Killing the fourth prince and the ninth prince of the Dragon King was really a big deal! The two of them were not only true monks, but also the biological heirs of the Great True Spirit Monk Ao Bai, the Dragon King of the East China Sea.

Soon, a palpitating breath came from high in the sky above Huai'an City, and then, with an angry dragon roar, five golden rays of light shot down like lightning. It was Ao Bai, who was the only five-clawed golden dragon in the dragon clan today, and attacked with all his strength from the extremely distant Lu Mountain. Suddenly, in the sky above Huai'an City, there was a crack, and the golden cracks quickly extended from the top to the surroundings, like a huge net. The demonic power like a sword poured down from the rift, as if endless, enveloping all people and all monks.

Rao is enlightenment escaped into the void, flew away, sat in the Tianyuan Temple of the Dharma Realm Dojo, held the seal to sacrifice the Vajra does not destroy the Tibetan Dharma, and was also shocked to protect the golden light of the body, spitting blood. Zhang Cuilu and the others hid in the nine-leaf green lotus lamp and barely escaped.

This is not over, maybe it is because of the secret method of the dragon clan, that dragon king Ao Bai seems to have locked Wuxu and others from afar, and most of the subsequent attacks came towards Wuxu and others who were far away. The so-called one force descends ten meetings, and the True Spirit Great Monk kills with all his strength, although the Mandala Dharma Realm is extremely mysterious, it is also difficult to resist. Wuxu only felt that the Dharma Realm Dojo was like an earthquake, the entire Tianyuan Temple was shaking, and his whole person couldn't help but fly sideways, coughing up blood, and had to take the nine-leaf green lotus lamp to enter the sea conch.

The sea sound conch is the dojo of the world of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and it belongs to the magic weapon of the cave heaven. As soon as Wuxu and the others entered, their breath was completely isolated, and even if it was the secret method of the dragon clan, they could not be sensed and explored. That Aobai's air attack, lost its main target, became more violent, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the huge roar, always echoed from the sky above Huai'an City to the vast sea, the terrible golden mang, flashing back and forth, almost a dry monk, wiped out cleanly, no distinction between the enemy and me.

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On the top of Lushan, Ao Bai withdrew his hand hatefully, turned his head and looked at Haoran Peak in front of him again, his eyes were bloodshot, and the gray-blue eyes in the middle showed a crazy light.

Haoran Peak, in this catastrophe in the world, has absorbed enough so-called Haoran righteousness, and it has really opened. The Red Tomorrow Book was completely born, and countless ancient characters rose and fell in the mighty atmosphere and the chanting sound of the subdued and frustrated chanting. Layers of red clouds, surrounding Haoran Peak.

Lu Miaoying also had a calm face, a rare look of anger.

Ma Linghua and others want to use the Haoran Qi condensed by the beliefs of the human race in the world to promote the real opening of Haoran Peak and the birth of the Red Tomorrow Book. She already knew that when Zhang Ruoyue, Wuxu and others mistakenly broke into the secret realm of the Star Sea of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, they went to Yin Gang Peak, first revealed that the real third prince Ao Li had already been destroyed, and then proposed that the Moon Covering Sect and the East China Sea Demon Clan join forces in Lushan. One purpose is to use the dragon clan, the human totem, to seize part of Haoran Qi when Haoran Peak is opened, so as to seize the dominance of the Red Tomorrow Book with Ma Linghua.

Who knew that Ma Linghua had already prepared, and at the critical moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was connected to Lushan. And Zhu Yuanzhang led the army of the human race to resist the East China Sea Demon Clan and invade the mainland, and the dragon qi in his body gradually turned into a quite independent true dragon Tianzi qi, and in the great war just now, he fought the demons and reappeared the style of the ancient emperor, which made the thoughts of the belief of the human race more alienated from the dragon clan who was gradually regarded as a monster.

