The black lotus flew out of Wutian's hand and floated in front of Jiang Hao, the ghostly light on it flickered, dripping and spinning.

Jiang Hao's heart jumped suddenly, and he almost instinctively grabbed the black lotus in his hand, but soon he reacted, stopped his action of taking the black lotus away, and asked, "Wutian, who are you?"

"Jiang Hao, I Wutian never owes anyone else, from now on, this black lotus is yours!" Wutian waved his hand, his tone was extremely calm, as if this was not the treasure black lotus at all but the radish and cabbage, which was insignificant at all.

But judging from his pale face, he knew that forcibly separating this black lotus from the primordial spirit would not hurt him as easily as he said.

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, and did not rush to put away the black lotus, but asked: "You give me this black lotus, how can you suppress those relics, aren't you worried about the comeback?"

"Suppress the relics, why suppress them?" A touch of emotion flashed in Wutian's eyes, with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, and with a wave of his right hand, the relics on the ground suddenly flew into the air.

Seven of the seventeen relics were shattered in the collision just now, and now only ten remain, the boneless relics are in the center, and the remaining nine relics are surrounded, and the light of the Buddha is falling.

Wutian sat cross-legged, bathed in the light of the Buddha, and a burst of sneering sounded, as if the red-hot iron fell into the ice and snow, and countless black mist rose from the Wutian body, and gradually disappeared in the light of the Buddha.

Airplanes!

Wutian's body continued to rotate, and the light around his body shone brightly, and after a while, the black hair of the shawl turned into a bald head, and the black robe also turned into a white monk's robe.

"Amitabha!" The white-clothed Wutian sat cross-legged, a golden lotus appeared under him, and there was a bit of compassion between his eyebrows.

Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, and congratulated: "Congratulations to Daoist friends for breaking through the magic barrier and finding their true self!"

"I would like to thank Daoyou and Wukong for this, if it weren't for you, the poor monk wouldn't know when he would be able to break his obsession!" Wutian clasped his hands together, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: "This black lotus and the poor monk are useless, Daoyou can take it with confidence!"

At the beginning, he turned into a demon because of a shameful thing, after 33,000 years, love and hate have long faded, only the obsession in his heart is difficult to solve, after experiencing Wukong's death and his own life, he finally broke through the obsession, so that the black-clothed Wutian and the white-clothed Wutian became one, and with the help of the power of the relics, the demonic power was turned into Buddhism.

In this way, he and Nyolai returned to the original state of the same root and origin, and the relics naturally did not suppress him, but the black lotus conflicted with the Dharma, which became an obstacle for him and Nyolai to become one.

"Since that's the case, then I'm welcome!" Jiang Hao no longer hesitated, his mind moved, and he integrated the black lotus in front of him into the Yuan Shen, which was equivalent to inheriting the black lotus from Wutian's hands, saving him an unknown amount of effort.

Airplanes!

The black lotus flickered with a faint light, little by little it merged into Jiang Hao's primordial spirit, Jiang Hao's expression was shocked, he could feel every trace of throbbing from the black lotus below, and there was a vigorous aura in the destruction.

Vitality and destruction are two diametrically opposed words, but at this moment they all blend together perfectly.

"Black Lotus of the Destruction of the World?!"

The information from the Black Lotus made Jiang Hao's pupils shrink suddenly, but he soon woke up again, this world-destroying black lotus is not the world-destroying black lotus.

Compared with the legend of the twelve-rank extinction black lotus that was born when the heavens and the earth first opened, the black lotus in front of him was limited by this world, and it was just an eight-rank lotus platform, but Rao was still overjoyed by this.

You must know that the merit golden lotus of the Taoist is only the number of nine grades, and it is already an unexpected joy that his black lotus can reach the number of eight grades, and it protects the Yuan Shen, I am afraid that even if the demi-saint personally makes a move, it is not easy to hurt his Yuan Shen.

What's more, this black lotus can incarnate innumerable, and if he brings people from the rest of the worlds into the Journey to the West in the future, he doesn't have to worry about being probed by the power to probe his memories and expose the secrets of his Heavenly Roulette.

Wutian looked at the irrepressible joy on Jiang Hao's face, and said: "If Daoist friends want to complete the complete cultivation of this black lotus, I'm afraid it will take some time, and the poor monk won't bother Daoist friends!"

He is now a Dharma, and he does not have the Black Lotus to protect his body, and he has gradually been eroded by the darkness, and staying for a long time will also affect his state of mind cultivation, not to mention, now that the Yuan Shen of Rulai has been hit hard, it is the best opportunity for the two hearts to become one.

Now that he and Rulai have the same roots, there is no problem of difficult integration.

Wutian clasped his hands together, gave a gentle salute to Jiang Hao, stepped into the void, and flew towards the Three Realms.

Jiang Hao looked at the back of Wutian who was far away, groaned for a while, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Wutian, there are three thousand avenues, and all of them can be mixed, but the method of preaching is generally divided into three categories. The upper one said to preach the Tao with strength, which is to break through the shackles of the Great Dao with supreme great mana; the middle one said to cut off the three corpses to preach the Tao, which is to cut out the corpse of good thoughts, the corpse of evil thoughts, and the corpse of obsession, and then merge them into one body to transcend one's own body; the lower one is to preach the Tao with merit, move the Heavenly Dao with supreme merit, and attain the Tao of supreme benevolence. If one day, you don't know what the road ahead, give it a try!"

"Thank you Daoyou for your advice!" Wutian's figure paused, stopped in the void, muttered for a long time, bowed to Jiang Hao respectfully, and then turned around and left.

When Wutian was about to fly out of the weak water range, the Dao Buddha light on his body burst out, and he had changed into the appearance of Rulai, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and the golden lotus Buddha under the seat was bright.

"See the Buddha!" the gods and Buddhas bowed respectfully.

Tang Xuanzang took a step forward and asked, "Buddha, there was such a big movement just now, but what happened to the dark abyss?"

"It's all right! Mora is dead, and the Abyss of Darkness will no longer exist!" Wutian looked at the gods and Buddhas in front of him, his mood was a little agitated, and now he could finally justifiably reform the Buddha Realm is the entire Three Realms, and said loudly: "Everyone, now that the calamity is over, what will happen to the future of the Three Realms, it depends on what we do!"

The gods and Buddhas replied in a loud voice: "We will do our best to protect the sentient beings of the Three Realms and live up to the trust of the Buddha!"

"Amitabha!

Jiang Hao didn't know everything that was happening outside, and he didn't care about everything that happened outside, he sat cross-legged on top of the black lotus with his eyes closed, and slowly immersed his mind in the black lotus, as if he was one with it, feeling the changes around him bit by bit.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, Jiang Hao's mind moved, and the black lotus body continued to shrink, and finally turned into the size of a palm and integrated into Jiang Hao's body.

The light on the wheel of the heavens flickered, and when I opened my eyes again, the fragrance of birds and flowers outside had returned to the world of Journey to the West.

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