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All the monks were almost all attracted by the huge white light in the sea of clouds.

This white light, although the radiation range is very large, is not dazzling at all, but it looks a little pale under the wisps of moonlight that fall like a waterfall in the sky. But it was such a paleness or paleness that all monks, far and near, intuitively felt a hint of invisible danger of extinction, which was spreading in the air through the boundless dark demonic aura.

In this white light, the body of the Divine Consciousness of the Void appeared extremely tall, like a puppet filled with air, expanding to the extreme, expanding to the point of being like a balloon, swaying, fluctuating, as if in the next second, it would explode with a bang, completely melting into a ball of white light around it, and there was no distinction between it.

At this moment, it feels amazing. His divine consciousness seems to be extremely powerful and clear, almost no need to start his mind, thousands of miles in radius, all like the light of the Buddha, there is no trace left, if you work hard to condense your mind, you can even see the Lotus Law Peak, the Prison Demon Peak. On the other hand, I feel very bad, I feel that what I am seeing now is very unreal, like a dream bubble, and even feel extremely disillusioned and lonely because of this. He had an irrepressible urge that he might as well devote himself to the pale yellow Buddha light around him. The pale yellow Buddha light around it, although it has become a little gray under the projection of the moonlight falling from the sky, but it makes Wuxu feel extremely warm, joy and tranquility for no reason. Wuxu even felt that although he had been surrounded by these pale yellow Buddha lights, he was actually separated from them by a layer, one step away, one step away, and he could really be together, without separation, and at ease.

This kind of impulse and feeling is even stronger when Wuxu looks at Zhao Tong, Duoji, Guo Min, as well as Shi Hai, Zhu Yuanzhang, Shen Changqi and others, who have gone like meteors. Wuxu suddenly raised his head, and looked up at the sky with hateful eyes, following the wisps of moonlight......

With a bang, Li Mingshan's flesh and blood, like an explosive bag, exploded. In the blood mist, thousands of green silks instantly turned into nothing, and the thin clothes were only scattered, and the silver earrings and pink nails, like pear blossom needles in a rainstorm, flew towards the opposite demon shadow in unison with the sword in their hands. There was also a cloud of white light, rising from the blood mist, which was only faint and small at first, but it kept getting bigger and brighter.

"Slut, how dare you blow yourself up!" the shadow screamed as she scurried back. But just before the fight of life and death, only a sword away, the more and more dazzling white light, the speed can be said to be god speed, how can he escape, can he hide?!

Even if it was not far away, he could only watch with an incredible expression on his face.

At this time, the True Spirit Demon Cultivator, who had rarely lowered his head and asked questions, made a move. He stood on the Demon Heaven Wheel, his eyes still looking at the moonlight in the depths of the sea of clouds, the miserable white halo, but one of his fingers stretched out, far away towards the quietly suspended magic ring.

Under the magic ring, a sharp scream suddenly sounded. Under the magic ring, the dazzling white light was suddenly enveloped, covered, and submerged by endless demonic energy. Then, the magic ring, flew back to the magic wheel......

Zhang Ruoyue has turned into a full moon at this moment, hanging high in the air.

Below, although Wuxu had no words or actions, the slightest coldness and murderous intent that barely carried any emotion made it difficult for Zhang Ruoyue to keep Mingyue's state of mind and show her true body. Seeing it, the body of the Divine Consciousness of the Enlightenment Void became more and more inflated and transparent. Zhang Ruoyue, hesitating, stopped the cool moonlight pouring out, and sacrificed the Nebula Bamboo Sword. The Nebula Bamboo Sword, with a different phase of stars and moon flying together, flew down, ignoring the pale yellow Buddha light, and stabbed towards the body of the Enlightenment Void Divine Consciousness, getting closer and closer.

At this time, on the Lotus Law Peak, the sound of the wooden fish sounded, and a golden light flew towards the Nebula Bamboo Sword, and at the same time, the Demon Heavenly Wheel on the Prison Demon Peak turned more urgently, and the magic ring on Zhao Tong's arm automatically flew out, facing the golden light shot out by the Sanskrit Wooden Fish on the Lotus Law Peak, and flew away.