In this way, Ao Bai and Lu Miaoying went to Lushan Mountain, summoned those divine dragon protectors who had long enjoyed the belief of the human race, and one by one showed their original forms, and went straight to Haoran Peak with great spirit, wanting to control the Haoran Qi condensed by some of the human races, but the bamboo basket was empty, and they returned in vain, just with the Confucian monks led by Ma Linghua, Lu Zixu, and Luo Guiyi, they fought a hard battle. It's a pity that this time is different from the past, Haoran Peak is no longer the place where the East China Sea Demon Clan acted recklessly before. Needless to say, Ma Linghua needless to say, Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Luo Guiyi, with Ma Linghua's guidance, went to the world one after another to cultivate the authentic and heroic spirit of Confucianism, and they were righteous and uncomplicated. Although there were only four of them, relying on the Red Tomorrow Book that was gradually revealing its power, and relying on the Confucian disciples who were gradually becoming larger, they actually expelled Ao Bai, Lu Miaoying, several Dharma Protector Dragons, and a real demon cultivator with high mana.

At this moment, on the peak of Haoran Peak, one by one Confucian monks are suspended in a circle, the more inward, the more upward, like an altar to the sky, majestic and sacred. In the middle, at the top, Ma Linghua, who has not appeared for a long time, and Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Luo Guiyi, the four of them are separated from each other and stand solemnly. Between the four of them, there was a fiery red light, like a child's heart, beating and spraying waves of brilliance, scorching, gorgeous, fragrant, even causing the sky to vibrate inexplicably, and the loud sound was harmonious. In the layers of red clouds, there are thousands of words, bright red like essence blood, mighty, majestic, endless.

Ma Linghua was dressed in red light, like a cloud, only looked at Lu Miaoying, and said in a clear voice, "We Confucian people are good at cultivating Haoran righteousness. Sister Lu, find a few long worms and fool ordinary people, do you still want to take this red tomorrow book?"

"Didn't you also find a Zhu Yuanzhang to help you deceive ordinary people?" Lu Miaoying was ridiculed by Ma Linghua like this, and she was already very angry, and while sneering, she looked at Zhu Yuanzhang who was standing with a sword under Ma Linghua.

Zhu Yuanzhang has taken off his imperial makeup, and his green robe is dyed by the red brilliance of the red book behind him, and his face and hair are also purple and red, looking like a fire man, and like a general who has just gone off the battlefield and killed countless people. He was naturally not afraid of Lu Miaoying at the moment, and when he heard Lu Miaoying compare himself to a long worm, Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned, and there was no trace of waves on his face.

Ma Linghua smiled at Lu Miaoying, then looked around and said, "Today, Haoran Peak opens, and all the Taoist friends came to watch the ceremony, and they should have set up a banquet to entertain them. I had no choice but to borrow flowers to offer Buddha and point out the location of the bronze coffin for you. ”

As soon as Ma Linghua said this, the Buddhist Sect, Dao Gate, Demon Dao, and Ghost Dao monks who had been watching from a distance before, including many scattered cultivators in the sea of clouds, were in a commotion, and they rushed towards the vicinity of Haoran Peak.

The six desolate gods and demons in Lushan have two layers, inside and outside. The treasures used by the inner array eye and the treasures used by the outer array eye in the opposite direction are generally opposite, or they are mutually reinforcing. When the Lotus Peak is opened, when the Demon Heavenly Wheel is born, there is a six-ring magic knife, and when the Prison Demon Peak is opened, when the Demon Heavenly Wheel is born, there is a nine-leaf green lotus lamp. Now, this Haoran Peak has opened, and naturally there are corresponding treasures born.

But this time Haoran Peak opened, the treasure corresponding to the Red Tomorrow Book, for some reason, has not been revealed. Before Mo said it, when Haoran Peak was opened, Ma Linghua and the others were fighting with Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai to fight with each other, causing the aura to shake within a radius of thousands of miles, and all the monks, including those True Spirit Great Monks who seemed to be omnipotent, did not find a single clue. Therefore, when Ma Linghua spit out the four words of the copper coffin in his mouth, the monks knew that the treasure this time was a copper coffin.

