As soon as the words of the box came out, the golden glow in the air was brilliant, the peacock-like clouds were flying, the golden pool gushed out, the colorful rain was one after another, and a pure land appeared in the northern sky.

This northern pure land is hidden behind a cloud and mist, there is a huge golden gate faintly, a one-horned tiger as big as a mountain, with a black pattern is sleeping soundly by the door, the dense golden protector stands in the clouds, boundless, thousands of figures raise their heads, or bow or worship, looking forward to it.

The six-armed Vajra [Six Pendulums], which had always pressed the 'Huangyuan Pass' without any reaction, paused for the first time, and with the peacock chirping in the northern sky, the head that was eternally angry and eternally quiet was raised, and the golden lips opened slightly, and the melodious sound of chanting scriptures came.

"Boom!"

The monks on the lake all lowered their eyebrows and covered their eyes, not daring to look at it.

The appearance of all this was like a shot of heart booster injected into the heart of the box, he raised his head suddenly, what mana was insufficient, what was burning from the fire, he didn't care about it, the entire Huangyuan Pass shook with his movements, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

"They were saved... Good... Well..."

The old monk was overjoyed, shed tears excitedly, looked at Kong Heng with great pleading, and said bitterly:

"My lord, the release of the earth is presented, please say for me [Manifestation Emperor], return to the north to subdue the demons, sit on the heavenly rain mandala flower, go through the immeasurable and boundless monks, and become the emperor and the power of the Maha."

As if in response to his voice, as Fu Box's request spoke, a melodious bell rang from the golden glow of the north, striking nine times in a row.

"Boom... Boom..."

Kong Heng looked into the distance, and the appearance of a pure land was reflected in his pupils.

He understood that as long as he nodded his head and had a little thought of purifying the world, the position of Emperor Maha in the sky would immediately echo him, and he would become a cultivator like Murong Xia, attaining the land of non-retreat.

Once it has been proven without retreat, unless someone can enter the Pure Land and wipe out a little of his true spirit, he will be reincarnated for a hundred lifetimes without losing his mind, and he will enjoy the position of Maha forever.

And he doesn't have to practice anymore in this life, he has already perfected the cultivation of the mage, the empty balance is the ancient cultivation, the next step is not pity, but Maha, he just needs to go all the way to the north, re-ascend to the Maha position, become one of the pinnacles of this world, and even the Dharma Fruit Position is far away.

But he still looked at it calmly.

Kong Heng's own Dao system stops here, and the rest is only the word enlightenment, Gu Xiu doesn't know how many years he hasn't been out of Maha, miss this opportunity, there will be no more Tao unity Maha and nothing, the Pure Land personally leads outsiders.

"Old-timers, wrath is not my way."

The chest was a merciful body, and the tears turned into glass in the fire, and were shattered by the light of the sky, illuminating the old monk's face with light and shadow, staring at him blankly.

Kong Heng quietly looked at the box, the thin-eyed monk had white teeth and red lips, and his face was now infinitely bright, and he said:

"I am not the appearance of sentient beings, there is no infinite pure land, there is no image of terror, there is no incense temple, there is no monk worship, all these things are evil karma."

"Don't make the practitioners believe in me, don't ask the people to worship me, I will seek liberation together, and I will not accept people with the Pure Land."

The box was like a thunderbolt, as if deflated, and as his mind relaxed, the brilliance on his body of mercy dimmed more and more, and his back suddenly bent down, and was pressed more and more steadily.

The old monk looked up at the sky motionlessly, the scorching fire surrounded his body, and he only cared about muttering scriptures in his mouth, watching the golden glow disappear little by little, and the giant tiger was drowned in the clouds and mist, and everything fell into vain.

The angry eyes of the Fu box disappeared, and a dejected pain hung on his face, and the old monk said in a low voice:

"I have spoken sharply and aggressively all the way, oppressed you everywhere, hated you, and rebuked you with fierce and paranoid teachings, but I can't make you feel the slightest anger, and if you are angry, the emperor will fall on you."

"So I will oppress you with force, coerce you, pity the glory of the Dharma body, if you have a little fear, do not nod your head, do not need to go with me, the Emperor of Manifestation will fall on you."

"Since you are not angry or afraid of me, you will weep and weep, and move you with your sorrow, please spread your teachings to the people of the world, and sit on the heavenly rain mandala to enlighten the people, if you have a little thought, the emperor will fall on you."

The light on the face of the empty balance is still the same, the surrounding fire gradually faded, the colored glass flew out from the law body of the box, the old monk supported the Ming Pass with one hand, the mana was running, the eyes were full of glass, and he walked straight out of the fire.

The mercy of the Dharma body is really working, and the Fu Box doesn't even need a finger to knock down the 'Huang Yuan Guan' at this moment, and the endless fire is like his food, and the more he burns, the more his body is colorful.

