After smoking a cigar, Garo also ended the memories of the Buddha over the years.

He stood up and spat smoke into the gray sky, and once again said the old saying that he and countless old people asked countless times-

"Can you still see those little guys returning to their hometowns in your lifetime?"

The kneecap hurts more and more.

If this continues, he will probably die of illness due to rheumatism and pain.

Maybe until his death, he wouldn't wait for those little guys to return from the world with full glory.

Shaking his head, Garo turned toward the Buddha and stepped onto the glass plank road, ready to go back. At this moment, five golden lights fell from the sky and landed in the extreme north, surrounding the model of the central tower. The beam of light connected to the heaven and earth, like a bridge.

Garo felt an unprecedented super-divine pressure towards the Buddha. As a civilian body, he could not bear the pressure at all, and he lay down on the glass plank road on the spot.

Fortunately, his belly was big and his round belly was under pressure, so he let his face avoid the harm of intimate contact with the sharp corners of the steps.

Garo slid down from the glass plank road like a ball towards the Buddha.

He lay on the ground, took a moment, turned around quickly, looked up at the sky in astonishment.

"roar!"

The roar of the dragon shook the sky and resounded throughout the Holy Spirit Continent.

A handsome and powerful Hei Qingtianlong broke through the air and swept downward. In just a blink of an eye, he appeared in the deep sky of the extreme north. A tall and straight body stood on the dragon head, and the intrinsic power coated his body with a layer of golden light.

He is like a god, descending from the sky.

At this moment, the strong men everywhere in the mainland felt this sudden terrifying pressure. Almost at the same time, Xuanyuan Chen of the Xuanyuan clan, Shengzhou Sheng, Shengwuxiao, Shengwuque, Moyue Tower in the Shenyue Kingdom military camp, Feng Tang of the Feng family...

These young people with the strongest cultivation in the mainland rushed towards the extreme north at the same time.

Now, Sheng Lingfeng and other strong seniors have become civilians and are tortured by old injuries all day long. Sheng Xiao and his group of genius young men are in another world, and protecting the Holy Spirit Continent is their mission!

They were afraid that the sudden vision of the extreme north would put the Holy Spirit Continent into danger.

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Garo quickly took off his windshield glasses, wiped the dust on it, put it on again, and squinted his eyes to look at the man standing on the head of the giant dragon. He looked at it and felt that the man looked a little like the boy from Sheng Lingfeng's family...

The only man who can control the dragon is probably the only guy Sheng Xiao.

After Garo saw the young man's appearance clearly, his pupils suddenly trembled. He came to his senses and quickly rushed to the dragon in the sky and shouted loudly: "Is it a boy from the Sheng family?"

Sheng Xiao stared at the red ball on the ground and frowned.

What is that?

It was not until he saw a chubby head lifted out of the red ball, shook the tour guide flag at him, and asked him loudly if he was a boy from the Sheng family. Only then did Sheng Xiao see clearly that it was actually a person.

This figure looks familiar.

Garo goes to Buddha?

Sheng Xiao turned into a beam of light and fell in front of Garo towards Buddha.

When he fell, the hurricane immediately stopped, and the aura of the entire extreme north suddenly became quiet and calm. The clouds dissipated, and the bright sun fell on Sheng Xiao. He walked towards Garo towards Buddha in the sunlight, like a god stepping on the light. Every step was to dance on Garo towards Buddha's soul, which made him tremble.

At this time, Garo remembered to Buddha that Sheng Xiao had returned from the great world.

Now that the Central Tower has been destroyed, he can return to the Holy Spirit Continent without the help of the Central Tower. What does this mean?

Garo stared at the man in front of Buddha in disbelief. He once hated Sheng Lingfeng the most. But now, he looked at Sheng Xiao's handsome face, who was quite similar to Sheng Lingfeng when he was young. For the first time, he felt that this face looked so popular.

Garo moved his knee toward Buddha and rubbed against the ground to Sheng Xiao. He hesitated and carefully grabbed Sheng Xiao's wrist that was hanging down on his legs.

Holding the other party tightly, Garo looked at Buddha for fear that as soon as he let go, the other party would disappear.

"Boy Sheng Xiao!" A sentence from Sheng Xiao shouted, and Garo suddenly collapsed toward Buddha. When he spoke again, his voice became even more swallowed. "Boy Sheng, are you back?"

Sheng Xiao nodded with a complicated expression. "Uncle Garo, I am Sheng Xiao."

Hearing this, Garo pointed to the Buddha as excitedly as a child and said in a turbulent manner: "Did you come from heaven? No, no, I mean, why can you fly down from heaven..."

Garo was so excited to the Buddha that he didn't know how to organize language for a while to accurately express his inner thoughts.

Sheng Xiao could understand what Garo meant to Buddha.

He squatted down the tall Shenwu body, and supported Garo with both hands to the Buddha's trembling arm that was trembling due to excitement. He nodded hard to the Buddha, Sheng Xiao was filled with emotion. "Uncle Garo, Sheng Xiao has lived up to his mission and has returned as a god."

Hearing this, Garo suddenly sat on the ground with his butt to the Buddha, and he said foolishly: "Cheng, Cheng God... is back?"

Garo couldn't believe that this was true.

He suddenly raised his right arm and squeezed Sheng Xiao's face hard. Sheng Xiao's left face was suddenly pinched by him.

Seeing this, Wangu was about to come forward to stop Garo from going to Buddha, but Sheng Xiao stopped him with a look.

Garo stared at the purple marks on Sheng Xiao’s face, and came to his senses. Suddenly, he pushed Sheng Xiao away like crazy, and walked with his chubby short legs, holding his heavy and round body and running wildly in the extreme north. While running, he laughed madly. "Hahaha! It's hot, soft, and I'm pinching it purple. It's true, Sheng Xiao is back, Sheng Xiao is back!"

He shouted a few times in a row, and suddenly knelt in front of the central tower model with one knee, his face full of madness had turned into sadness at some point.

Garo pressed his hands hard to the Buddha into the black sand of the extreme north land on the ground. He burst into tears and sighed: "Sheng Xiao is back to become a god. Have you heard of it? Sheng Xiao is back to become a god. My Holy Spirit Continent has finally been waiting for redemption!"

"Your sacrifices and the sacrifices we waited for, have been responded! Have you heard it?"

As if responding to Garo's question towards Buddha, the strong winds in the far north made people's cheeks hurt.

Sheng Xiao looked at Garo in a daze and looked at Buddha.

In Sheng Xiao's impression, Garo's image towards Buddha was not positive. His deepest impression of Garo's view of Buddha was "profit only". He always smiled, holding a Maitreya statue, but doing some poisonous Bodhisattva activities. Among the major cultivation families in the Divine Moon Kingdom, Garo's image is the most greedy for money and fearing death.

But at this moment, Sheng Xiao changed his fixed impression of Garo's Buddha.

Garro Xiang Buddha may not be a monk who is upright and kind enough, but he is always clear about the right and wrong. Even when Garro Zhengyang was commanding the Garro tribe, Garro Xiang Buddha had never really participated in those conscientious plans.

Garo did not have the selfless spirit of sacrificing himself as a man to the Buddha, but in this life he was worthy of the dead predecessors and the earth beneath his knees.

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