In the picture, the soul of the red sleeves peeled off little by little under the erosion of Pudu's golden light. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoAs time passes, Red Sleeves will soon lose himself completely, become one of the Eight Heavenly Dragons, and never betray Buddhism again.

Good to the extreme, that is evil.

Tang Sanzang's Pudu Golden Light is like this, what is the difference between such a spell and a demon?

In the endless river of time, the memories of Red Sleeves are constantly dissipating, and this dissipation is lost forever, and it can never be recovered.

Who am I?

In the endless void, Red Sleeves' final questioning erupted with an incredible light, which seemed to be transparent and everywhere. In an instant, a piece of white tortoiseshell appeared, and this white tortoiseshell shone with an incredible light, completely absorbing the soul of Red Sleeves.

This sudden change shocked everyone, and then, a huge white turtle appeared in the Wudang Diagram and began to devour the Wudang Diagram and the Purdue Golden Light.

Horror, horror!

After eating the white turtle of Wudangtu and Pudu's golden light, a mysterious picture began to slowly grow on the turtle's back. This mysterious picture looks like the legendary "Luo Shu".

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Green Yi looked at the strange white turtle in front of him and couldn't cry. It's a pity that the red sleeves are dead, and the white turtle is just a white turtle.

The white turtle glanced up at the green cloth, stepped in front of Xu Xian, and said coldly.

"Xu Xian, Red Sleeves said, she has no regrets. ”

The white turtle's words made Xu Xian's eyes red, and a tear slowly flowed out, and as soon as this tear fell to the earth, it melted into the dust and disappeared without a trace.

"Well, she's fine. ”

After speaking, Xu Xian turned to look at Tang Sanzang with a calm expression.

"Do I call you Tang Sanzang, or the Golden Cicada, or the Zhantan Merit Buddha?"

Xu Xian's question made Tang Sanzang look at Xu Xian without fear.

"Poor monk Tang Sanzang. ”

"Okay, it's worthy of Tang Sanzang. However, if you don't give me an explanation today, heaven will not tolerate it. ”

"Say? Haha, what is the saying? The West Heaven has been destroyed, the saint is dead, who wants to say the Dharma? Xu Xian, if you want to kill, you will kill, why do you need to say more?"

Xu Xian stared at Tang Sanzang and suddenly laughed.

"I heard that you Buddhist disciple, there is a tenth reincarnation saying, Tang Sanzang, you have died nine times, I'm afraid there is still one time missing. I wonder if these ten births and deaths can make you consummated?"

Xu Xian's eyes flashed, and he directly pulled Tang Sanzang's soul into the long river of time, and this endless river of time began to wash away Tang Sanzang's memory little by little.

Xu Xian wanted to repay the other way, this kind of practice made Tang Sanzang start to be afraid, no one could bear to dissipate little by little, this was the most terrifying punishment in heaven and earth.

Who am I?

Tang Sanzang roared frantically, but unfortunately, it was useless.

A golden cicada slowly appeared, this golden cicada was extraordinary, and it was full of an inexplicable charm.

The first drop of dew between heaven and earth, the first ray of sunshine between heaven and earth, and the first morning breeze between heaven and earth are all possessed by it.

At this moment, he is just a golden cicada, a golden cicada that sucks nectar, a golden cicada that chirps heaven and earth, and a golden cicada that flutters its wings and flies.

There is no Sangha, no Buddha, no Dharma, only the original beauty of this life.

The reincarnation of the tenth life, after all, washed away the lead of the golden cicada and returned to the beginning. He is no longer the second disciple of Lingshan Rulai, no longer the Sanzang Master of the Tang Dynasty, no longer the Zhantan Meritorious Buddha of the Western Heavens, he is just himself, the first golden cicada between heaven and earth.

The golden cicada flew onto the back of the white turtle, and a golden light flashed, and this golden light finally turned into a word - Zen. The word "Zen" made Xu Xian's eyes stunned, but he didn't expect the golden cicada to comprehend the Zen way, which is really worthy of the golden cicada.

"Xu Xian, Tang Sanzang is dead, and there will only be golden cicadas in this world from now on. ”

Jin Cicada's words made Xu Xian nod.

"Good. You, the first cicada in heaven and earth, where should you go?"

Xu Xian's words made the golden cicada fly and chirp happily.

"Receiving and Zhun Ti, it's still wrong, they shouldn't have come to this world created by Pangu. Now that the tree is in danger, I will fly to the tree and suck the poisonous fruit. Xu Xian, you have to come early, otherwise, I will be finished with your white lady. ”

The golden cicada laughed happily, and disappeared in a flash, as if going to play.

"He finally came to his senses. ”

Houtu sighed, which made Xu Xian's heart hurt even more.

Redsleeves is dead, dead completely.

This is something Xu Xian has never thought of, this road is really difficult to walk.

"Houtu, we can't sit still anymore, we must take the initiative. Now that the Jade Emperor has fallen, the heavenly court is no more, and the world is in chaos. ”

Houtu nodded and looked in the direction of Xiniu Hezhou, where there was a fight, which made Houtu determined.

"Xu Xian, no matter what Duobao thinks, he was born from this heaven and earth after all. If the gods and demons of Brahma are allowed to come in, it will not be a good thing for us. ”

"You're saying you're going to pull a lot of treasure. ”

"Exactly. You also said that the world is in chaos, at this time, if we don't pull Duobao, then Xiniu Hezhou will be over. ”

Houtu's idea was very difficult for Xu Xian.

At this time, the white turtle spoke.

"Xu Xian, no matter what, you can't let the gods and demons from the outside world in. At the beginning, when Pangu created this piece of heaven and earth, he left out an inconspicuous god and demon, but do you know that it is this inconspicuous god and demon that is the root of the poisonous fruit of the Tongtian tree. ”

The white turtle is really bold, and even this one dares to arrange it. However, there is one thing that the white turtle is not wrong, this one really should not appear in the world created by Pangu, and this should not be the arbiter of all living beings.

He's just an outsider!

"White Turtle, who are you?"

Xu Xian looked at the white turtle and wanted to see something from the white turtle's eyes, but unfortunately, Xu Xian only saw a deep one.

"Xu Xian, I'm not a turtle spirit, I'm not a red sleeve, I'm just me. ”

The white turtle's answer extinguished the last trace of illusion in Xu Xian's heart, which made Xu Xian shocked and said indifferently.

"So where do you go from here?"

The white turtle ignored Xu Xian's indifference, but naturally walked to the side of the green cloth and said with a smile.

"Of course it's with you, but I also have to settle old scores with some people, and take a look at the scenery by the way. ”

The white turtle's indifferent laughter calmed Xu Xian's frustrated mood, Si Ren has passed away, what can be done with sadness?

To live, to live better, is the greatest commemoration of the deceased.

This is the case in this world, if there is no birth, old age, sickness and death, how can there be a spit out the old and accept the new?

It is excellent to make a sweet fruit on a big tree, but if you can't make a sweet fruit, don't make a poisonous fruit.

If you cultivate to the point of poisonous fruit, if others don't kill you, heaven will accept you.

Xu Xian no longer sighed, no longer sad, no longer hesitated.

"Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. (To be continued.) )