This is a gloomy place, the sky is overwhelmed by black clouds, the ground is withered and the wind is blowing, and suddenly there is a noisy sound of horses' hooves trampling in the distance, like the sound of drums to tear this heaven and earth, and it is heavily buckled in people's hearts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Run, run, run, they're coming!"

In the withered gray sky, there was a desperate roar, and a group of seven or eight people climbed up from the bottom of the slope, they were dressed in dirty black linen clothes, carrying black wooden sticks, all of them were skinny, described as withered, and looked hasty.

They looked behind them and ran forward, as if some terrifying presence was chasing them.

Quack, an ant the size of a little thumb walked up to their feet in a panic and was trampled to death, making a rattling sound.

"Haha, lowly hell ants, the Buddha can't save you when he comes, hand over things or spare you from dying!"

But after all, there were not enough men to speed up the horses, and soon they were overtaken, and they were dozens of fierce men riding black horses, most of whom were fierce men in their thirties and forties, and the horses were equipped with double knives, and the blades flashed with devouring cold even in the bleak sky.

They surrounded the eight people in the center, and the leader looked down condescendingly and sneered, "You took what you shouldn't have taken." ”

"Adults forgive sins, adults forgive sins, villains know that they are wrong, please forgive your sins......" One of the eight relatively tall young men crawled up, kowtowed to the leader countless times, and finally took out a coarse cloth wrapped in a coarse cloth, like the size of a baby's head, in exchange for a chance to live.

But the middle-aged man on the tall horse sneered, and directly slashed up, one down, and two round things, one large and one small, were thrown into the air.

The small one is what the young man handed over, and the big one is the head of that young man.

The strong wind blew the linen cloth and blew it away, and a ray of golden light leaked out.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly put it in his arms, wrapped the coarse cloth tightly, and then wrapped it in gorgeous clothes again. He glanced at the other seven people who were kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing, and sneered: "Kill! ”

Then a cruelty unfolded without the slightest suspense, and after ten breaths, the area was dead silent except for the sound of the wind.

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky, only to see a young man in white flying at the end of the gray sky.

His face changed greatly, he patted the horse's back, and shouted, "Go! ”

But just as manpower is inferior to horsepower, how can horsepower be compared to Edgeworth's speed?

After a while, they were caught up, and the middle-aged man's face was gloomy, but in an instant, he became the young man before, and he presented the things in his arms, squeezed out a smile and flattered: "The immortal master of the Wind Sword Sect is on top, and the small one is Wang Tiehei of Heishi Village, the treasure is here, I specially grabbed it and gave it to the immortal master." ”

The young sword fairy of Edgeworth nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the round object landed in the palm of his hand, and after the two layers of wrapping were uncovered, a golden light reflected on his face, which reflected his face was a little hideous.

Wang Tiehei said with a smile: "Dare to ask the immortal master if he is still satisfied, do you want to go first?" ”

The young sword immortal still nodded, without saying a word, as soon as he entered the path of immortality, he was a person from heaven from now on, a person from heaven and a person from the world, how could he waste half a sentence?

He re-wrapped the coarse cloth and linen, and by the way, he tore off a piece of white clothing and wrapped it again.

Wang Tiehei was overjoyed, and hurriedly rode his horse to escape, and then the young sword immortal waved his hand, and thirty-six sword lights fell.

Eighteen men and eighteen horses, all dead!

"Jie Ji, the little doll of the Wind Sword Sect, is this a treasure that you have robbed and wants to give to the deity?"

Suddenly, the cloudy and mighty heaven and earth became even more gloomy, and a gloomy laughter came from the boundless space, and the huge oppression instantly made the flying sword of this Wind Sword Sect disciple break and fall to the ground, and the young sword immortal no longer has the arrogance of the sword immortal.

"Withered Leaf Demon Venerable?"

The young sword immortal raised his head suddenly, his face changed greatly, and the immortal master who had just cut off thirty-six lives without saying a word seemed to be two people, and a trace of Wang Tiehei's panic could be vaguely seen.

He hurriedly got up, threw the things in his arms into the air, nodded and said with all his might: "The Demon Venerable is clever, the kid's filial piety has been discovered by you, and I hope the Demon Venerable will accept it with a smile." ”

"Hmm." The Withered Leaf Demon Venerable nodded, as if in approval of his actions, and a touch of darkness shrouded what the young sword immortal threw out.

The young sword immortal's face suddenly turned ruthless, and he threw out a sword talisman, and a snow-white sword fell from the sky, as if he wanted to kill all the evil in the world, and the momentum was immense.

At the same time, the young sword fairy took out a flying sword again and fled towards the opposite place at great speed.

"Oh, little Doyle."

