Ning Que and Sangsang established the Buddha, and they became the heavenly Buddha. Before the Buddha, all beings bowed their heads. However, if they wanted to fully control the world in the chessboard, they would take all the business.
Ning Que was unwilling to continue to wait, reaching out and holding the knife handle.
With this simple movement, the world's regeneration changes, countless Buddhas and bodhisattvas on large ships and fields feel unprecedentedly dangerous, and the sound of the Buddha's name has become more and more stubborn.
Intreting to the heavens and the earth, the more and more prosperous Buddha light.
The light of the Buddha between the heavens and the earth became extremely bright, and even more than a dozen strands of peak -peeing bodhisattva, falling on Sang Sang's body, making her face pale.
There are countless light flashing on the dark sky. There are stories of ceiling and golden branches and enlightenment. It is the Buddha's Buddha country and the Buddhist country of Ning Que and Sang Sang. It is difficult to separate each other.
Ning Que pulled out the iron knife and cut it towards the dark sky. A loud noise, the golden light on the sky was shaking lightly.
The knife was endless, and after cutting off the picture of the Buddhist country, it fell on the dark sky. In the sky above the peak, a few hundred miles long cracks were left.
Even if it is a bucket full of water, if you only cut a mouth, it is difficult to let the water in the barrel flow out quickly. Generally speaking, it will intersect with the front mouth.
Ning Que waved a knife again, and a clear crack appeared on the dark sky again. He met the previous cracks on the top of the peak, covering hundreds of miles away.
These two cracks look like words, wounds, wounds in the sky.
The millions of Buddhas in the peak bodhisattva trees, closed their eyes, recite the Buddhist scriptures loudly, and poured the devout beliefs and followed by it into Ning Que's body.
Looking at the two knife marks in the sky and looking at the word of the knife marks, Ning Que laughed very satisfied -it has passed for a long time with the view of the Lord.
I was afraid that after thousands of years, after a lapse of thousands of years, he finally wrote that word again.
Sang Sang looked at the word on the sky, and said after a while, "This word is good."
Ning Que thought for a while, and said, "If there is no you, I can't write it." "
He did not know how the word was written by himself. It was a kind of mysterious state that was difficult to explain. The most fundamental reason was because Sang Sang was integrated with him.
God comes to the earth, so he can write this character -this is the pen of God.
The sky began to fall in the sky. The rain did not come from the clouds, but from the higher sky.
There were countless clear water, which dripped from the two cracks beheaded by Ning Que, and hundreds of thousands of waterfalls were formed. The waterfall fell on the field, and it became a heavy rain.
This heavy rain falls for a year.
A year later, there was an infinite starlight falling from the two cracks, mixed into the sky waterfall, with a cold and beautiful luster, it looked like a thick fruit slurry.
Star paste flows for another year.
Ning Que and Sang Sang looked at the two cracks. What he saw was a beautiful scenery, and what she saw was the rain and starry sky on the world. She saw her world.
In the past two years, countless Buddhas and Bodhisattva violence. The Buddha light of the bliss world confronts the rain stars from the world. It is sometimes dim, but it is bright, but it will eventually annihilate it.
The Buddha hidden in all beings, at the last moment, let the world launch the most powerful attack to Ning Que and Sang Sang, and want to stop them from leaving.
In the heavy rain, countless Buddhas and Bodhisattva floated in thousands of feet high in the air, surrounded the mountain peak groups, countless magic weapons glowed with golden light, approaching the mountains, and the big ship was only one step away from the cliff.
During the heavy rain, Sang Sang stood at the top of the peak, dancing black hair, and the flowers in Tsing Yi gradually converged. She quietly looked at the countless Buddhas and Bodhisattva around her, raised her right hand to the sky.
She has seen her world, which is similar to the rules, and naturally lives again.
She raised her hand, and the heavy rain dripping in the cracks of the sky suddenly became bright, because a star in the spacing of the crack suddenly became brighter and countless times.
The stars of Haotian World are not burning stars, and the reason why it suddenly brightens is not because of the outbreak, indicating that the distance between the star distance observer is rapidly shortened.
A dazzling highlight appeared in the crack, and the highlights came instantly. It was easy to pass through the cracks, passed through the majestic rain, and came to the inside of the chessboard world, and came to the peak.
A star, falling in Sang Sang's hands.
Sang Sang's hand is bright and bright, and countless bright lights are extremely bright. From the peak to the surroundings of the wilderness **, it easily evaporates the rainwater from the sky and continues to spread.
Ning Que took out the sunglasses from his arms to wear it.
Those instruments that contain infinite Buddhism in the air outside the peaks, when they meet the light emitted by the stars, it melted and dilapidated in a very short period of time, and finally became a Taoist smoke.
The countless Buddhas and Bodhisattva floating in the rain felt the terrible Tianwei, and ran to the outside of the field. There were still thousands of Buddhas and Bodhisattva, purified by the light of the stars into nothingness.
