"Where did the wind come from?"

Yang Ning's eyes didn't open, but the breeze blew across his cheeks, and Yang Ning felt the breath of the wind.

"It's windy, is there something else?"

Yang Ning continued to meditate, because it was so long in the yellow sand, and he was in the center at the moment, there should be no wind, that is to say, his meditation, looking for direction in constant thinking, would make this sea of yellow sand gradually change.

Yang Ning was a little lucky, glad that he didn't walk rashly, otherwise I am afraid that he would have died of exhaustion in this long yellow sand at this moment.

Keep meditating, keep thinking, and let the breeze blow.

In his previous life, he didn't know his parents, he only knew that he was picked up by the master, and that was his own cheap master was usually very strict with him, but when he mentioned where he picked himself up, he was also secretive, and whenever he asked him, he would prevaricate for various reasons.

But this life is different, although he is equivalent to taking away the original body of this master, but in the more than ten years in Yangjia Village, he still feels the love from his elders after all.

There is love in the world, and there is love in the world, but in my previous life, I never felt the love of my parents.

Perhaps, this is what one's heart desires the most, and people only desire more for things that they have never had.

But Yang Ning is different, he cherishes this love from his parents very much, because he was lonely in his previous life for endless years.

"Father, mother......" Even if it is the original owner of this body, there is almost no memory of his mother, it seems that since he can remember, he has been under the care of his father, until the death of the original owner, Yang Ning's soul is reborn.

However, Yang Ning longs for maternal love even more.

Ding Mo, and the day. Dimen, to a certain extent, is related to his mother, especially the kind of exercises performed by Ding Mo, if he is not mistaken, it should be from overseas, and it does not belong to the land of the five continents.

And Ding Mo once said to himself that if he didn't break through the fivefold realm of mountaineering within ten years, don't try to find his mother, which proves my mother's identity even more, which is definitely not ordinary.

Whether it's revenge on your own, looking for mother's love, or wanting to stay with Wan'er Huini, you need strength.

Strength is the last word.

At this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt a trace of water vapor in the yellow sand around him.

Although it was very rare, and Yang Ning's mind was also blocked, as a cultivator for many years, the elixir of the two worlds told Yang Ning that the surrounding environment had begun to change.

"Strength ......"

Between Yang Ning's spiritual platform, a bright light appeared.

It also made Yang Ning understand a lot, because the strength he longed for was not how many people he wanted to kill, nor how famous he was, but he simply wanted to protect this love, whether it was family, friendship, or love, it all proved that he needed strength.

"Since this strength is so special, let's call him a guard." Yang Ning had already understood the purpose of strength for the second time.

"Strength?" Just as Yang Ning had just finished naming, suddenly a golden light appeared in the bright light in the spiritual platform.

"What is this?"

Yang Ning was puzzled, all his strength, as he entered the Ferry Alley and fell into this sea of yellow sand, there was no trace of it, how could there be a bright light?

Could it be?

Yang Ning felt a little incredible, because it was impossible.

But with the surrounding environment, water vapor is gradually born, which means that Yang Ning does not have to worry about it for the time being, he will die of thirst.

Keep thinking about it.

Along the way, I have experienced a lot of life and death, and I have also seen many people die because of themselves, especially a strong person like Jian Jue, this is my own guilt and my own responsibility, I have no way to bring these people back to life, but Yang Ning still hopes that they can feel at ease in the so-called Yellow Spring.

"Crossing people and souls is just all illusions, what is life, what is death, the representation of life has always been like this." Yang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, because the golden yellow in the spiritual platform was also more dazzling, and it was no longer possible to make Yang Ning think.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the so-called Buddha......" Yang Ning opened his eyes, and between the square inches that his eyes could see, a golden body gradually became clear.

With the dazzling golden light condensing, the yellow sand and the scorching sun seemed to be much inferior.

The golden light began to gather, and then converged and condensed.

An outline gradually became clear.

In gold, it is sacrosanct, and it seems that it is not much better than the immortals in the sky.

And in the Blue Ring on Yang Ning's finger, in the seal under the ground of the Abyss, the Demon Lord was not calm, because he felt the breath of the enemy.

"What's the matter with this kid? How could you come into contact with such an enemy? Or ......" The Demon Lord was a little overwhelmed, and his only wish was not to let him find himself hiding in this ring.

"Stinky boy, what the hell is going on?" The Demon Lord asked, but there was no response for a long time, and it was only then that the Demon Lord realized that he could not perceive everything in the outside world through the ring, which means that Yang Ning was now in a special space, and everything was sealed, including strength, and naturally including the Qing Ying Ring.

The Demon Lord's strength was already weak because of the seal, and this seal didn't want to devour himself all the time, which made the Demon Lord feel unprecedented danger.

At this moment, the magic wheel, after perceiving his former enemy, naturally did not dare to make a sound, and waited quietly, waiting for the bottom of this dark abyss.

……

The blurred outline gradually appeared in the glow, and in the glow, the gold was also more brilliant, and Yang Ning's eyes felt stinging, even more terrifying than the scorching sun in the sky.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The treasure is solemn and sacrosanct.

"Who the hell are you?"

The sound of Buddha is bursting, and the sound of Zen is endless, echoing in the entire sea of yellow sand.

Yang Ning covered his eyes with difficulty with his hands, and could only glance at Jin Xia with the residual vision of his eyes.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The only thing that answered Yang Ning was the Zen sound that made Yang Ning feel frightened.

"Are you Amitabha?" Yang Ning suddenly seemed to think of something and asked.

"Yes!" The golden, dignified golden statue has finally changed its word, but it is also a simple answer.

