The strong wind stopped, the gaps contracted, and the void was semi-solidified, like layers of glazed glass.

Two huge figures confronted the depths of Lingshan Mountain. The dark gold body collided with the black skeleton's aura, and silently exploded in the air.

"Bright" is like dew and lightning. It seems that an illusory world appears in the midst of birth and death, just like a dream bubble.

The white black yellow spring bones suddenly took a step, and suddenly, the entire spiritual mountain seemed to tremble. The blood-yellow river behind him, supported by the emperor of the underworld and the master of the underworld, suddenly boiled and roared and undulated.

Hurry!

In the illusory sound of water, the long river of blood and yellow spread and swelled, swallowing the cracks, as if it had penetrated the Lingshan Mountain beyond the deepest.

In the collapsed Buddha land, on the tortuous road, the Arhats and Heavenly Dragons, Bodhisattva Vajras and others, who were surrounded by the evil spirit of the dead fog, raised their heads at the same time.

Ten, hundreds, ten thousand... Countless, their golden bodies were mottled, with traces of decay, and some blood and tears remained on their faces. The power contained in the Dharma body was so powerful that they all let out deafening roars:

"Yellow Spring!"

These zombies transformed by Arhat Bodhisattvas flew up and fell from all directions, and were immersed in the illusory blood-colored river, densely packed, covering the sky and the earth, giving people the feeling of Buddhist monks in the three realms and ten directions!

Like them, the giant tiger spider with rotten bodies also stepped into the "long river of the Yellow Spring" with gray and dead aura.

In just a moment, Lingshan seemed to be completely cleared, the dead energy faded away, and the filth disappeared.

With the fusion of these Arhats, Bodhisattvas, Debris, and Demon Gods, the Blood Yellow River quickly condensed from illusion to reality, highlighted from mid-air, with countless dead bodies floating in it. The rustling sound of the water made the operator Meng Qi feel that his memory was washed away by the subtle feeling!

It is difficult to find a place that is more suitable for the remains of Huangquan, such as Lingshan Mountain, and its strength is more than doubled!

Facing Kashyapa's dark golden body, he smiled Zenly, and the black "Huangquan" right hand bones formed a fist and hit the opponent hard. The real long river of blood suddenly rushed into the sky, pouring down with a bang, surging with his fist, just like the Milky Way falling to the sky!

Hurry!

The Bharat flowers under Kashyapa's feet withered, and the infinite Pure Land and the world of all directions were no longer visible. The dark golden Dharma body was stained with gray and white. It was slowly decaying, and the blooming light was swallowed up by the blood and yellow.

"Oh!" Kashyapa sighed softly, raised his right hand, touched his middle finger and thumb, making it look like picking a flower. He swung it out lightly.

This finger is not the "smile with flowers" of the Tathagata's magic palm, nor is it the "smile with flowers" created by Bodhidharma, but the "everything is empty" created by Kashyapa, which seems to combine the "four elements are empty" and "all actions are impermanent".

The dark golden hand directed it out and pointed at Huangquan's fist.

The void is born pure, and the blood-yellow river suddenly changes, and it is transparent in an instant, revealing arhat Bodhisattvas, demon kings and demon gods. And they are shattered one after another like dreams and bubbles!

Life and death are impermanent, fleeting, and everything is empty!

Bang!

The dark golden fingers collided with the white fist flowing in the dark. They were still in the air, and the bloody yellow of the "Yellow Spring" was fading, and countless powerful zombies they absorbed were shattered, while Kashyapa was washed away by the long river, and the golden body gradually became mottled, and the void was shattered like glass in all directions.

After breaking, Meng Qi suddenly soared into the air, moved his position, changed his direction, and appeared in the distance. He didn't look back and ran wildly towards the deepest part of Lingshan.

He left behind the bones of the Yellow Springs without any pain, and controlled Him to fight against Kashyapa's remains from afar.

The strong wind blew, and the gaps gradually increased. Meng Qi quickly left the battlefield. At this moment, a huge dark gold finger suddenly appeared and pointed at his eyebrows.

This finger is like a vajra pestle, protected by eight heavenly dragons, and is extremely strong. Kashyapa can even distribute a little power in his fight with Huang Quan to intercept Meng Qi, which shows his cultivation level in front of him!

Meng Qi's eyes were deep and his escape speed was not diminished. He rushed straight over. The dark golden finger suddenly shook slightly, shifting slightly, and strangely passed him without hitting him.

What is strong is fate!

Especially most of Kashyapa's power was trapped by Huangquan!

The dark road was winding and twists and turns, Meng Qi ran farther and farther away, and the feeling of a thorn on his back slowly calmed down.

At this point, he realized that he was a threat from Kashyapa.

But deep in the Lingshan Mountain, he dared not relax at all. Kashyapa passed away here. Next, he may encounter such powerful power as Manjushri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. They are better than most of the seven Buddhas in the past!

Not a Buddha, but better than a Buddha!

I don’t know if it was because the blow of Huangquan skeletons fused more than 90% of the Dharma body zombies, or if there was something special in the deepest part of Lingshan. After Meng Qi got rid of Kashyapa, he never encountered a mottled arhats, Bodhisattvas or Tianlongs with golden bodies, nor did he encounter a demon king and god with huge bodies. The whole Lingshan seemed to have suddenly become quiet, and only the Great Sage of the Monkey King and the Great Sage in the distance echoed from afar.

