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Chapter 1040 Return to the ruins and destroy the book

Chapter 1040: Reminiscence and Destruction (This book is completed)

After learning from the mystery of the Yuanhui and having completed the practice of immortality, Mahayana monks who have only made half of their practice of immortality, a slight breath that has been revealed makes Zhang Shiping, a junior of Nascent Soul who has lived for less than a thousand years, feel a sense of vicissitudes of time and space replacement.

In just a few words, tens of thousands of souls were born from the void. Although the aura emitted by it had not even reached the Qi Refining Period, the highest was only to transform into a god, but the number was so large that it looked even denser at first glance. Zhang Shiping's late-stage spiritual consciousness could not be counted, but the two Mahayana venerables did not care about it at all.

The wings of Shang Fu's phantom that was above the sky shook gently, and a ghost light swept away. A bottomless black purple vortex suddenly appeared in the sky, sucking those karmic souls into it and sending them to reincarnation. The remaining evil spirits were unwilling to do so and wanted to reincarnate again.

However, with Shang Fu's whistle, these evil spirits suddenly lost consciousness and flew uncontrollably towards the ash clouds in the sky, disappearing into it.

However, at the same time, alienated ghosts kept crawling out from under the clouds, one by one, with a ferocious look on their faces, trying to drag Shang Fu's phantom into the depths of the gray clouds.

And the next moment, when the soul emerged from the void again, a long river flowed down from the sky.

There are countless birds "Ye Suns" circling on the river. They have about a ft. They have black heads and white feathers without feet. They have two long feathers behind their tails. They emit a faint fluorescent light and occasionally make a few crisp sounds. At first glance, their postures are similar to those of the crane, with slender and beautiful figures. On the blue and black water, there are strange snakes covered with yellowish silhouettes.

On a lonely boat on the river, there was a boatman in a straw raincoat and hat. He raised his head, and his originally illusory and blurred face gradually became clear, revealing a half-dried and half-loving appearance. The dry appearance was like an evil ghost, with glorious eyes showing compassion.

When the old monk Sakyamuni put his hands together, the man also made the same move. A huge wave suddenly burst into the long river, swept the souls all over the sky into it. Some of them turned into birds and flew into the sky, and threw themselves into the cycle of reincarnation. The remaining evil ghosts turned into monster snakes and stayed in the river and were unable to escape.

Seeing this, Zhang Shiping was silent for a moment. He also understood what the scene in front of him meant, but he still couldn't help but ask, "Two seniors, why are this?"

Then he looked up at the sky, shook his head, and smiled at Shaka, "Youtum has prepared such a suitable body for you, and you really want to give up? If you miss this, you will be decayed forever and your lifelong practice will be ashes."

Shang Fu also walked into the dark and fountain and asked with a smile: "Why do you need to worry about this?"

"I am tired after so many years." Shaka shook his head.

"Who can be sure whether it is the opportunity to become an immortal? Is the destruction of Lingli and Linghua realms in the past also his plan? Can you be sure?" asked the snake woman.

Seeing this, Shang Fu shook his head and said, "Whether, since you don't plan to let go, then forget it. Old bald man, let's go back, we'll just wait for one or two Yuanhui."

"It is just the responsibilities that we, such as Mahayana monks, should shoulder. Since the death of gods and demons in all realms, the senior reincarnated the Yinming Yellow Spring, established the six realms of reincarnation, and took charge of the life and death of sentient beings. Now He is no longer here. It just so happened that the two ways that I and the old bald man comprehended have something to do with them. This burden naturally falls on our shoulders." Shang Fu said in a calm tone.

However, in the Black Mountains under the sea of ​​blood, entangled by endless evil spirits and ghosts, there was no response at all.

"The Linghuan Realm should have been destroyed before the twelve Yuanhui. The predecessors had already returned to the ruins, but they used their own body to force the world to determine the water, fire and wind for such a long time. Why do you and I force it? Let it go. Life and death are all the time, why do you and I have to be happy to die?" Sakyamuni said.

"Candle, I gave you the coffin lamp, not for you to use it like this. You have tried so many times. Don't you understand the so-called law of fate and the principle of being unable to obtain it?" Sakyamuni said.

Then he stretched out his fingers and pointed at Zhang Shiping's eyebrows, and instructed: "The old man in Sanmu has done all the mechanisms. His skills cannot be practiced in "The Method of Enlightenment of Immortality and Transformation of Gods" or "The Evil Destruction of Evils". Today, he will eliminate future troubles for you and will not be contaminated again. You and I will meet today, and I will be destined to be destined. I will give you a fortune."

As soon as He thought, dozens of bronze lamps with copper rust appeared in front of him, only one of which had a blood-red wick, the blood flames swayed, and the light was unstable.

"If you and I give up, then there will be no chance of turning around in this world. Now I have already gained his evil thoughts. Even though this son has little hope, it is ultimately derived from his good thoughts and must not be abandoned." The snake woman said coldly.

The gray clouds in the sky dissipated to both sides, and endless black fog surged out of the world. The evil thoughts vaguely leaked made the three Mahayana monks present look awe-in.

After a long time, the other party sighed and said, "You and I will take a step back. My body will not stop you, but you should not erase the thoughts in that boy's body."

He looked at the sea of ​​blood in the distance, which was invisible to the end and asked slowly, "Mishan, do you really have the will to be willing to be self-proclaimed. Can you not be liberated when you see your master suffer such suffering?"

"Do you have the heart to watch your senior miss the opportunity to become an immortal?" Shaka looked up at the sky.

Then it was broken like a mirror flower and water moon. Sakyamuni suddenly appeared in the dark and yellow spring. The snake woman suddenly appeared. He leaned on a crutch in one hand and held Sakyamuni's wrist tightly with the other hand, and said in a deep voice: "You have to think it through."

However, Sakyamuni just looked at the snake woman quietly, but had no intention of leaving.

But at the moment of touching, this world seemed to be frozen.

"Okay." Sakyamuni said with a smile.

"It's a pity that my monk and this old bird have limited cultivation. It's just over 140,000 years now, so they are already a little unable to achieve it. The True Spirit Tao Fruit has been intoxicated by sins. I'm afraid it won't last long. I don't know how my seniors have been through such a long time?" Shaka sighed.

"Three Yuanhui, if we still have no choice when the time comes, then... then forget it." The snake woman leaned on her crutch and begged.

He appeared again in the Nine Birds Secret Realm, and his fingertips gently touched Zhang Shiping's eyebrows.

"What's the use of thinking so much? Before you and I sacrificed our lives to turn into Luohu, I agreed with fellow Taoists such as Zhu, Mingyu, and only insisted on three Yuanhui at most. If they still couldn't find a way, then you and I would do their best. The Tao is different, and we will never make plans for each other." Shang Fu said slowly.

The next moment, a reverse spirit channel emerged from the Mahayana monk's thoughts, wrapped it in it, and disappeared in this realm.

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PS: After thinking about it for a long time, this chapter of Xiaohuanjie will be completed here.
Chapter completed!
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