World.

At this moment, Pan Long felt like he saw a whole world.

The world is divided into several layers, and there are very clear boundaries between each layer.

On the outermost side was the Endless Void, and there seemed to be something in the far distance, but it was impossible to determine at all; Next is the vast sea of stars, the vast stars are endless, nebulae, stars, planets...... Traces of life can even be seen on some planets; One layer further aboard was the star map he was familiar with, and the stars that could be seen at night were scattered far and near, distributed in the star map; Closer is the world separated by the wind, and some large and small worlds float around the world, like several color blocks on a painting; Finally, the center part is......

He felt what he had seen, but he had not left any memory, all the impressions were like water flowing through a sieve, which did not survive, leaving only moist traces, allowing him to remember what had happened.

Come to think of it, this is the "origin" of the world.

He could clearly feel that there was something in him that was like a rope, connecting him to the origin of the world. Other "ropes" loom and seem to be real and virtual, but only two are real and false.

One is strong and firm, with only a few small diaphragms that seem to be able to open it with a single stretch.

He knew that this was the extremely strong merit of himself.

The other "rope" does not feel so strongly, but it is stable and reliable. Most importantly, this connection is the only one that truly penetrates.

Through this "rope", Pan Long and the origin of the Kyushu world have been connected, no matter how the vicissitudes of the sea change in the future, as long as this connection continues, he will not grow old and will not die.

But he also clearly felt that this connection would be broken, and ...... If you want to cut it off, it doesn't count...... At least in his opinion, it is difficult, but it is not impossible.

And this connection has a very strong nature, it is constantly transmitting to itself the idea of "subduing demons and subduing demons and protecting the common people".

The thought is not foreign, but his own—because the connection itself is made up of this thought.

The immortal power that flows from the origin of the world is dyed with such a color through this connection.

Of course, the thought that came from me was very weak. For a while, three years and five years, or even one hundred and eighty years...... None of them should have a significant impact on his mind.

But if it is tens of thousands of years later, maybe he will be significantly affected by this thought, like the Fahai in some versions of the Legend of the White Snake, he is as stubborn as he is, and he is unwilling to allow Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian to live and work in peace and contentment without any quarrel in the world.

Because in his opinion, a demon is a demon, even if it is harmless to humans and animals temporarily, it will still harm people after all. Rather than waiting for them to harm people in the future, it is better to suppress them in advance, so that innocent people will not be harmed in the future.

"It turns out that this is the truth that obsession affects itself?" Pan Long couldn't help but say to himself, "I have achieved immortality with the help of the power of the Demon Suppression Heavenly God, and my obsession should be relatively light compared to ordinary demon gods. Those demon gods who rely entirely on their own obsessions to achieve immortality, if they do not have the right means to resolve them, it is estimated that they will be more than a thousand years short, or three or five thousand years long, and they will definitely be completely occupied by obsessions and turned into stubborn people who only know how to pursue obsessions. ”

"No, that's not the end. If you have been affected by obsession and do not die, in the end, you will probably become a monster that has forgotten even 'survival' itself, and only knows obsession - it knows what it wants to pursue, but it can't even remember how to pursue it, such a chaotic mind can't maintain its sanity, and it doesn't know what pathetic appearance it will become! ”

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder and felt creepy.

No wonder the teacher repeatedly said that the road of the demon god is not easy to walk, I see!

But...... The path of the demon god is also beneficial.

The power that flows from the origin of the world can not only bring immortality, but also transform into corresponding powerful power through the transformation of obsession.

For example, Pan Long himself, the power he obtained was "subduing demons and subduing demons".

The power base can be used for two purposes, one for the eyes and the other for the attack.

When he uses power on his eyes, whether it is a demon or a demon, as long as he has a "bad background" and "misconduct", he will see through it at a glance, unless he also has the original power as a cover, or if there is some means to steal the sky, he should not be able to escape the scrutiny of the eyes.

As for the effect of seeing through, it is necessary to wait for actual verification.

And if you attack with this power, once the opponent meets those two requirements, his attack power will be greatly enhanced. How much is it enhanced...... Pan Long estimated that at the very least, he should be able to kill those opponents who normally have to play ten moves and eight moves, right?

No matter how weak it is, I'm sorry for the resounding name of "Demon God Might".

