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The white skeleton is the demonic side that Rulai abandoned and threw away.

Rulai vowed to build himself into a perfect Buddha, he did not allow his body to hide demonic nature, he in Lingyundu, with great perseverance, got rid of the demonic heart, and became the embodiment of justice that he thought was perfect.

How can there be so many perfect people in the world? Even more vain talk about the Buddha.

Those who can become Buddhas must be those with great perseverance and great wisdom.

There is no shortage of wisdom, but under the cloak of wisdom, there is a paranoid soul.

If you once gave a note to Jizo, but you designed to drag Jizo into the underworld, and you will never become a Buddha.

The first calamity came, and Rulai took the opportunity to break into the Three Realms and occupy the west as a stronghold. And in order to maintain this status, he did not hesitate to kill tens of thousands of monks in Lingshan Temple, just to destroy the evidence of the past.

Where there is light, there must be darkness, and darkness cannot cover up all the light, and this Senbai skeleton that was abandoned by Rulai in Lingyundu and later sealed by him to lock the demon tower is the most direct and powerful evidence.

The two heavens of good and evil, Rulai seems to be more demonic than he thinks of the demonic side.

Dayi stood on the seventh floor of the Lock Demon Tower, and Dayi came here as if he had entered a paradise.

There are mountains, waters, flowers and plants.

A child sits by the lake, watching the old cow drink, with an innocent smile on his simple face.

The child turned his head to look at Dayi, who slowly walked up and sat down beside the child.

"Would you like to stay here forever?" Dayi said as if talking to himself.

The child opened his mouth, but he made a sound beyond his age.

"The Buddha said cause and effect, sooner or later, he will reap the cause and effect he planted, so why rush for a while?" The child seemed to see through the world, and his tone was calm.

Dayi said: "If you come to die, but once this faith disappears, what kind of situation will those believers fall into, have you thought about it?" ”

The child shook the green grass on the shore, and the surrounding environment suddenly disappeared, restoring the cold and dark scene of the Lock Demon Tower.

And the child beside Dayi has also become the white skeleton he is familiar with.

The fleshless skull, with its upper and lower jaws slightly open and closed, said, "Do you want to go out?" Can't get out. ”

Dayi got up and said, "Send me to the eighth floor." ”

The skeleton looked at Dayi, silent for a long time, a ball of energy wrapped around Dayi's body, and in a moment, Dayi had disappeared from the seventh layer.

Dayi never knew who the guardian of the eighth layer was.

Even the Yellow Emperor, Yu Gang, and even Taihao don't know.

They had gone to the eighth floor, but all they saw was emptiness.

It was silent, like a borderland.

Dayi felt it carefully, and he didn't find anything either.

In the darkness, there was a blood-colored light that flickered and disappeared.

Dayi keenly caught this bloody light, and quickly stepped forward, the vision in front of him suddenly widened, Dayi's pupils shrank slightly, and a coffin stood horizontally in this space.

The coffin is cast in bronze, the surface is engraved with mysterious patterns, and a faint layer of breath floats on the surface.

Dayi stretched out his palm and gently placed it on the coffin, and a layer of light suddenly radiated from the coffin. Dayi reflexively cast his golden body, but he didn't feel any threat.

That energy didn't seem to want to hurt himself, Dayi grabbed the side of the coffin, and with a slight force, the coffin was lifted.

The lid of the coffin was lifted and floated aside.

A black coffin of unknown material slowly floated up from the coffin.

On the surface of the coffin, there are engraved patterns of various styles, which are mysterious and unpredictable, revealing an extremely powerful aura.

Dayi tried to open the coffin, but with the power of his golden body, he couldn't lift the lid of the coffin.

Dayi tried several times, but to no avail, he circled around the coffin a few times, and found that the lines on the coffin were very deep, and it seemed that some of them looked like blood troughs.

Dayi thought to himself, is it possible, it still needs blood sacrifice to open?

If that's the case, there shouldn't be a peerless demon locked up in this coffin, right?

Dayi abandoned the coffin and looked around this floor for the entrance to the ninth floor.

Half an hour later, Dayi returned.

The passage to the ninth floor has no trace at all, and the only thing that can still hold on to hope is the coffin in front of you.

Dayi hesitated for a few seconds, took out a dagger, slashed his palm, and the blood flowed like water, falling into the lines on the coffin.

