The sky roared, and the red meteor squeezed the clouds away, forcibly dispersing the tears of the heavens. The wind blew the signs of the restaurants on the street crookedly. The people stayed at home, secretly looking out of the doors and windows, and recited the scriptures in their hearts.

Jingye shouted to the Nine Sages in pain, he could hear that the words of the Nine Sages just now were an explanation for himself, but he didn't want to lose him!

Looking at the face of Jingye, there is no longer the relaxed and delicate spirit of the past, and the water droplets on the face do not know whether it is rain or tears. The Nine Sages smiled softly, waved their right hand diagonally, and the brilliant long sword resurfaced and was clenched by him. With his left hand on his back, his feet lightly step on the void.

"Master!

Jingye looked at the Nine Sages who were gradually ascending to the sky, and roared in pain. He wanted to stop the Nine Sages, but he couldn't, his body at this time seemed to be drained, there was no spiritual power at all, and the sea of qi was completely dried up.

"Goodbye, apprentice!"

The ethereal voice fell softly, a white robe, a long sword, and the nine sages greeted the huge red star.

With a sharp look in his eyes, the Nine Sages held out his left hand, and the clouds in the sky condensed together, and a brilliant silver-white thunderbolt converged into the long sword in his right hand. A sword stabbed straight at the red star, the blade of the sword roared, and the sword was as fierce as a rainbow.

"Bang!

"No!"

High in the sky, I saw an extremely fast white light rushing into the red star. In the next second, the red star shattered, and two circles of light staggered from the inside of the red star, shattering it between heaven and earth.

The dark clouds dispersed, the torrential rain fled, the red stars disappeared, and the sky was clear and the wind was clear.

Jingye's expression froze, and he froze in place, looking at the top of his head, without the slightest reaction.

At the top of a high pavilion in the Sage Academy, Wen Cang saluted respectfully in the direction where the red star disappeared, and said softly: "Luofeng, thank you so much for these decades, I will do it for you for what you explained..."

In the court of the imperial city, King Tang got up and looked at the light mirror, and the scene just now made his heart turbulent and unable to calm down.

"Bai Lao, I don't know the power of pure karma, if anyone dares to mention it, kill it!"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

The voice of the Tang King is clear, he wants to protect his Tang Kingdom. The matter of purification is extremely serious, but he has his own Sage Academy to deal with it, and all he has to do is block the news.

The sun shines on the ginkgo tree, and the leaves on the branches are soothed by the breeze. Master Jinghai let out a long sigh and walked towards the sweeping room. He knew that the situation of heaven and earth had completely begun at this time...

Outside the building, the pure industry is bathed in warm light, but it only feels cold and biting. The Nine Sages died, and the Nine Sages who had said that they would kill all the people in the world for themselves died!

Pure karma's heart was full of cracks, and he couldn't think of anything in his heart, only a heavy emotional backlog, only guilt for the nine sages, blame for himself, and helplessness for fate.

"Brother Ye!"

Behind him, there was an urgent cry from the thief, but there was no reaction from the pure karma, except for the hair that was blown by the breeze.

The thief who ran out of a street came to Jingye's side, his eyes full of worry. Seeing that Pure Ye looked like he was lost in his mind, the thief was even more anxious, and shouted in a deep voice: "Brother Ye, you are sober! Although I don't know what happened, you can't do this!"

Jingye slowly lowered his head, staring blankly at the anxious thief in front of him, without making a sound.

See this, thief of the sky

Grabbing the two arms of Pure Ye, he shook them vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Brother Ye! Have you forgotten that you still have a lot of things to do? Have you forgotten that our enemy He Sen is still alive? What should you do with the drama of Hualou! What should we do with these brothers!"

"Play... Son..."

After shouting, a little light seemed to flash in Jingye's eyes, and his lips moved slightly, squeezing out a hoarse voice.

"Brother Ye?" Seeing that Jingye finally had a reaction, he was very excited in his heart and hurriedly called.

But Jingye only said two words, and his body went weak and fell behind him.

The thief hugged Pure Karma and lowered his body, so that Pure Karma was half lying in his arms. First to see if he was still breathing, and then to check the pulse, then he was relieved.

At this time, Ji Mo and Zhao Jinxuan rushed over, took a look at the shattered earth everywhere, and the headless corpses on the side, and hurriedly came to the side of the thief.

"Ah Tian, what's going on here, why did he faint big brother?" Looking at the pure karma in the arms of the thief, Ji Mo hurriedly asked. Zhao Jinxuan beside her was also worried, she was originally in the restaurant, but she was told by Ji Mo that something was wrong, so she hurriedly followed.

"I don't know, don't ask, we have to send Big Brother Ye to the hospital first!"

"Amitabha, several donors, please give him to the poor monks. As soon as the words of the thief fell, a voice reverberated in the distance.

The three of them looked cold, thinking that they were enemies, and hurriedly took out their weapons and prepared to meet the enemy.

On the long street in the distance, a slightly chubby figure in a light blue monk's robe walked slowly, his face was gentle.

The thief's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the monk who was close to them, as if he had seen it somewhere. After thinking about it carefully, I remembered that the person who came was not the Pure Mind Master I had seen before!

