"Therefore, the holy woman you have taken away must be given to me, otherwise I will lose my sacrifice and will be attacked by the Heavenly Dao. Tianhuo True Monarch said slowly.

"I won't give you Ling'er. I'd rather die, you cut off this thought!" Wang Yicheng categorically refused.

Tianhuo Zhenjun smiled bitterly again, "Okay! I can't defeat you in my fighting method, so I have to use despicable methods." After speaking, he slowly raised his hand, and saw a translucent thing appear in the palm of his hand, which was a wisp of soul.

Wang Yicheng immediately had a bad premonition in his heart, "You pledge her soul." Wang Yicheng was furious, this is no different from him controlling Lanmei and a few people as slaves, this is a means of controlling the soul, if you cast a spell on this wisp of spirit, it will cause great damage to the body, and it cannot be solved.

Wang Yicheng's first thought was to step forward and snatch it back, but he knew that it was useless, he and Tianhuo Zhenjun were actually half a catty and eight taels, and they were on par.

"What do you want?" Wang Yicheng asked in a deep voice.

"Alas, if you want to save your lover, it's very simple, you just need to make a sacrifice to the immortal realm and replace Shen Ling. Tianhuo Zhenjun looked at it, and the spatial crack behind him was still blowing a faint wind of annihilation, which was the passage to the immortal realm left by the Heavenly Dao backlash.

Actually, it's the best way to do it. The Heavenly Dao is endless, endless, you are the Immortal King Immortal Saint, and sooner or later it will be over. I don't know what terrible things will come out of the spatial rift next time. Alas, so sacrificing yourself is the best ending. ”

"Do I still have a choice?" Wang Yicheng suddenly smiled. He is not afraid of death, he is not afraid of heaven, he is not afraid of anything in this world. He was the one who died once, and he was fearless. He only cares about the people around him, and he wants them to live well.

In a continent that has not been affected by the fighting method, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the vegetation is dense. In a valley, a clear stream tinkled like a pleasant song. The surrounding trees are knotted, the branches are luxuriant, and there are unknown birds jumping and singing among the dense branches. A harmonious picture of natural beings.

By the stream, on a white boulder, Shen Ling sighed and came to his senses.

"My head hurts, I just had a terrible dream. Shen Ling rubbed his head, with a painful expression on his face.

"What kind of dream, is there me?" Wang Yicheng asked with a grin, of course he knew that Shen Ling's nightmare just now was a spell cast by the Heavenly Fire True Monarch with a pledged wisp of spirit.

"Nope. I was trapped in a pitch black space, with no light, no sound, and it was so cold that I couldn't make a sound when I cried out. Shen Ling said, rubbing his chest lightly, looking palpitating.

"It's okay, it's just a dream, it's all over!" Wang Yicheng comforted softly, gently stroking her hair with his hand.

Just now, he and Tianhuo Zhenjun had reached an agreement, he replaced Shen Ling as a sacrifice and entered the immortal realm, in exchange for Shen Ling's freedom, and of course, including the return of this wisp of spirit.

Shen Ling slowly leaned her head into Wang Yicheng's arms, and her broad and strong chest gave her a warm and safe feeling, which was like the warm sun in summer, melting the ice in her heart little by little. Her last bit of precaution against Wang Yicheng completely disappeared.

"Did you eat the pill I asked you to take?" Wang Yicheng asked with a smile.

"No! I was a little scared. Shen Ling shook his head.

"Don't you trust me?"

Shen Ling was silent for a while before he raised his head, his eyes bright and full of love fanaticism, "I'm afraid to know what happened before, I'm afraid to know the grievances between you and me, those things will ruin my feelings for you." All I know is that now I love you, like you, and am willing to do anything for you. ”

Wang Yicheng was moved, he was still laughing, but there were tears flashing in his eyes, "You have said the same thing to me, said it thousands of times, if you take that pill, you will remember everything between us, you can rest assured, there is no hatred in that part of the memory, there is no betrayal, only the purest love." That's what we created together. ”

Shen Ling laughed, "Then I will rest assured, if I take this pill, will I love you a thousand times more than now?"

