Lao Zhu and Peng Demon King both got up and fell into the valley, but they saw that the valley in February was deep, but it was not dim and the valley was smooth, and the dragons were all clinging to the cliffs of the valley, crawling out wet, and there were also those unlucky monks, who were originally going down to hunt for treasure, but they were beaten back to their original shape when they fell into the valley, lost their memory, and struggled to climb up at this moment.

The valley is full of golden light, more than three feet long, slowly swimming in the air, like a dragon snake, occasionally a golden light swims quickly, it brings a thunder, a golden light flies away, there are ten thousand ways are alarmed and flying, running around, thundering bursts.

Zhu Ganglie and Peng Demon King were also slightly surprised when they saw this situation, the golden light came straight towards the two of them, Lao Zhu relied on his physical body to be strong, and let the golden light sweep by, but saw that the golden light pierced directly into the body, without the slightest abnormality.

That golden light rushed around in Lao Zhu's body, and Lao Zhu had already condensed the golden body to see what it was made of.

Peng Demon King does not have his ability, when he patted his head, jumped out of the three immature lotus bones, fluttering in the wind, the lotus held a magic weapon, it was a laurel tree with branches, and there was a pearl hanging on the trunk, as bright as the moon.

This pearl is called the Cangyue Pearl, which is the fragment of the innate immortal spiritual light that was broken when the world was opened, and flew down into the Moon Palace, and the laurel tree in the Moon Palace was embedded in it. The Cangyue Pearl absorbed the light of the moon, and its power was doubled, and the Kunpeng Demon Master took it off the laurel tree, and saw that the Cangyue Pearl automatically produced a moonflower laurel tree, and the jasper branches, and the jewel was hung on it.

According to the idea of the Peng Demon King, he didn't want this Cangyue Pearl to kill him, this magic weapon is too enchanting, and it looks more feminine. The Kunpeng Demon Master scolded him and taught him a lesson: "There are many masters holding the magic weapon of the branch, you don't see the Buddha who is the quasi-Taoist Buddha, nor is he holding the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree, just brush it, even I can't resist it!"

The Peng Demon King couldn't compete with him, so he had to refine this Cangyue Pearl, and he didn't dare to use it in front of people at all, for fear of being laughed at. Back then, in the Great Wilderness Mountain, the Duobao Dao people wanted to refine the Six Soul Flags, and the Peng Demon King volunteered to destroy the Cangyue Pearl, but was stopped by the Duobao Dao people and failed to succeed.

However, the power of this Cangyue Bead is really good, and it is practical, and it can stabilize the Dao heart. The Peng Demon King sacrificed this orb, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, carefully watching the movements in the February Valley, when suddenly the top of his head was cold, and a lotus petal fluttered and fell.

The lotus petal fell five feet in front of him, and suddenly made a crisp sound, bursting into a cloud of aura, and slowly floated upward. The Peng Demon King was inexplicable, looked around, and saw a golden light flying overhead, and then a petal fluttered and fluttered.

"Brother Xian, isn't it that someone from the Buddhist Sect has arrived, and he is doing a little trick of scattering flowers by the Heavenly Maiden!"

Zhu Ganglie's face was strange, staring at his top door, and suddenly asked, "Third Brother Peng, the three flowers on your top are about to mature, have you counted how many petals?"

Peng Demon King said proudly: "Although I can't compare to you, but my father laid a good foundation for me, compressed a golden pill countless times, although the three flowers have not bloomed, but I have accumulated the mana of one yuanhui! The three flowers I cultivate, each one has one hundred and eight petals, and each petal has four hundred years of mana! If I can bloom three flowers, each of these lotus petals has a thousand years of mana, it will be enough for me to cut off a corpse incarnation!"

"Three hundred and twenty-four petals, it's really good!" Zhu Ganglie looked at another golden light flashing in front of him, and another lotus flower fell, and nodded: "Well, you only have three hundred and twenty petals now!"

When the Peng Demon King heard this, he was slightly stunned, suddenly woke up, looked up, but saw another golden light flying, and touched the three flowers on the top of his head, and the lotus flower suddenly fell out of a petal. The Peng Demon King was shocked and said, "Brother Xian, why didn't you say it earlier, you ruined my 1,600 years of mana in vain!"

Lao Zhu smiled again: "You also saw it just now, this golden light can even pierce my chaotic body." ”

The Peng Demon King blinked his eyes and said, "What do you mean?" Before the words fell, he saw a golden light pass through his chest, without the slightest pain, and another lotus flower jumped out of the ancestral palace silently, turning into aura and dissipating.

"I'm going home!" Peng Demon King cried with a sad face, and said, "If I come out with you, I will lose two thousand years of mana in the blink of an eye, and I won't get the benefits of my fart!"

Zhu Ganglie hurriedly smiled and said: "Your little mana is not in my eyes, even if your cultivation is lost, you will be able to refine it in a year." This golden light is not presided over, as long as the mind is more sensitive, it will not be eliminated and the top three flowers will be removed. ”

Peng Demon King looked down, only to see that the space in the valley was narrow, and the golden light was dense and endless, and he shivered, and shouted: "Don't do it, I'd better go home and be more stable!"

At the same time, Zhu Ganglie was also unstable and was sucked down by the gravitational force in the valley. Seeing the countless golden lights around him, the Peng Demon King couldn't help but be frightened, shouting, Lao Zhu hurriedly grabbed him, took a big mouthful, swallowed him into his stomach, and said with a smile: "Third brother, don't mind, you stay here for a while!"