Blood trailed along the lines and quickly covered the entire coffin lid.

The wound on his palm healed quickly, and Dayi observed the lines where the blood had passed.

When the last bit of groove was also covered with blood, blood light rose from the top of the coffin, and the thick blood and terrifying momentum were almost suffocating.

"Crunch!"

A gap finally appeared between the coffin lid and the coffin, which slowly opened and rose.

Outside the three thousand worlds, a man with a handsome face and a long posture suddenly burst out with two fine lights in his eyes.

The man sat on the top of the mountain, his right finger changing rapidly, and muttered, "It's only the eighth layer." ”

With that, the man closed his eyes again.

……

The pattern of the human world has changed dramatically due to the unification of the Three Realms.

All the races have become one, and the immortals who once signed peace terms with the mortal leaders have appeared.

As for the questioning of human beings, the immortals were fashionable and a little patient at first, but as this group of humans continued to ask questions, the immortals were also forced to be a little irritable.

"Even we, in front of those immortals, can't compete with one of their thoughts." The fairy said angrily, and in front of him was a group of old men in military uniforms.

Chief No. 1 asked in a deep voice, "What do they want?" ”

The immortal cultivator shook his head and said, "Don't say I don't know, even if I know what they want, do you think that with you and us, we can get what they want?" If we really have what they need, we can't keep it. Rules have never applied to these powerful immortals. ”

"They are our Chinese immortals, don't they care about our life or death?" Chief No. 1 pounded the table angrily.

The immortal cultivator sighed, "It's useless. ”

A huge underground strategic stronghold, as silent as death.

In the eyes of more advanced beings, these ordinary human beings are wastes and ants that are not used.

"Chief, there's an encrypted phone call from the United States." A soldier shouted.

The No. 1 chief's temples were already gray, and he waved his hand weakly and said, "Take it in." ”

"Toot ~"

"God bless us." The U.S. side said, with a voice full of hope.

The eyes of the No. 1 leader, who had lost their color, suddenly lit up, and then he was deeply disappointed.

In the 5,000-year-old Chinese civilization, the gods of Taoism and Buddhism have long been engraved in the bones and spirits of the Chinese people like tattoos.

These immortals are their patron saints.

The so-called gods are all foreign products, they are foreign invaders.

However, when this happens, they need to be saved by the invaders they think they have in mind.

What an irony!

Although ironic, they don't have the strength to rewrite fate, so they can only grit their teeth and pout their bones to accept this helplessness.

"May God bless our people."

The No. 1 leader's arm hung down weakly, and there was a hint of bitterness and unwillingness in his voice.

"Of course, God is loving, but God needs to see your sincerity." The voice on the other end of the phone made everyone's hearts tighten.

And just as the other party's voice fell, an abrupt voice broke into the underground strategy.

"Oh? So, I want to know, what exactly does the so-called sincerity mean? ”

No one knows when this young man appeared.

The man was in a long and plain shirt, looking at the phone with a smile on his face.

The other party was silent for a few seconds and said, "Who is talking?" ”

The man instantly appeared at the phone and said, "Tell baby Jesus that if he wants to take advantage of us while we are busy with other things, we don't mind setting up one more enemy." ”

"Dudu~"

The phone hung up, the man raised his head, his gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the room one by one, and finally landed on the face of the number one chief, smiled slightly, and said, "You can call me, Golden Cicada." ”

There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are kings.

"Western immortals always like to do these things of fishing in troubled waters." Jin Chanzi sat down with a swagger, looked at the people around him looking at him with a frightened face, couldn't help laughing at himself, touched his cheek, and said in his heart, is this face very scary?

"Golden cicada? The second disciple of Rulai? Chief One asked tentatively.

The smile on Jin Chanzi's face froze, but thinking that these people couldn't know too much information, he nodded helplessly and said, "Well, from today onwards, you will pacify the people as soon as possible, and as for other things, you don't need to worry about it." ”

"The Western God Realm doesn't have to worry too much, those group of clowns who jump off the beam will never be able to make too big waves." Jin Chanzi didn't say too much in detail, but his words revealed a strong self-confidence, especially this sentence, which clearly told everyone that the Western creation gods were inferior to their Chinese immortals.

The golden cicada came today, and it was also instructed by Subodhi.