Wang Yicheng smiled and nodded, however, Wang Yicheng reached out and pressed Shen Ling's action to take the pill.

Shen Ling was stunned, and his beautiful big eyes looked at Wang Yicheng in confusion.

"I've changed my mind, I'm going to do something, maybe I'll be separated from you for a long time, you don't want those memories anymore. That will only make you sadder, and your sadness is the biggest hurt to me. ”

Shen Ling obediently put away the pill, she had a natural attachment to Wang Yicheng, a natural good feeling, this is love at first sight! Or is it the fate of her previous life, or it is related to her own missing memory.

Standing in front of the huge spatial crack, watching Wang Yicheng disappear into the dark crack, Tianhuo Zhenjun and a group of people from the Luo Tian Sect finally showed a relieved expression. And Shen Ling looked lonely, he left, and he didn't know when he would come back. That pill, he won't let me eat it, what should I do? Shen Ling took out the pill with a confused look on his face.

This is the longest crossing that Wang Yicheng has ever carried out in his life, and in the endless passage is an endless wind of annihilation, which can annihilate the wind of destruction of all matter, and the wind contains a strong divine attack.

This kind of passage is not used to enter the immortal realm at all, and the tribulation monks who have survived the immortal tribulation normally will have a flying passage to enter the immortal realm, which is not so terrifying at all.

Wang Yicheng relied on the strength of his body and the protection of the stone slab from the divine thoughts, and passed through the passage alive.

Wang Yicheng occasionally fantasizes that it should be a world full of fairy spirits, fairy mountains and beautiful waters, white jade-like palaces, and beautiful fairies.

Fantasy is beautiful, but reality is so terrifying. The moment Wang Yicheng saw the fairy world with his own eyes, he was almost stunned. What kind of world is this, hell, the end of the world......

There was no living life on the endless earth, not a little green, the dry land was full of cracks, and occasionally a dead tree could be seen on the edge of a dry lake or riverbed.

Fly high and you can see that the plains are full of deep craters of all sizes all the way to the end of the sky. The occasional human building is all in ruins. The sky was overcast and extremely oppressive.

"Could it be that this is the trace left over from the last immortal war, and it has not been restored yet?

Wang Yicheng sped up and flew forward, the oppressive sky made people anxious, Wang Yicheng wanted to shout, the urge to fight.

The occasional ruins can be seen on the ground, and it can be seen that the ruins must have been a magnificent building, but now all that remains is a pile of rubble and stones.

There was silence all around, and there was no life or greenery in sight, "What the hell is this place?" Wang Yicheng suddenly became angry and slammed his fist to the ground.

Wang Yicheng is now the king of nightmares' physique, and a single punch in the cultivation realm can destroy a continent. But if you punch down in this fairy world, you can only smash a big hole in the ground.

Seeing the countless big pits in the distance that were much bigger than himself, Wang Yicheng suddenly became even more furious.

"Boom! Are you better than me? Boom! Where are you? Boom! I want to fight you!" Wang Yicheng couldn't control his emotions, and bombarded the ground like crazy, and slowly his two eyes turned blood-red.

Suddenly, the voice of chanting came in my head, "...... Like all the sand in the Ganges. It's like sand waiting for the Ganges. It is the world of all the Buddhas of the Ganges River......"

Wang Yicheng was a clever man, and after recovering from his manic state, he only felt a chill on his back, and it was all cold sweat. He has always been the calmest person, how could he suddenly lose control and lose his mind.

Shen Nian looked inward, and saw the slate in his mind shining, and the sound of chanting came from here, and it was the slate that saved him.

