After the Bodhi tree turned into a streamer and merged into the prototype of the three flowers on the top of Cang Huan's head, Cang Huan took the clear light and turned to look at me.

I had calmed down my knots and stood up and nodded to him.

The tugging around me also opened his eyes, and I felt happy when I saw him with joy in his eyes, so I picked him up and walked to Canghuan with him.

The tall monk who brought us here at the right time stood in the center of the courtyard at this time, recited a Buddha horn to Canghuan, and said quietly: "Your Royal Highness Yuanzi, the Bodhi tree has been delivered, and the little monk hereby wishes His Highness to calm the disaster and create a prosperous era of creation." ”

Cang Huan smiled heartily and said, "Then borrow the master's auspicious words." ”

The monk didn't dare to say anything, and stretched out his hand to invite us to a meal, but Cang Huan refused his invitation in the name of time urgency.

Out of the Bodhi Temple in the Western Wilderness, I suddenly remembered that the monk who subdued the red carp for me in the Southern Wilderness was also practicing in the Bodhi Temple, but this trip, I did not see him, nor did I see the host of the Bodhi Temple.

Seeing me hanging my head and thinking, Cang Huan couldn't help but laugh and said, "What's the matter?

"Where can I be, if there is really something that I can't figure out under the Bodhi tree, I guess I won't have a chance to figure it out in the future. ”

"Why is the mother so preoccupied?"

The tearing eyes are now clearer and clearer, and every time I am looked at by him, I always feel that I want to be looked at by his gaze into the depths of my soul.

I rubbed his hair, looked back at the temples lined up in the Western Wilderness, and wondered, "Why did I see a monk when I went to the Western Wilderness?" The presiding officer of the Bodhi Temple and the holy monks I had seen before did not show up. ”

I blinked and continued: "The Bodhi Tree is the sacred tree of the Western Wilderness, and if we take it away this time, shouldn't these eminent monks come out to pay respects?"

Cang Huan couldn't stop laughing, pointed to the sky, and said with a smile: "Do you think that the karmic fire falling from the sky is not enough for those holy monks to worry about?"

Karma from the sky?

I seemed to understand something for a moment, but I couldn't grasp it in a hurry.

Seeing that I didn't belong to my mind, he poked my face and said, "Mother, such a big formation in the Western Wilderness needs someone to preside over it!"

My eyes widened, and I lost my voice: "The larger the enveloping range of the formation, the stronger the protective ability, then the more manpower, material resources, and spiritual power will be consumed. I see, I see, I see......"

He pouted and continued: "The last time the karmic fire descended from the sky, it was not just the change of celestial phenomena, but even the spiritual energy and earth veins were also drying up. However, we had just cultivated in the Western Wilderness, but we had not found any signs of spiritual energy depletion. The Western Wilderness is clearly trying to create an independent world that is separated from the Eight Wildernesses, and if you are so big-hearted, you naturally have to pay the price. ”

I frowned and asked, "How is the current situation in a place like Taizu Mountain, which is more desolate than the West?"

I was just about to speak, but I patted his little head and said, "A little doll, you are getting older and older when you talk, you are still not your mother's cutie?"

Pulling was slightly stunned, and immediately pursed his mouth, and said aggrievedly: "Isn't Pulling your little cutie?"

Cang Huan took the tug from my hand and said to him: "Your mother hopes that you can be carefree, don't worry about these bad things." ”

Pulling and blinking his big eyes, lying on Cang Huan's chest and no longer speaking, I looked at Cang Huan and waited for him to reply.

To be honest, I know that it is impossible to avoid this catastrophe, but I just don't want him to intervene in my conversation with Canghuan as a little adult, perhaps, this is the legendary maternal brilliance?

I always felt like he deserved the best and shouldn't have to be troubled for all this dirty stuff.

In the past, I was not strong enough to share anything for Cang Huan, but now it is different, I want to use my own strength to protect and pull, so that he can be his little highness with peace of mind.

I know I'm thinking that this is a selfish idea, and that if I am a good mother, I should be taught to face his identity and take on his responsibilities.

As the carrier of the newborn ancestral dragon vein, he is the one who should be killed in this catastrophe, and he should bear many, many responsibilities, and even face many dangers.

But he is too sensible and has never had his own little temper, which makes me extremely unhappy for him, and I feel sorry for him, so I hope to be able to work with Canghuan to hold up a blue sky for him.

Although many things have to be experienced by themselves, I still think that when you can make him happy, you should make him happy.

Alas, what if I don't say that my brain circuits are strange? What I think in my head is really not something that ordinary people can understand.

I looked at Cang Huan a little helplessly, but he bowed slightly towards me, indicating that he could understand me, I shrugged my shoulders and did not continue the previous topic.

