"Fellow Taoist Zhenyuan is so polite!"

The leader of Tongtian Cult took out two futons and placed them at the bottom of his body. He pointed to the outermost futon and said, "Fellow Taoist, please sit down."

Zhen Yuanzi didn't refuse and sat directly on the futon.

At this moment, the hall is already full of masters.

Most monks from all over the world, including gods and men, have come here.

But there are still eleven futons in the hall that are not occupied yet.

There are ten futons located beside the four major disciples of Master Tongtian, and the remaining one is located between Master Tongtian and Zhen Yuanzi.

Buzz!

The bell rings nine.

A giant Buddha stood on a twelve-grade golden lotus and flew straight into the hall, followed by Subhuti, Mahakasyapa and ten other disciples.

The leader of Buddhism, Amitabha!

After hearing his name for a long time but not seeing him, Liu Yi finally saw the true face of the Buddha.

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha bowed his hands towards Liu Yi and said: "Greetings, Uncle Master."

Then he said: "Fellow Taoist Tongtian is so polite."

Naturally, Hetongzi was not qualified to enter the hall. He was just a mount, but Greedy Wolf was lying next to Liu Yi. From the moment Amitabha entered the hall, it had been looking directly at the Buddha. When Amitabha recited the Buddha's name, he said: "

"Amitabha", when he clasped his hands together, Tanlang looked a little unhappy.

When Amitabha sat on the futon between Master Tongtian and Zhen Yuanzi, Greedy Wolf stuck out his tongue at Liu Yi, came close to Liu Yi's ear, lowered his voice and said, "This Buddha is really hypocritical.

He clearly knows that he is called Amitabha, but he still pretends to put his hands together and mouth

He chanted "Amitabha" in his heart. Other monks chanted like this to respect the Buddha, to have the Buddha in their hearts and to worship the Buddha. As a Buddha, he called himself Amitabha, but he still pretended to be like this, pretending that he admired the Buddha.

Doesn’t he feel hypocritical and uncomfortable about his appearance?”

The ninth bell sounds very long.

The lingering sound lingered for a long time.

Even if the bells were ringing, even if Tanlang deliberately lowered his voice, the monks in the temple still heard Tanlang's whispers completely in his ears!

The leader of Tongtian is preaching here. Those who can enter the temple are all famous figures in all the worlds. They are sages with the lowest level of cultivation. Their ears and eyes are extremely sharp. How can they not hear the words from Greedy Wolf's mouth.

The many monks were like wooden figures, none of them spoke, as if Tanlang's words fell on deaf ears.

"My little friend is upright, straightforward and naive. In this bustling world, he has managed to maintain an innocent heart, which is very rare!"

Amitabha turned slightly to one side, pinched flowers and smiled, stared at Greedy Wolf, and said: "No matter where I go, no matter where I go, if I encounter a living being, if I want to speak, I will put my hands together and say Amitabha. All living beings know me.

It’s called Amitabha. I’m afraid all sentient beings have thoughts like you, little friend, but since the beginning of the world, only little friend has spoken about this matter without any worries in front of a poor monk..."

Greedy Wolf pouted and asked, "Isn't what others said wrong?"

"It's so good! It's so good! It's so good! What I said is absolutely true. The poor monk really admires me."

Buddha Amitabha said: "Since you and the poor monk are so destined, why not come to my Buddhist door and the poor monk accept you as a disciple?"

Greedy Wolf tilted his head, shook his head and said: "I am a spiritual beast, I'm afraid I can't be your disciple."

Buddha said: "All living beings are equal, why not?"

Greedy Wolf said again: "Your disciples are all human beings, and I am a spiritual beast, so that's no good."

The Buddha said: "Master Tongtian said that there is no distinction between teachings, so what about spiritual beasts, and what about people? As long as you are willing to join the disciples of the poor monk, you will be the eleven disciples of the poor monk, how about it?"

"no!"

Greedy Wolf said: "You call someone else's uncle a master. In this way, we are equals. Once I become your disciple, won't I have to be lowered for a lifetime for no reason? This is a big loss! You are such a big head.

The monk has no good intentions, he is clearly scheming against others, yet he speaks openly and honestly, which is indeed hypocritical."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Buddha laughed loudly, took out a lotus seed from his sleeve, spread it out in his hand, and said: "I have a lotus seed here, poor monk. It is the fruit of my twelve-grade golden lotus. It is rare in the world. Poor monk."

I am very close to my little friend, so I would like to give this fruit to my little friend as a greeting gift, how about that?"

"don't want!"

Greedy Wolf shook his head like a rattle, "To be courteous for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief! You are really... so hypocritical!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The Buddha pinched the flowers and smiled, saying: "The true face of the poor monk was exposed by this little friend."

Greedy Wolf simply climbed down, leaned next to Liu Yi, and ignored Buddha.

…Buzz.

The lingering sound of the ninth bell finally became silent.

The leader of Tongtian had his eyes closed all the time. Even when Amitabha was teasing Tanlang, the leader of Tongtian was like a clay statue, motionless. Now as soon as the bell stopped, the leader of Tongtian immediately opened his eyes, and infiniteness suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The light illuminated the entire Biyou Palace.

"Between heaven and earth, nine is the ultimate number..."

With these eight words as the starting point, the sermon officially began.

The leader of Tongtian can establish a great religion and become a leader above the Dao Lord. Only under the Great Lord, his magic method is naturally extraordinary, and his sermons are indescribably wonderful.

The people listening to the sermon were either scratching their heads or scratching their heads, thinking hard, or looking stupid...

All living beings have different expressions.

The voice of Lord Tongtian's sermon came from Biyou Palace, crossed the island, crossed the ocean, went straight to the land in the west, entered Dongsheng Shenzhou, and then covered four continents.

In the entire central world, all living beings, all living things, hear the preaching words of the Tongtian Cult Master.

All the monks, whether they were gods or immortals, humans or monsters, monks in the Hall of Seeking Taoism for Living Beings or disciples of Buddhism, all stopped what they were doing and listened to the leader's sermon.

Even if someone was refining a furnace of magical elixirs that would be rare for thousands of years, he still stopped the flames under the cauldron, put aside everything, and just listened to the leader's sermon.

The words of the leader's sermon spread across the universe, until they reached the edge of the central world, and encountered the central world's protective formation. The voice of the sermon was blocked and no longer spread outside.

As for the central world, even in the dojos guarded by many mountain guard formations located in various cave heaven paradises, the voice of the sermons of the Tongtian leader could be heard very clearly...

The sound was roaring, faint and bright.

One lecture is enough for a thousand years!

Thousands of years later, the voice of Master Tongtian stopped suddenly, but the monks in the temple still did not come back to their senses. All of them, including many Taoists, were carefully comprehending the words of Master Tongtian.

Only Taoist Master Zhen Yuanzi and Buddha Amitabha remained unmoved with smiles on their faces.

Tan Lang fell asleep next to Liu Yi, drool dripping from his mouth...

"Uncle Master..."
Chapter completed!