The sun in this world is gone. The most straightforward way is to 'give it back a sun'. But it's easier said than done. How about making a sun for it yourself? It would take years and months of the monkey. It took Su Jing so long to make it. I built a half-baked little bright dome.
Or go to the sky to find a sun? Su Jing can move the scorching sun, but it is still the same as before. The universe has its own mysteries, and the stars are scattered and attract each other. If you bring a sun, will it be the right size and how to place it at a distance? Su Jing can still I have to study now, I'm afraid I won't be able to make the trip.
Then there is only one way: Golden Crow Small Refinement of the World, Golden Crow Great Tempering of Truth! Refining this world into a place where the Yang Fire circulates, and from now on there is no need for the scorching sun from outside to sway the universe.
Forge the yang base and fire pulse for the world so that it can glow and heat just right, but warm the world without burning the world. Then make the wind and cloud seal to determine the day and night. After completion, the world will be saved. As for the division of seasons, It is controlled by the flow of fire veins. It sounds complicated, but it is actually much easier than refining the blazing sun. Now that Su Jing has this ability, he just has to spend some effort and time.
Wu Beibei raised his head and watched Su Jing cast the spell. After a long time, his mood calmed down a lot. He suddenly remembered something and walked quickly to the three corpses: "The three seniors must be Dong, Tian, Zun. God, the junior Wu Bei Bei pays homage to the senior."
Dongtian Sword Master is the title shared by the three corpses and Su Jing. The east thunder moves, the sky is red-eyed, Zun holds a flower, and the "sword" is given to Qiang Qiang. Wu Beibei has heard his master talk about this before.
Seeing that Wu Bei Bei was sensible, the three corpses took the initiative to pay homage to the Immortal Lord. They all smiled brightly and waved their hands thunderously: "No courtesy, no courtesy. You kid has a heart, so I will give you a few words of advice."
Wu Beibei was overjoyed: "Junior, please respectfully ask for guidance from senior."
"You promised to write about Tu Wan for Su Jing. Do you know what the story of Tu Wan is?" Wu Beibei shook his head blankly. How could this world know about the popular "Tu Wan" in China?
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. We'll tell you." He touched his belly with his hand and smiled. After that, the three corpses took Wu Beibei and told him about 'Tu Wan' one by one. After listening to it for a while, Wu Beibei became more and more excited. Confused: ""Tu Wan" is written... not as the main character, but as three seniors?"
"Yes. It was the three of us who praised Tu Wan. Why do you think Su Jing is so famous? Isn't it because he is related to us?" Chimu smiled slightly, saying proud words but there was no trace of pride on his face. He just said There is nothing to be proud of if you tell the truth.
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Time flies, and a hundred days have passed. The great fire array in the sky is still flying, and the fire is like a chain. It connects the heaven and the earth. The crackling sound is continuous, which is the sound of the fire refining the world, rapid and restless, but also full of vitality.
All the creatures wrapped in the sword light remained as they had just taken off a hundred days ago. Wansheng was sleeping, and a little tabby cat carefully caught a sleeping fish in front of him with the attitude and caution of a thief;
From Nansanwanli Mountain, a charming and beautiful woman flew out, made a selection in mid-air, took a few eggs and a few leeks, and returned to the mountain; the voices of the three great masters continued intermittently, and Tu Wan's story took too long to tell. They had no plot left in their stomachs and began to make up stories. Poor Wu Bei Bei was bored but did not dare to neglect at all. He took a pen and recorded it seriously, feeling regretful that he was the devil. He insisted on doing it in a good way. Go and kowtow to the three dwarves.
Lie Xiaoer was idle and taught Master Shiliu how to play chess. For a hundred days, he went from winning every battle to being completely defeated. Shiliu turned out to be very talented at playing chess.
Lie Xiaoer didn't want to play anymore, so Shiliu held up the chessboard with his tail and followed him: "Lie, Lie, Hu!" He kept calling him to play another game.
Finally, Lie Xiaoer couldn't stand the entanglement of the little snake anymore, so he fought with him again. I don't know what happened in this game, Lie was like God's help. He played several good moves in a row and killed the sixteen masters. He was about to win a big victory.
The waiter suddenly frowned and raised his eyes to the sky.
Shiliu also noticed that a cold air was intruding from the sky. Master Shiliu immediately stretched out his neck and swallowed up all his guns while Lie Xiaoer raised his head. Then he also raised his head to look at the sky:
Buddha!
It is not a golden body, it is extremely clear. It is smoother and purer than the purest crystal. The body of stain-free glass is reflected in the blazing light of the sky and the earth, and it is colorful and colorful.
Cold, this Buddha is like a piece of ice, or in other words, he is a land of ice and snow. When he enters, the freezing coldness sweeps across the universe!
His facial features, facial features, and clothing are all the same as those of Buddha, but for some reason, he just looks younger.