Fu Box whispered:

"But you don't waver."

There was silence on the lake, and a frightened gaze looked at this pity, only Kong Heng said softly:

"You've already tried it."

Kong Heng looked at him with a smile, and the old monk took off the dark yellow robe on his body, folded it, and placed it in the palm of his hand, and placed the pure white long stick on top of the robe with the other hand.

He packed up these two things, put them in the air, folded his hands, and said respectfully:

"Since the old man has come to this demon land, he has never thought of returning, and there are three treasures for the mage."

"The first is the [Xuancrate Tiger Striped Robe], which is transformed by the Horned Tiger, which is unpredictable, can be transformed into a fierce tiger to drive, can swallow everything, and ordinary cultivators are invincible."

"The second is the [Miaobai True Jade Demon Stick], which is a treasure weapon, subduing demons and subduing countless demons, and the mysteries are soaring to the sky, a stick can open the mountain and cut off the stream, and the demons killed dare not avenge their grievances."

Kong Heng frowned, the five-colored brilliance on his face continued to flow, and said softly:

"This is the Northern Demon Dao System, and the empty balance cannot be taken."

The old monk was stubborn and abnormal, he didn't answer his words at all, his hands were folded on his chest, his naked upper body was shining, he first bowed to the north, his eyes were closed, and he said in a deep voice:

"The third is the [North Fumo Temple Protector Glazed Relic]."

His words finally moved Kong Heng, Kong Heng took a step forward and opened his mouth to persuade, but no matter how fast he was, he couldn't be faster after all.

The voice of the box fell, a piece of glass brilliance rose through the sky, straight to the sky, countless lotus flowers bloomed on the surface of the lake, pink petals mixed with various colors of glass overwhelmingly smashed down, all around is the brilliance and infinite glow.

The empty balance was submerged in this countless brilliance in an instant, and the ambush box was the pity of the accumulated years, and once it sat down on its own, the sound of scriptures immediately resounded, and the prison of the fire house was broken, and the ground was golden and red.

"Buzz Buzz..."

But the Pure Land that was supposed to come to receive it was long gone, and all the brilliance and colors converged and condensed, all staying on that glass-colored relic.

No matter how gorgeous this illusion is, no matter how bright the light is, it is only for a moment, and before it has completely bloomed, it is like a long whale absorbing water, and it is classified into this relic, leaving no trace.

The colors of heaven and earth converge, and only one relic stopped in front of the empty balance.

It's quieter on the lake.

This relic is the size of a finger, suspended in mid-air, white and crystalline, surrounded by several circles of colored light, forming various illusions, and the lotus flowers on both sides emit bursts of fragrant breath.

Kong Heng quietly looked at the relics in front of him, held them in the palm of his hand and put them away, the black and red sunset was draped on him, and the light on the lake was surprisingly dim.

The death of the Fu box is like the twelve mages who were shot to death by Li Xuanfeng on the river, except for the relics, it was just a rain of flowers and glasses and some lotus flowers.

And the Pure Land, who was willing to appear for the empty balance, did not react at all when he died, not even a little golden light or a bell ringing, and there was only a red sun on the horizon.

It wasn't until Li Ximing drove over that a little bit of heavenly light was draped on Kong Heng's body, and the thin-eyed monk woke up like a dream, and the five-colored light flowing on his face receded, and the infinite light also dimmed.

He returned to his original gentle and polite appearance, his expression was a little gloomy, and he said softly:

"I'm causing trouble for Ximing."

"What's that!"

Huangyuan Guan Tianguang gathered, and the surrounding monks couldn't see clearly, but Li Ximing could see clearly beside him, his expression was complicated, full of emotion, and he said in a low voice:

"The mage is fine now."

"It's fine."

Kong Heng answered seriously, holding the robe and long stick in his hand, and said softly:

"It's just that my fate with the nobility is now over."

Li Ximing had expected it, closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and Kongheng saluted him, and said guiltily:

"I should have left when Xi Jun had an accident, but I blamed myself in my heart and wanted to take care of one or two more, but I didn't expect that I almost hurt the nobles now, it's really empty! Now I have to go, I have to travel the world to prove my way. ”

"Air Balance Senior..."

Li Ximing didn't say anything more, and the words were already blocked in his throat by Kong Heng's smile, and he said in a low voice:

"Master, please see my father, and it's not too late to leave... The mage has been in my house for so many years... The elders are very admiring... Zhou Wei is still outside... I can't see each other..."

Kong Heng nodded lightly, and Li Ximing's voice was chattering, which was somewhat similar to Li Xuanxuan, making the monk's eyes blurred.

As he descended to Mount Qingdu, he looked back at the north where he had bowed when the box fell, and the relics in his hands became hotter and hotter.

