What not?

Xin Sanniang didn't finish speaking, and completely disappeared in the void.

Looking at the closed void in front of her, Yang Chan's face was very ugly.

He never thought that Xin Shisanniang's body would have a piece of Demon Ancestor Black Lotus petal protection.

This is the treatment that only the eight ambassadors under the Demon Ancestor are entitled to.

In this way, it seems that there is no need to say much, what Xin Shi Niang said should be credible.

But...... When it was clear that the Demon Ancestor Black Lotus had been used to save his life, and the truth was beyond doubt, why did Xin Sanniang defend herself?

It seems that no amount of justification will have any effect!

After a long time, Yang Chan turned her head to look at Xin Shi Niang, and a suspicious look flashed in her eyes.

In front of him, it was the fourteenth mother he was familiar with, and after taking away the demonic energy, he was not affected by the demonic thoughts, and the other party seemed to have no reason to lie.

In addition, Xin Shisanniang's performance is indeed full of doubts.

couldn't figure it out, Yang Chan put things down for the time being, and one day everything would be revealed.

No longer thinking about those things that she couldn't understand, Yang Chan walked to Xu Xian's side, raised her head and looked at this 'little friend' who was half a head taller than herself, and couldn't even catch up with her own age, and the different color in her eyes was even worse.

"Relics? Which ancient Buddha's relics were able to expel the demonic thoughts of the Demon Ancestor. Looking at Xu Xian, the eyes of the third female benefactor of Yang were incomprehensible and profound, "Hanwen, how many surprises are waiting for me!" ”

Whose relics?

Xu Xian thought about it, and when the system recommended it, it seemed that a name had been mentioned.

Just when Xu Xian was about to look for the background record of the system, from far and near, footsteps sounded.

Turning his head, Xu Xian saw a little monk in a white monk's robe walking from a distance with a big bald head with a reflective head.

"Little Master came back early today!"

Seeing that the nameless little monk came back before noon today, Xu Xian said hello with a smile.

The little monk clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to Xu Xian, "The little monk just sensed a powerful demonic aura in Lanruo Temple from a distance, so he came back to take a look."

But he didn't want to wait for the little monk to come back, the demonic qi came and went quickly, and disappeared in an instant.

As soon as he finished speaking, the little monk's gaze inadvertently swept away Xin Shi Niang's body..... But not.

After this sweep, the little monk looked at Xin Shiniang in a daze, and didn't say a word for a long time.

"Little Master?"

Seeing the little monk's strange expression, Xu Xian couldn't help but shout in confusion.

"No wonder! No wonder! ”

I don't know what I saw, the little monk said two times in his mouth, smiled at Xu Xian, and then returned his gaze to Xin Shi Niang.

"This female benefactor, was corrupted by demonic thoughts before?"

Glancing at the little monk in surprise, Xin Shi Niang nodded.

"Then it's no wonder!"

The little monk looked suddenly enlightened, and after he said something, his face showed some doubts.

"The little monk has something to understand, I don't know if I can solve the puzzle for the little monk?"

Xin Shi Niang nodded and returned a salute to the little monk, "Master, please speak!" ”

"If the little monk is not mistaken, the female benefactor should have been affected by the demonic thoughts of the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven.

But I don't know how the female benefactor got rid of the demonic thoughts of Moluo and stripped the demonic thoughts from herself? ”

Hearing this, Xin Shi Niang glanced at Xu Xian with some embarrassment, and saw that Xu Xian nodded in agreement, and then looked at the little monk and replied, "Xu Gongzi, who is fortunate enough to help him, ingested the demon thoughts with a Buddha's relic, and the little woman was able to get out of trouble." ”

"Oh?"

The little monk was even more surprised, "I don't know which Buddha's relics can help people get out of the control of the Demon Ancestor." ”

When he said this, the little monk had already looked at Xu Xian.

Xu Xian's right hand was opened, showing the relics in his hand, "Master, please see, this is exactly what it is." ”

Xu Xian was about to see who the owner of this relic was, but he didn't want to glance out of the corner of his eye, but saw that the little monk was stunned.

I saw the little monk's eyes looking at the relics in his palms in a daze, and his eyes were mixed with complex emotions that people couldn't read.

When he opened his mouth several times, the little monk didn't say a word, I don't know if he didn't have good wording, or if he had reached the point where he didn't know how to speak.

"Little Master?"

Seeing the little monk behaving like this, Xu Xian became more and more surprised.

"Whew!"

The little monk breathed a long sigh of relief and bowed deeply to Xu Xian, "There is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, but you don't want to end up here."

The word fate is really wonderful! ”

After bowing deeply to Xu Xian, the little monk spoke for a long time, and then said a little embarrassedly, "I don't know, can the donor take this relic...... Take a look at it from the little monk? ”

"Nothing to do!"

Xu Xian generously handed the Buddha's relics that he had bought for 10,000 bulls to the little monk.

The 500,000 Enlightenment Spiritual Jade is said to be sent, and Xu Xian, whose mentality has been transformed from poor to a local tyrant, naturally will not mind buying the relics worth 10,000...... Lend it to the little monk to see.

As for sending ..... Forget it! He's pretty poor, too!

As soon as the relics fell into the hands of the little monk, the relics that had previously been in Xu Xian's hands had taken away all the miraculous and once again bloomed with colorful brilliance.

At the same time, there seemed to be countless chanting voices among the relics.

