The fairyland reappears, standing high above the heavens, as if announcing the return of the ancient mythological era. However, each layer is broken, and the strong are withered. No matter how many heavenly soldiers and generals there are, they can only decorate the facade, infuse the vitality of the Nine Heavens, and stimulate its power. Strength, thereby blessing the Emperor of Heaven.
The building was towering, deep into the avenue. The Emperor of Heaven stood under the tree, with many shadows behind him, echoing everywhere in the fairy world. He quietly looked down at the earth and saw the abyss to the west of the Gobi Desert rolling and gushing. With an irreversible momentum, he finally Breaking through the Qing Emperor's seal, the area of more than 100,000 miles was polluted into Nine Netherworlds. Negative emotions condensed, and all kinds of corruption converged, giving birth to evil demons and evil gods one after another.
There is no more brilliance visible in the vast sky in the vast Western Region. It is always like a cloudy sky, gloomy and depressing. Fortunately, those on the other side have already foreseen it. From the Demon Emperor Palace, from the Yuxu Palace, and from the Paradise World, there are all decrees passed down. Good fortune came, and the creatures in this place migrated to the Buddhist kingdom on the earth and the overseas fairyland respectively, allowing sects such as the Snow Mountain Sect of the Wanxiang Sect and the secret realms such as the Demon Clan Tianhaiyuan to evacuate in time.
In the extreme south of the East China Sea, the suppression of the Golden Bridge and Sanbao Ruyi on the other side was weakened by the changes in the heavenly secrets, suppressed by the general trend of the end of the era, and was powerfully attacked by the demon Buddha. In the end, it was irreversible and they flew away. Only the Nine Nethers and the real world could be separated. The integration is temporarily limited to this sea area, but in other places, natural disasters continue and earth hazards emerge one after another. If the immortals and gods had not eliminated them with all their strength, the entire intelligent world would have begun to fall apart. Going further outward, many universes in the universe have come to an end, or have been destroyed. Silence, or freezing, or collapse, and so on.
Suddenly, as the Demon Buddha refined Jiuyou, the end seemed to have arrived early, and the end of the era was approaching.
In this situation, the mentality of people who are well-informed due to the all-realm knowledge talisman suddenly changes. There are those who enjoy themselves in time and live in dissolute ways, there are those who are panicked and fearful and begin to believe in salvation, and there are those who put down the burdens of the past and devote themselves to the joy of family life. .
In Yuxu Palace, Shen Daowu Zhen Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and saw Da Qinggen approaching the palace.
What did the master's uncle say? He smiled slightly.
Da Qinggen held his head high and answered: "Preach the teachings of the master, and go to the lower realm of Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhenjun to guard the Yuanhai and block evil spirits."
After saying that, it changed its flattering smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Erlang. I don't know why, this time it was our Yuxu Palace who helped. The master also ordered the Seven Killers to guard the southernmost part of the East China Sea, kill evil spirits, and sharpen their swords."
Those who can do more work. Yang Jian's smile did not diminish, he stood up with a graceful posture, and bowed calmly to the position of the Yuqing Hall. The disciples obeyed the instructions of the master's uncle.
Without moving his feet or moving his body, he escaped from Yuxu Palace and arrived at the quicksand of the past. In front of him was the surging demonic energy and the ever-turning black Gobi. In the deep darkness, there seemed to be countless horrors hidden in it. monster.
Yang Jian flicked his ballistic robe, sat down leisurely, pointed with his right hand, and the Wuji apricot-yellow flag flew out from the center of the world and was inserted at the boundary between the vast sea and the Gobi.
This jade-like treasure grows in the wind, instantly penetrates into the heavens, connects the earth, and scatters countless golden lotuses. Each golden lotus blooms with billions of rays of light, forming a wall of empty gold, covering the black mist. All evil spirits and so on are blocked out.
One after another, the evil gods and demons were unaware of their power, dominated by violent and destructive emotions. They took action one after another and bumped into each other. Under the slow rotation of the golden lotus, the smoke disappeared like a bubble.
The extreme south of the East China Sea is even simpler. A handsome Taoist in black robes is standing in the air, with black lights roaring around him, constantly flashing everywhere, harvesting every bit of life. Except for dead things, there is nothing left here.
The situation in the real world has temporarily stabilized.
In a vast Buddhist kingdom filled with tranquility and purity, ghosts sit around the golden lotus platform, listening to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Xuanbei's sermons, so as to eliminate resentment and obsession in their hearts and free themselves from self-hell.
Their number is not enough to fill one of the billions of this boundless pure land. You can see empty Bodhi Buddha Temple and Brahma Pond everywhere. The old ghosts in them are at ease, secretly playing with the talismans of all realms, and showing them to their relatives and friends. The beauty of the world after death eliminates their fear of the doomsday. The new ghosts are uneasy and frightened, and only the solemn and compassionate voice of the Bodhisattva can alleviate them.
Xuanbei holds the wheel of life and death and the Ksitigarbha relic, as if he controls the mysteries of reincarnation and transcendence. He lectures in such a way that golden lotuses surge from the ground, and he removes all traces of resentment and obsession.
