"Hey, hey, why are you leaving?" Buddha Zong turned around and grabbed the Emperor who wanted to leave secretly.

"Ah?" The Emperor looked confused and innocent.

"I'm not going anywhere, but I haven't been to the Buddhist world in many years. I just walked around and looked around. Yes, your Buddhist world has been built well. This time, the gold medal for the Beautiful Three Realms Awards should be given to the Buddhist world. The Buddhist world is worthy of it, and the Buddhist world is good!"

The Emperor gave a dry cough.

The Emperor of Heaven looked at the sky and refused to look at the group of people turning their heads in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Hall.

At this moment, he seemed to hear the heartbroken voice of Buddha.

Tens of thousands of years of Buddhist practice came to a screeching halt at this moment.

"Gold Award? I'm afraid that after tonight, the Buddha Sect won't even be able to find the novice monk who received the award." The Buddha Sect almost shed tears.

He glanced at the young novice monk in the hall.

Catch them all in one go.

Back then, he calculated that there would be a catastrophe in the Buddhist world, and he worked hard to calculate that catastrophe would occur in the little Creator who was raised in the divine world.

In the end, he accompanied her to the lower world as he wished, trying to save the Buddhist world with his own body and resist the disaster.

Who knows...

It was not easy to accompany her to the lower world, to accompany her to get married and have children, and to be pregnant again.

result???

It turned out that the disaster was caused by the baby she gave birth to!!!

Died young.

He personally protected and survived that calamity, and also personally planned to invite him back to suppress the Buddhist world!!!

Buddha almost vomited out his old blood.

Catch them all in one swoop, catch them all in one swoop.

It is indeed a great disaster.

Buddha still showed mercy on his face, even the Emperor of Heaven could not bear to look at him.

He secretly glanced at Lord Tianzhuo.

Just now they secretly discussed that the God Realm must not give up on Zaizai, nor the hope of the Three Realms.

After deliberation, they decided to crush the talisman in their hands immediately the moment they saw Zaizai.

After Lord Tianzhuo snatched away Zai Zai and crushed the talisman, the army of the gods immediately went to the border to protect Zai Zai back to the God Realm.

now……

Lord Tianzhuo silently hid the talisman in the deepest place and never dared to touch it again.

Rob?

No, we just want to escape intact.

"You said you were here to pick up Zaizai?"

"Do you think you should take it back now, or should we take it back with you right away?" Fo Zong looked at the Emperor of Heaven sincerely.

The Emperor's eyelids twitched.

Now?

immediately?

Phew, did you choose for us?

The Emperor's face was stern: "How can you say that? It was you who picked up Zaizai because of your sincerity. What's the point of robbing people in our God Realm?"

"Isn't this making people poke the backbone of the God Realm?"

"We can rest assured that Zaizai lives in the Buddhist world. As long as she doesn't want to leave, no one can force her. Even though the child is young, we must respect the child's wishes." The Emperor nodded seriously.

His hands were clasped behind his back, his face was stern.

The energy that I had used to snatch the child half an hour ago was completely wiped out.

Suddenly, the Emperor's heart felt numb.

A chill went straight to the sky.

"Uncle Diyin..." A soft and waxy voice exploded in his ears.

not good.

It is the despair of being locked in.

"Uncle Diyin, when did you come?" The little girl raised her head and looked at him with a pair of watery eyes.

The little hands were soft, holding Di Yin's hand and shaking it.

"Uncle Diyin, let's twist together."

"Let's dance together."

"Sway together..."

It's like a magic sound piercing your ears.

Di Yin looked at the venerables in the hall, whose wooden fish were about to be knocked away, and his scalp felt numb.

"Uncle Diyin, don't you love me anymore?" Yan Yan pouted slightly.

"Uncle Diyin, are you envious?" Xiao Yanyan had an idea.

"Are you envious of hosting a grand event for the Buddhist world?"

"Oh, Uncle Diyin, I can go to God!!!" Before he could finish speaking, Diyin covered his mouth.

"Jump, I jump!"

"Yanyan, you can't just favor Uncle Diyin. The other uncles can't favor one over the other, otherwise everyone will feel uncomfortable." Diyin ignored the cannibalistic looks from around him.

It's embarrassing for me to be alone, so I can't.

Let's all be embarrassed together, that's okay!

Tianzhuo Shenjun gritted his teeth.

One night passed...

Ten thousand Buddhas shed tears.

The Buddhist sect stood in front of the stage of reincarnation and saw off the sages one after another.

"I'll be back in this lifetime."

"Go back early and bring back a new wooden fish. There was a hole in your fish last night."

The powerful man who has been in seclusion for eight thousand years is still confused.

He is the same generation as the Buddha, but he has always ignored other people's affairs and has been in seclusion all year round.

"Senior brother, you haven't told me yet, what happened to me in this calamity?"

"Why do you want to go down and experience the tribulation?"

"By the way, yesterday's Dharma was really exciting. Everyone participated!"

"I have been practicing for 60,000 years, and I never knew that I could practice like this. Oh my, it is so interesting."

"Senior brother, I have a rebellious thought..." He hasn't finished his thought yet.

Fo Zong raised his foot and kicked him down.

Two round-faced little guys, with their heads drooped and carrying large packages on their backs, watched the whole process.

He looked like he had made a mistake and did not dare to raise his head.

"One hundred and eighty-two..."

"Three hundred and ninety-seven..."

"One thousand six hundred and thirty-three..."

"Seven thousand eight hundred and ninety-two..."

The two dolls counted expressionlessly.

Until, there are countless more to come, until no one comes to jump on the stage of reincarnation again.

"Grandpa Buddha, have we gotten into trouble?" The two dolls had red eyes, holding back tears and not daring to shed them.

"Grandpa Buddha, how many people have been reincarnated?" Xiao Yanyan asked timidly.

Buddha sighed for a long time.

"Including all the Bodhisattvas and the novice monks, there are a total of thirty-six thousand six hundred and eighty-eight people." Fo Zong touched Xiao Yanyan's head and tapped her gently on the forehead.

The two children breathed a sigh of relief.
To be continued...