On the earth, which was full of darkness and suffering, the young monk Lingxu put his hand on Qinglong's forehead, and the ancient Buddha sound continued to vibrate in his body.

Only in a few breaths.

The dying green dragon actually regained its vitality at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The dragon's groan, which could not be shouted, resounded over the dark land once again.

And Lingxu's face also became extremely pale.

Until half a quarter of an hour later, the green dragon was still withered, but it was full of life power. In the wounds all over the body, there are golden Buddhist texts, which are healing rapidly.

Lingxu fell from the void, looking at the green dragon overhead who was looking down at him, and a smile appeared on his face, "Amitabha!"

"You...... It's finally here!"

At this moment, a vast and ancient voice rang out in the void.

Lingxu raised his head and looked at the green dragon with a little confusion. He knew that it was the behemoth in front of him who spoke. However, it didn't know why the green dragon had said this.

Do you know yourself?

"The donor knows the little monk?"

Lingxu looked up and asked.

"I don't know you!"

Only in the blink of the green dragon's eyes, above his huge head, there was suddenly a light condensation. But in half an hour, where the light condensed, an illusory remnant soul appeared.

That......

is a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

He was tall and tall, with long hair in the wind. The surface is like a deep-sea reef, which is not deep, but it has a somewhat unruly color. The short beard gives the latter a very charming and majestic look.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in green clothes looked at the white-clothed little monk sitting cross-legged below, dusting his sleeve robe, "Your body has condensed five Buddha God relics!"

"Tuoba Fu, the leader of the Zuo Jiaming Sect back then, was only five of them!"

Well?

The little monk of Lingxu snorted suspiciously, he silently looked at the statue of the Heavenly Shura God in his body, and lowered his eyelids slightly after being surprised.

With countless Buddhist secrets in his mind, he naturally knows what the relics of the Buddha are.

But he had forgotten how he had the five Buddha relics.

Maybe it's because I've been asleep for three years that some of my memories are missing.

Subsequently......

The little monk of Lingxu noticed another problem, he looked up at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, and said calmly: "The donor claims to be from the Zuojia Ming Sect, but he is a member of the Demon Sect?"

"Demon Cult?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi raised his voice, and then laughed disdainfully, "Exactly, what can it be?"

The young monk's face tightened, and his body couldn't help but take two steps back, and a monstrous Buddha light also appeared behind him. He had just woken up, but he knew ......

Demon Sect, for the sake of the common people!

As a Buddhist, my lifelong belief is to purify all sentient beings.

Therefore, since ancient times, it has been difficult for Buddha and demon to stand together.

"Why? When they heard that the deity was a member of the Demon Sect, they wanted to kill me? Didn't the Buddhists say that saving a person's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and that they want to purify all sentient beings? Am I not one of the sentient beings? I am not a human life?"

"Although I have entered the demon path in your eyes, why don't you give it a try? Maybe the deity can be saved?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi said with a smile.

"Amitabha!"

The little monk clasped his hands together, and then shook his head, "In Buddhism, there are also precepts to kill for the sake of protecting the living, and cutting karma is not killing people!"

"You little monk, you're not pedantic!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled, he sat on top of the head of the green dragon, and continued: "Then the countless souls on the dark earth of suffering, do you cross or not?"

The little monk pursed his lips with difficulty.

He turned his head to look around, looking at the countless roaring and terrible souls in the void around him, and his heart couldn't help but feel compassion.

At this moment, he clearly knew that if he wanted to cross these souls. Then the person in the Tsing Yi Demon Sect in front of him may be able to escape from here.

If you don't cross......

...... My Buddha is compassionate!

On top of the head of the green dragon, the middle-aged man in green clothes did not speak, but quietly waited for the young monk's choice.

And on the dark earth, the young monk also fell into the battle between heaven and man.

He didn't know whether to let this land regain the light of Buddhism and surpass everything! Or to leave the middle-aged in Tsing Yi here, so that countless unjust souls could never be reborn.

He never imagined that as soon as he woke up, he would have to experience such a great mental torture.

......

