In the dust that is connected to the sky and earth, something like ordinary yellow sand flew out, but every piece of sand flew over, the air would ripple, and even the space would moan in pain as if it was overwhelmed.

The old monk looked at Qin Lian with horror in his eyes and smiled strangely and comforted: "My good disciple, you have a good life. This sea of ​​sand evolved from a handful of Buddha dust sprinkled by the Buddha back then. After so many years, the pure Buddha dust inside has been born. Every Buddha dust has a weight like a thousand feet high mountain. With so much Buddha dust, you can wash the Buddha bones and stimulate the Buddha nature. Your achievements in the future will probably be far superior to being a teacher. You are born with a good life..."

Qin Lian didn't speak, his eyes couldn't move, and could only watch the bits of Buddha dust that looked like ordinary sand and gravel slowly gathered. Before he got close, Qin Lian felt that the bones all over his body were about to be crushed. Just the pure pressure could have this effect, let alone others.

As soon as the old monk appeared in his evil spirit, his expression on his face was always like a compassionate and kind, but when he started, he was not at all compassionate. The thousands of Buddha dust did not stop like Qin Lian expected, and then returned and sank directly onto his skin. On the skin, blood stains appeared one after another. As soon as the Buddha dust approached, he saw his skin blooming and flesh blooming, and the Buddha dust sank into his bones independently.

In an instant, Qin Lian's stool became bloody and bloody, but he could not resist at all. He couldn't even scream, and his eyes were almost protruding.

The old monk recited the scriptures. When Qin Lian was about to hold on, suddenly, a little golden light appeared in his bones, and then another evil spirit appeared. The evil spirit and the golden light were clearly separated and constantly conflicted. However, as the Buddha dust merged into his bones, and the old monk's scriptures, the evil spirit and the golden light slowly merged together.

After a moment, it was activated by several forces and merged into one, turning into a dark golden light like an old monk. There was evil spirit in the holiness, but it was unified in the only one, without any awkwardness, as if it was born like this.

Qin Lian's flesh and blood had completely turned into piles of minced meat by the surging of the Buddha's dust, revealing the bones under the flesh and blood. The white bones had a trace of dark golden light at this moment, and felt a heaviness as if they were still as motionless as a mountain.

When the old monk saw that it was almost done, he stopped reciting the scriptures. Qin Lian also fell from the air. Qin Lian opened his mouth. But he couldn't say a word. Just as he was about to stand up, he thumped and lay on the ground. It was difficult to move his little finger. It seemed that he had been pressed down on thousands of mountains.

The old monk showed a hint of surprise in his eyes. He smiled and clasped his hands together, saying, "My Buddha is merciful. I am afraid that my monk's wisdom is far inferior to the Buddha. I have calculated a little less. With your current power, I may not be able to bear this Buddha bone at all. But good disciple, don't worry, with your Buddha bone, the entire Tianyuan Realm, there are probably only a handful of people who can hurt your life now..."

The old monk looked at Qin Lian who was lying on the ground and unable to even move his little finger. He slapped his head with a ripples in the air. This was the appearance that space dared not suppress, but saw that this palm that was enough to cause the space to sway and slapped Qin Lian's head, but made a thud sound, but it was not damaged at all.

The old monk laughed strangely and said, "Miscellaneous! Wonderful! Wonderful! This golden Buddha bone built by building foundations of Buddha dust to cleanse Buddha bones is slightly inferior to those who have passed the heavenly tribulation. At least it is comparable to some Nascent Soul stage. No, at least it is pure physical cultivation in the Guiyuan stage. Good disciple, your bones are at least as heavy as thousands of feet of mountains, and you may not be able to use them. Practice the magical powers of being a master. When you reach the third level, you can move freely..."

A dark golden light flew into Qin Lian's head on the old monk's eyebrows, and then he saw the old monk's body fading away. The old monk sat cross-legged, his eyes drooping, looking at Qin Lian with a faint smile.

Qin Lian watched the old monk's body become increasingly weaker and seemed to have understood something. For so long, Qin Lian still didn't understand. This old monk actually wanted to pass on his skills, but his personality was weird or other ideas, so he did this.

The old monk glanced at Qin Lian and chuckled and said, "Good disciple, I am a monk named Evil Buddha. Before becoming a Buddha worshiper, I was a monk with evil paths. I have never known how many years have I died. I have forgotten it. This is just the last trace of obsession left by me. I passed on my Taoist tradition. Remember one thing, all foreign races can be killed in this world. One day you will understand that my teacher's wish is over and it is time to return to the Pure Land world of my Buddha. I will never hear that my Buddha's three parts of magical powers are available, but I can only open up here again to promise Pure Land..."

