Obviously, for this boy full of evil energy, he didn't just come back alive, whether it was the blood light that shone out of the roots of the ancient trees and vines, or the silhouette of his body that was calcined by the Zichen Dharma Flame in the furnace of the full moon above the true seven-star dome.

All this means that on this long journey, the boy really has a harvest, and his own capture may be the life of more than one person, and this harvest itself further makes the withering and silence of that world gradually begin to have a slight vitality, and with the passage of time, this vitality itself is still continuing to flourish.

Truly live to die.

It was as if he had smelted the Dao Fruit of another Divine Realm True Cultivator into some kind of food and firewood in his own body, some kind of supreme medicine that rejuvenated him.

But at this moment, Rao is such a change in the cycle of life and death cannot make the boy's expression relieved and happy.

It's like, in the long years of the past, the boy himself has been indifferent to death and life, and that indifference is not superficial, but runs through the heart of the Dao, overcoming the instinctive indifference of living beings.

On the contrary, at this moment, the boy is even feeling grief for the death of his companion.

In the same place, Xing Daoren opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but all of them were old monsters, Xing Daoren seemed to want to be moved, but it seemed that he had lost some kind of emotion and ability.

As a result, all the complicated emotions can only be turned into extremely complex and lengthy sighs in an instant.

"Yunfu Lao Dao, it's good that you can come back alive...... By the way, this thing has also returned to its original owner......"

As he spoke, Xing Daoren turned his hand in an instant, and an octagonal compass carved from glass came out, which was strange to say, this compass seemed to be cast as one, but when he looked at it, there were three palm-sized broken pages sealed inside.

Its material is like a silk silk book, and it looks like what jade and treasure ore have been smelted into a very slender silk thread, and then under the interweaving and penetration of the silk thread, it has become the so-called silk silk book.

And when you look closely, the glow on it is soft, but it is not faint, when the glow is revealed, it seems to have a round of the big sun cave to shine on the feeling of all things.

Moreover, in the rotation of the glow, there are all kinds of different talismans and seals that are extremely prosperous in a flash, whether they are clumsy, or light, or strange.

Then, at the same time as the emulation, these different talismans and seals reflected each other in the glow, and suddenly intertwined, showing the most prosperous phases.

or natural scenes such as wind, rain, thunder and lightning, or flowers, birds, fish, insects and other spirits.

It is very strange, when looking at this side of the glass compass, in the glow, it seems that the universe is all in it, and even the meaning of heaven and earth is all inclusive.

And in the process of such images being manifested one after another, at first glance, it seems to be more spiritual than the spiritual void, but perhaps it is precisely because the ethereal illusion is too great that there is no Taoist charm on these appearances, but the pure "spirit" meaning is more pure, like the essence of some kind of heavenly induction.

Yunfu Lao Dao looked at the glass compass handed out by Xing Daoren fixedly.

"If you had brought it with you at that time, and calculated the heavenly opportunity in one thought, maybe the ending would have been different, but the old man ...... The old man was also afraid that he would die himself, so he taught his younger generation to complete the entire book of the Qionglin League......"

sighed softly, and the words became heavier, but after saying this, Yunfu Lao Dao seemed to have some kind of relief and relief, and the sadness on his face was no longer so intense.

Then, at the same time that Yunfu Lao Dao took over the glass compass, he slowly handed out the blood-stained nine-colored gauze robe in his hand and sent it to the ancestor of Baihualou.

In fact, as early as the first moment when Yunfu Lao Dao appeared, the ancestor of Baihualou was already staring at the robe of the gauze robe, and at this moment, at the same time as reaching out to take it, it seemed to have a strong emotion, piercing from the indifference like a Xingdao person, and then emerging like a volcano.

The ultimate in sorrow.

"Senior Sister ......"

If he read it softly, it seemed that he had also sensed the aura of the Taoist charm of the ancestor of Baihualou, and in an instant, the aura on the nine-colored gauze robe was flourishing, and it seemed to be converging, but in fact, it was not the same as the Dao Law Divine Domain of the Baihualou wedding dress rushed up from the top of the robe.

The nine-colored Shenhua was in a daze, and when he looked at it vaguely, he could sense some kind of innate five Tai Qi rotation, and then lifted the Three Holy Realms of Qingling, and then fell the glow of the Taiyi Jade Emperor at the highest table.

Furthermore, the charm of the wedding dress will connect the Qi of the nine heavens, and Jiuhua will be mixed into one, as if his person grafted all the qi into his body, dressed in the nine heavens, and stood in the world.

In fact, the nine-colored gauze robe itself was smelted by the monks of Baihualou in the past by extracting the Qi of the Nine Heavens Essence, and what was contained in it was the purest Nine Heavens Dao Law and Qiankun Qi.

This is the inheritance of the wedding dress.

It's just that at this moment, at the hem of this robe, there is a red blood stain thrown on it, as if a little plum blossom is blooming, scattered in the colors of Jiuhua, and it is completely integrated with the charm carried by the robe.

This was the last thought of the Lord of the Wedding Cloth Lineage before he died, and he had integrated all the true essence of the origin of the Divine Dao Law into these bloodstains.