He is younger, and he is profoundly vicious. It is also unreasonable to explain. He also has big ears and shoulders, and he has kind eyebrows and kind eyes. His eyes are like Buddha's and his face is like Buddha's face. But one look at him can make people feel cold in their heart and their blood and bones.
The feeling you get when snake and scorpion venom crawls onto your hands.
Lie Xiaoer narrowed his eyes. Sixteen people stood there. Bu Ting, who was picking leeks, held her 'golden flower pot' and climbed to the top of the mountain. Fang Xianzi, who was protecting Ye Fei, had an imperceptible buzz on his swords behind his back.
move……
But soon, within three or two breaths, the 'Nothing Immortals' in this world relaxed one after another, and everyone saw the truth: the strange and strange Buddha that came was not the reality, but just an illusion of light and shadow. He could speak or move.
He has a strong spirit, but he is "virtual" and does not have any power, so he can't talk about causing trouble or hurting others.
Su Jing, who transformed into a fiery fire, also saw this 'Buddha', and recognized at a glance where this shadow came from... There were several layers of brilliance in the fire, and Su Jing transformed into a form with a spiritual consciousness, facing him in his true form.
The 'Buddha' who just entered the country: "I am the only treasure in the Great True Western Heaven and Earth?"
The false Buddha has a clone, which is carved from the Dazhenxi Lingshi. It is called the Solitary Treasure of Heaven and Earth. Everyone knows in advance that it is the most powerful clone of the false Buddha.
The false Buddha died, but the clone was still alive. Even if Su Jing and others did not know the cause and effect, their knowledge was enough to guess that the clone had opened up its spirit and formed wisdom, and that Nirvana had truly occurred.
'Buddha' shook his head: "My only treasure in heaven and earth is my name during my lifetime, and now my name is: Golden Boy of Heavenly Dharma in my future body."
This is the title of Dharma given to him by the false Buddha when his body showed signs of Nirvana but before he was truly reincarnated.
When the False Buddha was alive, he regarded him as his own. Now that the False Buddha is dead, the new Evil Buddha takes on the name he left behind. In this life, throughout the universe, the Evil Buddha only has this name: Golden Boy of Heavenly Dharma in his future life.
After sizing up the 'golden boy' in front of him for a while, Su Jing asked: "Where are you?"
Youyizhan is trying its best to trace the whereabouts of this person. Monk You and Rakshasa Tu are all involved in this matter. Youyizhan will never be careless about this kind of inexplicable enemy.
The evil Buddha laughed when he heard this: "You are really direct, you can't say it."
Not to mention that it was expected, even if he said it to Su Jing, he would think that he made it up randomly. It was just a casual opening statement. Su Jing didn't think about what the other party could explain. He asked again: "Why send Yingying Huanguang to kill directly?"
Wouldn't it be better to come here, because you're afraid you won't be my match?"
The evil Buddha was calm, answered every question, and still smiled: "Don't you want me to come and kill people? Unfortunately, I can't move now. If I move, I will be discovered by Monk You and the others. I'm afraid that I will attract the old ones before I finish beating the little ones."
I'm still injured now, so it's better to be patient."
Su Jing asked the third question: "You and I both know that in fact, casting shadows and phantom lights is not really safe. Since it is a magic, there will always be traces, especially it is easier to trace backwards. You are not afraid that I will come because of this shadow."
Find out where you are hiding?"
"Don't brag. You are a weird person, but after all, you have only been practicing for a short period of time. With your current ability, you still can't detect me. Otherwise, I would just look at you from the sky and leave. How could I still appear?"
Su Jing returned to the topic: "Then what are you doing here?"
"I am a paranoid and timid person. I felt that a small group of sleeping ancient immortals suddenly came out of seclusion, and I was afraid that the news that I controlled the ancient tribe's rare soldiers would be leaked. The more I thought about it, the less sure I was, so I came to take a look... Well, the news was still leaked.
Now I am at ease." The evil Buddha told the truth bluntly, and he was so frank that it was not like an evil Buddha.
Su Jing smiled: "The news has indeed been leaked. I already sent a message to Tianwai a hundred days ago. Now everyone in Ming Dao Zhan knows that Gu Xian treats you as a friend. Since you are here, let's chat more."
"Okay, I want to talk too." A icy cloud futon appeared at the feet of the evil Buddha. He sat down and said, "But you were asked early about what I couldn't say. It was a waste of time and words. After all, we are all very busy."
"Don't worry, I know." A big chair with real fire jumped out from behind Su Jing. He sat down: "There is something I have never understood. The ancient immortal is very powerful, but the fake Buddha in the West only used it once? In the end, even
It doesn't make sense that he has never awakened the ancient immortal after breaking up with Dongtian."
When it comes to the false Buddha, the new evil Buddha's eyes are slightly gloomy: "Yes, it doesn't make sense. If I tell you the truth, you will probably find it even more unreasonable."
