In the years of Yijiazi, Mo Wunian and Xiao Sanzhu were extremely fortunate to find Dusheng.

Mo Wunian turned into a ranger, exploring the big rivers and lakes with one foot, walking through the desert mountains, and walking in every corner of the world...... I don't see the shadow of Buddhism in this Nirvana realm, let alone find a monk.

Xiao Sanzhu became a powerful minister, coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, and used his power and power to find traces of his life. It's just that who would have thought that they had found a Jiazi, and Watsui was in the royal city where they were first born.

The old monk in front of him was kind and kind-eyed, his demeanor was solemn, and his eyes were full of wisdom.

He is Washeng, the world doesn't know the truth, when he is the "demon monk" of the big devil!

He was already about to die when he failed to cross the catastrophe that day, but it was only with the blessing of Buddhism for many years that he was able to survive in a state of suspended animation.

It's just that now that his consciousness has awakened, it stands to reason that this catastrophe should have been over, but the world around him has not collapsed, and Mo Wunian and Xiao Sanzhu are still trapped in this world.

couldn't understand this, Mo Wunian asked Dusheng these questions.

The old monk smiled kindly and said, "It's a loss to tell you...... The old monk is still alive, right? Actually, although I am faking my death, it is almost the same as being dead...... Now all that remains is a little spiritual sense on my remnants, which makes me feel a little too much and think that I am alive! Let the two donors mess around with him, and the old monk will make a difference for him!"

Anyway, he explained it all the way.

It's a shame to say that Dusheng is still alive...... In fact, he deceived Mo Wunian and Xiao Sanzhu, in fact, the latter had already died after turning into a sea of bitterness, and now what remains on the corpse is just a little spiritual sense back then.

It's just that in the past, the unfortunate monk was enlightened and favored by the transitional life, so he refused to give up any hope at all, and he wanted to resurrect him with the supreme Buddhist method "Nirvana Method".

Nirvana...... It is about the original physical object, even if there are only small details, it can be reborn.

But Wataru himself understands that now all he has left is some spiritual consciousness, how can he talk about being born again?

Maybe the unfortunate monk also expected this, so he pulled Mo Wunian and Xiao Sanzhu, as well as Zhu Jiuling, who had not been transformed, in......

Hearing that Du Guosheng understood this, Mo Wunian faintly had an ominous premonition, and he said to Du Sheng: "Master...... According to the unfortunate word, only if we find you, this calamity will be over...... It's just that now that this catastrophe hasn't been over, it won't be the result he said. What is the bad outcome?".

He thought about it carefully, and what the unfortunate monk told him should be a good result. But everything in the world can be a good thing, and now that the calamity has not been passed, it can only be a bad result.

Xiao Sanzhu is not stupid, although his reaction is half a beat slower than Mo Wunian, but when he heard him say this, he fully understood, his face was red with anger, and his half-white beard trembled: "This bad heart bald donkey can't lie to us...... It doesn't matter if I give my life now, it's just ...... Nine spirits her!".

In this world, he has become a mortal, and the years of Yijiazi have destroyed him into the appearance of an old dragon clock, and it can also be seen that he cares about Zhu Jiuling very much now.

Hearing that he might be deceived by bad intentions, Xiao Sanzhu, who should have been, didn't have much respect for Du Sheng, so it was excellent for him to be patient and not scold.

Wataru Sheng understood what the two of them were thinking, and instead of getting angry, he said slowly: "This Nirvana Realm, to put it bluntly, is built on the basis of my residual thoughts...... If you can't get out for a long time, you will naturally be like me, and your consciousness will be trapped here. And the consciousness and the physical body have been separated for a long time, and after a long time, the physical body dies outside, and your consciousness here also dies!"

"What...... You old bald donkey, if my Nine Spirits give their lives here, then I will make you uncomfortable!" As he spoke, Xiao Sanzhu picked up a round of fists and was about to hit Dusheng's body.

It's just that now he is in the worst physical condition of a person, and his figure is even more rickety and short, so this punch is quite funny.

And Mo Wunian stopped him, he remembered that Wataru told them this, there should be a solution.

Thinking of this, he changed his name to Du Sheng and said, "Since the seniors are willing to tell us this...... That's what Ken told us how to crack it. ”。

The old monk was a little surprised that he changed his name, but he also received his title and said: "I have it, but I ...... You need to abandon everything you have now, and really start as a mortal, and go one more step in this world, are you willing?"

"Okay, as long as you are willing to tell us the way out of this world, don't say that there is another Jiazi, that is, both Jiazi are willing. Xiao Sanzhu replied happily.

Of course, he said this after careful consideration, and when he entered the Nirvana realm, the unfortunate monks outside told them that the time spent inside was equivalent to the time spent outside.

Sixty years is only sixty breaths, and the tea cup time doesn't matter.

Xiao Sanzhu agreed, let alone Mo Wunian.

