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Suddenly, all the masters of Buddhism were silent, and no one dared to stand up and accuse.

Jin Cicada's face was a little red, and Duobao Daoist was also angry, but at this time, Duobao was secretly hooking up with those masters of the original teaching, and nearly half of those masters had already been flashed by what he secretly said.

At this time, it was the king of Jizo who stood up.

The young monk fell from the sky, stood behind the golden cicada and the dozens of black monks with a big grin, walked to the door with a smile on his face, and raised his hand to push open the closed door of the Leiyin Temple.

Zhou Zhou was squatting on the ground and grabbing some fine soil and putting it in a wine glass, which was used as an incense burner.

King Jizo walked behind Zhou Zhou, with the eyes of many people in Buddhism. Mikael stood behind Zhou Zhou with an Opanishah lightsaber, and the local king approached the range of ten zhang and wanted to go further, Mikael's figure seemed to move, but it was as if he hadn't moved.

King Jizo's cloth shoes cracked a gap, revealing two toes.

At that time, King Jizo's subordinates were about to make a move immediately, but King Jizo stopped and raised his hand, and the Buddhist soldiers of Jifu immediately fell silent.

"Master Zhou, the little monk is polite. ”

"We seem to have met on Sky Island," Zhou Zhou's voice couldn't hear the joy and anger, as if he was talking to himself, a handful of small pinches on the ground looking for fine soil, slowly filling the wine glass.

King Jizo smiled: "I never thought that the Buddha Gate would decay in your hands. ”

"You don't seem to blame me. ”

"Well, today's Buddhism is no longer the Western religion of the past, and my master is not the Buddha in it...... Why did you take off your white silk?"

Zhou Zhou shook his head and said, "I just think that Master's death is not worth it, and it is too rash, and there may be a way to save Master in the future." ”

"Why did your teacher fall?"

"He thought he was the executioner of the destruction of the flood wilderness, so he cut himself off in advance," although Zhou Zhou's words were light, they fell on the ears of hundreds of thousands of Buddhist disciples, but they made the strong fighting intent and anger around him instantly reduced by half.

Zhou Zhou had a wry smile on his lips: "My teacher has been free all his life, and he has never had the slightest shame, but in the end, it ended like this...... I am unwilling, and I don't want to, I always want him to come back to life. ”

The two of them seem to be friends who have been separated for many years, and they do not have the slightest disobedience when they speak, and there is a lot of familiarity.

King Jizo nodded, pondered quietly for a moment, and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Worship the ancestors," Zhou Zhou closed his eyes and took a breath, and when he opened his eyes again, his face was already extremely solemn.

The table was almost set up, and the sunlight shining in the sky had completely covered Zhou Zhou, making Zhou Zhou always so conspicuous, and also making the hearts of those Buddhist disciples more and more gloomy.

Under the coercion of the five-clawed golden dragon, no one in the Buddhist sect stood up, only the Dizo King Bodhisattva, who was like Zhou Zhou's old friend, went out to talk, and it was useless.

Zhou Zhou waved his hand, and the two white candles on the table rose into flames, and the flames ignored the wind and burned straight.

"Borrow the treasure temple incense," Zhou Zhou stretched out his left hand to King Jizo.

King Jizo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Is this the cause and effect that we have to pay back? As he spoke, he turned around and entered the stone gate, went to the side hall, found the unused three incense sticks and walked out of the hall, and took a relaxed and comfortable step to hand the three incense sticks to Zhou Zhou.

"Thank you. ”

Zhou Zhou made a gesture to King Jizo, and made a gesture of please, "Please watch the ceremony." ”

"Well, I'll see what you're going to do," Jizo said, intrigued, and stood ten feet away.

At this time, the black clouds in the sky were broken by pillars of light, which were figures flying from the east. When a man in a purple dragon robe raised his hand and waved, the black clouds in the sky dispersed, but he saw countless figures standing there in the sky, arranging troops, densely packed and I don't know how many layers were arranged.

The disciples of the Buddha Gate turned pale instantly, and everyone in the Buddha Gate immediately became frightened.

And the group of masters who defected to Buddhism instantly fell to Xiaolingshan of Duobao Daoist at this time, and they all flew from Rulai to Xiaolingshan's camp one by one.

The golden cicada was full of joy, but when he wanted to speak, he echoed the sentence 'Can you be quieter', although it was depressing, but the situation was pressing, he could only grit his teeth and wait.

