On the way to Buddha Mountain, he passed through twelve major cities along the way, and two of them were comparable to the end of the clouds, so prosperous and prosperous, beyond Mu Jun's psychological expectations for the dust and sand realm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, the large and small cultivator cities in the Cloud Realm will have a large array of city protectors, and ordinary cultivators are not allowed to fly over the city, while the Dust and Sand Realm is mostly like a mundane city, they have a direct worship of the strong, and the innate warriors can be seen jumping on the roof at any time in the sky above the city, and they like to pursue unusual paths.

The closer you get to Buddha Mountain, the style of the city is also changing, less prosperous, more peaceful, temples are numerous, you can see scriptures everywhere, pasted on the door, used to exorcise evil spirits. Buddhist cultivators can be seen coming and going everywhere on the streets of the city, and they can also be seen carrying huge trees to refine their bodies, their muscles bulging, and they all seem to contain infinite power.

Qinggang landed in front of the gate of Buddha Mountain with Mu Jun and Jianji, and a handsome young man dressed in brown sea blue and bald head stepped forward and saluted lightly: "I have seen a cultivator," and looked at Mu Jun and Jianji curiously: "These two cultivators are the same door of cultivators?" Mu Jun and Jianji pinched back half a salute.

Qinggang nodded: "Senior brother and sister in the door, they came to travel to the dust and sand realm, and heard me tell me about the wonderful Buddhist cultivation on the Buddha Mountain, so they came to visit together." ”

The Buddhist cultivator boy blinked and saluted with a smile: "The two who came from afar, that is, the same door of the light cultivators, are the friends of the Buddha Mountain, please come with the minor cultivators." ”

Turning around and leading the way in front with brisk steps, the three of them followed him and stepped on the stone staircase that was a foot wide.

Mu Jun looked up and found that the end of the stone staircase was hidden between the clouds and mist, adding a little mystery to the Buddha Mountain, leading the young man to stop halfway up the mountain, walked to the hexagonal pavilion by the roadside, and tapped the half-zhang high fishing bell hanging in the pavilion, but no bell came out, and the sound wave was faintly visible to spread out, and the sound transmission bell was quite similar to the sound transmission bell on the counter of the Remembering Temple.

After six ways, the young man saluted to the three of them: "Uncle Shi greeted all the cultivators above, and Xiao Xiu sent it here." ”

Qinggang bowed his head to the young man, and took the lead in stepping into the clouds, Mu Jun and Jianji glanced at each other, Mu Jun followed behind Qinggang, and Jianji Palace.

Stepping into the clouds, the more you go up, the more dense the clouds become, Mu Jun's divine sense quietly poked out, but if a stone sank into the sea, she felt slightly inappropriate, but found that the figure of the light in front of her loomed, and there was no trace of it when she turned around, Mu Jun pursed her lips, it seems that this cloud and mist are deceitful today.

Staring at the stone ladder in the clouds, Mu Jun paused for a while, after all, he stepped on it, walked ten breaths, and found that the stone ladder was gone, turning into a stone path, with a forest of wooden stools on both sides.

After walking along the stone path for a while, the clouds gradually dissipated, and at the end of the stone path was a mirror-like lake, and on the other side was hidden in the clouds, and a small wooden boat was alone at the water's edge.

Mu Jun turned around, the clouds were thick, the stone path disappeared, and she had no way out.

Slowly walked to the lake, looked at the mirrored lake, and looked up at the sky, only to find that there was no reflection on the lake. The eyes fell on the boat, silent, the body jumped, fell in the boat, the boat shook itself without slurry, rowing towards the center of the lake, Mu Jun looked sideways at the water, the boat passed without a trace, Mu Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, I don't know whether it is good or evil today?

After dozens of breaths, the surface of the lake has changed, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, and the huge buildings standing on the mountain peaks can be faintly seen, and the huge bronze bell is hung on the top of the mountain in the distance, and countless Buddhist monks dressed in moon-white sea blue shuttle among them.

