"Poor monk Kukai, I have seen the benefactor."

The monk smiled, folded his hands, and bowed his head slightly.

"Yu An Weidong has seen the mage, I don't know why the mage called me?"

An Weidong fell from the clouds and stood opposite the monk.

"The poor monk has lived in the ancient temple in the mountains for a long time, but he has also admired the name of the monk for a long time.

"I hope the layman will forgive me for disturbing me."

The monk just smiled, his clear eyes full of the vicissitudes of compassion that he was accustomed to seeing the suffering of the world.

"The name of the mage, I have heard of it for a long time, and I have been friends for a long time."

"Still."

"Master Gui is the Nine Sages of Dongying, and today he is not teaching in Xiangguo Temple to solve doubts, isn't he perceiving the livelihood and suffering of people in a foreign land, and coming to this place of blood and light calamity to surpass the undead?"

An Weidong put away the smile on his face.

"Since the layman knows that there is a bloody calamity in front of him, why is he in a hurry to go with the remaining strength of his old age?"

"The trust of the country, the robe suffers. Even if there are thousands of dangers, they will do their best to serve the country. ”

"The layman is noble, and the poor monk is taught." One of the monks bowed and bowed.

"The young eagle will eventually spread its wings, and the red dust will be varied, and it will be experienced in the WTO and know its true taste; The road is long, the footsteps are measured, and it is easy to know. It's been a long time, so why not let go of the younger generations and open their eyes to see the world. ”

The monk's eyes were slightly closed, and he muttered a whisper, as if intertwined with Sanskrit sounds.

"The mage is a great talent, but the years have changed, and the fire is endless. I always have a kind of inheritance in Huaxia, but the predecessors planted trees and the later generations enjoyed the shade. ”

"The younger generations can go through storms and natural disasters, but before letting go of the younger generations, the predecessors always have to take away the man-made disasters that try to dig up the roots and cut off the seeds."

"Okay, seeing the mage by chance today is also a fulfillment of my wish. The coming day is long, and Ann has something to do first. ”

"Mage, leave it at that!"

An Weidong waved goodbye, and was about to get up, when the monk's body suddenly appeared Sanskrit, and the golden light was magnificent!

"What does the mage mean?"

With a sneer in his heart, An Weidong's long-accumulated strength was brewing at a high speed under the wide Tang suit that fluctuated and fluctuated!

"Amitabha."

"There is a lot of disturbance, and I hope the layman will stop!"

Hand hold the lotus lampstand, blow the gas and light the lamp. The monk stepped forward and bowed his head and shouted!

"I have long heard that Dongying recommended the master as the most tender person in the world, who can lower his eyebrows for a flower, stop for a cloud, and be moved by a drop of rain. It is not only to sweep the floor without hurting the lives of ants, but also to cherish the moth gauze lamp. ”

"Why is it that today I am covered in blood, blocking my way, allowing people to slaughter living beings, and the souls of the dead wailing!"

An Weidong was furious, and his eyes were wide! The words seem to be with wind and thunder, and the words are deeply exciting!

"The millet of the country is difficult to bear a bowl of fireworks in the world."

"Cultivation in the world, in the end, you will be trapped in greed, hatred, and infatuation, and you will not be able to jump out of such a dust net even if you fall into the mud and red dust."

"The trust of the country, the layman is not strange."

The monk's eyes flashed with gold, chanting Sanskrit scriptures, his face was full of compassion and Buddha, and his murderous heart was prominent.

"I often hear the appearance of the Bodhisattva, and I see compassion a few times."

"Dongying Holy Monk, but it's the same!"

"Anjushi, I'm in the picture!"

"Humph! Dongying Wa Kingdom, wolf ambition, isn't the education of the things of the year not deep enough? I made a difficult choice in China, and finally let go of the bloody hatred and returned to Huaying as an equal and friendly. You have been lurking and planning for a long time, and now you want to resurrect the ashes and start the war again, which can be described as a bad person! ”

An Weidong paused word by word, righteous words, straight words, and in the end, thunder and electric anger, the sound was like thunder!

"The land is vast, the population is large, and China is fortunate to have such good materials, but I don't know how to protect them. Dongying is only a small land, natural disasters are not stopped, and there are many people and things. The world says equality, when will it be equal? ”

The monk's eyes were cold, as if he was sneering and contemptuous.

"The so-called equality is not the same environment that is born and is not more important than the average of resources, but the equality of development opportunities and the equality of opportunities for people to pursue happiness. You only said that China has abundant resources and vast resources, and you can think about the blood and sweat of our Chinese ancestors for generations! ”

"There was an ancestor Qin Shishu County guard, Li Bing and his son controlled the water and built the capital Jiangyan, turning the land of bad waters into a country of abundance! There are also Ling Canal, Zheng Guo Canal, and the Grand Canal, and so on. Why didn't our ancestors in China fight out of the harsh environment and achieve the fertile soil of today's China! ”

"Amitabha, the battle of tongues, it is useless to say more."

"Amitabha."

"The poor monk recites thousands of volumes of scriptures, only to know that all sentient beings are suffering, and there is only one way to purify all sentient beings: the bliss of rebirth."

