Half-hanging in the air, it was the hoarse laughter of the old Dao Tianyanzi, who was almost crazy, and there was pure mockery in that laughter, but also undisguised anger.

The old man was able to feel from the accumulated white bones that many Taoist systems that had been cut off in the long river of time, but taught him to be very familiar.

Even under the pale sculpture, the hideous and strange appearance of half human form and half beast appearance, Tian Yanzi felt several very familiar Taoist charms.

That means that these twenty-eight white bone sculptures are actually all real, the same as his Tianyanzi, the monk who was born and really had a very long journey in the heyday of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

What is the so-called you and I will die, and what so-called my life should not be extinguished.

Could it be that this so-called endless number of lives was forged in this way by grabbing the lives of others and the essence of the true essence of the Dao Dharma?

The collapse of the Nine Heavens is a negation of the true path of the immortals in the ancient era of recklessness and desolation.

But when that heyday suddenly collapsed, regardless of the old and the new, regardless of which realm of heaven it was, in fact, the human race should have more underlying power to continue.

In the vast years of time, we shouldn't teach each other to live so hard.

It was the old Zen master, the old monk Lu, and it was he who personally covered the last grave soil by killing for that completely lost period of time.

There are too many of them that have been familiar to the old man.

In Tian Yanzi's eyes, this was not the foundation of reshaping the Nine Heavens, and this was not the supreme grandeur of following the majestic Dao Method.

This is a lot of blood debt! It's just a blood debt!

In the face of Tianyanzi's excessive anger, at this moment, the old Zen master seemed very indifferent.

"Why can't the old man do this? Nine more days, how did such a thing become a joke? ”

"When did others think about it and become one of the considerations that can influence the behavior of such beings as you and me?"

"Tianyanzi, you are also the scum who survived from that era, and you came to tell Lao Wei that the past nine days collapsed, for you and me, what kind of disillusionment process was it!"

"The old man saw it with his own eyes! Seeing with my own eyes that the Immortal Immortal is really coherent because of its form and divine nature, because of the unity of the true essence of his life, and he will turn into the Tao with the collapse of the Nine Heavens! ”

"They have never detached, they have only built a beautiful cage for themselves, a cage that looks like it is full of momentum and flowers!"

"From the day I saw everything, there was no right or wrong, no good or evil, everything was an extremely vain thing, and it didn't save their lives, the fault was not with the old man, the fault was with you! The fault is that you didn't help you in the past, and the fault is that they are all dead, but you are still alive! ”

"The immortal is really on the wrong path, that is the old cultivation method, and the road ahead is wrong!"

"You are clutching the silk silk book that is almost moth-eaten by insects, and you are clutching the stale classics and refusing to let go, but the old man is willing to try the way forward!"

"It's either right or wrong, but whether it's right or wrong, there may be a thousand different answers along the way."

"But only—but only you! Only you, Tianyanzi, are not qualified to answer! ”

While speaking, at this moment, the old Zen master's indifference and indifference, as if accompanied by the relief and elaboration of words for the heart sound, gradually became more and more steaming, and in an instant, suddenly became extremely angry!

Immediately afterwards, the old Zen master took a step forward from the attack of the innate Yanzi, facing the wind and waves that came out of the thousands of feet of red dust, and walked towards the True Yang Flame.

Suddenly, with this step leaping out, there is no clear and well-defined and layered phases.

The divine glow in the sky disappeared, but at this moment, the shriveled figure wrapped in a wide monk's robe, the withered and thin silhouette, was where the Cosmos Sumeru barrier of the Pure Land of the Dojo was located.

He is the mountains of white bones, he is the twenty-eight stars and the white bones and gods, and he is the nine fields of the heavens.

It is the Buddha's flame and the true yang day, the golden crow spirit and form, and the Buddha who surrenders his body and mind.

In the moment when all the phases were united, the indifferent voice of the old Zen master was suddenly announced as if the avenue was ruthless at this moment.

In the sound of Huanghuang Dao, it is full of the natural charm of heaven and earth.

"True Yang Immeasurable Dao, Ten Thousand Feet of Red Dust, Tianyanzi, why haven't you figured it out, why did the old man want to curse you in the past?"

"You are dead, you are really dead in the concept of the essence of the form and god, the nine heavens of the old man, this accumulation of white bones, the vast sea of spirits in Vientiane, can come back to life!"

"And you or, as far as the eye can see, are just bones! They can only be eternally silent! ”

"One day, the old man will also die, and if he doesn't take this step, he will be buried in the years after all."

"It doesn't matter, at that time, it's just one more white bone among the twenty-eight white bone mountains."

"At that time, the last wisp of dust of that entire reckless era was buried, and because you were alive, everything that remained, Taoism, and spiritual rhyme, all had to be attributed to the silence of death."

