"You mean, the ghost gate is about to project the world?"

100,000 mountains.

In the ruined temple, Chen Yi frowned and looked at the people in front of him, listening to the order of the Jizo Bodhisattva, telling the truth about the abnormal situation near the Yellow Spring, and bringing a message.

The Netherworld is planning a large-scale invasion of the world, led by the Yama Temple, and the participating forces are as many as stars, and the time is set on the day of the arrival on the other side of the Ganges.

Although Chen Yi still doesn't know the significance of the former's decision to start the war at this juncture, his intuition tells him that it is not just a coincidence.

"Is the information reliable?"

"Amitabha."

Di listened to the hand twisting the lotus seal and recited a Buddha name: "The cultivation of my Buddhism never speaks, the Bodhisattva Chrysostom and Jade Words, naturally has enough confidence, and Taoist friends are relieved." ”

"Besides."

"Since Daoyou has now become an ally with my Jiuhua Mountain, it is a share of honor and disgrace, and we will naturally not be untargeted, and we will ruin our own reputation."

"The big war is coming, Daoist friends must prepare in advance."

Chen Yifeng's eyes narrowed.

Less.

Nodding, he bowed down to the truth: "Lao Jia told the Jizo Bodhisattva for me, the mind is received, and he will go to Jiuhua Mountain in his spare time, and thank him in person." ”

"The poor monk must bring the words."

Listen and say goodbye.

…

Spring goes and autumn comes.

The days seem to have returned to the calm state of the past, but this time in the calm, there seems to be an eerie atmosphere before the storm.

And over time.

The monsters and spirits in the mountains and forests were the first to sense.

began to migrate in one direction and gather, and at the core of that direction, there was a splendid palace-Demon Emperor Palace.

The southern capital city also has a rare closed door.

But from time to time, a few whispers could be heard and the occasional wisp of wind swept out, and it was hard not to wonder if they were plotting something.

Compared with the performance of the above two, the Lingshan Buddhas in the west and the gods in the east are particularly indifferent in the face of the mountain rain.

In fact, the former's attitude is not difficult to understand, and it is also expected by Chen Yi.

After all, the ancestors were too wide, and even the Heavenly Dao did not dare to restrain them too much in the most glorious era of the ancient demon clan, although now that they are down, the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse.

As for the latter, there are some things worth pondering.

The Celestial Pulse actually doesn't care about the Great War?

This is contrary to their original intention of protecting the human race and maintaining order and stability in the world, right?

Or is it...

What are the unspeakable things they have that make them have no time for anything else?

Chen Yi didn't think about it.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with him, not to mention that from the day when the will of the Heavenly Dao was rewound by the white fox's face, the end of the decline of the Heavenly God's vein was already doomed.

The origin has been taken back by the will of heaven to repair one's own body, and the most basic root has been lost, that is, the water without a source.

A few days later, Yu Lian went up the mountain to visit Chen Yi.

She has experienced the cold pool.

After a few months of goodbye, it seems to be a blessing in disguise, fading away from the original immaturity and youthfulness, and a pampered and humiliated superior demeanor, which is quite charming.

Moreover.

Under Chen Yi's instruction, she became the second Buddha master of Wulao Temple, taking charge of a Taoist system, opening the temple door, accepting disciples, and sitting down with millions of believers.

It's not majestic.

Of course.

The old temple is thriving again.

Compared with the Lingshan Leiyin Temple, which overlooks all living beings, it is still too small and difficult to become a climate, and it is precisely because of this that the Buddhas did not ask her for sin.