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The Buddha smiled but did not speak.

The mysterious man sighed lightly and leaned slightly towards the Buddha: "Say goodbye below." ”

After that, he prepared to leave.

When she turned around, the Buddha suddenly said, "Donor, please stay." ”

The mysterious man turned his head in confusion.

The Buddha stretched out his hand, and there was a golden thing suspended in his palm, like an elixir and a fruit.

The little golden particles flew towards the mysterious man and stopped in front of him.

"...... this?"

"I am the Buddha's most precious relic."

The mysterious man was startled and reached out to take the relic.

"Will the Buddha help me?" The mysterious man paused for a moment, and then spoke: "The law of the Heavenly Dao ......"

"Heaven is ruthless, and people are merciful." The Buddha smiled: "My Buddha is compassionate, whether the relics can help the donor depends on the donor's fate." ”

The mysterious man was stunned for a moment.

Although I don't know if the relics will save his life, it is better to have hope than to despair.

"Thank you, Buddha."

"Amitabha!"

After the mysterious man left, the little monk in front of the Buddha's seat thought for a long time before he asked puzzled.

"Buddha, the laws of heaven want him to destroy his god, but you give him the relics to protect him for the rest of his life, isn't this against the way of heaven?"

He didn't quite understand why the Buddha, who had never interfered in the affairs of the Six Realms, would come to the rescue this time.

The Buddha said: "What the laws of heaven want is not for him to be destroyed, but for his cultivation that can go against the sky." ”

In today's world, there is only one ancient god race left, and the laws of heaven maintain the order of the three thousand worlds, if the ancient divine power on the body is not extinguished, it will never be within the limits of the law.

If that person is not willing to lay down the Pure World Circle, then the world will collapse and cease to exist.

All living beings, none of them can live, and they will disappear with the ancient divine power and this world, and they will disappear in ashes, and there will be no chance of reincarnation.

This is the punishment of the laws of heaven.

The little monk didn't seem to understand, so he didn't ask.

…………

After Huang Yujin left from the Buddha, he was in a trance, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in Xuefeng Mountain.

Before he knew it, he had already come here.

He should have dissipated when the gates of hell were sealed.

It was An An, no, at that time, she called Feng Shenyue.

The god of destiny - the wind god moon.

He is in charge of the fate of all people in the world.

She forcibly rewrote his fate, keeping him and sending him to reincarnation.

And An An, due to the exhaustion of divine power, turned into a golden lotus and raised it under the Buddha's seat for hundreds of thousands of years.

This time, how could he let her go into danger again.

Huang Yujin's eyes were firm, and when An An turned into a golden lotus, she must have sealed her natal weapon in the tomb of the goddess.

As long as he hid the magic weapon, An An would not be able to recover his divine power.

What's more, she doesn't know anything now, so it's just right.

Huang Yujin was flying above the ice field, and suddenly saw a black hole in the distance.

He was frightened in his heart, and hurriedly flew over and landed at the entrance of the passage.

Huang Yujin looked at the passage that extended into the bottom of the water, his heart was uneasy, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He also heard a little about the rumors of Xuefeng Mountain.

The passage to the tomb of this goddess is said to be revealed on the evening of the fifteenth day of each month, and today it has already passed the fifteenth day.

Huang Yujin took a step and walked to the depths of the passage, the passage was pitch black, and he did not cast a spell illumination.

A pair of eyes, in this endless darkness, seem to shine.

Huang Yujin walked for about a quarter of an hour before he saw the light in front of him.

He walked into the bright crystal palace and walked all the way, and the further he went, the stronger his uneasy feeling became.

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