In the Garan Stupa, the dozen or so true Buddhas who woke up were also silent. Butterfly

They couldn't see the picture in the Great Thunder Sound Temple, but they could deduce from the shaking of the Great Thunder Sound Temple that Lingyu would make a choice after entering the place of suffering.

......

Agnosticly.

Li Baiyi stood on top of the high cliff of the abyss, his white clothes looked at the vast void with his hands in his hands, and his breathing deliberately slowed down at some point.

Seem......

He was also waiting for the choice of the little monk called Lingxu.

......

"Amitabha!"

On the earth of suffering, a high-pitched Buddha voice finally sounded.

I saw the little monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, surrounded by the monstrous Dharma, like a big sun shining on the world. The last vestige of Buddha and god power in his body swept out, covering the entire heaven and earth.

Rumble.

Boom, boom, boom.

Rumble......

At this moment, the entire dark heaven and earth shook.

Above the nine heavens, a huge Buddha God phantom appeared looking down on the world.

The Buddha's body is wrapped in golden avenue rules, and there are 18,000 rosaries in his hand, and every moment the rosary turns, there is a ray of Buddha light sprinkled on the vast earth.

Under the light of the Buddha, those illuminated souls disappeared from this space in an instant.

They were overtaken and taken away.

In the vast void, the ancient Sutra of the Past Life vibrates like the thunder of heaven and earth, holy and compassionate, grand and solemn.

Below, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi on the head of the green dragon stood up, he looked at the Buddha God covering the sky above his head, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

He gently arranged his robe, and then bowed to the Buddha God, "Xue Hanqing has to see the ancient Buddha God and listen to the sound of the Great Dao, and he is fortunate to have three lives!"

Below, the little monk of Lingxu was also shocked by this scene.

He didn't know why the power of the Buddha God existed in his body.

But he didn't expect that the power of the Buddha and God would shine on the heavens and the earth, and in a moment and a half, he would surpass the countless souls who had died in vain in this endless land.

And then, Lingxu also looked at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi above the green dragon.

I saw that he was also bathed in the monstrous Buddha light.

He, too, is fading.

It's just that, along with it, there is also a reclining Buddha-like majestic mountain poured by thousands of miles of molten iron, which gradually sat up.

Oh......

At this moment, the green dragon roared.

The broken body of the green dragon, which spans thousands of miles, is struggling frantically, trying to escape from this place.

Knort.

Sonorous.

Sonor!

In this world of suffering, the eighty-one divine chains that trapped the body of the green dragon were breaking one by one.

This allowed the green dragon to roar and take off.

And the middle-aged man in green clothes on the head of the green dragon looked up at the Buddha God with a smile on his face.

It seems that because of the passing of middle age, the green dragon has an extraordinarily powerful power, which is like a sacrificial ritual.

It seems that because of the monstrous compassion of the Buddha God, all living beings should be free. This caused the eighty-one iron cables to break in turn.

In the void, the green dragon danced.

However, it was screaming and crying, and he turned to look at the faded middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, and reached out his huge dragon claws, wanting to hold them in the palm of his hand.

However, it can't.

"Old friend, there will be a time to say goodbye!"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi smiled with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and patted the head of the huge green dragon, "When this little monk appears to wake us up, it means that your next master should appear! Don't be resentful, don't be sad, you can miss me, but you must not dislike the new master!"

"You are the greatest and most powerful Qinglong Destiny in this world, and your master should also fight through the Nine Heavens and become an immortal powerhouse with you!"

Oh......

In the void, the green dragon screamed sadly, and his eyes wept blood.

The smile on the face of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi became brighter and brighter, he patted Qinglong's head and touched his forehead with his forehead, "I'm leaving!"

The moment the words fell, the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi disappeared quickly.

And in the ears of the little monk, the last wild laughter of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi also sounded:

"The thousand-year-old wait is just for today's hurried meeting and parting! I believe that one day, you will carry the banner of this world. Remember, my name is Xue Hanqing! The leader of the Qinglong Sect of Zuojia Ming Sect - Xue Hanqing!"