When the old monk saw that they agreed, he continued: "In fact, if this world disappears, this world will die by itself, and you will be able to return to reality." It's just that if you want this world to die, you have to die for me in the end...... And the old monk is now a consciousness body, and spells can't destroy me, and natural disasters can't kill me. If I want to die, I'm afraid that only with the passage of time can I die a little bit. ”。

After a pause, the old monk's expression suddenly became a little more serious: "Then the best way is to transfer my consciousness to the three of you donors...... It's just that I practice Buddhism as the way to enter the world, and you have too little understanding of this path, and if I give you my understanding directly, even if this world dies, you will become demented people who do not distinguish between grains and grains when you go out. ”。

From this passage, it is not difficult for Mo Wunian and Xiao Sanzhu to hear that the old monk wants to pass on the perception of his cultivation to them. Although this is not a direct cultivation, it may be based on the old monk's understanding of cultivation, and the Tao of cultivation must be a thousand miles in a day.

However, Mo Wunian immediately said, "Master...... Is it ......".

He was not finished halfway through his words, but the old monk smiled and said: "The old monk was originally a person who was about to enter the earth, and now he has a little consciousness in this world, but it is just rootless water! It will eventually dissipate! But the two donors are both people with great opportunities and great wisdom! If you can put the two, it can be regarded as the old monk who has helped this world." ”。

Although his consciousness had been asleep for many years, he had listened to everything he had said in the Divine Clan that day.

A person who can think about the common people, he will not lose money if he saves it.

After Xiao Sanzhu heard what the old monk said, he didn't have any doubts, but he couldn't feel at ease when he faced Zhu Jiujie.

The old monk saw Xiao Sanzhu's eyes fluttering and looked at the little girl in red beside him, he frowned and said, "This female benefactor of the demon clan should be injured in the sea of consciousness, but it is a little difficult for her to recover completely......

When Xiao Sanzhu heard this, the joy on his eyebrows just now disappeared without a trace.

But then the old monk said, "If the donor can trust me...... How about letting this female benefactor turn into her own body and go to the world with you? At that time, when the time was up, I couldn't say that I would recover some consciousness, and when the old monk passed on some of my feelings to him, she naturally believed it. ”。

Regarding his words, Xiao Sanzhu was a little afraid to confirm for a while, but looking at the old monk opposite, he nodded and agreed.

Seeing that they no longer had any doubts, the old monk put away his smile, sat on the ground with his hands folded, and then Sanskrit sounded in his mouth, and every time a word was spit out, it would turn into a golden, life-like word and disappear into the eyebrows of the three of them.

Mo Wunian, Xiao Sanzhu, and Zhu Jiuling immediately changed, their appearances began to become younger little by little, until their stature shrank, and then they turned into three soft lights, scattering in different directions.

After they left here, the old monk let out a long sigh: "Sorry, sorry! The old monk knows that you are trying to save me...... However, I am already a dead person, so why should you take your 1,000-year-old life to perform this technique?"

In the real world, he sat on the ground with his hands folded, and the Buddha on his body was full of light, but he had just performed the "Nirvana Method" for dozens of breaths, and his rich face revealed a little tired and haggard.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear the former master calling his name, and he muttered to himself, "Could it be that the Sprinkle family heard it wrong?"

Originally, he was born in the green forest and grass, and his speech and virtue were still more accustomed to saying that he had not practiced before, but it was only later that he restrained his nature when he was hindered by his master, but when there was no one around, he would still release his original nature.

He muttered to himself, but no one around responded to him, just glanced at the body of Dusheng again, he strengthened his belief, and did not feel that the Buddha light on his body was a little more prosperous.

......

In the Nirvana realm, Mo Wunian threw himself into the family of a peasant household, this time because he lost his identity as a "little dusheng" in the original world, and the place where the farmer was located was surrounded by mountains, and the traffic with the outside was extremely inconvenient, so in the world for fifteen consecutive years, Mo Wunian did not have the opportunity to see the outside world.

When he was a little younger, he followed the adults in the fields to watch them farm, and when he was older, the adults called him farming.

has lost his handsome face in the past, and now his skin is dark and boring, just a peasant boy in a small ravine, because the owner of the farmer's house is called Niu Er, and outsiders only call him Niu Er.

It wasn't until three years after this life that a group of thieves touched this small mountain village with only about 20 households when the wheat straw was just yellow in autumn, accompanied by a drizzle of autumn rain.

When this group of people stood in front of the villagers with more than a dozen bright big knives, the villagers were like sheep meeting wolves, although there were many of them, but the bandits in the mountains were young, and they all obeyed.

The leader of the bandits, a middle-aged man who was not tall and even a little short and dressed in animal skins, held a scimitar in his hand and said, "Hand over all your valuable things...... Of course, if you don't have money, you can do it! If you think that your girl has a water spirit, you can dedicate it to my uncle...... I will spare you!".

People are all in danger and panic...... But in order to survive, some people are already planning to give away their daughters.

"Ah!" But no one expected that a swarthy young man would sneak up behind the bandit leader and cut off his head with only a scythe for harvesting wheat straw.

