Wearing a light robe, he protected Haoran righteousness.

It was a blue-blue robe, and the cuffs of the robe were embroidered with a floating white cloud pattern, and the people of Tianji Gate had finally arrived.

The monk's robe is draped over the body, and the Buddha's light shines on the three thousand worlds.

The one who wears the golden monk's robe is Zen, the one who wears the moon-white monk's robe is the Pure Land Sect, and the people of the Bodhi Valley have also arrived.

After the golden light monk Miaojue took over as the master of the Bodhi Valley, he adhered to the principle of "one valley and two sects, seeking common ground while reserving differences", the former valley master Zen Ran created Zen Buddhism and the Pure Land Sect, and the current valley master Miaojue taught the coexistence of the two sects.

"The light of the Buddha shines. ”

The bones of the corpse army under the light of the Ten Thousand Buddhas will suddenly turn into dust, the corpse army will be dust, the bones will be dust, dust will return to dust, and soil will return to earth.

This time, the demon slaying army took Tianji Gate and Bodhi Valley as the first march, and Tianji Gate sent You Min, the elder of the Water Flowing Palace, Chu Yan, the elder of the Huoli Palace, Sha Tuogong, the elder of the Haotu Palace, Mo Gongzi Zhifeng and Huo Gongzi Ye Yingquan were also among them, and the Bodhi Valley was sat by Master Miaojue.

In the midst of the snowflakes, Wasted gently shook the crimson Three Corpse Soul Refining Fan, and his gaze wandered over the bodies of Burning Feng and Ye Yingquan.

"I really want to possess you, now. ”

"I couldn't stop thinking, thinking wildly, thinking that my lips were pressed against your neck, and then slowly inhaled, and the warm blood flowed from your body to mine. ”

"Won't I feel cold anymore?"

Zhi Feng knew the reason why the master did not return to the Tianji Gate, and there was no trace of the master at this time, his heart was very anxious, he flew to the front of the waste, and then he looked at the wine gourd that showed a corner on the snow.

There was a wine gourd in the high snowdrift, and his eyes couldn't help but redden, and his eyes were moist.

"Master......"

He dug up the snow, and it was his master Lu Le who was lying in the snow, and the wine gourd was still in his master's hand.

"Old Drunkard ......"

"You old drunkard......"

His voice was choked, he picked up the wine gourd, the wine gourd had been shattered, the wine inside had been drained, Zhi Feng took off the wine gourd hanging from his waist, the wine slowly poured on the snow, and the wine slowly soaked into the snow.

"Wine into the Yellow Springs ......"

"There is a wine ...... in Huangquan"

"Old Drunkard ......"

......

Ye Yingquan, the fire boy, was still as arrogant as ever, his face was expressionless, and he stared at the snowman standing next to him.

"Uncle Xiao ......"

Brush Brush Brush ......

Four figures galloped over, and the people who came were Chu Yan, Shatuo Gong, You Min, and Miaojue Valley Master.

"Amitabha. ”

Waste: "Just now I had the privilege of witnessing a tragedy. ”

"Kill each other. ”

"How sad. ”

"Tut-tut......"

"I want to stop it. ”

"But ......"

"It's a sick world, what can I do?"

"Hahaha......"

"Watching others suffer, I suddenly felt less cold. ”

"Hahaha......"

"Taiyi devoured. ”

Almost at the same time, Zhi Feng and Ye Yingquan shouted.

There are two "yin and yang fish" in the sky, the white fish is yang, the black fish is yin, the white fish has black eyes, the black fish has white eyes, there is yang in the yin, and there is yin in the yang, which is engraved in the "Taiyi Devouring" of the Seven Star Terrace.

Waste: "Taiyi Devouring, is it the practice of that amazing talent, the pride of the sky?"

"This Qingyangzi taught a good apprentice, but he was jealous of the talent and died young. ”

The energy of heaven and earth is fluctuating, the yin and yang fish are devouring the energy of heaven and earth, yin and yang are infinite, all things are inseparable from the Tao, the Tao is natural, and it is devoured by itself.

Wasted gently shook the three corpse soul refining fans, and two figures came out of thin air, which were the ghost son and mother and the extravagant corpse.

The yin and yang fish slowly fused into a Taiji diagram, and a huge energy was quickly generated in the Taiji diagram, and a ray of light shot out, and the light shrouded the body of the ghost child and the corpse of extravagant bi.

The clouds dissipated, and the ghost son and mother and the corpse of Yubi instantly turned into nothingness.

Zhi Feng: "Old drunkard, the wine has entered the Yellow Spring, and the Yellow Spring has wine, and the disciples will sacrifice waste today." ”

Wasted squatted down and grabbed a handful of snow, then waved his hand to scatter the snow in the air, "Cold, how cold my heart is." ”

Wasted slowly slashed his chest with the Three Corpse Soul Refining Fan, blood gushing out, "The artwork I injected into my heart's work, my heart's work ......"

"It's all you that flows in my heart, and you're my brainchild......"

"Qianqian ......"

A vague soul floated out of the three corpse refining soul fans, the soul was Xiao Liu's, Xiao Liu's soul was slowly disappearing, and the snowman who looked like Xiao Liu dissolved.

The light of the Taiji diagram shrouded the body of the waste, and the waste shook the three corpse refining soul fans, he closed his eyes, and he was slowly turning into nothingness.

"Desolate ......"

The last words left before the waste dissipated......

Is it sad to say of himself, or is it about the way of the world?

Sad......

Sad...... Cool......

How...... Sad......

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