Ma Linghua, seeing that the monks who had just watched the battle, came like flowing water, and smiled slightly at Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai. Lu Miaoying's heart moved, and she was enlightened. Far away, Ma Linghua stretched out his finger and lightly pointed towards the direction where he and Ao Bai were.

"So there!" shouted a demon cultivator.

Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai's side, although they are powerful, but these monks are under the leadership of their respective True Spirit Great Monks, how can they be afraid. Ma Linghua was like a female dragon king, with a flick of her fingers, all the monks made a fuss, and they all flew towards the direction where Lu Miaoying, Ao Bai and the others were.

Seeing this situation, Ma Linghua turned around and said to Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Luo Guiyi, "The Red Tomorrow Book, a collection of Zhuzi Doctrine, is all-encompassing. We try our best to comprehend and integrate hundreds of schools. Zhao Haoran, Lu Zixu, and Luo Guiyi bowed their heads again and again, and then cast spells on the fiery light. The light grew bigger and bigger, and soon enveloped Haoran Peak and even Zhengqi Island.

And the sea of clouds below where Lu Miaoying, Ao Bai and the others were located, a trace of corpse decay began to waft out. Obviously, this is the breath of that bronze coffin. Lu Miaoying saw that she was secretly designed by Ma Linghua again, and looked at the monks flying from all directions, and couldn't help but show a hint of murderous intent on her face, but soon flew down first. The monks, seeing this, were even more certain. The closer you fly, the more obvious the smell of corpse decay becomes. Many monks, although frowning, but the speed is not reduced, and some are even more happy, fragrant Ruolan.

Lushan and the sea of clouds, the monks are all choosing islands, because the sea of clouds is dense, not only the aura is disordered below, but also the divine consciousness is quite blocked. Some people speculate that this may be related to the entire Six Desolations God and Demon Chaos Array in Lushan.

I saw that Lu Miaoying and Ao Bai rushed to the front. Lu Miaoying took Zhang Ruoyue, and Ao Bai took several Dharma Protector Dragons who were also at the True Spirit level, as well as a real demon cultivator, and disappeared into the sea of clouds in an instant. Immediately after Zhao Tong, Xuan Jizi and others, under the leadership of the three True Spirit Demon Cultivators, Na Wen Tianxiang, several Ghost Dragon Cultivators, and Na Lu Yeqing, the two parties almost at the same time, flew in.

The sea of clouds, which was originally calm, suddenly boiled, and the light of the ritual weapons, as well as a loud shout, continued to emerge from below the sea of clouds. The increasingly intense aura of corpse decay, like a pale yellow haze, spread like a poisonous snake over the sea of clouds. The smell of death permeated a radius of hundreds of miles.

"Nam no Shakyamuni Buddha!", "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!", 。。。。。。

The monks of the Lotus Dharma Peak Buddha Gate, the monks of the Qingjing Peak Daoists, stopped at it and never went down. This bronze coffin accompanied by the Red Tomorrow Book is really a great culprit. The two factions of Buddhism and Taoism are not only useless, but they also have to be suppressed by the True Spirit Great Monks, and they are also fought for by the foreign monks. They came to watch the opening of Haoran Peak this time, for this bronze coffin, it is mainly a view of the word, observing, there is no self-use, but must not be guarded against. Right now, in the sea of clouds, it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and there is a hidden danger, and they are guarding outside, waiting for the changes.

Those monks belonging to the three major forces of the Sea of Clouds, as well as some casual cultivators, most of them lingered for a while, and they also stopped outside silently.

After a while, the monks outside heard a violent vibration and a terrible scream from under the sea of clouds. Immediately afterwards, a large group of monks, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and demon cultivators flew out in panic, and some of them were injured. As soon as I inquired, I learned that the corpse decay gas below was like a pool, and even the vast clouds were like dense spider webs. Ordinary monks, once contaminated, will become more and more, thicker and thicker, wrapping you tightly, like a silkworm chrysalis, not to mention that the aura is thin and disordered, even the external divine consciousness is also greatly weakened and blocked, and it feels like being in a cemetery.

