The immortals came out, and the autumn wind was bleak.

Zhou Qingdu, who was already a candle in the wind, raised his hand with difficulty, wiped the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and immediately forcibly mobilized his weak true qi to transmit the sound to Lu Zhengchun, and now he really can't speak.

Immediately, Lu Zhengchun seemed to understand, and with a slight force in his hand, he turned Zhou Qingdu's body around and looked behind him with his gaze.

I saw that in the autumn wind with the dead leaves falling, the illusory figure of an old monk with a golden lotus under the seat quietly appeared, and the compassionate eyes of this old saint were looking at the place where the west was shining.

At this time, Lu Zhengchun suddenly understood in his heart what the situation was.

It must be known that Zhou Qingdui's life and vitality now depend on the gift left by this old sage, and the remaining wisps of soul also turned into the golden liquid and entered Zhou Qingdui's body.

Now the last trace of the old saint's soul is out of his body, and the only way to support it in the wind is to mobilize the remaining power in the golden liquid.

Therefore, after the force that made Zhou Qingdui linger disappeared, he naturally began to fail.

Lu Zhengchun had been given the opportunity by the old sage before, and it was naturally impossible for him to force him back into Zhou Qingdu's body except as a last resort.

I can only beg in my heart that the old sage will not come out for too long, otherwise I am afraid that Zhou Qingdu's body will not be able to withstand it now, and he will die.

And after the phantom of this old monk appeared, Zhou Qingdui's face became more and more pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

Lu Zhengchun had to use his true qi to forcibly let him hold on, leaving him alive.

At the same time, Lu Zhengchun's gaze also invariably looked at the vision of the Western Buddha Kingdom.

At the same time, sixteen Daomen immortals and thousands of Daoist disciples all looked to the west!

After waiting for a short time, in the place where the light lit up the heavens and the earth, a bloody light suddenly flashed.

Everyone present, except for the sixteen old immortals of the Dao Gate, all changed their complexions.

How could they understand the true meaning of blood in the light?

And Lu Zhengchun also looked at him with a heavy gaze, and when the blood light flashed in the Lotus Buddha Kingdom, he faintly felt a familiar breath.

At this time, in Lu Zhengchun's heart, there were some vague guesses about the reason why the old saint of the dust and sorrow did not hesitate to completely scatter his soul to appear in the world.

The lotus flower from the Buddha country, slowly scattered this heaven and earth, a magnificent and sacred scene between heaven and earth. Countless Taoist believers also faintly gave birth to the heart of pilgrimage at this time.

However, although this kind of scene is extremely fascinating, it is not what Lu Zhengchun and the old saint of Chenbei care, nor is it the intention of the sixteen immortals of the Daomen.

What they care about is a person.

One, the white-clothed monk Chen Xuannan, who once smashed half of the Yin Yang Cave Heaven with one punch, and after the fall of the old saint of the dust, succeeded the person in charge of Buddhism!

Lu Zhengchun didn't find it, and even the sixteen immortals of the Daomen might not have noticed that the sound of the Buddha singing in the middle of heaven and earth actually became a little sad at this time.

This time it didn't take long for the illusory soul of the old saint to begin to become weaker and weaker, symbolizing that the soul of the old monk was about to be unable to hold on.

And at this time, there was a sudden tremor between the heavens and the earth, and there was even more light in the Buddha Kingdom!

In the Buddha Kingdom, those Vajra, Arhat, and Bodhisattva statues suddenly had spiritual wisdom, and their lips began to move, as if they were singing in harmony with the Buddha, and as if they were greeting the Buddha.

Even Lu Zhengchun didn't notice that the old monk who was manifesting in the wind next to him actually began to chant the scriptures.

And at this time, in the divine radiance of the Buddha country, a light door suddenly appeared slowly.

At this time, the eyes of the people were gathered on the gate of light.

As long as you are not stupid, you can know that what is ushered in in the light gate must be the protagonist of today, the head of the Buddha sect!

But in the next moment, except for the eternally indifferent Daomen Immortal and the old saint who only had a remnant soul left, including Lu Zhengchun, everyone present was stunned.

I saw a young monk slowly walking out of the light gate.

The monk twisted the Buddha string in his hand, but his white clothes were soaked in blood, and he was holding a woman in his arms.

It was a smiling woman, a woman who trembled and touched Chen Xuannan's still beautiful face for many years.

However, at this time, the woman's blood has soaked the white clothes so that she can't see the original color, and on her face, she can't see the slightest bit of blood.

The white-clothed monk with a blood-stained shirt had an indifferent face, but just raised his head and glanced around the world, and finally locked his gaze on the Yin Yang Cave Heaven.

The first time he came, as the first disciple of Buddhism, he came to save face for Buddhism, and smashed half of the Yin Yang Cave with one punch, which also made Daomen lose face.

The second time he came, as the head of Buddhism, he came for the Buddha Conference, and the Buddha country was born with a thought, reflecting the Tianqian Mountain, and also attracting the worship of all people.

Now as one of the supreme beings of the human race, Chen Xuannan took a heavy breath at a moment that everyone had not noticed, and glanced at the woman in his arms again, as if he was lifting his heart again.

Immediately, under the eyes of everyone, the lord of the Lotus Cave Heaven and Earth, the guardian of the Lotus Western Regions, like the angry eyes of the Buddha Gate, hugged the woman in his arms, and suddenly stepped out, and the heavens and the earth trembled!

