Leaving the strange White Bone Mountain behind them and away from the evil sea, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if the burial below was really the ancestral witch Xuanming, it would be a disaster that pierced the sky.

Looking around, this is a barren demonic land, I don't know which world fell on the remains of the ruins, there are twisted dead trees everywhere, the knotted branches are like dragons and snakes intertwined, about the size of a giant python, this place must be a holy forest before falling into the ruins, and the scorched tall strange trees are wrapped with a strong aura of destruction.

I don't know how many years of grinding in the ruins here, these sacred trees can still exist tenaciously, and there is even a trace of gods left.

Before falling into the ruins, the strange tree here must have been very powerful, the spiritual root of the god, but now only the remains of the spiritual root sacred tree remained, and the Great Dao of Destruction distorted the form of these spiritual roots, transforming into a deep demon xìng, like a dead form of a dragon snake with teeth and claws.

The old monster Corpse God Sect Master of the Corpse Extermination Sect felt a little furious in his heart, and whispered to everyone: "This place looks like a burial ground!" ”

"Hurry away from this demonic land!" The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord urged.

"I think I hear the trees crying!" Fan Wuzai shuddered, he walked to a tree stump that was lying on the ground, half-broken, and the roots of the tree were exposed on the ground, just like a huge black sè poisonous dragon, the dead wood was huge and friendless, and most of it was buried under the black sè magic soil, and the part that exposed the ground was like a hill, and Fan Wuzai brushed away the floating dust on the stump section, revealing the dense annual rings on it.

Van Wuqi briefly counted the annual rings above, and immediately gasped. 、

There are tens of thousands of rings on it, and this is only the part that is exposed to the surface, and more than half of the section is still sunk in the ground.

And this is still a relatively small strange tree!

"The Spirit Root Divine Tree is not an ordinary age, the Ancient Spiritual Tree is five hundred years old for spring, five hundred years old for autumn, and two thousand years old for a year. And the legendary Tsubaki Sacred Tree is 8,000 years old for spring, 8,000 years old for autumn, and 32,000 years old for a year! Van Wuqi felt that this place was even more weird, making him hairy on his back.

"These strange trees can be destroyed for an unknown number of years, and their origins are extraordinary."

"It has lived for at least hundreds of thousands of years, and how old is this sacred tree a year?"

"Even if it is calculated according to the age of the Spiritual Tree, two thousand years old is a year......" Yuan Yu Lao Dao pinched his fingers and smacked his tongue: "These Divine Trees have lived for at least hundreds of millions of years!" I fell into the ruins with this piece of demonic land! ”

'I'll take a look!' The Blood Slayer pushed the two of them away and glanced at the rings of the wreckage of the Divine Tree...... The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord's face sank, he stretched out his hand and put it on the trunk of the Divine Tree, the rough bark cracked like black scales, and it felt like the zombie corpse of a real dragon, and the Blood Slaughter Demon Monarch's legs took root and forced, and he forcibly pulled up this fallen Divine Tree from the ground.

Everyone rushed up and counted the rings on their fingers.

"Fifty nine hundred and eighty-eight thousand three hundred and twenty-six rounds!" Soon someone calculated the exact number of rings, and the man said in a calm tone: "I have seen the change of the climate of the flood...... He pointed to the outermost rings of the annual rings and said: "There are traces of the Nine Heavens Weak Water here, and the texture of the annual rings is relatively soft and the amplitude is relatively wide, indicating that the Divine Tree has been soaked in some kind of innate true water that is suspected to be the Nine Heavens Weak Water in those years, and it has grown rapidly, but the wood has been damaged!" ”

"Gonggong anger is not touching the mountain! The great flood of the heavenly river dumping! "Everyone in the room gave a collective chill.

"Longevity! How can anything here be related to those earth-shattering events that happened in the flood wilderness! Yuan Yu muttered quietly.

"Taking the time point when Gonggong Fury touched Buzhou Mountain as the coordinates, when the divine tree died...... "The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord calculated a few annual rings, but saw that those few annual rings were relatively wide, and Yan Sè's relatively light annual rings were already very close to the outer skin!

"After the great flood, it is not far from the shattering of the flood! In other words, it is possible that these sacred trees fell into the ruins and were consumed and died by the Great Avenue of Destruction when the flood was shattered? ”

There are also people who point to the more dense circle in the annual rings, about thousands of rounds, and say: "This circle of annual rings is very dense, indicating that the sacred tree grew very slowly at that time, the climate was very cold, and it lasted for a long time, and there seems to be a Dao mark very similar to Xuanming True Water engraved in the annual ring, this kind of ancient avenue ......"

The man trembled and said, "It may be the Ancient Era...... Cold Ancient Era! ”

"How many years is the Cold Ancient Era?" The Killing Sect Master's voice was dry.