Zhao Tong's face was sad, and then he also flew towards the bright moon in the sky above Wuxu, like Chang'e running to the moon. She stepped on the black cloud turned into a magic ring, and before she arrived, the four magic flags behind her had already flown to the full moon that Zhang Ruoyue turned into with a whining magic sound.

Thousands of miles away, Guo Min looked at the full moon that appeared and disappeared under the four magic flags, and suddenly, he also made a move, and the bamboo slip in his hand turned into a fire dragon. The fire dragon, when seen closely, is a red group of light, each of which is a word, full of heroic righteousness. The fire dragon did not fly towards the full moon, but flew towards the miserable white light group where Wuxu was.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen Changqi, further away. Zhu Yuanzhang, looking at Wuxu's body of divine consciousness flickering like a flame, lowered his head and clasped his palms, and sighed mournfully, "I should say goodbye to Tianfu Jiming Temple, I haven't seen it for a long time, I didn't expect to go up to Lushan tonight, but I saw that Senior Brother Wuxu was going to pass away." Shen Changqi, also with a solemn face, said while looking at it from afar, "Master Wuxu somehow wants to explode with that nine-leaf green lotus lamp. But the Holy Maiden of the Imprisoned Demon Peak, as well as the real person of Haoran Peak Qinglian, all went to the rescue. After a pause, "You and I have an old relationship with Master Wuxu, should we also go to help Master Wuxu." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head and looked at Shen Changqi in surprise, "The third prince also has an old relationship with Senior Brother Wuxu?"

Shen Changqi looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with a surprised and vigilant face, "This king once discussed Buddha with Master Wuxu on Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, and talked with Hangzhou West Lake boating. Zhu Daoyou, why make such a fuss?"

"I see. Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly raised his hand and wiped the moist corners of his eyes, "Senior Brother Wuxu, compassion is cherished, chivalrous and free, and it is natural to be able to enter the eyes of the third prince." ”

But when he saw Shen Changqi, he turned into a ghost dragon, about a thousand feet long, his claws were shining, and his horns were electrified, and he roared towards Zhu Yuanzhang, and then flew towards Wuxu.

Zhu Yuanzhang, seeing this, his eyes were faint, flashed, and then, he also turned into a golden dragon and flew over.

The sound of the Sanskrit wooden fish and its golden light, the magic ring driven by the demon wheel of the Prison Demon Peak, fought fiercely in the air overhead; Zhao Tong, who had not yet arrived before the magic flag, fought the full moon from time to time, and the moon was intermittent; there was also the fire dragon played by Guo Min, "After retreating from eating, he still had to sit silently and clear his heart, and sent his intention to the outside side, like entering the fire to gather a cool door", such a light cluster of more than 100 words over and over again was flying in front of him; there was also a ghostly black dragon, a golden dragon, cruising around him......

These are clearly seen by Wuxuan. Although he ignored it indifferently, he was awakened by everyone's repeated actions! It turned out that at this moment, he was about to be refined into the wick by the Nine Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp!

Originally, he stayed well in the Tianyuan Temple, which had been turned into a dojo. But he was unwilling, this silence of the Dharma realm, this breath of silence, was burned by the flames of this nine-leaf green lotus lamp. Why? I traveled through reincarnation to the end of this element, and after some life and death, I obtained the Dharma Realm of the Tantric Mandala of Buddhism, and then had an epiphany of emptiness and silence on the island, and I did not cultivate the Dharma Realm Buddha-figure, and I was at ease in my own contemplation. This extinguishing Dharma realm, the qi of extinguishment, is actually equivalent to all kinds of cultivation in the past, and it is equivalent to the relics of one's own cultivation for one lifetime.

Wuxu even thought that that night, he and Senior Brother Dorjee were on a boat in the middle of the Bianliang River, talking about Seyan Luo Huan! If you don't cultivate the Dharma Realm and are at ease in your own contemplation, don't you love freedom? If you want to turn the Dharma Realm into a dojo, don't you dislike the personal attachment relationship represented by the empowerment of a guru in Tantra? If you don't like to practice others and subordinates into coercion Vajra protectors, and you choose to participate in the same practice with Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan, and others, isn't it a love of freedom?

Perhaps it is because of the reincarnation of the 21st century, that there is no Buddha-figure, self-contemplation, and love of freedom.