And if you listen carefully, the sound of those chanting seems to be the sound left by the same person reciting different scriptures.

"If I hear it, for a while, the Buddha will go to the king's house city ......"

"Contemplating the Bodhisattva of Freedom, Walking in the Deep Version of Prajnaparamita ....."

"If I heard it, for a while, the Buddha was in the Lonely Garden......"

"Myoho-renge-kyo", "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", "Diamond Sutra", and many fragments of scriptures are recited together.

The colorful Buddha light expanded, enveloping the little monk entirely.

The little monk crossed his legs and knees, and when he sat down, a golden lotus platform appeared, his hands were folded, and the treasure was solemn.

The colorful relics are suspended above the head of the little monk, and the colorful light of the Tao falls, setting off the little monk as sacred and solemn as the Buddha of the West Heaven.

"Amitabha!"

At a certain moment, the little monk opened his eyes and gently recited a Buddhist verse that he had never recited.

Looking from the direction of Xu Xian and the others, the little monk at this time seemed to be a little different from the previous nameless monk.

For a while, the chanting stopped, the colorful light was no more, and the little monk walked down from the golden lotus platform, walked in front of Xu Xian, and bowed down to Xu Xian.

"Return the relics of the donor, the little monk Jinnara, thank the donor for the fulfillment!"

Kinara?

Kinara Bodhisattva?

As if thinking of something, Xu Xian subconsciously opened the backstage of the system and saw the original body of the relic he bought———— Na Luofo!

Kinnara Buddha, Kinnara Bodhisattva, Kinnara.

Xu Xian felt that he seemed to understand something.

"Little Master is serious."

After understanding the origin of the relics in his hand, Xu Xian looked at the little monk standing in front of him, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

People are still standing alive in front of themselves, where did the relics of the Buddha come from after his death?

Could it be that in addition to the fact that the primordial spirit can be reborn from the future to the present, the relics can also travel back to the past from the future space?

The little monk smiled at Xu Xian, without explaining his identity, nor discussing the issue of relics.

Seeing that Xu Xian took the relics, the little monk bowed slightly to Xu Xian again.

"The name of the monk has been found.

At this time, the little monk is also going to say goodbye to the benefactors! ”

The little monk made a Buddhist salute to Xu Xian and the others, and walked towards the outside of Lanruo Temple with his feet raised.

Xu Xian raised his hand and opened his mouth, but before he could speak, he was shocked by the sudden scene in front of him and forgot to speak.

As if the world had suddenly changed, the little monk turned around and took a step, and outside Lanruo Temple, the scene of green mountains and green trees and grass planting everywhere was instantly replaced by endless yellow sand.

The sky is full of yellow sand, and the wind rises and there is wind and sand all over the sky, covering people's sight, making people unable to see the end at a glance.

The little monk took a step forward and stepped onto the endless ancient road paved with yellow sand.

In one step, the golden lotus bloomed, holding the little monk's feet from falling into the yellow sand.

In one step, a little tender green is extracted, and it takes root, sprouts, and grows branches and leaves from the yellow sand in the sky, giving birth to a dwarf herbaceous plant.

The plant grows one foot high, the green leaves fall to the ground, re-turn into yellow sand and bury in the rhizome, the green leaves fall at the same time, there are flower buds drawn from the branches, and the strange flowers that bloom red like blood in an instant.

One step at a time, one flower at a time.

The little monk folded his hands and feet, moving forward step by step.

With every step, a golden lotus emerges from under his feet and lifts it, and when the foot leaves, the golden lotus disappears without a trace.

And where the golden lotus falls, there are always young shoots pulled out, and red flowers bloom in an instant.

The safflower opened all the way as a little monk walked through.

With Huangsha Road as the center, it spreads to both sides.

In an instant, where the little monk passed, there was already a sea of flowers like blood.

"Nan no ..... Amitabha! ”

On the Huangsha Road, the sound of the Buddha's horn sounded like a dusk drum and a morning bell.

The yellow sand in the distance is full of sky, like a never-ending road of no return.

The red flowers are like fire, dyeing the sky with red glow.

The ultimate visual conflict presents a shocking scene in front of you.

And the little monk didn't care about the flowers behind him, as if he didn't notice it.

He folded his hands and closed his eyes slightly, as if he were praying sincerely, and as if he were looking at death.

Stepping on the yellow sand road, the thin back looks a little tragic.

Looking at the back that was getting farther and farther away, for some reason, Xu Xian felt that the tip of his nose was slightly sour.

"It turned out to be him!"

Xu Xian turned his head and looked at Yang Chan, who seemed to know about it.

"Kinara Bodhisattva, legendary...... The Buddha sent a messenger from the world of sava.

After breaking the vows, he was punished, and for some reason he was sentenced to Buddhism.

It is rumored in the world that he has long been destroyed, and there are rumors that he has fallen into the abyss of ten thousand tribulations.

But I don't want to, the real him, has been walking in the world in such a form, a ..... Find the nameless monk of the past! ”

Listening to Yang Chan's words, Xu Xian felt a little inexplicable.

At this moment, on the ancient road of Huangsha, a determined figure sounded, "I'm here!" ”

The wind and sand rolled up, looming the figure of the little monk.

It was also the place where the wind started that rolled up the covered yellow sand, revealing a corner of the stone monument in front of the yellow sand road.

From it, Xu Xian saw two ancient Taoist texts that he had never seen, but could see their meaning at a glance - Huangquan!