A quiet childish childish voice, looming in the wind, with wisps of coldness, slashed at Yan Qing's body like a knife. This childish voice that suddenly appeared made him startled, and it seemed to have a very dangerous feeling, so that he did not dare to take half a step closer.

At this point, he quickly drove the skull and swept it in the other direction.

But even so, the quiet and childish childish voice was still wafting in the wind, ringing in his ears from time to time, making him more and more frightened.

This childish childish voice was not angry at all, and seemed to come from the mouth of a dead man. It seems that it is precisely because of this that it will be quiet and quiet, and it will make people feel the cold of the silk threads.

Moreover, it seems extremely weird.

At this time, he saw a small figure floating by in the blood mist, as if the childish voice was coming from that small figure. The small figure floated very fast, Yan Qing couldn't see it very clearly, but he vaguely saw that the small figure seemed to be dressed as a Taoist child.

"Dao Tong?"

Yan Qing frowned, how could there be a Dao Tong in this angry sea, and it was such a weird Dao Tong. He was sure that this Tsing Yi Dao boy had been dead for a long time, but he was still floating back and forth in this blood mist like an undead.

At this moment, Yan Qing's body suddenly stiffened, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly, and then she suddenly looked up.

A few feet in front of him, a Taoist boy stood quietly.

This Taoist boy was dressed in a green robe, about five or six years old, but his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes had been gouged out. There was also a bloody hole in his chest, and his heart had been gouged out......

Blood was gurgling from the bloody hole in his chest.

It's a dead man.

Yan Qing looked at this dead Dao boy in horror, he didn't know how the other party appeared here, and it was silent, even he didn't notice it in the slightest, it looked very terrifying.

"Who are you, why did you break into my Immortal Realm?"

At this time, the Taoist boy in Tsing Yi spoke, and his voice was also very cold, without any emotion. A dead man speaks, which makes people feel very weird, looking like a dark forest.

"Immortal Realm?"

Yan Qing couldn't help but be a little surprised when she heard this, she couldn't imagine that this was the Immortal Realm True Realm, could it really be as she thought, this Immortal Realm True Realm had been destroyed?

It's just that who destroyed it?

At this time, Yan Qing looked at Dao Tong carefully, exuding a strong aura on Dao Tong's body, as if he was a terrifying person who had stepped into the Emperor Realm with one foot before his death.

If the terrifying character was actually gouged out of his eyes and heart.

"Yes, this is the true realm of the Immortal Realm. Dao Tong said, his voice still very cold.

"Who are you?" Yan Qing asked.

"I am the welcoming child of the fairy realm, and I am dedicated to showing the way for cyclamen from all walks of life. Dao Tong said quietly, and replied very politely and decently.

At this time, Yan Qing was a little shocked, she couldn't imagine that she was just a welcoming boy with such a terrifying cultivation. Then, he asked curiously, "What is this Immortal Realm True Realm?"

"The Immortal Realm is the Master's Dojo, if you want to hear the Master's preaching, please go forward. The welcoming boy said quietly, then pointed behind him, "In this way, the cyclamen will be able to see a fairy mountain, and the sect leader will preach on the fairy mountain." The sect leader once said that everyone who comes is a fate......"

Master?

Yan Qing frowned, but she didn't continue to ask at this time, and bowed to Dao Tong and said, "Xie Xiantong shows the way." ”

"Don't dare. After he took a few steps, he turned back and said, "Cyclamen, this East China Sea is not peaceful, you need to be careful of the monsters in the sea when you go." ”

"Thank you Fairy Child for waking up. Yan Qing saluted again.

At this time, the welcome boy walked away again, his singing voice was clear and dark, with a trace of coldness.

Yan Qing couldn't help but be a little stunned when she saw the little figure that was gradually disappearing, she couldn't imagine that the welcoming boy hadn't even realized that he had died.

He has been on the East China Sea, showing the way for cyclamen from all walks of life.

At this time, Yan Qing immediately drove the skull boat forward.

After calming down for a while, several undead suddenly stepped out of the sea of blood and attacked Yan Qing fiercely. When Yan Qing saw it, he immediately drew his sword and slashed it, destroying several undead, the strength of these undead was not very strong, but it had also reached the level of an immortal.

Soon, like a skull under his feet, a surging wave of blood suddenly pushed up, and it rolled around in the air several times. At this moment, he saw a huge beast bone, burrowed out of the sea of blood, and fiercely attacked the skull ship.

At this time, Yan Qing didn't want to fight the huge beast bone, so she drove the skull ship forward quickly. However, there are more and more monsters of all kinds running out of the angry sea, including undead and bone beasts......

Like a tide of beasts, it looks very terrifying.

"There is no obstacle in the heart, there is no obstacle in the way, there is no terror ......"

At this time, a Buddha chant full of Buddha nature suddenly came from the angry sea, which made Yan Qing immediately prick up her ears and couldn't help but be a little surprised. This Buddha chant is very familiar, and it seems that I have heard it somewhere.

Yan Qing frowned and continued to listen.

"Far from upside-down dreams, ...... nirvana"

The Buddha Song in the angry sea was like Huang Zhong Da Lu, which made Yan Qing's heart tremble, and at this time, seeing the monstrous waves in the Buddha Song, it slowly calmed down.

"The Buddhas of the Three Worlds, according to Prajnaparamita, ......"

At this time, the Buddha chant in the ears is getting louder and louder, like the voice of ten thousand people, such as Huang Zhong Dalu, deafening. After that monstrous blood wave, there is a thousand feet of Buddha light, the Buddha light is immeasurable, and the weather is thousands.

A young white-clothed monk lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, gently knocking on the wooden fish, and spit out white scripture symbols from his mouth. In the light of the Buddha, the symbols of the scriptures turned into an immeasurable Buddha. The Buddha threw flowers, did not resent, did not be stupid, and suppressed one wave after another of blood.

"Shenxiu, why is he here?"

Yan Qing couldn't help but be a little stunned when she saw the white-clothed figure.

Shenxiu stepped on the blood waves, and his body exuded immeasurable Buddha light, which was as shocking as the Buddha came into the world. The Buddha's chant is getting bigger and bigger, not only ringing in the ears, but also in the heart. In the light of the Buddha, Yan Qing saw the birth of a Buddha, and at a glance it was a sea of Buddhas, thousands of thousands.

Every time that Shenxiu spits out a scripture symbol, it is the birth of an immeasurable Buddha.

The Buddha is full of light, great mercy and compassion.

The sound of the striking wooden fish, like a bell ringing through the ages, melodious and ancient, hit Yan Qing's heart one by one.

"Therefore, to say the Prajnaparamita mantra is to say the mantra: Reveal the truth, reveal the truth, reveal the truth, and the monk reveals the truth......"

The Buddha's chant sounded from the bottom of her heart, and Yan Qing's expression gradually changed from astonishment to piety, and then sat down cross-legged and followed the chanting.

Suddenly, I was shocked in my heart, and I woke up suddenly.

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