Tugging back, stretching out his little finger to hook the hem of my clothes, I saw that he still looked pitiful, so I kept eye level with him, and said: "Pull, my mother doesn't blame you, and I don't want to hide anything from you." It's just that, in the mother's mind, you are, and should be, a child who doesn't know the world. My mother just wants to be able to keep you innocent as much as possible. ”

Pulling and stretching out his hand to wrap his arms around my neck, Canghuan raised his eyebrows, so I hugged him over again, kissed his face, and he said in my ear: "Mother, I also want you and Daddy to be more relaxed." ”

It's really not easy, but the more sensible he is, the more awkward my heart is, whose children are not happy every day, if they want to be coquettish, they can play if they want to, and they can sleep when they want to?

My family has been working hard for a long time, and since the day he saw the sky, he has been running around with us, and occasionally he has encountered madmen and dangers. Even in the future, he will have to go through a lot of things that should not be experienced by a child.

Alas, forget it, don't talk about this, if you continue to talk about it, it will seem that I don't understand things and mess around.

Seeing that I didn't make a sound, I didn't speak again, but pursed my lips and winked, so the three of us were inexplicably embarrassed.

We are a family of three, and it seems that there has never been such a strange time, alas, I am also drunk, why did I bother with this for no reason.

Cang Huan rode the clouds and mist and led us into the Taizu Domain, I took a breath, there is still a thin aura here, and the aura is not on the verge of withering like the outside world.

It's just that I silently recalled that the aura of the Western Wilderness is much stronger than here, and it can be said that it is as if I have not experienced a catastrophe.

But how did they do it? Even in a place like the Taizu Domain, where the aura was still declining, how could the Western Wilderness Land not be damaged in the slightest?

I remembered what Cang Huan said before entering the Western Wilderness Land, "If the catastrophe of world destruction really comes, maybe the Western Wilderness Buddha Domain can still leave a pure land." ”

I didn't take this sentence seriously, but now it seems that those eminent monks in the Western Wilderness really have a set. It's just where does their confidence come from, and how much strength do they have?

These things are all mysteries to me, alas, the Eight Desolations and Liuhe are like a pool of deep water, and in normal times, the wind and waves are calm, and nothing can be seen. It's just that once the catastrophe comes, this pool of water will tumble, and the people in it, no matter what they follow, can no longer hide.

With Canghuan's ability, since he can say these words to me, it proves that he should have some understanding of the affairs of the Western Wilderness, and judging from the fact that the Western Wilderness borrowed the Bodhi tree from us, they should still have good intentions towards us, or they should still have good intentions towards us.

The reason why I separated them from the Eight Desolations and Liuhe was because it suddenly occurred to me that if the monks of the Western Wilderness were really the native creatures of the Eight Desolations and Liuhe, then their performance in the face of the calamity would be too amazing.

You must know that the Northern Wilderness is the base camp of the snowy elves, but in the face of the catastrophe of karmic fire falling from the sky and the withering of spiritual energy, they behaved at a loss and at a loss, and basically did not form any effective resistance, so they let the catastrophe happen and end.

If we insist on attributing this to the fact that Qianji Mountain was destroyed by the alien leader and the little brother of Begonia, which led to the madness of the Northern Wilderness, then we can talk about the Southern Wilderness, the Sea Wilderness and the Desert.

When we hurried from the Northern Wilderness to the Western Wilderness, we passed through the above three wilderness places, although we did not descend to the clouds to take a closer look, but condescendingly, at a glance, those areas were extremely depressed, and there was not much aura left at all.

The other wildernesses are just like this, but now that I'm in the Taizu Domain, even this place can't compare to the prosperity of the Western Wilderness, isn't that right?

In addition, the suspiciousness of the Western Wilderness is far more than these, the Western Wilderness as a whole believes in Buddhism, dominates the hearts of the people with faith, and achieves the absolute centralization of power in a wasteland.

Such absolute centralization can be said to be intolerable for the real master of the Eight Desolations, the Eight Desolations Heavenly Emperor, but Cang Huan told me that the Western Desolation Buddha family does not have crops and production, and all the guarantees need to rely on the arrangements and assistance of His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, and this also makes His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor acquiesce to the fact that the Western Desolation Buddhism spreads faith and is absolutely centralized.

Theoretically, there seems to be nothing wrong with this, after all, the Western Wilderness is absolutely centralized, which means that the Western Wilderness can make His Majesty the Emperor worry a lot less, and the only thing to guard against is the independence of the Buddhist family in the Western Wilderness.

However, the Buddhist family of the Western Wilderness took the initiative to hand over their lifeblood to the Emperor of Heaven, so that the Emperor could sit back and relax. Such a good thing, as long as the Emperor is not stupid, should accept it happily and happily be his own shopkeeper.

But why? Why did the Western Wilderness Buddhists do this? What they did was not like they were forced to do it, but rather like they took the initiative to do it, so that the Emperor of Heaven would allow them to operate freely in the Western Wilderness.

And the purpose of this free operation is to turn the Western Wilderness into a paradise when the catastrophe of the destruction of the world comes!

Although these are just my conjectures for the time being, I vaguely feel that my guess is right, after all, I have read so many books, and this subconscious has long regarded myself as the protagonist of Shenjun's sultry routine......