The Great Universe of the Heavenly Realm.

Looking at the trace of Buddha's breath that gradually disappeared into the space, Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a move of his right hand, he received Yi Tianxing's body from the light of thousands of Buddhas beside him, and put the corpse into it with a net bottle.

The light gradually changed and colored, and the surrounding cosmic space played a role, and finally the light and dust settled, revealing the supreme treasure body of Amitabha Buddha. The treasure body lies between heaven and earth, about hundreds of thousands of miles high, and naturally a coercion is pressed on the universe - a magnificent light Buddha, the Buddha face is soft, and the treasure is brilliant!

Amitabha Buddha opened his eyes, and the light of two distant stars shone through: "You...... It's finally here. ”

The statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva is solemn, but in front of this towering giant Buddha, it looks very small and weak, like a small bird flying in front of the majestic mountain cliff. He bowed his head slightly, saluted the light in front of him that seemed to encroach on all the space around him, and then lowered his eyebrows to the Buddha in the heavy golden light and said, "I have seen my father." ”

The light Buddha did not move, but a loud voice resounded in the universe: "You take the boy's corpse away." ”

"Yes. Guanyin Bodhisattva bowed again and prepared to leave. Suddenly, the light in this universe lit up, shining brightly all around, and the Bodhisattva frowned slightly, looking at the unclear place of the Buddha's light, where there was a faintly powerful force fluctuating, and the stars were all pulled by this fluctuation.

Guanyin Bodhisattva knew that his father's heart was moved. As soon as he saw the face of Amitabha, he called his father and did not say anything about it. Although he didn't expect to be able to use the feelings of the world back then to bind his mind, it was not a redundant move.

"Leave the boy's body behind. ”

The ball of light that filled the earth, and the voice of Amitabha Buddha came slowly, for some reason. The supreme lord of the Buddha realm reversed the promise he had made.

Guanyin Bodhisattva's eyebrows were raised very beautifully, and his faint gaze looked at the light group without showing weakness, and said faintly: "Since my father has already killed Yi Tianxing, why do you want to keep his body, does my father really ignore my relationship with Yi Tianxing for several lifetimes? Do you really want to force the child to be disrespectful to his father?"

In the light cluster, a faint hint of laughter came out, the laughter was very light, but it seemed to contain an incomparably cold: "Stay." ”

As the words came out, the light suddenly dispersed, and the thick point of condensation could no longer be seen. Just evenly spread out from all sides. Go to the treasure body of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the light condensed in all directions, and the red mole in the center of his eyebrows became brighter and brighter.

And then he shot.

Out one hand, two hands, three hands, ten hands, a hundred hands, a thousand hands. 10,000,000,000......,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 Catch that one ray of light, two rays of light, three rays of light, and even countless grains of light.

Immeasurable light, countless lights, converged towards the Guanyin Bodhisattva Earth Treasure Statue, but were gently held by the countless divine hands stretched out behind the Guanyin Bodhisattva Treasure Statue!

Each hand is like a green lotus that is about to bloom. Catch the light and catch the shadows, gently pluck a speck of light dust by your side, it seems that it will never be able to stay. The elusive light, under the hands of Guanyin Bodhisattva, has become a small tadpole of light like a substance, gently held by his index finger, no matter how the light dust beats, but it can't break free.

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After a long time, this space was much darker, and those light and dust stopped struggling in those Guanyin Bodhisattva divine hands that looked very strange and terrifying, and gradually dimmed. Only a slightly hot background is left in this space like an ownerless spirit, these slightly hot background temperatures are too low, even a little dark, but if you look closely, you will find that it is a little brighter than the real background in the universe.

Uniform and balanced smooth grain application.

"Idiot. ”

Amitabha Buddha said this term for the second time, and there was a hint of tiredness and sadness in his voice, and then he disappeared into this space.

The hissing sound, like countless snakes wriggling, Guanyin Bodhisattva was expressionless, his eyes were closed, and the countless terrifying hands behind him were withdrawn from his treasure image, the treasure image Qingguang had been completely decayed, looking innocent, and the movements were extremely slow and mechanical, as if there was no autonomous consciousness. The bottle he was holding in his left hand didn't move at all, and the faint crack was as pitiful as Yi Tianxing's thick body in the bottle.

A clear shadow flew from the sky and landed in front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and before the clear shadow could speak, he took out a small pot from his arms, handed it to the Bodhisattva's lips, and poured it in. Then he took out all kinds of magic weapons, scattered them to the space around him to guard, and then stretched out his hands and gently grabbed Guanyin Bodhisattva's thin wrists.

