Except for life and death, everything in the world is trivial.

Sue and his hands were clawing and his feet were kicking, trying to cling to something to stop his body from continuing to fall. However, everything is in vain, a person who cultivates immortals whose spells have failed is not as good as ordinary people.

From the initial shock, panic, unwillingness, and even resentment, to the end, Su He only felt that his mind was blank, in a trance, and many past events flashed in front of him......

A ragged woman holds a baby and stands against the door. As can be seen from the dilapidated door wall, the family's life is very poor.

The woman's face was covered with frost and tears, but the baby in her arms did not cry or make a fuss, but quietly looked at the guests outside the door with the clear gaze peculiar to a child.

"Dao Chief, there is really no surplus food in the slave family, if you want to turn your fate, why don't you go to someone else's house to try your luck?"

There was a very tall cloth-clothed Taoist priest standing outside the door, with a collapsed nose and a concave face, and his appearance was very scary, but Su He only felt kind, this Taoist priest was Chang Gengzi, the master in his memory, he was a little younger.

Chang Gengzi looked at the head and said with a smile: "Poor Dao neither begs for food nor money, he just wants to beg for this child." Fang Cai Poor Dao listened to you talking to himself outside the yard, your family has been without food for many days, and you can't support your three children, and you want to throw away the youngest child?"

The woman hung her head and did not speak, and sobbed quietly.

Chang Gengzi took out a few ingots of silver and stuffed them to the woman, stroked his beard and said: "This child has a few bones, give him to the poor road as an apprentice, there are eighty-one mountains under the name of the poor road, and he must have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life." If he has creation, he will become an immortal in the future, and his future is unlimited. ”

......

"Senior brother, senior brother, don't retreat, come down the mountain with us to play. ”

On the Yuxu Peak, the little junior sister Ruoxi raised her head and pulled Su He's sleeve coquettishly, looking a little expectant.

"Helian Shuang, you accompany the little junior sister down the mountain, I want to cultivate. I have cultivated to become an immortal, my qualifications are not as good as his, and I have to work harder. ”

......

"Little junior sister, farewell. ”

Su He closed his eyes and muttered in a low voice, a tear sliding down his cheek. He thought to himself: It's a pity that he hasn't accompanied his little sister down the mountain to go shopping.

He Jiong fell into the devil, the little junior sister was in danger, and Taiyi was also dangerous, but he tried his best, but he was still falling endlessly, and he didn't even have a chance to change anything.

"Elder He has fallen into the devil!"

"Elder He has fallen into the devil!"

Extremely unwilling, Su He couldn't help but shout at the top of his voice, hoping that someone would be able to hear.

The demonic aura in the dark passage was soaring, copying the ground, this extremely strong demonic aura suddenly condensed, supporting Su He, slowly slowing down the speed of his fall, gradually, Su He could already see the patterns on the stone wall next to him, he tried to stabilize his body, but suddenly hit something and hung up.

"Dude, you have enough, you have the strength to shout, it is better to quickly stand up and lighten my burden. I already knew about He Jiong's falling into the devil. ”

At the end of the dark passage is a pool with a budding black lotus in the pool.

Through the light of the black lotus flower, you can see that on the other side of the pool, there are two huge doors made of gold, and many Sanskrit characters are densely engraved on the doors.

Standing on a lotus leaf with one foot, his body rising and falling slightly with the undulating waves. He held a jasper flute in one hand, and a thin golden-bodied Arhat in the other, his left leg was raised, his toes were slightly hooked, and Su and the whole person hung horizontally on his calf.

The arhat's feet were dangling in the air, still maintaining a stumbling posture, unable to move, which looked both strange and funny.

Su He was confused, thinking: I'm not dead?

As a teacher for one day and a father for life, killing the master with his heart is my great enemy, but he saved me again, the grace of saving my life......

Su He secretly looked at his heart, this demon dao was defenseless at the moment, in this strange place, the spell of the little demon dao should not work, if you want to take revenge, now is an excellent time.

He was extremely conflicted in his heart, and after being entangled for a long time, he reached out and pulled the lotus leaf under his heart's feet.

He shook his heart, burst into a foul mouth, and muttered, "Your grandfather's, a good person really can't do it." ”

I only heard a pop, and everyone fell into the pool together and became soup chickens.

The moment they fell into the water, the black lotus suddenly bloomed. The brilliance flowed, illuminating the two golden gates.

Carefully look at the Sanskrit text on the door, which reads: "Pedestrians stop, behind this door, is the world abandoned by the Buddha, the place where the gods have cursed, and the place where the Buddha's youngest disciple - the place to reveal the truth and enter the devil." Whoever opens this door, the Buddha will no longer bless him, and the gods will curse him. ”

There was a sound of water, and the golden-bodied Arhat peeked out of the pool and said, "If the monks don't speak, none of the people who enter this door will come out alive." Little Taoist, you are very powerful, but you will not be an exception. ”

Ji Xin hugged his arms, blinked his eyes, and said with an evil smile: "Senior, I'm not human. ”

Luo Han was speechless, choked for a long time, and coughed: "The monsters that went in did not come out alive." ”

Heart: "......"

He calculated in his heart: after the sting, the snake and insect will be revived, and then the Netherworld Palace will inevitably make a comeback. In case the situation is tense, the master will definitely enter the Nine Shadows regardless of the injury, and the master's temper is only afraid that the soul will be scattered, and the eye of the Yellow Spring will also be sealed.

Time is running out, the Creation Jade Disc is inside, and he has a reason to go, he must gather the Creation Jade Disc before he is stung.

"Senior, it is said that the youngest disciple of the Buddha has fallen into the devil. But I have read many scriptures, and among the ten disciples of the Buddha, there is not a person named Jiedi?"

The golden-bodied Arhat was silent for a moment, and then muttered: "The old man doesn't know very well, the White Horse Temple has a legend: there is a secret hidden in the Nagarjuna Underground Palace, about the Buddha's youngest disciple - Jiedi. ”

No one in the world has ever heard of the name "Jiedi", and in the classics of later generations, there is no record of the Buddha's disciples mentioning it.

He is like a taboo, the traces of his existence have been deliberately erased by people, as if he has never come to the world.

Legend has it that Jiedi was originally the most intelligent disciple of the Buddha, and his cultivation far surpassed that of those fellow disciples.

A thousand years ago, he was ordered to come to Middle-earth to preach Buddhism, and he actually fell in love with an ordinary woman who could not practice.

For the sake of this woman, Jiedi violated the precepts and left the Buddhist sect. He had long hair, took wives, killed, drank wine, and ate meat、......

Time passed, and the woman grew old day by day. Jiedi took her all over the mountains and ancient temples to find a way to continue her life, but the destiny of heaven cannot be violated, and this woman is finally dying, and time is running out.

He sat in the house for seven days and seven nights.

On the eighth day, Nagarjuna, the brother of the Buddha, came to visit him and found that he was gone.

The woman was sealed in ice with a seal, and was in a strange state of neither life nor death.

Nagarjuna found a piece of silk silk in the house, on which was the handwriting of the truth, and wrote in a very dragging pen and ink: "I have let go of heaven and earth, but I can't let go of you." He can cross the world, but he can't cross himself. A Buddha horn is a strange road from now on. ”