Under the big sword, a gloomy old man in a black robe appeared, shattered the big sword with one finger, and then pointed out again, and the young sword fairy in the distance suddenly fell from a high altitude.

"Baby, I finally got you." Then the Withered Leaf Demon Venerable took out the things that were wrapped in triple clothes, his eyes were very hot, whether he could go further, or even preach the throne of the Dao Emperor, it depended on this treasure.

Suddenly, the face of the Withered Leaf Demon Venerable changed greatly, and he hurriedly covered the treasure with his black clothes, looked at a certain place, and said with a smile: "There are seventy-two Arhats in the Hell Realm, dare to ask this Buddha Fellow, which one is it?" ”

Everywhere he looked, the darkness was abruptly dispersed, and a faint golden light emerged from the space, and in the golden light, another golden lotus platform slowly emerged, on the golden lotus platform, a middle-aged man with a solemn appearance opened his eyes, and saluted to the withered leaf demon venerable: "Amitabha, this is the treasure of my Buddha country, can the withered leaf Taoist friend return the thing to its original owner?" ”

"Purifying Bodhisattva?"

The heart of the Withered Leaf Demon Venerable exploded instantly, if it was just an Arhat, he would still be able to maneuver a thing or two, but he never thought that it was a Bodhisattva, even if he borrowed ten guts, he would not dare to be presumptuous.

Hurriedly throwing out the things at hand, and at the same time running away thousands of miles away, praying in his heart that this bodhisattva would be able to grow up and spare his life.

The Bodhisattva of Purity took the head-sized object that was heavily wrapped, recited the Buddha's name, and said compassionately: "Amitabha, life is death, death is life, withered leaf benefactor, I will send you to the rebirth." ”

As soon as the palm fell, a dark explosion in the distance, and countless blood rained down.

The Bodhisattva of Purifying Dirt is kind and kind-eyed.

Then he took out the treasure, threw away the black cloth, the white cloth, the gorgeous clothes, and the coarse clothes, and finally what appeared in his hand was a round gold bead.

The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva exclaimed: "The relics of the Golden Cicada Buddha have finally fallen into my hands, and since then they have been wrapped in my Buddha clothes, and I will never find you a new master." ”

"Hey, who's there?"

The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva's body suddenly stiffened, and he almost threw away the relics in a hurry, he hurriedly put them into his sleeves, put his hands together and smiled, quietly waiting for the arrival of the unknown guest.

But seeing that a hundred feet away in front of him, the space suddenly broke open, revealing a huge black hole, and then a young man in a dark white robe walked out of the black hole.

Chu Tian glanced around, and couldn't help frowning slightly, where is this immortal realm, why is the heaven and earth vitality so thin?

Or is he no longer in the fairy world?

Chu Tian secretly used the Heavenly Compass to check his position, and found that it was extremely far away from the Immortal Realm, even if he used the Heavenly Compass to teleport, he would have to transmit it at least a hundred times.

He should be ...... at this moment The location of the western part of the fairy world!

"Amitabha, where did the Taoist friend come from, it seems that he is not from my hell realm, right?" Suddenly, a Buddha horn came, Chu Tian looked over, and found that a hundred zhang away, a bald man sitting on the golden lotus platform with a golden light smiled at him.

"This is, Buddha?"

Chu Tian's heart was quite strange, and he couldn't help but glance at the Pure Dirt Bodhisattva, although he had already known that there was indeed a Buddhist cultivation in the cultivation world, and even the founder of the Shuangdao Temple in the eastern part of the immortal world seemed to be a disciple of the Buddha Kingdom.

But it was the first time he had come into contact with a Buddhist cultivator.

The Bodhisattva of Purifying Dirt was stunned: "In the lower Dharma name Purifying Dirt, is the donor here for that thing?" ”

"What's the matter?"

Chu Tian was puzzled, people treat him with sincerity, he treats others with sincerity, and after a slight groan, he arched his hand and said: "Daoyou forgive your sins, I am a person in the fairy world, and I never wanted to strayed into the void obstacle, and after I came out, it was here." Dare to ask Daoyou, where is this place? Daoyou Buddha is dressed up, could it be that this place is the holy land of Buddhism in the west of the void as the ancient book sect said? ”

The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva was stunned: "Void Obstacle? ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Chu Tian quietly, as if he was thinking about the truth or falsehood of his words, Chu Tian spread out his hands and let him look, anyway, what he said was true, as for whether you believe it or not, it's up to you.

The Void Barrier is one of the three major dangers of the Void, and it is juxtaposed with the legendary "Gate of Time and Space" that connects the ancient and modern futures, and even if an Emperor-level existence falls into it, it may not be able to return. However, there are also lucky ones who can come out of it inexplicably.

