face of the almost dead woman turned rosy, and she opened her eyes again, obviously confused.

"Buddha appears, Buddha appears!" Many Buddhists around were stunned, kneeling on the ground and shouting loudly for Buddha.

"Why did Buddha appear? I have nothing to do with Buddha. I obviously saved him." The girl in green clothes was angry and couldn't help shouting.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the older man stood up tremblingly and said warmly: "It was Buddha who guided you here and saved Xiaolian, otherwise why would you show up?"

"You...I..." the girl in green trembled with anger, "I saw how pitiful she was at that time, and I didn't want the two children to lose their mother as soon as they were born."

"With compassion, you will see the true Buddha." The old man seemed to be more respectful and even wanted to take off the Buddhist beads around his neck and put them on the woman.

"Go away!" the girl yelled angrily, and the middle-aged figure followed, shaking his head and saying: "It's useless. If you treat them well, they think it's Buddha's guidance. If you treat them badly, they think it's calamity."

"Let's go, we have to hurry." The middle-aged man put his arm on the girl's shoulder and was about to leave, but his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly looked in another direction.

"Devil, suffer death!"

The magnificent palm of Buddha's light fell like a big mountain, falling towards everyone, seemingly without any regard for the Buddhists next to it.

But those Buddhists shouted that the Buddha would appear.

"Big Bodhi Palm! Not good..." The middle-aged man drew his sword, and the sword roared like a river. It turned into a blue real dragon and roared away, but was suppressed by the Buddha's palm.

When he took the shot directly, golden lotuses surged from the ground, forcefully resisting the palm.

Not far away, two monks, one tall and one short, stood there. The taller one looked at his junior brother dissatisfiedly, "What do you mean, help the devil."

"Senior brother misunderstood, I just want to prevent these Buddhists from being accidentally killed." Junior brother looked calm.

The senior brother snorted a few times, disapproving in his heart, secretly thinking that he was being hypocritical, but he did not dare to blatantly say that these ants were nothing.

The senior brother looked at the group of people with a smile on his face: "I have been chasing you for several months, but I didn't expect to find you. That girl has a good heart and is a good candidate for Buddhism."

"The people from Qingshan Temple have entered the Golden Body Realm and cultivated the relics. They are in trouble." The middle-aged man looked ugly and said helplessly: "It seems that we will not be able to reach the Pure Land."

"Humph, Pure Land, it's just a group of people who are stubbornly resisting." The tall senior brother seemed too lazy to talk nonsense, and was about to take action with the Buddha's light surging around him.

Boom!

Without any warning, a bolt of thunder suddenly struck from the sky and the earth, fell directly on top of his head, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"Dead?" The middle-aged man looked up blankly and glanced at the sky. Has God finally opened his eyes?

But then he suddenly became excited and did not continue to think about it. He swept up the people around him and disappeared here.

The short junior fellow apprentice frowned and was also frightened. He subconsciously wanted to catch up, but smelling the burnt smell in the air that had not dissipated, his feet were nailed to the spot.

Li Hao looked at the young monk with interest. Buddhism was so scornful. It was not like he didn't know that compassion and such were just slogans.

If others shout, just shout and follow the letter, that would be stupid.

But today's matter is quite interesting, and he doesn't mind helping.

The premonition in the little monk's heart saved his life and he did not chase him out after all.

Li Hao chuckled and headed towards the pure land that the group of people said.

The so-called Pure Land is an area that has not been influenced by Buddhism, and is called the "Land of Demons" by Buddhism.

Because of the presence of saints here, and some other factors, the surrounding area has been completely eaten away, and only a small area can still maintain its autonomy.

"Tsk, this area is not as big as the Xia Dynasty, but it is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." Li Hao hung on the sky, overlooking the world.

In his eyes, the Buddha's light was strong on all sides, but only in the central area, the aura of mortals was mixed. There were many powerful people, and there were dozens of golden immortals. Even the Great Luo Golden Immortal, there were more than ten.

At the same time, not only the human race, but also the shaman race and even the demon race lived together peacefully, rarely doing anything to hurt anyone.

"Why are there still Buddhist people here?" He looked deep into the sky, and the heaven was compressed to a very small area.

He noticed the aura of two quasi-sages, one of which was the Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng, and the other, to his surprise, turned out to be Zhen Yuanzi.

"The quasi-sages from the Buddhist sect are coming, most likely to suppress them. This is the last small area. Dragons and snakes are mixed here, so a strong attack will outweigh the gains." Li Hao speculated that this area is not big, and even if he takes it, he won't gain much. .

But this area is like a flame, always providing spiritual support to those who resist Buddhism. If they are not completely eradicated, those who resist Buddhism will never disappear.

