It is said that Lian Yunfei, who was able to enter the Sumeru realm safely due to a coincidence, although there were twists and turns, she successfully delivered the letter to the person she was looking for.

Because the Sanskrit text sent with the letter still needed to be translated, Lian Yunfei temporarily stayed in the Sumeru realm.

The immortal sound was endless, everything was so peaceful and happy, even Lian Yunfei, who didn't have any complicated thoughts, felt that after living here for a few days, his heart had never been so calm and peaceful as it was now.

Although Lian Yunfei is not very old, his cultivation is still shallow, and he is a person in the Taoist sect, but after a few days, every time he talks with her a few words, the Sumeru Buddhas like Jialing Pinga will smile and nod at the girl in front of him.

Sure enough, she is destined to be a cultivator.

"Miaoyin...... Sister, what do you say about life and death? ”

Lian Yunfei held her chin, looked at some simple scriptures that she could understand, paused, and asked Jialing Pinga, who wanted to coax her that day.

Although, according to the man's statement, she should call the self-proclaimed "Miaoyin" in front of her "senior", but Miaoyin felt that it sounded too awkward, so she simply asked her to call herself "sister".

After hesitating repeatedly, Lian Yunfei decided to listen to his seniors.

Miaoyin, who is often separated from other partners and turns into the appearance of a foreign girl, is leaning on the branches of the glass trees that can be seen everywhere in the Sumeru realm, and she listened to Lian Yunfei's question.

A pair of inverted eight-figure eyebrows frowned slightly, approaching the cinnabar between her eyebrows.

"Oh, you little person, you should be a lively and active age, why do you always think about these long-term questions every day? One day, one day happy. Seeking troubles for oneself and increasing the consequences of one's sorrows, why bother? ”

As he spoke, Miao Yin casually folded off a piece of green glazed leaves that were like a rare treasure in the eyes of the world, and each leaf on the glass tree gathered into a lotus shape, and Miao Yin took one of them.

She tossed it lightly into the air, and when the cup made of glass leaves fell into her palm again, it was already filled with a cup of nectar made from the surrounding clouds.

Miao Yin held the glazed leaf and sent the dew into his mouth along the tip of the glazed leaf. At the end, I folded the glazed leaves again, kneaded them into the shape of a mung bean cake ball, and ate them in a few bites.

Lian Yunfei on the side lived in the Sumeru Realm for a few days, and she was no longer surprised by this, although she never knew that the food of Jialing Pingjia was a glass tree with green lotus.

"Little Fei'er, won't you come and try it?" As she spoke, Miao Yin picked another glass leaf and handed it to Lian Yunfei.

Looking at the crystal clear glass leaves in front of him, Lian Yunfei shook his head. She has cultivated since she was a child, and she can already avoid the valley, and occasionally she eats it, but it is just a taste. However, she is not Jialing Pinga, I am afraid that she does not have such a good mouth to restrain this glass leaf.

"What is the solution of life and death, this is what my master often asks me, but Fei'er is not very perceptive, every time I talk to the master and she listens, the master always makes fun of me, I only know how to take the words in the book and reply to her. To this day, I still don't understand. ”

As she spoke, Lian Yunfei turned the page of the scriptures in her hand again, and she thought that maybe she could find a different answer from the Buddhist scriptures.

Here I listened to the wonderful sound of Lian Yunfei talking to himself, and hummed Sanskrit again, and after reciting the song, he shook his head, as if he was sighing.

"If you don't go through life and death, what do you want from life and death?"

At both ends of the conversation, the young man who received the letter from Lian Yunfei that day changed his face greatly after reading the Sanskrit text attached to the letter.

Not for anything else, just because there are only a few strokes in this letter, which is a taboo in the Sumeru realm.

Because of this, after he left a puja, he sneaked up on the floating scripture tower in the Sumeru realm. Everything he wanted to check was sealed on the top floor of the Floating Scripture Tower.

This is difficult for him, who was originally a blue bird, but how could such an important book be left unguarded? There are seven layers of floating scripture towers, the first layer has seven Buddhas, and the second layer has fourteen ...... By the seventh layer, there were forty-nine Buddhas, among which the complicated and redundant formations were not known to outsiders.

Without permission, he rashly entered the tower without permission, only on the first floor, there were already seven pairs of eyes staring, and he went up layer by layer, I am afraid that it will not work.

Therefore, he wanted to take advantage of this shift change to blend in, and earlier, he had also been stationed here, but he had no intention of joining the Buddhist sect, so he was transferred to the Jialing Department.

From the first floor to the fourth floor, they are either the Buddhas who have just become a cultivator, or the monks who have entered the Three Thousand Dust Realm by chance.

Most of them didn't know each other, which also gave him a convenient door, but since the fifth layer, the people stationed there have all been replaced by qualified Buddha warrior monks.

He had also heard Miao Yin inadvertently mention that she had curiously gone to the top floor of the floating tower, and coiled around as if she were passing by.

The one named "Miao Yin" said that this look was the most regrettable look she had since she was born in the Sumeru realm.

Why would he regret it the most, he asked Miao Yin at the time.

