Thousands of miles away, in the middle of a temple.

A dim golden light passed through the void, fell in the temple, sprinkled a string of blood flowers, the dragon chanted slightly, the void rippled, and turned into a golden figure, which was the dragon descending Arhat.

However, the current situation of the Dragon Descending Arhat is obviously very bad, his face is pale, his spirit is malaise, his spirit is weakened, the light of the Buddha around him is uncertain, and most of the three flowers on the top are withered, like a candle swaying in the wind, it seems that it will be extinguished at any time.

"Ahem, the human race has many heroes, and the Ming Hidden Dragon... Crouching Tiger, ahem... But he is a poor monk... Careless..."

The dragon descending Arhat staggered, his palms swayed, trembling and took out a Buddha fruit from his arms, stuffed it into his mouth, the Buddha light all around his body, the Sanskrit singing all around, the sound of prayer shook the void, and he was treating his injuries.

After a long time, a dragon's roar echoed in the temple, shaking the temple's great array to manifest, and even the golden bell rang again and again.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the bell is vast, the light of the Buddha ripples, at this moment, above the void, the golden light is diffuse, from the void to the real, like a waterfall falling, the dragon Arhat is shrouded, injected into his body, the inside should be combined with the outside, repair the wounded body.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, Senior Brother of the Dragon, why is he so badly injured?"

A gentle voice came, the Void Buddha was bright, brilliant and dazzling, shining in the world, a young man in a robe walked down from the sky, handsome, barefoot, picturesque eyebrows, smiling at the corners of his mouth, making people under the sun, like a spring breeze.

This young man's eyes are indifferent, calm and calm, and his treasure is solemn, as if he has seen through the red dust of the world, without sorrow or joy, unearthly, and dusty.

"Ahem... It turned out to be the younger brother of Jin Chan, thank you for your help......"

The Dragon Descending Arhat was watered by the golden cicada Buddha light, and he took another Buddha fruit before, and the two were combined, although his body was still gloomy, but his injuries were stabilized.

"I met a human scribe, who was carrying a heavy treasure, so good at life, that he almost beat the poor monk to death. ”

"Oh?" the young man was slightly surprised, and said, "Who is it? Is it the Tianjiao of the human race? or one of the sons? The poor monk got the news, the emperor issued an edict to recruit talents, and many people suspected of being the sons of a hundred families came from all over the wilderness, could it be that the senior brother met one?"

"The poor monk doesn't know. The Dragon Descending Arhat said in a deep voice, "But that young man is a little strange. Even if he is not one of the sons, he must be the peerless pride of the human race!"

"Whether it is the sons of the people, or the human race Tianjiao, they all contain great luck, if they can convert to my Buddha, it will be my Buddhism's luck will rise, preach the famine, and prosper in the world!"

Jin Chan said solemnly, "Now, when the master is in charge of Lingshan for the first time, he needs to establish his majesty, and if he can attract the sons or the human race to take refuge, it would be very good." ”

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, but the poor monk forgot to congratulate his junior brother. The Dragon Descending Arhat was suddenly startled, and then he thought that the young man in front of him was no longer the dispensable golden cicada of Mount Meru, but was accepted as a disciple by the current Buddha, "Congratulations to the senior brother for worshiping the Buddha as a teacher, it is really gratifying!"

"Nan Wu Amitabha!" Jin Chan silently recited the Buddha's name, and said calmly, "Shizun also admires Senior Brother Descending Dragon, and when this matter is over, the poor monk is willing to introduce Senior Brother to him." ”

"So, thank you very much. "The dragon descending Arhat clasped his hands together, smiled slightly, and above his fingertips, the golden glow was swirling, like a pillar of Buddha incense burning, diffusing wisps of Buddha light, blending with the void, exuding a fragrance, and then gradually dissipating...

"Attracting Buddha incense?!" Jin Cicada was stunned, and glanced thoughtfully at the Dragon Descending Arhat, "It turns out that Senior Brother has already prepared." ”

......

