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Chapter 1815 No redemption for EMI!

The vastness of the secret land of Shenxiao has not yet been explored by the visitors participating in the competition this time.

For example, only Zen Master Xing Nian currently knows where the wreckage of the time treasure ship "Flying Light" resides.

For example, Lu Qilang, Yuan Mengji and others, their footsteps only stop at this sacred mountain, and their eyes are limited to this place for the time being.

Zen Master Xing Nian used five hundred years to plan a plan, and used Shenxiao's plan to achieve it. He usurped the content of "The Fifty-Eight Chapters of the Buddha's Sayings", calculated the flying light of Shenxiao's secret land, calculated Spider Yi's plan, and used Tiger Taisui's layout to achieve the goal.

Lu Ximing's Luozi got the treasure from the battle between the Monkey King Xingkong and the Cicada's Dharma Yuan, and took advantage of the ancient Nanshan monk's call for the Zhiwen Bell to get the bell.

Created from nothing, the distance between the land of the gods and the real world is manifested. The spring of immortality is used to fill the eternal chasm. The treasure boat of knowledge is used to isolate the power of the decline of the gods. The endless dangers in the eternal chasm still allow the Ape Immortal Court.

Give yourself a ride...

This layout that lasts for five hundred years is quite far-reaching.

But the Qizhiben, which ranks the heavenly rankings and reviews the world's heroes, is the existence with the highest calculation power of the heavenly demon in the world.

This world has never been anyone's private chessboard. People are counted as tigers, and tigers are also counted as people. Since ancient times, there have been many layout makers.

At this moment, cause and effect are strangled, the river of destiny is tumbling, and the destiny is in chaos!

Zen Master Xing Nian thought clearly at this time. Five hundred years ago, when Uncle Mingzhi died, Qizhi had doubts. Because at that time, the one wanted to capture more Bodhisattvas of Mount Sumeru and more human beings.

The Tao's net has yielded no more results... He has been searching for himself for the past five hundred years!

Five hundred years was his dormant waiting, and how could it not be Qi Zhiben’s silent patience?

Qi Zhiben may not have had a glimpse of his own overall situation. But while maintaining doubts, there are a few key nodes that Qi Zhiben could not easily capture.

For example, the critical moment of the battle between Ji Xingkong and Cicada is the best time, or even the only time, to seize the Zhiwen Bell. So no matter how you confuse the cause and effect, and cover up the secrets, as long as you choose to take action this time, the right time to take action

He is destined to die.

This is not a fair fight.

Qi Zhiben doesn't need to calculate everything, or even him at all. He just needs to ambush a secret hand just in case in this extremely possible situation.

Being in the demon world, Qizhi could have mobilized too many resources, but he had too few choices to make!

Regarding this, Zen Master Xing Nian did not figure it out until now.

In fact, he knew it all along.

But if you miss this time, when will you have to wait until next time?

Is there a next time?

Once the bell is lost, no one can find it.

If it was finally taken away by the Black Lotus Temple, in order to avoid the counterattack of Gunan Mountain, you can imagine how the Black Lotus Temple would guard this bell.

And if Gunan Mountain succeeds in guarding the Zhiwen Bell, after this experience of being almost taken away by Black Lotus Temple, I am afraid that it would rather hang on the treasure mountain than move again...

Five hundred years in the future, five hundred years in the future, this is almost the only chance.

Although he planned a lot, he still had to do it!

The so-called "Three Hearings and Three Buddha's Faiths" are the eternal sutras of the Buddhist sect. Now that I have heard the bell, I have heard that the bells are all there, but I only know that the bell has been lost in the demon world and will not return for many years.

This is the biggest shame since the founding of Mount Xumi.

How many eminent monks and virtuous men thought deeply about it when they were dying, and they looked towards the demon world every day.

It’s time to draw a conclusion to this matter!

Regrets like Master's should never happen again.

Sacrifices like Master Mingzhi’s should not be repeated again.

