"But there is still a great creation here, can a virtuous brother of Dao Yi go with Canaan?"

In the chaotic sea of stars, in the stone forest, Li Jianan, the holy son of Buddhism, smiled and looked at the approaching Daoyi. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info with a rather mysterious smile in his eyes, it is obvious that it can be described as a great creation by this Buddhist holy son, how can it be ordinary?

You must know that it is only an understatement for the immortal wonders such as Jiuye Zizhi, and even for the zodiac jade talisman on the Dao body, it is only a little interested. But for the so-called creation, Li Jianan showed a look of yearning, which made Dao Yi on the side can't help but be curious.

"What kind of great creation is it, but it makes Dao Yi curious."

Smiling slightly, Dao Yi looked at Li Jianan, with a little curiosity, although the gentleman does not take the favor of others, but Dao Yi is willing to see it. Today's Northern Underworld is full of unknown fog and all kinds of curious temptations for Daoyi.

"The Buddha said, don't say it!"

Shaking his head slightly, the Holy Son of Canaan drank all the tea in his hand, and then got up and walked towards the depths of the stone forest. As soon as Dao saw this, he hurriedly put away the Yuding tea bowl and followed.

All the way forward, it was not long before I came to the deepest part of the stone forest, in a natural karst cave. There are some quaint traces carved on the surrounding cave walls, which seem to contain some kind of avenue, but there is no trace of spiritual energy, and it is as simple as if it was made by mortals.

It seems that the torture of endless years has reduced this once glorious fairyland to the pinnacle of mortality. Even if his perception is as keen as Daoyi, he can't help frowning slightly, and his eyes show some doubts.

However, Canaan, who was walking in front, was unmoved, as if he already knew, and looked ahead with a flat expression. Dao Yi followed Canaan's gaze and looked ahead, but saw a faint imprint on the wall, and there was a faint Buddhist aura flowing out.

Ling Dao's face changed slightly, and it was clear that there was not the slightest fluctuation in mana, but Dao Yi felt that he had heard a burst of scriptures. At the beginning, it was ethereal like a thin beetle, but gradually it rumbled like Huang Zhong Dalu, which seemed to resonate with it because of Daoyi's own avenue.

Airplanes!

Vaguely, the air around him was different, and the scattered and spiritless strokes on the stone wall came alive. There are chanting in the sky, boundless light and rain falling, there are immeasurable golden flowers, sandalwood bursts, and Bodhi stands in a forest.

There are illusory and ethereal Buddha shadows, surrounded by infinite beings, bowing and worshipping. A desolate drum beat sounded at the same time, and the quaint music seemed to be some kind of sacrificial sound. One by one flies and dances, and the birds of paradise sing gracefully.

Everything is pictured, as if it is a real Buddha country. The face of the Dao changed slightly, and his mind swayed, but everything dissipated like a cloud of smoke, gradually moving away.

It seems that everything is just illusory, but it exists between dreams, and everything is just a delusion of flowers and fog.

"It's ...... The immortal imprint of a certain supreme Buddha! ”

His expression changed several times, but Dao Yi was shocked in his heart, and now in the Northern Underworld, the Buddha is almost extinct. Although Buddhism remains in this world, for hundreds of millions of years, from the opening of the Northern Underworld to the present, only the ancestor of Buddhism today is the Great Sage Jue.

It is Li Jianan's master, who has led the Buddhist sect for hundreds of millions of years, and the years are almost the same as the opening of the Northern Underworld, but his preaching is also a matter of the beginning of the opening of the heavens.

And it is precisely because he took Li Jianan to Lingshan and accepted him as a disciple that Li Jianan is known as the person who is most likely to achieve Buddha fruit since ancient times.

Wow!

A clear light bloomed, with a little bit of golden flow, and vaguely there seemed to be a Buddha phantom manifestation, smiling at the two people in this cave.

Bang!

There was a loud bang, and the ground shook slightly, and a three-foot-square portal appeared on the wall of the cave. There is a mist of brilliance flowing from the beginning, with a faint atmosphere of tranquility and peace, as if connected to a paradise.

Suddenly, people's hearts were shaken, and even Daoyi was in an instant, and his heart swayed and there was a sense of wanting to take refuge.

"Huh?"

An exclamation came out, but Canaan, who was originally with a pious color, changed his expression and quickly rushed into the passage.

Seeing this, he hurriedly followed, passing through a slightly narrow road, which seemed to be made of bluestone slabs. There are patches of light on the walls of the passage, with a hazy and chaotic aura, which is unreal.

There are gusts of breeze coming, with bursts of sandalwood, bursts of lotus flowers, and faint mana fluctuations. It seems that someone is moving not far ahead, and it is an acquaintance!

"Someone came in?"

His face changed slightly, but he looked ahead, and Canaan, who was stationed at the entrance of the passage, quickly walked forward.

"There are originally other passages in this secret realm, but except for those who are proficient in Buddhism and the way of Buddhism, others can't find it."

Feeling the doubt in Dao's eyes, Li Jianan sighed softly, obviously, he also recognized the identity of the person who was fighting in the distance, and shook his head slightly......