But it is precisely because the area is not large and there are too many powerful people that if we attack by force, there will definitely be a lot of casualties.

Li Hao did not show up immediately, but wandered around leisurely in various places, gaining an in-depth understanding of the changes over the past thousand years.

Three days later, in the Lingxiao Palace, the door was closed tightly, and there was silence in the palace. Compared with the previous peak, the number of immortals and gods at this moment was not that many, and there were even many who were not among the immortals.

In these thousand years, many immortals and gods have left this place due to pressure from Buddhism.

"Buddhism has issued an ultimatum. If we agree, we will have ten years to help them consolidate this place. If we are still stubborn, they plan to suppress it by force." Taibai Jinxing sighed and spoke first.

"I wonder what your opinions are?"

The palace was still silent, just like it had been for thousands of years, shrouded in dark clouds.

As the former Jade Emperor, Zhang Qingsong raised his eyes and glanced over, and said calmly: "I don't dare to fight, so why not vote? You can still be like a Bodhisattva and a Buddha."

"Zhang Qingsong, who said we don't dare to fight and want to seek refuge in Buddhism, why are we still here?" A great witch shouted in a deep voice:

"I don't want all of my descendants to become willless zombies!"

"Yes, the poison of Buddhism makes living beings ignorant and even incapable of choosing their own destiny. This should not be the case."

Someone spoke, it was Emperor Xia, his expression was calm.

When Daxia founded the country, it put people first, built big cities, and protected the human race who had no ability to practice.

"Yes, although Buddhism seems to be prosperous, it is like a raging fire cooking oil. Many people who are dissatisfied with them are lurking in various places. If we take the lead, I am afraid that many people will respond."

Lin Fei on the side nodded. He looked much calmer and had entered the fairyland.

"If you use the name of a saint again, more people will respond."

He looked at Xu Yao, who was concentrating with his eyes closed. He was like a fairy, and the aura on his body was ethereal and even more unfathomable.

Some people say that he has received the last legacy of the Supreme Saint and knows the way to becoming a saint.

Some people also say that the Supreme Saint left him the last trump card to ensure that he would never have to worry about anything.

"But there are two saints in Buddhism." Zhang Qingsong said leisurely, "You can't resist using a mantis' arm as a chariot."

"We only have one quasi-sage, and the attitude of this quasi-god seems to be wavering."

Only then did everyone look at Zhen Yuanzi. Zhen Yuanzi remained silent. At this moment, he said lightly: "Since Brother Dao has already analyzed it, why should I speak again? There are two Buddhist saints, five quasi-sages, and countless others." The great Luo of the Qing Dynasty, the Golden Immortal.”

"how to spell?"

Everyone sighed, the Buddhist sect was too powerful, and they only took action against them after spending a lot of time dealing with the hidden dangers within the Lich and Lich clans.

Moreover, due to the combination of the disciples of the saints, the Bodhisattva subduing the Dragon, the gathering of a large number of strong men, and other reasons, they have been able to sustain themselves until now.

But once Buddhism takes action, they won't be able to stop it even for a moment.

"Well..." Lin Fei pondered for a moment, "I have an idea."

"Stop talking about your drive to drive tigers and swallow wolves." Zhen Yuanzi's face darkened: "Corrupt creatures are suppressed by the Buddhist sect at every level. The three great Buddhas rotate every hundred years, and no one can get close to them."

The first battle was so dark that if they really wanted to plot against that place, the Second Sage of Buddhism would not be able to kill them personally.

"Compared to fighting against Buddhism, this opportunity is greater. After all, there is only one quasi-sage." Lin Fei said unwillingly. King Zhenbei beside him slapped him on the back of the head and glared at him fiercely.

"Your Majesty, what do you think?" Taibai Jinxing saw the chaotic situation and couldn't help but look at the leader.

As the Jade Emperor, Xu Mingan's presence has never been strong, but this situation has changed in the past thousand years. Today, most of the powerful people are here because of his plan.

Even Zhen Yuanzi became a quasi-sage, and he was the biggest promoter.

The Jade Emperor's career for thousands of years has accumulated a strong power in him.

"Break it into pieces." Xu Ming'an spat out four words with an indifferent expression: "If Buddhism wants this place, just throw it to him."

"Why bother?" Zhen Yuanzi sighed: "You owe more than half of the prosperity of this place. If you are willing to take refuge in Buddhism, the position of Buddha is indispensable."

"Brother Zhen Yuanzi, you should be able to hold the position of Buddha. The six great Buddhas of Buddhism have high and powerful positions." Zhang Qingsong said with deep meaning.

"I'm still sitting here." Zhen Yuanzi said calmly.

"But that won't be the case after today." Zhang Qingsong sneered: "Buddhism should have told you that if you delay any longer, your status as a quasi-sage will be useless. The moment you become an enemy, you will only be suppressed."

