The gods of the world, dressed in white and snow, were standing ten zhang away from the dilapidated ancient temple, anxious, and a golden enchantment blocked his way.

"Senior brother, what's going on, why did the Templar's enchantment work automatically?"

The world master who had just arrived suddenly stopped, his face became solemn, and he stepped forward to ask the world god.

"I don't know, if I knew, would I still be standing here and waiting?" The face of the god of the world is relatively calm, but there is still some unreasonableness.

In the ancient temple, in front of a dilapidated pure gold Buddha statue, under the Buddha seat, a white figure was suspended in the air, and the golden light in the temple slowly gathered on Leng Xiaoshi's body and drilled into Leng Xiaoshi's body.

Among the Buddha statues, an illusory old monk in a golden silk robe, strolling leisurely, stepping on the void, appeared beside Leng Xiaoshi in an instant.

"Amitabha, three hundred years have passed, the Heavenly Spirit Buddha Kingdom has flown smoke, and the people of the ages have appeared?"

A look of confusion appeared on the face of the old monk's phantom, and he sighed, and then turned his gaze to Leng Xiaoshi, who was unconscious.

"That's it, since you are a person of the ages, the old monk will form a cause and effect with you, and I hope you will return to the nine heavens and control the ups and downs."

The phantom of the old monk shook his head, moved his robe lightly, meditated cross-legged, and then two flames ignited in his eyes, his hands were sealed, and his mouth spat out the truth.

"Nanmo Bogavadi, the Killing Society, Xue Liuli, the Bowl Lapo, the Drink Rakja, and the Dama Jieduo ......"

The mantra was spoken, turned into Buddhist texts, and was printed on Leng Xiaoshi's golden body.

In an instant, the surrounding golden light converged on Leng Xiaoshi, and Leng Xiaoshi's body was already covered by a thick golden light, making it difficult to see his face clearly.

After a long time, the old monk woke up from his meditation, the flames in his eyes were a little dim, and he sighed as soon as he announced the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, it seems that it is still not enough." ”

As soon as the words fell, he slowly got up and looked at Leng Xiaoshi, "That's it, Buddha." ”

As soon as the words fell, the robe on the old monk's body instantly glowed with golden light, and a "swastika" word was typed in his hand, which slowly fell on Leng Xiaoshi's chest.

Rumble......

Outside the ancient temple, the earth suddenly shook violently, and in the realm of the Heavenly Demons, eighteen mountain peaks, a powerful force suddenly gathered.

The next moment, eighteen golden pillars of light rose into the sky, turning into a mysterious formation in the air, and the eyes of the array were above the barren mountain where the ancient temple was located, and a steady stream of golden power rushed into the ancient temple from the sky.

On the barren mountain, the world controls the demons and the world's gods, stabilized their bodies, and then looked towards the golden light array, their bodies trembled in an instant, and their eyes were full of excitement.

What's going on?

At the same time, on top of the eighteen mountain peaks, three figures rose into the air, Su Bing'er, Ling Yihong, and Lu Jingwen all swept towards the barren mountain peaks.

At this moment, Leng Xiaoshi felt that the golden power that wrapped him slowly receded, and his soul gradually regained his clarity.

I'm not dead?

The moment Leng Xiaoshi opened his eyes, he found that his body was intact, and a black light flashed in his pupils, followed by a white light, and then a golden light flashed.

His eyes swept casually, everything around him came into his eyes, Leng Xiaoshi's eyes were suspicious, and he looked at a monk who was on fire in front of him, his eyes were condensed, and he asked.

"You are?"

"The old monk Gu Shi has seen the donor." The flames burned him, but the look on the old monk's face was still calm and relaxed, and his eyes were as calm as Gu Bo.

"Master, I don't know where it is?" Leng Xiaoshi frowned, and then asked.

"Donor, many things today are just a cause and effect, all donors want to understand, and when the time comes, the donor will naturally understand." The flames had burned to the old monk's chest, and the old monk's face was still calm.

"Then ......," Leng Xiaoshi opened his mouth and was about to ask when.

"The donor doesn't need to ask, the soul body left by the old monk is about to melt away, and on the occasion of parting, give the donor a piece of exercise, nine relics, and wish the donor can survive the three great misfortunes of the fate." The old monk bowed to Leng Xiaoshi, and then the flames engulfed his body.

A golden light suddenly flew into Leng Xiaoshi's eyes, and in an instant, jerky and incomprehensible profound scriptures appeared in Leng Xiaoshi's eyes, and he fell into the world of exercises and lost his perception of the outside world.

In the ancient temple, the flames burned out, leaving nine quaint relics on the ground, a magnificent righteousness, and the pure Buddha power flowed on it.

On the barren mountain, the golden light array suddenly dissolved, scattered into a little bit of golden light fell to the ground, above the ancient temple, a pure and heroic old monk phantom suddenly appeared, wearing a golden silk robe, and his eyes glanced at the world demon who knelt at the mouth of the ancient temple, and the two gods of the world.

In the end, the phantom was about to disperse, and the old monk still spoke, "Amitabha, life is created by oneself, phase is born from the heart, everything in the world is incarnated, the heart does not move, everything does not move, the heart does not change, everything does not change." ”

When the Buddha's voice fell, the phantom of the old monk slowly faded and dispersed into the void, and the demon in the world suddenly burst into tears and shouted, "Master." ”

The gods of the world also have complicated expressions, their eyes are moist, and they look at the sky.

Su Bing'er and the others also came in the next moment, looking at their master, the uncle was kneeling in front of a temple at this moment to wipe his tears, and couldn't help but look at each other, hesitating, not knowing what was going on.

After a long time, the world god control was the first to come back to his senses, got up, and said to the disciples on the side, "You all go to the Heavenly Demon Peak to stand by, I have something important to announce with the demon master brother." ”

Everyone received the order of the gods of the world, and if there was an amnesty, they rushed towards the Heavenly Demon Peak.

"You said what's wrong with him, master, I see that his eyes are wet."

"That's right, Uncle Demon Master is even more excited, why are you still crying there?"

"Do you think it has something to do with the Eighteen Peaks Array?"

"It's possible, by the way, have you seen the new little junior brother?"

"I don't see it."

"I don't see it."

"Is it ......?"

……

The enchantment of the ancient temple is still there, and the world can only control the demons and the gods of the world, but the people in the temple have already guessed that they are not far from ten.

Leng Xiaoshi only felt that no more than a thousand words of scripture poured into his soul, and in an instant, it was as if it was imprinted on his soul, making Leng Xiaoshi forcibly begin to comprehend.

", divided into ten layers, one layer and one heavy sky, the power crushes the same level of demonic beasts, cultivates to the fullest, the body is like a great avenue, immortal and indestructible, the following is the attack, open the method, wash away the dirt, show innocence, light and gold law, Xuanliu Zhenghua ......"

According to the mantra in the scriptures, Leng Xiaoshi only felt the inside of his body, and it became hot for a moment, and after a while, it was like being in a furnace.

However, all this was just running on its own, but Leng Xiaoshi himself couldn't control it, stop it, and could only grit his teeth and endure the pain of burning himself with flames.