There was a circle of light behind that Qingying, which was the top figure of Taoism.

As he held Guanyin Bodhisattva's wrist, the clear light circle behind him was getting lighter and lighter, I don't know how long it took, when he saw that the clear light circle was about to dissipate without a trace, the man finally shouted: "Wake up!" and then drifted away tens of thousands of miles, quietly staring at Guanyin Bodhisattva.

With this shout, Guanyin Bodhisattva opened his eyes and woke up.

Countless rays of light burst out from his treasure image! Without a single sound, it just burst open violently, turning into countless beautiful rays of light, scattering in all directions of this universe, and the treasure image of the Bodhisattva is in this light, looking extremely majestic!

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"I didn't think he would kill you. The clear shadow floated back to the bodhisattva at this time, gently brushed the long beard under the chin, and said with a smile.

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled slightly, and looked at the green bottle in his hand: "Before, I also wanted to kill him, but I didn't succeed." ”

"Unexpectedly, the Bodhisattva's supernatural powers are so clever that Amitabha Buddha was also seriously injured. ”

"Tianzun ......" Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and looked at the Yuan Shi Tianzun beside him, but for some reason, he suddenly stopped talking, thinking about the true realm of Guanyin Bodhisattva. Even his comrade-in-arms was seen for the first time.

"I can't imagine that I haven't seen it for many years, and the realm of immeasurable light in the land of Amitabha Buddha has become so round and terrifying. Yuan Shi Tianzun was thoughtful.

The two real supernatural powers, the great powers, although they did not speak. But they all know what the other party wants to ask for. Tianzun expressed his attitude with three surprises, with a trace of friendly concern, a trace of Daomen, and a trace of Tianzun's due bystander attitude.

"The Dao cycle also has something to do with your side. ”

"Yes, so I watched the two children, Jade Emperor and Zhenwu, toss and turn, but never said anything, because even I don't know who is right and who is wrong. "Yuan Shi Tianzun is behind. The mellow light behind him gradually brightened.

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled: "Since Tianzun's mind has been decided, then it depends on how the Jizo King Bodhisattva is." ”

Yuan Shi Tianzun suddenly looked at him very seriously. Shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "Why do you father and son, killing and killing, seem to be emotionless?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva looked at the light that was disappearing at a very fast speed, and his face was kind and serene.

"Where is Amitabha at this time?"

"He can't kill me, but I can't keep him with all my might. ”

"But Yi Tianxing is dead. ”

"Yes, so Maitreya is going to give birth. ”

Guanyin smiled, but the skin on his face began to darken. A dead ash slowly eroded his whole body, and the true damage of Amitabha Buddha's immeasurable light began to show terrifying power. The Bodhisattva didn't seem to care, still wanted to maintain that quiet smile, but his eyebrows slowly fell, and even the red mole in the center of his eyebrows had some subtle black spots, which gradually rotted.

"After all, I am no match for the Buddha. "The Bodhisattva made a final decision on this seemingly imminent war.

Yuan Shi Tianzun smiled and said: "Since the soul of Tong Zi yīn has entered the underworld, the rest of the matter is not out of our control, I will send you back to Putuo to recuperate." ”

This supreme figure of Taoism. Knowing that those lights, those hands, was one of the most shocking events in the history of the Buddha Land. The war between Guanyin Bodhisattva and Amitabha Buddha resulted in irreversible damage to Guanyin Bodhisattva, and Amitabha's light was much lighter. Amitabha Buddha should have sensed his presence and was worried about the situation in the underworld, so he left.

Tianzun just looked at it indifferently, after all, his identity was there. And he still has some doubts hidden deep in his heart, is this friend who has been friends for thousands of years really only the kind of strength he showed just now?

"Why do you have to leave Yi Tianxing's physical body? Even at the expense of an official showdown with Amitabha. ”

"If ......," Guanyin replied lightly, "All I said was if, if the monkey came out, I would have to return his corpse to him." ”

"That's it?"

"That's it. ”

The war in the underworld continues, because of the Guanyin Bodhisattva puja and suspended the war in the earth and heaven, after Yi Tianxing left Putuo Mountain, it began violently and boringly, I don't know how many heavenly gods and heavenly soldiers fell into the underworld because of sins, and they will not be able to live forever.

There are five hundred years of souls that should be reincarnated in the underworld, and I don't know how many billions of living beings, so with the addition of hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers, I don't feel how crowded, but it adds a lot of excitement, just as the so-called "go to Quantai to gather the old department, and kill Yama with a banner of 100,000", the Arctic rebels of Zhenwu, after descending into the underworld, before the divine consciousness was dispersed, still gathered under the command of the leader, and the dead soldiers of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall naturally joined another camp according to the situation in the heavenly realm.