There are many such examples in the history of cultivating immortals, there have been supreme figures who stepped into the Void Barrier, and their dead souls were extinguished, but there were monks under the Immortals who strayed into the Void Barrier, but the result appeared in another inexplicable place hundreds of millions of miles away.

Some peerless emperors speculated that the Void Barrier should be a 'loophole' in the Void Realm, with a hole on this side and a hole on the other side. The distance between these two openings may be extremely long, or it may be extremely short. If you're lucky, you can cross it in one step, and if you're unlucky, you may not be able to cross it in your lifetime.

The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva chuckled: "Void Obstacle, Daoist friend is so lucky, dare to ask Daoist friend how much time did it take?" ”

Chu Tian groaned and shook his head: "I don't remember, I'm going to go to the Qixian Pavilion to ask, compare me when I go in and out, and I will know the time calendar of the immortal world." ”

"By the way, Qixian Pavilion is known to be open all over the Void Ten Thousand Realms, there should also be a branch of Qixian Pavilion here, right?" He asked, confused.

Pure Dirt Bodhisattva chuckled: "Of course there is, but it is not called Qixian Pavilion, but Qifo Pavilion, Taoist friends are visitors from the fairy world, my Buddha country should be courteous, if Taoist friends do not dislike it, please go back with me, I will help you ask clearly, see if I can help you find your way back." ”

He breathed a sigh of relief, no matter whether Chu Tian's words were true or false, and no matter where Chu Tian came from, as long as he didn't come to grab relics from him, it would be fine.

As for saying that it's like slapping the dead leaf demon venerable...... The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva's eyes flashed, Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, I am a guest from afar, how can I do such a thing?

"Hey, there was a killing machine just now, did the Buddha sense it?" Chu Tian suddenly said on guard.

The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva looked around and said compassionately: "Presumably the Daoist friends have also sensed that a series of battles broke out here not long ago, and many people died. ”

Chu Tian nodded, his divine thoughts swept all directions, and found one, two, three, and four scene of the incident, and couldn't help but say indignantly: "It's so hateful, isn't life really so cheap?" If you want me to know who the murderer is behind the scenes, even if the emperor level exists, I have to ask the truth! ”

The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva felt a wisp of powerful aura that Chu Tian suddenly erupted and instantly retracted, and his body sitting on the Golden Lotus Platform was motionless, with a slight stiffness for a moment.

He laughed and said: "When is the time for retribution, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, fellow Daoist, you haven't realized yet." ”

Chu Tian was embarrassed: "I am a layman, so naturally I don't have the Buddha to see it through." ”

Then they left together, Chu Tianchu came to the hell realm naturally didn't understand a lot, and asked seven questions, he said: "It is said in the ancient books that the entire west is the power of the Buddha Kingdom, why don't you go to the fairy world to preach if you are so powerful?" ”

The Buddha smiled: "Fame and fame are like floating clouds for my Buddha, and the theory of power must not be mentioned again, where the Buddha is born, there is the Buddha country." ”

Chu Tian nodded, as if he understood or not, and said: "What is the 'thing' that the Buddha just said, what is it, it is rare to come to the Buddha realm once, if I encounter a bustle, I will make up for it." ”

The Buddha was embarrassed and said with a smile: "Amitabha, donor, please look up, is it the wind in the sky or the clouds, or your heart?" As long as the heart is not moving, all big things are small things, and as long as the heart is moved, all small things are big things. In addition, according to my Buddhist theory, I am just a bodhisattva, but don't talk about the Buddha anymore, it will torment me. ”

Chu Tian was surprised: "Didn't you say that all living beings are equal?" How can there be a distinction between superior and inferior names? Whoever wants to be called a Buddha is a Buddha, right? ”

The corners of the Pure Dirt Bodhisattva's mouth twitched, thinking that this visitor from the fairy realm had a really big heart, fortunately it was him who came to the hell realm, if he went to the Buddha realm to say this, he might be bombarded by that group of ruthless stubble.

"Alas, what the Taoist friend said is that in my opinion, the Taoist friend has the heart of the Buddha, and if there is a chance, he should go to my Buddha realm to see, but I am not in a state of mind, so I can only be called a Bodhisattva, but it makes the Taoist friend laugh. When I come to my senses one day, I will also call the Buddha to go. The Pure Dirt Bodhisattva saluted Chu Tian, wanting to block his mouth, this bastard of Nima was too annoying.

"Oh."

Chu Tian nodded, was silent for a long time, and the Pure Dirt Bodhisattva smiled and chanted, "Great Freedom Buddha".

Chu Tian raised his head, leaned his head over again, blinked his curious eyes and whispered, "You Buddha cultivators, can you kill?" ”

ps: This chapter is nearly 4,000 words, in addition, thank you Xuewei for your reward.