It was still antiquity at that time, right?

Some people have witnessed the statue become a living person, or a miracle of the true god in their eyes, and they have become more and more devout.

The Buddha statue in the temple is gone, and no one else is erected.

Sometimes he would go to the rest of this snowy region to see, and sometimes he would get bored and return to this temple that was becoming more and more magnificent, and he would sit on the lotus seat, and look at the ordinary people who worshipped him.

Peaceful days, which lasted for hundreds of years.

Until one day, this isolated snowy region welcomed a group of unexpected guests, who wore the same monk's robes and wore the same rosary around their necks, and preached their teachings and scriptures to all the inhabitants of this place, and soon discovered this snowy peak, and also discovered the temple on the snowy peak, and discovered Him in the temple.

They claim to be from the Middle Realm Buddhism, one of the Tantric sects, and they have trekked through mountains and rivers to this snowy land like a pure land that has not yet been set foot by monks, just to purify ignorant beings.

They possess all kinds of magical powers, which amaze all the simple inhabitants and give birth to a heartfelt awe.

So they got permission to take over the temple.

They erected a new Buddha on his original temple and altar, and named him the "Holy Son of Buddhism", saying that he was the proof of the Buddha's manifestation in the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes.

Since then, He has had a name of his own.

Lonely ......

Silence.

But the number of people who believed in him gradually became fewer, and people turned to the monks on the holy mountain who had the power to destroy the world, worship them, and worship them.

His power gradually became less secure.

He began to disappear from time to time, sometimes long, sometimes short, and the power from the bottom of people's hearts could no longer support His presence in the world at any time, unless at some time, the tantric monks opened the altar and guided the thoughts of the world, so that they could accumulate enough power for Him to appear.

The Holy Son gradually became the most mysterious existence in the snowy region.

In the same way, the arrival of the tantric monks was accompanied not only by the conversion of faith, but also by the shedding of blood.

After the war in the Yin and Yang world, Buddhism completely moved north.

The snowy region, which was originally only a pure land of Tantra, has since become the snowy land of Tantra and has become their old nest.

Soon, there was a concubine, a Buddha mother, a Dharma teacher, a guru, and even a Dharma king......

Of course, there was also killing.

It is the domination and domination of the monks over mortals, the disagreements and contradictions between the new and the old.

The sky above the originally clean and clear snowy area was suddenly covered with layers of suppressed blood. People's faith in gods and Buddhas began to waver, and even if they trekked through mountains and rivers to the holy mountain, they were just begging for wealth, beauty, power, and even immortality from the clay puppets in the temple.

They poured out their evil desires on the temple.

Walking in the temple, the monks who worship the gods and Buddhas all day long are calmly doing dirty and filthy things.

The corpse of the Buddha's mother, the body of the old and the new in the battle, was abandoned like a piece of land on moonlit nights, and was indifferently thrown into the jewel-like lake behind the temple, splashing a slight wave, and returning to peace.

The holy lake in the sky, Garan.

It silently witnesses all the cruelty that happens on this snowy region, all the greed and ugliness that belong to human nature, and also contains countless unwilling and resentful souls.

In the rotation of sleep and wakefulness, he could clearly feel the changes in this sacred lake on the top of the snowy region.

Gradually, it gave birth to its own consciousness.

And so he became "Him."

But He is not a clean pure white, but a gloomy deep blue. During the day, when the sun is shining, he cannot be seen, but only at night when the stars and moon are hidden.

It was a very different existence from myself.

It's also beautiful.

It is also the most desired and desirable appearance of all people.

The cold, clear waters of the sacred lake condensed into his long smooth hair, woven into his silky dress, and forged his eyes like jewels in the sky......

One day, hundreds of years ago, Shanya saw a little girl go up to the holy mountain, enter the temple to worship, and come to the shore of the holy lake.

She was amazed by the beauty of the sacred lake and bowed down reverently.

She prayed to the holy lake, prayed for good luck, prayed for the well-being of her parents, and prayed that the holy lake on the snowy region would be the best looking today every day in the future.

Then I heard Garan open her mouth for the first time.

It was really the gentlest and clearest voice in the world, and the gentle rippling water of the lake became a foil.

He said to the little girl, "Garan, my name is Garan......

The little girl's face turned pale with fright, and she threw the blue delphinium that had been picked up from the bottom of the mountain, and cried "the holy lake has spoken" and went down the mountain.

Soon, there was no trace.

So he walked over and picked up the bunch of blue delphiniums from the lakeside.

For the first time, Garan spoke to Him: "She is making a wish to you, and this bouquet of flowers is also for you, she has found the wrong person." ”

Silence is silent.

After a long time, he shook his head and said, "It's for you." ”

The brightly colored blue delphinch, like a bird with wings ready to fly.

After He had said that, he stood on the shore of the lake and handed the bunch of blue delphins to Garan, but after waiting for a long time, the lake was still silent, and did not mean to take it away.

So He stepped back and placed the blue delphinium on the shore of the lake.

Night falls, and the evening breeze is gentle.

