Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Xuansheng folded his hands together, his face was merciful, and then slowly spoke.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard what Zhang Xuansheng was reciting the readers, like some kind of scripture, but it was difficult to understand its meaning.

With the blessing of Xuanwu Jing's magic power, Zhang Xuansheng's voice spread throughout the Snow and Moon Mountain.

What is strange is that even if the people present cannot understand the meaning of the scriptures, they can feel the solemnity and compassion.

Zhang Xuansheng was reciting the Ksitigarbha Sutra at this time, and because it was pronounced in Sanskrit, it was normal for the monks present to not understand it.

As for why he carries such things, I can only say that during his days when he was locked in a safe house, it was so boring.

He didn't know whether the Ksitigarbha Sutra could save the dead souls of this world.

But he felt that as long as he felt it was OK, that would be OK?

"Look, what is that?"

A female disciple below suddenly spoke.

But even without her reminder, everyone noticed it.

As Zhang Xuansheng recited, a golden phantom gradually appeared behind him.

The golden shadow was constantly expanding, and in the blink of an eye it was tens of thousands of feet high, and the light became even more dazzling, shining on the earth.

People from several nearby states can see clearly.

Many civilians saw this strange phenomenon and knelt on their feet to pray.

At this time, in a treasure hall in the Western Regions.

A haggard old monk tugged the hand of the rosary, suddenly stopped, opened his eyes, and looked to the east.

"Huiming, it's time for you to go down the mountain to experience it."

The old monk spoke slowly.

A young monk outside the hall heard this and bowed, then turned around and went down the mountain.

On the square of Moon God Palace, everyone was surprised to find that golden lotus lanterns appeared beside them, like snow, slightly undulating in the air.

"This is the golden lotus that passes the world!"

Tian Qing Zhenren, who had never spoken, said excitedly.

"This is a scene that only Buddhist disciples have great merits. Since they have passed through the ancient Buddhas and escaped from the world millions of years ago, this scene has never appeared in the world. I didn't expect that I would be lucky enough to see it today!"

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Tian Qing Zhenren continued to speak, his voice a little excited.

"Isn't this young man your disciple of the Moon God Palace? How could he have Buddhist scriptures?"

Zhenren Jinmie asked in confusion, and at the same time he felt a bad feeling, as if the mission of the Immortal Alliance is going to be discounted today.

Han Jiangxue looked calm on the surface, but her heart was filled with storms. She knew that Zhang Xuansheng had extraordinary features and her luck was very comparable.

But he didn't expect that he would have such a strange phenomenon by just chanting scriptures at will to save the dead souls.

As for the scriptures of unknown origin, she thought it should be given by Liu Wuya, after all, that person had a lot of messy things.

"This is what Xuansheng gained when he went out to travel."

Han Jiangxue made up a reason casually.

In the air, under the illumination of golden light, Zhang Xuansheng seemed more sacred and solemn.

The next moment, millions of dead souls rushed out of him.

These dead souls who died of floods no longer had resentment on their faces, but were full of peace.

They gather here because of resentment, are trapped and unable to reincarnate, and are naturally extremely painful.

Twenty thousand years have passed. Rather than saying that they hate the Xuanwu Jing, which is causing the current flood, they hate the self who resented Xuanwu Jing at the beginning.

It was because of resentment and obsession that this pain was extended by 20,000 years.

Now that Zhang Xuansheng has sent them to reincarnation and to be liberated from now on, they are of course full of gratitude in their hearts.

Xuanwu Jing was also grateful. The incident made him feel very guilty when he was about to reincarnate. Now he can make these people safely reincarnate and make up his thoughts.

Zhang Xuansheng looked at the soul full of heaven in front of him and said, "Please open the door to rebirth!"

This statement made the people below confused and shocked.

But this time no one questioned again, including Duanshui Zhenren.

The ordinary disciples of the Moon God Palace also looked at the sky with anticipation, looking forward to the younger brother creating further miracles.

Although the dead souls have been saved and the resentment of the dead souls has been resolved, the reincarnation of such a number of dead souls can be conventionally only wait for the power in the dark between heaven and earth to attract.

The Gate of Rebirth is just a legend in the Jiuxiao Continent. It is said that some people will pass through a real door when they are reincarnated.

Those who are reincarnated from that door will be rich and healthy for the rest of their lives, while those who practice will be gifted and have extraordinary luck.

But no one has ever seen that door.

Thirty thousand years ago, the number one master in Jiuxiao Continent was also unparalleled in luck and merit.

I wanted to send my descendants into the door of rebirth, so I set up a peerless formation and used a means of defiance, but I did not call out the door.

Can Zhang Xuansheng really succeed if he just called out?

This is the doubt in everyone present.

But the next moment, a white light spot suddenly appeared in the dark sky.

The light spot slowly slid straight down, drawing a dazzling white line in the air.

"Bang--"

A heavy sound rang between the sky and the earth, as if the rusty door was slowly pushed open.

"Oh my God, it really appeared!"

"Is that the legendary gate of rebirth?"

"Can I go in together later? Isn't the talent for cultivation in this world good?"

"If you want to go, I will follow my junior brother."

"Yes, you go by yourself."

The disciples of the Moon God Palace were excitedly discussing when they saw the door gradually emerging in the air.

Although several real people from the Immortal Alliance were vaccinated, they still took a breath of air conditioning and felt unbelievable.

"Hey, there are really such people in this world."

Tian Qing Zhenren sighed and sighed.

"Moon God Palace, luck is endless."

Zhenren Jinmi also agreed and expressed his congratulations to Han Jiangxue.

Only True Man Duanshui was a little embarrassed at this time and didn't speak.

"It's okay, it's just that this young man's luck is out of heaven. The Moon God Palace is still insufficient now. As long as Xuanwu fails to pass the tribulation in a while, this mission can still be completed successfully."

True Man Duanshui thought mentally that he believed that although Xuanwu Jing had a chance to overcome the tribulation, the difficulty of this thunder tribulation that had been suppressed for 20,000 years was not comparable to that of ordinary thunder tribulation, and the other party might not be able to succeed.

At this time, the door to rebirth has been opened halfway, and the holy and gentle light has sprinkled out, making some people close to them feel comfortable and even breaking through the bottleneck and loosening.

Seeing this, the souls in the sky kowtowed to Zhang Xuansheng and expressed their gratitude.

Zhang Xuansheng just smiled faintly and said, "Go."

He watched the souls who were gradually entering the door and started to move with both hands.

One hand is pointed upward and the other hand is pointed downward.

I am the only one in heaven and earth!

The phantom of the Buddha behind him also moved with him, and then the figure became more and more solid, with the golden light surging, making it difficult for some disciples with low cultivation to open their eyes.

Some monks present at the Tribulation Period and above gradually saw the true appearance of the Buddha's phantom.

"How is that possible!"
Chapter completed!