Today's glass fairyland atmosphere is very solemn, the spiritual Buddha stands silently, and the palms are folded and the mantra is lightly recited. The spiritual Buddha who was about to give up his life was at peace, as if he had put his life and death aside and calmly accepted it.

"The time has come, Su is true, your wisdom and martial arts, I can't do it. What you wish is an opportunity to change the martial arts, and today I am willing to die for you because I believe in your personality and hope that you can do more good things for the common people. If you are willing to accept my kindness, please keep the four words in mind: survive step by step. ”

After finishing speaking, the Spiritual Heart Buddha turned to look at Qin Fake Immortal and said, "Master Qin, the poor monk has borrowed your body for many days, and he is really ashamed. Money and other things outside the body are not poor monks, only a copy of the "Heart Sutra of the Buddha" can be given to talk about the heart, and I hope to forgive me. ”

"It's easy to say, it's good to say, the spiritual heart is different from you, alas. "Honesty today is not for poor talkers. For the spiritual heart of the Buddha, although Qin Fake Immortal complained a little about being occupied some time ago, he was able to pretend to be a master for so many days, and that was also the credit of others. Now that the spiritual Buddha is really willing to sacrifice for the sake of Su, how can he have a reason to say cool words. With such a big deal of right and wrong, Qin Fake Immortal is self-saving.

Su really looked at the Lingxin Buddha with a painful face, and looked at the Lingxin Buddha weakly and said: "Damn it, if it weren't for my carelessness, how could I be slapped by Taihuang Jun, I was too selfish, and I hurt the predecessor of the different Buddha, you ......"

The Spiritual Heart Buddha didn't wait for Su to finish speaking, and said indifferently: "Seven days of life, you can come out of the palm!" Ye Xiaochai, please also ask you to complete your task. ”

Ming Qitian and Ye Xiaochai glanced at each other and nodded to each other. One of the male forces in his palm gathered the golden light dazzlingly, and the other held the yin phoenix, ready to take off the head at the moment when the Bodhisattva Seal Ten Styles hit the body of the Spiritual Heart Buddha.

Su really saw the spiritual Buddha walking to him step by step, slowly sat down and stopped in front of him to chant the Buddha singing, his eyes were hidden with tears: "Spiritual Buddha, what you asked, Su Mou will never dare to forget, it's just ......"

"That's enough. Although the spiritual Buddha was carrying Su Huanzhen on his back, Su Huanzhen still seemed to be able to catch the smile on the corner of his mouth. Unconcerned about the coming liberation, the Spiritual Buddha said softly, "With my immeasurable body, I will be scattered as dust; There is life and there must be death, and the six ways of the wheel are there. Is it better to cry in reincarnation? Infinite karma pushes; The shadow of the Bodhisattva of the world shines on the platform in the water. ”

After reciting, the spiritual Buddha folded his hands and bowed forward, not knowing whether to worship himself or to say goodbye. Seeing this, he turned his heart and said, "Pay attention!

The magnificent qigong accompanied by dazzling golden light, slamming into the Lingxin Buddha! The huge light struck the Lingxin Buddha, and after being neutralized by the strong foundation of the Lingxin Buddha, it penetrated through his body, and knocked Su Huanzhen out of the glass fairyland, and fell to the ground unconscious. Seven days of life hurriedly rushed out, and in a few breaths, he came to Su Huanzhen's side and picked him up, but Su Huanzhen's face was like gold paper, with more breath and less intake. Even if it is neutralized by the spiritual Buddha, the power of the Bodhisattva Seal is still terrifying.

The seventh day was in a hurry, and the passerby hurriedly ordered: "Ye Xiaochai, you quickly send the head of the spiritual heart of the Buddha to the soul ditch, where there is a person who knows how to make the head of the gossip person." ”

Ye Xiaochai nodded, steadily took the head of the Spiritual Heart Alien Buddha and ran towards the Soul Gully as fast as possible. The man is gone, and the dead should not be hated.

Seeing that Su was really unconscious, Qin Fake Immortal said a little impatiently: "You fought too hard for seven days, last time my little brother Kong Biaoda was blown up by you when he saw a lively scene, and the body of the Spiritual Heart Buddha was blasted out of such a big hole, Su Zhen shouldn't be fine, right? Alas, alas, if you kill Su Huanzhen, it will be a loss......

At this moment, Su Huanzhen let out a low moan to arouse everyone's attention. Seven days of great joy, and he didn't want to talk to Qin Fake Immortal, looking at Su Huanzhen, who was leaning on him, only to see him slowly open his eyes and gradually regain consciousness.

"Ah! Elder of the Different Buddha!Predecessor of the Elder of the Alien Buddha!" Su really ignored his injuries and had not yet healed, and saw the headless figure of the Spiritual Buddha still standing in the courtyard, he jumped up and rushed forward, caressed the corpse and said sadly: "The predecessor of the Buddha died to save Su, Su is really immortal, the predecessor of the Buddha, ......."

The flesh foam on the body of the Lingxin Buddha, the blood stains were really stained, but he didn't seem to be aware of anything, but he couldn't help himself in pain. Everyone was miserable, even if they saved Su Huanzhen, they would lose two masters, and they would only have a few days left for seven days.

Perhaps because it is similar to the mentality of the Lingxin Buddha, Ming Qitian said to Su Huanzhen most calmly at this moment: "Su Huanzhen, please remember the expectations of the Lingxin Buddha: survive step by step!"