Everyone pinched their fingers and calculated, and Yuan Yu hurriedly replied: "After the flood is broken, the moon and stars have changed greatly, the galaxy has been broken, the time sequence and calendar have changed dramatically, the time of the flood and the heavens are different, and the heavens are currently based on the Beidou time as the standard time system, and when converted, the ancient era will be about six thousand yuan!" ”

Everyone immediately bowed their heads and counted the annual rings, "about six thousand rounds...... This sacred tree will be one yuan for a year! ”

"That's 590,000, about 600,000 yuan! It's seven or two billion years...... "When everyone heard this number, they couldn't help but feel numb in their legs, looking at the sparse, or knotted branches, or twisted and strange black sè ancient trees around them, looking at this dead and silent magical land, as if someone was holding a knife against it.

This was once a sacred land that had existed for at least 72 billion years, but now it has become a dead place.

How many incredible spiritual root sacred trees grow here, and what ancient secrets are buried?

When this sacred tree was still alive, what kind of wonderful divine light flashed between the branches and leaves, and what kind of magnificent form and strong vitality did it have before it was alive? What was this sacred land like before it fell into the ruins? Because of something, it fell into the non-return Jedi of Guiru, and was finally wiped out of all creation, leaving only a dead and silent demonic land.

What a great horror is buried here.

Woooooo

At this time, Fan Wuzai turned back stiffly, he seemed to hear the cry across time and space, this voice was neither male nor female, as if the Buddha chanted in Zen, as if the great power was crying blood and chanting, the vague scriptures and crying came from the depths of time, such as crying and complaining, only Fan Wuzai could hear it, and Fan Wuzai quietly pulled the corner of Yuanyu's clothes.

He leaned over and whispered, "Did you hear a cry from the depths of time?" It's right next to this tree! ”

Yuanyu's hair stood up in fright, and he shouted in a low voice: "Don't be scary! This kind of place is scary and can kill people! ”

"I'm not intimidating...... That's what I heard! Fan Wuqi swallowed nervously.

The faint sound of chanting and crying in his ears became more and more obvious, as if someone was crying and chanting, the Sanskrit chanting was already vague, and the nasal voice of the crying made it difficult for Brahma Wuzai to distinguish what the voice was reciting, and he felt that something was coming towards him in the depths of time.

Yuan Yu saw that Fan Wucao's situation was not right, and hurriedly went to pull him, but at this time, there was already a layer of celestial light between them.

Fan Wuzai saw that the dead sacred tree stood up in front of his eyes, and re-rooted its roots into the demonic soil, as if time and space were reversed, and the god slowly revived in front of him, and the old bark of the black sè cracked like scales fell off, revealing the white sè holy trunk, and the oval leaves shimmered with divine light, as clear as the green sè's jade.

The ancient tree was as vigorous as a dragon, and Fan Wuqi looked up, and the broken ancient tree had grown a broken part, but that part was just a phantom, in fact, all the divine light was just a phantom cast from the depths of time, as if the time of the past had reappeared.

In the shadow of Jin Sè's vein, the lush branches of the ancient trees completely suppressed the sky above Fan Wuzai's head, covering the sky.

The divine light flows, and this white sè sacred tree shines brightly!

But under the divine light, the dead and silent dead wood is rooted in the virtual shadow, as if the past and the present overlap together, a brilliant and holy one, a dead and twisted, dead and silent like a demon, at this moment this extraordinary sacred tree, in the eyes of Fan Wuzai presents a strange posture of half withered and half glorious, and Fan Wuzai's brain is like an electric current surging through a shock.

"This is the Bodhi tree!"

"I see!" Fan Wuqi instantly heard the Sanskrit sound of Zen singing in his ear clearly, and he understood, it was someone crying blood and chanting the "Diamond Sutra".

Fan Wuzai saw the Bodhi tree slowly turn his head, the white body as vigorous as a dragon slowly writhed, and the towering Bodhi tree slowly turned into a young monk wearing a white sè robe with the twisting of the white sè trunk, he folded his hands, looked back at Fan Wuzai, and his eyes flowed with blood and tears!

Fan Wuqi clenched his fists, almost suffocating with nervousness!

The white-clothed monk slowly spoke: "This is the Tree for Loneliness Garden!" ”

"Good and good, Su Bodhi, as you said, come and protect the Bodhisattvas well, and give the Bodhisattvas good advice. Thou shalt hear it now, and thou shalt speak for thee. A good man and a good woman, who develop the three bodhichitta, should dwell in this way and subdue their minds in this way. Only the world-honored, may I be happy to hear. The Sanskrit sounds around him were already very clear.

Countless subtle truths are manifested in front of Brahman, as if the World-Honored One is speaking the Dharma himself.