Now the situation in the underworld is not complicated, the king of the earth and the bodhisattva of Zhenwu are in the sky and the earth, and they are both engaged in the cause of unmasking. The true martial arts are against the heavenly court, and the king of the earth is against the head of the Buddha land today, the Western Pure Land - the king of the earth is leading the hundreds of millions of ghosts in the underworld, wanting to kill a passage and lead directly to the world, while the Western Pure Land is leading countless strong people and blocking the front of those white bone ghost armies.

The number of ghosts in the underworld naturally has the absolute upper hand, but the Heavenly Court has increased its troops to the underworld, and in the more than 100 years of the Western Pure Land, it has continuously sent the strong people in the Pure Land to the underworld, so the strength is still to win over the Western Pure Land and the Heavenly Court. The whip of the Heavenly Court was only a dozen kilometers away from the White Bone Pagoda where the ghosts of the underworld were bound.

Fortunately, the Erlang God is here! This killing god has single-handedly competed with many powerhouses in the Heavenly Court and the Pure Land.

So, on the land of the underworld of the reckless black plains. There is only one front, a clear front between friend and foe. That line is a snow-white sè ground, which is composed of the body and bone powder of the dead souls on both sides, continuous war, on that line, I don't know how many yīn souls have been scattered, how many white bones have been crushed, and the thick white bones stained with dead ashes have been chopped, crushed, stepped into the black soil, and turned up again. After a long time, the soil on that line that was dozens of meters thick was also dyed into a light white sè.

The whiteness of the forest. The two sides are deadlocked on both sides of the white line, unable to advance and do not want to retreat.

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There is also a battle on the white line today, as usual. On the battle line that stretched for thousands of kilometers, the underworld soldiers sent down by Zhenwu were fighting in the air with the heavenly soldiers on the other side of the white line, and they fell from the sky one after another, smashing the ground about four kilometers wide and a piece of bone meal on the white land. It's like catkins and the wind is in the way.

Behind the underworld, a dark cloud is slowly floating, above the dark cloud, in addition to black and white, the only bright sè in the underworld, is sitting cross-legged, the light goose yellow robe gives the person a trace of nobility, and there is a faint black light on the dragon socks and flying phoenix hat. With a hint of depravity, the soles of the golden boots he wore on his feet were a dead mass. There are dots of bone powder on it, and there is also the spiritual blood of the Pure Land Arhats, and the aura of lore rises spontaneously.

Behind the heavenly soldiers, there were countless white clouds, the immortal generals of the heavenly court fighting on the clouds and the Arhats and Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land side, countless eyes, all staring at the dark clouds.

Behind the white clouds, a flash of lightning suddenly struck, and a dragon-like whip shadow could be faintly seen cutting through the lifeless land.

Erlang God slowly opened his eyes, the willow-like heavenly eyes between his eyebrows suddenly opened, a bright light flashed, and the three-pointed two-edged spear in his hand came out of his hand, turning into a black light, passing through the chest of an arhat who crossed the white line, and then returned to his hand along a strange trajectory.

Before he made a move, he had killed a person, and the trajectory of this gun was too weird, so when the dragon-like whip shadow in the distance suddenly roared and fell, it only split a trace of afterimage, and the whip shadow fell, regardless of the enemy or me, it was actually shattered tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers and soul soldiers, and the power of whipping the earth to destroy the heavens and kill the gods made those immortal arhats above the white clouds also a little agitated, and almost fell into the clouds.

"Whip the gods. Erlang God sat on top of the dark clouds, yawned, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his extremely handsome face, "I don't want to be a god, how can you beat me?"

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Because Zhenwu sent many soldiers to the underworld, the group of ghosts and white bones and carrion corpses in the underworld who had no combat effectiveness were finally far away from the terrifying white line. Although the eyes of hundreds of millions of ruthless and ignorant people were still fanatical, they still looked straight at the white light that fell from the sky behind the Heavenly Pure Land battle line, but they were mercifully left in the temporarily safe area by the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

This is a large black mountain, the black mountain is extremely steep and extremely high, and the top of the mountain is faintly visible a holy white sè tower.

There are hundreds of kilometers below the Great Black Mountain, and countless white bone rotting corpses are crowded here, waiting for the victory of the underworld, waiting for the distant heavenly light, according to the Jizo King Bodhisattva, that heavenly light is the way of rest left by the supreme compassionate Buddha to the ghosts of the underworld, and the only way to get rid of the miserable situation of living in the underworld.

