"King Mingshi. ”

The voice was calm and indifferent.

It was a teenager's voice, and it was very clear.

When King Ming heard this, his heart was shocked, and he immediately knew who the owner of this voice was.

The invincible god monarch of the past, and now the Netherworld True Monarch, the dignified Heavenly Immortal Honor, the person who rules the major immortal sects and resists the demon path...... Half a hundred years old, but he is close to a true immortal, one of the most outstanding people in the world.

"Zhenjun?"

King Ming looked left and right, but there was no trace of him, and he was quite dazed.

The two old monks next to him looked confused, and their hearts became more and more bitter, and they said in a low voice: "Senior brother?"

King Ming Shi vaguely understood something, and Fang is smile and said, "Xu is tired, you let me close my eyes and recuperate for a while." ”

The two old monks glanced at each other, their faces showed sadness, and they nodded helplessly.

In their hearts, whether King Ming closed his eyes this time and recuperated whether he could still open his eyes was not necessarily the same.

——

High in the sky.

Su Ting stretched out his hand to attract the thoughts of the Ming Dynasty Dharma King.

"Meet Su Zhenjun. ”

I saw that this monk, with an old face and an illusory figure, bowed to Su Ting.

Su Ting raised his hand casually and said, "You're welcome. ”

King Ming straightened up, looked at Su Ting's eyes, full of emotion, and said: "In the past, I met with the True Monarch and was ordered by the True Monarch to strangle the Middle-earth Demon Tribulation, just like yesterday...... In fact, it has only been more than ten years, but the true monarch is almost a true immortal, and he has become the main person who resists the demon sect, but the poor monk is getting older than he was back then, and he is already in his last years, and he will be extinguished today. ”

Seeing this, Su Ting also sighed slightly, and said: "More than ten years of time, for the generation of immortals, it is like yesterday, but for ordinary people, it is an extremely long time...... You are a character who is almost an immortal Buddha, but in the past ten years, the traces imprinted on your body are more vicissitudes than ordinary people, which is really regrettable. ”

Ming Shifa said with a smile: "The world has its own fixed number, and the poor monk has also seen it clearly, but the real monarch is here, didn't he hear that the poor monk is about to die, so he came to give the poor monk a ride?"

Su Ting nodded and said, "I wanted to see you before, but I just thought that the coming day was long, but this time I heard that you ran out of oil, so I rushed here to meet you, saying that it was a ride for you." ”

King Ming Shi laughed and said, "In this way, the poor monk is really honored. ”

His laughter was full of a little weirdness, but also a little teasing.

He asked himself that he didn't have much friendship with this Netherworld True Monarch, but he was just sent by him to destroy the demons of Middle Earth and did some strength.

If you really want to talk about it, the national teacher of Si Tianjian, and even the master of the Xuantian Department of the New Dynasty, have a little more intersection with this heavenly immortal.

A dignified immortal, who has no friendship with him, how can he be so valued and personally come to give him a ride?

"Zhenjun has something, but please speak up, but it doesn't hurt. ”

King Ming Shi said with a smile: "In the face of a poor monk who is about to die, why do you need to beat around the bush like this?"

Su Ting put his hands behind his back and said: "More than ten years ago, Ben Zhenjun went to the Western Heavenly Realm on official duty, and before he went to the Western Heavenly Bliss Pure Land, he met with the Great Bodhisattva of Baishi. ”

King Ming vaguely understood something, and said in a low voice, "What is this?"

Su Ting stretched out his hand into his arms, secretly broke through the void, and took out the bone mirror in the realm of Qingxu, and said slowly: "This is left by a fallen Buddhist master, and the white power supreme bodhisattva is called the frontal mirror bone of a golden-bodied Arhat. ”

The golden body of Arhat, the mirror bones remain, this is not a vulgar thing, and it has been refined by the great Bodhisattva of Buddhism, and has become a rare treasure among the Buddhas.

Only then did he take it out, and there was a flash of Buddha light, reflecting on the body of the Ming Dharma King.

This Ming Dharma King only felt that he was shrouded in the light of the Buddha, bathed in it, and seemed to be reborn.

Su Ting frowned slightly, and said secretly: "Could it be that the Great Bodhisattva of the White Potential, who has long been an unpredictable prophet, learned that this Ming World Dharma King should have a situation where the oil is running out and the lamp is dry, and to avoid other accidents and mistakes, so let me act on his behalf, and use this Arhat mirror bone to help him achieve the golden body?"

Thinking like this, he opened his eyes in the sky, but found that the Ming World Dharma King only had an epiphany, but his own injuries had not been reversed.

This Arhat mirror bone could not help him recover from his injuries and achieve a golden body.

"It's late. ”

King Ming sighed and said: "If there was this Arhat bone mirror for the poor monks to comprehend before the retreat of the poor monks, maybe it has become a golden body now, but unfortunately now there is an ancient mirror to help, but the poor monks have destroyed the foundation, and this Buddha treasure can no longer help the poor monks to achieve the golden body." ”

Su Ting frowned, and said: "Back then, the White Potential Supreme Bodhisattva handed it over to me, and the deadline was not specified, otherwise I might have been in the lower realm back then. ”

King Mingshi folded his hands together and said: "Everything has a fixed number, and the true monarch cannot be blamed for this matter, and the Great Bodhisattva of Baishi handed over the Arhat bone mirror to you, and the original intention was not to help the poor monk refine the golden body." ”

This monk's words have a deep meaning, and the tone is very complicated.

Su Ting thought of something, opened his heavenly eyes, and looked towards the mirror.

I saw the figure of the Ming Dynasty Dharma King, reflected in the bone mirror.

However, the Ming Dynasty Dharma King in the ancient mirror shone with an extremely brilliant luster.

It was a very golden luster.

This wisp of luster was extremely familiar to Su Ting.

Golden Lotus!

——

Western Pure Land of Bliss.

"The power of the bone mirror was revealed by a force of mana. ”

The Great Bodhisattva of the White Potential suddenly said: "Su Ting, the true monarch of the Netherworld, has seen the Ming Dynasty and shone the Arhat bone mirror on the body of the Ming World Dharma King. ”

The old monk next to him sighed in a low voice: "It's too late, if Su Ting had left early, he might have been able to cultivate into a golden body, but now there is news from Middle Earth that the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty has run out of oil, and the Arhat bone mirror alone can't make him turn back at all......"

The Great Bodhisattva sighed and said, "This is also a pity, but my original intention was not to let him help Ming Shi achieve the Arhat Golden Body, but to let him see another layer of things. ”

Seeing this, the old monk was slightly puzzled and said, "What do you see?"

The Great Bodhisattva of the White Momentum said, "I saw a scene where I couldn't convince him with words. ”

After a pause, the Great Bodhisattva of the White Potential said with a smile: "From today onwards, all the changes in my Buddhism Sect in Middle-earth, this Supreme Elder of the Dao Sect will not stop them. ”

The old monk still had doubts in his heart.

It's just that the Great Bodhisattva of Baishi is smiling, and his eyes are closed, full of charity.

——

Where Middle-earth is.

Above the capital.

Su Ting looked at the Ming Dynasty Dharma King reflected in the mirror bones of the Arhats.

And behind the head of the Ming Dharma King, there is the light of the golden lotus, which is extremely bright.

In this instant, Su Ting's delusional supernatural powers, the thoughts of the immortal family's primordial gods, turned in an instant.

Behind the phantom of the golden lotus, there was a faint aura of supremacy.

This is not the breath that the Dharma King of the Ming World should have.

Su Ting understood something, and his face changed.

"Heavenly Emperor!"

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