Su Huanzhen reluctantly suppressed his sadness when he heard this, and at this time, a high-pitched voice shook the circle of the glazed fairyland, like the dawn of the morning sun: "The world is like chess, unpredictable, laughing heroes!"

The poem was accompanied by a long tail note, and a ball of light and shadow like a scorching sun instantly approached everyone, illuminating the glazed fairyland like the bliss of the western sky.

"My disciple has a different heart and a different Buddha, he dies where he wants, he walks calmly, and he lives in vain!"

The voice in the golden light seemed to be as heartless as no sorrow or resentment, but everyone could feel the compassion at the end. The high-pitched tone, like the first cry that pierced through the darkness, is a lonely and arrogant poem, which does not make people feel arrogant, but only makes people intuitively feel that there is a bright and unworldly person in front of them.

Su really saw that it was the bitter master who came to the door, and knelt on the ground and said: "Senior, it was Su who really killed the disciples! The crime is unforgivable.9 Please send the seniors down!"

The strong sense of self-blame moved the listener, and Su Zhenzhen's statement was nothing more than wanting to apologize for his sin with death, and everyone didn't know how to dissuade him. The golden light was silent for a moment, and then said a little more gently: "My disciple has a different heart and a Buddha, and voluntarily died for you, this spirit of self-sacrifice makes me happy!

Su really just looked at the golden light silently, waiting for it to fall. The golden light was silent, and the light spread to cover the body of the spiritual Buddha. Immediately after that, everyone only heard the loud poem that was the same as Fang Cai, the sound disappeared with the light and shadow, and the heroic words of the laughing heroes resounded above the glazed fairyland, and it lasted for a long time. Looking at the place where the spiritual Buddha is located, there is nothing left. Su was really anxious and shouted to the sky: "Senior, senior!"

"People have left Su Huanzhen. The passerby looked at the spiritual heart of the Buddha and said: "Luck can be changed, life cannot be changed, you don't have to blame yourself for the death of the spiritual heart Buddha." ”

"The condemnation of conscience is indelible in this life. ”

"For spiritual Buddhas, there is no boundary between life and death, between red dust and the worldly. Life is safe, and death is fine. The passerby said solemnly: "You really have to understand that dying for you, the spiritual Buddha has already been enlightened." ”

Although there are human factors in the battle of the Heavenly Tiger and the Demon Dragon, but the fate of the sky has already been decided, the Qi Lu people thought about the conversation with the spiritual Buddha a few days ago, and said with relief: "Maybe one day it will be my turn to die for you like the spiritual Buddha." ”

Su Zhenzhen's body shook and said: "Rugged passerby, you must not talk nonsense! Su would rather be in a different place than see you die for me." ”

"When fate is predestined, I can't change it. But that's for the future, there is no need to worry about it, and there is always a glimmer of life, and people on the road will not kill themselves. ”

"Fate!alas, fate!" Su really sighed: "Why is it fate for the spiritual heart to die for Su Mou, but not Su Mou to die for the predecessor of the different Buddha?"

"There are two reasons for this. First, the spiritual heart of the Buddha is compassionate by nature, and it is not suitable for walking in the rivers and lakes of deceit. Two...... He's trying to lure someone out for you. ”

"Who?"

"A page of the book!"

"Baishi Jinglun...... Is that the golden light just now?"

I have really heard of the name of Baishi Jinglun, but I never thought that the master of the spiritual Buddha is a page of books. After Su really understood the situation, he still asked suspiciously: "Even if the master of the predecessor of the different Buddha is drawn, what is the use? ”

"You don't know about this, it's true. The passerby said with a solemn face: "Although the one-page book is the master of the Spiritual Mind Buddha, his style of action is very different from that of the Spiritual Buddha! His method of crossing people is ......."

"How?"

"It is to send the conspirators and traitors to the Western Heavenly Bliss. The passerby smiled bitterly: "A page of the book has the idea of great liberation, and he has killed many evil people in the past, so he also has a nickname, called the Evil Heart Demon Buddha." ”

Evil Heart Demon Buddha ...... Seeing that the passerby was really thoughtful, he continued: "In addition, there are people who are really true, and you also need to know about them." ”

"Who is it?"

"This man is as famous as a page of books, loves martial arts, and once defeated one hundred and eighty-seven masters of various factions at the same time, causing them to commit suicide in shame. ”

"The universe is fantastic, the clouds are weird, crying all over the chivalrous ......" Su really searched the memory in his mind, and finally found such a name.

"That's right, the half-foot sword of the Huanyu Martial Classic, also known as the Hell Bodhisattva! That's all for today, and we'll talk about it another day, and say goodbye. ”

After the passerby finished speaking, he really saluted Su, and now that the spiritual heart of the Buddha has died, although everyone is grieving, but the things that should be done cannot be taken lightly, otherwise it will be really sorry for the spiritual Buddha. Young Master Jin didn't wait for the passers-by to hit him with a hammer, and consciously turned around and left the glass fairyland.

Su really stood in place, looking at the back of the departing passerby, as if he could still hear the muttering in the mouth of the passerby.

"The world is like chess, unpredictable, and heroes laugh...... The universe is illusory, the clouds are weird, and the chivalrous people cry all over the ...... It's terrible, it's terrible!"