After finishing speaking, he stopped, looked at the man sitting next to the golden lotus platform and listened like an ordinary ghost, and sighed:
The end has come, the era is coming to an end. In recent days, the number of dead has been increasing day by day. You can imagine what the near future will be like. I wonder what preparations you have for all the deities and Buddhas.
The man was wearing a mysterious robe, an ancient crown, and a warm smile. He was none other than Meng Qi, the dignified Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of the Yuxu Palace lineage. He was actually sitting next to Xuan Bei listening to the lecture in such a graceless manner.
He smiled slightly and said: Master is indeed merciful and merciful, and from the future that the disciples see and possess, the Doomsday is the end of everything, far better than the end of the era in the past. Living things cannot be protected by just refining the kind of treasure rafts used in the past. Those who are left alive can only hope to carry all sentient beings through the end of the era and travel through the underworld of the present world, which coincides with the final meaning of death and destination, and intercept the general trend of the doomsday and refine the most special treasure raft to save the world. In the void, waiting for the elusive and unspeakable next era to arrive.
There is no Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the south. It is no wonder that in the ancient mythological era, the Buddhist and Taoist heavens were competing for control of the underworld. Nowadays, there is a vacuum home waiting for the destination after death. Xuanbei suddenly whispered, and the ghosts around him could not hear it. No wonder you secretly gave all the wheels of life and death to help me create a pure land after death.
Meng Qi had always felt that this matter was very secretive before he came to the other side, so he wanted to get a glimpse of it through his master Xuan Bei's attempt. However, after breaking free from the sea of suffering, he saw various changes in the future at the end of the era, and saw the earth as a treasure raft for crossing the world. He already knew it through experience.
Hearing Xuan Bei's words, he said with a smile: The current power of the underworld is divided among various families, with the Golden Emperor and Amitabha as the main ones. But if each one goes his own way, relying only on the final meaning that each family has on hand, they can refine the world-transferring power. The treasure raft is far from enough to avoid the end of the era, and there will be competition in this regard in the future.
Master, even if your Ksitigarbha Pure Land incorporates the legacy of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the past, it is still far away from the Inanimate Mother and the others. The end is imminent. In order to protect all living beings, I am afraid I have to make some changes.
Xuanbei was silent for a while and then said: What changes
In the past, the Human Emperor was also prepared for this, and tried to refine the Doomsday Boat, but unfortunately he failed to complete the task. The disciple wanted to retrieve it, refine it with the Master's Ksitigarbha Pure Land, rebuild the treasure raft, and wait for the changes in the future. Meng Qi said calmly.
Xuanbei nodded and said in a compassionate tone:
I just hope that the common people will escape disaster, so why not try
Shan Mengqi smiled while stroking his hands, and his figure appeared in the Great Zhou Palace on Changmen Island, sitting opposite Gao Lan, separated by a table with fine wine.
The exchange between him and Xuan Bei just now turned into a ray of light and fell on Gao Lan's eyebrows, completely showing the cause and effect.
Brother Emperor, if you don't want it, I won't force you. If you want it, you won't take it away for free. You will have to exchange it. Meng Qi said with a smile.
Gao Lan held the wine glass, his expression calm, and said slowly: You and I, brothers, there is no need to say more about this trivial matter, just take it away, and it can also be regarded as the continuation of the original human emperor's legacy. It is an inseparable part of humanity. For me, Benefit without any harm.
Brother Emperor, do you really not want to hear what is being exchanged? Meng Qi's smile looked a bit like Gu Xiaosang's.
Gao Lan's eyes were deep and he seemed to have some guesses. His voice turned lower and he said: What is it
Resurrection of sister-in-law Yan Ran. Meng Qi looked into Gao Lan's eyes and spoke word by word.
Reaching the other side and looking back in time is just a matter of effort, and it will not change Gao Lan's life before. However, Meng Qi knows that no matter the funny brother or the emperor brother, they are very proud and proud people at heart. This matter will never be left to others, so it has never been mentioned, but now that the end is approaching, there may not be a chance to meet again if there is no resurrection. After all, Meng Qi himself is not very sure about whether there will be a next era.
Gao Lan's eyes suddenly fluctuated, as if hiding a fierce whirlpool, while Meng Qi kept to himself and continued: I know that my eldest brother is a hero, he only wants to become a Taoist himself and be resurrected by his own hands, but he only exchanges his own things for the chance of resurrection, and with this No matter what the difference is, Pindao won't take action himself. I'll let you, brother, do it yourself.
As he spoke, he took out something. It was a long jade box, covered with bright clear light, with a feeling of time stopping, and four mysterious words were written on it:
Moonlight Box
This thing can reverse time and go back to the past. Brother, what do you think? Meng Qi looked at Gao Lan deeply.
Gao Lan's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and he looked like an ordinary person. His eyes were dark, like an ocean with strong winds and huge waves.
Meng Qi didn't urge him, but waited for his decision, thinking boredly in his mind that if this matter hadn't been related to Sister Yan Ran, his eldest brother's answer would definitely be: Call him Emperor Brother.