The brilliant golden glow has long since disappeared, the flying peacock has disappeared without a trace, and everything that the old monk has seen that is heavier than life, including the golden pond and the believers, has also disappeared like a gust of wind...

The lake was bleak, and the glass was sprinkled in the water, leaving only a dull sky and a half-dead sun sunning in the clouds.

……

East China Sea.

The night is thick, and on the reef stands a palace made of jet-black black stone, the palace itself is not large, the jet-black hall is the same as the reef, facing the north.

The waves splashed, flooding the steps in front of the palace, a pair of blue and delicate boots stepped on the steps, the owner's hair was as red as red, his golden clothes shone like scales, and his blue pupils looked into the distance.

Behind this man was a young man, neatly dressed, standing sideways behind him, and the man in gold said in a low voice:

"Heyun, that's the Four Demon Emperors with Angry Eyes..."

Dongfang Heyun raised his eyebrows, his eyes also looked at the far north, peacocks flew in the sky, golden pools gushed, and the Pure Land appeared in the sky, Dongfang Heyun saluted and replied:

"Great King, the Buddha cultivates all the people to become enlightened, and the position of Maha is the derivation of the fruit of the Dharma, and non-immortals cannot be deceived."

"Now that the Maha position is sensitive, if he wants to appear to the emperor and come into the world, even if he has a thousand abilities and practices the way of fake death, he will not be able to do this, and he will definitely die."

If Li Xizhi was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that the man in gold was Dongfang Changmu, the Dragon King of Muhai, who was the son of the Dragon King, and he was unspeakably expensive.

The Purple Mansion Demon Dragon listened and nodded.

Dongfang Heyun said:

"Jingzhan was caught by the [Golden Bridge Lock] back then, and was killed by Shangyuan Zhenjun, the possibility of survival is too small, whether the four demon emperors are dead or not, but by the way... The Six Phases still wanted to try what was going on with the Dharma Ministers behind the Wrathful Dao Rule. ”

"It's just that looking at the current appearance, the meat that was delivered to his mouth refused to move, and he could still let that Gu Shi get out, it seems that the state of this Faxiang is really not good."

"Not really."

Dongfang Changmu said softly:

"Luo Xia and the Netherworld have not reacted, Jiang Nan is also lacking in interest, I am afraid that I have long known that Fa Xiang will not respond, the cause of this matter is actually that the higher the cultivation of the ancient cultivator, some people do not want him to stay in Jiangnan."

"And the person who appears in anger calculates that there is an opportunity, like a fly smelling blood, and once again tries in vain to awaken the Dharma and persuade Maha."

Dongfang Heyun bowed, made a gesture of admiration, and said softly:

"The king's words are very true."

Dongfang Changmu said softly:

"After all... The times have long changed, and when there is a place for the Buddha to practice today, the cultivators are quite afraid of the Buddha and the Buddha, how can they let an ancient Buddha practice in Jiangnan at will? If you have an epiphany overnight, and you realize a liberation land on the flat ground, enveloping the entire Jiangbei, wouldn't you have to fight another battle? ”

Dongfang Changmu laughed and said in a low voice:

"In the past, the immortal Dao was complacent, and he allowed Shi Xiu to seek the Tao in various sects, but as a result, the fruit position of 'Hua Qi' was secretly certified by Su Xikong, and the twelve Qi were missing one Qi, which caused several immortals to change their faces... This is a lesson from the past! ”

"Exactly..."

Dongfang Heyun replied respectfully, and Dongfang Changmu asked in a low voice:

"How do you reply?"

Dongfang Heyun replied:

"Da Li Shan has sent Su Xinhu here, and he has already contacted His Royal Highness Ding Jiao, and there is no big problem."

"Oh, White Dragon!"

Dongfang Changmu showed a playful smile on his face, paced a step in front of the dark hall, and the sound of thunder faintly came from the clouds, and the Purple Mansion Demon shook his head lightly:

"It's also supposed to be, after all, Zi Pei gave things to the Sea Dragon King..."

Dongfang Changmu waited for a while, and finally a streamer broke through the sky, manifested into a narrow-eyed woman in mid-air, glanced at it, and said in a deep voice:

"Changmu, it's time to go."

Dongfang Changmu laughed, waved his hand lightly, and the void in front of him burst open, showing a purple that covered the sky and the earth, shrouded in the boundless void.

Countless lightning bolts were beating in the void here, as if they were about to condense into a sea, and Dongfang Changmu raised his divine power to resist thunder and lightning, while looking down at the lilac cave sky in the distance.

Dongfang Changmu asked:

"Are you all together?"

"Nature."

The dragon girl nodded:

"We don't act like a human being, it's a supernatural traction, and it's the general layout, no matter what happens to those who have practiced the Thunder Law, a few Purple Mansion Demon Kings will be sent out to catch it."

She said casually:

"But in a quarter of an hour, they were all caught and thrown into the cave."

(End of chapter)