Suddenly there was a sword light, and the Buddha's light drifted away!
After a few breaths, I saw several sword energy changing vertically and horizontally in the dark sun disk, killing all the few Buddha's lights that stood up to resist!
After these rays of Buddha's light dissipated, the red light above the sun's disk quickly dimmed, and eventually the entire red sun's brilliance dissipated, revealing an almost dead star.
The surface of the stars is almost all desert, with many cities, ruins of mountains and rivers scattered here and there, but most of them have been weathered, as if they have experienced the baptism of thousands of years in a short period of time, leaving indelible traces of time.
Woo woo woo...
Amidst the howling wind, phantoms loomed in the wind and sand. You could vaguely see the grand scene of the past, but there was no sign of life.
Winter! Winter! Winter!
At this moment, vibrations suddenly came from the interior of this desolate star, and immediately a sword light broke through the layers of soil and rock, rising into the sky!
What followed was a dazzling golden light!
The sword light turned in the air, revealing the figure of Taoist Chi Jing, and the golden light condensed in the sky, shining in all directions. In the center sat a long-haired man wearing cassocks, dressed as a monk. His face was very young and handsome at first, but in a blink of an eye, he showed signs of aging and turned into a look of pain.
"The poor Taoist said that even if Buddhism declines, it will not affect fellow Randeng Taoists after all. After all, the thousands of years of this great religion and the faith of hundreds of millions of living beings, the essence of it, has long fallen into your pocket. "Middle." Taoist Chi Jing put away his long sword and stood in the air, with a smile on his face and vigilance in his eyes, "After all, the situation of Buddhism, the history of Buddhism, and the legends of Buddhism are all in the hands of fellow Taoists."
"Sad," the long-haired monk shook his head slightly, showing sadness, "You are originally pure people, but after falling into this sea of misery in the world, you are already confused and do not understand the root cause. You actually come to harm the poor monks, but you don't know. , the situation of Buddhism was originally a possible way out for us, but it was destroyed by ignorance and prejudice. In the future, heaven and earth will be destroyed together. It will be too late for you to regret!"
Taoist Chi Jing smiled and said: "Oh? What you said is really interesting. Could it be that you have forgotten your apostasy and are still on the same page as us? Besides, the path of seeking the Tao has always been done by oneself. How can you be so fake? Being in the hands of others and sitting behind the scenes, even if you gain power once, how can you think of a way out?"
"It's pitiful and pitiful, cause and effect are reversed, front and back are reversed." Ran Deng shook his head, flicked his long sleeves, revealing his withered old hands, holding a ball of red sun in his hand, which was shaking endlessly.
Winter! Winter! Winter!
With every vibration of the red sun in the palm, the surrounding space becomes faintly distorted, and strong winds and yellow sand are stirred up on the entire desolate star, bringing all kinds of illusions of the past to wreak havoc on the surface of the star!
When Taoist Chi Jing saw this thing, he immediately concentrated his attention. Although he had just "inspected" the withered stars, when it comes to preciousness, it is not as valuable as one ten thousandth of the thing in front of him!
"Since you want this thing, this is it for you." Ran Deng threw the red sun in his palm, and immediately turned around. The cassock and Buddha light on his body retreated, turning into a blue shirt, turned around and walked away. "This thing is no longer of use to me, so let me let you continue to perish. I also know it,"
Taoist Chi Jing's mind moved, and the long sword came out of his body. Seventy-two sword shadows appeared in the sky, forming a sword formation, covering the little red sun, and finally turned into a sword net, gathering it down and falling into his palm.
"A Hongmeng fruit that has evolved into three thousand small worlds. Although it was damaged, it was mature and undefeated. It gave up so simply. What is this person's plan this time? And he didn't even call himself a poor monk in the end.
What are your plans for turning it into what it was when it first differentiated?"
Although he got the treasure, the Taoist was a little more hesitant, but he couldn't figure it out after thinking about it.
"Forget it, this kind of planning is not what Pindao is good at. It's better to tell the people who are good at today's events. Soon, Pindao's disciples are now trying to turn the tide and calm down a catastrophe in the Eastern Land. Although it is
The small method of turning around coincides with the number of heaven, so it deserves the favor of heaven and earth. In addition, the Eastern Tu Dynasty is still a descendant of the dragon of the previous dynasty, which must be beneficial! In addition, Buddhism was divided by him, which is equivalent to suppressing Buddhism with the power of one person.
Poor Dao! Wait for Poor Dao to refine this Buddhism and give it to him, and it will turn into a high-quality magic weapon!"
With this thought in mind, Taoist Chi Jing no longer lingered on the road, but also took one step and left.
Here, only the barren star is left, floating in the boundless starry sky, gradually giving birth to the meaning of death.
The meaning of boundless death and silence gathered from all directions and appeared in Chen Cuo's heart.
However, in the depths of this endless silence, there are traces of the past, either glorious, prosperous, sad, or absurd...
Joy, anger, sorrow and joy are all in it, and the rise and fall of life and death are all displayed in it!
Qiuxu!
According to legend, the place where dynasties collapsed.
This place does not exist somewhere in the world, nor is it connected to any boundary in the southeast, northwest, but it seems to be everywhere, carrying ancient imprints of the past.
Chen Cuo once entered the northern land and encountered some situations, but this time he did not set foot there in person, but in a mysterious and mysterious realm. The Tang Dynasty was about to rise but not rise, and it was about to decline.
Under the guidance of wonderful luck, he wandered outside the world and peeked inside! Because of this, the feeling this time was completely different from the previous one. What he saw was no longer the specific scene inside the Qiu Ruins, but a kind of detachment.
Based on form, a spirit based on the legend of Qiu Xu!
Past dynasties appeared before his eyes one after another
the short-lived Sui;
Confronting Northern and Southern Dynasties;
The absurd and mysterious two Jin Dynasties;
The shining stars of the Three Kingdoms;
Yan Han of Manifest Destiny;
The violent Qin in all directions;
…
"The place of the lost, the place of narration!"
When this thought became clear, Chen Cuo's mind suddenly shook. The past dynasty that was originally illusory suddenly became clear. Under the blessing of a strong and broad power, it solidified bit by bit!
Following the long roar of the dark dragon wrapped in a cold air, kings sitting in the illusory dynasty appeared one after another, including several people familiar to Chen Cuo!
"Everyone..."
Just as he was about to say something, he saw everyone raising their hands, and beams of light containing purple energy flew out from their Niwan Palace, all falling towards Chen Cuo, and finally turned into a ball in his surprised eyes.
Seal!
"Shanhe Sheji Seal!"
There was no need to say anything or introduce it. With just one glance, Chen Cuo understood what this thing was, and then he stretched out his hand and held it!
boom!
In an instant, his spiritual consciousness roared, as if he was in the boundless vast world, with no end in sight in all directions!
The heaven and earth are vast, encompassing the past and the future, but yet fixed in the present, giving rise to the splendid world!
humane!
At this moment, Chen Cuo had the thought of holding the constitution of heaven in his hand and fixing the rivers and mountains with his feet. With one word, he could win the insistence of heaven and earth, provide guidance for living beings, and serve as a law for all generations! With one thought, the entire mountains and rivers of the Eastern Territory would be affected.
Variety!
"The so-called emperor, who controls the world on behalf of heaven and earth, is probably nothing more than that!"