Hearing Zhen Yuanzi's simple answer, Jiuling Yuan Sheng couldn't help but sigh:
It's several years faster than I expected. Things in the world are really unpredictable. When it comes to you and me, we still can't understand God's will clearly. What's the use of this deduction or the use of Yi Dao
With that said, it turned and walked away, stepping out of the magnificent and solemn black hall, rising steadily in the dim sky above the underworld, losing its ghostly imperial appearance and the power of this place, and returning to the appearance of the great sage of the demon clan. Breaking through the layers of fog, we returned to the realm of the ancient Fuso tree.
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According to its original idea, it could still comprehend the mysteries of the afterlife for several years in order to grasp some of the keys to the end of the world. Who would have thought that Zhen Yuanzi would come so quickly and with such force
In the palace, the black mist and deathly energy left by the Nine Spirits Yuansheng rolled endlessly, highlighting the blurred Dao lines, which condensed into a gloomy blue-grey imperial seal. It fell into the hands of Zhen Yuanzi, who was built by Emperor Fengdu. The symbol of power in the underworld
Before Pindao had this chance, how could he have known about the layout of the heavenly prison in the immortal world? Zhen Yuanzi also sighed.
Everything seems to have been arranged
He spread his hands to catch the gray imperial seal, opened his mouth, and spit out a quiet and dead light, breaking through the upper layers of restrictions and leaving a mark on the cardinal.
boom
There seemed to be thunder exploding in the gloomy underworld, and the refined acquired underworld surged forward, running through the chaotic time, connecting a piece of decayed and ancient underworld, and merged into the real underworld flowing above.
I don’t know how many layers this Yin Earth is divided into. The bottom is the Evil Sacrifice Pool at the beginning of the Era. Above it is the Demonic Death Swamp when the Nine Nethers fought for hegemony. There is the cemetery of the gods when the Emperor of Heaven was in the Nine Heavens. There are generations of monsters and human beings trying to There are all kinds of Hades and Hells that have been built, and the new ones suppress the old ones, and the present covers the past, making history seem to have become a fossil. And at the core of this yin earth, no matter how many layers are accumulated, there is always a Luofeng Mountain with a deep and unfading turbidity. This is the current dojo of the Xuanming Ghost Emperor.
However, at this moment, even though His cold eyes were filled with anger, the roar could be heard everywhere. There is still no way to prevent the underworld of Emperor Fengdu from being connected with the realm of Luofeng. Zhen Yuanzi, who was transformed into the Ghost Emperor through the arrangement of the Emperor of Heaven, is also a false other side here. The two sides were fighting against each other, and no one could do anything about the other, and the Xuanming Ghost Emperor's focus was still on the Demon Emperor's claws, which could lose control at any time.
The underworld within the layers of mist seemed to suddenly expand countless times. One by one, the Yin soldiers and ghosts were stunned to find that what they could see was no longer the hazy mist, but the boundless desolation, the Yin soil swept by the strong wind, and an extra layer in the sky. A black sun and a yellow moon. They all have a sense of decay and paleness, while their own souls are becoming more and more solid, and they are even blessed with silver-colored spiritual armor.
As all the original deficiencies of this underworld were perfected, the ghost emperor transformed by Zhen Yuanzi looked up to the sky, paid homage, and solemnly spoke:
Please come to your hometown in a vacuum
Please come to your hometown in a vacuum
After saying this nine times in a row, His hands and sleeves suddenly lifted up. The underworld turned from dim to pitch black, layers of mist were pulled by the tornado, flying down from high places, like two giant pythons, while in the infinite distance, a dim light lit up. Although it has not become larger, it is gradually becoming clearer. It is a hazy world with no visible edges. It contains the meaning of great freedom and bliss, and is full of eternal dead silence, as if it is the original hometown and final destination of all living things.
White lotuses bloom. The clear light turned into mist, and the Night Emperor and the divine envoys inside looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what was going on. However, the supreme and powerful thoughts vaguely revealed from the depths of the vacuum homeland made them dare not doubt, and could only worship.
boom
This dark spot crashed into the core of the underworld with an otherworldly light, stirring up endless storms, but leaving the underworld soldiers and ghosts unaffected.