At this moment, the old Zen master, accompanied by all the phases and returned to the truth, the extreme of the immortals who really stood in the ancient land, the posture that seemed to be a hand really pressed on the transcendent door, the unprecedented vigor and arrogance, and the glow of all these backgrounds, all taught the world to have enlightenment, which is one of the real ancestors of the new way.

It's just like a long time of precipitation.

He has propagated the Dharma, but his own body is already as attached as a demon.

"Do you think that the old man is so exhausted that he has to kill that little doll in the air again?"

"No matter how subtle his Tao and method are, for Lao Gao, he can't be the icing on the cake, let alone send charcoal in the snow."

"That silk book should have cursed you, if you had died in ancient times, there should have been no more twists and turns, so many ......"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

As he said this, the old Zen master jumped out in a few steps one after another, and his figure was truly bathed in the shroud of the red dust.

At this moment, the unprecedented majestic charm seemed to be wrapped in Tianyanzi's anger inspired by words, and the figure of the old Zen master ran through.

But it also seemed to be as the old Zen master hoped and expected, and in an instant, with the blurring of thousands of feet of red dust, in an instant, among the twenty-eight mountains that were also like white bone altars, even on the most tiny white bones, the glow of the Tao and the jade of the spiritual rhyme all evaporated.

On the contrary, there are all kinds of qi reflected, and all of them have a rich spiritual interpretation at this moment.

In the majestic glow, accompanied by a faint pure red mist, in the magnificent colorful light, it seems that all phases are gone, and among the white bones, there seems to be a real "spirit" in the vitality, restraining all kinds, greedily devouring everything, wanting to show the outline of Vientiane.

It was everything buried in the infinite time, as if it was about to come out of the years, and it was the turbid world that poured out of the long red dust.

In this instant, from the colorful glow of the various paths, to the entire Nine Heavens, and then to the Great Sun of the Buddha's Flame.

Everything seems to be in the thick of red dust, all of which radiate their own different charms and vitality.

And it is precisely under the influence of such aura and vitality, reflected on the figure of the old Zen master, that at this moment, every mana, every wisp of qi and blood, and every inch of blood marrow of his people are all radiating their different spiritual thoughts.

The complete and unified human body, in this instant, seemed to be split by the infinite fine wisps.

This is clearly a strange and evil method in the fireworks of thousands of red dust, but at this moment, I felt the mist of thousands of red dust, and in the same place, on the face of the old Zen master, there was a little intoxication and enjoyment of the look that flashed away.

And it is also at this moment of immersion, in an instant, that each of them glows with spiritual wisps of qi, and under the blessing of thousands of red dust, the crazy whale swallows everything that can be included and felt in this vast sky.

And then under such blessings, the old Zen master's shriveled body and Dao body actually became full little by little in this process.

And it is precisely in this process that those strange and evil changes seem to have been accepted by the old Zen master.

He was drinking to quench his thirst, but in this moment, the old Zen master was restoring his original appearance at his peak with the power of Tianyanzi.

At this time, under Yanzi's seat that day, the fierce beast green lion roared almost angrily, accompanied by the same but completely different forms of majestic and ferocious aura revealed, at this moment, there seemed to be another blood power that wanted to merge into the red dust, and then went further, smudging towards the old Zen master.

This is to poison the old Zen master to death before he completely "quenches his thirst" in the process of drinking the donkey to quench his thirst!

And almost at the same time, in the distance, Chu Weiyang not only disappeared under the threat of the silk silk book that was still hanging in this moment, but after seeing all the shocking changes in this moment.

On the contrary, at this moment, around the body of the Taoist, the virtual appearance of the true form of the five mountains was revealed, and almost instantly, the same "Nailhead Arrow Book" evaporated.

The old Zen master can anchor Chu Weiyang, which means that at this moment, it is almost effortless, and Chu Weiyang can also anchor the old Zen master in this way.

The qi of the tribulations suddenly followed the penetration of the divine power rhyme, turned into seven thunder dragon phases, and roared away in a crazy circle.

Between this lightning and fire, Chu Weiyang still had a lot of spare time to achieve the cooperation of multiple orders of magnitude of supernatural powers and Taoism.

But from beginning to end, the old Zen master never looked back, looking at Chu Weiyang at all.

In the eyes of the old Zen master, which were becoming clearer and brighter, there was only the immeasurable true yang dao, the ten thousand zhang red dust.

It's just that the moment the aura of the supernatural power hits, it is also the same time that the majestic qi and blood merge into the red dust.

The old Zen master's hands, one in front of the other, turned into a law seal with flowers, and knocked down almost at the same time.

"Descending the Dragon—Fuhu—"

"Tianyanzi, this little doll of the old master's law, I will give you a chance to kill the old man, but if you are defeated, your Tao and law, your life and life, will all be the old man's!"

When the words fell, the twenty-eight Xinggang were mixed with the bones, and the essence of the nine fields of all phases was extended from the old Zen master's body in this instant, and then reflected towards Tianyanzi.

This is an invitation, an invitation to the decisive battle of life and death.

(End of chapter)