Qin Lian's eyes were covered with blood, and he watched the old monk's body become increasingly faint, and finally completely turned into nothingness and dissipated between heaven and earth.

As soon as the old monk died, he saw that the sea of ​​sand seemed to be even more violent, completely separating the western part of the Tianyuan Realm from the nothingness outside. Even the pure land within this area moved independently to the east.

In the north of China, Ye Yuan suddenly felt something. He looked west and frowned. He just vaguely felt an extremely powerful soul disappearing between heaven and earth, and it seemed that he could also sense Qin Lian's soul fluctuations.

Changsun Wuji and the old man who were standing beside him suddenly stopped seeing Ye Yuan. Changsun Wuji did not ask, but the old man was not Ye Yuan's witch slave and said directly: "Boy, what do you feel?"

Ye Yuan looked at the sky, his eyes covered with a layer of soul power. Looking to the west, he saw a huge slight primordial energy clashing with the sky and disappearing. There was also a wave that only when a powerful soul was annihilated between the sky and the earth.

Pointing to the west, Ye Yuan said: "Changsun, old man, do you two know what is in the west?"

Before the two of them could speak, Ye Yuan added again and said, "The boundary of the west of the Tianyuan Realm, the horizon!"

The old man said directly: "Huang Grassland, the largest and most desolate Huang Grassland in Tianyuan Realm..."

Changsun frowned and said, "If you remember correctly, on the west side of the Yellow Grassland, it seems to be a sea of ​​sand connected to the sky and the earth, and it is the place where the Tianyuan Realm and the void are connected."

The feeling flashed, but Ye Yuan was very sure that his feeling was right. Just now, a stream of aura that seemed to be a sacred saint and a surging evil spirit rushed to the sky, and it disappeared in a flash. There was also a powerful soul that was annihilated in that place, and even Qin Lian's soul aura was included.

Changsun Wuji looked at Ye Yuan's face and said solemnly: "Master, the Yellow Grassland in the west is different from the previous nirvana. There seems to be no danger of the Nirvana, but the more I think about it, the thinner the vitality of heaven and earth is. When I reach the deepest point, it is almost the empty area of ​​the Nirvana. After the Yellow Grassland, there is the sea of ​​sand. It is not known how many miles. The old slave has learned about it through classics. There was a master who went to discuss and investigate, but he almost lost his life after entering the sand sea. After returning, he kept silent and did not talk about this matter at all. But Master, it would be better not to go."

The old man also stared at Ye Yuan with a burning gaze, for fear that Ye Yuan would go and see. Looking at the two of them, Ye Yuan smiled and said, "You can rest assured, I'm just a little curious..."

This was not only sensed by Ye Yuan alone, but also by another person earlier than Ye Yuan.

In the northeast of the Tianyuan Realm, a shadow stood in the air, standing at a height of thousands of feet above, those bone-eroding gale winds that could blow out the fire of human life could not cause any harm to this person.

The shadow looked west, and the sharp and wild laughter suddenly sounded, and the sound vibrated and the gale wind in the sky had a slight disorder, and the space around him began to tremble slightly.

"Bald donkey, you finally died, finally died, you died so well..."

Under the laughter, golden Sanskrit mantras slowly emerged on the surface of the figure, densely covered the man's body. The next moment, the man heard the man's loud shout, and the golden Sanskrit mantras broke out from his skin, and then turned into a cage to wrap it in it. The figure screamed, and a harsh scream sounded, which cracked cracks on the golden Sanskrit mantras, and then turned into pieces of fragments and dissipated in the air like broken glass.

In an instant, the momentum of the figure suddenly surged.

The momentum of the figure soared, and it suddenly changed several times in an instant. Then its figure slowly dissipated, but the speed was too fast. The afterimage left in the place took a long time to dissipate.

The figure fled to the west and passed through the gale of the wind that was thousands of feet high, but it looked like an arrow from Li Xuan. Those obstacles had no effect on this person.

Suddenly, the figure paused in the air and roared angrily: "Bald donkey, what a bald donkey. You knew I wasn't dead, right? You have to be careful of me if you die. OK, very good, what can you do if you close the extreme west? What a bald donkey, a bald donkey..."

The figure was extremely angry and roared in the air for a moment, but it was just a roaring angrily, but there was nothing he could do. The evil Buddha had completely disappeared. No matter how angry he was, he had no way to deal with the evil Buddha.

After a while, the figure seemed to sense a master approaching and snorted gloomy: "Okay, bald donkey, since you want to trap me in the Tianyuan Realm, then I will be as you wish, haha..."

Before the voice fell, the figure disappeared... (To be continued...)

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