"Why did you lose your mind?" Wang Yicheng had just thought in his heart, when suddenly, a voice came, "This is caused by the delusion of the fairy world." ”

Wang Yicheng was taken aback, and the sound came from the stone slab. The slate showed magic again and again, saving his life, but he always regarded it as an object, a powerful divine immortal weapon, and never knew that it could speak.

"Whoosh!" the slate automatically flew out of his mind and floated in front of him, the slate emitted a golden light, and in the halo, a figure gradually appeared.

Ah~ Wang Yicheng's expression is strange, this character he has seen, a bald monk with a big belly, a face full of blessings, a smile, is this the legendary Buddha Buddha?

"Thank you, donor, for bringing this wisp of my divine thoughts into the fairy world. Mida Buddha said with a smile with his hands folded.

Wang Yicheng suddenly thought of something, and the question that had been bothering him seemed to have the answer right in front of him. Why did he travel to this world after his death? Why did such a top-level golden finger as the slate fall into his hands? Although the traverser NB did not explain, Wang Yicheng, who is good at careful thinking, still felt that there was a reason for this.

Now the answer is forthcoming.

"Hehe, donor, you are very wise, you guessed right. Your soul travels with the tablet from the world where the earth is located, to this world. Mida Buddha seemed to know Wang Yicheng's thoughts, and said with a smile.

"Why me?" Wang Yicheng couldn't help but ask, "You have such a great ability, you can just cross over, why did you let me take you into the fairy world?"

"Hehe! Each world has its own rules, you can't just cross into, the stronger you are, the more restricted you are. The Buddha is omnipotent, but he can't project even a trace of divine thought. ”

Wang Yicheng understood this statement, if he could casually cross the line, the earth civilization would have been connected with the Xiuzhen civilization a long time ago.

"Oh, so what do you want to do when you enter the fairy world?"

"Alas!" for the first time, the Buddha did not show his trademark smile, and looked around, with a sad expression on his face. "The fairy world shouldn't be like this, it's a catastrophe. ”

What happened in the fairy world, this is also what Wang Yicheng wants to know.

"You have seen a continent controlled by resentment in the overlapping spaces of the ruins of the fairy land. It was a continent shrouded in the curse of hundreds of immortals who were unwilling to die, and in that continent, only maggots that absorbed the curse could survive, and it became a terrible place. ”

"If that continent is called the Resentment Continent, then the Immortal Realm can be called, delusional Immortal Realm, obsession with Immortal Realm, hatred of Immortal Realm, and madness of Immortal Realm...... In short, it is a world full of anger. ”

Wang Yicheng suddenly realized that the reason why he suddenly lost his mind just now must have been affected by the negative emotions of the fairy world. No wonder I feel like there's a terrible feeling here. It's just that why did the fairy world become like this?

"Alas, it's a long story!" Mida Buddha knew Wang Yicheng's thoughts, and as long as he had any doubts, he could immediately explain, "The fairy world is very ancient, and it is the same world as the world where the earth is located. Oh, you just heard me chanting! The Great Thousand Worlds is a general term for a world, and each Great Thousand World contains hundreds of millions of middle worlds, and each Middle Thousand World contains hundreds of millions of small worlds. It's like the sand in the Ganges, and it's impossible to count. ”

"The world in which the earth is located is a small thousand worlds under the Buddha realm, and under normal circumstances, each great thousand worlds has its own rules and does not interfere with each other. But for hundreds of millions of years, the fairy world has gradually gone to extinction. ”

"Is it because of the Immortal War?" Wang Yicheng couldn't help but ask.

"Yes and no!" Mida Buddha explained with a wry smile, "The rules of the fairy world are that the winner is king, the winner is honored, and the strong rule everything." ”

Wang Yicheng nodded, he mixed up from the cultivation realm, and knew the rules of this world, which was very similar to the world of computer games, and strength represented everything. The weak eat the strong, the strong do whatever they want, and the weak are slaughtered.

