Something is wrong, what is locked in the tower is definitely not something in this world.

The little monk quickly ran out of the sand dunes and ran over to drag Han Qizi: "Master Han, run, run, run." ”

However, when he looked up, he suddenly let go of Han Qizi with a scream of fright.

I saw Han Qizi's eyes rolling and standing there like a log, long since he lost consciousness.

His soul was locked.

The little monk turned his head and saw the ghost venerable walking into the Futu Tower, and the inside of the open Futu Pagoda door was as dark as thick ink, and the moment he entered, his figure disappeared.

Then the dunes began to tremble, and the whole ground began to tremble, and something was about to come out of the floating tower.

The little monk jumped up in fright, grabbed Han Qizi's legs and dragged him down, clasped his hands together and read anxiously: "Amitabha, offended." As he spoke, he dragged Han Qizi and ran quickly on the sand dunes.

Behind him, there was a loud bang, the huge Futu Tower exploded, the burning fire went straight to the sky, the exploded Futu Tower burned, shattered to the ground, and the sand dunes in all directions also burned, in the raging fire, a man in a white monk's robe walked out barefoot, in the flames, his whole person seemed to glow, his white skin was as beautiful as jade, a pair of Danfeng eyes flew under the sword eyebrows, and his hands were folded, but it was the posture of a standard monk.

It's just that what hangs on his chest are blood-red Buddha beads, and under the white clothes, his whole body is full of evil spirits, and the evil spirit is exposed.

Under his feet, step by step into the fire, barefoot standing in the flames, he has the most sacred and handsome face in the world, hunting wind and fire, like a Buddha who came to the world, but there is a deep evil spirit in those black eyes.

Raising his eyes to look at the sky above his head, the corners of his lips were peerless, smiling, and his eyes turned into a crescent moon: "Yexi, poor monk, is back." ”

In the long desert, the flames disappeared, and behind the monk, the ghost venerable had a weird smile on his pale face, walked over, stood side by side with the monk, and said, "Ten thousand years of seal, what can the master of the eight directions realize?"

The white monk's robe was spotless, extraordinary in the rolling wind and sand, his black eyes stared calmly into the distance, the smile on the corner of his lips amazed time, and the cold voice was indescribably weird, obviously smiling, but his smiling appearance made people feel cold.

"The way of heaven is dirty, the humanity is sinister, the demon road is bumpy, and the beings of the Three Realms are waiting for the poor monks to go to the crossing. He smiled, stepped barefoot on the yellow sand, and headed in the direction of the Snake King City.

The Three Realms and Six Realms, reincarnation is not false, sentient beings are stupid, they don't know that reincarnation is suffering, life and death are suffering, and living is even more suffering.

10,000 years of seal, Cangshan battle, he was sealed in this blazing desert by Yexi, this seal is 10,000 years.

10,000 years of seal, the Buddha's light failed to purify him, the Dharma failed to make him turn back to the shore, 10,000 years of Futu Pagoda, he has never even seen the moonlight, this 10,000 years of seal, 10,000 years of loneliness, he has never resented.

The monks don't speak, he doesn't hate Yexi.

I just feel that this "old friend" of his needs to be transcended and transformed.

10,000 years of seal, although he was sealed in the Futu Tower, but his eyes are not blind and his heart is not blind, all kinds of outside worlds, wind and sand can't cover his eyes, his eyes are like the wind, always by Yexi's side.

(Markor Literature-)