The newborn morning sun shines on the huge pillars of heaven, reflecting a faint golden light. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info it is like a pillar standing in the middle of the room, supporting the entire Seven Realms. It is also like the stem of a plant, holding seven huge leaves.

The Buddha realm is located above the mechanical interface and below the spiritual realm. There is only one layer of interface away from the Nether, just like climbing up and looking into the distance, and you can even see some scenes of the Nether. The Pure Land sect is the largest sect in the Buddhist world, and the White Horse Temple is the largest temple among them.

Jingkong quietly walked out of the Luohan Hall, ignoring the whispers of the brothers around him. Nor did he pay attention to the various emotions in their gaze, sympathy, schadenfreude, and pity.

When Jingkong walked out of the door, he sighed softly. He glanced back at the familiar murals on the walls around him. There were three large, vague figures towering, one with countless arms and a thousand weapons. One has two round eyes, and a vertical eye on the forehead, shining brightly.

The last figure fell into disrepair due to old age, and only half of his body remained. These are the three sons of the creator god, because of the fight for the creation god to leave the divine artifact, there is a terrible battle. It was as if he had heard Master's gentle words again.

Everything is a benefit, Jingkong sighed softly. He grew up in this temple and has always regarded it as his home, never thinking that one day he would leave like this.

Master, I'm leaving, and if I can come back, I'll give you back the incense. Jingkong walked into the Master's chamber and lit a stick of incense. Looking at the familiar environment around him, he had always felt that the master was here, and he had never left.

Jingkong never believed that the master, who was incomparably powerful in his heart, died like this. After so many years, he still firmly believes that even if the other party is a patrol angel, the master should not die so easily.

Jingkong sat in front of the bed for a while, and an impatient shout came from outside: "Master Jingkong, prepare early, Yunzhou will come in a while." Can't even wait for this time, Qingkong sighed softly.

As soon as the master who was an angel patrol died, the elders who had been pressed to death by him in the past jumped out. At first, it was just a reduction in the supply of the clear space, saying that the temple was financially tight. Later, not only did he forcibly take back the empty dwelling. Now the Master's dwelling place must also be taken back together.

Clearance thought about it, took some clothes, wrapped a package and went out. Several senior brothers on duty stepped forward unceremoniously and searched carefully. A short and fat monk chuckled and said, "Master Pure Space, Senior Brother Miaoyin really didn't leave you any belongings, I also lost the rabbit treasure for everyone's sake." ”

Jingkong looked at that kind face, but there was a trace of nausea in his heart. When Master was there, Uncle Shi was the closest elder to him. At that time, he felt that his master was sometimes closer than his master. Now for the sake of a room, this method is actually configured.

The most unpredictable thing is the human heart, and the pure hollow heart slowly savored the words that the master often said, and they have long forgotten the time when the master was there, and the care of the entire White Horse Temple. Jingkong watched the huge cloud boat slowly descend, and suddenly turned around and said, "Master, leave one thing for me, but unfortunately you can't use it." "What's it, my nephew will take it out and take a look." The short and fat monk's eyes shone golden.

"The heart of gratitude, the heart of compassion, you don't have it, uncle, and you don't need it. Jingkong chuckled, ignoring the fat monk whose smile had become a little stiff. When a stout monk passed by the fat monk, the fat monk said softly: "I went to the third floor this time, I don't want him to come back." ”

The stout monk looked at the thin clearance in front of him and nodded without hesitation. "Miaoyin, Miaoyin, I have been suppressed by you for so many years, and I have been so angry. Back then, you said that you would let the second junior brother be the sect master, but no one objected. No one takes me seriously as a senior brother, and whoever remembers me is a senior brother. This time, I won't give up the position of sect master to anyone else. Don't be afraid of silence, I'll send your apprentice down to accompany you right away. Hmph, hum. The fat monk lowered his head and laughed softly, the smile on his face becoming hideous and terrifying.

The Land of the Nine Secluded Places, the third layer. The figure did not leave, he was suspended in the air, quietly looking at this extremely dark area, and a long horn reminded him of the past, of the past.

When the ten-year demon tide arrived, he looked up and saw a white light shining down. On the third floor of the Nine Secluded Land, there is actually a piece of land that extends out, straight on a corner of the Buddha Realm. It won't take long for the entire third-layer demon clan to get this information.

A big war is about to happen, and the army of the demons is about to assemble, and their lifelong dream is to attack the Buddha realm and leave this dark place. Reinforcements from the Buddha realm will also come, and they will desperately stop the invasion of the demons.

I don't know how long this war has been going on, and I don't know when it will stop. Is this what you call mercy, leaving a trace of life in the nine deaths. The figure chuckled softly. He stumbled and headed for the nearest tribe.

He hadn't been here for years, and he walked past the humble dwellings, and nothing seemed to have changed. He walked among the savage and warlike demons, watching them sharpen the golden horns on their heads and indulge in carnival.

This may be their last night, and the demons know it. They didn't seem to notice the figure's existence. Maybe if the figure doesn't want them to find out, even if it kills them, they can't feel it.

A thin figure was pulled out of her cage, and she looked like a frightened fawn, terrified. "Burn her and sacrifice her to the Great Celestial God, and we will definitely be able to attack the Land of Light this time. ”

Countless voices shouted, Tianxiang Girl, the figure seemed to go back to the past, and couldn't help muttering to himself. He Tianling Nu is known as the two most unfortunate women in the Seven Realms, one was born in the Spirit Realm, can increase her talent, and is kept in captivity as an animal. The other, even worse, was able to repair the internal organs, and was saved by being hunted down.

The figure looked at the thin woman, and there was a look of despair in her eyes, and her calm mood fluctuated slightly. He reached out and took the girl's hand. The surrounding demons were surprised to find that the girl seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The difference in strength is too far away, and this figure is like an ant to them who does not understand what humans are doing to them.

Pangu in the cabin, when he opened his eyes, he heard a sound. A thin figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Pangu couldn't help but be taken aback, his right leg had just been repaired, and he barely had a trace of protection.

"This woman is handed over to you, protect her well, maybe she is a little surprise to you. The mysterious figure stuck out half of its head from the air and smiled.