Jiang Xiaobai had a long dream!

In the dream, he returned to the day when Longhu Mountain opened the altar and awarded the seal a few years ago.

That day is the beginning of a cause and effect, and it is also a game set up by a certain joyful Zen master hundreds of years ago, or thousands of years ago!

On that day, in the ancestral hall of Longhu Mountain, a wisp of cigarette smoke came, the yang god entered the illusion, the Sanskrit sound was all over the sky, and the yang god was almost destroyed.

However, the image of the ancestor of the Heavenly Master appeared, and the statue of the Buddha was revealed, and the mountains and rivers fought by the two were broken, and the sun and the moon were invisible.

In the end, the Buddha statue was shattered, and Jiang Xiaobaiyang God returned to his place, and after waking up, there was an extra golden lotus in the mud pill.

That night, he gave birth to a divine ring in mud pills, his eyes were immeasurably bright, and he preached the Tao and became famous all over the world.

Jiang Xiaobai didn't know where the golden lotus was born after all, the golden lotus took root in the mud pill, was one with him, and couldn't be removed.

Later, he gradually got used to the existence of Jin Lian.

Later, in the Demon Cave of Qiaofu Mountain, the golden lotus protected the body, repaired the yang god, and let him unexpectedly complete the holy fetus and kill the demons.

That night, on Longhu Mountain, he thought that his soul was destroyed, but Jin Lian accidentally wrapped his soul and reunited with the Yang God overseas.

Jin Lian helped him resolve the catastrophe again and again, and had magical power, but Jiang Xiaobai strangely never paid attention to it, thinking about its origin, as if it was originally his.

It wasn't until he fell unconscious that he was shocked to find that the obsession of the Joyful Buddha had not been cut off and disappeared by the original Heavenly Master Ancestor statue, but was still hidden in the golden lotus.

Thinking about it carefully, it is like waking up from a big dream.

Reincarnation!

I see, I see.

This Buddha of Joy wants to borrow his Yang God, obsessively reincarnate, and reappear in the world.

What a cause and effect, what a conspiracy.

Perhaps, a few years ago, in Longhu Mountain, if it weren't for the manifestation of the statue of the Heavenly Master who was worshiped by the incense of Longhu Mountain day and night, Jiang Xiaobaiyang God would have been destroyed at that time, and the evil Buddha would have been reincarnated.

After that, the other party used the golden lotus to reside in his mud pill, which should be to regain his strength and wait for the opportunity to be reincarnated, and at the same time, it was slowly eroding and changing Jiang Xiaobai.

If that white bone didn't swing his sword and slashed the golden lotus, it might be too late.

The white bone swung his sword and slashed the golden lotus, cutting off the idea of the reincarnation of the evil Buddha, making it disappear.

"Fawn, Rhubarb....."

Jiang Xiaobai returned to the mountain courtyard in Wutong Mountain in his dream, and boundless thoughts invaded.

In the spring of March peach blossoms, the old peaches in the yard bloomed, and the peach blossoms flew branches, like colorful clouds. While the bees and butterflies are flying, the fawn and rhubarb are catching bees and chasing butterflies in the yard, talking and laughing.

In summer, cicadas and birds squeak, the Emerald River is full of lively shadows, boats and rafts, children playing in the water, and there are always dogs.

In autumn, the autumn wind is bleak, but there are fruitful mountain fruits, wild flowers, and the weather is very cool. The fish is fat, sits alone in a lonely boat, fishes a rod, cares about his falling leaves and flowing water, and only listens to the wind and moon in the mountains.

In winter, the fog and snow cover the mountain, sit in the hall, take a look at the ethereal fairy outside the door, listen to a song floating between the clouds and mist outside the mountain, and then drink a sip of porridge, accompanied by a spoonful of pickles, very good.

In the courtyard in the mountains, in spring, summer, autumn and winter, the deer and rhubarb, like a tide, thoughts emerge in the dream.

Incomparably strong.

And this thought, which has been awakened for months in the past, has never been like this.

"I want to go home. ”

He muttered.

I felt a gust of wind coming, and then Jiang Xiaobai woke up.

After waking up, a mysterious and mysterious feeling awakened in his consciousness.

