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The ice and snow covered everything, chilling the lake and the pavilion, and the condensed ice imprisoned Yuan Lonely.

There was a translucent gloom in the white, and a large area of cold air was released, suppressing Li Yuchen to wake up. His mouth opened again, and a cloud of notes came out of his mouth, the obscure tone froze in an instant, striking the air, rolling ripples straight in front of him.

It's not "uh", it's also like "ah", with some flavor of the origin of Buddha sound, but it's not, in the process of rushing forward, it crashes through layers of thick ice cubes, and violently touches a golden light in the ice cubes.

"Boom!"

It's a bit like an explosion, but there is no sound after the explosion, and Li Yuchen's breathing at this moment is short and rapid.

Yuan Lone's figure disappeared, no longer a human body, but a burst of golden light, silently penetrating the ice, about to break through the ice, but encountered the notes that Li Yuchen shouted with difficulty.

The already scattered golden light spread even more, and the little light burrowed into the layers of ice, and the pure white crystal shimmered with a dazzling splendor like gold.

The dazzling light rushed into his eyes, Li Yuchen immediately closed his eyes, but narrowed an extremely narrow gap, but even so, he still felt that he couldn't see directly, and the feeling of swelling and pain touched his mind from the eyeballs, and there were tears wandering in his eyes.

It was unbearable, but he had to endure it, and between the silence of the voice, the green bamboo flute fell into his hands and stood up in front of him.

"Retreat!" He Qiao opened his mouth and shouted with difficulty.

Her body moved slightly, covering her body with her body, blocking half of Li Yuchen's body behind her. After all, it was caused by her, and the wrong judgment led to the current very urgent situation, which needs to be put to an end by her.

Li Yuchen didn't retreat, he was grateful in his heart, but it was not the time to be grateful, he tried to suppress it, and tried his best to see the golden light that spread out.

"Why are you persistent?" Yuan Lone's voice floated, and he couldn't hear the slightest anger, and there was just calm.

He Qiao didn't answer, the snow-colored long sword was clenched, ready to be swung at any time, and treated it with the most solemn attitude. And this inaudible voice of anger contained an irresistible power that suppressed her soul and made her thoughts stagnate for a short time.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the ground. Yuan Lin read softly, the small voice seemed to be the joint thought of tens of thousands of people, and there was also detachment in the grandeur.

The sound was transmitted in the air, and the speaker had already stopped, but the words never stopped, note after note, back and forth, back and forth, layer upon layer...... It's hard to get back to your mind.

"Shut up!" He Qiao snorted.

The spiritual power drilled into the sound, like an explosion, vibrating in all directions, impacting the cascading magic sound, and a snow-white light danced in the air where pure white and golden intersected.

In the shadow of the sword, the starlight is reflected, the golden yellow in the ice cubes is ejected, and the ice cubes are broken and vibrated like delicate drops.

"Donor, why bother?" Yuan Lone's figure was condensed by the golden light, the Buddha sound in the air disappeared, and the golden body was allowed to be stabbed and cut by the snow-colored long sword.

"Look at you. He Qiao said angrily, "I want to kill you!"

"You're doing it right now, but the result can only be useless. Yuan Xiao said calmly.

He Qiao kept swinging the snow-colored long sword, huffing angrily, and said in a cold voice: "Useless is useless, but I just want to stab you, cut you, and split you...... If you can't kill it, you have to kill it. ”

Hearing this, Li Yuchen felt helpless, and his heart relaxed slightly, but the bamboo flute was still tightly held by both hands.

"I don't go to hell, who does. Yuan Xiao said lightly, ignoring He Qiao, who was angry and busy, and turned to look at Li Yuchen.

Li Yuchen also looked at Yuan Lonely, and at the same time there were some strange thoughts in his heart, like an overturned five-flavor bottle, there were some flavors, and they were still entangled with each other.

"You have a relationship with the Buddha. Yuan Lin nodded lightly and shook his head again, "You have a relationship with the Buddha Master." ”

"How about having a relationship with the Buddha? What about having a relationship with the Buddha? Why don't you say that you have a relationship?" He Qiao stopped and glared at Yuan Lin in a cold voice.

Yuan Lin smiled, raised his head, looked at the sky, and said softly: "In the ancient wars, in order to protect the world, the Buddha Lord was willing to destroy his body and build a supreme Buddha country to accommodate the sincere and benevolent people in the world. ”

"When the kingdom of God was formed, unexpectedly, foreign enemies attacked, and the Buddha Lord broke the shackles of the Three Realms and reincarnation, and sent the kingdom of God into another small world, but he himself was injured because of it. ”

"Due to the countless efforts it took to build the kingdom of God, and the injuries sustained after the battle, the spirit of the Buddha Lord dissipated soon after, scattered into samsara, waiting for Nirvana. ”

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and we are already approaching the point in time when the Buddha deduced Nirvana. ”

Yuan Lonely's words made Li Yuchen think deeply, but his thoughts did not have much to do with the Buddha, and when he felt a dream, he also reached the false reincarnation, and he also thought of his brother in his dream.

"Whatever you say is what you say, and I don't refute it. He Qiao responded coldly, although he indicated that he would not refute, but he would not really agree.

It's like a story, the storyteller tells it, and the listener listens to the story, and as for whether it's true or not, the person who listens to the story will have his own thoughts, and the storyteller doesn't know where to get the story, and it's not necessarily true to know whether it's true or false.

"Hehe, indeed. Yuan Lin smiled lightly, lowered his head, and stared at Li Yuchen, "If you say that you have a relationship with the Buddha, you are related to the Buddha; ”

"You have the breath of the Buddha on you, let me perceive it, and you have come from thousands of miles away, and I think this is enough. As for everything else...... It's all just vanity. ”

"It doesn't matter if you are the Lord of the Buddha or not, as long as you have a relationship with the Buddha and a relationship with the Buddha, everything is already doomed. ”

"So, please come with me. ”

Like the simplest statement, spread out to show the most true fact, Yuan Xiao waved his hand lightly, and the golden light on his body jumped out, as if a little elf happily approached Li Yuchen, from all sides to the center, wrapping him.

"Stop!" He Qiao shouted urgently, the snow-colored long sword brought up the cold, and stabbed at those golden points of light.

Yuan Shan's eyes flashed with calm, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "Everything is already doomed, no matter what you do, it will be in vain." ”

"You bastard!" He Qiao scolded, his body stagnated, and the snow-colored long sword pointed at Yuan Lin again.

"It's doomed, it's just in vain. Yuan Lin stood still in the air, allowing He Qiao to attack in various postures and angles, "Donor, why bother? The bitter sea is boundless, and the shore is the back. ”

He Qiao stopped talking, and the snow-colored long sword released an even more chilling chill, and thoughts flickered quickly in the anger. The left hand touched the right hand, and the storage ring flashed with a black, inconspicuous glow.

Yuan Lin chuckled, and his body that flashed golden light suddenly disappeared, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Li Yuchen.