"Say it again!"

The blade of the sword was already on the monk's eyebrows, and blood flowed down the bridge of his nose and across the corners of his mouth.

The Buddha's clothes still look like a stone man: "Tens of thousands of years ago, the Buddha Shakyamuni used the Qinglian under the seat and a fourteen-year-old boy Lang to refine the soul into a lamp, and was in charge of all the order and life wheels in the world, and the cause and effect of reincarnation were all in it. That's why the group of immortals would take such a name, but they didn't know that they had planted evil results early. ”

"The Ancient Heavenly Court is long gone, and the green lantern has also fallen into the world, what does everything have to do with me?" An Juntang put away the cold front and turned his back.

The Buddha Yi still said in pieces: "The green lantern is placed in the hall of the dead and has been lonely for thousands of years, and it will not trigger the mundane thoughts of mortals for no reason, and it is impossible to break out of the hall of the dead by himself, unless someone helps him." In addition to the candle flame that has not been extinguished for many years and the perennial Buddha sound, there is only one person, a person who closes the hall of the dead all day long and takes care of the green lantern that is not extinguished. ”

"When the green lantern enters the world, the person in charge of the lantern will atone for his sins, and enter this Shenzhou full of greed, hatred, and evil thoughts 100,000 years ago, and strive to find the green lantern one day. But now there is no more person in the world who holds the lamp, but there is one more Empress of Linxian Peak who doesn't know how long she has existed in the world, is what the poor monk said right?"

An Juntang's eyes were open, even when she looked at the monk, her eyes were clearer than the Buddhist family, and she never owed anything to the ancient hall that was comparable to a prison.

She once gave up all her joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and divided them into bitter women and happy women, and she once hid all her emotions, as mysterious as mountains and seas.

She never regretted helping him escape from the shackles, she stared at the distant mountains, like how many years she had stared at that candle in that cold ancient hall, the only solace for countless lonely nights, when she was very bland, she could often stare for months without getting tired of it, just because she was used to it.

Now there is a caring person named Jiang Changan in this world, he will forcibly lead her to the city to visit the lanterns in his spare time, even if the people who come and go are the storylines that he has arranged a long time ago, it is more real than the numb Sanskrit chanting; he will say a few words when there are only two people, "I will marry An Juntang in this life" Even if she is expressionless and has a casual face, but I don't know how many times she has touched her heartstrings; he will always show inhuman composure and mind at the most dangerous moment, even if her strength is a hundred times stronger than the other party, she likes to hear him say "With me, don't be afraid".

So, what's not to be satisfied with?

Buddha Yi sneered: "You are very lucky, although the ancient heavenly court is extinguished, the thunderstorm suffered by the lantern holder still exists, and now there is a saint hidden beside you, and the heavenly thunder is not afraid." ”

Boom!

The sword light is gone!

Her face was as cold as frost: "I said that you are not allowed to call him by the word 'Holy Treasure', he is not an artifact!"

Buddha Yi's indifferent face finally flashed a trace of consternation, no

and set off, the bookbox behind him opened again, thousands of miles ** burst out, the square rakshasa like temple appeared above the head, the supreme majesty in the twilight of dusk, and the clouds of the sky were scattered.

In the temple, the Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Dynasty, the divine light shines, pouring on the jade-like sword edge, and the sound of a long impact erupts.

Heaven and earth are trembling, mountains and trees are all with this Buddha sea ** set off monstrous waves, the Buddha statue in the center of the temple does not know when to fly out, sitting on the cusp of the storm, the robe dances with the wind, reciting Buddhist scriptures, every word recited, like a hammer between heaven and earth, several saints on the Linxian Peak face like gold paper, mouth immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, the rest of the disciples who were slightly weaker were even more difficult to bear this sound wave, was smashed into powder.

The clouds of smoke as red as blood in the sky were also filled with golden light, except for a piece of gold dust that could not be seen, everything was silent, and even the white clothes were submerged in it.

Until an instant, as if frozen for thousands of years, suddenly there was a sound of rags tearing and sharp blades passing through the body.

"Whew!"

The golden light swayed like a rootless old tree and could not find its origin, scattered into a starlight for half a day, and then disappeared, ushering in an endless dark night.

An Juntang's sword has been sheathed, and there is no blood on it.

