After many days, Tao Fusheng is still uneasy, and he is sad every day, and many of his cultivation have been wasted.

At noon, in the mist, the peach was sitting in the black bowl under the roots of the peach tree, looking at the relics, and his eyes were stained with tears. Since the old monk returned, the relics were left without anyone to preside over them, and they fell into the black bowl by themselves. Peach resurrection spends most of the time next to the relics, all things are affectionate, and no one can say let go.

On a sunny day, the roar broke through the fragrant mist in the air for no reason, and a five-colored thunderbolt seemed to split the giant scimitar into the sky, slashing at the peach tree, and the unsuspecting peach resurrection arced straight all over his body, and the sea was like boiling water. This time he woke him up, he didn't care about pranayama, jumped to the sea of knowledge, and said silently: "Exposed, revealed, Polo revealed, Polo monk revealed, Bodhisattva ......" Zhihai became pure and unhindered in the spell, and the peach resurrected his mind as one, and then carried the Dharma to the whole body, the green light was like the sea and the source, and the fried smoking peach tree instantly revived.

"The five colors are empty, the mind is bright, the good deeds are flowing, the net is the same, and the heavenly calamity is resisted!" The second earthy yellow thunder came, and before he got close, he saw the phoenix tail shaking behind him, and seven wonderful sound birds flew out, singing gracefully, like a moan, like a brick, and the sound was as light as a thin veil. The three phantom heart dust in the yellow thunder tribulation also came to the face, the phantom dust was fine, delicate and insignificant, but it could charm the eyes, fill the ears, fill the mouth and nose, and the phantom people had seven orifices, and the people were dizzy. The noise of the seven birds is like a net, and the sound waves knead away the phantom dust, but the dust of these three phantom hearts is scattered and gathered, and the wisps are threaded in the wonderful song net, subtle and unlimited, interspersed. The peach resurrection closed the seven orifices and six gods, and the phoenix tail behind him was like a big fan, carrying the wind and clouds, and an arc flashed overhead. Suddenly the dust flew away, the phoenix tail just returned to the back, the phantom dust dispersed and reunited, and the eight female ghosts pounced on the peach resurrection, the female ghost was fragrant, red lips and bright teeth, bright eyes and eyebrows, and a smile. The evil ghost changed again, and the blood light of tens of millions of blades burst out, as if there was a deep feud in the sea of blood and slashed over, at this time, the phoenix tail opened, and the five lights shot directly at the phantom dust, and the "puff puff puff ......" Sanqin phantom heart dust dissipated again. Tao Fusheng took the opportunity to have a spell in his mouth, and the five lights turned into a giant umbrella and covered it, and this thunder tribulation was over.

Before the previous thunder tribulation was gone, the last thunder tribulation hurriedly covered his head and bumped into it, and the peach resurrection method changed rapidly, and he still didn't have time to stop it.

Countless colored lights smashed on the peach tree in the thunderstorm, "Huh?" The peach tree didn't move, and it suffered any damage, and the peach resurrection felt strange and opened his eyes. "Ahh Blood, blood all over the mountains and fields, bright red blood everywhere, gathered like a lake and sea, the distance was full of desolation, corpses were everywhere, a woman in blood under the purple sky and black clouds, standing with her back to him on a bloody corpse, the woman's white clothes and pink shirt were stained with blood. Tao Fusheng suddenly felt that this woman was so familiar, and wanted to step forward to see it clearly, but the woman suddenly turned half of her face and shouted "Death!" The word "death!" came out, the sky and the earth were dark, and a spear stabbed at her head-on. The spear was extremely fast, and it stabbed him in the head, and at this time, the peach resurrection blood gushed like a spring.

"Break!" A voice came from nowhere, and there was a sharp pain in his brain, and Peach fainted when he was resurrected.

I don't know where this is, the bad clouds are across the purple sky, and the corpses are scattered in the blood-stained land, and a woman in blood is standing in the river of blood, her sharp eyes are about to pierce the space, and suddenly her heart moves and looks somewhere......