That's not all, the monks followed the rotting breath of the corpse, and carefully flew down for more than ten miles, and they didn't know what happened in the deepest part, and at the front and bottom, there were actually True Spirit Great Monks fighting. The real monks who were in front of them were killed, and they were either killed or wounded, and then, all the real monks, after receiving orders from their own True Spirit Monks, all withdrew.

The fight between the True Spirit Great Cultivators first occurred between Ao Bai and Wen Tianxiang.

At the beginning, Lu Miaoying went to Yingang Peak and told Ao Bai that his son Ao Li had already been destroyed, and the current third prince was just someone else's disguise. Ao Bai was skeptical, and when he arrived in the world, he met Shen and Changqi, and wanted to examine it carefully, but the war was imminent, so he only tried it a little with words. But Lu Miaoying's words are conclusive, naturally not groundless, and Ao Bai's heart is already a dark cloud. Unexpectedly, the two sons of Ao Ji and Ao Feng died at the same time, and the murderer strangely lost his trace! In addition, he joined forces with Lu Miaoying of the Moon Occultation Sect to seize the dominance of the Red Heaven Book and failed. Ao was furious, extremely aggrieved, and wanted to kill the Quartet. This emotion is even stronger under the sea of clouds.

It just so happened that Wen Tianxiang took several ghost cultivators and flew from behind. Ao Bai couldn't help but recall that before, Wen Tianxiang joined forces with Zhao Haoran and Lu Zixu to stop him, and he couldn't hold back the anger and killing intent in his heart anymore, without saying a word, he roared angrily and flew towards Wen Tianxiang.

Wen Tianxiang, as soon as he raised his hand, he also conjured up a black and shiny dragon claw, blocking Ao Bai's attack, frowning and saying coldly, "Dragon King, it seems that this green bronze coffin is bound to win?!"

"The bronze coffin?" Ao Bai smiled. Lu Miaoying seems to attach great importance to this treasure that accompanies the Red Heaven Book, and when she first went to Yin Gang Peak, she did not hesitate to tell herself about the Nebula Bamboo, and promised that if Ao Bai could help him get this thing, then she would help him get a piece of the Nebula Bamboo. But at this moment, Ao Bai's eyes were red, but it was not just for this bronze coffin. The bronze coffin of Qingming must be taken, and the pain of losing a child must be avenged!

Ao Bai glanced at Wen Tianxiang fiercely, then raised his arm and pointed at him, and at the same time pointed at the ghost dragon monk left and right and behind him, and said in a deep voice, "It can be said that it is not my race, and its heart must be different." Wen Tianxiang, just in the world, joined forces with the Confucian monks of the human race to kill countless demon clans. Even if you don't remember your old identity, how can Yin Gang Peak be headed by a human race spy?!" As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and suddenly golden light flickered, as if countless golden dragons were speeding towards Wen Tianxiang. Behind him, several generations of Dharma Protector Dragons of the East China Sea Dragon Palace glanced at each other, and then flew over.

At the same time, the ghost dragons on the other side, as well as Lu Yeqing and the others, also moved, and they were completely unbewitched by Ao Bai's heart-wrenching words, and still stood on Wen Tianxiang's side.

"Ao Bai, you have lived for thousands of years in vain, and you are still so stubborn and stupid!" Wen Tianxiang laughed, his figure scattered, and turned into a surging ghostly spirit.

"Haoran Peak to open, Rakshasa Peak to open Rakshasa Peak, all need to rely on the ordinary people in the world, they are to be the spirit of Haoran before death, we want to be angry after death, each takes what he needs, it is really two pennies. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, you rushed out of the East China Sea with a large number of demon cultivators, slashing and killing indiscriminately, and the demonic spirit overflowed. Now, in order to forcibly snatch my ghost treasures, you bite the old man back!"

Wen Tianxiang'er and the other voices slowly echoed in all directions, the gray ghost qi and the thick corpse decay qi, water milk, blending, all turned into darkness, releasing an incomparably cold killing intent, like the underworld, a ghost monk shadow longing, fluttering, full of life.

