The moon does not hide the stars, the shadows of the trees sway like demons...,

The back of the blue shirt is straight and straight, with a long knife hanging obliquely, and the shadow is accompanied by the bright moon, neither sideways nor sideways, gradually moving away, gradually disappearing.

Twenty years of journey, life and death.

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The familiar statues of divine beasts and fairy birds, the familiar white marble floor tiles, the familiar mist throughout the sky, the familiar central light column, and the familiar reincarnation square are once again displayed in front of Meng Qi.

However, today, the mood is no longer different. You are not afraid or excited, just watching quietly.

The tree of the Great Way has been recovered, and the rest is no longer necessary to be exchanged.

A misty pillar of light rose up, and Zhao Heng, wearing a bright yellow emperor robe, stepped out. There were two black beards on his lips, his eyes and temperament became much more mature and restrained, his majesty was revealed, and the emperor's aura was dark, which changed a lot compared to ten years ago.

When Zhao Heng saw Meng Qi, he was not surprised or confused, but smiled, walked to Meng Qi like a dragon and tiger step, raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and slowly hit him.

Meng Qi's eyes were still a little silent and hidden, but his expression became soft. He smiled slightly, and then he clenched his fist with his right hand, hitting Zhao Heng's fist in the air.

Bang!

"We can fight side by side again!" Zhao Heng withdrew his hand and said with a smile. His words were concise, without greetings or asking.

Although the ten-year interval has not brought about rusty, everyone has made changes under the erosion of time, and Zhao Heng has become much more silent and majestic.

Meng Qi was about to speak, and two misty pillars of light fell. Jiang Zhiwei was wearing yellow clothes, holding a long sword in her hand, as bright, as generous, as firm and proud. She was the one who changed the least, or had already experienced the polishing and washing of death.

Ruan Yushu looks like she is still in her twenties. She is out of the white dress, cold and detached from the world. She is tied up with her hair and hugged the guqin horizontally. She is like the fairy Guanghan descending to earth, but the tenderness and innocence in her eyes between her eyebrows disappears, becoming more and more floating, as if she will ascend to the nine heavens and leave the world in a blink of an eye.

She glanced at Meng Qi and looked at his white temples. Her eyes were still black and white, but her eyes became deeper and deeper.

She didn't say anything, put Qi Fengqin away, gracefully raised a food box, then walked to Meng Qi, squatted down slowly, put the food box on the ground, opened the lid, and never looked up. Wen Yu Ruqin:

"Yunni date palm cake... Dragon claw explores the clouds... Demon crab soup... Clear stewed bamboo shoot heart... Dragon fish eat five..."

A plate of dishes and snacks were brought out, filling Meng Qi's body. Ruan Yushu's movements were neither fast nor slow, which coincided with the introduction she said.

Meng Qi looked quietly. Listened attentively, and was peaceful in body and mind.

"These are all delicacies I invited you to eat last time." Ruan Yushu raised his head and looked at Meng Qi, his lips unconsciously biting. His eyes were bright and he felt hopeful, "But this time I made it myself."

Meng Qi clenched his fist with his right hand. He pressed his lips, closed his eyes and opened them again, and sat down cross-legged, raised his chopsticks to taste.

"This time, Yunni date palm cake is made today. It has a little more natural energy than the formation, and it feels more fragrant..."

"The dragon claws exploring the cloud bones are crispy and smooth. After eating Yunni date palm cake, it will produce a strange fragrance, which is indescribable..."

"The evil crab soup does not take crab roe, and crab paste is specially made with two big oxen..."

Ruan Yushu said similar words at the beginning one by one, and his tone was filled with joy. Jiang Zhiwei and Zhao Heng were both smiling and watching. How could no one appreciate her cooking skills for ten years?

Meng Qi ate very slowly and concentrated on tasting, and finally the dishes were gone.

"It's better than last time." Meng Qi put down the bamboo chopsticks and praised solemnly, with a faint smile on his face.

Ruan Yushu's lips curled slightly, and the dimples appeared and laughed with a reserved and cold smile.

With the current realm, strength and accumulation of reincarnation of several people, there is no need to redeem them before the task. Those that can be used in hand must complete exclusive tasks, which are difficult to rescue. Good skills are used for accumulation, and preparations are made for deductions of tasks and items such as divine weapons.

Four people sat cross-legged, Jiang Zhiwei talked about the interesting experiences of the previous tasks, and Zhao Heng and Ruan Yushu added from time to time that the atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful, with a faint time.

Just when Meng Qi thought life would continue to be beautiful like this, the light and shadow in front of him changed, and the indifferent and ruthless voice of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation sounded in his ears.

"After the Heavenly Court fell, the demon saint who took advantage of the Buddha's destruction and then made a breakthrough lead the great saints. Many demon gods rushed into the core Lingshan Mountain of Posa Pure Land. In this battle, the ten thousand Buddhas passed away, and the monsters were lost. The demon saint and a few people from the Lingshan Mountain escaped. From then on, Posa hidden himself, the Lingshan Mountain was broken and there was nowhere to be found."