The moon turns and the stars move, and the night passes in the blink of an eye.

The next morning, the bunch of blue delphins on the shore of the lake disappeared, and only the floating ice still gently rippled.

Shan Ya thought, maybe it was the wind that night that was too strong and blew away the little bouquet of flowers?

A few years later, the little girl became a young girl.

Shanya and Garan saw her in the temple among the new concubines who had gone up the mountain.

She also became a concubine.

The original Xianyan appearance gradually withered in the cold wind of the holy mountain.

Having become a young girl, she has known many strange things in this world, and she is no longer afraid of the holy lake that spoke back then.

Every silent night, he brought a bunch of blue delphins to the shore of the holy lake, hugged his knees and curled up, and poured out his heart towards the boundless lake.

But the sacred lake did not speak again, and Garan never spoke again.

Day after day, time flies like a white horse.

Suddenly, one day, the girl stopped appearing on the lakeside.

Three days later, at dawn, she lost her lifeless and broken body, and was thrown into the lake by the monks of the Temple, and the cold, clear blue waters of the lake filled her sad and tearful eyes, soaked her naked body, and overflowed her head with clouds of hair, and became the tomb where she was finally buried......

In the temple, there was no such delicate face;

On the shore of the holy lake, there is no longer the blue delphinium that is ready to fly.

Yes, there is only the increasingly chaotic battle, the blood that is getting thicker and thicker......

In the past days, Shanya always wondered, such a special self, such a special Garan, is it a god or a demon?

Now I know that this question is not important.

The important thing is that the mortals of this world, in this snowy land, regard them as gods.

What's the use of just gods?

Silence comes from the most devout faith in the heart of man, the purest flashing thoughts, and Garan is born from the undying desires of man, the most polluted desires.

Good begets evil, and people's hearts are always divided.

People in the world yearn for the protection of gods like them, thinking that the gods are in charge of everything, and the gods are incomparably powerful, but they don't know that the gods are also thirsting for the faith of the world.

The world can still survive without gods.

The gods have no man, but they can only die silently!

The little bunched of blue delphins lay in the palm of his hand, the blue and purple petals blown by the wind, and Shanya could hear the voice from the depths of his heart.

Maybe it's His own voice, maybe it's Garan's voice.

So he raised his fingers, smiled with flowers in a familiar and unfamiliar gesture, and gently placed this bunch of fresh, swaying blue delphiniums in his ears and hair.

It was a kind of beauty shrouded in mist, and when you couldn't see His face clearly with your eyes, and when you felt it with your heart, you realized that beauty that went straight to the depths of people's hearts......

At this moment, He is Shanya, and He is Garan.

At this moment, He is both good and evil.

At this moment, he is the god in everyone's eyes, and it is also the most ethereal dream in his eyes.

The Treasure Seal Dharma King not far away had already discovered the change at the moment when the Holy Sacrifice Formation disappeared, but at this moment, Qu Zhengfeng and the others seemed to guess his thoughts, and they were attacking him at this moment!

Yang Jin, the mother of the empty line, had been injured in the previous battle, and her face turned pale;

As a bounded power, Zen Master Xuelang also showed a tired look on his face after resisting Fang Cai's fierce attack;

It was Qu Zhengfeng, who was holding the Yashan sword, and blood was pressed out between his fingers.

It's just that they know better than anyone that this moment is the most critical moment in this battle, so the snow-white magic conch fell from mid-air, the golden Sanskrit seal rose from the ground, and the dark gray cliff mountain sword burst out with the longest sword groan, sweeping away!

The hideous black gas was boiling and surging at this time!

Before these three fierce attacks came, the black qi of the original large group suddenly cracked at this time, dividing into thousands of daos!

Like clouds, like water columns, like beads!

An angry roar between heaven and earth!

In the midst of this lightning and fire, the Treasure Seal Dharma King turned his body into tens of millions at this moment, overflowed and fled, turning into a black cloud that covered the sky and the sun, and went straight to the silence above the ruins!

"Boom!"

The three powerful attacks came almost at the same time, but they also missed at the same time, and they collided in the void, and they were frantically annihilated!

In the sky, there was only that black cloud.

The wind is howling, and the danger is coming!

But at this time, what else is there to be afraid of? He stared ahead, staring at this "Treasure Seal King" who was no longer the King of the Treasure Seal, staring at his body that should not belong to this world, and only thinking of himself, Shanya and Garan were born from the beginning and end of this world.

They are absurd beings in this world that borders on paradox.

People in the world are hungry for salvation, they want to be liberated, so they believe in gods, but the gods do not bring salvation and liberation to them.

Maybe you can save one, but you can't save all.

The world has placed its vague and ardent hopes on the gods who do not exist in the world, and they have created the gods by force, but since then they have lost the power to save themselves.

In heaven and earth, gods should not exist!

Perhaps, the first wish was a beautiful mistake, right?

In the monstrous black clouds that swept in, he wore the bunch of blue delphins on his head, let the half-white and half-blue robe sway, and finally smiled softly, lifting the weight as if it were light, looking for the usual, and covering it with one palm!