Zhen Yuanzi was silent. Zhang Qingsong was right. This was an ultimatum. If he didn't agree, he would be an enemy.

"Father..." Xu Mingan looked at Emperor Xia: "If it were you, how would you choose?"

"Me?" Emperor Xia pondered: "When I, Taizu of Great Xia, founded the country, I also faced a life and death crisis. The city was surrounded on all sides. Great Zhou extended an olive branch and was willing to make him a king with a different surname, regardless of hereditary succession."

Xu Ming'an said without any emotion in his voice: "I would like to keep a glimmer of hope for all living beings, and I don't want to be a Buddha."

"Awesome." Lin Fei gave a thumbs up and praised, "Although I despised you for a while, you are truly awesome now."

"What are you waiting for if you drag me on?" Zhen Yuanzi stared at him and said in a deep voice: "The Emperor Fengdu has disappeared, and Li Hao has disappeared for thousands of years. How long are you going to wait?"

The palace fell into silence again, Taibai Jinxing's face flickered, Emperor Xia and others were silent, Fairy Guanghan's eyes in the corner were dim.

They could also see Xu Mingan's plan, and they were just waiting for an illusory hope.

"So, have you made your choice?" Xu Mingan had no reaction and stared at Zhen Yuanzi.

Zhen Yuanzi hesitated. To be fair, he really didn't want to face Buddhism. There were five quasi-sages and two saints...

But... Li Hao's figure disappeared in the blink of an eye. There were too many secrets about this person. Is it really possible to make a comeback?

But all the supreme saints have completely fallen, so what else does he have to rely on?

Thinking about it, the doubt hidden in his heart surfaced again. Is he really relying on the Supreme Saint?

Zhen Yuanzi was hesitant. Suddenly, a voice seemed to ring in his ears, "If you live a new life and still play the role of the ancestor of the earthly immortals, what's the point?"

That was Zhen Yuanzi's previous Yuanling's last warning to him. He converted to Buddhism and was granted the title of Buddha. Then the next tens of thousands of years would be just like one day, and he would be worse than the ancestor of the Earth Immortal.

After a long time, Zhen Yuanzi sighed and his eyes became firm: "Let's break it into parts. My book of earth can be put to use, or wait until the two Buddhist saints can deduce the location of the book of earth. There will be no other variables at that time. If so, we will prepare to die,"

"Oh..." Zhang Qingsong was a little surprised, and the atmosphere in the palace was slightly relaxed, but at this moment, Zhen Yuanzi turned his head and looked in the direction of the palace door.

Just hearing a roar, the palace door opened, and a group of people walked in, all wearing cassocks and having strong auras.

"Are all Buddhists so ignorant of etiquette?" Taibai Jinxing immediately scolded.

"There is no courtesy to demons." One of the Bodhisattvas bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows, speaking calmly.

"How's your discussion going?" A Vajra asked in a deep voice with a smooth scalp: "Aren't you ready to surrender?"

"The glory of the two saints pervades the world, and the power of the Buddha is unparalleled. Where is your confidence in resisting?"

"The clown." Taibai Jinxing glanced at him: "The remnant of the Longbow family."

"Ha, I didn't expect that Taibai Jinxing would still remember me. Where is your master? Where did Li Hao go?" King Kong sneered: "Did you hide in fear? Wasn't it quite arrogant at the beginning? Monkey King, what nonsense? Monkey King!"

The initial ambush on Li Hao failed, and the Longbow family was almost destroyed. However, after surviving for many years, when Buddhism came, they decisively took refuge in Buddhism, and spent all their family resources to cultivate a Bodhisattva.

Now if something happens, he will definitely take revenge.

"Potential Energy King Kong." A dissatisfied voice came from behind, "Be careful what you say, you have evil thoughts in your heart."

"Dragon Subduing Bodhisattva..." Potential Vajra paused slightly and said: "Tracing Li Hao's whereabouts is an order from several Buddhas and saints. I am only asking in this way. Bodhisattva, don't get me wrong."

"Dragon-Subduing Bodhisattva." The ancient Buddha of Lantern in the center lowered his eyebrows: "Have you forgotten what I told you when you came?"

Dragon Subduing Bodhisattva's expression changed, and he finally looked at Xu Ming'an, then shook his head imperceptibly and sighed.

"Is Fairy Guanghan here?" A smile appeared on the corner of Potential King Kong's mouth. His eyes focused on Fairy Guanghan, as if to ask, but in fact he saw him early in the morning and said warmly:

"The Buddha of Joy pays special attention to you. There are still a few goddesses of Joy under his throne. If you can take refuge, it will be a great opportunity."

