"How can he be so invincible, can't the will of the Buddha on this Buddha level have an impact on him? This man is simply a demon! Someone commented on Ning Gusheng's actions. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Nine thousand six hundred steps...", someone sighed.

"Nine thousand seven hundred steps...."Someone whispered.

"Nine thousand eight hundred steps...", someone else said.

"Nine thousand nine hundred steps...."

When they arrived, someone let out a loud exclamation.

"There are only the last hundred orders left...."

When Ning Gusheng stood on the nine thousand nine hundred steps, he looked at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion at hand, but he was a little dazed, today, he ascended the Buddha steps, but what is the point of this, the master can no longer see it, those who are willing to see themselves inherit the Buddha have long disappeared into the dust of history.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps..."

After all, he still walked to the last stage, and the ancient dilapidated Buddhist temple exuded a huge Buddha's breath, as if a Buddha was awakening.

All the Tianjiao of the southern hundred countries feel that the feeling of this Buddhist temple has changed, as if it has not changed so dead and silent, but has become active, as if it is joyful, as if there are countless wills, cheering.

Ning Gusheng looked at the last step, he groaned for a while, and finally he still walked towards the front.

As soon as he stepped down, a sound of Buddha suddenly came from the darkness.

"Amitabha, my Buddha, has returned... My Buddha, I will come back eventually..."

This is the sound of the Buddha, this seems to be the voice of the Buddhist temple, and this is also the voice of the will of the hundreds of millions of people in the Buddhist temple, they seem to have waited for him for thousands of years, and this moment has finally arrived.

Waiting for their Buddha master.

"Did you hear that? It seems that there is a Buddha sound, is this Buddhahood? Someone also heard the Buddha's voice in a trance, and asked the people around him in a low voice.

"I heard it too, it seemed to be a Buddha horn, saying that the Buddha had returned...", the person next to him replied softly.

"Brother Baixiao, it seems that this is really the road to Buddhahood, I seem to have heard the sound of the Buddha returning from my Buddha..."The man in Chinese clothes said in a low voice.

"Yes, this is indeed the sound of the Buddha, as if it came from the Buddha realm... He is indeed his husband as a Buddha, otherwise this Buddha sound would not be the return of my Buddha! Bai Xiaomingzhe said softly.

Ning Gusheng let the light of the Buddha add to his body, as if he was draped in a robe, he pushed open the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but he was surprised to find that Tear Bingyao didn't know when he had appeared in this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again.

It's just that at this moment, Purple Tears Bingyao is holding a book in her hand, a book that Ning Gusheng is a little familiar with, but not familiar with.

"Sutra of the Afterlife!" Ning Gusheng muttered.

Hearing Ning Gusheng's voice, Tear Bingyao's eyes showed a touch of inquiry, with a hint of complexity, she raised the Buddhist scripture in her hand and said in a low voice: "Ning Gusheng, you should be familiar with this scripture!" ”

"Well, why are you here?" Ning Gusheng was a little surprised, he didn't take Purple Tears Bingyao out, no wonder, after he left the Buddhist Temple in the Heavenly Ship, he didn't see Purple Tears Bingyao, it turned out that he came here again.

"If you don't tell me where you came from, why should I tell you! My sister-in-law kept saying that she was waiting for someone, from a long time ago, my sister-in-law was waiting for someone, there was no era, when I was sober, I asked her, she was waiting for someone, until this time, she said, I don't have to sleep in the boundless silence, I knew that she should have waited for the person she was waiting for, but I didn't expect that she was waiting for you, I asked her, she didn't answer, just said, she and others will definitely come back. I asked, and she asked me to find out on my own. Purple Tears Bingyao muttered.

"You guessed correctly, she was waiting for me, and you know that Cangyue's obsession has always been in the painting world? She has been dying for thousands of years, just to wait for me! Ning Gusheng said lightly.

"Naturally, I know that when I was very young, I was sealed into the abyss of boundless silence by my father and sister-in-law with peerless divine methods. Later, my father died because of the murderous house, and my sister-in-law was taking care of me alone, do you know that if it weren't for you, my sister-in-law and my father would not have died! If it weren't for you, I, a person from the past, wouldn't be living in the present? Boundless silence, boundless darkness, in the abyss of time, a living dead, how painful she is, have you considered it? You caused all this! Purple Tears Bingyao's voice was cold, with the intention of killing, she asked coldly.

"Little girl, you ask me, who should I ask, when you Purple God Clan, when you fell from the Divine Realm to the Heavenly Martial Realm, did you ever think that because of the obsession and greed of the Cangyue God Emperor, this Buddhist temple, the hundreds of millions of Buddhas in this Buddha country, died because of him. Little girl, this Cangyue Secret Realm, do you really think this is the secret realm of your Purple God Clan? Ning Gusheng's voice was cold, as if he had no emotion, but it was very cold, and he said in a low voice.

"The purple god fell into the sky, the catastrophe was rampant, it was the disaster of the Buddha country, I don't want to say more, your misfortune, if you really want to investigate, it is also the fault of your grandfather Cangyue God Emperor, he is too self-righteous, if it is not without him, how can Cangyue fall to this step, how can you fall into this situation, how did you fall into this situation? If it were really that simple, it would not be the cause of the catastrophe of the world. Ning Gusheng's voice was a little cold, talking about that cruel past.

"Little girl, you only see your suffering, the suffering of Cangyue, but how can you ever see the suffering of all beings? If it weren't for the hundreds of millions of Buddhists in my Buddha Kingdom who made a grand wish for life at the cost of life and death, and only then did they seal the burial dragon spirit, do you think that just by relying on the dusty method of the Cangyue God Emperor, you can protect your Purple God clan from being evilly robbed? Do you know how many people are in a Buddhist country that can build a 10,000-step Buddhist temple? Do you know that in this temple, there was also a flourishing of incense and countless Buddhas? Ning Gusheng's voice was very helpless.

"The purple god fell into the sky, and the twelve gods of the sky were evil? Burial of the dragon spirit, could it be that under this Cangyue Ancient Temple, it is the burial of the dragon that is suppressed, what is under the vicious mansion of Cangyue? Purple Tears Bingyao's face changed drastically, and she asked in a deep voice.

"Little girl, under the vicious mansion of Cangyue is just an entrance to the burial dragon Lingsha, the real burial dragon Lingsha is under this Buddhist temple, next to the death cave! That's the burial of the dragon spirit, the murder house is just the entrance, and the seal of the burial dragon spirit needs to be strengthened every hundred years, so that ancient mansion is also my residence, understand? Ning Gusheng said casually.

"Oh, no wonder you said that day, Ning Gusheng, what is this burial dragon spirit, why do you say that they are the cause of the catastrophe of destroying the world?" Purple Tears Bingyao asked in a low voice.

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