Brahmin Gate, Mt. Kongo

"Amitabha. ”

The Vajra monk said the Buddha's name, his resolute face was tired, his body was not as strong as before, and his back was slightly rickety. He folded his hands and began to close his eyes and recite the sutra. And under him, many monks also sat together and began to meditate and chant the scriptures, but their expressions were very sad.

"Poor monk, although I can't understand my wishes, but I can only do that. Vajra monk Shi Zhan said slowly, he opened his eyes, looked at the disciples below, and smiled, "From now on, you need to follow the words of the poor monk and senior brother, don't make trouble, you must study my heart method wholeheartedly, don't quarrel with the outside world, and don't avenge the poor monk, do you understand?" ”

Shi Zhan's voice became more and more, like a candle in the wind, and finally he tried to straighten his body, looked at the disciples with tears in his eyes, and said hard and slowly:

"Amitabha. ”

Then he closed his eyes, and his expression was not tired before, but solemn.

So far, the four monks of the Sanskrit sound gate, the Vajra monk has been relieved to sit.

"Master!"

Thousands of disciples were sad, and the momentum was extremely immense. They forced their grief and immediately began to help him ascend to the Western Elysium.

"Amitabha. ”

The ascetic monk Shakya, the Pudu monk Shakya, and the Hongyuan monk Shakya all recited the Buddha's name, and then turned around and left, leaving time for the disciples of Shaksan.

"How's the master?" asked Shi Zhong.

"From the moment the junior disciple entered the sitting, the master was silent, and he kept chanting in the room" Shakya sighed, "After all, the junior brother is the master's favorite disciple, but now he is ......."

"What's going on!" Shi Ming sighed heavily, and many words came to his lips, but they didn't come out.

"Monks don't speak. Shi Zhong shook his head, "This is a calamity for my junior brother, and I can't be involved." ”

"Yes, the poor monk has always thought that he has seen through everything in this world on the grounds of hard work, but he has not been able to see through the unpredictable human heart. ”

"That's all there is to the junior brother. Shi Ming said, "Listen to the master, you are mainly from the south. Be prepared, this is a matter of the fate of the strong people of that generation such as the master. ”

"Is that the benefactor?" Shakya remembered something, "The poor monk heard that the benefactor was a man of great luck, a person born of the benefactor, for the safety of this continent. ”

"It should be, specifically, or wait for the donor to come to make a conclusion. ”

"Oh no! The disciples of the inner court have rebelled!"

An exclamation interrupted Sanrao's discussion, and they glanced at each other, not long after this junior brother sat down, why was the inner courtyard in chaos!

.......

Yingzhou in the south, among the bushes

A bloodied man lay on the grass, trying to breathe as hard as he could, his body covered with many horrible wounds, and his face constantly changing, sometimes hideous and sometimes crazy, and his breath became extremely disordered, looking like a monk who was about to go mad.

"Don't try to occupy my body!"

"Mole ant, dare to snatch it from me, have you forgotten what kind of existence I am!"

"Hahaha! You are so weak now, but you are just a candle in the wind! Your will is no longer as strong as mine!"

Suddenly, the man's body lit up with multicolored light and blue light, and the two rays of light were constantly intertwined, and water and fire were incompatible. Eventually, the multicolored light prevailed, suppressing the blue light and then merging with it again.

"Whew, the light of the fireflies, and dare to compete with the bright moon. ”

The man slowly stood up, leaned on the trunk of the tree and walked outside, and a streak of water passed by, washing away the blood from his body. With a flick of his fingers, a brand new set of clothes covered him.

The sun shone on his face, this person was Wang Dazhi, who had escaped before, and his eyes flashed with a faint multicolored divine light.

"That blow must have been taught to him by that damn guy!, otherwise how could a mere mortal control such a powerful spell!" Wang Dazhi said hatefully, "It almost destroyed my divine sense, but fortunately, he is only a mortal, but he blocked the space, otherwise I would have completely failed just now." ”

"Next, I have to leave the southern Yingzhou, otherwise I will be caught up by that pistachia, and I will have no choice at all. Wang Dazhi walked staggeringly, "But now such a serious internal injury, how to heal." Wait!"

Wang Dazhi suddenly stopped, closed his eyes, and began to pinch his fingers, and then, a strange smile appeared on his face.

"It's really helping me, an old ghost actually died, it looks like I have to go to the Sanskrit Gate, that thing is also put away, it's better to let me use it well, and it can be regarded as making a little contribution to the continent of living beings." ”

After that, Wang Dazhi took out a pill from his body, then stuffed it into his mouth, swallowed it, and immediately got up and went to the teleportation array to prepare to go to Chengzhou in the west.

Pilgrimage Gate, Hall of Seven Lives.

"Are you ready to go?

Daozi said enthusiastically.

"No, no, there are still some important things to do, and I have to go to the Sanskrit Gate. Ying Yuan refused again and again, and now he is very interested in the holy scriptures, Li Ru, it seems that there is a link he wants to know about in the Sanskrit Yin Gate

"Well, then I won't force it. Michiko nodded.

"Eun, goodbye seniors. ”

"Goodbye. ”

Bidding farewell to the predecessors of the seventh life, Ying Yuan and his wife began their journey to Fanyinmen. It's just that halfway through, Yu Wanyan, who has been silent, is not calm in her heart.

Time goes back to the days when Ying Yuan was in a coma.

"You should be a little distressed, right?" Zhen Xiao, the great god of the Thunder God Temple, looked at the confused Yu Wanyan and smiled.

"Why did the god make the seniors say this?" Yu Wanyan came back to her senses and asked puzzled.

"You don't need to call me a god envoy, just call me Zhenxiao. Zhen Xiao looked at Ying Yuan, who was unconscious on the bed, "Do you feel that Thor is advancing too fast, and I can't keep up with him more and more?"

"This ...... Yes. Yu Wanyan nodded.

"Actually, I also gave you a hexagram, you two are destined people, but his luck is much stronger than yours, so the advancement has always been as fast as the roc that is swaying upward. ”

"Yes, I always feel as if I can only look at his back, but I have not been able to catch up with his footsteps, the gap between us is getting bigger and bigger, so what if, I am if, in the future, he will become a god, and I will not become a god? I may even be stuck in the ascension period for a hundred years, and he has long since left the mortal world. Yu Wanyan's voice was disappointed, "I also want to enter the divine realm with him and help him defeat those enemies." ”

"That's right. Zhen Xiao nodded, "I have a job here that can make you advance to the point of being comparable to him, but it is very dangerous, I don't know if you want to?"

"This. Yu Wanyan raised her head with a hint of firmness, "I do." ”

"Okay, when the time comes, you will go to the Central Divine Domain, come to the Thunder God Temple to find me, and I will guide you there. ”

"Yes. ”

"What's wrong?"

Ying Yuan's voice pulled Yu Wanyan's consciousness back to reality.

"No, nothing. ”

Yu Wanyan smiled and shook her head,

"By the way, Ying Yuan, I think we have to be separated for a while. ”