In order to avoid being caught, he spent most of the five hundred years scattered in the scriptures in silence. In every random thinking interval, he would ask himself a question——

Are my preparations enough?

The present distance is enough to reach the other side of this world.

The eternal spring water is enough to fill up the natural chasm for eternity.

The treasure boat of knowledge and knowledge is enough to isolate the power of divine decline.

But at this moment, there is a sudden uproar, and there is endless turmoil in Tianhe!

The first ones to arrive are the Buddhist Zen Staff of Ji Xingkong and the Treasure Wheel of Cicada's Dharma Destiny.

When Zen Master Xing Nian is here to shine in heaven and earth, time has lost its effect.

The two great Bodhisattvas, who had also lost their sect's true genius but gained nothing, felt that they had been fooled and were treated like snipe and clam. They were obviously really angry. They started fighting in unison, and at the same time, they cast down their magic on the eternal chasm.

The dark Zen rod that destroys the Dharma has turned the sky into darkness, turning the void into a thin bubble... With this Zen rod, the Dharma is destroyed in the world, and the voice of compassion is no longer heard. The entire treasure boat of knowledge and knowledge, and the fountain of youth, are all sinking.

.The farther the other shore becomes, the higher the cliff becomes, lowering the water level of the Tianhe River to 300 feet!

But the treasure wheel that crosses the world is like the reflection of a bright moon, floating up and down in the turbulent Milky Way. Its influence continues to expand, shining for all ages. The entire surface of the Milky Way has formed the phantom of the treasure wheel. It is really like a terrifying circular abyss, connected to

into an unknown world of silence.

The ferry boat returning home, the passengers returning home, are in the center of this terrifying circle of abyss, surrounded by huge waves, and the fountain of youth with the power of divine decline.

There is no rising sun, no bright moon, no hometown, only a future of annihilation brought about by the emptiness of the mitzvah.

Zen Master Xing Nian was standing in a small boat, all alone and helpless. Huge waves were surrounding him, and he was swaying like this.

At this time, I know that the ferry is in the Tianhe River. How is it like he is in the demon world?

Jiang Wang, who was hiding in the mirror world and watching this scene, completely felt the same way.

But I could only hear him singing, singing -

“It’s hard to endure the regrets in life and the uncertainty of the world.”

Such a handsome monk has been ups and downs many times in the world.

Even though he is a great Bodhisattva now, how many times have all living beings ever looked back?

He looked up and looked directly at the Zen rod that brought endless shadows, like the weight of a mountain. There was no pain, anger, or grievance on his face, only peace, calmness, and indifference!

He spread his hands, as if embracing the world that did not welcome him. He closed his palms, as if bridging the gaps in all people's hearts.

He sang in a long voice——

"The sea of ​​misery once heard the sound of the tide, but I sailed my boat to calm the storm!"

The raging waves stopped in an instant!

The Zhiwen ferry underfoot rang for no reason, and the bells sounded like oars.

The shadow of the terrifying circular abyss was cut open by the Zhiwen ferry. The tide diverted around this center, bringing the same clarity to both sides.

But Zen Master Xing Nian on the ferry finally put his palms together and actually caught the Zen rod of extinguishing the law!

He looked up to the sky, seemingly through time and space, and saw the empty sky on the other side, and said in a long voice: "The future is not what you want, and Black Lotus cannot save the world. Go away!"

One mistake with both palms!

The Zen staff that towered like a mountain exploded into spiral-shaped broken shadows from bottom to top.

Large swathes of darkness were shattered, and the high dome of the land of Shenxiao returned to Shenxiao. The era of Dharma destruction that Ji Xingkong awakened seemed to have never really existed, and was destined not to appear in a certain future.

time.

Although Ji Xingkong and Chanfa Yuan tried their best to attack, their power was reduced after all, and their strength could not be reduced by even one point.

However, Zen Master Xing Nian’s true body is here, and he has long had the awareness of perishing with the world.

He wants to go home!