"Main mission: Return to Lingshan, find the final whereabouts of the Great Holy Demon Gods, succeed, reward 15,000 good achievements, and deduct corresponding good achievements if failure."

"Side Mission: Investigate the truth about the Battle of Lingshan in the past, succeed, reward the Creation Pill, and there is no punishment for failure."

When the words disappeared, Meng Qi and others had already seen the environment they were in. This was a broken main hall, full of traces of erosion of time and destruction of external forces. A incense table was placed in front of them, empty above and dark around them.

"This is the main hall where you get the green lantern in front of the Buddha..." Jiang Zhiwei identified the place.

This place has penetrated into Lingshan!

Although Zhao Heng has been here, after learning about the mission, Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu both told him about his experience in Lingshan, and he is not unfamiliar with him.

Looking around, Zhao Heng suddenly sighed: "It turns out that Lingshan is really related to Posa Pure Land."

This is what Meng Qi thought.

Moreover, the reward for the side mission is the Creation Pill, which can assist the integration of spirit and flesh into the Dharma body. Although it does not play a decisive role, it can effectively reduce the risk of failure.

At this moment, rewarding this kind of elixir is really unpredictable...

As soon as a thought arises, the situation in the hall is fully visible, without the green lamp in front of the Buddha, there is no special place here.

The four of them did not hesitate anymore and carefully stepped out of the hall gate.

As soon as I left the hall, I saw lightning and thunder in the depths, and green lotus flowers flashed and appeared. When I opened and opened, I was full of the birth and death of the world. Nebula and Milky Way, a golden hoop with a peak thickness that stood above the world and supported the ground, and a loud shout spread like thunder, shaking forever:

"I, Lao Sun, will not cultivate the next life in this life!"

Meng Qi's eyes flashed, and he suddenly closed his eyes and listened with all his heart.

In the background of the loud shouting, there were streams of resentment soaring into the sky, endless, and the sounds were coming one after another, gritting teeth:

"Ananda!"

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Thirty-three days later, spiritual grasses and strange flowers are everywhere, and fairy birds and auspicious beasts are leisurely and contented.

In an ordinary palace with the plaque "Tushi Palace", an old man in Taoism sat upright in front of the Bagua furnace with his eyes closed, as if he had not changed for thousands of years.

Suddenly, the golden-horned boy next to him stood up and looked down:

"It's Xiniu Hezhou again!"

"Can't it..."

He turned around and saluted, and asked in surprise, "Master, don't you care?"

"Let him go." The old man in Taoism had a long hair and a young face, but he didn't open his eyes.

"For, why..." said the boy in silver horn.

The old man in Taoist clothes opened his eyes and sighed:

"The last disaster has arrived."

He pointed his hand and the Bagua Furnace opened. A terrifying light rushed straight into the sky, penetrated the void, penetrated the crystal wall, and rushed into a dead universe.

Squeak, there is no breath of life, the universe on the verge of destruction is shaken, the illusory river is highlighted, and little lights fly out, derive from the past.

First, an ark shuttled between the wormholes, looking for planets that could survive again, but the stars were all "extinguished" and destroyed the attached planets.

The whole universe is quiet, and no one responds to the ark's cry.

The energy that can be found is getting less and less, and the "stars" in the ark gradually die. In the end, it is like a silver-gray metal coffin, carrying a "corpse" of a prosperous civilization, floating forever in the vast darkness and unable to find a home.

Looking back at time, there are different civilizations in countless river galaxies in the universe. Some can cross the Milky Way, some can only live on planets, some are protected by gods, colonize many planets, and some are constantly migrating. Countless insects destroy the vitality of one planet after another... After repeated wars break out, the most powerful civilization is left...

Going forward, there are fewer and fewer civilized planets, more and more primitive, carrying wooden sticks, polishing stones, wearing animal skins, and the stars are full of vitality. Some planets are still taking shape, invisible matter condenses, and gods are nurturing.

The waves flashed, returning to the initial, endless energy storm and expansion, and extremely chaotic conditions.

In the light, this universe is getting smaller and smaller, and together with its past and destined future, it is put into the Bagua Furnace in the form of "past, present, and future" gathering, silent and breathless.

The lid closed, the light disappeared, and the alchemy furnace suddenly shook, clanging.

A picture scroll flew out from the old man in Taoism, interpreting the Tai Chi diagram, building out the golden bridge on the other side, and tightly wrapping the alchemy furnace!

The Golden Horned Boy and the Silver Horned Boy both lowered their heads and did not dare to face it. What would this furnace pill be able to practice? It was unimaginable. The breath alone made people frightened, but they both knew one thing clearly:
Chapter completed!