At this moment, the flame of the Buddha's light of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp wants to burn out all the extinguishing qi generated by the absence of the Buddha-figure, and turn itself into a wick, what freedom does he have at all?

All kinds of past, all kinds of thoughts, are born by contemplating. As a result, all kinds of pain followed. The pale yellow Buddha light around it is like a blazing flame. Enlightenment is like being in the Infernal Fire. Flames, like heavenly fire, flying and jumping, thousands of forms, swords, guns, bows and arrows, wooden fish incense burners, flowers and trees, Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, celestial beings and asuras, all dragons, ghosts, snakes, gods, etc., are all around Wuxu!

Zhang Ruoyue's Nebula Bamboo Sword was to pierce and pierce her swelling divine consciousness body before she turned into a part of the wick of the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lantern, so as not to give the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lantern a chance to grow. Then, Zhang Ruoyue used the Great Sui to ask for the Dharma Seal, and with the help of this waterfall-like moonlight, she took away the nine-leaf green lotus lamp.

Zhao Tong, this time he came back and killed the bright moon that Zhang Ruoyue turned into to stop Zhang Ruoyue. She would rather Wuxu explode and explode violently, than Wuxu would be pierced by Zhang Ruoyue's sword and die so badly.

Guo Min, playing this fire dragon containing the words of Confucianism, wants to remind himself with the meaning of "like a fire gathering a cool door". But the nine-leaf green lotus lamp was originally a treasure of Buddhism, and the fire dragon she played was even more powerful in the flames of Buddha's light.

And the two dragons that Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen Changqi turned into, although they wanted to save themselves, were too far apart, and fortunately they were too far apart, otherwise, if they flew over, the situation would be worse. A ghost dragon is afraid that it will backfire, and a golden dragon is visible and godless, and it is useless to be afraid!

They all thought that Wuxu was going to explode by himself, but how did they know that Wuxu was being refined by the Nine-Leaf Qinglian Lantern at this moment.

Enlightenment is the only way to bear it. However, Wuxu couldn't afford it.

As soon as he flew out of Tianyuan Temple, the flame of Buddha light in the Dharma Realm Dojo fell on the body of Wuxu's divine consciousness. At this moment, Wuxu could no longer return to the Dharma Realm Dojo, and he could not escape into the sea sound conch, because he had been completely fixed in the glass lampshade.

Almost all of the extinguishing qi in the Dharma Realm had been extracted by Wuxu, and it was burned in the glass lampshade.

The flame of Buddha's light is like a three-flavor true fire, burning the sky, burning the earth, and burning everything. Once he awakened, he fell from the Buddha country to hell, and then fell from a warm place to a raging sea of fire, and boundless joy and tranquility ceased to exist, and in an instant, turned into boundless pain.

Not only is there this boundless pain, but also the Xingyun Bamboo Sword that Zhang Ruoyue stabbed down. With this sword, Wuxu felt almost unavoidable. The reason why Zhang Ruoyue turned to save himself was because in the falling moonlight, he sensed that the qi of his Dharma Realm was about to be exhausted, and he was no longer able to resist the flame of the Buddha light of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and he would soon turn into the wick of the Buddha lamp. At this time, how could he resist her Nebula Bamboo Sword? Although he also had Nebula Bamboo, if he wanted to resist her sword, how could he be distracted to resist the Nine-Leaf Blue Lotus Lamp?

In the Dharma Realm Dojo, Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan and other seven people gathered in the main hall of Tianyuan Temple, and they were singing in unison, chanting mantras and casting the white lotus**. They were not feeling good at the moment, because the entire Tianyuan Temple was in a sea of fire. The nine-leaf green lotus lamp will turn Wuxu into a wick, and naturally, the Dharma Realm Dojo of Wuxu will also be burned.

They and Wuxu are now truly in the same breath, sharing blessings and misfortunes. Fang Cai is also like Enlightenment, boundless joy and tranquility, and as Enlightenment awakens, they all fall into the Infernal Hell. It's just because Wuxu has borne most of the power of the Buddha's Light Flame outside, that they have been able to survive until now.

The Nebula Bamboo Sword that Zhang Ruoyue stabbed, they naturally sensed it, and Wuxu's and even their own situation was as clear as Wuxu. I saw them look at each other, chant the Buddha's name, and fly out of Tianyuan Temple.