"Layman, be careful!"

"Great Brahma Dragon!"

Recite a low voice, and the golden light shines! The lamp and candle flame in the monk's hand swayed, the lamp oil stirred up against the current, and a strange roar came from the lamp, and the next moment, the huge golden figure rushed out of the candle flame and went straight to An Weidong!

"Tenryu? It's ridiculous, but a reptile is also worthy of being called a dragon! ”

An Weidong laughed and shouted, and a black Tang suit suddenly burst. The steel and iron bones of the tiger's back and wolf's waist were exposed! It's hard to imagine that a gray-haired old man in twilight could have such a strong and powerful tendon meat!

The blood is surging, and the fist is breaking the wind.

"There are jackals in the way."

"Then we will tear down the skin and bones, so as to protect the mountain people, and return the three points of clarity in this world!"

"Fight!"

"Amitabha, the layman is in the face."

......

The sea of clouds is shattered, the razer riots, the wind and rain are fierce!

The holy light that pierced through the sea of clouds locked onto the person who was playing the qin in front of the valley with a terrifying aura like a damnation!

Through the scorching light of death, Xu He saw the true form of the thing!

A bloodstained sackcloth with a faintly human-like face.

There was great majesty and terror in the dried bloodstains, as if that was the final point of death, endless fire burning, endless despair enveloping the dark world!

On the sackcloth, the faint human face is full of endless bewitching power, obviously far away, but you can clearly see that human face, you can clearly see that face, you can clearly see that face in your eyes, but your consciousness is a confused chaos, indescribable, indescribable!

There seemed to be an endless cacophony of voices echoing in my ears, and it seemed that everything was a nihilistic illusion, and there was only endless dead silence in my head. It seems that someone is muttering in his ear all the ways and principles of the world, all the unknowns are clear and clear in the breath, the brain is awake and is impacted by the huge flood of information, and the soul seems to be quickly burst by unprecedented fullness and satisfaction at the moment of looking at that face!

From the moment that cloth appeared, invisible fluctuations spread rapidly like a plague.

Before the valley, the paper figure of the protector was ignited in an instant, turning into a raging fireball, but he didn't do anything strangely, just like a paper man worshipping his ancestors, just burning quietly.

An Xia and Lao Dao were like walking corpses with lost souls, and there was only that dazzling holy light in their empty eyes! White flames flowed out from the Seven Orifices and burned, and their bodies exuded an astonishingly hot temperature, and there was a faint smell of meat in the air!

"Humph!"

Qi Tu screamed, as if he was in the polar region in an instant, and the cold and biting wind blew away the fire burning on the three of Anxia, removing the inexplicable restlessness and soul-like chaos and emptiness. The paper man also returned to normal, bowed respectfully to Qi Tu, and then stood silently beside An Xia, continuing his duty to protect the Lord.

"The Shroud?"

"Yes, the corpse master does have some strength."

Qi Tu quietly looked at the holy light that penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Is this the legendary relic, the legendary Murray relic, the mysterious and strange Shroud of Turlington stained with the blood of the Lord?"

"Sure enough, it's terrifying!"

"Until today, I know that my previous life was wasted, and my cultivation is so unbearable!"

Zhang Laodao, who came back to his senses, said bitterly, he didn't dare to look at the terrifying thing anymore, and even turned his back silently, not daring to face the strange valley.

An Xia, who calmed down, just hugged Wu Xi, who was trembling with her head down, and her jade hand gently stroked Wu Xi's thick white hair, as if comforting her and herself.

The heavenly damnation finally pierced through the figure, and in the bright light, the guqin fell, and the sound of the qin was cut off.

Xu He is dead?

Yes, he must be dead! Under the Lord's wrath, no one can escape! Hahaha!

The revenge was avenged, Leonard Mores laughed, his cloudy eyes filled with sadness, and with the violent coughing up of blood, he embarrassedly covered the smooth section of his right arm that was cursed to bleed and could never be recovered because of the sacrifice of the forbidden holy relic.

"Draenip, go all the way, my grandson."

"Grandpa has avenged you! Ahem~"

Blood spurted and blood stained gray hair.

Leonard, who had consumed too much, gradually blurred his consciousness, and he held the cracked silver scepter, propped up his tired body, and finally took a look at the valley of the holy light. Turning around step by step, he let the blood on his right arm drip wantonly, swaying and shaking the increasingly rickety old body. In the bleak wind and cold rain, he stepped on the muddy water and rotten leaves, and slowly left.

"The Holy See belongs, so it must be ordered to gather here."

"Raze this place to the ground."

"After tonight, I don't want a shred of life here!"

Invisible fluctuations were heard, the temple bells of the brightly lit Turington churches rang, and the trembling congregants struggled to their feet, and arrived in silence......

The guqin fell, and coincidentally landed firmly in front of An Xia, who was red in the corners of her eyes. She carefully stroked the seven still vibrating strings, and looked at the scorched tail in distraction.

The girl's heart was over before it began.

Qi Tu laughed teasingly, this old boy is still doing this?