"Naturally, because it was discovered, there were so many pairs of eyes staring at the same time, staring at it so much that it made people feel chills in their backs."

He didn't pay attention to this answer, and he just thought that Miaoyin was timid. But when he managed to climb up from the chains on the periphery of the fifth floor, and when he reached the spire, trying to sneak into the seventh floor, he found that there was only a gap in the skylight, and there was no place to sneak in.

So, he turned into his original body, flew to the skylight, and simply peeked through a small hole first, but unexpectedly, at the other end of the hole, an eye was also staring at him at the same time!

"Oops!" Taken aback, he almost screamed. And the eye in the hole stared at him for a while, and he didn't hear any strange sound in the tower, only a beam of Buddha light flashed out of that eye, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. The next moment, when the dazzling light in front of him disappeared and returned to darkness, he was already on the seventh floor of the Floating Tower, and he had recovered into a human body.

The capital is a forbidden place for floating scripture towers, and this seventh layer is even more indescribable.

Although there was darkness in front of him, he could vaguely perceive that there was still a foreign object here. If he expected it to be true, it would not be anyone else except the forty-nine people stationed here.

However, he could not perceive the breath of the Buddha. On the contrary, it is an extremely oppressive sense of gloom.

"Crunch......" The others did not move, but the low sound of the old wooden planks was heard all around, and the crisis was imminent!

Secretly destroying the inner element, but unexpectedly there was no spiritual energy around his body, and in this strange darkness, he couldn't use a trace of spiritual power!

With the sound of the wooden planks coming from the low, the oppressive feeling of inhibition became more and more intense, and the boy did not know what to do, so the boy had to stand still, vigilantly feeling the foreign objects around him that were eyeing him.

"You are not from the realm of Sumeru...... The people of Penglai, how did they come here? ”

Dull, old, gloomy. With this questioning, in an instant, a beam of light suddenly penetrated through the hole in the skylight, plunging into the darkness.

At that time, a topless figure of the Buddha appeared in the only light, and this figure was extremely tall and strong, almost flush with the top of the tower. This tall Buddha who is not like an ordinary person is looking down at the young man who trespasses on the floating scripture tower, but where his eyes are, he only sees two deep old wounds like axe splits, diagonally there, and a pair of eyelids are also sealed under the centipede-like scar, and his body, densely packed, is covered with countless strange scars.

"He is the only one stationed at the top of this floating scripture tower, I don't think it's an ordinary cultivation, obviously blind, but he can peek through my identity......"

Just as the young man was pondering, the tall Buddha who turned his head towards him suddenly raised his right arm, and the palm of his hand was facing the young man.

In the right palm of the Buddha, there is an erect scar. However, the next moment, the scar suddenly cracked open, and the palm of the Buddha suddenly had an extra eye, and that eye, at this moment, turned downward and met the young man's gaze.

"Who are you?"

The eye in the palm of his hand stared at the young man motionlessly, and the Buddha did not speak, but he did really question again.

Knowing that the Buddha in front of him was not easy to deal with, and it was his fault for trespassing first, the young man pursed his lips and did not respond to the Buddha's interrogation.

"Who are you?"

The same question, the voice was a little higher, and on the wrist of the Buddha's half-raised right arm, there was another scar cracked, and there was an extra eye as before, and he turned it, just like the eye in his palm, and stared at the young man for half a moment.

Suddenly, the young man understood the words of the Kalingpinga, whose name was "Myodre."

"Naturally, it's because of being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, and there is a chill behind my back......"

So many eyes......

It turned out that there were no forty-nine Buddhas on the top floor of this floating scripture tower, and only one Buddha who had cultivated a heavenly eye.

"Who are you?!" Again and again, again and again, for a long time I couldn't get a response from the young man in front of me, and the voice of the Buddha's questioning did not know how many degrees it increased.

In an instant, the young man saw that the dense scars on the Buddha's body were cracking one after another, and one eye after another all turned around, staring at him.

"No wonder Miao Yin would say that it was the one she regretted the most......"

Although he has achieved success in cultivation, the young man has never seen such a situation, and it is the first time that he has been stared at by so many pairs of eyes at the same time, and he can't help but feel stunned in his heart.

The body moved with his heart, and the young man subconsciously moved a few steps to the side, but every eye on the Buddha's body would also follow his direction at the same time.

It was also at this time that the Buddha also moved his steps, in the direction of the young man, slowly, little by little.

"Who were you for the last time?"

Suppressed to the extreme, the young man felt as if there were countless formless hands around him, one by one binding his throat.

Lives are at stake, death is at stake. The young man's lips and teeth that had been pursed tightly made a slight sound, which was the answer that the Buddha in front of him wanted.

"Dobhana Asheti, but several Venerable Ones have always called me Dobna."

The moment the Buddha learned the boy's name, the dense eyes on his body were hidden under the scar of the pan again.

"It turned out to be you."

"Then you should ask me instead, you know me, and you know that I was born in Penglai, I don't know who you are?"

As he spoke, he secretly felt a sense of affection for the Buddha in front of him.