The three True Spirit Demon Cultivators who came down from the outside of the sky had already flown not far away. After listening to Wen Tianxiang's sneering words, they looked at the underworld that he had conjured up with the help of the strong corpse decay aura, and then stopped, and one of the crane-haired old men even narrowed his eyes, as if he was pretending to sleep.

But Lu Miaoying made a move. She could already see that this place was not far from the bronze coffin. Wen Tianxiang and other ghost monks, in that thick and gloomy corpse decaying atmosphere, like a fish in water, Ao Bai and other dragon monks are difficult to defeat.

The five fingers of her hand changed, and she shot a spiritual trick towards the heart of the bright moon on Zhang Ruoyue's chest beside her, and saw that Zhang Ruoyue's chest was full of brilliance, and the Dao Yuehua was spread under her feet, like a huge crystal. The moon is feminine and feminine, and the sex is yin, blocking the corpse rot qi rising from the depths without triggering a violent counterattack. With her other hand, holding the Xingyun Bamboo, she stabbed at the place where Wen Tianxiang and the others were. A small piece of bamboo, a foot in its hand, released a faint colored light, dotted with stars, flying into the darkness on the opposite side, like stars all over the sky and night sky.

The three True Spirit Demon Cultivators' faces changed drastically, and they all exclaimed in surprise, "Xingyun Bamboo!" Six eyes stared at the bamboo piece in Lu Miaoying's hand, radiating a scorching light. Subsequently, the three of them also made a move, and it turned out to be three magic rings, glowing with a ghostly light, and the finished glyph flew towards Lu Miaoying.

"Three friends of the cold year!" Lu Miaoying pressed on Zhang Ruoyue's heart with one hand, and withdrew the Xingyun Bamboo with the other, dancing a light curtain, screaming angrily, secretly regretting it in her heart. She and these three True Spirit Demon Cultivators had known each other since they were outside the sky, but she didn't expect that these three people had also heard of Xingyun Bamboo, and they recognized it at a glance!

The three True Spirit Demon Cultivators on the opposite side laughed in unison, "Fairy Miaoyue, don't come to harm!" We have no intention of offending, just ask the fairy to borrow the things in his hand to take a look. As they spoke, their hands were not idle, urging the three magic rings of the Demon Wheel with all their might. The magic ring was like a circular saw rotating at high speed, and Lu Miaoying waved a light curtain with a nebula bamboo, and with a snort, three small cracks were broken.

Lu Miaoying suddenly withdrew the light curtain and flew up with Zhang Ruoyue, as if she was about to fly out of the sea of clouds. Those three True Spirit Demon Cultivators, how could they let them get their way. The three magic rings chased after them in an instant. At this moment, Lu Miaoying suddenly stopped again, turned to face the three magic rings and these three people, his face was frosty, his eyes were angry, and a black scimitar flew out of his cuff.

This scimitar has six small rings on the back, and the shape is very similar to the three magic rings. As soon as the scimitar came out, this sea of clouds was inexplicably shocked, and the chaotic aura all surged towards it, turning into pitch-black demonic energy.

"Six-Ring Demon Knife!" The three True Spirit Demon Cultivators, their faces changed drastically, and they all exclaimed in surprise, urging the Demon Ring, but their bodies kept retreating.

Lu Miaoying snorted coldly, full of murderous intent. I saw that the six-ring magic knife instantly became several times larger, and the blade was aimed at these three demon cultivators, releasing an inexplicable qi machine. These three demon cultivators suddenly felt like a knife and wanted to escape, but they found that they had been locked by the magic knife. The six rings on the back of the Demon Knife all flew out, half towards the three Demon Rings, and half towards the three Demon Cultivators.