Since it was a rainy day, the rain and blood were wet, and soon a large area of the ground was dyed red.

The rest of the bandits were so frightened that they didn't dare to take a breath, and quietly watched the peasant boy collect the sickle, quietly walk to the wheat field, and harvest the wheat.

More than a dozen mountain bandits could even hear him muttering to himself: "

Bad guys...... Sure enough, they are all such virtuous. ”。

As he said, this is not the first time he has killed someone.

Of course, this young man is Mo Wunian, but since this day, the villagers no longer dare to call him Xiao Niu Er's name.

He felt bored here, so he walked out of the mountain village.

In the next fifteen years, he used his own feet to travel all over the mountains and rivers, and also visited martial artists from all over the country to learn all kinds of martial arts.

Soon another fifteen years passed, and he became the top person in the world's martial arts, there are few cultivation in this world, but there are also some demons and demons, but in terms of his combat power, it is just equivalent to a normal first-class martial arts master.

In fact, Mo Wunian has already experienced several times of entering the WTO cultivation, and this kind of calamity is not difficult for him.

......

Speaking of Xiao Sanzhu again, his luck was better than Mo Wunian's, and he was reincarnated into a rich family with Zhong Ming Dingshi, and his wealth was really rich and rivaled the country. It's a pity that such a family has a loser who only gambles all day long, which is Xiao Sanzhu's father, so when he grows up to fifteen, all the family resources are lost.

had no choice but to be reduced to the streets......

When he was "Li Ji", he could still take a career with the help of his second-generation official status, but now he is really an ordinary person.

Without all the aura that has been blessed on him, he is nothing.

Now he has been reduced to a beggar begging for food, and he doesn't even know how to beg for food, so he can't eat enough for three days.

Therefore, he went up to the mountains where their county seat was located and became a bandit.

It's just that he hasn't eaten enough for many years, and his body is naturally thin, and even the more than 100 mountain bandits on the mountain refuse to take him in when they see him. I saw him cut off one of his fingers with a knife in front of everyone, and the bandits appreciated his ruthlessness before accepting him.

But since it's a bunch of bandits...... Naturally, they are not good people.

Each has one or two lives on his hands, and at least once or twice a month he goes to the bottom of the mountain to loot and plunder, and naturally some people will be killed in the process.

However, Xiao Sanzhu always adhered to his bottom line, and whenever a bandit asked him to kill someone, he ignored them, and he was really forced to cut off one of his fingers.

So only a year later, he lost an arm.

In a year's time, he also eats harder than before, of course, he is not too hard in the past, so he sees that the food is extra hard!

It's that he can't get used to the actions of these mountain bandits, and wants to get justice for those who died.

It's just that his own body is too thin, because he has to eat well to make his body strong! And during this year, he has practiced diligently every day, and has practiced some ways with a saber!

So a year later, on a dark and windy night, he took advantage of the fact that the bandits had come back to celebrate with another robbery, and when he was so drunk, he used that horse to kill the bandits.

Deserved...... He became the new bandit.

For the remaining twenty years, he led these bandits to grow and develop, until he occupied five or six counties and established himself as king, and even the orthodox court recruited him and did not obey.

Under his rule, agricultural power was vigorously developed, and the people were more than five times richer than outside......

It wasn't until another decade passed that he took the army he had trained to overthrow the imperial court and establish himself as king in one fell swoop.

......

And two people with different lives, in the end, met after another fifteen years.

They met with the original monk of the Crossing Life, but only this time I saw him but his spirit was much worse, and in his words, he had already transmitted his own feelings to their minds.

And Zhu Jiuling regained consciousness, and seeing Xiao Sanzhu's current appearance of the old Longzhong, she couldn't help but make fun of him.

When he arrived here, Xiao Sanzhu also admired this old monk a little, so he changed his title and said to him respectfully: "Master...... You give us your sensibility...... Aren't you...... Why don't I give it back to you?".

"Hahahaha...... Does the donor treat this as a transaction? Since the old monk has given it to you, the old monk has also given it to you! Moreover, this world is ...... I'm a little tired of it, too! At least in the hands of the gods, he's not very good...... After that, it's up to you. Watatsu's voice gradually began to grow smaller until it dissipated into a point of light in front of them.

At the same time, the world began to really crumble. Then in the extreme light, Mo Wunian, Xiao Sanzhu, and Zhu Jiuling all returned to reality.

The unfortunate monk outside was originally extremely wealthy, but now that his thousand years of life have been exhausted, he has lost a lot of weight, his two eyes are even more sunken, and his expression is withered.

He smiled bitterly and said, "The ultimate is not possible...... The little monk deceived a few donors, and he was willing to be punished for life or death!".

He knew that he had deviated from Mo Wunian and Xiao Sanzhu, as well as Zhu Jiuling, so he naturally wanted to give them an explanation.

But in fact, at this point, Xiao Sanzhu was a little sympathetic to him, thinking that the monk Dusheng had passed on some of his Taoist insights to him, and he had no reason to make things difficult for this unfortunate monk again.