Then, I saw that his mouth began to chant scriptures continuously, and the Buddhist string in his hand began to tremble.

Eventually, its body gradually suspended in the air, and a golden lotus platform slowly emerged from its feet.

If Zhou Qingdui was still in a good state at this time, he would naturally be able to see that the golden lotus platform at Chen Xuannan's feet was almost exactly the same as the golden lotus phantom left by the old saint of the previous world!

And at the moment when the golden lotus platform appeared, Chen Xuannan suddenly changed into a red gold robe in white clothes, and at the same time raised his hand and bowed to the twelve immortals in the Yin Yang Cave Heaven, "Amitabha, poor monk Chen Xuannan, come to visit." ”

At this time, Lu Zhengchun suddenly felt something, turned his head, and saw that the old sage finally recited a Buddha name for his disciples, and then quietly disappeared.

Lu Zhengchun understood that this old saint was really scattered at this time, and there was no chance of resurrection.

"Chen Daoyou doesn't have to be polite, please wait with me to enter the cave." The old Daoist of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone nodded slightly and spoke.

Chen Xuannan nodded, and then he was about to carry the woman in his arms. And he just took a step, and then suddenly stopped, his gaze stayed on a certain place in Tianqian Mountain for a moment, forcibly suppressed the churning in his heart, and continued to move forward.

Chen Xuannan, who turned into a Buddha in a blink of an eye, didn't dare to look back, just hugged the sad woman in his arms, gave birth to a lotus step by step, and went to the yin and yang cave sky.

The entire Tianqianzhou can see the bright Buddha country at this time, and the young monks who came out of the Buddha country, and now the first person in the Buddhist sect.

Chen Xuannan's face was expressionless, his mouth kept reciting the scriptures, and his steps did not stop.

Step by step, he walked in front of the sixteen immortals of the Daomen who were suppressed by his brilliance, and bowed slightly with Buddhist etiquette.

Sixteen Daomen immortals were in front, and Chen Xuannan was behind, entering the Yin Yang Cave Heaven.

With the disappearance of Chen Xuannan's figure, the bright Buddha light hanging in the sky quietly disappeared, and the Yin Yang Cave Heaven began to gradually become illusory.

After witnessing his apprentice's succession to the unification of Buddhism, his obsession dissipated, and his soul was completely scattered, he turned into a golden light and returned to Zhou Qingdui's body again.

At the moment when the golden light returned to his body, Lu Zhengchun could clearly feel that Zhou Qingdu's physical state had begun to change significantly.

Those vanished vitality also gradually returned to Zhou Qingdu's body at this moment.

In just a moment, Zhou Qingdui came to his senses, but the excessive bleeding made his already weak body a little weaker.

"Twilight, how are you?" Lu Zhengchun saw that Zhou Qingdui woke up, and hurriedly asked.

Zhou Qingdui calmed down the surging blood a little, and said with a wry smile: "It's okay, there is a gift left by the old-timers, and you can't die." ”

"Twilight, just ......" Lu Zhengchun sighed, and then wanted to tell what had just happened.

Zhou Qingdui waved his hand to stop it, turned his head to look at the place where the soul of the old monk left traces before the soul of the old monk was scattered, hugged Yuan Shouxin, straightened his body, and bowed to the place where the autumn wind dispersed with his hands.

Seeing this, Lu Zhengchun also shook his head and sighed, his own brother is really better than the world in this word of affection.

Suddenly, Lu Zhengchun seemed to feel something, his fists clenched, and he suddenly turned around and wanted to punch out!

However, this menacing punch missed, and Lu Zhengchun's eyes were uncertain, just now he really felt that someone was in secret, why didn't he see it at this time?

At this moment, a young man's laughter came: "Hahaha, I never thought that although this old monk died, there was still a lot of light!" ”

Lu Zhengchun turned around to look, and saw that not far in front of Zhou Qingdu, there was a young Taoist standing with his sleeves in the wind.

"Who are you?" Zhou Qingdui let the autumn wind blow up three thousand white hairs, and looked at the young man.

Based on Zhou Qingdu's life experience, even if he loses his cultivation, how can he not know that the person in front of him must be extraordinary.

The young Taoist priest chuckled: "Who am I?" Who am I? The name of the district is not enough to worry about the teeth, and the poor road comes, one is to witness the last demeanor of the old saint, and the other is to solve problems for Taoist friends! ”

"Do you know what I am here?" Zhou Qingdu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly asked.

After the young Taoist priest said this, even Lu Zhengchun had a feeling of fresh breeze out of thin air, as if he was in a clear mood for a moment, and for a while he actually forgot about the young Taoist priest's secret appearance.

The young Taoist priest turned around, looked at the majestic immortal mountain, and stood with his hands in his hands, but there was an extra kind of immortal demeanor of a master of Taoism.

"With this great righteousness of blessing the world, your Buddhism really shouldn't be extinguished." The young Taoist priest did not reply, but spoke to himself, as if he was speaking to someone who was already under the Nine Springs.

Zhou Qingdui didn't dare to bother, and sincerely waited behind him.

Lu Zhengchun was also trembling, although the person in front of him cultivated like an ordinary man in his perception, but the mystery of the Tao in his words also shocked him.