"People in the fairy world, cultivate hard and improve themselves. However, they only practice force, stronger spells, stronger skills, and better ways to kill. They don't refine their hearts, they don't know good and evil, they don't know compassion. After hundreds of millions of years of development, the fairy world has reached a dead end. ”

"You only know about the Great War in the Immortal Realm, but you don't know that before, there have been countless large-scale wars in the Immortal Realm, countless immortals have died, and new immortals will fly up from the Nether. People with more talent and perseverance will keep appearing here. In order to compete for resources, they make enemies against each other and kill each other. For the sake of power, oh! The biggest battle in the immortal realm is to compete for the position of the new immortal emperor. There can only be one Immortal Emperor, but there are many competitors, and the result can only be a big killing. ”

"In this endless killing, the anger accumulated in the immortal world is getting thicker and thicker, and in turn, these anger will affect these immortals, making them even more irritable and bloodthirsty, a vicious circle. ”

"Until the fairy world is completely controlled by the aura, a monster is produced in the extremely thick aura......"

"It's the way of heaven!" Wang Yicheng suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

The Buddha did not speak, just smiled and nodded.

Wang Yicheng suddenly realized, all the mysteries were solved, what is the way of heaven? He has always suspected that it is a person, a tyrannical ruler, it seems that it is not, the way of heaven is a spirit produced by the anger of immortals.

Wang Yicheng looked at the sky and the earth, gray and cloudy, the way of heaven was born of anger, formless and substantial, and could not be seen at all, but this thing did exist in this heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the index finger and thumb of the Buddha clasped together, smiled, and flicked twice in succession. Wang Yicheng's eyes were cool, and when he looked at the world again, it seemed to be different, and there were many air currents of different colors circulating in the air.

"This is qi, the dark air flow represents the negative breath, and the bright air flow represents the positive breath. ”

Wang Yicheng looked up at the sky and saw that the sky was full of gray and black, gloomy like dark clouds, and there was no bright color.

Suddenly, in the dark cloud-like airflow, a pair of eyes appeared, this is a pair of gray eyes, extremely huge, looking down on the earth from the air, the eyes are cold and cold, making people's hearts hairy. Gray air currents circulate in front of the eyes, and the eyeballs loom in the eye.

Wang Yicheng suddenly felt that his eyes were tingling, and he couldn't help but bow his head and cry, and when he raised his head again, the sky and the earth had returned to their original state.

"This is the demon king formed by the anger, let's call it the demon!"

Heavenly Dao is a monster, Wang Yicheng feels ridiculous when he thinks about it, now the entire immortal realm, and the cultivators and living beings of the hundreds of millions of planets in the cultivation realm are controlled by a monster, Wang Yicheng only sighed.

"So, what can I do for this world? Defeat the Heavenly Dao Monsters and save thousands of immortals?" Wang Yicheng's tone was helplessly self-deprecating.

Unexpectedly, Mida Buddha took Wang Yicheng's banter seriously, nodded with a smile and said, "Yes." ”

Wang Yicheng smiled bitterly, he didn't know what to say, and said for a long time: "You are very powerful, can you defeat the Heavenly Dao?"

Mida Buddha smiled even more happily and shook his head, "I'm just a wisp of divine thought, my energy is limited, and this stone slab is just an ordinary divine thought immortal weapon, not to mention the ultimate boss of Heavenly Dao, even the Immortal King and Immortal Saint I can't beat." ”

"The calamity of the fairy world cannot be solved by force. The smile of the Buddha became even more lovely, like a big flower, "The anger of the fairy world comes from the obsession of thousands of immortals with strength, and removing their obsession is the best way to eliminate the anger." ”

"I have a book of scriptures called the Vajra Prajnaparamita, and the Vajra is strong, sharp, and bright. Prajna means wisdom, Paramita means to reach the other side, metaphorically indicating enlightenment, sutras are 'paths', and together they mean to use the wisdom of Vajra to achieve enlightenment, and finally reach the other shore and attain liberation. ”

Isn't this the Diamond Sutra? Wang Yicheng had heard of the great name of this scripture, but it was the first time that he could use it to get rid of demons.