Control the eternal spring water and drive the precious boat of knowledge and knowledge.

But at the next moment, countless flowers suddenly appeared on the Zhiwen Treasure Boat.

Flowers bloomed like a brocade, surrounding Zen Master Xing Nian.

The treasure ship turned into a flower ship.

Tianhe is like the earthly world.

Cause and effect in the world of mortals are bizarre and bizarre.

Infinite power, self-nature growth. At this moment, Zhiwen Baozhou seems to have given birth to its own will. It is greedy for the demon world, clinging to it, nostalgic for the world of mortals, and unwilling to leave again!

The waves crashed against the boat, and the sound of oars shattered dreams.

In the collision of the power of Taoism, an infinitely beautiful voice came as promised: "The fragrant fragrance and the deer are singing in the sea of ​​flowers. I want to borrow a fate from the Zen Master!"

The sound is like a river tide, rising and falling.

Illusions are like a sea of ​​flowers, endlessly rising and dying.

Among the thousands of threads of the mortal world, Zen Master Xing Nian only raised his deep Buddha eyes: "You also understand fate?"

The golden body stretched out a palm, but its infinite power dispersed like fluff, falling lightly, and very gently... picked up a flower.

This branch is all red and has beautiful lines. It has three leaves, nine petals, and a round dew drop.

Picking flowers while thinking...

Knock him down!

He fell hard into the Tianhe!

The power of the gods withers away the flower in an instant.

I heard that the flowers on the treasure boat have also withered.

Prosperity is far away from here, and I enter the empty door alone.

When you hate, you just hate, the old monk regrets. When you think about it, you just think about it, like a blue lantern and a yellow scroll.

This natural chasm is almost infinitely far away, and it is only with the filling of the Spring of Agelessness that it becomes visible.

And knowing the treasure boat, knowing the "visibility" of this long journey makes it possible to carry people home.

At this moment, Zen Master Xing Nian stood on the bow of the boat, fighting against the demons from all directions, sailing towards the other shore without looking back.

But Jiang Wang in the mirror world knows that he can't go back...

How can a person who can observe the past and future as if he were thinking about it not know it himself?

At the moment when the sky demons are launching an attack, he is no longer fighting against any one of them. The gravity of the entire world of demons is so heavy.

There was a strong tide in the distance.

It was a river wave rising high, like a huge mountain with dangerous peaks. It rolled in like a torrent, overwhelming the sky and the earth!

This terrifying power seemed to have uprooted the entire Tianhe River.

Pour all the water from the Tianhe River to prevent this person from returning!

When the boat reaches the other shore, it is still on the other shore, but it is impossible to see the end of the shore clearly.

Only the oncoming majestic wave, roaring and rolling, formed a mighty giant fist.

The giant fist was coming towards Zen Master Xing Nian's face.

Not to beat him back to this shore, but to beat him to death directly!

This is Tiger Tai Sui’s fist!

Dominate this world, those who oppose me will die!

The water of the Tianhe River seems to have wetted the monk's robes of Zen Master Xing Nian. He was dressed simply and his sighs were also simple.

He only sighed half-heartedly before swallowing.

The three volumes of "The Fifty-Eight Chapters of the Buddha's Word" have been returned to him with all the text erased.

One of the books suddenly jumped out, whizzing, whizzing, automatically without wind.

The roaring torrent seemed to be a story that happened in another time and space. Although it was noisy and violent, it passed by silently.

Pierce the Zhiwen ferry, or be pierced by the Zhiwen ferry.

Anyway, no contact took place.

A ferry is still a ferry, and a Zen master is still a Zen master.

A page of a scripture was turned.

This punch turned the page.

The journey home continues.

He almost killed Zhu Yi, entangled with Qi Zhiben about cause and effect, fought for fate, and successively resolved the attacks of Yuan Xianting, Cicada Fa Yuan, Qi Xingkong, Lu Ximing, and Tiger Taisui...

We fought so many demons one by one.