After all, in this Kyushu world, the power of the demon god is second only to the immortal Buddha supernatural power, and it is already a level that can touch the ceiling, so it should be awesome enough!

Thinking of this, his heart moved.

"An obsession is not enough." He said to himself, "Since you have taken this path, then you will not worry about lice and lice if you have more debts, and you will also take the road of merit!" ”

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, and the shadow of the world appeared in front of him again.

This time, he could see more clearly, and in addition to still not being able to remember the appearance of the "World Origin", he could even clearly see the countless lights outside the World Origin, and understood the meaning of those lights.

Those rays of light are the "Immortal Buddha Road" that has been occupied by people.

Interestingly, there was a lot of faint light in him, echoing some light outside of the world's origin.

As long as he is willing to spend as little as three or five years or ten years as long as he is in retreat, he will be able to open up this path with his own power, and then, just like the teacher, he will succeed in transforming from a demon god to an immortal Buddha.

And he also understood the difference between the "path" of the immortal Buddha and the "obsession" of the demon god.

"Obsession" has a distance, but "road" does not.

Without distance, nature cannot be destroyed or blocked.

Without distance, it is naturally more efficient to obtain the power of the World Origin, and the power of the World Origin will not be polluted.

There is no distance, which means that once connected, it is equivalent to copying your will on the other side of the road, and unless the opponent can modify the origin of the world, there is no possibility of completely destroying you.

"Don't worry, I'll take the path of merit first."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, as if he had wiped some dust off the air, and his body was once again full of gold.

This time, the golden light was not as pure as the last time, but it was more gorgeous. On the top of his head, the back of his head turned into a circle of light wheels, and under his feet turned into layers of lotus platforms, and countless petals condensed in the surrounding air, and the fragrance was overflowing, and there were more praises and eulogies.

At the same time, in all the temples of the Pure Land sect in the Kyushu world, the lotus platform of Amitabha emitted a colorful light, and a lotus flower condensed by green and yellow qi was blooming. And even in the temples of other sects, as long as the statue of Amitabha is enshrined, the statue is full of glory, and there is an old voice that gently and comfortingly says, "Good, good, good."

In the northwest of Yangzhou and the southeast of Zhongzhou, in the small ruined temple on the barren mountain on the border between the two states, Amitabha Zun wore the new monk's robe sent by Bi Lingkong before, and looked in the direction of Shendu with a smile.

"Master Zhao, now there are people of supreme merit who are willing to participate in good deeds with the old monk and stabilize the Pure Land of Bliss with immeasurable merits, can it be regarded as fulfilling the promise of the past?"

No one answered.

"The road you two occupied in the past has not been hidden, this is something that cannot be hidden from everyone, why bother?"

Still no one answered.

"Forget it, it's okay if you don't answer." The old monk smiled slightly, but the barren mountain hidden in the void was supported by the vigorous purple qi that came from all directions at some point, and flew towards the sky.

"The agreement has been fulfilled, and the Pure Land of Bliss has been approved by the Great Xia Emperor. With the luck of Great Xia, the Pure Land of Bliss has been completed. ”

His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the hearts of everyone in Great Xia.

"All sentient beings in the world who are good, when their lives are exhausted, but recite the name of Amitabha, that is, according to their own merits, they turn into the Pure Land of Bliss, and after they have settled down for one lifetime, they will be reincarnated and re-enter reincarnation."

In a restaurant in Yunzhou, Bi Lingkong, who was eating and drinking, was stunned for a moment and laughed.

"Zhao Da is losing a lot this time! He wanted to empty the gloves of the white wolf, but he hung up, and the latter trick was useless, so that the old monk only sat in prison for a thousand years, and he completely completed the Pure Land of Bliss with the luck of Great Xia! ”

Under the pool of the Shendu Palace, the old turtle poked his head out, his eyes full of doubt.

In the depths of a certain volcano, a man dressed in black and white was shocked: "In such a situation, why hasn't the master come forward?" Don't...... Could it be that he and Mr. Wen were both defeated and suppressed each other to form an endless circle? ”

"That's not right! In the years that followed, he was clearly in power......"

"Why is this happening? It doesn't make sense! ”

Inside the volcano, the screams of unspeakable penguins echoed.