Peach Fusheng slept for a hundred and eight days, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he had grown a lot, and his body had developed into flesh and blood, and he was happy for a while. Suddenly, I remembered that the woman I saw in the tribulation that day felt so familiar, but I never came out of the valley and I didn't recognize it, and the last time I fainted, I seemed to see that the woman was only half human...... Tao Fusheng simply didn't think about it, the illusion in the catastrophe can't be taken seriously, it seems that he needs to work hard to cultivate in the future, and the master's last wish needs to be completed by himself.

After this thunder tribulation, the third realm was completed, and the eighty-first fruit was formed, and the flesh and demon body were first prepared. Tao Fusheng realized a lot and began to continue to work hard to cultivate.

After more than 20,000 years, the thunder tribulation has never been broken, and the peach resurrection has been resolved one by one, so that all realms have been completed.

The auspicious light mask is the same as in the past, calm, serene, pure and clean. More than 100,000 years of protection have created this "full of trees and flowers, and once the wind moves the valley fragrance." "The wonder. Tao Fusheng sat on the edge of the purple pool, pinched his fingers and counted the days, and said to himself: "It seems that the heart is still not quiet enough, and the days will be wrong." Alas, I guess the octopus won't come back. ”

Tao Fusheng seems to have only this matter in his heart. He also said: "A few days ago, I calculated that I was not far from transforming into a human being, is it this thunder tribulation? What about next time?" He hoped that he would be able to transform into a human as soon as possible, and he would be able to leave the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

He was thinking about it, and in an instant, a loud and distant bell rang through the valley in the clear sky. The sound of the bell swept through the mist above the peach trees, forming a transparent passage, and the fog around the passage rolled wildly outward, and beams of incomparably brilliant sunlight broke through the passage and shone directly on the tan land. The golden light and the auspicious light blend softly together.

Under the strange light, the entire resurrected Nine Souls peach tree also shone in a different light for a while, and the bright and delicate petals of the tree were all unfolded, and a trace of pink stamens was on top of the tender yellow tip, and the head was naughtily poked out. Thousands of petals are windless and automatic, and the peach blossoms are like butterflies fluttering their wings, which is dizzying. Under the petals, the green leaves swayed, and the keel-like branches were covered with pale yellow scales, which shimmered with the breath of life.

From afar, the trees are full of flowers and clusters. The pink canopy of the tree is like a gorgeous and smooth silk brocade, like a pink and delicate cloud floating in the sea of mist.

The bell gradually stopped, and the ethereal sound of chanting Buddhist scriptures came from under the peach tree, and the mysterious Sanskrit sound flew around the peach tree like a trace of invisible ribbon.

At this time, another bell rang, and the golden sunlight leaked like a waterfall with the sound of the bell, and the huge bell slammed on the splendid canopy, and in an instant, the flowers flew in all directions, and the peach blossoms flew away from the branches like thousands of frightened butterflies. Countless petals swirled and fluttered in mid-air, floating in the soft light curtain, and the pink flower rain shuttled lightly between the branches. The branches are intertwined, and one hundred and eight pale green peaches are crystal clear, and the white light flows, hiding between the branches and disappearing from time to time.

The third bell rang immediately after, and the rain of flowers danced around the peach trees in Sanskrit. The loud sound of the bell passed through the sky, like an invisible giant hammer smashing on the peach tree, and in an instant, the golden light splashed everywhere, and countless peach leaves fell off quickly, and were pressed to the ground by the sound of the bell, prostrate next to the roots. Then the swirling Sanskrit sound held up the petals and flew in a strange trajectory.

The fourth bell rang and roared, and in the midst of the chaos, the peach tree experienced tens of millions of thunderstorms, and the dry and cracked skin left behind fell off one after another in the roar, revealing the snow-white trunk with pink fluorescence, and the peeling pieces of pale yellow bark floated strangely around the trunk and refused to leave.

Then the bells rang one after another, the fifth, the sixth, the seventh, the eighth...... A bell rings tightly or slowly, the bell is pure and long, mellow and loud, ethereal and long, like a long sword that breaks the night, like a sharp blade to eliminate sorrow. Hearing the bell, the troubles are light, the wisdom grows, the Bodhi is born, the hell is out of the fire pit, and the Buddha is willing to become a Buddha and save all sentient beings.

