It is not for nothing that this world has fallen to this point, since the collapse of the Heavenly Dao more than a thousand years ago, it has been gradually sliding into the abyss of destruction.

And this process does not happen overnight.

"The world is dying... That is to say, he is not completely dead, he needs our faith and will to be the sustenance of his recovery..."

The monk glanced at Gatoli, his gaze was as deep as a deep pool, and his expression was solemn and solemn.

"Gatoli, the world needs us. ”

He added earnestly.

It was only with the monk's words that Gatoli's expression became completely gloomy, and his tone began to become agitated, "I see, the world needs us—needs us to die?"

It is no wonder that the fierce star in the east hangs high overhead, and Master Jia'an still goes there regardless of safety, it turns out that he has already thought about what is going on after his death.

The monk's eyes were condensed, and he looked at the young blonde man quietly, until the other party's gaze retreated slightly, and then he sighed: "Child, the death of the flesh is not the end, it is only the beginning, we are not throwing ourselves into the arms of death, but returning to the depths of the world." ”

"Maybe..."

Gatoli shrugged his shoulders helplessly, suppressing various emotions such as doubts and dissatisfaction.

"Amitabha, let's move on. ”

After reciting the Buddha's name, Master Jia'an continued to walk towards this polluted land with a Zen staff.

A faint Buddha light lingered on his body, dispersing the highly toxic gases around him.

"Master Jia'an, you have been cultivating for so many years, and the six roots have long been pure, and you have attained the knowledge of the end of the day, but you are neither an arhat nor a bodhisattva. With the depth of your realm, even if you can't reach the Ten Lands Bodhisattva realm of Fayun Land, it is absolutely no problem to become an Immovable Eight Lands Bodhisattva. Gatoroli followed behind the monk, looked at the other party's somewhat clumsy back, and asked with some puzzlement: "But why do you still maintain the body of a mortal womb?

Master Ka'an had been very kind to him, otherwise Gatoli would not have followed him even though he knew that he was going to die.

It's just that he is still a little incomprehensible, Jia An holds such a master, he can obviously fade away from the mortal womb, prove the lifeless method of forbearance, and be promoted to the Bodhisattva of the Eight Lands.

The eighth ground is the immovable land, which is the realm of the bodhisattvas of the ten places, which can be said to be true as the truth, and once it is exhausted, it is all the body, then it is always quiet and incapable of shaking.

"If I want to attain the bodhisattva realm, I will do so as early as the end of the Dharma era. Jia Anzhi didn't look back, but replied as if chatting, "It's just that this broken world has neither the Pure Land of Bliss nor the other side, even if it is proven?

"I read in the ancient books that if you cultivate Buddha, as long as you attain the bodhisattva realm, you will be able to get rid of the sea of suffering. Gatoli was a little dissatisfied with the monk's answer, and frowned, "Why are there so many discrepancies with what you said?"

"The books are all written by later generations, and there are too many subjective conjectures to be true. Jia'an stretched out his somewhat withered right hand and pointed to the death star hanging high in the east, "Look at that demon who represents fear and despair, even if I attain the bodhisattva status, it is far inferior to such a huge and distorted power, not to mention that even if there is really a Buddha appearing, I am afraid that she will not be able to do it." ”

"But on the other hand, even such a demon is struggling in the sea of suffering, wanting to be transcendent, wanting to be truly immortal, what are you not satisfied with?"

He took a deep breath, feeling the stars of death that were expanding dramatically every moment, and every time he got closer, he felt more and more the fear of death befalling him.

Even with a high spiritual realm, it is difficult to be exempt from such emotional authority.

"I'm not dissatisfied. ”

Gatoli shook his head and followed the monk forward, overcoming the growing fear in his heart, "I'm just lamenting that it's not me who has such a chance to transcend. ”

Jia Anzhi was slightly stunned after hearing this, but he scolded with a smile: "You young man, you actually compare us with the same kind of devil?!"

He wasn't really angry, his cultivation had reached such a point that it was no longer comparable to the little novice when he first started.

"Why can't light and darkness be compared together?"

Gatoli asked rhetorically with a calm expression.

He then recited 'Nam no Amitabha', then 'The Great and Omniscient God', and finally recited the supreme deity of different myths, hoping that one would open his eyes and help him through death.

"You're not a devout believer, and even if you are, it's useless to ask anyone. ”

Ka'anji stopped and tapped Gatoli's foot with his staff, signaling him to adjust his mind.

"Didn't you say I was the chosen one?" said Gatoli, pouting with some dissatisfaction, "What if anyone responds to me?"

He was still young, and he didn't want to die in vain, but in fact, he knew in his heart that no matter whose god name he was chanting now, he probably wouldn't get any help.

This world...

There is no such thing as a god at all.

Boom Boom –

But as soon as Gatoli's words fell, the dark clouds above his head suddenly exploded, and a large amount of thunder converged on it, carrying the indescribable power of heaven and earth.

Such a vision of heaven and earth made the monk and Gatoli can't help but look up, Gatoli has a blank expression, but the monk's expression has changed several times, and Gujing Wubo's face finally has a big emotional fluctuation.

“.... You've really called someone over. ”

Master Jia'an looked at the thunder vortex above the sky, his eyes were full of curiosity and vigilance, and he couldn't help muttering to himself.

......

The world of Avalon, the deep dimension of space, the sacred mountain of Olympus.

This great sacred mountain has been standing in the void for countless years, and it has existed since the birth of the world of Avalon.

Layer by layer, heavy winding upward, it is not only the kingdom of God where the true God lives, but also represents the supreme authority of the throne.

Every morning, when Eos, who is in charge of the dawn, shines the sun with his rose-colored fingers, the gods of Mount Olympus will go to the noblest and most splendid palace on the top of the mountain.

And Zeus, the king of the sky, sat on the supreme throne of thunder and overlooked it all.

Zeus has left myths and legends in many worlds, and is called the god-king, the supreme god by those believers, and there are various versions, and if his stories are connected, even the largest ocean will be filled.

He is the personification of the sky of Avalon, a throne that has fallen from the rule of infinity into a figurative throne, representing a part of the 'sky' rules in the multiverse, and is one of the oldest and most powerful god-kings alive to date.

These days of divine warfare have made even the all-knowing and all-powerful God King a little tired, this is the consumption between the rules, his divine thoughts in the endless void, joining forces with the other two Pillar God Kings, and colliding with the Scarlet King tens of thousands of times.

Every time, it fell behind.

"The embodied one-third of the rules of hell have such a powerful power, and if you awaken your complete will, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fight head-on. Zeus retracted his will in the void and opened his eyes like thunder, the infinite world swirling in his pupils, "But Avalon is doomed, I just need to quietly experience the trajectory of fate." ”

The true God is in a superposition of the past, the present, and the future, and is beyond time and is not controlled by fate, but jumping out of the control of fate does not mean that he can control the rules of fate in reverse.

Just as he was deep in thought, there was a sudden call in his ears that was devoid of respect and reverence.

But it's the call...

Let Zeus in a ten-thousandth of an instant, spy on the deeper position of fate.

Thereupon...

He decided to follow the voice to his will.