He was indeed born in Penglai, but it was only later that Penglai changed, and he was sent to the Sumeru realm, at that time, he was still very young and couldn't even transform into a human form.

And the Buddha in front of him may know an old person he wants to hear?

"Dophna...... This is the name that His Holiness gave you after you came to Sumeru, do you remember your original name? ”

The Buddha folded his hands and sat down cross-legged between the light and shadow cast by the skylight, and unexpectedly, a smile appeared on his face.

"The original name...... Original Name...... I...... I'm not a Taphna...... Who am I? ”

It seems to be a casual question, but it is the Buddha's secret dream technique that is secretly mixed with Sanskrit sound.

At the top of the floating scripture tower, every place around, and even in the glazed wood that is built into the tower, there are spells carved and integrated with the blood of several Venerable Venerables in the Sumeru realm. Therefore, as soon as the outsiders themselves cultivate into the floating scripture tower, they will be suppressed more and more seriously as the tower level rises.

trespassing on the floating tower, the first to lose the sky; Cultivation is limited, and the land is lost; Coming alone, there is no occupation of people. All three lost, and Duo Pona, who had fallen into the wind, even hit the Buddha's dream urging technique, and the whole person seemed to have fallen into an illusion.

"Who am I...... Who am I...... Who the hell am I......"

The chanting stopped suddenly, and the flower-like smile of the Buddha sitting cross-legged looked very weird, and the Dobana in front of him, because of the mantra, the whole person was muttering to himself in a daze.

He didn't notice that the real danger was nearer.

He didn't stand up, but the Buddha was still sitting cross-legged, but in the blink of an eye, he moved to the front of Dobna.

The Buddha raised his hand again and opened one eye in the palm of his hand. The palm of his hand touched one of Dobna's eyes.

"What a pair of clear eyes, although they can't compare to the pair I lost, they can barely make up for it......"

As soon as the words fell, the fingertips that caressed the corners of Duo Pona's eyes suddenly gave birth to a few inches of armor!

And Fang Cai's Buddha suddenly turned into the appearance of a Rakshasa ghost, which is very different from Fang Cai's appearance, but there is only one thing that remains the same, that is, the dense eyes that are born all over his body.

The long, sharp nails of the "......" lightly scratched the wooden plank under their feet, carrying a few sparks, but also leaving a few shallow marks.

The rakshasa demon seemed to be sharpening his nails.

"Dopona, I can't imagine that I will one day take your eyes, don't worry, I will do it lightly and quickly. And, your eyes, I will put them on my forehead, the most honorable place......"

The Rakshasa sneered, and the eyes of all over his body opened and closed with his laughter.

Cautiously, the Rakshasa demon placed the tips of his sharp nails on the center of Tabna's eyebrows, moving from side to side.

"Hmm...... Do you take your left eye or your right eye first? Dobhana ...... Forget it, let's do it at the same time! ”

The rakshasa demon said, raising his other hand, which was also with sharp nails, and aimed it at Tabna's eyes.

"Hyakme! After all these years, you really haven't changed anything? No, maybe it's time to call you 'Ninety-Eight'! ”

When the nails of the Rakshasa demon were about to touch the corners of Tabna's eyes, the pupils that had been sideways suddenly aimed at the "hundred eyes" in Tabna's mouth.

The Rakshasa demon known as "Hyakme" was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and when he looked down, there was an extra vajra on his lower abdomen, and most of the pestle had already submerged into his body.

Although the cultivation of people inside and outside the Fujing Pagoda is limited, it is because before he came, he "borrowed" a magic weapon from the Venerable One who followed him and hid it on his body.

"I can't imagine that after so many years, you still remember the pair of eyes you lost......"

As she spoke, her right hand exerted a notable force on the vajra and spun it, almost piercing one of the nearby eyes.

"If you want to spy on the taboo of Mount Meru, it is impossible to ......"

The pure holy Buddha light attached to the vajra is fatal to the Rakshasa evil ghost, even if it is just a small vajra, now, it has made the Rakshasa evil ghost unable to open any of his eyes.

"Penglai has changed, and you also have a share of credit at the beginning, right?"

Dobana suddenly clenched his fists, although he didn't remember everything about the events of more than a hundred years ago, but the Hundred Eyes Rakshasa in front of him was one of the enemies he didn't remember much.

With more force, the Hundred Eyes Rakshasa twisted into a ball of pain, and some of his eyes began to ooze inky blue blood.

"Stop, Doppana!"

At this moment, the true owner of the vajra arrived, and with a shout, he retracted the vajra from the hole in the skylight.

"Ahh The pain disappeared suddenly, and the hundred-eyed rakshasa didn't care about the Venerable who was still coming outside the tower, and his ten fingers were sharp, and they all rushed to the eyes of Tabana.

"Death does not change!"

Sanskrit sound loud and loud, such as Zhong Hongjun. He only felt a burst of external force scoop him up from the tower, but it threw him directly from the sky.

Before he could react, he didn't think about it until he was close to the clouds, but it was still too late, and he crashed into the glass tree, and the whole person fainted.