The Peng Demon King shouted in his stomach: "Brother Xian, it is safe in your stomach, but the smell is a little strange. Hurry up and take that magic weapon, let's get out of this hellish place!"

"Silence! When the Buddhists arrive, let's see if they will suffer too. If I suffer, my heart will be happier than ten innate treasures!"

Peng Demon King sulked and said, "I'm in your belly, how can I see the outside?"

Zhu Ganglie smiled: "Just lend you an eye." The Peng Demon King didn't know what he was talking about, and was about to carefully ask how to give his eyes to others, when suddenly a cloud of chaotic vitality wrapped him up, and the air flow was running, which suddenly made him dizzy and ignorant. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I was in a huge sphere, and in the sphere were countless star-shaped spiral objects, like a miniature galaxy.

"What a wonderful spell! Brother Xian, don't blink, it's dark in the blink of an eye!"

The Peng Demon King sighed in admiration, and hurriedly looked out, but saw that the golden light shuttled back and forth, and when it touched Zhu Ganglie's surface, it slipped away, and he couldn't penetrate his golden body at all. This golden body was created chaotically, and it had already turned twice, only to be hit by the golden light.

The Peng Demon King followed Lao Zhu's gaze, and saw auspicious clouds flying above the February Valley, a group of Buddha Qi fairy light, pure and vast. There are three people at the head, namely Maitreya Buddha of Mount Meru, Guanyin Master of Luojia Mountain, and Emperor Shakti Buddha of Great Kunlun Mountain, followed by hundreds of Buddha and Bodhisattva protectors, standing on three legs.

These people were not in a hurry to go deep into the valley to check, but quarreled outside, accusing each other of not seeing the feelings of the same sect when the sun was catastrophic, and did not come to the rescue of the disciples of Lingshan, and as a result, the good Lingshan was roasted like charcoal, and countless deaths and injuries were inflicted.

The culprit who caused everyone's controversy was a middle-aged man, surnamed Li Mingjing, he was originally the imperial general of the Heavenly Court, but he was not on the list of gods, and he did not die in the battle of the gods, but became holy in the flesh. This person was originally a disciple of Du'er Arhat, and he had a relationship with the ancient Buddha of the burning lamp, and after coming to the demon world, he was attached to the burning lamp sect.

Du Er Zhenren was originally a disciple of Taishang Laojun, and after the First World War, he also returned to the West and became the head of the eight hundred Arhats, and his mana was not inferior to that of the ancient Buddha. Lighting the lamp and waiting for the idea of the Seven Ancient Buddhas to go to fight the clouds, the Arhat and the Eighteen Arhats also followed.

This Li Jing was unlucky, when the sun was catastrophic, the mountain protection array of the Ling Mountain was broken clean by a few shameless people of Guanyin Dashi, and countless primeval poisonous dragons rushed down and burned the Ling Mountain to the ground. Li Jing also failed to escape, his body turned into ashes, and only his soul was left wandering, and he was almost eaten as a tonic by the Emperor Shakti Heavenly King Buddha.

Escaping from the mouth of the Emperor Shakti Heavenly King Buddha, Li Jing was sucked in by the February Valley again, and re-forged in the valley, gaining a secondary form, but losing his memory, like a blank piece of paper, crawling out with his bare buttocks. The people of Buddhism knew him, and Muzha had already rushed forward and cried.

Although Li Jing is middle-aged, his mind is like a baby, and he was so annoyed by Mu Zha's cry that he also cried, and the cry was loud and resounded in the sky.

Seeing this, Guanyin immediately jumped out and accused Maitreya and Emperor Shakti of not having the same idea in the catastrophe. Where are these two willing to admit it, they blame each other, and make Fuxian and others who know it laugh secretly in their hearts.

After arguing for a long time, Guanyin's voice gradually became higher, and the screaming noise made everyone have a headache, and suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the Maitreya Buddha's straight emblem, and threw him into the valley with shaking hands. When Master Guanyin made this move, he suddenly woke up and said in a panic: "The poor monk is looking at each other!" and shouted to the disciples of the Maitreya Buddha: "You quickly go down to the bottom of the valley and have a look, so as not to fall and hurt the Buddha!"

Those Buddhas and Bodhisattvas did not expect this change, and they all glared at Guanyin and flew down to the valley to find Maitreya Buddha. Master Guanyin looked at the Emperor Buddha and blinked his eyes and said: "The Buddha of the Heavenly King, the Maitreya Buddha has gone down, if he finds the treasure, I am afraid that there will be no share of you!"

Although Shakti knew that she had bad intentions and wanted Maitreya to take the lead with him, if this treasure really fell into Maitreya's hands, he would definitely not be able to grab it, so he had to bite the bullet and say to the eighteen Dharma protector gods: "You are waiting on the mountain to answer, I will come back after receiving the treasure!" and jumped into the valley.

Seeing this, Fuxian and the others smiled and said: "It's still Miaoshan Rulai, who has a plan!" Only Li Jing, who was holding Mu Ne in his arms, cried endlessly, making people cry when they heard it. Master Guanyin hurriedly comforted his apprentice and said: "Hui'an, Hui'an, turn back to the shore! He was your father in his previous life, and he raised you Chengren, and he just repaid him in this life!"

Mu Zha wiped away his tears and said, "Master, what should a disciple do?"

"Just be a son to support, in the previous life he was your father, in this life you are his father! Buddhism has clouds: a drink and a peck, is it not predetermined?

(To be continued)