The golden light glanced at Yang Ning, and it seemed that he was also a little surprised, but at the same time as he glanced at Yang Ning, Amitabha Buddha found something.

"Unexpectedly, here, this one-incarnation of one in a hundred million, can actually see an old acquaintance......" The voice is like a rainbow, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Old acquaintances?" Yang Ning was puzzled, when did he become an old acquaintance with this kind of existence that only exists in books?

A golden light shot towards Yang Ning, and Yang Ning didn't even have time to resist before he felt a tingling in his heart, and then he felt that his Qing Ying Ring had been opened.

"Haha...... I can't imagine that you, the old bald donkey, can actually find out that this Demon Lord...... is the voice of the Demon Lord.

"It turned out to be you." Amitabha spoke.

I saw that in the sky, the figure of the Demon Lord appeared, but it was only a phantom, not the Demon Lord's body.

"Why, shouldn't you old bald donkey be surprised to see this Demon Lord?" The body of the demon lord is gradually taller, and the black shadow covering the sky has been compared with Amitabha Buddha in the golden light, and it is obvious that the former demon lord should be at the same level as Amitabha Buddha.

Yang Ning was already stunned, but he also understood that the old acquaintance that Amitabha Buddha said was not talking about him, but about this demon lord.

"Demon Lord, I didn't expect you to be sealed...... Amitabha Buddha could naturally see that this Demon Lord at this moment did not have much strength at all, and he was not even the opponent of his incarnation, but Amitabha Buddha also understood that it was impossible to kill the Demon Lord with his own incarnation alone.

Moreover, this is the Yellow Sand Sea, and this incarnation of his own is just a simple consciousness, and he can't get in touch with the main body at all, nor can he spread the news that the demon lord is in the world.

"You don't have to worry about the affairs of this demon lord, you old bald donkey." mentioned that he was sealed, the demon lord was on fire in his belly, if it weren't for his strong strength and the death of the Piercing Sky Spear King, I am afraid that his situation at this moment would not be far from death.

"What's the matter, old bald donkey, have you taken a fancy to this disciple of the Demon Lord?" Suddenly, the Demon Lord seemed to have a bad taste, glanced at Yang Ning, and asked with interest.

Yang Ning was stunned, when did he become a disciple of the Demon Lord? However, when such an immortal fights, a weak chicken like him suffers, isn't it normal for him to operate......

Yang Ning was speechless.

But after seeing Amitabha's disapproving expression, he knew that Amitabha Buddha had not misunderstood, otherwise Yang Ning wouldn't even dare to think about what kind of fate he would have.

Even today's encounter, Yang Ning has a feeling like being in a dream, this is the Amitabha Buddha that he has only seen in books, he actually saw it with his own eyes, although it is only an incarnation, but it can also show that Amitabha Buddha really exists, and it is very likely that he exists in the firmament of the same world as Huini.

Amitabha Buddha looked at Yang Ning, and a golden light enveloped Yang Ning.

Yang Ning suddenly felt that he didn't seem to have any secrets to speak of, and it was completely a feeling of being looked at.

Yang Ning's face was black.

"Demon Lord, I'm afraid you think too much, although you can't see through this kid's future, but I believe that you will never be able to make him your disciple." Amitabha Buddha said, the golden light was withdrawn, and his solemn eyes looked at Yang Ning deeply.

Kindness? What's going on?

Yang Ning was even more puzzled.

"Haha, old bald donkey, it's not fun at all." The Demon Lord's phantom long hair was like a waterfall, and the demonic energy lingered all over his body, and then he said: "Old bald donkey, are you bothering this Demon Lord just to tell this Demon Lord?" In fact, the Demon Lord also has his own concerns, but in his tone, he is full of impatience.

"The Demon Lord is too worried, this incarnation of mine can't do this." Amitabha Buddha is still a solemn icon, and it has not changed because of the impatience of the Demon Lord.

"Since you can't do it, then don't disturb the sleeping ...... Demon Lord," the Demon Lord said, and the huge phantom began to fade.

After a while, the demonic qi dissipated and completely merged into Yang Ning's fingers.

"Hmm...... Yang Ning found that on his shoulders, when did the little qilin actually jump up, his two red eyes carefully looked at the solemn golden statue in the sky, and couldn't help but shout.

Yang Ning stroked the little unicorn's head and signaled him not to get excited.

At this time, the golden statue of Amitabha Buddha also seemed to look at the little unicorn on Yang Ning's shoulder with some surprise, and said, "I didn't expect that you, this little guy, could actually get the protection of the holy beast, but it surprised me." ”

Yang Ning smiled bitterly.

"H......mm

"Dadao Forty-Nine, escape to one of them, I can't imagine that I, the incarnation, can actually see this ......" In the voice, there was a slight bitterness, and there were countless sorrows.

"Amitabha, what do you mean?" Yang Ning was even more puzzled.

"It's okay, since you are now in the sea of yellow sand, let's finish your tempering first......" Amitabha Buddha said, a golden light hung down, and it actually fell on the little unicorn on Yang Ning's shoulder, and said: "Since I met the old man, I naturally want to give you something, this shelter should be regarded as a helping arm." However, immediately after that, I saw the little unicorn turn into a ray of light and enter the Blue Ring.

"Thank you, senior." Yang Ning didn't know what to call Amitabha Buddha for a while, but he still respectfully gave the swordsman salute.

"Crossing the Yellow Sand Sea, you can only rely on yourself to study it next, and my incarnation has reached the time, and it is time to leave......"

Yang Ning was a little confused.

"Crossing the sea of yellow sand, motionless, you can't get out......" The voice has completely disappeared between heaven and earth with the dissipation of the golden statue.