Wen Tianxiang and other ghost cultivators are also uncomfortable. Previously, Lu Miaoying intervened, not only temporarily cutting off the corpse rotting qi, but also shattering the illusioned underworld with a sword of Xingyun Bamboo. Seeing that Xingyun Zhu was so powerful, thinking of Lu Miaoying's promise, the greed in his heart suddenly rose, mixed with the original anger and grievance, and he actually let out a long dragon groan, completely dragonized, and burst out of the power of the heyday, spit out the secret words of the dragon clan, and waved out all four limbs in unison, making palms, holding swords, condensing claws, regardless of it, only flying towards Wen Tianxiang, with the momentum of ending up together. At this moment, Lu Miaoying's Nebula Bamboo Sword stabbed again.

The underworld was shattered again, and Wen Tianxiang's dark figure scattered again. A black phoenix, with a mournful roar, came to an abrupt end.

At this moment, that is, the victory or defeat of life and death, several divine senses flew in, and they all burst into shouting, "Look for death!", "Lu Miaoying, Hugh is rampant!", "Dare to use the six-ring magic knife to kill my people in the Great Freedom Palace!" 。。。。。。 At the same time, an incomparably vast aura that made Lu Miaoying, Ao Bai and others palpitate poured down from above. The sea of clouds parted, and a black circle of light appeared, as if a black hole was about to devour everything.

With a bang, the heart of the bright moon on Zhang Ruoyue's chest seemed to be shattered, emitting an incomparably strong brilliance, but it was a pity that under the shroud of the black aperture above, it was all taken away as if it had been stripped of its cocoon. Then, the six-ring magic knife flew upwards.

"Humph!" a heavy snort came from above. The black circle of light slowly swirled and pressed down on the six-ring magic knife below.

In addition to the Demon Cultivators of the Imprisoned Demon Peak, whether it was Ao Bai and other dragon clan demon cultivators, or those ghost dragons, they all felt that Mount Tai was overwhelmed, and they fled in all directions. Even those corpse rotting qi also seemed to have consciousness and retreated into the depths.

Airplanes!

The entire sea of clouds, the entire Lushan, there is a tremor.

The Six-Ring Demon Knife was subdued by the Demon Heavenly Wheel, and was controlled by the Prison Demon Peak. The bronze coffin disappeared.

The ghost dragon monks of the true spirit level of Rakshasa Peak and the Dharma Protector Divine Dragon of the true spirit level of Yin Gang Peak were all injured and returned in embarrassment.

The black dragon envoy Wen Tianxiang, the Miaoyue fairy Lu Miaoying, life and death are unknown, and their whereabouts are unknown.

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said that Wuxu took Zhang Cuilu and others to hide behind the sea sound conch, and found that the sea sound snail also had the power of faith. Moreover, the power of faith is divided into two categories. One is the Haiyin conch as the dojo of Guanyin Bodhisattva's former Suva world, in which the power of all beings' faith in Guanyin Bodhisattva is as vast as the sea. One category is very thin, compared with the former, it is like a grain of rice to the sun and the moon, which is the power of Yaoshan and Pan Ruolian's belief in Wuxu.

Wuxu thought about it carefully, not that these two people regarded themselves as bodhisattvas, these two people still devoutly worship Guanyin Bodhisattva, but these two people were brought into the sea conch by Wuxu, and they regarded Wuxu as a role such as the Venerable under the seat of Guanyin Bodhisattva, which incidentally produced some power of faith in Wuxu.

The power of these beliefs in oneself is very thin. But once Wuxu was absorbed, within a few breaths, not only healed his injuries, but also raised his cultivation to a small level. Within these few breaths, the realization of the void is really like seeing the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, only feeling the heavens and the earth, and I am the only one. After a few breaths, Wuxu reminisced and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Wuxu couldn't help but recall what Guanyin Bodhisattva said that day, to refine this into his own dojo, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed and frightened. Now, Wuxu has gradually gained an in-depth understanding of the power of this wish. If you want to refine this sea sound conch into your own dojo, I am afraid that you must make all the beings here sincerely worship and believe in yourself, not Guanyin Bodhisattva. This is not only extremely difficult, but also a great disrespect to the Bodhisattva.

