The glazed light turns, the pure land is vast, and at a glance, the void seems to be filled with flowers of Borneo, but they are all withered, golden and dim, and you can vaguely see the glory of the past.

Although Xuan Bei has obtained the "Golden Body of Jizo Bodhisattva", and now he also has the fruit position of "Great Bodhisattva", but in terms of realm, there is still an essential difference from the real Jizo Bodhisattva.

——Because the underworld was assimilated by the vacuum hometown, and Luo Yu could not enter the black prison, he was trapped in the legendary pass for a hundred years, and the former Jizo Bodhisattva was one of the top four Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, and Manjushri, Bodhisattva, Guanyin and said, only slightly inferior to Maitreya with the name of the future Buddha, the two sides separated the two realms of legend and creation.

The thought turned, adhering to the meaning of reverence for the Jizo Bodhisattva, Xuan Bei showed a little melancholy mixed with the golden body of the Buddha, stepped on the golden lotus, climbed step by step, and stepped into the pure land of dead silence.

It is said that the Jizo Bodhisattva disappeared after the Battle of Lingshan, and some say that he fell in the Great Array of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and that he escaped from the world, and that he could not meet his Buddha Pure Land today...... Xuan Bei thought about all kinds of rumors, walking on the barren land where there was no life, the Buddha temples, lotus flowers, crystals, brahmas, Bodhi trees, merit pools, or weathered, or few.

In the center of this pure land, there is no common Mount Meru, only a twelve-grade golden lotus platform, the petals are pompous, the flow of shimmering light, as if cast by the glass, there is a treasure solemn on its top, the bodhisattva of compassion and mercy, each holding the lotus flower and the pearl in both hands, and the different Buddha doors are rising all around, corresponding to the crossing of the heavens and all the worlds, the six realms of reincarnation, collectively known as the ten kings of the earth.

It is a pity that this bodhisattva has been cut off for a long time, and there is a trace of death and filth on the surface of his body, and he is full of a sense of depravity.

Seeing such a situation, how could Xuan Bei, who knew a lot of things about Lingshan from Meng Qi's mouth, not guess the truth of the matter, Jizo Bodhisattva did fall in the Demon Buddha Ananda Reversal Array, but because he has been presiding over the eighteen layers of hell and the six realms of reincarnation on behalf of Buddhism, he has a deep accumulation and harvest in this regard, so after the battle on the other side, the golden body was taken away by a big man and sent back to the Pure Land that he opened up in the void.

Xuan Bei folded his hands and bowed to worship:

"Nan no Di Zao King Bodhisattva, the little monk has your inheritance, will inherit your will, this wish is not good, not to come. ”

The voice was low, but it rolled and reverberate, to the current realm of Xuan Bei, such a wish can no longer be regarded as a false emptiness, can touch the avenue, and enjoy the reward, a little golden mangs fall, like rain pouring, so that he seems to have penetrated the wish left by the Jizo Bodhisattva in the ten thousand worlds in an instant, and saw the painful struggle of all beings in hell.

At the same time, the golden body of the Jizo Bodhisattva shed two lines of blood and tears, and the hands holding the lotus flower and the orb formed a strange mark, and a little black light was highlighted, and the death intent was deep, and there was a vigorous vitality hidden inside, bringing out a little pure white, if there was nothing.

The origin of life and death?

Xuan Bei's heart moved, and he sat down, running the meaning of the life and death flow of the Maha Fu Demon Fist, sensing a point full of mystery.

I don't know how long it took, the "point" shook suddenly, and a pitch-black and white glow flew out, and landed in Xuan Bei's palm.

This is a treasure wheel filled with a faint blood yellow mist, black and white, life in death, as if showing the great secret of the heavens, the mystery of life and death, at a glance, cold, cold, silent, painful, deadly, vigorous, warm and other feelings intuitively rushed.

Xuan Bei held the wheel of life and death of the heavens, and watched the golden body of the Jizo Bodhisattva rise with a glass pure fire, burning the death intent and demonic energy, and disintegrating the remains.

The fire rushed into the sky, changing and uncertain, and finally left a clear glass-like relic, hiding life and death, reflecting black and white, reflecting many phantoms, and it is an ancient scripture:

"The Buddha Says the Sutra of the Bodhisattva of the Earth" and the Sutra of the Bodhisattva of the Wish of the Bodhisattva of the Bodhisattva of the Earth......

Xuan Bei had a lot of thoughts, but he couldn't figure out what happened, which one of the other side was behind the scenes, Amitabha Buddha, or Bodhi Ancient Buddha?

He waved his hand, and the relics left by the Jizo Bodhisattva flew up and fell into his palm.

The Buddha temple washed away the dust, the merit pool gushed out pure water again, the Bodhi tree regained its branches and leaves, the Borneo flowers bloomed brilliantly, and everything was full of vitality.

The Pure Land fell, blending with the original Buddha kingdom of Xuanbei, but it was already unified in a few breaths, making it boundless and able to accommodate endless souls and evil ghosts.

