"My life is hanging by a thread, but these little people have figured it out. Am I dazzled?"
Seeing that the ancient demon god was about to get the Bodhi seed, he sighed in his heart about his good luck. Unexpectedly, a beam of light suddenly shot out from somewhere on the earth that made him look at him. His life was hanging by a thread. The power of fate was infinitely concentrated and compressed to the hair.
One ten millionth of the thickness, with dreamlike colors.
The Eternal Demon God doesn't care what the purpose of the ten people of Yama is, but he has a very bad premonition in his heart. Although he doesn't know why he has such an unfounded premonition, but with his cultivation level reaching his level, the premonition plays a big role in
There is an unquestionable credibility.
He removed his right hand that was imprinted on Qingxuan's forehead and clenched his five fingers into a fist. The power of the fist was even inferior to that of the Dragon King in ancient times. This punch was enough to shatter a hundred thousand mountains and knock down extraterrestrial planets.
But the ancient demon still underestimated his life hanging by a thread. As the second supreme method among the ten gifted methods of destiny, it can reverse fate and influence the way of heaven. Isn't it a joke? A beam of light splits and the sky is filled with golden threads.
Even though the ancient demon god's fist has unparalleled power, it cannot cover all the golden threads, and these golden threads are extremely soft. Hitting it with a huge force can only twist it, but it cannot break it, let alone completely break it.
Destroy him.
After the Ten People of Yama were released, everything in their bodies seemed to have been drained out. Their skin was sunken, their eyes were lifeless, and their whole bodies were as white as a piece of white paper. They were bloodless, and even their souls seemed to be gone.
They have not taken any action, just waiting for the completion of Life on Thread. The ancient demon's methods are so powerful that their plan to use Life on Thread to destroy the three worlds of heaven, Buddhism and magic failed, but Bodhizi
The appearance of the Bodhisattva gave them new hope. This Bodhisattva, which contains the energy of chaos that only existed during the birth of the Five Realms, has unimaginable potential. Once it is opened, it will definitely help Qingxuan's small universe absorb the three thousand avenues.
Xuan will have a chance to fight the Eternal Demon God.
"You are a bunch of ants. I am magnanimous, but you don't know what is good. Don't blame me for being ruthless."
Seeing that his life was hanging by a thread, the Eternal Demon God aimed directly at the ten people of Yama. He had already guessed their plans. If Qingxuan's small universe was really formed, it would be an immeasurable threat to him. A person with a small universe
Qingxuan cannot be refined by him, even if he has the destiny to surpass the five realms.
So he needs a bargaining chip, a bargaining chip with Qingxuan, to regain the glass lotus heart and hold Tianwen's life firmly in the palm of his hand. He is not afraid that Qingxuan will not submit.
"Where is this?"
Qingxuan just felt a bright light in front of her eyes. She suddenly appeared in a vast white world. She remembered that her soul should be tortured by the power of fate and endure endless pain. But at this moment, not only could she not feel the pain
, and it was very pleasant and fast, as if I had returned to my childhood thousands of years ago, playing carefree in the Buddhist world.
She and Hongxiu are both orphans. She doesn’t know who her parents are or where she comes from. Her first memory is lying at the knees of the Buddha, looking up at the profound Buddhist scriptures and listening to the Buddha’s sermons.
, feed on morning dew and build a flawless body.
She has lived in the Buddhist world for nearly ten thousand years, but her memory is very thin, because her daily life is very monotonous, morning classes, reading scriptures, listening to sermons, enlightenment, and evening classes. All she has to do when she wakes up every day is these.
, finish all this, then go to bed, wait for the arrival of tomorrow, and continue the repetitive life.
In this vast white world, Qingxuan seemed to have returned to the belly of her biological mother. She had never shown a trace of missing her mother in front of others, but in the deepest corner of her heart, there was still a hidden love for her mother.
The seeds of maternal longing.
She understands that this is just an unrealistic dream. There are also mortals in the Buddhist world. Only by receiving the blessing of the true Buddha and returning to the embrace of the Buddha can she obtain the right to eternal life given by the Buddha. Her mother should be a mortal and it is impossible to stop her.
With the baptism of time and thousands of years, the sea can turn into mulberry fields, and the mountains can be submerged by the sea. Only those who live forever can remain unchanged, and everything else will turn into dust.
Therefore, even though she had achieved the status of a Bodhisattva and could reckon with the past and the present, she had never reckoned with her mother. She did not have the courage, and she was unwilling to crush the last bit of hope in her heart with her own hands.
This world seemed to have no boundaries. Qingxuan walked slowly in it. The ground under her feet was as soft as cotton candy. The air was filled with a refreshing fragrance. Qingxuan's restless heart calmed down. There seemed to be no one in this world.
She doesn't need to worry about any troubles, because there is no other person here except her, not even the smallest insect. The white clouds, white roads, white mountains, and even the water flowing in the river are white and pure.
Not a trace of dirt.
"Why do I appear here, and where is this place?"
Although this world makes Qingxuan feel very comfortable, she has not forgotten everything that is happening in the outside world. If she still stays here, she cannot believe what will happen next.