The sun shines on the earth, the forest is lush and lush, and a drop of dew rolls down, emitting a golden glow, like a layer of golden yarn, which has quite an artistic conception.

In the mountains and forests, in a cave, a figure lay down on the ground, his face was slightly pale, his eyes were closed, his lips were chapped, and his body was stiff, like four people.

In the middle of the night, when everything was silent and starry, the figure was still lying on the ground, but his face was gradually ruddy, his breath was slowly easing, and it seemed that his injuries were gradually healing.

"Whew!

Li said that he woke up slowly, the pain on his face disappeared in a flash, he covered his head with his hands, opened his worried eyes, and looked around cautiously, "I remember that before falling asleep, I once opened an ancient cave in a mountain forest, and then ......"

"No! This is not an ancient cave that I opened before I fell asleep!" Li said, looking around, the breeze was blowing, overgrown with weeds, and the stars were shining, shining here as if it were day.

He realized that something was wrong, and suddenly woke up, "What kind of place is this? It's not an ancient cave, it's not a mountain forest, it's not even the Flood Continent... It doesn't seem to be!"

Li Shuo stood up, raised his eyes, and crossed the towering mountain, and more than ten zhang away, a huge wave of ten zhang covered the sky, striking the sky, as if to destroy the entire island.

Crash!

The huge wave seemed to hit something, and it suddenly fell in mid-air on the edge of the island, and a booming sound was heard in an instant.

It's a small island, surrounded by an abyss of sea!

"Well, Li said that the split soul suddenly broke off contact?"

In the Desolate Continent, the Dwarf Mountain Taoist Temple, Li Lin himself suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, "No! It's not that the connection has been broken, but this connection... If there is nothing, it seems to have fallen into the abyss, blocked, dark... It's more like entering a secret realm. ”

Li Lin's heart shook, Li said that he used the soul as a medium to mobilize the laws of the heavenly net, manifest the true meaning, and fight the dragon and Arhat, but then cut off the contact...

Li said the law of operation, the soul entered the heavenly net, and in an instant, it covered all parts of the Ming Dynasty, and soon found Li Shuo, who was drowsy in the ancient cave of the mountains and forests.

"Sure enough!"

Li Lin mobilized the laws of heaven and earth, crossed time and space, reversed the situation, and with the help of the connection between the deity and the split soul, he prepared to descend to the secret realm where Li Shuo's split soul was.

"Buzz!"

A darkness struck, an abyss rose and fell, isolating heaven and earth, time and space, cutting off the shackles of the flood famine, and seemed to be independent of the flood famine, blocking Li Lin's arrival.

"Wendao, the root of human beings! The vast sky, the earth, the ancient age, the vast wilderness, life here, should be preserved, should be inherited!"

"The inheritance of literature and Taoism is immortal and immortal, and the human race is passed down from generation to generation, and it will last forever!"

"Literature, law, literati, spirit. Self-oriented, the same as nature, in harmony with the avenue, communicating the law, attracting heaven and earth..."

Boom Boom!

"This is..."

Li Lin's expression was shocked, the light flashed, and his soul returned to the deity, rolling Dao sound, containing mysteries, as if across time and space, like Huang Zhong Da Lu resounded in Li Lin's heart, rippling leisurely, eternal.

Above Li Lin's head, the prototype of the Heavenly Emperor's seal faintly appeared, accompanied by that Dao sound, a half-human-sized phantom appeared on the Dharma seal, and the figure was blurred, making people unable to see clearly, but in the dark, there seemed to be something more, and with a bang, it completely suppressed the laws and completely gained the upper hand.

"This is the general chapter of the Wenzang!" After a long time, Li Lin slowly exhaled a breath, with a serious face, and solemnly whispered, "The Dao sound just now, if I didn't guess wrong, it should be Wenzu preaching!"

"There... It's the forbidden land of Wenyuan!"

Wenyuan forbidden land, protected by literary meaning, outside the independent wilderness, non-human generations, non-heavenly resources, non-inheritance of Wendao, can not enter!

Even, if it weren't for chance, I wouldn't even be able to feel the forbidden place of Wenyuan!