But Brahma Wuqi didn't dare to listen to it at all, because there was a cry like a demon like a prison in the Sanskrit sound, which was the manifestation of the Great Dao of Destruction, and the monk who was transformed by the Bodhi tree: "This is also the Great Freedom Heaven!" ”

Fan Wuzai finally couldn't help it, he felt countless truths, countless ** bad thoughts drilled into his mind again, he understood a lot in an instant, this white-clothed monk was like a book that was completely undisguised, let him turn the pages of the book, and see its thoughts, thoughts, everything existed, but Fan Wuzai was so frightened that he ran away.

Tear up the time and return to the original place.

Fan Wuqi said in horror: "Don't get too close to these ghost trees...... They're jīng! ”

Yuan Yu was puzzled by the sudden reappearance in front of him, he saw that Fan Wuzai was frightened, it can be said that he was shocked and told everyone: "These ghost trees are alive!" Don't get too close to them or you'll become a part of them! ”

Both the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord and the Immortal Sect Master were taken aback and quickly flew back, Jǐng looked at the half-fallen ancient tree, and Fan Wuqi waved his hand to everyone and said, "Get out of the vicinity of which ghost trees, don't approach all the trees!" Everyone was taken aback, although they didn't know exactly what was going on, but they were also as good as a stream, and the group gathered on the Xuanming Ancient Boat, and Jǐng Ti looked around.

But there were still two or three figures who didn't move, including the corpse god old man of the Corpse Chasing Sect, they stood in place, their breath did not change at all, but their faces were a little dazed, and their expressions were as if they had just woken up, with a hint of sluggishness and indifference.

"Corpse God!" The Blood Slayer Demon Lord stared at those strange divine trees and shouted at the corpse god old man, "What happened? ”

"No...... I am fine! The old man of the corpse god said slowly, his voice was very slow, as if it was squeezed out of his teeth word by word, this strange state, he said very well, then only ghosts believe it!

The Killing Sect Master asked Fan Wuzai, "What happened?" How do you know there's something wrong with those trees? ”

"This is the Garden of Trees for Solitude!" The first sentence of the Brahma Wuqi made all the Demon Dao Dao monarchs look unse, and someone asked in a trembling voice: "The Buddha said, the holy place of Buddhism where the World Venerable preached, the tree is given to the Garden of Solitude?" ”

The beginning of the Diamond Sutra is: "I smell it." At one time, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude with the great bhikshus, 1,250 people. At that time, the world was honored, and when he ate, he wore clothes and held a bowl, and went to the city to beg for food. He begs for the first time in his city, and returns to his place, and eats his meal, and collects his mantle, washes his feet, and sits on his seat.

The Tree to the Lonely Garden is one of the holy places of Buddhism, the holy land left by the relics of the World Honor, the status in the Buddhism, just like the Hangu Pass of the Xuanmen, the Yujing Mountain, the Yuxu Palace, the boundless sea of blood of the Demon Gate, and the ruins of the underworld, it is one of the supreme holy places of the entire Buddhism, if this is the Tree to the Lonely Garden, there are a few Bodhi Sacred Trees what, even if the Buddha was destroyed in the corpse of the city of Brahma Twin Trees was transplanted here, it is really normal!

A group of them are descendants of the Demon Dao and ran to the holy land of other people's Buddhism, what is this?

The most terrifying thing is that why is such a supreme pure land as the Lonely Garden found in the ruins? The dojo of the World-Honored One? Why did you fall into ruins?

Thinking about it, they seemed to have found Xuan Ming's corpse before.

Everyone's hairs stand on end!

Blood Slaughter suppressed his nervousness and said to the old man of the corpse god: "Corpse god! Who are you? ”

"I'm ...... A tree! The old man of the corpse god said slowly: "I am a tree!" He didn't move under his feet, and then everyone saw that the old man's feet had been pierced into the demonic soil, and the deep roots below the ankles had been turned into deep roots, and the withered appearance of the corpse god was transforming into a tree, his hands had turned into branches, his body had turned into a trunk, and his wrinkled skin was like old bark.

Blood Slaughter took a deep breath and turned around, "They're hopeless!" Let's get out of this place! ”

Van Wuqi was shocked and said, "These trees are alive!" It's not the kind of god xìng spiritual root that was destroyed and grinded to death, in their corpses, because of the weirdness here. This monster can understand us, so I said it was crying, and I heard it. ”

“…… Shut up! Yuan Yumian no one said.

Fan Wuzai was puzzled, at this time Yuan Yu moved his body, let out his eyes, only to see that the ancient trees rooted in the surrounding demon soil were all revived, they turned into a kind of half-ghost and half-demon monster, looking at the white bone demon ship, countless faint voices repeated Fan Wuzai's words high and low, and said: "Monster! ”

"Corpses!"