Fairy Guanghan has a cold expression. The so-called Happy Goddess is actually a toy for the Happy Buddha to enjoy.

Everyone's expressions were equally ugly. This was not only an insult to Li Hao, but also a contempt for them.

"Potential Vajra!" Dragon Subduing Bodhisattva angrily shouted: "Don't go too far."

"Alas..." Suddenly, a sigh sounded from nowhere, "I originally wanted to see what kind of entertainment Buddhism has, but in the end I still used those methods."

There was a roar, and thunder rose from the ground, falling on the head of the potential energy Vajra.

In an instant, with a scream, the body of the Potential Energy King Kong shattered, leaving only a soul in place. Then the soul was imprisoned by a force, glowing with green flames, and letting out a miserable wail.

"Who!?" The Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng raised his head, there seemed to be flames in his eyes, and then his expression turned stunned, looking at the figure that suddenly appeared in the field: "Li... Hao?"

"I have to say, you are a talent, and it does make me a little angry." Li Hao squeezed the soul of the Potential Power King into a ball. The other party's perception was extremely clear, and he looked at the figure in front of him in pain and incomparable horror.

"Here you go." Li Hao threw it away and fell into the hands of the stunned Fairy Guanghan, and then her eyes turned red.

Xu Ming'an couldn't help but stand up and looked at the back. Somehow, he felt tears filling his eyes, and then he felt a sense of joy that he had never experienced before.

The mountain weighing on his heart seemed to cease to exist from this moment on. Lin Fei rubbed his chin and grinned: "It has to be you..."

Zhen Yuanzi's eyes widened, and he couldn't see through Li Hao at the moment. At first glance, he seemed to be a mortal, but upon closer inspection, he seemed to contain something deeper, which made him extremely surprised.

Zhang Qingsong laughed, and Taibai Jinxing trembled all over. Even though they were not sure whether Li Hao could deal with Buddhism, just seeing that figure made them feel indescribably safe.

"Ancient Buddha, save me..." The potential energy king made a miserable cry, feeling the pain of bone-cutting every moment.

"I didn't expect that Benefactor Li would appear at this time." The Ancient Buddha of Burning Deng clasped his hands together and said calmly: "The saint has never forgotten you. Now that he has appeared, please come with me."

"In addition, although Potential King Kong speaks rudely, he is still a member of my Buddhist sect after all. I also asked Donor Li to let him go."

"What if I say no?" Li Hao looked at him with interest.

"That's offending." The Ancient Buddha of Burning Lights said calmly. He didn't think Li Hao could make any big progress in a thousand years.

"Old guy, I didn't like you last time." Li Hao smiled lightly, "It's time to settle the old and new accounts together."

He moved, in a way that was difficult for everyone to understand. As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared in front of the ancient Buddha. There was no energy fluctuation, which was very abrupt.

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng was startled subconsciously. Just when the terrifying aura belonging to the quasi-sage was about to erupt, Li Hao's palm was already on his shoulder.

An extremely vast, majestic, mysterious aura that was difficult for him to understand came and forcefully suppressed the power that was about to burst out of him.

At this moment, the ancient Buddha of Ran Deng looks like a dying old man, with a skinny body that is unable to squeeze out any ounce of strength.

The eyes that were supposed to be calm and kind, and save all sentient beings, were filled with unprecedented complex emotions, including shock, shock, doubt, and confusion...

In his eyes, Li Hao was enveloped in an aura of incomparable nobility at this moment, and his body was filled with wisps of aura that could only be sensed on the two supreme Buddhist saints.

That is the power of a saint!

Could it be that...Randeng Ancient Buddha's heart trembled, and he subconsciously couldn't believe it.

After all, Li Hao has only disappeared for a thousand years. How could someone go from being a Daluo Jinxian to a saint in a thousand years? This is simply a fantasy.

Li Hao put a little force on his palms and his face was calm. The two of them looked very calm, like a young man bullying an old man.

The ancient Buddha of Ran Deng felt that the power that was violent enough to destroy the world rushed into his body. Even if the power that his body endured leaked even a little bit, it could turn the heaven into ruins.

But they were all firmly imprisoned in his body. His flesh and blood were destroyed, and his bones were torn apart. His body gradually lost its support. With a plop, he knelt on the ground helplessly, kneeling in front of Li Hao.

A pin drop could be heard in the field, and everyone looked at the scene in front of them in horror. What on earth happened?

Ran Deng Ancient Buddha, one of the three original Buddhas of Buddhism, personally passed down by a saint, knelt down like this?

Li Hao just looked at it indifferently, while the Ancient Buddha of Ran Deng looked miserable, his old cheeks twitched, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he spat out a few words: "Randeng, pay homage to...the saint..."