Su Yi paused when she heard Yang Pan's words, and suddenly became melancholy: "Hey, yes, why are you protecting her, she is no longer your mother......"

Yang Pan lowered his head and sobbed and did not answer her.

Xiao Wei said, "...... Because this is his red dust calamity, mortals will always be born, old, sick and die, but the monk has the opportunity to live forever, only after truly experiencing the red dust calamity, a monk can truly be free and free, transcendent from all things...... Although it is a bit cruel, this is indeed the mainstream practice concept nowadays. ”

Su Yi nodded thoughtfully: "Then do I also have the Red Dust Tribulation?" I don't know when it ......."

"You won't have ......," Yang Pan said suddenly.

"You don't have the emotional resentment in the red dust, how can you talk about the red dust disaster?"

Su Yi lived as most monks wanted, unconcerned, free and detached.

No red dust.

Su Yi nodded ignorantly, not understanding why Yang Pan said this, but she understood that she would not have such a painful calamity, and couldn't help but put her mind at ease.

She patted her chest with her injured hand and let out a long breath.

- I just don't know why, my heart is empty.

Only then did Yang Pan notice that her active hand had always been wrapped in Bai Aya's left hand, not her intact right hand, and just wanted to ask a question, but found that her right hand was on the ground to maintain a small spirit gathering array.

Xiao Wei and Shen Yifeng don't need spiritual power now, and her own spiritual power absorption can't use this formation at all, so her spiritual power ......

He looked at the wound on his chest that was slowly healing, and he was a little speechless for a moment.

Su Yi saw him staring at his right hand and thought that he felt that his spiritual power was not enough, so he pouted dissatisfiedly: "...... I can only drive this way at most, and you should consider that I'm also an injury......"

“...... Why would you do that?" after all, I had just injured him.

Su Yi suddenly looked at him with a foolish look: "...... If you die, I'll have to avenge you, and I'll be in trouble, okay?"

She remembered that phrase and kept it as a promise—like the stone millstone.

Shen Yifeng was talking to the relics at this time: "...... Hey, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, it's very uncomfortable to say half of it, okay?"

But it was the words of the relics who commented on Xiaowei before complaining.

“...... Why should I make you feel good?"

Shen Yifeng could almost imagine the same expression as Yang Pan.

"Hey, by the way, this Yang Pan...... Is it really your grandson?"

"It's not a grandson, it's a great-grandson. The relics replied to him in a serious manner.

"What's the difference?" Shen Yifeng said indifferently, "Hey, by the way, he won't not be your own, are you, and you are willing to let ......him come here to die? Wait, me, you borrowed my body to maim that guy just to make him ......."

"The tin staff of the watchman Arhat was given by the Buddha himself, and only that one will make the Maitreya Buddha jealous and will not hurt Yang Pan, who has my mark on his body......" The relics said quietly. "Sonan knows that I have been here, and he also expects that I will definitely leave my descendants a chance to survive in this secret realm, so I will definitely let Yang Pan come with me to ensure the safety of the other disciples. Well, that's exactly what I wanted. ”

Shen Yifeng almost didn't know the relics in his arms, is this kind of calculation still the old bald donkey with kind eyebrows and honest faces?

But when I think about it, Yang Pan's thief is the descendant of this guy...... Haha, I instantly felt reasonable and reasonable......

But...... He asked solemnly, "...... Can I reconsider our agreement?"

...... I always feel that there is fraud in it.

Relic: "Hahahaha ”

There must be fraud.

Shen Yifeng knew that he was on the thief ship, but when he remembered this time, he just shook his head and did not pursue it.

He remembered another thing: "Anyway, even so, you have no reason to pit your own grandson over, as far as I know, he is the only seedling of your Yang family......" He suddenly remembered something, "Or is it that your Yang family has long been extinct?"

It's scary to think about it.

"Where do you want to go......" The relic's voice revealed a sense of vicissitudes, and he now wondered if it was a good idea to let Shen Yifeng contact his own Yang Pan. "Buddhism understands the truth of cause and effect. Whether or not you can get out of here depends on the cause of it – in other words, without him, none of you can get out. ”

Shen Yifeng had long known the danger here, and he didn't have much feeling about the words of the relic: "...... So that's it...... No, why are you so kind to tell me so much at once today? Say, is there some conspiracy?"

"The conspiracy did not. The relics paused, "I just want to remind you that the real catastrophe is coming soon......"

At this time, Xiaowei couldn't bear Su Yi to waste any more energy to heal Yang Pan's injuries, so she simply used her spiritual power to protect Yang Pan's chest, Su Yi held her slowly recovering palm and screamed and itched. After getting the reply of "not allowed to tear it down and scratch" many times, he was aggrieved and aggrieved.

But after a while, he came back and asked, this time asking, "Then can I rub on the Buddha statue?"

Sure enough, she got the reply "If you dare to touch your hand again, I will chop you again".

and then pretended to be all kinds of grievances on the side.

...... There is really no atmosphere of imminent catastrophe.

Before Shen Yifeng could come up with a reason, he heard a sound of crying and grabbing the ground not far away.

Xiaowei was the first to stand up, Su Yi cried to herself for a while, and when she saw that everyone's eyes were not on her, she silently withdrew her acting skills, and followed to look in the direction where the voice came from.

At the top of the line was Zhan Shaotong and his party.

Behind them, Ulala followed a large group of people, galloping towards this side regardless of the burning fire.

Behind them was a large, familiar black figure.

It's the statue of the Buddha of the future.

Maitreya Buddha smiled innocently, but a pair of big hands slapped down on everyone.

Yang Pan noticed that the tin staff on Maitreya Buddha's body was gone, but the person at the back was holding a tin staff about one person high, which was very eye-catching.

...... He thought he knew the reason why the Buddha had left his place.

For this kind of person who dies, Yang Pan has always had an attitude of "et it go", of course, provided that this fire does not burn on him.

But it was clear that the fire had already burned on him.

And you can't avoid it, and you're going to die.

Yang Pan: ...... I have a sentence that I must say.

As soon as the giant Buddha put his big hands together, there were more than a dozen people who were left behind in his hands, he was like a child who had just grown up, and looked curiously at these few little people who were no more than the size of his finger.

After all, it was all the Jindan period, and someone launched a counterattack against him in his hands, and the people below still had the power to protect themselves, and some people wanted to go down to their own peers, and all kinds of law skills were smashed towards the Buddha.

For some reason, this form of giant Buddha seems to be even bigger than when it was in the Buddha hall.

Wonderful!

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