Xuan Bei returned to the center of the Pure Land, holding the Jizo relics and the wheel of life and death of the heavens, and sank into the understanding.

No matter what kind of plan is behind this matter, at least it is suitable for your own wishes!

In this life, there is only one wish!

............

Living in the Jade Void Palace at infinity heights, Meng Qi put away the clear and round light, but the surroundings seemed to be wrapped in darkness, even the illusory time river that flowed through here was no exception, and was curled up by the chaos and infinity with a few variables, hiding some futures!

This is the way to conceal the heavens and the future that belongs to the Infinite Seal.

It is on this that the Golden Emperor relied on this to hide all kinds of possibilities related to his own backwater, and it was not until the last moment that he opened up many new futures!

As for the other shores, of course, they also have their own methods.

Pitch black and deep, chaotic and gloomy, Meng Qi's eyes were half-open and half-closed, as if he was sitting in front of the opening of the sky, the beginning of all beings, but Gu Xiaosang was gone.

............

Dark clouds hung down, the wind howled, the waves were high, and lightning filled the sky, illuminating the darkness.

In this kind of extreme weather, Hugh said that the sea ships did not dare to sail, and even the strong people on location did not want to fly, after all, if they were not careful, they might be struck by lightning, and they would be punished without robbery.

On the edge of a desert island, several young warriors hid in caves, watching the heavy rain fall, their expressions were not panicked, but a little bit of leisurely life.

"You said that this time, when the emperor of the world establishes the Great Zhou on Nagato Island, will there be a big man on the other side?" asked a man with sparse eyebrows.

Another man with barely Zhou Zheng shook his head and smiled: "The big man on the other side is high, and he can destroy the entire real world with his hand, how can it be for such a trivial matter as the establishment of the Great Zhou, unless the emperor of the world can re-enter Middle-earth, destroy the vacuum hometown and the Buddha country on the ground, and unify this world, and now the great thing of humanity ......"

He paused and said: "But no matter what, if the emperor of the people establishes the Great Zhou and rejuvenates humanity, there will be many immortals who will defect, and we will rush to it, and there will be a great opportunity to meet the immortals and join the sect of a certain immortal god." ”

They are warriors in the East China Sea, they got acquainted with each other when they traveled, and they have always wanted to find an opportunity to worship the sect where the immortals are, and seek the way of eternal life, but unfortunately they have been to many island caves, and they have been turned away.

A girl in a pink jacket looked at the man who spoke just now and said: "Brother Tan, when you were born, you were born with a house full of red light, and you had a strange appearance, but it was difficult for the fairy family to enter, and there were many hardships, so you have been stumbling so far, and you will be able to get what you want when you go to Nagato Island." ”

Tan Ping was half bitter and half proud, his eyes casually turned to the outside of the cave, through the rain like a curtain, and saw the sea surface where the waves seemed to swallow the sky.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he saw a young Taoist in a hydration suit and a cloud crown on his head sitting in the rolling waves, no matter how the sea rushed, he never moved.

Immortals?

Meet an immortal here?

Could it be that my fairy fate has arrived?

Tan Ping swallowed and spit, didn't care about greeting his companions, turned into a retreat, and flew away against the torrential rain.

When he came to the seaside, he saw that the young Taoist was still there, but his eyes were deep, and he was watching quietly.

"Junior, Tan Ping, meet the immortal chief. He saluted respectfully, wondering in his heart which mountain, island, and cave immortal god the other party was.

Then he heard Qing Yue's deep voice: "Poor Dao has a pillow, which can reverse time, the mystery is endless, you and I should have a fate today, I can borrow you for a while, but this matter is related to your fate, Poor Dao does not force it, you have to make your own decision." ”

Tan Ping was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then the unwillingness of the past and the longing that he had been longing for came out of his heart, and he did not hesitate to cut the railroad categorically:

"Juniors are willing!"

As soon as the words fell, he saw a red yellow light cast into his arms, and it was a pillow with a little yellow color, on which there were many mysterious patterns and two seal characters:

"Sorghum!"

Tan Ping raised his head, and the waves in front of him surged, and the young Taoist just now was gone.

Which cave is the immortal god?

At this time, his companions rushed over and asked, and after Tan Ping explained slightly, they were all curious, and asked him to try this "yellow rice pillow" when he returned to the cave.

Tan Ping was also itching, rushed back to the cave, tried for a long time, and after eliminating many methods, he lay down, leaned on the yellow sorghum pillow, and let himself fall into a deep sleep.

A faint light appeared in front of him, and Tan Ping woke up suddenly, only to see that the yellow beam pillow had not changed, but the surrounding area was no longer a cave, but an elegantly arranged room, and there was a noisy sound outside.

He listened attentively, and there was a shout echoing:

"The Holy Emperor sacrifices to the sky, and all the evils retreat!"

Holy Emperor?

Holy Emperor Apocalypse?

Could it be that I have gone back to the past?

Tan Ping was a little dumbfounded, he actually went back to the past, this is an adventure that no one has recorded before! )