A heart-piercing pain lingered in his heart.

This kind of pain, as if he had lost something extremely important, was more like the lack of his own family background, which made his bloody eyes widen and he was almost demonic.

What he didn't know was that the queen of heaven in his arms frowned slightly, and there seemed to be countless invisible beings above Sima Yuan's head and around him who retreated in horror, and then were instantly wiped out by a powerful force.

Sima Yuan seemed to feel something, staring at the beautiful woman in his arms, his eyes were affectionate, and he gently lowered his head and kissed.

However, it was this kiss that Nangong Yanyue slowly opened her eyes, her eyelids trembled, and she blinked and blinked slightly.

This scene seemed to provoke Sima Yuan's mind.

With a look in his eyes, he said softly, "Yan Yue."

Nangong Yanyue hummed softly and raised her head slightly.

Sima Yuan immediately leaned down.

...........

After kissing goodbye, Sima Yuan raised his head, gently rubbed the beauty's cheek, and whispered softly.

Nangong Yanyue changed her restrained posture in her arms, and after humming a few times, she fell asleep completely.

Sima Yuan's heart jumped, he looked at Yan Yue in his arms, and when he was a little panicked, Liu Zhou's words came from his ears: "She is cultivating, there is no need to disturb." ”

Sima Yuan's eyes flashed, and after glancing at the figure outside the Kunpeng Tianzhou, he put Nangong Yanyue down, walked out of the Tianzhou, and said, "Senior."

Liu Zhou's eyes regained slightly, and he said to Sima Yuanyan: "Come with me."

Sima Yuan put away the Kunpeng Tianzhou and turned it into a palm-sized oval, carrying it on his chest, not in the secret territory of Yaochi.

Moreover, Tianzhou is a Taoist soldier, and it cannot be put in for the time being, and forcing it will only cause the Yaochi Secret Realm to collapse.

Sima Yuan followed Liu Zhou and escaped, and he came out of the Taixu Heavenly Cave between breaths, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously called: "Old Liu?"

Suddenly, a bland word came into his ears, "Master Sima, don't come to harm?"

Sima Yuan's heart was shocked, and he immediately looked up, only to see a crimson robe standing on the top of the clouds in front of him with a smile.

But no matter how eye-catching this person is, it can't hide the demeanor of the person in front of him.

When he saw that person for the first time, a word appeared in Sima Yuan's heart: compassion.

True compassion.

Of course, it is not only the appearance of the other party, but also the supreme magic method performed by the other party's gestures, which makes Sima Yuan's admiration in his heart gush endlessly like a rolling river.

I saw that at this moment, the other party was holding the Great Compassion Seal in one hand, and turning his palm into a caress with the other, calming the worldly world below.

Sima Yuan's eyes fell, and he saw that there were groups of ants-like existences in the mortal dust below, like a crowd of people kowtowing and worshipping, looking at the sloppy appearance of the ragged beggars, as if it was a mortal disaster caused by Nangong Yanyue and the initiative of the Liuli Realm.

Those refugees, who were now bearing the blessing of this Buddhist giant, had already been impressed by its miracles, and Sima Yuan seemed to be able to clearly see that an extremely slender red gold thread was constantly converging from all directions.

If these golden threads are realized, they loom as if they will be broken at the slightest pull, but Sima Yuan believes that even if he really removes them, he will not be able to completely cut them off and extinguish them.

Because, Sima Yuan already understood what these golden wires were, and he muttered to himself: "The power of faith!"

Faith!

After receiving the blessings of this Buddha, these victims naturally thanked him and returned home as if they were immortals.

At first, it may be possible to destroy these immortal tablets to have a huge blow to Buddhism, but as Buddhism's benevolence and compassion become more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, this reverence for Buddhism and Buddha's Bodhisattvas and Buddhas will be deeply rooted in the bone marrow, and can no longer be changed.

And these people are the seeds of the power of Buddhism's faith, like the spark of the spark, invading the entire Central Plains.

At that time, unless the Daomen slaughters the worldly people who believe in Buddhism, the foundation of Buddhism will take root in the Daomen believers like maggots attached to the bones.

Sima Yuan had the heart to stop it, but Liu Zhou's words sounded in his ears: "Don't act rashly."

Sima Yuan was silent, and could only watch as this Supo Realm Lord harvested batch after batch of Buddhist believers, and he clearly felt that the balance of power between heaven and earth seemed to be quietly changing.

This change was extremely insignificant, and even if it weren't for Sima Yuan being here, he wouldn't be able to feel these subtle circumstances.

But he couldn't help it after all, watching people dig into his corners, this Liu Zhou could bear it, but he couldn't bear it.

Immediately coughed slightly, as if to attract the man's attention.

He smiled at Sima Yuan and recited the Buddha's name: "My Buddha is compassionate."

Sima Yuan bowed solemnly and said: "Sima Yuan of Fuli Immortal Mountain visited the master, the master is compassionate and saves the people from fire and water, which is really a model for my generation. ”

However, when he heard Sima Yuan's words of greeting that he had eaten all over the world, he lowered his head slightly and said softly: "The people are in dire straits, and the poor monk has no time to meet with the little benefactor at this time, so please bring it a little." ”

Immediately, Sima Yuan was left aside, and the crimson monk next to him shook his head lightly after glancing at Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan suddenly knew that there might be a big secret in this, and then gradually fell silent.