She quickened her pace, searching every suspicious corner, trying hard to find a way out, but as time passed, the scenery in front of her seemed to have never changed. She seemed to be trapped in a maze, no matter how she moved, finally
Still spinning in circles.
Qingxuan squatted on the ground and began to cry. She knew that everything was irreversible. According to her estimation, at least three hours had passed. With the methods of the Eternal Demon God, Tianwen and the Ten Tears should have died in his hands.
Her body is probably no longer safe, and the unknown world she is in is probably the resting place of lonely ghosts.
"Tick tock, tick tock."
Qingxuan's ears heard the low sound of raindrops hitting the ground. The continuous drizzle hit Qingxuan, and a chill that penetrated her heart continued to erode Qingxuan, making Qingxuan shiver.
Qingxuan fell to the ground, and then lay on the ground naturally. She closed her eyes, didn't want to look at anything, didn't want to think about anything, the only thing she wanted to do was to sleep, sleep quietly, and never want to open her eyes again.
Open your eyes.
"My child, my child, are you tired?"
Qingxuan thought she was hearing hallucinations and forced herself to ignore it, but the sound did not disappear.
"My child, my child, are you tired?"
The voice is very old and deep, but it is so thick and tolerant, with a sense of sanctity that tolerates all things and benefits all living beings. This voice seems to be the call of the five realms, gathering the power and authority of the five realms, and representing the power of heaven and earth.
Willing, Qingxuan slowly opened her lovely tearful eyes.
In the white sky, there is an old face crawling out of the grave. It is like the bark of a dead tree that has been dead for ten thousand years. It is rough, without moisture, and looks quite scary.
"Child, you're awake, am I scary?"
It seems that this old face also knows that he looks too bad for the audience.
"No, I'm telling the truth. The appearance is just a skin, just like the brightest flowers will wither and wither one day. If there is a rotten and dirty heart under the eternal youth, then that is the most beautiful thing.
Disgusting things, I can feel that you have a kind and simple heart."
Qingxuan had no memory of the old man. Although it was the first time they met, the old man gave Qingxuan an indescribable sense of closeness. Even Tathagata Buddha, who she treated like a teacher, was not as good as this old man. This old man seemed to be
Her father, that feeling of blood connection is difficult to erase.
"Good boy, you really did not disappoint me. Your soul is pure and flawless, your wisdom is unparalleled in the world, and your kindness saves all living beings."
The old man smiled. With his smile, the white sky and earth changed drastically. In the empty sky, the sun, moon and stars appeared. Green buds broke through the white soil and came out. The raindrops moistened the green buds.
Growth, growth, low shrubs, towering pine trees, flowers and plants are blooming, and the lifeless world is suddenly full of life.
The rainwater merged into the river, and the white color disappeared, replaced by turquoise, a color that represents life. A plankton slowly climbed up the seaweed and animals rippling in the water, even if it was just the lowest animal.
, is enough to shock the world.
There are also lives in the master's natal world, but those are the creatures that originally belonged to the five realms. They were just forcibly bound in them to stabilize their natal world. But they have no origin and origin and create new creatures out of thin air.
, is impossible, and this incredible thing is happening in the white world at this moment.
"Elder, who are you? What do you have to do with me?"
Qingxuan was also restrained by this hand. In her heart, this old man was definitely not from the Five Realms, because even the Tathagata Buddha, the Demon Lord Holding the Candle, and the Immortal Emperor Xuan Lingxiao could not create such a miraculous feat.
It turns out that the power of creation was wiped out the moment the Five Realms were born. It is simply incredible that this old man actually has the power of creation.
"I have long forgotten who I am. As for my relationship with you, I should be considered your father."
"Father!"
Qingxuan suddenly got up from the ground and looked up at the old man. Her longing for family affection, which had been accumulated for many years in her eyes, completely exploded at this moment. She had many questions to ask, why her parents didn't want her anymore, and where was her mother?
on his lips, but not a single word came out.
"My child, I know what you want to ask. I am your father, but I am not the father who raised you. In other words, all living beings in the five realms are my children. My child, can you understand this?"
Qingxuan's hot heart felt as if a basin of ice water had been poured on her, and she was immediately stunned. She was not her biological father, and all living beings in the five realms were his children. With Qingxuan's mind, it was difficult to turn around for a moment.
"You mean, you are the creator of the five worlds?"
"I don't know the creator god you talk about, but I did create the five worlds."
The old man's calm words hit Qingxuan's mind like a huge boulder.
"Creation God?"
Although she had already expected the answer, Qingxuan still couldn't believe that this great god who only existed in legends actually appeared in front of her alive and called her "child".
"Child, what's wrong with you?"
"Great God of Creation, can you save my friend?"
Knowing that the other party was the God of Creation with infinite divine power, Qingxuan's first thought was to hope that he could rescue Tianwen and Yama. No matter how powerful the ancient demon god was, he could not resist a finger of the God of Creation, and even if Tian Wen
If they die, the God of Creation can create them again. Qingxuan believes that the God of Creation, who can even create the five worlds, will definitely be able to do what she prays for.