The bell rings, the Sanskrit sound reverberates, the flowers are like rain, the light is warm, and with the bell ringing, all kinds of strange appearances are revealed. Through the gap between the flying flowers, one hundred and eight peaches condensed into pale green Buddha beads in the floating light of Sanskrit, and the leaves that crept on the ground began to melt, the turquoise mesophyll gradually melted, and a trace of turquoise liquid seeped into the land. The bell slower down, and the inexhaustible breath of life liquid was quickly absorbed by the roots. In an instant, the whole peach tree shook violently with the rhythm of the bell, and the eighteen bells gradually stopped, and the bells rang again, and the bells rang quickly, the peach tree branches disappeared illusory, and the snow-white peach tree trunk Buddha pattern flashed. One hundred and eight pale cyan Buddha beads and petals that covered the sky and the sun flew around the main trunk quickly or slowly, turning nine hundred and eighty-one times.

The flying flowers want to stop, the Buddha beads want to stop, the golden light of Jirui falls from the sky, and the auspicious qi is born from the earth. At this time, the flowers and rain were everywhere, and the peach trees disappeared without a trace. Looking at the place where the peach tree disappeared, a naked body slowly rose, the golden sunlight caressed the back of the condensed jade, the strong and broad shoulders of the Buddha pattern appeared and disappeared, the sunlight flowed naturally, and then slid over the straight and round buttocks, flowing to the straight legs. The auspicious qi is accompanied by Sanskrit singing, wrapping around the pink toes, sweeping over the firm and well-proportioned legs, and the rui qi lingers around a certain place in the lower body, climbs up the slightly protruding belly, and turns into a white scripture attached to the undulating chest.

The flower rain floats in the air, swimming slightly but refusing to land, the sound of chanting seems to be far and near, like chanting and singing. The naked body also moved with the Sanskrit sound, a petal gently floated over his full forehead, the black thick eyebrows were like double knives, and the tail of the eyebrows was slightly upturned; the bright eyes were like the moon and the clear light faded, deep as the night sky, encompassing all things, closing the eyes majestic like a majestic body, opening the eyes of the wisdom body; a pair of blessed ears drooped slightly, and the white and red cheeks had a little bit of just the right amount of baby fat. This appearance is stable and calm, solemn and bright, with a touch of fireworks. It looks like it's lovely, and the love is stronger when I look back, and I love him clearly and quietly, and I love him with a strong sense of dignity.

The flowers multiply and weave into strips of pink cloth, which in turn are spliced into three robes: Antuohui (five clothes), Utara monk (seven clothes), and Sangha pear (nine coats). Futian Qianmo on the robe, auspicious clouds are embellished, Ruiguang floats, the peach blossoms at the junction of Futian are stringed, the silver thread is side by side, the robe is surrounded by a edge, the gold thread is trimmed, and the four corners of the inner edge of the robe are set up; Wear a jade ring, and the edge of the chest can be knotted as a button to prevent the robe from falling off. When the robe was completed, the pale yellow bark that was originally peeled off also rotated rapidly around the body, a trace of golden light continued to intertwine, and when it finally stopped, the bark turned into a moonlight sea green gown, the sea green gown was as thin as a cicada's wings, and the scriptures embroidered with gold silk fluoresced continuously, under the jade feet, those leaf flesh melted and left countless tea-white meridians, which were layered together with the sound of bells, and the silver light wore through, and finally woven into a set of monks' regular clothes.

The robes were ready, the naked body trembled slightly, sat down cross-legged, slightly fat, but it looked appropriate, if a little more was too greasy, if an inch less was too demonic. At first glance, this body is ethereal and deep, but on closer inspection, it is majestic and solemn.

"When~When~When~" The seventy-second bell rang and the aftermath did not stop, and the black bowl hidden in the earth broke through the ground, turning into a large and small fly hanging under the body, although there were auspicious clouds floating in the black bowl, but the relics in the bowl were gone.