"Are you a Master of Pure Thought?" asked Thief Tian first to be on the safe side.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Jingnian, this time I came to pick up the little brother and return to the temple, and asked the three donors to hand him over to me. Coming to the three of them, Jing Nian held his palm in one hand, bowed his head slightly to them, and said softly.

"Ah Tian, do you know this person?" Old Ji stared at Jing Nian, very vigilant, and then asked in a whisper.

"Well, he is a monk of the Pure Industry Temple and the senior brother of the eldest brother of the industry. Thief Tian explained to Ji Mo, and walked to Master Pure Nian with Pure Karma.

"Please. ”

"Please rest assured, but a few people also ask the poor monk to enter this flower building, and the poor monk also needs to take away the family of the little brother. Taking over the pure karma held by the thief, Jing Nian said softly. Then he looked at them, then at Hua Manlou, and walked inside.

Several people were stunned when they heard this, but they didn't refuse, and followed the master of pure thought towards the Huaman Building.

In the inner hall, Hua Linglong on the stage noticed the four people who walked in, and there was a monk among them, holding one person in his hand, and it turned out to be pure karma!

"Who are you, dare to trespass on my Huamanlou!" Hua Linglong shouted angrily at them, her eyes cold. She was afraid that these people would hurt Xiao'er, and the pure karma was already in their hands.

"What are you, what do you want to do to him!" Ziqing turned around and saw that Jingye was unconscious, the charm on his face was not visible, only the cold voice came from the red lips.

"Amitabha, the two female donors, please rest assured, the poor monk is the disciple of the sweeping house of the Pure Industry Temple, the pure industry is the little brother of the poor monk, and the few behind him are the friends of the little brother. Poor monk this

Fan Xiashan came to pick up the little brother and his family, that is, the girl in the arms of the female benefactor. Jing Nian bowed her head slightly, and a gentle voice sounded, directly into their hearts, gently soothing the excitement.

"What evidence do you have?" Hua Linglong naturally wouldn't give him Xiao'er because of a few words from Jing Nian, there must be something that can prove his identity.

"Female benefactor, there is nothing to prove yourself, but the little junior brother and the girl in your arms can't be delayed any longer, they need to save their lives!" Jing Nian shook his head, and a warm golden light lit up around him, and he said calmly. He saw the smile in Hua Linglong's arms, the situation was indeed very serious, and he couldn't wait any longer.

Looking at the golden light on Jing Nian's body, Hua Linglong knew that this was the characteristic of Buddhist cultivation, and glanced at the others again, and there was only worry on her face.

"Qing'er, you go with them. After a gamble in her heart, Hua Linglong said softly. She can only choose to believe the monk in front of her, otherwise Xiao'er may really die.

When Ziqing heard this, he didn't hesitate and agreed directly.

Seeing this, Thief Tian opened his mouth and said, "Jinxuan, you go and carry your sister-in-law on your back, and we will go to the Pure Industry Temple together!"

"Okay!" Zhao Jinxuan walked onto the stage, wanting to carry the smile.

"I'll come. Of course, Ziqing didn't agree with a stranger bringing his sister, and hurriedly refused.

Zhao Jinxuan didn't have any emotions, just looked at Ziqing and said softly: "This sister, the mountain road of Jingye Temple is very long, you can't bear it, I am a cultivator, please rest assured, Jingye is our eldest brother, and she is our sister-in-law." ”

Hearing this, Hua Linglong nodded, Ziqing didn't say anything anymore, and helped put Xiao'er on Zhao Jinxuan's back.

"Amitabha, since this is the case, then thank you to all the donors, you are tired. With that, several golden rays of light scattered around Jing Nian's body and floated into the bodies of several people who were about to go up the mountain with him, and then turned around and left with Jing Ye in his arms.

Zhao Jinxuan smiled steadily and followed behind Jingnian, and the others followed closely and walked towards the Jingye Temple.

After that, the huge flowers filled the building, and only the haggard and sad flowers were left, and the withered petals all over the ground were sad and worried.

......

In the Pure Industry Temple, Master Jinghai sits cross-legged under the Buddha statue in the Pudu Hall, and his old face always gives people a kind and kind feeling.

Next to Master Jinghai, there are two others, on the left hand side is the Tianli Master in the practice room, and on the right hand side is the Konghui Master of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion.

"Senior brother, I still don't understand why you had to let him go to the Sage Academy in the first place, if he hadn't gone there, this wouldn't have happened today. Master Tianli's face was ugly, and he still couldn't help but blame Master Jinghai.

"Senior Brother Tianli, Senior Brother naturally has his reasons for doing this, don't get excited yet. Master Konghui softly persuaded Master Tianli, although he didn't understand it either, he knew that his senior brother must have made the best plan.

"Alas, I just feel sorry for him, stay in the temple, and devote himself to cultivating Buddha, and within a few decades, he will definitely be a true Buddha. When Master Tianli heard this, he sighed, very regretful.

At this time, Master Jinghai looked at Master Tianli, and did not get angry because of his blame, or have other emotions, but just whispered, and the old voice wandered through the hall.

"Senior brother, this world has been quiet for hundreds of years, even if he is a true Buddha, he will only be powerless to face the catastrophe of the world in the future. His route is his way, we are just promoting his growth, everything still depends on the will of God. ”