Zen Master Xingnian looked at the black line in his palm, but there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

What really can't be solved is this.

This dead corpse insect has become entangled with the wheel of life. In the round when the spider's body is dead and the corpse is destroyed, it cannot be escaped. Although it does no harm, it will dissipate after twelve years at most.

But where is he going to look for these twelve years now?

Where can I seek true longevity?

God won't give, God won't give!

At this moment, many demon kings from the Heavenly List and young demon geniuses were looking at the human monks boating on the Tianhe River, their eyes filled with hatred and mixed with wonder.

Most of the heavenly demons involved in the Shenxiao Bureau had already taken action, except for one Zhu Yi who was on the verge of escaping. Could it be that he was actually asked to leave?

What they saw was such an earth-shattering scene, but what they didn't see -

It is still a long night in the demon world at this moment.

There are no stars tonight and the blood moon is hidden.

The long night is so lonely!

And a voice said...

The voice said: "You will come down here."

boom!

In the endless dark night, a towering fire peak ignited!

Or maybe it was just a figure, the figure of an extremely powerful man. Its boiling power became a torch in the long night.

A mountain of torches.

His voice exploded: "Do you treat me like I'm nothing?"

A Guandao cut through time and space and landed in the Tianhe!

There was also a blazing light in the sky, and the color of fire connected with each other.

"There are no strong people in the demon clan!"

The sound of being unsheathed echoed thousands of miles away, and the long sword lay across the front of the ferry.

There are also majestic peaks with red flames, swaying all night long.

"Come when you come, don't leave when you don't have to!"

A big rough hand wrapped with strips of cloth turned this world upside down and covered the bald head of Zen Master Xing Nian.



That night, the majority of demon clans either saw it, or unfortunately they didn't see it but they would certainly hear about it later.

The land of the demon world is filled with beacon fires!

Countless powerful heavenly demons passed through the chessboard laid out by Qizhi Benshu and headed towards the beacon anchored by Qizhi Benshu, descending on the Eternal Heavenly Chasm to intercept and kill Zen Master Xing Nian!

Zen Master Xing Nian used his supreme supernatural power to drive home in a boat. He heard that the boat could not move an inch further.

Cut with knife.

The sword falls.

Palm over.

The Tianhe River surges in waves!

The tide comes and goes, the tide ebbs and flows.

The golden body becomes bright and then perishes, and perishes and then becomes bright.

The scriptures turned page after page.

Wow~

The last scripture has been turned to the end.

Standing on the Zhiwen ferry, Zen Master Xing Nian finally just sighed: "How far away is the other shore!"

The loss of inheritance cannot be redeemed by a hundred generations.

His shattered golden body was ablaze with karma.

The ferry boat spinning constantly under his feet was ablaze with karma.

Under the ferry, the endless waves of the Tianhe River ignited the fire of karma.

The crimson fire of karma burned him.

He put his palms together, closed his eyes, and recited...

"When I attain Bodhi, there will be no karma in the world, no suffering, no guilt, and an ordinary mind."

"When I attain Bodhi... Heaven! Outside! No! Evil!"

The karmic fire that soared into the sky swept through everything, burning the ferry boat of knowledge and hearing, the Milky Way of Eternity, the Eternal Heavenly Chasm... and the monk who wanted to go home with all of this.

Then the Fountain of Youth continued to flow falsely, and then the land of Shenxiao still had the clouds of Shenxiao. On top of the Shenxiao Mountain, stood a group of silent monsters.

In the mirror world, a man with red eyes fell.

The void has been closed.



Snapped!

The top of the 90,000-foot peak.

Qi Zhiben just happened to fall into the trap of the dragon-slaying son.

"I'm so annoyed by your grandpa!"

The shouts and curses from the Ape Immortal Court circled around Daodao Peak, and faded away like thunder.

Sorry, I kept everyone waiting for almost twenty minutes.



Thanks to book friend 20221031193139823 for becoming the leader of this book, it is the 386th alliance!


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