The storm turned into countless white lotuses, which fell down and took root in every angle of the underworld. Some sank under the earth, while some bloomed directly.
boom
Lines of clear light are like real dragons, constantly rising from the core of the underworld, completely covering this world.
boom
In the midst of true chaos, in the center of the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom spanning infinite kalpas, there is a giant Bodhi tree that supports this world. Its branches are the way, and its leaves are the rules.
At this moment, the true spirit picture of ghosts and gods hanging on the bodhi tree was inspired, and suddenly it shone brightly.
Where the light shines, an ancient idea of obscure, illusory, blissful and pure appears out of thin air from the giant Bodhi tree.
boom
In the central land of the Western Paradise, the dream-like fog and bubbles remain unchanged forever. There is a square eight-treasure merit pool around it. There are no water waves in it. It is so deep that it is difficult to see the bottom. It seems to lead to strange and inexplicable different places. universe.
Suddenly, rays of light shot into the sky from these pools of merit, as green as glass, as transparent as a dream, and a green lotus full of ancient meaning condensed out.
The green lotus fell, penetrated into the dreamy bubbles and layers of mist.
boom
Clear light shone before Zhen Yuanzi's eyes. His empty hometown had merged with this underworld. In the deepest part, white lotuses bloomed one after another, forming a majestic and holy god. His clothes were complex and light, ancient and elegant, and his face seemed to be obscured by endless time and space. It was blurry and hard to see, but those eyes that surpassed anything else in the world were impressive.
Zhen Yuanzi immediately bowed down and said solemnly:
Welcome mother back
The Night Emperor and the other divine envoys even prostrated themselves and shouted in unison:
Welcome mother back
This god looked down at them and said with a faint smile:
God's will has changed.
Beyond the thirty-third heaven, where the Tushita Palace is located, there are spiritual springs everywhere, strange flowers blooming, and fairy birds and auspicious beasts can be seen from time to time.
The Golden Horn boy was boredly watching the Silver Horn boy give a sermon. Suddenly, something moved in his heart. He looked outside and saw a slightly skinny golden Buddha sitting on a pure lotus platform, neither coming in nor leaving. He is six feet tall, his face is full of compassion, and his immeasurable meaning fills the world.
Amitabha Golden Horn Boy blurted out.
In the mysterious world connected by the sea eye, the Demon Emperor's Palace stands quietly, and the little fox Qingqiu is seizing the time to practice, striving to further awaken the Demon Holy Spear.
Suddenly, she saw the doors of the Demon Emperor's Palace opening without wind, and a Taoist wearing a double bun stepped in.
This man with a yellow face and slight beard, clear and free-spirited, glanced at Qingqiu with a smile, and slowly entered the Demon Emperor's Palace.
He was actually able to enter the deepest part of the Demon Emperor's Palace, which is inaccessible to us. Qingqiu stared blankly at this scene.
In the boundless pure land, the ancient Buddha of Deng Deng is thinking about various details and deducing every pass.
Suddenly, he saw the shadow of Ananda in front of him turning his head to look at the outside world again.
Our chance has come. Ananda immediately showed a meaningful smile.
The opportunity to light the lamp, the ancient Buddha, was at a loss.
Within the Jue Dao, the boundless sea of thunder is uncertain.
Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang each held one side of the jade plate of creation, and each circulated their own endless chaotic thoughts, consuming it bit by bit and assimilating it into their own bodies.
I don't know how long it took, the water rippled and seemed to turn into a river, and the jade dish of good fortune flew into ashes every inch.
Meng Qi, who is worthy of being the ancient emperor of the East, couldn't help but sigh. Just by refining and absorbing the various avenues and rules on the incomplete jade dish of creation, he directly stepped into the middle reaches of creation. Gu Xiaosang also accumulated abundantly. As long as it is truly your own, you will be able to break through the barriers.
Of course, directly absorbing and refining other people's methods of cohesion will conflict with one's own, causing the foundation to be unstable. It will take more time to polish in the future. If Wuji does not tolerate all things, Meng Qi may even explode and die on the spot, but most of them At the moment of the calamity, he must step into the realm of perfection as soon as possible and get rid of the remaining spirituality of Donghuang. He no longer cares about this and just hopes that the calamity will pass before there is time to make up for it.
Gu Xiaosang opened his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and was about to speak. His expression suddenly changed, his eyes revealed a look of shock that Meng Qi had never seen before, and he blurted out:
Mother is back
Meng Qi's mind buzzed with the same shock that his mother was back. She came back at this time. .