If you have been in a drought for a long time, or if you meet an old acquaintance in a foreign land, you are familiar and sober.

Jiang Xiaobai knew that he was back.

When he opened his eyes, his pale golden eyelids jumped, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

He was held by a white skeleton.

The dry bone that slashed the golden lotus, drove the white and green swords, and had terrifying power.

Before he fell unconscious, he was still conscious, and naturally saw the terrifying and strange terrifying magic power of dry bones.

I can't feel a trace of life on the dry bones, and the breath of the soul should be a character who has been an ancient person for a long time, but he can raise his hand to change the color of the situation.

What kind of character was Dry Bones in life?

Bai Gu originally stood with his head, but when Jiang Xiaobai woke up, Bai Gu's head was lowered, and the two pitch-black eye holes looked at Jiang Xiaobai like this.

The scenes and postures are very weird.

Jiang Xiaobaiyang's god flashed, moved to Zhang Xuyuan, turned to a solemn expression, bowed down, and solemnly performed the Taoist salute.

"Although the predecessors have become ancient, they are obsessed with saving the younger generations, Taoist Jiang Xiaobai, long thanks. ”

He bent one foot, knelt down on one knee, arched his hands and eyebrows, and spoke solemnly.

The voice is not loud, but it is peaceful and sonorous.

Although Jiang Xiaobai didn't know where the dry bones came from, and he also knew that the other party had enough strength to make him annihilated, which made people feel jealous, he knew that the dry bones saved him.

Save his life and free him from his delusion.

It's a benefactor.

The gentleman has been made ancient, but he has bestowed great grace.

At this time, the dry bones moved.

The friction between the bones makes a "creaking" and "creaking" sound.

Jiang Xiaobai did not move.

Just get down on one knee.

Dry Bone stretched out a white jade-colored withered hand, and the skinny five fingers touched Jiang Xiaobai's head and rubbed it gently.

Jiang Xiaobai still didn't say a word, and he didn't move at all.

However, he found out that there were two swords inserted into Bai Gu's body, which were the white and green swords that had shown their might in the white mist before.

At this time, the moment the five finger bones landed on Jiang Xiaobai's head, the wind suddenly rose.

A strange fluctuation ran through the Yang God Mud Pill, and the five internal organs couldn't help but close their eyes comfortably.

There are Qionglou Yuyu, there are waterfalls and flowing springs, there are all things in heaven and earth, and there are big sounds.........

The sun and the moon rotate, the rivers flow eastward, the plants and trees flourish and wither..... a mysterious and mysterious strange rhyme flows in Jiang Xiaobai's stream of consciousness.

At this time, a strange mark like a drop of water condensed from Bai Gu's forehead, turning into a blue light and imprinting on Jiang Xiaobai's forehead.

The wind blows.

At this time, a person and a dry bone stand on a peak, the mountain stone is black, the grass and trees are extinct, and the bones are white.

And in the heavens there was white light, and there was no sun or moon.

And as the blue mark fell off from the white bone, it was imprinted on Jiang Xiaobai's forehead.

In all directions of the world, the fragments of white bones are reunited, and dry bones are condensed from everywhere, or drilled out of the dirt.

These bones seem to have died in battle, some of them looked up to the sky and opened their mouths, some pointed angrily at the sky, some still held swords in their hand bones, some of them were broken and mutilated, or they were stuck with weapons......

The drums of war rang out again, rumbling and shaking for nine days.

From the posture of those dry bones opening their mouths and raising their heads, and pointing their swords at the sky, the desolate shouts of killing seemed to come from ancient times, silently stirring.

On the peak, the dry bone rubbed against the lip bone, as if it seemed to tell something, but it was silent.

But Jiang Xiaobai was completely unaware of the changes outside his body, lingering in the rhyme of the stream of consciousness.

One person and one dry bone, standing on the peak of white bones, hunting in the wind, dry bones caressing his head, as if preaching.

White Yujing in the sky, twelve cities on the fifth floor, the immortals caressed my top, and gave immortality.

It's just that the scenes, the characters, are completely different.

(It's unexpectedly a little early today.,There should be more than two more.,I didn't run.,Comfort the big guy.) ）