As long as these few points of red blood stains are there, then even if the master of the wedding dress lineage is wiped out in another country, the younger monks can only intertwine and resonate with the Dao aura on the bloodstains, and they can most easily sense the supreme charm of the wedding dress lineage contained in the robe, and completely continue the true essence of the wedding dress lineage without the guidance of the teacher.

The body is dead, but the Tao is not gone.

So, almost as soon as he thought of this, the patriarch of Baihualou was rare, and he solemnly folded the nine-colored gauze robe, and then solemnly put it away.

And at this moment, on the side, the old Dao of Yunfu, who had re-grasped this glass compass in his hand, was in the flash of the moment when the spirit of his body was once again connected with the soft glow, the old Taoist seemed to have sensed it, crossed the figure of Xing Daoren, and looked at the two worlds that were in the process of bridging.

"Good merit! What a merit this kid has done! When the old man re-stabilizes the changes in the dojo, he should personally make a divination for him. ”

Yunfu Lao Dao is the real master of the world's Yi Dao Collection, and one of his personal divinations is no less than a guide to the creation of chance.

And in the same place, Xing Daoren only bowed his head lightly, and did not say anything more.

Chu Weiyang has done all these great things, and all the gifts are worthy of him.

And just as they were falling into their arms one after another because of the news brought by the old road of Yunfu, suddenly, the cultivators seemed to sense something again, and they looked towards the distant sky one after another.

At this moment, someone came with the sound of Sanskrit in the sky.

When you look closely, among the gilded Buddhas, it is Master Cishan wearing a crimson robe, from a far sky, to cross in front of the cultivators.

The same is born to die.

It's just that now it seems that it is probably because he has gained too much for a while, and the Master of Cishan at this time is also like an old Taoist, and it is a little difficult to control the display of his own aura.

The sound of Sanskrit in the sky, as well as the gilded Buddha Xia in which he was draped, were in fact all sprinkled in the hanging light in the corner of the dojo behind Master Tzu Shan.

And the scene unfolded in the dojo is even more shocking, under the Bodhi tree, the glow of the sun with a gilded color condenses into a Buddha sitting under the tree, which is similar to the Buddha Master Cishan, holding the Dharma seal of the Buddha in his hand, reciting Sanskrit sound in his mouth, and in an instant, the void gives birth to golden lotuses, and scatters towards the mountains and fields.

Everywhere the golden lotus goes, it is the withered charm between the sky and the wilderness, all of which disappear in this process, and there are verdant plants and trees that slowly grow from the mountains and rocks.

Then, the blood-stained river became clear again, and the skeletons that sank in the river of blood climbed out of it one after another, constantly climbing the mountain, straight to the Buddha's light, and straight to the next step of the Bodhi tree.

And in this process, the golden lotus in the sky fell, blending into the process of the body with white bones, flesh and white bones, living dead, almost only in an instant, and then when I looked at it, where the Buddha's light shone, a monk who originally showed a hideous arrogance in the past, all facing the Bodhi tree at this moment, kneeling in the grass, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, listening to the Sanskrit sound.

And with the light of the Buddha, accompanied by the sound of Sanskrit, there are wisps of black smoke demonic energy, which diffuse from these cultivators who seem to have gone through the cycle of death and life, and it is also accompanied by the fainting of demonic energy, for a while, the eyebrows of the cultivators are more and more compassionate.

And when you look closely, the one who stands and knees at the front of the crowd is the Xuanyun Tianzi who wears a Xuanyun robe like the crown of the Son of Heaven.

And gradually, as the black smoke on the bodies of these cultivators gradually dissipated, the demonic qi fluttered, and when it re-converged into the river of blood, in an instant, a Xuanhe River suddenly hung high in the distant sky, and then in the light of the Buddha's light, it seemed to manifest the images of the Netherworld Demon Domain.

And under the glow of the Xuanhe River, the monks who were standing behind the grass, away from the Bodhi tree, away from the Buddha's light, and a little farther away from the Sanskrit sound, seemed to be gradually dissipating the compassion of the eyebrows between the caves, and receiving the glow, fading away the flesh and blood, and revealing the appearance of the bones.

In an instant, it was as if the demonic realm was shining in the world, and it was going to destroy the Dharma; It's like this is the Demon Realm itself, but it's just that the Dharma Cave shines into it, so there is this kind of change, but to get close to Bodhi, it still needs to be crossed by sentient beings.

And it was precisely after seeing such a scene that all the cultivators, including Xing Daoren, did not wait for Master Cishan to really approach, and accompanied by the gilded Buddha's cave, they all took a step back, as if they were afraid of being contaminated in the slightest.

After all, it was only when Master Tzu Shan came all the way and crossed the two realms of heavenly cultivation from the other direction, where the Buddha's light shone, there were all the two realms of heavenly cultivation that were "degreed", and when the ghost light rose out of thin air, and when he looked at his human form, he had already appeared in the Bodhi Pure Land.

As a result, the cultivators avoided Buddha Xia one after another, and Xing Daoren even opened his mouth directly, and woke up Master Cishan, who was immersed in the grace of Buddhism, with a brilliant voice in his mouth.

"Master Tzu Shan!"

When he heard this, Master Tzu Shan was stunned and woke up in a trance.

"Amitabha! There is no Cishan in the world, and the old man is - the Buddha of the Reincarnation of the Wisdom King! ”

(End of chapter)