A pair of clean eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the illusory figure through the brilliant holy light in the valley.

"Yo! Enough fun! Coming to a peach blossom? ”

"No, this girl is a talented pianist, just right, I'm leaving, and it's a waste to lose this inheritance. Why not pass it on to future generations, it can be regarded as a gift of karma. ”

"Hey, the Xu family is a selfless rotten good person. Yo! It's still you, Xu He. ”

"Hey, I'm leaving. Always leave some hole cards for Xu Anchuan's kid, this girl has a deep background in this world, and she always has to take more care of that kid depending on her feelings. ”

"Sure enough, how could Xu He make a loss-making business. A scorched tail piano, three points of inheritance magic, in exchange for half of this kid's life. ”

"Prizes, prizes!"

"This is just the icing on the cake and a helpless move, in the final analysis, my junior still has to rely on Lord Qi Tu to take care of it."

"Of course, that kid owes me a lot of lives now, and how can he afford to pay it back if he doesn't give me a few lifetime jobs. For the clerk, I still take care of him enough, at least he can't die for the time being until the debt is paid off. ”

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot to mention it! Master Qitu, remember to record all the dead debts owed by my Xu family to this kid, anyway, we are all for him, so leave this little thing to him! ”

"Oh, on the stall of your ancestors, Xu Xiaozi is also a son of good luck, and he can't even find the archway when he throws an ancestor board angrily."

"Prizes, prizes!"

The two looked at each other, and the silent exchange ended happily.

The brilliant light gradually extinguished, and the rushing streams in the valley vaporized and disappeared in the violent fluctuations, leaving only dry stone powder.

The clouds converged again, the wind howled, the torrential rain continued, and the thunder roared, and the rain fell on the valley and instantly evaporated.

Xu He disappeared and never seemed to have been in the world.

Above the cocoon, there are dense cracks.

Surrounded by black gas, Abe and the god Yatsumata are a stone's throw away from the cocoon!

Under the huge white cocoons hanging high above the trees, the figure that looked up was so small at the moment.

"See through the eyes of the mist!"

Trying to appease the more and more riotous and even crazy Shikigami on his left shoulder, Abe's pure black eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Click~"

Little by little, the white cocoon shattered, like a chick pecking through an eggshell.

Little by little, the dark red light gradually penetrated the rift! The ominous and tyrannical aura bound by the white cocoon slowly descended on the world.

The restless god shrouded in black air on his shoulders finally couldn't suppress it, and rushed to the white cocoon in Abe's surprised gaze, lying on top of the largest crack under the white cocoon.

The black aura gradually dissipated under the dark red light, and the mysterious Shikigami finally revealed its true face.

A small black snake with two hideous heads and a single horn!

His eyes showed a humanized greedy red light, and the two hideous snake heads were close to the white cocoon crack, and the single horn on the head lit up with a red edge, stabbing into the crack fiercely!

The tyrannical madness overflowed slightly, and the little snake spat out the letter, and couldn't wait to poke its head into the crack, gulping down the tempting breath. The figure of the little snake is visibly growing rapidly, and there is even a sarcoma bulge in the middle of the two hideous snake heads, constantly shaking wildly!

"The breath of the Yaki Great Snake God?"

"Nope! This breath has the same roots, but it seems to be higher and deeper! ”

"Hey, whatever he is, this is the perfect tonic for Yatsumata!"

"Unexpected joy, great joy haha!"

Looking at the increasingly powerful Shikigami Yamata, and feeling the crazy and powerful feedback power in his body, Abe Shinichiro's indifferent face unconsciously showed a strange smile.

In the corner he didn't know, Xu He's remaining invisible figure waved goodbye to Qi Tu, and step by step, walked along the invisible air steps to the giant cocoon.

The night rain was still falling, and the wind was more urgent.

Xu He stood in front of the giant cocoon, his residual strength exhausted, completely exhausted, and he struggled to maintain the existence of a transparent and invisible image.

When he closed his eyes, his forehead was lightly pressed against the giant cocoon, and the vicious head of the karmic moth was separated from the cocoon.

Slowly, they merged and converged, and Xu He completely disappeared into the world.

In the belly of the karma moth, above the sea of blood, the silver-white phosphorescence that gathered and flowed seemed to feel something. What began as a restless riot slowly calmed down.

The corpse of the huge Prometheus Eagle was corroded and dissolved by the sea of blood, and only the last bit of feather flesh on the eagle's back floated in the sea of blood, carrying two "corpses" whose fate was unknown and continued to float with the waves.

On the back of the eagle, the hole in Xu Anchuan's chest was filled by the new flesh buds, and the thin stream formed by the flowing phosphorescent dots slowly filled the vacant position of the heart, slowly rising and falling as the eagle corpse drifted in the sea of blood, like a beating silver-white heart!

In the dark soul realm, the silver ladder that leads to the sky slowly collapses and shortens, and only the lonely climber Xu Anchuan continues to work endlessly.

In the bright and bright world, the girl who was sitting alone on the ground, curled up with her head bowed, suddenly raised her head.

"You're here?"

"Well, I'm back, unexpected."