Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Birthday

The chaotic air flow scurried around the field, and the energy ball in Lozundava's hand was like a bomb that could detonate at any moment, constantly trembling, allowing him to stabilize its structure with all his strength, but the blood-red core was completely uncontrollable.

Hearing Luo Songdawa's words, Wu Fan turned around and left without hesitation, the thunder flashed under his feet, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the foot of the city wall, standing far away.

The other party is not related to him, and even designed him at the beginning, no matter what way it is, Wu Fan has no intention of accompanying him to death, even if he is responsible for causing such a situation, he is also responsible for a small part, but after all, it is Luo Songdawa who is to blame, or is calculated

In the Xiaoyao faction, there is a distinction between the Qi Sect and the Sword Sect, in fact, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and any sect has internal disputes, but most of them are not enough for outsiders, unlike the Xiaoyao faction that is directly put on the surface.

As the largest branch of Tantra in the Chinese pilgrimage site, the Bra Palace School seems to be a complex school, and it is also a constant internal struggle, and this time the team that came to China to compete in the competition, its leader is having irreconcilable contradictions with Losong Dawa00.

It's just that what Losong Dawa never thought about was that the other party dared to openly act on such an occasion, and used some strange means to infiltrate Losong Dawa's energy system, so that he himself embarked on the road of destruction!

And when the time comes, this black cauldron that killed Luo Songdawa will naturally be pressed on the head of his opponent, that is, Wu Fan.

However, not all calculations can be perfect, in the original plan, when Luo Song Dawa used the secret art of the school Blood Buddha to descend into the world, the attack he suffered would cause the meridians to reverse, and finally die violently under Wu Fan's fist.

However, Luo Songdawa originally wanted to fuse Wu Fan's energy attack through the school's Zhen Sect martial arts "Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect", but by mistake, his leader and himself, coupled with Wu Fan's energy, caused the current embarrassing situation.

When he saw that Wu Fan was far away from the center of the storm, Luo Songdawa breathed a sigh of relief, he and the other party had no grievances, the previous calculation was just for victory, it could only be said to be a small means, there was no life and death grudge, and there was no need to bring the other party to the funeral.

He took a deep look at the phalanx of the Potala Palace School, and a pair of smug eyes sparked in the air.

Inexplicably, Losongdava's mind suddenly flashed to the deceased Guru, who had said something to him that he still did not know

"The Buddha can cross sentient beings, but Losong Dawa, you have to remember that you can only see the Buddha when you stand outside of sentient beings. ”

He didn't understand why he had to stand outside of sentient beings when he could cross sentient beings, and why he could only see the Buddha when he stood outside sentient beings.

As the last trace of internal force in the body was exhausted, without his suppression, the energy ball instantly began to disintegrate and collapse, like an exploding star, leaving the last energy behind the most gorgeous fireworks in nature, returning everything in itself to the mother universe in the most perfect form.

The so-called sentient beings are not the world, and the so-called people of the world are not you and me.

At this moment, the gorgeous fireworks in front of him made Losong Dawa instantly realize that the so-called Buddha is the most beautiful fireworks on the top of all beings.

Losong Dawa smiled, the energy that exploded in front of him illuminated his way forward, and in this moment, he saw the other side, saw the realm of all beings, but there was no Buddha

Everything was expected.

The moment the energy ball exploded, all the masters present noticed that according to the written script, there would be a god catcher Haiyu to end this intricate duel, but at that moment, God Catcher Haiyu hesitated

Haiyu looked back at the silver-haired Feng Qingzi, and his eyes revealed the meaning of inquiry.

Feng Qingzi shook her head, her eyes revealing anticipation, and she meticulously stared at the center of the energy explosion.

"He found the spirit" Feng Qingzi said the answer, which was the meaning of Haiyu's inquiry.

Hearing this, Haiyu, who was ready to go, sat back in his chair and stared intently at the situation in the field, the scene of the birthday was not so easy to meet.

The rest of the guests have looked at the past, the birth of each spirit is so incredible, so legendary, that is the sublimation of the human spirit and **, is the realm of thought and nature.

Wu Fan, who was standing on the edge, looked back, and the fluctuations caused by the energy of the explosion made him get goosebumps, but soon, something strange happened

The power of the energy explosion was not as devastating as imagined, but only caused the collapse of particles in space in a limited range, if the previous energy ball was a black hole, then after the detonation, it was a chaotic scene, but it was quite small, only the size of a basketball.

In the midst of this chaos, Losong Dawa saw all beings, the world, the Buddha he believed in, and his self.

The air has become colorful particles, the blue sky has flown over a silver river, the white jade bricks on the ground seem to be paved with a layer of white silver sand, warm and delicate, every particle in the space seems to have life, joy, anger and sorrow, and the universe has naturally become emotional.

This is the world as Losundawa sees it, or rather, the beings and things he feels.

Looking around, everyone's head exudes a wave of emotions that can cause particles in space to react, or collide, or rub, or merge, in different forms

And the special guests who sat high on the top were even more mysterious.

Sitting there, the god of catching Haiyu, there was a flying fish with wings faintly floating beside him, and Feng Qingzi next to him was shrouded in clouds and mist, and he could only see the faint phantom in it.

On the other side of the city wall, the pavilion sits Dan Qingzi and the water red carp, the former is shrouded in a blue light, and there is an island fairy mountain floating behind it, like a sea market tower, while the latter is like a pool of clear water, a red carp is constantly wandering as if it is aware, and the red carp actually winks at Luo Qing Dawa.

Then, Luo Songdawa curiously fell on Wu Fan, and with this wave, he saw a completely different scene.

A trace of purple lightning wrapped an egg that shimmered with white light, and in the white egg, there seemed to be a red line, like a small red snake, constantly swimming.

At this moment, Losundava felt more open and relaxed than ever, as if lying on top of the white clouds, watching the clouds roll up, enjoying the gentle sunshine, and occasionally a drizzle, the slightest tapping on his skin, and a wonderful feeling that permeated his body and mind constantly appeared in his mind, stimulating every nerve in him.

Eventually, in the astonished gaze of all, a rainbow rose from the clouds, and the other end was at the foot of Lozundava, the bridge of all beings, the spirit of the other side.

Losong Dawa lifted his feet, took one last look back at the beings of the world, and stepped onto the Rainbow Bridge.

From now on, I am the Buddha, and the Buddha is not me.

Stepping on the lotus flower, the colorful halo appears behind the head, just like the Buddha in mythology, but it is more subtle and slightly warped, and more natural.

With a wave of his hand, the chaos caused by the energy ball disappeared into space in an instant.

Although Losong Dawa is still standing in place, it feels so far away, unattainable, unreachable, and he wants to touch it, but he finds that it is just Haishi Shenglou, but he looks at you with a smile on his eyebrows, and there is your shadow in his eyes.

With the wind under his feet, carrying Losong Dawa to move, he came to the host and said a word softly, but the voice stayed in everyone's ears, like a breeze blowing.

"I throw in the towel. ”