Wu Xuan was shocked, at this time, he was no longer able to fully control the Dharma Realm Dojo. He instantly knew the thoughts of Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan and others, and shouted, "Don't!". But Zhang Cuilu and Lu Pingshan, without any pause, flew out of Tianyuan Temple, and then flew out of the Dharma Realm Dojo, flying around Wuxu in the glass lampshade.

If the body of consciousness has tears, or the soul has tears, then the Enlightenment has already shed tears at this moment. He watched as the nebula bamboo sword pierced through the glass lampshade, and watched Zhang Cuilu, Lu Pingshan and others, chanting the Buddha's name, turning into a white lotus, facing the cold water and moonlight, and the bright starlight, flying past.

The white lotus they turned into was so holy and innocent, it seemed that the nine-leaf green lotus lamp was also attracted, and the flames were all turned into golden lotus, and most of them flew around the white lotus they turned into, towards the Nebula Bamboo Sword.

When they flew towards the Nebula Bamboo Sword, they began to become transparent when they were surrounded by countless golden lotuses, and then they were gradually dyed with a layer of golden color.

When the cold moonlight and bright starlight dissipated, the seven of them, Zhang Cuilu, Bi Lanlan, Cheng Song, He Xiaohua, Jiang Dingchun, Lu Pingshan, Zhao Qiuhe, and the white lotus they turned into also dissipated. But Wuxu knew that in the glass lampshade, there was an extra golden lotus and an extra flame. Wu Xu, cast his "gaze" on the nine-leaf green lotus lamp wick. There was a little flame on the wick, but it never flew out, turned into a flame, and burned the void, it was just there, swaying quietly, as if it would never be extinguished, giving you light and heat, giving you warmth.

With a snort, the glass lampshade was punctured again, and there was another crack. It was Wu Xu, who stabbed out the sacrificial Nebula Bamboo Sword fiercely.

The Tianyuan Temple in the Dharma Realm Dojo was burned to the ground, and it was all burned to the ground, all of which turned into a breath of silence in the laughter of Wuxu, and the waves rushed out, gushing out, heading towards the wick of the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and it was uncontrollable.

Countless golden lotuses, from the glass lampshade, flew out, replacing the large white ball of light, rendering the air into a golden yellow, rendering it extremely sacred. Wuxu seems to be like a golden-bodied Arhat stepping on auspicious clouds, and his momentum is compelling.

But soon, everyone found out. Wuxu, there is no self-explosion. He still sat down, his treasure was solemn, and a white lotus underneath slowly rotated, emitting a cold white light.

That's not all, the bright moon that Zhang Ruoyue turned into poured down the cold moonlight again. And Zhao Tong, the skeleton sword, I don't know when, began to stab towards the Nine Leaf Qinglian Lantern again. There is also Guo Min, the fire dragon that "gathers like a fire to clear the cool door", as well as Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen Changqi, a golden dragon and a ghost dragon, all of which are swimming among the golden lotuses that keep flying out.

Then, those golden lotuses were like fireworks in the world, shining brightly, and then they fell in all directions and dissipated.

As these golden lotuses fell and dissipated like fireworks, Wuxu and the nine-leaf green lotus lamp gradually lost their brilliance, and finally returned to the dark night sky and demonic energy.

The entire sea of clouds in Lushan is silent.

The full moon that Zhang Ruoyue turned into also disappeared.

The Sanskrit sound wooden fish on the Lotus Law Peak withdrew the golden light, and the last magic ring flew back and put it on Zhao Tong's arm. Zhao Tong turned around, expressionless, and flew towards the Imprisoned Demon Peak. But no one stopped him.

Guo Min, retracted the fire dragon, without saying a word, and flew towards Haoran Peak.

Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen Changqi, a golden dragon and a ghost dragon, are also flying. Zhu Yuanzhang, the golden dragon turned into, the flames around him loomed, and the golden lotus loomed, and Shen Changqi, the ghost dragon turned into a ghost dragon, became more gloomy and cold, and more solemn.

The sound of the Buddha's horn, suddenly from the lotus peak, from the sky above the demon island, sounded long. It seems that the immeasurable harmony of the Daomen, as well as the Confucianism's righteousness, runs through Changhong. No matter what level of monk it is, they can hear the regret and the faint killing intent in it.