Starlight falls from the top of the peak, and the river is glowing with Yinhui, which looks particularly quiet. The big ship is also quiet. There is still a step away from the cliff, but there is no way to approach.
Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattva fled in the field behind the big ship in horror. The darkness pressed, like a tide, the blue lion turned into a blue light, and instantly escaped the sky.
Looking at these pictures, Sang Sang's face had no expression. She walked to the cliff and extended her hand to the heavy rain in the air, her fingers were slightly loose, and the star in the palm fell.
The stars came to the mountains, fell into the river, and stirred hundreds of feet high*. The big ship was shook to squeak, and it seemed to be scattered at any time.
Falling heavily, falling to death alive, golden Buddha blood splattered everywhere.
The horrible shock came from the bottom of the river to the field. The ground was like a high -speed vibration of the drum surface that was hit hard.
Deep in the bottom of the river was smashed out of the bottom of the stars. The mud was burned into porcelain dandruff by high temperature. There was an endless spring spring out of the cave.
The pond, turning into a boundless black ocean at a speed visible to the naked eye in the storm.
The black sea set off hundreds of feet high*, and patted it towards the wilderness in all directions. Where the scriptures, whether it was a hard stone or a soft willow branch, was shot into the finest fragment.
Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattva fluctuate in the black seawater, the tragic number is constantly, and then swallowed. The blue lion was shocked to high altitude and fell into the seawater heavily.
Stop stroking, looking at the tragic scenery around, its eyes are extremely scared. If you want to flood this black sea, what else can this world can be preserved?
The heavy rain is restless. Only the peak is in the dark ocean of the tide. It is silent and stable. Looking at it from a distance, it is like Sang Sang stands arrogantly in the ocean.
The mountain peak is the image of the maid, the flowers at the top of the peak are the bodhi tree, and there are thousands of Buddhas in the Bodhi tree.
When Sang Sang saw the blue lion in the distance in the Black Sea, she reached out and grabbed it, and the blue lion was caught by her peak, and she was caught in the neck. She dared not move at all.
The power of power is wet, only the length of the ruler may look like a water dog,
The violent black ocean rushed towards the distance. I believe that it won't be long. The real Minghe and Sequoia forests on both sides of the river will become ruins. After some time, Chaoyang City will be destroyed. This will be destroyed.
The Buddha will become a real Ze State, and it is difficult to repeat the former glory.
All this is just because Sang Sang picked a star.
Sang Sang looked at the tragic scenery of the Buddha, without any emotions, and no mercy. He kept destroying Tianwei and made the black ocean more violent. She had to destroy the world with floods.
She has been trapped by the Buddha for more than a thousand years. If it wasn't for Ning Que to wake up, or she would lose it here, she could no longer find herself. Haotian became a prisoner who became a chessboard.
This is her unbearable humiliation. She has countless anger and negative emotions in Tsing Yi. She must vent these emotions in some way.
"It's almost okay."
Ning Que said: "The grass and trees in this world may be the Buddha. If you want to kill him, you must really destroy the world.
Sang Sang didn't speak, looking for the trace of the Buddha in the waves and rainstorms.
Ning Que walked to the cliff, took her hand, and said quietly: "Let's go."
Sang Sang silently said, "Let's go."
Ning Que turned around and looked at the thousands of Buddhas on the Bodhi tree, raised his chest with one hand, and said sincerely: "Brothers ... all brothers, I went."
The Bodhi tree swayed gently in the rainstorm, and the thousands of Buddhas sitting on the green leaves announced the Buddha's name, with a calm expression, and they worshiped them, praised: "Give me a Buddha."
Ning Que and Sang Sang held their hands, slowly drifting away from the peak, and against the heavy rain from the sky and the stars in the rain, flying towards the two cracks on the dark sky.
The green lion was not struggling with Sang Sangye in his hands. It looked at the Buddha country like the last days, and it showed a sour emotion in his heart, knowing that he couldn't come back again.
Nympho
Nympho
In the back mountain of the academy, Brother Liu was still smashing the chessboard, and everyone was still watching the chessboard. The spring rain was pouring, like smoke like fog, wet the pear trees and everyone's clothes, and wet the chessboard.
The elder brother did not return to the palace tonight. Instead, he stood under the pear tree and looked at somewhere. He did not look at the chessboard, but was watching the sky and the stars in the night sky.
Suddenly, a star suddenly left its original position, turned into a flowing light to the ground, and came to the back mountain in an instant, broke the cloud gate, and fell on the chessboard!
A loud noise!
The people next to the chessboard were startled, thinking how the stars would fall, and if they hit the heads of Huahua and their own people, what should I do? Who can react?
The meteor fell, and the small cracks in the position of the chessboard's position seemed to become wider.
Brother looked at the chessboard and said with a smile: "Welcome back."
Nympho
Nympho
(Recommend the fat flower cat ... that is, Zhang Ya Da's new book: Phoenix Throne, the reincarnation of the sun, no, the reincarnation of the sun and the Tianjian Ge Zhuyu in the front. To be continued. Please search for astronomy. The novel is better updated and faster!)