So everyone was quiet, the white bones were motionless in the wind, even if the chopstick-like finger bones were blown off by the wind, there was no exclamation. The rotting corpse did not move, the black flesh and blood on the face slowly dripped to their scarred feet, everyone's faces were full of peace, looking at the white line in the distance, looking at the magic weapon fairy light on the white, looking at the black light gun that pierced the gods and killing Buddhas, and waited quietly.

Only the geists can't be quiet, these geists are too clean to even bring a trace of their material preservation in the human world into the underworld, so it is impossible for them to stand still quietly, so they have to float around in the sky of the group of ghosts like the wind and falling leaves, and sometimes these geists also fall down, passing through the ribs of the white bone brothers, penetrating through the rotten eye sockets of the rotting corpse buddies, and greeting them unkindly.

The white bones and rotting corpses are all juniors, and they don't know that this war will last for thousands of years, so they have the heart to stand stupidly and wait.

The spirits have been watching for hundreds of years, and although the heart's innate yearning for the light is not slightly reduced, the brain's memory of the world is gradually fading, so the fanaticism is much lighter, so there is still the heart to play.

On the Great Black Mountain, there are more than 100,000 wandering spirits shuttling, occasionally talking, and more often flying in the stygian wind. Flying is the only pleasure they can have in the underworld, there have been a few daring geists who have tried to fly to the side of the white line, anyway, they have no material dependence, and the weapons of the heavenly soldiers do too little damage to them, so they dare to go over and make fun of each other.

Unexpectedly, many monks came to the Pure Land, and with a few incantations, most of the bold spirits dispersed. So now the spirits only dare to fly in the lower reaches of the Great Black Mountain, like black butterflies in the sky, but more like the curse and resentment in horror movies.

Only one geist was silent.

The geist sat on a rock at the foot of the Great Black Mountain, and when he looked closely, he found that the vague line of his hips, which seemed to disappear at any moment, was so close to the surface of the rock that he did not really sit down.

The geist can't tell the xìng other, but it seems to be rare to have a ghost like this one who doesn't have long hair. His right hand gently stroked a cat bone beside him, and his faint fingers penetrated through the gap between the cat bones, like a noblewoman.

Around him, there was an open space the size of a football field, and the white rotting corpses outside the open space stared at this unusual creature with some fear.

The ghost's faint fingers moved, as if tickling the bone cat, and for some reason, the cat that had been dead for an unknown number of years seemed to be able to sense the movement of the geist, opened its mouth with only teeth left, and opened it into the air, as if it was calling pleasantly.

This geist had been silent for many days, and suddenly muttered, "Dongbai, are you itching again?" As soon as these words came out, the geist seemed to wake up, and the words in his mouth could no longer be stopped.

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The bald-headed wandering spirit suddenly looked up at the white tower on the Great Black Mountain, tilted his head slightly, and looked very distressed: "Why do you think the name Xiaobai is a little familiar?"

"What is an ear?" the geist subconsciously put his hand to his ear, but he was a geist, and it was rare for him to be able to keep the shape of his limbs, and where could he still touch his ear.

"Cāo! Where are my ears?"

"What do I mean?"

"What kind of behavior is cāo?"

"What is me?"

"Who am I?"

"Why are the people there fighting? Why do I know they're fighting? Why are the skeletons next to me looking at me like that?"

The wandering soul glanced around, when he was alive, he was a simple guy on the surface, but in fact he was a bit dangerous, and at this time he became an ignorant and ruthless wandering spirit, but he instinctively did not forget, "What is this place? How did I get here? Why did I touch this cat...... Wait, why is this little bone rack called a cat?"

"I seem to be a little more familiar with dogs. The geist nodded solemnly, "Although I don't know exactly what a dog should look like right now. ”

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The battle in the underworld continued, the ghosts under the Great Black Mountain waited to continue, the empty geysers were flying, and the geyers sitting on the stones and petting the kittens continued to think. I don't know how long he thought about it, although many things that only exist in the human world did not form a complete concept in his consciousness because of the lack of a reference object, but he finally succeeded in mastering some things in the realm of consciousness.

The mountains don't know the years, and the underworld doesn't know the years, so the wandering soul thinks alone. Suddenly, one day, he remembered a poem: "When you die, you know that everything is empty, but you can't see the same state of sorrow." ”

The geist sighed, stood up from the stone, and said sadly, "The state is divided...... It turned out that I was dead. ”