"Is it heartache? Is it uncomfortable? So what? Remember, these are the sins they have committed, and they deserve to bear them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 InfoAren't you Buddhists the most particular about the cycle of cause and effect? Plant good causes and get good results, cause and effect. Mu Ran's faint words resounded in the old monk's mind.

After living for so many years, so many genesis, the years spent by the old monk Jinding can be said to be much longer than everyone in the Central World, and Mu Ran, who was born before the creation of this era, is really much younger than the old monk Jinding in terms of age.

After living for a long time, the old monk Jinding has naturally seen I don't know how many life and death, that is, the collapse of Buddhism that he is most concerned about, and he has experienced it countless times. A heart that should have been Gujing Bubo was suddenly touched by Mu Ran's words, and the whole person suddenly trembled, and cold sweat seeped directly from his head.

"You've lived so long, if you can't even see through this, then I can't help you, ask for more blessings. Looking at the old monk's appearance, Mu Ran sighed for no reason in his heart.

'Life and death, such things that you care about most will be destroyed in an instant. If you really face such a situation, can you still be so calm? Persuading others, naturally there is no way to empathize, but what if you also encounter such a situation?"

Mu Ran suddenly shook his whole person violently, and he thought of his daughter in the world of obsession, as well as his group of relatives and friends, and ...... If someone is about to die, how much pain will he suffer in his heart?

For a while, Mu Ran seemed to react a little, but instead sympathized with the old monk Jinding. But sympathy is sympathy, reality is reality. It was impossible for Mu Ran to let the old monk go to obstruct the phoenix because of sympathy.

In the scorching sun, the Zhun Ti Saint had already suffered multiple burns on his body. His strength was slightly inferior to that of the Receiving Saint, so he was naturally seriously damaged. If I continue, I'm afraid I won't even be able to save my life.

The heart of the Zhun Ti saint is anxious, really anxious. At this time, he no longer even cared about the image of a saint, and even made indecent movements such as scratching his ears and cheeks.

The clothes of the leading saint were also torn in a few more places, and his fist was still bombarding the barrier of the scorching sun for a moment. On his hands, even the flesh and blood had been burned, and he could faintly smell a little burnt roasted meat.

Mu Ran, who was outside the Western Elysium, looked at the actions of these two people, and seemed to understand a little why, among so many Hongchen guests in the past, Dao Ancestor Hongjun would attach great importance to the Guiding Saint. At that time, among the many Hongchen guests, the ability to attract saints was not outstanding, and he was much more powerful than him. Not to mention the demon clan demon master Kunpeng, the ancestor of the Blood Sea Styx, etc., the ancestor of the earth immortals who is now living in seclusion in Wuzhuang Temple, Zhen Yuanzi, is far more powerful than the saints who lead and the saints who are mentioned in Zhunti.

Perseverance, from here, Mu Ran saw perseverance, perseverance that ordinary people can't do at all.

If it weren't for the great perseverance, in the past, the Western Sect was located in a remote area, its strength was weak, and it didn't even have a tenth of the Daomen, how could it have been slowly managed into a behemoth that now plays a pivotal role in the central world?

If it weren't for his great perseverance, how could he have invented the Great Ambition Dao and thus broken into the ranks of the Heavenly Dao Saints in one fell swoop? Although there was the help of Hongmeng Purple Qi in this, although the Styx Ancestor, the Demon Master Kunpeng, and the Earth Immortal Ancestor Zhen Yuanzi and others were famous in ancient times, they were not as fast as a reincarnation Daoist who was a descendant of the Dao.

Cultivation is also the cultivation of the mind. Without perseverance, you can only stay where you are for the rest of your life.

"Senior brother, if you don't want to find a way to get out, I'm afraid that if you can't wait for Dao Ancestor to come over, we will already be reduced to ashes!"

"Boom!" another punch, and the leading saint did not answer him, but the injured arm slammed into the flames again. This time, instead of hitting the air as before, it was like slapping against the walls of the entity, stirring up endless waves of qi.

"Poof!" the Guiding Saint felt an almost irresistible force rush up from his arm, and a mouthful of blood burst out of his throat.

In the painful cries of the Zhun Ti saint on the side, a trace of disbelief seemed to flash in the eyes of the phoenix.

"That's it, if you don't have strength, no matter how great your determination and perseverance are, what can it matter? The gap between us is too big, too big. Although there was an unbearable glint in Phoenix's eyes, she would never stop because of this unbearable.

Phoenix's guess is right, and the leading saint does have plans to continue to do it, since he has already come into contact with the barrier, there is a great possibility that this layer of barrier will be broken. But in fact, he never had that chance again. He was covered in bruises, and he could no longer bear more stimulation. Fang Cai's backlash almost destroyed ninety percent of the vitality in its body, and now let alone do it, it doesn't even have the strength to move its fingers slightly.

If the Taoist Ancestor doesn't come, I'm afraid that the destruction of this Buddhism will be in an instant.

Raising a slender finger, the phoenix tapped the flame again. The scorching sun burst out even more manically under her control.

"Do you want to escape, it's too late. Do you regret it?" Phoenix's cold tone would only make the Guiding Saint and the Quasi-Mention Saint feel even more afraid.

I don't know when, death, is already so close to them.

"No, I don't want to die, this saint is a dignified heavenly saint, how can he die like this!" The expression of despair on the face of the Zhun Ti saint was as if others would not be able to see it. His realm is even inferior to that of a saint. The big reason why he was able to achieve the position of Heavenly Dao Saint at the beginning was also because of the help of the Guiding Saint, otherwise, I am afraid that he would still be able to mention that the Saint is still messing around and rolling in the red dust.

In contrast, the leading saint is much calmer, and there is almost no hope anyway, so it is better to face it calmly. At least, he has paid, he has tried, even if the ending is still not what he thought, but at least, there is no need to regret it.

In such a desperate situation, the leading saint smiled, and his face was still filled with that kind of smile that was almost satisfied. He seemed to have understood something, so he smiled peacefully, and smiled very happily.

"At least, take this guy, not confused. Mu Ran on the side sighed, in his opinion, the Guiding Saint and the Zhun Ti Saint were not at the same level at all.

For this, the old monk nodded unconsciously. After guiding the saint to enlightenment, perhaps in the near future, he will truly complete the transformation from a Buddha to a Buddha, which may be a happy event or a sad event for him.

Sadly, this leading saint, who can also be regarded as a peerless talent, is not far from the day of fall, and he can only stare at the side.

The old monk knew that no matter how many exaggerated miracles appeared on the body of the saint, it was impossible to impress the phoenix. Because of the death of a pair of heirs, the heart of the phoenix has completely died, and there are no more ups and downs.

"Buzz!"

Very keenly, Mu Ran and the old monk suddenly raised their heads together, as if they sensed that something unusual was about to happen.

"The troublemakers are coming. Mu Ran scolded secretly.