"Hehe, the first day. Give alms with the sand of the Ganges. In the middle and Japanese equinoxes, the Ganges sand and other bodies are almsgiving. The day after tomorrow, he also gave alms in the form of Ganges sand. Such is immeasurable, hundreds of trillions of eons. Giving by example. If anyone hears of this classic. Faith is not rebellious. Its blessings are better than the other. Moreover, the writing is held and recited. Narrating ......"

"This scripture is the best way to enlighten people's hearts and obsess around the spirit, which is better than all the immortal spells, precious materials, and anti-heaven exercises in the world......"

"I believe it!" Wang Yicheng clasped his hands together again and again, making a gesture of belief, he had no choice but to choose to believe now.

The two of them sat cross-legged under a dead tree and began to study the sutra. Day by day, day by day, year by year.

Wang Yicheng sat cross-legged under the dead tree, he had been in meditation for three years, his body was covered with dust, and his clothes were dirty and tattered.

The green buds of a leaf peeked out of the dead tree, and the phantom of the Buddha appeared not far away, nodding with a smile, "This son can be taught." ”

It was his idea to choose Wang Yicheng from among the thousands of souls on the earth. Coming to the other world from an ordinary demon to ascending to the immortal realm, it is not enough to rely on stone slabs and luck. You also need tenacity, bravery, calmness, and a lot of good qualities. If you only look at the comprehension of Buddhist scriptures, then choose a Buddhist directly, wouldn't it be troublesome.

Wang Yicheng under the dead wood slowly opened his eyes, there seemed to be a flash of brilliance in his eyes, he realized, at this moment he became the real pioneer of this world.

In the fairy world, on a chaotic stone, two immortal-level monks were fighting, and in the rumbling sound, rubble was splashing everywhere. Both of them are red-eyed, and fighting and not dying, is their only belief.

Suddenly, there was a soft murmur in their ears, reciting a scripture they had never heard before. The scriptures seem to have magical powers to soothe their manic and tyrannical hearts. The two of them unconsciously stopped fighting, and their eyes changed from blood red to normal color.

"Why are you fighting?" said a young man with a warm expression, smiling and asking the two.

Yes, why do we fight, why do you hurt each other to the death, and feel happy? The two were at a loss.

"Why do you cultivate, what do you live for, are you happy?"

The strange young man threw out a series of questions, leaving the two of them speechless, and at the same time asking themselves, what is it for?

"I have a book of scripture that will clear your doubts, come with me. The young man clasped his hands together and saluted them with a smile. The two of them smiled unconsciously, and learned to clasp their hands together.

The three of them walked to the depths of the rocks, and the voice of the young man floated in the wind, "This sutra is called the Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra, and the Vajra ......"

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Billions of years later, the cultivation realm, a small cultivation sect.

A group of Qi refining disciples were sitting in front of a Foundation Building Stage cultivator, listening to his lecture.

"Teacher, has Immortal Venerable defeated the Qi Demon King like this?" the Qi refining boy opened his bright eyes, expecting the teacher to answer.

"Hehe! Immortal Venerable influenced thousands of immortals with the poison of anger in their bodies, and fought three battles with the demon king of anger, which lasted tens of thousands of years, and finally won the victory and rebuilt the fairy world. Because his merits far surpassed those of any previous Immortal Emperor, he was honored as Immortal Venerable. ”

The young man didn't speak, he looked at the sculpture of the Immortal Venerable in the center of the main hall in a daze, his heart was full of worship and yearning, "How nice it would be if I could see the body of the Immortal Venerable!"

In the dark, there seemed to be a flash of light in the sculpture's eyes, with a slight smile, maybe tonight's dream could meet his expectations.

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