The monk stared down at his chest, his heart completely gouging out, through a fist-sized hole of blood, but not a drop of blood.

He raised his head, still indifferent without the slightest pain: "The temple of the Emperor Futu has thousands of Buddhadharmas, but the poor monks have forgotten that once upon a time, the Buddha sound in the hall of the dead was full of sound all day long, and it was a place where the scriptures were hidden, so the Dharma was useless to you." ”

"Buddha?" An Juntang's eyebrows were disdainful:

"I also opened the scripture called 'Dharma', but found that it was full of 'cannibalism', I asked the wind, the wind was silent, asked the immortals, the immortals laughed at me, and later, I asked the Buddha-

So the Buddha said, 'Forget'!"

......

The dark clouds are far away, the stars are shining, the moonlight is falling, the sky outside the ancient cave of Brahma is very quiet, and everything is as if nothing has happened.

But in the depths of the earth, it is always sunny and white.

The atmosphere was twisted into a silk thread, and the slightest wind and grass would snap off, there were no insects and birds, and at this moment, even the emerald green lake did not move, Jiang Chang'an clenched his fists in his palms, and he was extremely nervous.

"There is nothing in this cave, what does the Venerable sense?" the young man asked.

The eyes of the seven people were completely blocked by the formation, and in front of them it was just an empty stone cave.

The old man, who was respected as the Venerable, bypassed the old tree step by step and came to the cave, followed by the other six people, only a stone's throw away from Jiang Chang'an, and there were only a few bewildering formations separated by them. Jiang Changan could even clearly see the faces of the seven people.

"It's over, retribution has come, boy, and you let their accomplices cut their own knots

If you have your life, you can't run away now. Mo Cang's face immediately became bitter.

Suddenly, one of them exclaimed: "The fairy in the lake is gone!"

The seven people suddenly changed color, turned around and galloped away, this suppressed gaze was finally withdrawn, Jiang Changan felt a little furious in his heart, and he was not relieved until a few people gradually moved away.

Jiang Chang'an's heart palpitated, and he was stunned, how old has this old Taoist man lived? One of his eyes would make him feel such a great pressure!

He cautiously moved towards the path behind the stone cave, as long as he quietly retreated while a few people were exploring the bottom of the water, there was still a glimmer of life.

At this moment, he saw that the seven ghostly figures had returned here and stood in front of him.

It's a pity that she didn't calculate that she would die today, and the explorer of the heavenly machine was so scared that she committed suicide and died, hehe, it's really ironic. The arrogant middle-aged man sneered.

Jiang Chang'an was even more confused, but now he didn't have much time to think, the Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell in his hand burst out four purple-red fire dragons into tic-tac-toe killing moves to break through the enemy, he never hoped that this move could pose any threat to the other party, just to exchange for more escape time.

However, this is not the case, the white-haired old man stood in the void, his mustache trembled slightly, and he raised his hand to throw a yellow-brown scroll into the sky, hanging above his head, this scroll seemed to be filled with infinite divine energy, in which three thousand endless mountains and rivers were painted, and the sky was trembling, as if to seal the heavens in it.

"Extreme Dao Divine Soldier! This is the Extreme Dao Divine Soldier! Boy, run away!" Mo Cang shouted and wanted to go towards the old man's seal, and now he can get rid of one by one.

However, before the seal in his hand was finished, Jiang Changan forcibly pulled her back, this ancient map is a treasure of immortals, but it releases a wisp of power, and it is not something that the strong people in the world can fight against, even if it is the power of Mocang, I am afraid that it will only end up in silence.

Jiang Changan felt that his whole body was about to be melted by this ancient scroll, and this Xuan Realm was also turning into black water at a speed that could be discerned by the naked eye, revealing its original face, and the black underground stone cave and cold stone wall were also about to collapse, as if everything was going to surrender to this Gu Tu's subordinates.

Mo Cang was cold from head to foot when he saw this scene, this kind of scene was enough to make anyone's heart split, and there was no way to live.

She regarded her dead horse as a live horse doctor, and saw a little black smoke on Jiang Chang'an's eyebrows: "Reverse Atractylodes!"

I only hope that I can delay for a few more moments.

Whew-

Wisps of black smoke were about to envelop his whole body, as long as he stepped into that strange independent space, even the immortals would have nothing to do with him.

"This kid still has someone to help him with the immortal method!!?