Chapter 1070 (1/2)
Yan Zhaoge's words are obscure, which naturally means that Fu Ting, knowing the name of immeasurable God, has left behind hidden dangers, which have not been properly solved up to now.
Emperor Jin Wen Yan, nodded, and then said naturally, ”it's impossible to enter the celestial realm by mistake and hear the name of the infinite Buddha.”
Yan Zhaoge's pupils contract suddenly, his scalp is numb, and his whole body is almost bristling.
Jin Emperor just said this, not to communicate with him.
But in front of other people, say it openly!
What's more, the sound is not loud, but it spreads far away and spreads to the surrounding world.
Jin emperor doesn't need to work hard to make his voice ring all over the south in the summer!
He Xixing and Li Junxin are right beside them. They can hear what Jin emperor said at the first time.
As the proud heirs of emperor Jin and the supreme of the earth, they both know a lot of secrets.
Even, it is vaguely known that Xianting is the opposite of Buddhism.
However, the name of immeasurable Tianzun is an absolute taboo even for those who are wusheng Jiuchong and Xianqiao's later realm cultivation!
It's impossible for emperor Jin not to know this.
So he Xixing had heard the name of Xianting in the past, but it was only limited to such a concept, and he did not know exactly what it was, nor could he know infinite heaven.
But now, he stood in the same place with some consternation.
The name of immeasurable Buddha flashed in his mind. He was curious and concerned, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart.
There is no reason for this feeling. It seems that there is nothing, but he Xixing feels that there is something more in his heart.
However, it seems that there is nothing but the illusion of self.
But he Xixing had a whim, a faint premonition.
Li Junxin, on the other side, is also paying close attention to the trend of emperor Jin. At this moment, I heard the name of the immeasurable Buddha. It's the same feeling as he Xixing.
With the spread of emperor Jin's voice, those who pay attention to this matter at the edge of Yingxing lake and come to inquire about the news naturally hear what emperor Jin said.
Everyone felt puzzled: ”Xianting, infinite Buddha, what is that?”
In addition to confusion, we all feel that there seems to be something special in our hearts, which is looming.
Chen Qianhua blinked at the top of the lake, stood up directly from the chair, clapped with both hands: ”well done!”
Meng Wan, who was beside the Jin emperor, was also slightly at a loss at this time, but like other people except Yan Zhaoge and Chen Qianhua, he didn't realize what exactly happened just now.
”So I hate lunatics.” Yan Zhaoge holds his forehead with his left hand and raises his right hand up.
The Dragon hall appears and the door opens.
A black iron wheel revolves in it. There are twelve holes in the wheel and nine lights.
It's the great Youming wheel.
The rotation of the black iron wheel suddenly stopped, and the brilliance in the hole on the wheel went down. Only one of them exuded the glittering brilliance.
The radiance rushed to the world, scattered in all directions over the sky, forming a mask, which expanded rapidly and exceeded the speed of the sound propagation of emperor Jin.
In the end, the light cover turned into a hemisphere, covering the vast boundary around Yingxing lake, isolating the voice of Jin emperor from the inside.
Seemingly ordinary and invisible sound waves, this moment, like the tide, constantly impact the mask, and then are bounced back.
Fortunately, the rich brocade Emperor didn't intend to break the mask. He let his voice be stopped and didn't care.
He turned a blind eye to Yan Zhaoge's actions and didn't seem to know the consequences of his actions.