On the desert island, twenty-four large pearls of five-colored light linger endlessly.

The man who was wrapped in it looked calm, and the aura around him became deeper and deeper, revealing a rich ancient desolation, and if anyone looked at him, he would only feel that he was reading a thick history book.

He is history.

He has gone through eternal reincarnation in the endless spiritual river.

Although these samsaric worlds do not exist, they cannot be said to be false, because these worlds were constructed by the Buddha over hundreds of millions of years.

The world of the Buddha is a record of the real beings, and to some extent there is not much difference from the real world.

In the past 10,000 years, he has seen too many things and searched for too many things.

Every time it was a dream, I woke up suddenly.

But he was not surprised, but calmly rushed to the next life, washed away his memories, experienced life and death, joys and sorrows, and the calamities attached to ordinary people.

Ten thousand lifetimes, millions of years, he stepped on the vast river of time, step by step, step by step, through all kinds of hot and cold worlds, saw all the vicissitudes of life, watched the changes of the world, and suffered all the sufferings of the world.

Along the way...

Dreams are no longer dreams.

Awakening is not awakening.

Those closed eyes slowly opened, and there was a calming gentleness hidden in them.

At this moment, he remembered who he was, and all the remaining violence in his heart was gone, just because after eternity, his black hair naturally turned white, and a silver thread hung down on his shoulder.

Xia Ji stood up.

The whole heaven and earth seemed to tremble, as if a wave of unprecedented visions of heaven and earth was brewing because of this powerful force.

Xia Ji shook his head, so the vision disappeared before it started.

"But it's just a nobody, why make such a big move?"

With a calm expression and a warm smile, he raised his hand to put away Dinghaizhu and changed into an ordinary robe.

I have been a mortal for all generations, and I am still comfortable to wear in this linen cloth.

He tied his silver hair up at random, and turned his head to look around, there was not a single ship in the vast sea.

He sighed helplessly, and then stepped on the waves, and between the sweeps of his body, there was no trace.

People like him would not be tired for a long time, and they would no longer use Bigu Dan to put an end to hunger, but when he saw the sun in the middle of the sky, he still stopped.

I'm used to eating something at noon.

So, he sat on the sea, took some spirit fruits from the storage space and began to eat them.

It is amazing that the fish at the bottom of the sea are not afraid of him at all, and are even attracted to him, and swim towards him and swim around him.

The silver-haired man crushed a spirit fruit and spilled hundreds of broken grains evenly.

When the pieces fall into the water, the fish compete for food.

The silver-haired man fell down comfortably, squinted his eyes under the scorching sun of this troubled world, and said, "This weather is really good." ”

After the fish had finished eating the spirit fruit, they still wanted to eat it, so they all circled him, and one by one even jumped out of the sea with a string of crystal clear bright beads from the sea.

The silver-haired man seemed to be annoyed by these fish, so he looked up at the sky and said, "The spirit fruit is gone, why don't I tell you something." ”

The fish, as if they could understand what he was saying, stopped moving, obediently "moved the little bench" and prepared to listen.

The silver-haired man thought for a moment and spoke: "Dao Ke Dao, very Dao, famous name, very famous..."

A strange fragrance and purple aura emanated from his body, and the sea below him became calmer and calmer.

And if you look at it from a distance, you can see that at this time he is lying under the sea, and I don't know when it is densely packed with fish, I don't know if hundreds of thousands or millions, they are listening to what he said.

Suddenly, the silver man felt something in his heart, his expression changed, he stopped his voice, and said, "It's all gone." ”

The fish are reluctant...

He said again, "Run away." ”

Let's talk about it...

He sat up cross-legged again, his left hand hanging down on his knee, his five fingers naturally stretched towards the sky, and the five fingers of his right hand were calmly spread and pushed out.

This is the Intrepid Seal.

When the Buddha encountered a tiger in a barren mountain with a mortal body, he cast this seal to see the light in his heart.

Now, he also sees the "Tiger".

The fish finally arrived at the horror and swam quickly in all directions, and in an instant.

Only then did the silver-haired man raise his head to the sky, with compassion on his face, and asked, "Why rest in peace?"

His voice may have only traveled a few tens of meters, but its meaning had already been transmitted thousands of light years away.

The light-year-long Kuroshio is like a closed-eyed demon dragon with a loose tail, his eyes moved slightly, as if he felt that there was such a little guy in the world, and this little guy seemed to be very special and connected with himself.

What's even more special is that such a little guy is still asking himself "how to rest in peace".

The "Demon Dragon" was speechless, but his left pupil, which was pitch-black and absorbed, slowly opened, throwing thousands of light-years away, looking at the little man in the world.

Then, the left pupil suddenly began to move, emitting a deep resentful aura, turning into an indescribable, indescribable "thing", disappearing from the lower dimension of space, as if crawling into another dimension...

Xia Ji felt something in his heart, he closed his eyes calmly, he was as immobile as the earth, his meditation was as deep as a secret, his lips moved, and he recited: "All sentient beings who have not been liberated have an uncertain nature. Bad habits are over, and good habits are fruitful. For good and evil, born from one realm to another. Rotate five lanes, no rest. Through the dust. Confusion and obstacles..."

...

...

"Defeated... Defeated!"

"How can this be? Obviously I have worked hard, I have done my best, why, why is this ending?"

"Don't ask... Run, run, run as far away as possible. ”

Whoosh whoosh!!

Swords flew in the sky, volleying into the air, and the fleeing figures plundered the land further north, panicking like a lost dog.

The great array scattered under the Cangxuan Mountain has been shattered.

Han Qi led the army of resentful spirits, and had already broken through the formation, and began to hunt down these scattered cultivators just as he had chased and killed evil cultivators before.

Bai Xiaoye doesn't want to go...

However, her brother told her to go, because she knew a lot of secrets, and the people in the Loose Cultivation Camp would have to follow her in the future, otherwise they would lose their backbone and become a mess.

And the elder brother himself has experienced countless battles, and now he is covered in blood, but he sat back in the center of the Xuan Array, raised his hand, bent his fingers, and used his own residual strength, as well as the remaining strength of the Xuan Array, drew his sword, took out his sword, and slashed out a poignant sword light.

This sword also blocked a lot of resentful monks.

Bai Xiaoye gritted her teeth, her cheeks were already full of tears, she couldn't let down her brother...

The flying sword broke through the air and headed north.

In the north, there is the last shelter of the Yanzhou Terran monks, which is where the Xuanwu Venerable is located.

As for the Church of the Dead, the first pope was still refining the stars on the top of the mountain, and as for the inside, the whole child fell into the "isolation of lies".

Today's pope doesn't even know about the great changes in the world.