Xitian Buddha Realm, Xiangxiang Pond.

A young monk who looked to be in his twenties, wearing a brown-gray linen Zen robe, covered in dust, as if he had experienced countless wind, frost, and sun exposure, and his skin was rough and sallow, walked towards the edge of the pond full of lotus flowers.

His figure is always upright, his eyes are bright and wise, and he is calm and gentle.

"came back?"

Fanchen was meditating by the pool.

Not far away, lotus leaves were swaying in the wind.

"It will take tens of thousands of years to leave the deserted universe. Will there be any gains?" he asked.

"Returning to the capital, Master, the earth is wild and the universe is vast and empty. It is better than heaven and hell. The humanities and customs are completely different, but Buddhism and Taoism are prevalent. The disciples went to Ksitigarbha Temple, to the Fire Realm, and walked through the 30,000 dilapidated three-way ancient river.

Years ago, the storm of the Netherworld Catastrophe has not completely gone away, and new evil spirits often grow up relying on the power of the fire domain and the aura of the embers of the calamity wave."

The young monk continued: "Fortunately, Jizo Ksitigarbha is a Buddhist saint with great power and wisdom, and these evil spirits cannot become a climate. For thirty thousand years, she has led the Buddhist cultivators in the wilderness out of suffering, and has flourished in the waves of calamity.

vitality."

"This is the gift she asked her disciples to bring to their master!"

The young monk took out a wine pot engraved with various Buddhist Sanskrit characters and presented it to him.

Fanchen laughed loudly, took the jug, and drank heavily: "In these years, I can't stop drinking this drink. Good wine orbs are hidden in the heart of the stars. I observe that your cultivation has reached the realm of a superior god, and your memory has recovered.

?”

There was a look of pain in Zhang Xingchen's eyes, and he said: "Recovered! After leaving the wasteland and the universe, this disciple knows that his father was right."

"The aftermath of a battle has spread too widely."

"In the Battle of the Underworld, thousands of light-years around the Fire Realm were reduced to nothingness, and all planets and big worlds were destroyed. The scope of the aftermath was even further, and countless lives were dead, disabled, displaced, and lost their loved ones.

They don’t even know what happened, leaving only generation after generation of suffering.”

“Only by going there and seeing it in person can you feel the same way.”

"The calamity caused by such a life-and-death battle is unavoidable. But martial arts training can be controlled, and the consequences need to be considered."

"When I was young and crazy, I made a big mistake. After going through tribulations in the human world and walking in the wilderness, I truly understood the suffering in the world, the preciousness of life, and the meaning of cultivation.

Only then did I finally realize that strength is not for fighting, but for harnessing the power to carry out the vision in the heart, persevere in the heart, and make choices in the heart."

"Master, this disciple is really wrong!"

Fanchen nodded and said: "It was your father who asked me to find you and lead you to practice. He said that if I can come back from the world of mortals, I can naturally help you refine your heart and redeem yourself."

"You have not finished your mortal world, and my master has not given you a Dharma title, so you are not considered to have entered Buddhism. Now that you have recovered your memory, go home!"

Zhang Xingchen knelt down and kowtowed: "I am willing to spend the rest of my life redeeming my sins. I hope that I, the Buddha, will be perfected."

Fanchen tore off the green stem of a lotus leaf in front of him, held it in his hand as a cattail leaf fan, and said with a smile: "The heavy rain will not moisten the rootless grass, and the Tao and Dharma are only wide for those who are destined to pass through. I am a monk, not a Buddha, as my teacher."

Without you, our relationship as master and disciple is over."

Zhang Xingchen couldn't kneel down and recited scriptures. Fanchen said: "You should always go back and see your mother. She must be the one who loves you the most and misses you the most.

It has been more than 30,000 years, have you ever thought about how she feels?"

"It's me who's unfilial and I'm ashamed of my mother."

Zhang Xingchen finally stopped chanting, tears filled his eyes. He no longer had the evil nature and arrogance of his youth. He kowtowed three times to the mortal world before leaving the Xiang Xiang Pond.

The Xiang Xiang Pond became quiet, leaving only the chirping of cicadas.

With a grunt, Fanchen took another gulp of wine, and the melodious sound of the flute came to his ears.

"Huh!"

Fanchen stood up with alert eyes.

Look around at the misty water.

Only seen.

A woman in green clothes who looks like a woman walking out of a painting is standing in the center of Xiang Xiang Pond, playing a flute.

The water and sky reflect each other and form a natural path, which is indescribably beautiful and beautiful.

Mortal consciousness was quickly separated from the sound of the flute.

I noticed that a figure passed behind me and headed towards the whirling world.