Yin Gang Peak, Rakshasa Peak, and Prison Demon Peak, there is no such movement. It's just that a true spirit demon cultivator from the Imprisoned Demon Peak said happily, "The Demon Prayer Ceremony, the ceremony is over." ”

Seeking the true spirit overhaul of the three peaks of Lotus Law Peak, Qingjing Peak, and Haoran Peak on the Demon Island, they took the real monks around them and flew towards each peak.

The sea of clouds in Lushan was suddenly radiant again, brushing and brushing, and the night was illuminated as day.

Lu Miaoying, on the moon boat, also shot out a moonlight like daylight, independent and special, brilliant and eye-catching.

Thousands of miles, for these True Spirit Great Cultivators, it is only a step away. It's as if they're looking at each other through glass when they're in the wrong car.

Lu Miaoying's expression was unattainable, and many true spirits were overhauled, like strangers. Even some true spiritual cultivators who came from outside the heavens, she turned a blind eye. Only a few people, when they "passed by", Lu Miaoying showed a faint smile. There is no need to look at each other, there is no need to gaze, there is something in the heart, and it is natural to smile so faintly.

Zhu Yuanzhang, Shen Changqi, and the two of them, after reporting to Haoran Peak and Yin Gang Peak respectively, reported in detail to the Black Dragon Envoy Wen Tianxiang in the area of the sea of clouds reef when they began to appear. The black dragon envoy Wen Tianxiang, after listening to the report of the two, was silent and waved his hand.

When Zhu Yuanzhang and Shen Changqi flew out of Lushan and appeared over Poyang Lake, and when Shen Changqi flew to Hangzhou Mansion, Zhu Yuanzhang, who suddenly flew northeast, asked, "Zhu Yuanzhang, why did you explain the truth just now, saying that Master Wuxu did not die, but only fell into the devil?

Zhu Yuanzhang, who flew towards Ying Tianfu, replied in a cold voice, "Third Prince, do you think my senior brother is really enchanted?" "How do you say this?" Shen Changqi felt that Zhu Yuanzhang's tone was extremely strange, and he turned his head sharply and asked, two ghostly gases on his head, like sharp horns, exuding a trace of cold air.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked around with a sad and indignant look on his face, "Buddhism is compassionate, does the third prince really understand?"

Below, countless sergeants were fighting, even if it was late at night. The Snow Mountain Plateau sent troops to attack Sichuan and Chongqing, and the Han army controlled by Ghost Xiu, Zhu Yuanzhang's Wu army of Yingtianfu, and Shen Changqishan, the East China Sea Demon Army under the command of the third prince of the Dragon Palace, were fighting fiercely in the Central Plains.

Shen Changqi was stunned, before he went to Lushan, he did not give an order, there was such a "military deployment"? Moreover, Shen Changqi can conclude that before Zhu Yuanzhang went to Lushan, he did not give an order, and he had such a fight!

"Third Prince!" Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice, "This change must have been caused by the Han Army of Wuchang Mansion!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, in fact, this can no longer be said clearly. The Han Army of Wuchang Mansion, behind it is the Rakshasa Peak Ghost Xiu, and it is the Black Dragon Envoy Wen Tianxiang!

As soon as Zhu Yuanzhang's words came out, Shen Changqi immediately understood, but he still looked at Zhu Yuanzhang suspiciously.

On the top of Lushan Mountain, he watched the battle for a long time, and then turned into a ghost dragon and went to help. Master Wuxu, the divine consciousness sent a message to him, saying, "I want to be silent, and the third prince will not be in chaos when he is in danger, and I will give it away with a trace of silence!" He dared to conclude that Zhu Yuanzhang also gained a lot of benefits, even more than himself.

But he didn't understand why Zhu Yuanzhang made Wen Tianxiang to the black dragon, and he realized that he was not dead, but also fell into the devil. You must know that with that moment of Buddha's light, ten thousand golden lotuses, Wuxu is with the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, disappeared. Zhu Yuanzhang said to the black dragon envoy that it was really a betrayal.

Zhu Yuanzhang, looking at the world, looking at the melee of the three armies in the Central Plains in the night, and looking at the conquest in the land of Sichuan, Chongqing, and Bashu, asked quietly, "Buddhism is merciful, the third prince, do you understand!"

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