"Blood mosquitoes are rampant, overnight, most of the people have become the minions of the Moluo tribe, wantonly slaughtering their compatriots, I can't forget their crazy looks, I can't forget the frightened expressions of the innocent people, it's all my fault, my fault!

"Buddha!" Seeing this, the Zen master Wunian urged the pure Buddha yuan in his body, and poured it into the body of the Jade Buddha, and at the same time recited the "Bodhicitta Sutra" in a deep voice, stabilizing the Zen heart of the Jade Buddha that was about to collapse. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wu Nian, I'm afraid that the Western Regions have all fallen into the hands of Mo Luo, and then they will definitely turn to attack the Northland, you, cough cough, you go and contact the various factions in the Northland, so that they can prepare early, don't, don't..."

"Buddha, don't talk anymore, rest assured and let Wunian heal your wounds!" Zen Master Wunian said anxiously.

"Heh, the old man's body, the old man himself knows, it is a great luck to be able to hold on to this..."The Jade Buddha Zun said with a strong smile.

“... Buddha..."

"Oh, don't be sad, the old man has lived in this world for more than 160 years, and he should return to my Buddha's side, but I don't know my Buddha, and I don't want to accept me as a sinner..."

"Buddha, my Buddha, my Buddha..."

"Okay, Wu Nian, you don't have to waste the Buddha Yuan, come to the old man, and the old man will tell you some secrets!"

“... Yes!" Zen Master Wunian endured the sadness in his heart, stopped transferring the Buddha Yuan, and slowly came to the Jade Buddha Venerable.

"Buddha, say it!" Wu Nian said softly.

As soon as the words fell, the dying Jade Buddha suddenly burst up, and with the momentum of lightning to cover his ears, he suddenly hit the acupoint of the Wunian Zen Master and fixed the Wunian Zen Master in front of him.

"Ahem, cough, cough...", this series of actions once again affected the injuries in the Jade Buddha's body, and he coughed sharply, and a wisp of black blood flowed from the corner of the Jade Buddha's mouth again.

"Buddha, why are you?" said the Zen Master Wunian.

The Jade Buddha Venerable did not answer the Wunian Zen Master, took a breath for a while, and then suddenly grabbed the right hand of the five-year Zen Master, forcibly urged the Natal Buddha Yuan, and injected it into the body of the Wunian Zen Master...

"Buddha!" exclaimed the Zen Master Wunian.

"Wu Nian, Lao Qu can only do so much, the Buddha Gate will be handed over to you, Amitabha!" Yu Bi Yu Buddha Zun poured his last trace of life into the body of Wu Nian Zen Master, and slowly fell in front of Wu Nian Zen Master, a generation of Buddha Zun, passed away!

"Buddha!" "Buddha Venerable!" Wu Nian Zen Master was very sad, didn't care about the internal injury, forced himself to attract the true yuan, rushed away from the acupoint, and then helped up the Jade Buddha Zun, and went crazy to mention the true yuan, poured into the Buddha's body, but everything was in vain...

At the same time, the bitter cry of the Zen Master Wunian alarmed the monks who were guarding outside the meditation room, and the monks did not care about the etiquette, and suddenly pushed open the door, and when they saw the scene in front of them, the monks immediately rushed into the meditation room...

"Senior Brother Wunian, the Buddha has passed away, you should mourn!" said Zen Master Wuding with a sad face.

The words of the Wuding Zen Master became the last straw that crushed the camel, and the Wunian Zen Master collected the merit and slowly laid the Jade Buddha on the stretcher, and the old tears instantly burst out of his eyes...

"Amitabha Buddha ~~~" Wuding Zen Master chanted the Buddha's name, and then recited the "Requiem Mantra" devoutly, and the monks saw this, and hurriedly followed the Wuding Zen Master to recite the "Requiem Mantra"...

After a long time, Zen Master Wunian said slowly: "Senior Brother Wuding, cremate the Buddha." ”

“... Yes!" Zen Master Wuding paused, and then replied in a deep voice.