The scene changed with the boat moving forward, and a tall and handsome white-clothed Buddha monk jumped out of the reckless forest, with long eyebrows and light eyes, the lines between the eyebrows were like a long dragon intertwined, the long nose was handsome, and the thin lips were slightly pursed, he held the Buddha beads in one hand, looking at the blood cloud attacking from afar.

Put your hands together, throw the Buddha beads in your hands to the blood cloud, the Buddha beads suddenly turned into golden giant Buddha beads, surrounded the blood cloud, half breathed that the blood cloud quickly closed, and turned into a man wearing a jade crown and wearing red armor, and a red pattern like a vine on the left side of his face, one red and one white rushed towards each other, and in an instant, the wind and clouds turned, the forest turned into powder, and the sky and the earth moved.

The boat did not stop at all, Mu Jun looked back to see the result, but only saw the boundless lake, the shore had long disappeared, she looked back at the lake, the scene had changed, the earth cracked, the sea water poured in, the mountains collapsed, and countless white-clothed Buddha cultivators jumped into the blood-colored vortex that emerged from the ground......

The more Mu Jun looked at his heart, the more he understood that this was the Great War of Buddha and Demon 30,000 years ago, which can actually be called the secret war of Dao and Buddha.

Thinking that Xuanbai would take herself to the wooden-wooded forest that day, it must have been deliberately arranged by someone, she took out a shadow bead, and a wisp of divine sense probed into it, and the scene of leaving that day reappeared...... After reading all the echo beads, Mu Jun sighed faintly, what kind of sin did she create, why did she encounter all these bullshit things?

Remembering that day, he sent a message to Yunxiao and talked about the vision in the sea of knowledge, he only said that he went with the flow, did he know about it? Mu Jun secretly made a note to Yunxiao in his heart, reducing his credibility.

The scene in the lake is like a sea of vicissitudes, Mu Jun looks at it coldly, for this kind of thing, her heart can't afford half a wave, nothing lasts forever, a inheritance disappears, how normal!

I don't know if it was Mu Jun's mood change, so the lake surface changed, a pavilion appeared in the fog, the boat drove to the pavilion, Mu Jun looked at the figure in the pavilion, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly: The main master is finally here.

When Mu Jun saw clearly that there were people in the pavilion, his eyes were slightly condensed, the boat stopped in front of the stone steps, Mu Jun stood on the boat, and looked at the Buddha who was sitting upright with his eyes closed in the pavilion, and there was no meaning to go up at all.

The two stood and sat together, silently stalemate, occasionally a mist passed through, blurring the faces of the two, there was always a wind blowing, and the eyebrows of the two became clear again.

Time passed little by little, Mu Jun's divine sense stared at the Buddha cultivation in the sea of knowledge, and his eyes looked at the Buddhist cultivation in the pavilion, and he was in a state of concentration.

Mu Jun didn't know how much time had passed, as if it had passed, and it seemed to have passed through the flood of time.

There was a sigh from the pavilion, and the man opened his eyes and looked at Mu Jun: "You are as stubborn as you were young. ”

"Is there one?" Mu Jun raised his eyebrows, stared at the people in the pavilion and asked lightly, "How should I call you, Senior Uncle, Yuncang Cultivator, or whatever?"

The handsome young Buddhist monk saluted Mu Jun with one hand: "Just call me free." He got up and looked at Mu Jun: "Where have you seen me?"

Mu Jun stepped on the stone steps step by step, turned around in the pavilion, turned around and smiled slightly: "Cloud Peak Jade Que." ”

Yuncang ...... No, it was the empty Buddha cultivator who looked slightly stunned, and after taking a half-breath, he whispered: "Mo Qing Shangxian has returned to the Nine Heavens?"

Mu Jun nodded, she slightly tilted her head and stared at Kongxuan: "Could it be that Yunxiao Immortal Monarch didn't tell you?"

Hum...... Two old monsters join forces to pit me!

(To be continued.) )