This kind of scene makes Wuxu can't help but recall that the heroes in the world are competing for the Central Plains. What is the difference between Zhu Yuanzhang rebelling, overthrowing the original emperor, claiming to be the king and hegemon, and even unifying the world and becoming the new emperor? Zhu Yuanzhang condensed the mighty qi of the human race and fought against the true spirit monks, just like the reincarnation of the ancient emperors; he used the power of the wishes of the sentient beings here to heal his wounds and advance to the next level, and he experienced the lawlessness and self-esteem of that moment. What's the difference? It's all about manipulating and tricking other people's hearts, and seeking the Dharma outside of their hearts.

This is not to say that Guanyin Bodhisattva is also manipulating and making people's hearts, but that if he wants to refine the Haiyin Conch into his own dojo, it seems that he has to do so.

Looking at Zhang Cuilu and others, they are in the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, constantly absorbing the power of faith, in just half a day, the cultivation is even more skyrocketing, in addition to Pan Ruoxue, Zhang Cuilu, Cheng Song, Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe, Bi Lanlan, He Xiaohua, Jiang Dingchun Seven people, because they are all spiritual bodies, all of them have jumped to the eighth layer of mortal dust. In Wuxu's opinion, if it weren't for the restriction of their state of mind, if it weren't for the fact that they were "people other than Haiyin Conch", I am afraid that they would have been promoted to the real person level immediately.

The Buddha said, there is no way outside the heart. The Buddha said, self-purification. Why can't we do it outside our hearts? How can we purify our minds?

Because of this, after Wuxu took Zhang Cuilu and others out, he did not go to Putuo Island, nor did he go to the southeastern regions, even the Shenzhou mainland, or even Fusang in Dongying. These places, to a greater or lesser extent, all have the power of Buddhism's wishes. But Wuxu, at this moment, would rather wander in the vast sea than go ashore easily, greedy to contaminate the power of faith. What's more, from climbing Jiuhua Mountain before to fighting with Xianshan in the sky above Hangzhou Mansion a few days ago, Wuxu all felt that the power of faith and wish in this world has many secular utilitarian elements, and even hides filth.

Wuxu pondered bitterly, and Zhang Cuilu and the others continued to cultivate in the Nine Leaves Green Lotus Lamp. Everyone, on the untied boat, like a rootless ping, drifts around with the wind and waves on the sea.

For several days, until they came across a strange coffin.

This coffin, bronze, antique shape, workmanship is very exquisite. On the lid of the coffin, there are engraved with patterns such as flying dragons and phoenixes, the sun, moon and stars, which are lifelike, but they are all black, and the atmosphere is extremely gloomy. The lid of the coffin was not nailed, and there were signs of human movement, and it is estimated that someone lifted it and removed the burial objects inside. It's just strange that the lid of the coffin was not nailed and a corner was removed, but the coffin did not sink.

Wuxu was curious, and attracted the coffin to take a look, only to find that although the coffin exuded a strong dead atmosphere, it was empty, and even strangely, it didn't even drop water.

Wuxu Divine Sense was released, and he carefully probed, but he didn't find any clues or suspicious, but he saw two lines of words dancing at the bottom of the coffin. At first, it looks like a variety of patterns, but after a long time, I realized it.

"Who has not died in life since ancient times, and the only death is difficult through the ages!" Wuxu read in a low voice from left to right, and couldn't help laughing.

Indeed, this is the wise saying. Since ancient times, who has not died? But it has been difficult for all ages, and the only one who dies is that no one can escape.

How many people, in order not to die, in order to die late, before dying, did what they usually did not want to dare to disdain?

You may not be afraid of death, but can you not die? Can you live with the heavens? There are still five decays of heaven and man.

You are not afraid of death, but are you not afraid of the fate after death? Or are you not afraid of nothingness or the unknown after death?

How many people pray to God and Buddha because they are afraid of death, their fate after death, and their nothingness or unknown after death? It seems that even they themselves are no exception.

The power of faith is born from this, and it is very pious.

That's right

Since ancient times, no one has died, and it has been difficult for eternity to die.

The reincarnation of life and death is a wish, and he lies down in the coffin meditation door.