硁硁!

Qiluo, the holy lady of the Jizo Palace, sat in the middle of the field, holding the guqin in her arms, with a holy and holy atmosphere, but the sound of the piano was melodious and tactful, but with a demonic power.

Ding!

The bell sounded softly, and around Guan Qiluo, there were four figures dancing, but they were not entities. Shrouded in four red lights, with a peerless charm, each figure seemed to be somewhat similar to Guan Qiluo.

Roar!

There were roars one after another, and not far from the periphery, there were several black figures, full of demonic energy, which was diametrically opposed to the quiet and peaceful aura here. It is even more gloomy and cold, like a dead corpse, shrouded in black gas, and it is impossible to see the real face.

I only felt that the body was burly and tall, with knotted muscles, as if it was a yin general who came out of the Netherworld Ghost Domain. Each of them was dressed in stubbornness, or holding Tiange, or lightly waving the flag, with a kind of wildness and domineering, besieging the figure in the field.

That piece of red light, four stunning figures danced, blocking several people, seemingly very flexible, but precarious. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that at this time, Guan Qiluo has fallen behind, and the other party seems to be able to restrain her ability.

The person who came didn't seem to be using all her strength, but she was already overwhelmed, and the situation was a little precarious. If it weren't for a faint curtain of light emanating from her chest, faintly shining on the surrounding space, making the other party a little jealous, I am afraid that it would have been taken down for a long time.

"Little girl, submit Nagarjuna Bodhisattva, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

A voice was dark, with a kind of cruelty, and a dark shadow stood outside the battle group, not participating.

"Delusional, Bodhi is the treasure of my Buddhism, although your Wu clan is powerful, you don't want to be contaminated with this thing!"

Fairy Qiluo's face changed, but he snorted coldly, and the color of fear in his eyes was even stronger. The sound of the fingertip piano became more and more rapid, and it was obvious that its own mood was also changing rapidly.

The several black-clothed people on the side didn't know what their origin was, and their methods were strange, and they seemed to have exceeded their own realm. It was like an emotionless mechanical puppet, silent from the beginning, and I don't know where this witch came from.

Not to mention that there is Wu Xian himself who has never made a move, Guan Qiluo, as the holy daughter of the Jizo Palace, how can she not know the power of the Wu Xian family? This clan is named after Wu Xian, and only the descendants of each generation dare to call themselves Wu Xian.

It is an outlier among the Wu clan, and once in the long unknown years, he was in charge of the Wu clan's sacrificial rituals and divination for the Wu clan's luck. The ancestor of the clan was valued by the twelve ancestors and witches, and was respected as the "wizard" of the witch clan.

All kinds of glorious pasts emphasize the extraordinaryness of this clan, and it is one of the most powerful lineages in the Wu clan. And the person in front of him is the descendant of the generation of the Wuxian clan, and his identity and status, in the outside world, are definitely comparable to the holy son of a great immortal sect.

"Heaven and earth treasures, the virtuous live in it, not to mention, the two saints of Buddhism and my Wu clan had a lot of origins, and your Jizo Palace is the same, don't force me to hurt the harmony!"

Wu Xian's expression was flat, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but it brought a huge pressure, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake in the shadows, which was creepy.

"You are shameless, besieging me with people, delusional!"

Fairy Qiluo's complexion changed several times, and her eyes went back and forth between Wu Xian and the others, and her eyes became more and more jealous. But she doesn't intend to tie her hands, and it's clear that this holy woman of the Jizo Palace still has this unknown hole card.

"Your Five Aggregate Qin Method is almost ineffective in front of my Wu Clan, and now that Lord Holy Witch has also entered this chaotic star sea, all the creations here will definitely fall into the hands of my Wu Clan, even you!"

With a chuckle, Wu Xian's face sank, and with his words, several figures on the side strengthened their offensive at the same time, with the intention of capturing Guan Qiluo in one fell swoop.

"You!"

The complexion changed greatly, and the sound of the piano between the Qiluo fairies changed greatly, from the gentle drizzle to the poignant sound, and the qi qi was like a war song, with a kind of harsh meaning. Obviously, at this point, the Holy Maiden of the Jizo Palace is going to fight for her life.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

At this moment, a Buddha horn came, and two figures floated in as if illusory. One green and one white, one monk and one layman, all with an extraordinary temperament, out of the dust like immortals, appeared in front of the battle group. The faces of the two people in the audience changed, and they all looked towards the person who spoke out.

"The donor is too much, although the Wu clan is powerful, but it is also not to be underestimated by the people of the world!"

Li Jianan bowed slightly, and looked at Wu Xian who was approaching with a faint smile in his eyes.

"Li Jianan, don't be nosy!"

His complexion changed greatly, but Wu Xian opened his mouth to shout, and at the same time, he suddenly made a move, attacking the official Qiluo, as if he wanted to flee with many treasures.

"What about you?"

A fluttering voice came, and the young man in white, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, with an indifferent smile in the corner of his eyes. A yellow light flickered, and several black shadows that were originally attacking like Guan Qiluo exploded together, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating into nothing......

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