This further highlights the dead silence of Mengqi's surrounding environment.

The world is dark, with gaps dense, and the wind is tearing the sky. Meng Qi walks in it, and there is a kind of loneliness that will last forever, and even the shadow cannot accompany him.

The long sword was still holding it in his right hand, and Meng Qi's face, reflected by the birth and death of thunder, revealed a bit of deepness, solemnity and worry.

After walking, Meng Qi didn't know how long he had walked, but seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. Finally, his eyes lit up. He saw the golden cudgel that reached the sky not far away, and saw the sunken giant pit, which could hold a city.

At this time, most of the thunder was extinguished, the green lotus withered, and the surroundings were quite dark, and the senses were completely suppressed. Meng Qi could only vaguely sense that there were countless black air flying in the middle of the giant pit, like a group of demons dancing. At the boundary, on the wall of the pit and around the giant pit, there were golden and pure bodies that seemed to be able to communicate with the heavens and all worlds. The majestic and terrifying power was no less than Kashyapa, but the rich filth and death energy penetrated deeply into their bodies, allowing them to exude decay and evil!

"These should be the Buddhas who passed away in Lingshan in the past, more than a few hundred..." Meng Qi's heart moved and realized that he had indeed reached the deepest point, the core.

This place should be the top of Lingshan Peak, where the Buddhas of the past were from the past.

Judging from the number, the Buddhas in the Pure Land of Saha are afraid that they will pass away here!

What happened in the Battle of Lingshan in the past? Such a tragic ending... Meng Qi knew that he was about to face the ancient myth and might be able to figure out what happened at that time.

What did Ananda do to make the great saints and demon gods obsessed with it, and the resentment soared into the sky forever.

Boom!

Thunders burst into bright light, green lotus bloomed, nebula condensed, and the Milky Way lined up, and the nearby scenes became clear.

The golden hoop was indeed stuck in the middle of the huge pit. There were thunder bursting nearby, green lotus flowers and black air dancing. Further out, there were indeed huge golden Buddhas, like a forest of Buddha statues, vaguely connecting them into a large formation.

The surface of these Buddhas' gold bodies is mottled, with gray and white aura and black mist, full of the feeling of death and evil, but there is still a meaning of great purity and great bliss in the body.

There were blood stains on their faces, like two lines of blood and tears that had fallen down.

"Buddha also has tears, all of them have tears. What happened at the beginning..."

As soon as Meng Qi thought about it, he heard the buzzing sound of these golden Buddhas, and a roar of resentment soaring into the sky:

"Ananda!"

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The World of Gods.

Under Meng Qi's leadership, Kong Zhao walked through one vassal state after another, saw many things, and his ideas in his heart became more and more formed.

He looked at the teacher who was sleeping inside the car and thought to himself: "The teacher's questions are always just right, allowing me to truly summarize my ideas, combine the books I have learned, vague thoughts and reality, and slowly form a different concept from other sages. He is really a good teacher, really knowledgeable and insightful, like a dragon flying in the nine heavens."

"But why don't you really give me some advice and always keep silent? Are you planning to wait for an opportunity to wait until my theory can be completely self-consistent?"

Kong Zhao couldn't help but want to seek guidance from the teacher.

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"Ananda!"

The Buddha's resentment sounded in his ears, and Meng Qi was stunned as if he was dreaming.

Ananda? It was not the demon clan who had been resentful to Ananda forever, but the Buddhas of Lingshan? Meng Qi suddenly had a cold hair standing up, and the coldness invaded his body.

He betrayed the Pure Land of Saha, but why was he still chased by the demon saint?

What is his obsession?

Ananda is definitely not as simple as becoming a demon Buddha later!

As his thoughts fluctuated, Meng Qi looked at the golden body Buddha in front of him, his eyes flashing.

At this moment, a green lion walked out from inside, and a white and crystal-clear Bodhisattva sat cross-legged on it.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva..." Meng Qi's heart tightened, and then he saw the person holding the lion.

"Zhiwei!"

Jiang Zhiwei's face was pale and her eyes were unconscious. She was caught by the lion and she couldn't move.

At the same time, the white dragon and the golden-winged roc also walked out of the "forest" formed by the golden-body Buddha, throwing Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng in front of him.

They were similar to Jiang Zhiwei, unable to struggle, and could not even blink, and their eyes looked at Meng Qi with anxiety.

Deep in the huge pit, a faint sound came:

"Wave the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."

"Or, you die and they live."

Hearing these two sentences, Jiang Zhiwei struggled violently, her mouth roared, and her head shaking in an unreachable amplitude, as if she wanted Meng Qi to ignore him and stay with the green mountains without worrying about burning firewood, and she would have a chance to resurrect in the future.

However, she was held by the green lion, and she was not shaking her head clearly, and her voice could not be made. An anxiety filled her crystal eyes and a layer of mist was spreading. (To be continued)

ps: Sweat, the power outage was over half an hour.
Chapter completed!