These immortals only have the impending calamity and the endless war that will unfold in their eyes, but no one cares about the fear of caring mortals.

At such times, a god who can speak is needed to come and appease them.

In the Heavenly Realm, Tai Bai Xing returned to the Heavenly Palace and talked to Zhang Jian alone.

"The top priority is to get rid of Subodhi." Tai Bai Xing said.

Zhang Jian remained silent and said, "Lao Jun has refined a Divine Power Awakening Pill, you go and get it back for me." ”

When Tai Bai Xing heard this, his eyes shook slightly, and he said, "Divine Power Awakening Pill? How could he give it to you? ”

Seeing his suspicions, Zhang Jian said two words indifferently: "Deal." ”

Tai Bai Xing kept staring at Zhang Jian's eyes, and saw that he seemed to be a little tired and impatient, so he didn't think much about it in his heart.

"Then I'll take a trip." Tai Bai Xing seemed to be a little impatient, dropped such a sentence, and turned to leave.

Zhang Jian looked at the direction where Tai Bai Xing disappeared, his palms under his wide sleeves slowly clenched into fists, and whispered to himself: "This is the path you chose, no wonder me." ”

Tai Bai Xing stood outside the Tushi Palace, and his heart couldn't help but fluctuate.

He used to grow up here, cultivate, and although he was too old to alchemy, but in the end, because of his ambition, he chose a path that was contrary to what Taishang Laojun wanted him to take.

Ambition, to put it mildly, can be called a dream, or an ideal.

If a person has no dreams, it seems that there is no difference between him and a zombie without consciousness.

Tai Bai Xing insisted on his original choice, and the facts proved that his choice was correct.

On the road of life, no one will pay for your wrong choice, and since Tai Bai Xing has made such a choice, he should be responsible for his own choice.

On the ground under his feet, a six-pointed star suddenly appeared, Tai Bai Xing looked down, his pupils contracted rapidly, and he was about to leave, but he couldn't step into this formation that had been arranged for him.

Tai Bai Xing was condensed, his hands quickly sealed, and he kept patting to his feet.

"Bang!"

The handprint fell, but only a sound erupted that was neither light nor heavy, and all the energy was swallowed by the formation.

The energy in the formation became stronger and stronger, so strong that Tai Bai Xing finally panicked.

Tai Bai Xing finally had fear in his heart, he looked up at the Tushi Palace that was close at hand, and shouted loudly: "Master! ”

Taishang Laojun seemed to have been in front of him all along, and when his figure appeared, Tai Baixing seemed to have found a life-saving straw, but the begging for mercy in his heart came to his mouth, but it turned into an angry question: "Why do you want to kill me?" ”

Taishang Laojun's face was as calm as water, and there was no emotion in his eyes.

"Do you remember what the teacher taught you?" Taishang Laojun looked at the constantly devouring formation under his feet, and said slowly: "When your own strength is not enough to dominate your ambitions, at this time, you need to be careful, because any step may become a fatal blow to you." ”

"You're going to kill me!" Tai Bai Xing's old face showed fear, and he finally knew that he was being played by Zhang Jian.

"One wrong step, one wrong step." Taishang Laojun sighed and said: "Cultivation is like sailing against the current, if you are not careful, the boat will be overturned." This is your way, and no one can save you. ”

Tai Bai Xing's lips trembled, and the look in his eyes changed several times, from fear, to cowardice, to weakness and begging for mercy, and finally to death-like peace, but under this calm, there was a touch of cold resentment that people did not dare to look at directly.

"It's better to leave earlier, now that Zhang Jian has completely replaced you, even if you are not a teacher, you are not his opponent." Taishang Laojun said with emotion, but in that tone, there was a trace of helplessness and some admiration.

"It's a pity, I can't see the scene of your destruction in the world, master, I just hate being careless!" Tai Bai Xing looked at Lao Jun, and word by word, it fell on Taishang Lao Jun's ears very clearly.

And when the last syllable fell, his body and even his divine soul disappeared into this world with the terrifying energy of the six-pointed array.

Taishang Laojun casually brushed away the formation, turned around and entered the Tushi Palace.

In the imperial garden, Zhang Jian seemed to feel something, looking in the direction of Tushi Palace, the corners of his mouth curled up, but his eyes also revealed a touch of loss and sadness. (To be continued.) )