readx;? A trace of silver light condensed between the mysterious pseudo-artifact spirits, and when you look closer, it seems that mercury is flowing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Glancing deeply at Di Yunxiao, who had a hideous expression, he endured the pain in his flesh and injected this trace of silver into the center of Di Yunxiao's eyebrows, and then dodged into the Bayeux spirit rune and did not reappear.

He was afraid that he couldn't help it, and then peeled the silver thread from the center of Di Yunxiao's eyebrows, after all, this was a treasure that he had accumulated for tens of thousands of years to refine.

It's a pity that this can't help him, the Bayeux spirit rune chose Emperor Yunxiao, and only when he rises can he supply this Buddha spirit treasure with more resources to recover.

As the silver thread sank into his heart, Di Yunxiao's convulsive body moved, and then a cold chill swept through his body, suppressing the blazing temperature caused by his blood.

The mist steamed, and the wild muscles on Di Yunxiao's body soothed, and the originally confused mind became clear.

A moment later, Emperor Yunxiao's eyes opened, and the colorful essence flashed away, and the breathtaking coercion swept through the vast space, as if the breath of a desolate beast was released from his body.

"Did you get through it..."

Di Yunxiao's voice was extremely hoarse, and the loss of a large amount of blood and water made his spirit a little sluggish, but compared to the hellish pain of Fang Cai, it was now heaven.

Staggering to his feet, Emperor Yunxiao's indifferent eyes scanned the surroundings, and many of the bones of the powerful Purple Mansion were annihilated into ashes in his rampage.

"I'm sorry to disturb the resting place of your predecessors. When the younger generations leave here, they will definitely burn incense for the seniors and recite the "Sutra of the Past Life". ”

Emperor Yunxiao took the posture of a Buddhist disciple and paid homage to the chaotic dry bones.

Suddenly, the depression of the dead silence in the originally gloomy space gradually faded, and Di Yunxiao could sense that because of his words, the cold aura that was staring at him was receding.

"Is there really some remnant of the soul left?"

The corners of Di Yunxiao's eyes jumped wildly, his guess was really right, the hundreds of Purple Mansion Great Cultivators who died in the battle back then must have some remnant souls of extreme powerhouses staying.

With the character of the old Buddha of the Holy Land, he will definitely not be ruthless, and even the opportunity to reincarnate will not be left to those who are still breathing.

It's a pity that the old Buddha didn't expect that Huangquanyan is not a good place after all, and if you want to be reincarnated from here, it is a fool's dream, and the final result is to be beaten into the Nine Netherworld.

Even if there is a dragon elephant Buddha bone relic to suppress this place, it will not cause the remnant souls to dissipate quickly, but in millions of years, I am afraid that those remnant souls should have already dissipated, or turned into spirits that have lost their minds.

Just now, if he shows disrespect, the geist who secretly exists here will surely destroy him at all costs.

The resting place of the dead is not to be desecrated, and the only obsession of those spirits is probably to protect the dead place where they have fallen.

Di Yunxiao got up, regardless of the fact that his body had not yet recovered, and respectfully kowtowed to the old Buddha's body a few times.

The dragon elephant Buddha bone relics in the big dragon in the spine of the old Buddha have been taken away by them, and he has obtained the treasure condensed by the old monk Jiaye all his life, and he has to show something.

The grand "Sutra of the Past Life" was confided in the mouth of Emperor Yunxiao, and he had not chanted this scripture for more than ten years, but he was still able to blurt it out, which was a habit imprinted in his bones.

As the ancient Sanskrit chant reverberated the Sutra of Death in the vast space, the dots of Buddha's light escaped from the sweet and bitter body of the old Buddha.

A vague figure emerged, Emperor Yunxiao's speech did not decrease, and the voice of chanting became more and more urgent, and after a while, it was unexpectedly continuous, and the tongue bloomed into a lotus flower, turning into an ancient twelve-leaf lotus Buddha platform.

"Please come to the stage and die in bliss, Amitabha!"

Emperor Yunxiao clasped his hands together, mobilized the residual Buddha power in the dantian, and injected it into the lotus platform.

In the blink of an eye, the golden light in the sky enveloped the place, rendering the lotus platform that was condensed like a treasure, and the whole space was as bright as day.

The ethereal figure paused, as if it had not yet recovered from its ignorance, and looked at the familiar Buddha Gate Lotus Platform, falling into a long silence.

"I see... When I look back, thousands of generations have dissipated, and the wheel of history is still moving forward. Poor monks and others are all dust of history, and it is enough to be able to take another look at this earthly reincarnation. ”

This remnant is the remnant soul of the old monk Jiaye, who was awakened by Emperor Yunxiao with the power of a dragon elephant and reappeared in the world.

This is the only thing Di Yunxiao can do now, to awaken the remnants of the old Buddha's previous life.

After all, if the Dragon Elephant Buddha bone relics were taken away by him, the remnant souls in this place would also slowly dissipate in a short period of time, which was equivalent to Emperor Yunxiao depriving them of the opportunity to continue to exist in the world.

"Amitabha! Little friend, thank you for the poor monk!"

The illusory figure of the old Buddha climbed directly onto the lotus platform, sat cross-legged, and chanted Buddhist scriptures in the sky of Emperor Yunxiao.

It's just that the old Buddha of the Buddha is not chanting the "Sutra of Death", but the "Wuhua'an Nerve", which is the holy place thought that the supreme Buddha was created, and has the ability to be unpredictable.

"Monk, you can't do it if you want to..."

Di Yunxiao's heart trembled, he had already guessed what the old Buddha wanted to do, and his heart couldn't help but be in awe.

"Xiaoyou has immeasurable roots, can you help the poor monks and use the lotus Buddha platform as the door to open the road to death?"

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao's heart trembled, and he bowed slightly:

"Congratulations to the monks for attaining supreme merit and attaining supreme Buddha in the next life. The younger generation is willing to use the power of the Buddha to open the door to the land of reincarnation for the seniors. ”

Emperor Yunxiao clasped his hands together, slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, and released his deep power of the Buddha, and the black and golden mana surged out, enveloping the twelve-leaf lotus Buddha platform.

"This is the power of killing the Buddha and precepts, little friend, you will be the heir of the Buddha of the precepts?"

This time, it was the turn of the remnant soul of the old Buddha of the Buddha of the Buddha to be surprised, and the Buddha of the Buddha had an unparalleled influence in the history of Buddhism.

Especially the first generation of Buddha in the early ancient period, he was a well-known super strongman, who once quelled the dark turmoil of dozens of large and small worlds of the human race in one fell swoop, and made great contributions to the human race.

According to common sense, only orthodox Buddhist descendants can obtain the power of pure Buddhahood. It's just that Di Yunxiao's costume doesn't look like a disciple of Buddhism!

"The kid used to be a disciple of Buddhism, but because of some things, he was still vulgar. Seniors, time is running out, let's get started. ”

Emperor Yunxiao swallowed several Yuan Dharma Pills and restored his almost depleted mana, and the old Buddha of Jiaye wanted to bring the remnant soul here into the place of rebirth in one fell swoop, which was a great merit.

"That's it, Lao Wei does not belong to the world after all, and the right and wrong of the Buddha have nothing to do with me after all. Little friends, thank you for all your fellow Daoists!"

The old Buddha of Jiaye did not dwell on the identity of Emperor Yunxiao's precept Buddha, and recited the "Wuhua'an Nerve" wholeheartedly, looking for some of the remaining souls here.