"Spooky ......"

"Great freedom in the sky......

"Styx!"

"What is life?"

"All beings, sentient beings!"

Van Wuqi suddenly understood something, this is the tree to the garden of solitude, in an era before the flood was broken, the ancestor of the river Styx suppressed Luo in the ruins, Shakyamuni invited the river Styx to come to the tree to the garden of solitude to debate the scriptures, a discussion of the difference between the demon Buddha, and the law between the demon Buddha.

This event was the third debate between the Demon Buddhas, and this time Styx went alone to participate, and the Lord led 3,000 disciples to meet him, and the two sides debated in the Garden of Solitude.

Shizun** for seven days, the Dharma is perfect, and the Dharma is profound.

The Styx did not fall behind, and the two sides argued three elements, a total of more than 30,000 years, and finally talked about the issue of 'sentient beings', and the disciples of the Buddhas spoke that this word refers to ordinary people who have ignorance and troubles, and the mysterious realm of life and death. All beings are different; Collect the three paths of sin and suffering, the heavenly beings, the true saints, the compassionate, and the dwelling beings.

Shizun is also called: "In the sè dyed lingering, the name is called sentient beings; It is entwined with receiving, thinking, acting, and knowing, and is called sentient beings. ”

That is to say, there are cognitions such as receiving, thinking, acting, and knowing, and those who arise are sentient beings.

In the understanding of Styx, all beings who possess jīng divine activities such as receiving, thinking, acting, and knowing, can perceive the objective world, and carry out subjective jīng divine activities, are all sentient beings. So tiny beings such as Gu insects, plants and trees, etc., can only feel, but cannot think subjectively, and have no concept of 'me', are those simple, humble beings sentient beings?

So the Styx Ancestor and the World Venerable jointly defined and defined life.

The World-Honored One believed that the phenomena that arise from the harmony of all beings are all sentient beings, and Styx began his thoughts on life......

"What is life?" The three ancestors of the Fanjia family said slowly, "Where is the limit of life?" Where are the boundaries of life? How to distinguish between life and non-life? ”

"Affection is life!" The Blood Slaughter Demon Monarch God said mysteriously: "Those who have sentient beings are sentient beings who are obsessed with and obsessed with sè and other aggregates. If you are sèyù seeking, greedy, liking, thirsting for love, attachment, and attachment, then it is called sentient beings. If you are obsessed with receiving, thinking, doing, knowing, loving, liking, thirsting for love, attachment, and attachment, it is life! ”

"Can the grass and trees be affectionate?" The Killing Sect Master retorted calmly, "Can ignorant and ignorant insects have feelings? ”

Yuan Yu looked at their strange faces, and suddenly felt creepy, this is not them talking, this is the Styx Demon Ancestor talking, he finally understands what is the most dangerous thing here! This is the place where the World Venerable and the Demon Ancestor debate, and it is full of the thoughts of the Demon Ancestor Styx, his thoughts.

Now these thoughts have invaded their sea of primordial consciousness.

If Yuan Yu hadn't been Da Luo, he would have been like them now, and he would suddenly understand the thoughts of the Demon Ancestor who was full of them here, and comprehend some unfathomable mysteries, the avenue of their enlightenment, and the exercises they practiced, there were still traces of the Demon Ancestor's thinking, so they would involuntarily comprehend the thinking of the Styx here, and be controlled by the thoughts of the Styx.

Yuan Yu now involuntarily comprehends something, just like the Great Dao, formless and phaseless, full of him, and then involuntarily comprehends 'it'!

The avenue here is the idea of the River Styx.

"Life is a variable, it can create variables, what is not constrained is life, life is variable!"

"The power to create different timelines is life!"

"Variable is a false proposition, life can be controlled!"

"Life is a kind of phenomenon that naturally appears in the process of the development and change of the universe, and there are certain kinds of self-growth, reproduction, feeling, consciousness, will, evolution, interaction, and other rich possibilities!"

The trees wriggled the roots of the countless magic trees in the Garden of Solitude, and they set off waves of earth like parting the surface of the water, and the black soil was like a ripple, and the huge roots moved underground, and they whispered and told the thoughts of the River Styx. The unleashed demonic soil revealed what was buried beneath, one after another like bones and corpses of gold, glass, and crystal.

Some of them sit cross-legged, some of them fall down, and some of them have their hands folded and their heads hanging down from their chests.

Some of the corpses remained in a state of struggle in front of them, and one corpse even scratched the ground, maintaining the posture of crawling in the direction where the Van Wuqi had come, and many corpses retained their last form of escaping from this place.

"This is the corpse of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!" Yuan Yu saw the countless bones buried under the demon soil and said in horror.

"There is no shortage of Great Luo Venerables here, and there are even those famous Great Bodhisattvas!"