Zen Master Wunian looked deeply at the peaceful Jade Buddha, then turned around and left the meditation room, and walked straight to the scripture hall...

In the secret room of the scripture hall, Zen Master Wunian took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and urged the Buddha Yuan to pour into the bronze mirror in front of him, but he saw that the mirror was swamped with water lines, and a pitch-black figure appeared on the mirror!

"Wu Nian, what are you looking for at this time?" asked the Black Shadow a little weakly.

"Buddha, now that half a year has passed, why haven't you seen the Jade Buddha and others coming?" asked Zen Master Wunian humbly.

"Hanhai is full of dangers, Jade Buddha Venerable Buddha Friend is tasked with escorting nearly 10 million civilians on this trip, how can he arrive in the North Land so quickly, you better wait patiently!"

"Wu Nian understands!" Listening to the lie of the black shadow, Wu Nian Zen Master was angry and ninja should arrive.

"Well, is there anything else you can do?" said the dark shadow lightly.

"Buddha, how is the seal, when are you retreating?" asked Wu Nian with concern.

"Heh, you don't have to worry, the deity and the two Buddha friends can still suppress the restless seal, as for retreating, let's wait for the people of the Western Regions to arrive safely in the north, if we really can't evacuate, then..."

"Buddha..."The Zen Master Wunian exclaimed.

"Heh, okay, the Moluo clan is impacting the seal again, I have to go back to help the two Buddhist friends, in the future, there is nothing important, you don't have to come to me!"

"Wu Nian, follow the Buddha's will!" Wu Nian Zen Master said with a little sadness.

"Heh~~~" The black shadow smiled meaningfully, and then disappeared on the bronze mirror...

Wunian Zen Master held back his anger, withdrew the Buddha Yuan, looked at the quaint bronze mirror in front of him, Wunian Zen Master took a deep breath, slowly released his clenched fist, raised his hand slightly, looked at the bloody palm, Wunian Zen Master said in a deep voice: "Li Buddha, you colluded with Moluo to cause trouble in the Western Regions, the heavens are intolerable, I Wunian swears with blood here, no matter how much the price is paid, you will be killed, if you violate this oath, you will be born forever and forever!"

As the words fell, Zen Master Wunian slowly withdrew his palm, glared at the bronze mirror lightly, and then turned around and left the secret room directly...

"Senior Brother Wunian, the firewood for cremating the Buddha has been set up, please go and preside over the cremation ceremony of the Buddha. Seeing Zen Master Wunian coming, Zen Master Wuding hurriedly stepped forward.

"Let's go!" said Zen Master Wunian lightly.

"Senior brother, please come with me!" Zen Master Wuding hurriedly turned around and led the way for Zen Master Wunian.

After a while, Zen Master Wunian followed Zen Master Wuding to the open space behind the Fulong Zen Temple, looking at the Jade Buddha Zun lying peacefully on the pyrean, thinking of his hometown that had been reduced to purgatory, Zen Master Wunian couldn't help but shed two lines of old tears...

"Senior Brother Wu Nian, give!" Wu Ding Zen Master handed over the holy Buddha fire.

"Amitabha, Jade Buddha, Wu Nian will send you on this last journey!" Wu Nian Zen Master took the Buddha fire handed by Wu Ding Zen Master, and gently threw it towards the body of the Jade Buddha Zun, at the same time, Wu Nian Zen Master hurriedly urged the Buddha Yuan and hit the Buddha fire fire.

As soon as the Buddha Flame came into contact with the Pure Buddha Yuan, it instantly turned into a blooming golden lotus, firmly enveloping the body of the Jade Buddha...

"Amitabha!" Looking at the brilliant fire lotus, the Zen master Wunian recited the Buddha's name lightly, then lowered his head and recited the "Mantra of Death" devoutly.

At the same time, the monks who came to see off the Jade Buddha also bowed their heads and recited the scriptures devoutly.

The pure Buddha fire washes away the filth of the soul, and the holy Sanskrit sound leads the way for the lost soul.....