The elite army of the Apocalypse Kingdom, the elite soldiers under the command of the Four Emperors, the thousands of masters of the Dragon Clan, and the hundreds of sect powerhouses who rushed from the Middle-earth world all looked at Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou raised his head and bowed to these people, and continued to calm down.

Fingers pointed out the flame and lit the three incense sticks, and slowly inserted them into the wine glass filled with fine soil;

The curling green smoke floated up, and Zhou Zhou took a step back and knelt down on the white jade steps against the incense case.

On the contrary, Zhou Zhou only knelt on the incense case, and he also turned his back to the Buddha gate.

In the fan-shaped area facing Zhou Zhou, it happened to be the position of the Emperor Ziwei, and the Emperor Ziwei's face changed, and there seemed to be an inexplicable pressure pressing on him, making him hurriedly wave his hand, so that the generals behind him would disperse, and he also flashed to the side of Emperor Gou Chen, and then often breathed a sigh of relief.

Emperor Gou Chen, that is, Senior Brother Gui Hongzi, said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? He doesn't want to worship you." ”

"Brother Wang, you go over there and try it," Emperor Ziwei shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "I also went down to earth to be King Wu of Zhou back then, but I didn't expect that the real human emperor could have such great coercion. ”

"Don't make a sound, what are you worshipping ......?"

In the sky and in the mountains, all the human races heard Zhou Zhou's prayers, but the dragon clan, or the power of the human race, such as Rulai and Guanyin, could not hear what Zhou Zhou was talking about.

What is a little surprising is that Gou Chen and Ziwei can hear it, maybe it is related to their life experience, or they are all reincarnated from the human race in this life, and they are also counted as members of the human race.

Zhou Zhou first bowed three times, then knelt there, straightened his waist, and recited:

"Since the creation of the glorious human race by the god Nuwa, I don't know how old it is, and now the world has forgotten how prosperous the human race was in the past, not to practice and make great wishes. ”

Others don't know the difficult years of the human race, but Zhou Zhou knows that he has seen it on the Golden Wall of Luck.

Zhou Zhou continued to chant: "In ancient times, the demon emperor encircled and suppressed, the ancestors and witches were killed, and the human race was powerless to resist. ”

"Calling the heavens should not, calling the earth is not spiritual, Wa Mu is abandoned, the lich is strong, the human race is only left with the fire, the demon emperor wants to kill the human race, the old human emperor made an oath, the human race does not rely on the sky, does not seek God! only ask yourself! From now on, the fire will not be extinguished!"

"Fortunately, there is a human race named Xuandu, the Taoist archmage, who studied under the saint and the human race, stepped forward in times of danger, and carried the ancient demon court with all his might, attracting the human sect leader to come forward to protect him, and the human race was finally preserved. ”

Zhou Zhou was speechless, with some tears in his eyes.

"Now I am the emperor, the teacher of Xuandu, and the teacher treats me like a father and son! But in the past, he saved the great mage of the human race several times, and now he has died in chaos for the common people in the world......" His voice suddenly rose, calling to the sky: "Can the soul return?"

"The soul can return to ......"

"The soul can be returned!"

A high-pitched voice, a sad voice, and a heartbroken sound.

Zhou Zhou's eyes were soaked with tears, knelt on the pair of heavens and wept, then closed his eyes tightly, lay on his arms weakly, and cried bitterly under the gaze of countless people.

He is worshipping the ancestors of the human race, and he is also paying tribute to his master.

After all, he can no longer suppress the pain in his heart, such as the loss of his parents, such as the loss of a beloved, this pain he has hidden again and again, but when the form of sacrifice is established, he just can't bear it.

In the sky, Gui Hongzi washed his face with tears, opened the front pendulum, and knelt down against the square table used for the memorial.

"The soul can be returned!"

Gou Chen's generals knelt down at the same time and shouted in unison in the direction of Zhou Zhou: "The soul can return!"

Many soldiers of the Apocalypse Kingdom were not commanded, and at the same time, they knelt down to Zhou Zhou with spears, long swords, and their respective blades.

The majestic voice, mixed with the voices of many people, shouted: "The soul can return!"

The powerhouses of the sect and the subordinates of the four emperors knelt down at the same time, and the three emperors except Gui Hongzi also bowed their heads and saluted.

The dragon masters were silent, but they also bowed down and pressed one hand to their chests.

In Middle-earth, countless human races who could hear Zhou Zhou chanting the prayer before knelt in the direction of the Great Lei Yin Temple, but it was not the Buddha who knelt, but the person who had saved the human race again and again.