When he was silent, the scene of Fang had just stopped the white-clothed monk in his mind.

His eyes were in a trance, watching the white-clothed monks continue to cast spells, restore the collapsed mountains in the mortal world, block the rivers and dredge, crush the upside-down dangerous peaks, and cast the Dharma to the world, so that the injured refugees have healed, the unconscious 'dead corpses' gradually come back to their senses, and even those who died in a miserable state were filled into new wooden coffins after he healed, gradually fell into the ground, and erected monuments.

And this scene, done smoothly, seems to have been very familiar for a long time, on the other hand, Sima Yuan, he even wanted to stop because he was worried that this Buddhist master would absorb Daomen believers.

At this moment, even Sima Yuan felt that his family had unknowingly become so philistine and even sinful.

After looking at the busy white-clothed monk in front of him, he suddenly sighed in his heart, and then his eyes gradually calmed down, and he showed the Taoism in his hand, and took the initiative to go down to the earth to rescue the worldly victims.

He saw Sima Yuan Dapeng spread his wings and soared between the sky, and with a flap of his wings, he brought countless victims out of the quagmire, and then placed them in a safe place.

I don't know how long the cycle continued, and every time those suffering mortals saw this huge wing, they would be in high spirits, shouting loudly, and only said: "The Dapeng Immortals are coming, the Dapeng Immortals are coming." ”

And Sima Yuan has not received the slightest merit in this wrapping, let alone the slightest wisp of faith.

But for some reason, every time Sima Yuan looked at the mortal with his eyes full of pain and pleading, Sima Yuan's heart throbbed every time.

When such a throbbing became more and more climactic, its side actually had its own spiritual wind from time to time, and in the middle of the whistling, it swept the real world over.

And Sima Yuan didn't realize that when such a vision appeared on his body, Liu Zhou was almost dumbfounded, and the white-clothed monk showed surprise in his eyes, as for the monk in the red blood robe, his eyes were even more complicated, and he kept chanting and chanting Buddha, as if he wanted to make his own family remember that he was a member of the Buddhist sect and had long forgotten his miscellaneous thoughts such as 'greed, hatred, and ignorance'.

But as the aura on Sima Yuan's body became stronger and stronger, and his swirling aura until it stirred up the wind and clouds, Liu Zhou sighed lightly and could no longer sit idly by.

As soon as he stepped on his figure, he appeared beside Sima Yuan, and said helplessly: "When are you going to be in the limelight?"

Sima Yuan was stunned when he heard this, and then said in a daze: "What does Old Liu mean by this?"

Liu Zhou pursed his mouth and said, "Take a look for yourself."

Sima Yuan looked back, looked around for a while, his face was stunned, and then gradually realized, his face initially showed what he was thinking, and then saw those ordinary people who looked up at the sky, and the aura in his mind finally came to mind belatedly.

His eyes gradually deepened, and he whispered to himself: "What is the mandate of heaven? The mandate of heaven is my destiny, but my destiny is not only the destiny of heaven. ”

"And what is my life?"

Sima Yuan's gaze moved downward, looking at the ordinary people who looked up at him, and Sima Yuan gradually realized in his heart.

His eyes were complicated, he sighed lightly, and whispered to himself: "The avenue is in me, I should have gone up alone and killed everyone, but I really can't bear it." ”

"I, Sima Yuan, am a part of this heaven and earth after all, how can I let him be covered with abscesses and ignore him? How can I let the demons rage and watch coldly? How can I let the people of heaven and earth die in fire and water and stand idly by?"

His voice was loud and loud, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, deafening, and even made the sky tremble, and even made the people of Li who were rescued below lean down and bowed, and said: "Pengxian humane law is impossible, longevity and Tianqi, immortal road Yongchang!"

Liu Zhou's eyes flashed on the side, the eyes of the person in the red robe were complicated, and he sighed faintly, but the white-clothed monk's eyes were flat, as if Sima Yuan at this moment was just a passing cloud, fleeting.

In his eyes, everything in the world is how it is, and it has reached the true supreme and unsullied state of 'emptiness is color, and color is emptiness'.

This state used to be called the 'Great Glass Pure Realm', but since his enlightenment, it has been called the 'Buddha's Fruit', and the Pure Realm is one of the characteristics of the Buddha's Fruition.

However, it was said that Sima Yuan saw such a great change in heaven and earth, and suddenly knew that this was the fate of his own realm.

He leapt into the sky.

In the midst of the roar, it crossed the wind and the virtual realm, and reached the sky.

However, Sima Yuan looked up and saw that there was still no trace there, neither monks nor immortals coming.

He subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but at this moment, a soft whisper sounded.

Sima Yuan was terrified, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was stiff and weak.

But that suffocating feeling of horror only stayed for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

But it left Sima Yuan with the impression of immortality.

Sima Yuan shouted wildly in his heart, saint?

No!

It must be above the saints!

Could it be the legendary Lord of the Daomen?

Sima Yuan speculated in his heart, but quickly vetoed it, he was not the master of the Dao Sect!

It was clearly a weak voice.

In this case, it is clear who the owner of the voice is.