While guiding the saints and Cunti Saints to turn away, a golden light was also left to spread within a hundred miles of Lingshan, stabbing everything in it, even including the first-class Buddhist Daluo Golden Immortals who survived Guanyin Bodhisattva.

"It's such a simple and crude way to do it, but that's right. Let's stop Lingshan time for hundreds of years."

After the saint guided the saint and the saint Zhunti disappeared, the anger on Jin Chanzi's face quickly dissipated and he said without regard.

Then, Jin Chanzi's eyes turned and flew straight to Guanyin Bodhisattva and asked.

"Sister Guanyin, can you hear me? If you can, blink your eyes."

Under the power of a saint, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who is a first-class figure among the first-class Daluo Golden Immortals, felt his thinking stagnant and took a whole amount of breath to understand Jin Chanzi's words.

As for the body, Guanyin Bodhisattva could not control it at all. Only the pair of wisdom eyes could barely turn and blink while the magic power was condensed.

"I had never met Sister Guanyin for more than five hundred years. I should have had a good time reminiscing with Sister Guanyin, but unfortunately, the disaster has not been completed and everything has not ended. I had to bear the pain and part with Sister Guanyin again..."

After a pause, Jin Chanzi gently pointed his finger at the eyebrows of Guanyin Bodhisattva and said, "But I can't bear to see Sister Guanyin suffer the pain of stagnation in this Lingshan Mountain, so I will send Sister Guanyin back to Putuo Mountain, but..."

"The words of the saint cannot be said!"

As Jin Chanzi's last sentence contained some rules, Guanyin Bodhisattva felt that there was a certain shackle in his soul, and Jin Chanzi's finger was also gently placed on her eyebrows.

The next moment, when Guanyin Bodhisattva came back to his senses, he had already appeared on the cushion where he usually practiced in Putuo Mountain across hundreds of thousands of miles.

"this……"

As Guanyin Bodhisattva pondered for a moment, he could not stop feeling shocked, and he felt that there was a storm in his chest that could not be suppressed.

"Jin Chanzi, he... has become a saint!"

Finally, Guanyin Bodhisattva muttered to himself.

No other evidence is needed. It is already ironclad that Jin Chanzi can break through the saint blockade between one finger and send her back to Putuo Island.

The only way to break the saint's means is the saint's means.

In the last sentence of Jin Chanzi, Guanyin Bodhisattva also understood that he was warning himself not to reveal what he saw and heard in Lingshan.

"well……"

After a long time, a leisurely sigh emanated from the mouth of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Then, Guanyin Bodhisattva pinched the magic formula in his hand, but activated the formation of Putuo Mountain, which was isolated from the inside and outside, and he was unable to leave since then.

...

At this moment, under the guidance of Jin Chanzi, Tang Sanzang was following him to the rumored Zixiao Palace.

Along the way, Jin Chanzi felt Tang Sanzang's strange gaze and said straightforwardly. "If you have any questions in this world, just ask. Zixiao Palace is not in this place now, and it will take some time to reach that place."

"just……"

Tang Sanzang thought for a moment and spoke, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"What's the intention?" Jin Chanzi asked inexplicably.

"Master Guanyin, you don't need to touch his eyebrows to send him away from Lingshan, right?" Tang Sanzang said with some certainty in his tone.

“Haha…ah…haha…”

Jin Chanzi had a slightly crotched expression, laughed dryly, and said, "It's true... it's not... it's worthy of being another me, you've discovered this."

After a pause, Jin Chanzi looked up, and a look of Tang Sanzang's understanding appeared on his face, and said, "But in this way, don't you think it will make Sister Guanyin feel more unforgettable?"

...

Tang Sanzang.

At this moment, Tang Sanzang only felt the corners of his mouth twitching a little.

"Hahaha, don't have such a contempt expression. After all, I am your past, and you in the past have such a mentality and such a society."

Jin Chanzi smiled freely and said a sentence that made Tang Sanzang fall into deep thought.

"You... are my monk's past?"

"That's right, to be precise, people have always misunderstood that I and you are not in the relationship between reincarnation, but in the relationship between the past and present."

Then, Jin Chanzi said with a trace of recollection in his eyes.

"I may have arrived in this world much more morning than you think. At that time, I left the pride of my previous life, thinking that with my own foresight, I could do something, and when I encounter something that I don't understand, I want to change it with my own strength."

"It's a pity that this world is really much bigger than I thought. Even if you make a lot of arrangements in advance, it's hard to beat..."

When he said this, Jin Chanzi's voice paused, and the lingering sound turned directly into Tang Sanzang's spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

"The way of heaven!"?!

Tang Sanzang.

"Don't blame me for entering your spiritual platform sea of ​​consciousness without informing you in advance. After all, you and I are one, so there is no obstacle in my entry here. Moreover, we are still in this world, and we will rashly mention the word "Heavenly Way" and will be sensed by the old Taoist Hongjun. It is best to communicate our thoughts directly here."

While Jin Chanzi's voice sounded in the sea of ​​consciousness on the Lingtai, it slowly condensed his own appearance. While walking, he looked like a wanderer returning home.

"Oh, this fate is growing well, it's not bad, it's pretty good, the future is promising."

Tang Sanzang immediately condensed his appearance in the spiritual sea of ​​consciousness, looked at the golden cicadazi who was staring at the "Bare Tree" with his head raised, and asked.

"What is the purpose of this fate and tree?"

After a pause, Tang Sanzang added. "In addition to nourishing water."

Jin Chanzi couldn't help but be happy when she heard this and said with a smile. "Haha, it's very useful, but now it's not mature yet. It's really useless except for water nourishment."

Yuan Jieshu seemed to understand what Jin Chanzi said, and the trunk swayed slightly, which made Tang Sanzang feel worried, fearing that its few green leaves would be shaken down and would be completely bare since then.

"Let's not talk about the fate of a tree. I made a lot of arrangements back then. I wanted to change the trend of the zombie with my own strength, so as not to let thousands of creatures suffer. Unfortunately... I failed, I had no choice but to prove the truth with my strength, achieve the holy position mentioned by this world, enter the Zixiao Palace to restrain the other saints, and hand over the rest of the matter to you in the present world."

Jin Chanzi said while comforting the tree of Yuanjie.

"How to restrain it? One against seven?" Tang Sanzang, who relaxed slightly, made a rare joke.
Chapter completed!