Seeing this scene, the strong men of the sect touched that it was not easy for the human race to prosper, and presented this scene that happened on the spiritual mountain in front of the disciples with magic powers.

The exit of retreat, the suspension of enlightenment, and the cessation of fighting.

The human race, because of the separation of immortals, the human race has long lost the unity of the past, or human nature is like this.

But at this time, under the inspiration of the power of the human emperor, they were all shouting in their hearts......

The soul can be returned.

Leiyin Temple seemed to disappear, and there was one more virtual figure beside Zhou Zhou.

They were dressed in simple clothes, with animal skirts and special leaf weaving, and an old man with a cane and a rickety figure walked up to Zhou Zhou's side, gently raised his hand, and stroked Zhou Zhou's back.

Mikael stood aside, but didn't stop him.

"Your Majesty, please do not mourn so much. ”

Zhou Zhou's crying stopped, and he looked up at the old man on the side.

Zhou Zhou has seen it and is very impressed, this is the human emperor...... It is recorded in the Golden Wall of Luck, when the Lich Clan hanged the Terrans, he led the Terrans to finally flee here and made an oath of self-improvement.

Looking up, he was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of phantoms, the Great Thunder Yin Temple behind him was hidden in the mist, and the dragon clan masters in the sky were also hidden in the mist.

"Disciple Zhou Zhou, I have seen my predecessors. ”

"Get up, get up first," the old man emperor hugged Zhou Zhou, let Zhou Zhou stand up slowly, and said with a smile: "You are the human emperor of the world, if you have to kneel, how can the human race straighten its chest?"

Zhou Zhou was ashamed in his heart and sighed: "The disciple is a tribute to the master, if you don't kneel, it will be unfilial." ”

"There are some reasons for this, but your master's soul has not been returned," the old man emperor said with sadness, "I didn't expect that the archmage cultivated as a god, and now he is also ......."

"Seniors can have ......"

The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know the immortal law, I only know the world, and I am buried here, but I am a mortal." ”

"Those monks, have you ever quarreled about the purity of your predecessors?"

"Not ...... In fact, most of these disciples of the Western Sect are also our human race, and seeing that the human race has flourished so far, I can be regarded as having a period of thought. The old man said with a smile, and said: "There will be a great catastrophe in heaven and earth, whether the human race can survive the catastrophe and save the fire is all up to you...... You don't seem to have been born in the wilderness, but you are my human race. ”

"Well, the disciple is from the afterlife, and he is also a member of the human race. ”

"The next generation?" the old man thought to himself, this is a wise man, and then a smile appeared on his lips, "That's good, that's good." ”

Zhou Zhou's heart trembled.

Why didn't he understand such a simple truth? The Old Man Emperor recognized him as a human race, and the earth in the future is likely to be a continuation of the flood and famine, and the fire of the human race is still burning!

Inexplicably, I felt a little more at ease.

"After a hundred years, take your master's bones and return," the old man patted Zhou Zhou's arm, "If you gather the wishes of all the people again, it may have some effect." But the most important thing now is to get through the disaster...... I'm gone...... Just do what you want to ......"

The old man's body shook gently in the wind, but he bowed deeply to Zhou Zhou, and with it, the hundreds of thousands of phantoms around him bowed deeply to Zhou Zhou.

Old man: "May the human race be prosperous." ”

Zhou Zhou bowed his head and sent him off.

The wind passed over the mountains, and the fog disappeared in an instant, and there were no black clouds in the sky and the earth, and the sky was so blue.

Zhou Zhou stood there, closed his eyes and listened to the sound in the wind, and after a long time, he finally opened his eyes.

The next moment, it will once again stir up heaven and earth.

"Pray for heaven and earth today," Zhou Zhou's voice sounded in the ears of countless human races—mortals, monks, and souls of the underworld.

Zhou Zhou turned his back to the Leiyin Temple, and before the three incense sticks were about to be burned, he said: "I will start from this place, gather the heroic souls of hundreds of thousands of ancestors of the human race, travel all the way east, and return to the place where the human race first flourished." ”

The words fell, Zhou Zhou walked with a cloth, and the high wall of Leiyin Temple suddenly cracked one after another, and there were green fluorescent dots flying, and finally gathered into a white bead, which fell on Zhou Zhou's palm.

Zhou Zhou dragged the white bead, his face was solemn, his tears had dried, and he walked down the mountain step by step along the steps, towards the east, towards Nanzhan Buzhou.

Reverse the road to heaven!

Journey to the East!