"How brave!"

Fanchen moved his body and went to stop the attack.

But the sound of the flute came quickly and reached my ears in an instant.

Fanchen had no choice but to give up blocking the figure rushing towards the whirling world, and slapped the flute girl in green behind him with his backhand.

Qingyi held the flute and struck out, fighting with Fanchen for a head-on blow.

"Bang!"

Amidst the roar, countless rules and orders intertwined, forming a vast and vast battlefield in different time and space above the Xiang Xiang Pond.

Tsing Yi flew out, fell back to the water, and saluted with clasped fists: "Great Brahma is so powerful, and this little girl is willing to be defeated. However, in this fight in the Western Buddha Realm, I'm afraid the master will not have the upper hand."

Over the past 30,000 years, Fanchen's cultivation has improved rapidly, and he is close to the peak of half-ancestor.

But as Zhengnv Qingyi said, when fighting in the Western Buddha Realm, he showed his hands were tied. The first consideration was not to win, but how to prevent the aftermath of the battle from spreading out and causing a crisis that would destroy the world.

When Shi Yigan took action, he used the rules and order to construct a different time and space battlefield, covering the two of them -

"Who are you? I have never heard of a person like you in the universe. Which side are you from?" Fanchen asked.

If the opponent can take his slap without getting hurt, he is definitely the half-ancestor.

How could a Half-Ancestor appear out of thin air between heaven and earth?

There must be traces to follow.

But after mortal calculations, he discovered that this woman had no secret.

There is no past and no future.

Obviously, there is an ancestor-level existence behind her, which has erased the secrets and traces.

Suddenly thinking of something, Fanchen was about to rush out of the battlefield of different time and space and rush to the whirling world.

"Master, please stay a moment. I haven't yet asked you for advice on the mystery of the ten thousand Buddhas illuminating the universe."

The green veil covers the face, and the wind follows the shadow, and the speed is actually one minute faster than the mortal world.

The flute in his hand was like a sharp sword, slicing through Fanchen's protective Buddha ring and pointing at his vest, forcing Fanchen to stop and attack.

But on the other side, the old drunkard returned, took away the wine bottle that Fanchen had placed on the stone, and then entered the world of whirling contentment.

"Hey! It's really good wine. It's a waste for a monk to drink any wine."

After taking a big sip, the old drunkard staggered towards the depths of the whirling world, cracking formations and restrictions along the way, and finally saw the imprisoned Er Juntian.

Under the guidance of that "girl", his mental power improved rapidly, reaching the ninety-third level.

On a stone platform three feet in diameter, Er Juntian was sealed, locked with a divine chain, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, like a motionless human-shaped stone.

"This is the leader of the Heavenly Sect? What a forced message. No wonder Old Qinglu said that he has combat power comparable to that of Wu Tian."

The old drunkard beat Er Juntian's body, and the muscles became as strong as copper.

King Qinglu God originally told Empress Shiji that Er Juntian was dead.

After all, Er Juntian knows too much about the truth about Hui Hai. If the Corpse Demon Faction knows that he is still alive, they will definitely find a way to rescue him. By then, many of Qinglu God King's lies will be exposed.

Zhang Ruochen indeed arranged a method in Er Juntian's sea of ​​consciousness, and also erased part of his memory.

However, the Second Lord’s cultivation is too advanced and his spirit and will are strong, so there is no guarantee that there will be no mistakes.

Qinglu God King would not dare to gamble with his own life.

But after 30,000 years, the Green Deer God King finally let it slip in front of "Zhang Ruochen", so what happened today was that the flute girl in green and the old drunkard came to the Xitian Buddhist Realm to rescue him.

Er Juntian suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils were like lava. The old drunkard was so frightened that he took two steps back. After standing still, he pressed his chest and said: "Er Juntian, I have been ordered to come to save you. The universe is in chaos. You

It’s time to be born!”

Er Juntian closed his eyes, not interested in whether he could get out or not.

Mingzu is dead, and his faith has collapsed.

Not to mention escaping from here, even the birth and death of the universe has nothing to do with him.

The old drunkard took out a piece of talisman seal. The talisman was like a jade ruler, and said: "This is the Ten Thousand Dao Talisman Armor that my master personally refined. Its power is even more powerful than your Ten Thousand Star Burning Gold Armor. Put on this armor, you can

You will definitely be able to break the seal and escape from the whirling world."

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Er Juntian only responded with one word: "Get out!"

"Hey, are you stupid because of being locked up?"

The old drunkard suddenly thought of something, leaned into Er Juntian's ear, and whispered something.

This sentence was told by the girl.
To be continued...