"Go ahead, I'd like to hear it."
"The remaining ancient immortal has accepted his kindness and regarded him as a friend. With just one word, the ancient immortal will go to war for him," Evil Buddha's voice was slow. It is worth mentioning that his voice was very pleasant and cool.
Voice: "The only time he used the Ancient Immortal was to snipe the Dead Eyed King. He knew full well that the Yama lineage would become the enemy of Xitian sooner or later. Shenjun and the other twelve Hades were difficult to track, but the Blind Eye King left the team alone.
He had discovered it long ago when he was tinkering with spells such as heaven and earth. Later, King Mingmu was summoned to give up magic and join his companions. He summoned a group of ancient immortals to come out of seclusion... Whether or not he killed King Mingmu was not the key. He wanted to see the ancient immortals.
How powerful are the Immortals? The result is good, that group of Ancient Immortals had more people than the one you killed, and was much more powerful. The hearts of the eleven kings were dug out."
Speaking of this, the evil Buddha with the glazed body suddenly sighed again: "Although King Mingmu is not dead, it is beyond expectation that an ancient immortal can have such strength. What a good result, but afterwards he was not at all
I’m unhappy and have been awkward for a while.”
"How do you say that?" Su Jing became more and more puzzled. The pseudo-Buddha had mastered great strength, so why was he so depressed?
The evil Buddha's smile was weird, a little mocking, but also a little distressed: "A tortoise and a tortoise had a feud. One tortoise ran to ask an eagle to help fight. After the eagle killed the other tortoise, the tortoise who asked it to help became unhappy."
Su Jing frowned slightly.
The evil Buddha kept saying: "I heard that you Lishan disciples cherish your own world in the Middle Earth the most. You might as well think about it this way, you fight with the enemies of the Middle Earth, and then you move from this Taoist world.
Reinforcements, help you kill the enemies in your hometown in Middle-earth...and then you will be unhappy. Understand?"
"Got it."
Evil Buddha asked: "Does it make sense?"
Su Jingying: "It doesn't make sense."
The evil Buddha sighed again: "But this is the truth. Let me just say that the truth makes even more sense. The ancient immortal and the present immortal, two eras and two worlds. At the beginning, he didn't feel anything. After using the ancient immortal queen once, he felt that he
It is not easy to use ancient gods and monsters to deal with the immortals and demons of his own generation. Doing so makes him feel very unhappy. He is a person who always goes from evil to evil, and from evil to evil, but he still has some inexplicable integrity in his heart, so
Since then, he never used the ancient immortal again until he was beaten to death."
He lowered his head. After a moment, the evil Buddha raised his head again and looked at Su Jing: "He is a false Buddha. He has usurped the West Heaven and proclaimed himself the Three Treasures. He secretly changed the scriptures and spread evil in the world. If you want to beat him or destroy the West Heaven, it's okay. But you shouldn't kill him."
His...it's not that he shouldn't die, it's that you shouldn't kill him. If he were still alive, everything would be easy to say, but he is dead."
Having said this, Evil Buddha smiled again, and with the corner of his mouth slightly raised, Evil Buddha said sternly: "After he dies, it's my turn to go into battle. I'm not as awkward as him, and it doesn't matter if the west sky is messy; Gu Xian's power is great for me.
Used!"
The evil Buddha's smile completely blossomed, and his brows were full of joy, but his voice was as cold as a knife and he said every word: "He regards me as his son, and he is my father."
The tone changed, and the last sentence became as light as smoke in the evil Buddha's mouth: "The golden boy who will be born in the future vows to avenge his father. I will not care about the sword that can kill you in ancient times, it is a good sword...
We will meet again in life and death."
Following the evil Buddha, he seemed to have discovered something important. His face suddenly changed, and all the smiles, joy, strangeness, and coldness disappeared. He jumped up as if his butt was on fire, and said angrily: "You, you, you, you, say yes."
Why is there a cat hidden in a chat? It’s so sinister and sinister, so sinister..." Amid a series of complaints, the Evil Buddha shook his body and disappeared completely.
The phantom light can be traced. Su Jing, Ye Fei and others don't have this ability, but Shang Shangli does!
Before, Su Jing was too lazy to bother with Guxian Shangli. She had her own reasons: I am a cat and I am too lazy to move.
Now that the evil Buddha has transformed into a shadow, Shangshangli understands that this evil thing is the son of a man who knows how to kill a ghost. Based on her friendship with the man who knows how to deal with it, it is difficult to control it. She has started to use magic to track it since the shadow of the evil Buddha entered the world.
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It’s almost 4,000 words, so high! The emotions fluctuate like clouds, and the joys and sorrows are like curry bibimbap. This chapter is well written! Please double the time and ask for monthly votes, thank you, thank you, thank you^_^ (To be continued)