The yellow sand is long and the iron trees reach the sky.
Heavy rain has covered the entire earth, but this place is still covered with golden sand and gravel, and the iron trees standing in the wind and sand have magical birds spreading their wings.
The prodigy like the sun and moon crossed this land and looked towards the ocean.
"Teacher, what's wrong?" The boy asked on the treetop, next to the magical bird.
He felt some kind of change, coming from the teacher beside him. The spiritual energy floating in the air was gradually condensing and gathering here. A wave of hot and light air rose and fell, accompanied by the breathing of the divine bird, affecting the entire tree of bliss.
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His teacher, the owner of the Paradise Tree, is known to the world as the mythical bird in the scriptures, the golden-winged roc Shiwu Zhuo.
In the boy's memory, he had never seen his teacher in such a posture for a long time, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.
But what is there in this land that can make his teacher feel like a formidable enemy? The boundless sea that brings black rainstorms? The teacher has long anticipated the emergence of the boundless sea, and even expanded the land of paradise to the basin of the River of Faith.
With the five magical powers of Pengniao, all evils cannot be avoided under his gaze. But at this moment, the direction his teacher is looking is to the south, and the ocean where the River of Xindu joins is to the west.
What on earth is she looking at?
So...be vigilant!
"Something unexpected has appeared." Sibu Zhuo said coldly from above.
The land of bliss is the extension of her spirit, and the land touched by bliss is her territory. The elephant mother from that country in the eastern corner only learned a little bit of her. The real kingdom of God is before her eyes, her
Under the wings is the true Kingdom of God!
Therefore, she saw it too clearly.
The sea water roared and roared, and the wall of water hit the edge of the boulder, was lifted thousands of meters, and then collapsed. The heavy rain formed a thick mist that obscured the true appearance of the huge shadow. But the mist was the same as nothing in Sibu Zhuo's eyes.
That shadow...is a continent!
A continent moving across the sea!
It was huge and boundless, and her gaze could not penetrate deeply. It was too sudden, and she had no idea where this continent came from or why it appeared. There were her old friends in the Seven Seas who had come to avoid the vast sea in recent days.
Her land, there is no information about this continent from the words of these sea creatures.
The boy subconsciously covered his eyes because it was too bright!
Siwu Zhuo's eyes are glowing, bursting out with light comparable to the sun! She is using her magical powers. The golden-winged roc recorded in the scriptures has five terrifying magical powers, namely divine foot power, other heart power, fate power, and heavenly ear power.
It is said that the golden-winged roc has boundless supernatural powers. When it spreads its wings, it can rain down the hot sand that covers the world. Maybe the monk who wrote these scriptures has really seen creatures like Siwu Zhuo, so he wrote these
Discourse.
The boy once thought carefully about some questions. Rather than saying that the power of his teacher Siwu Zhuo was the same as what was recorded in the scriptures, it was better to say that her existence was recorded in the ancient scriptures of the past.
The fog that shrouded the continent gradually dispersed in Sibu Zhuoyan. He could not penetrate deeply, but he could see clearly a corner of the ruined and collapsed city, the crowds of people kneeling and worshiping fanatically, and...the huge corpse lying on the bloody ground. That was a person.
The crown bearer, the moment Sibu Zhuo saw it clearly, he knew that the owner of the huge corpse was a crown bearer in front of him!
Suddenly, the moment she saw the white body clearly, she felt a certain vision.
The man with the sword on his back looked at her coldly.
He stood on the body of the crown bearer, and the real sight came from above, extremely high and far above! Above the clouds, the illusory statue slowly lowered its head, overlooking her.
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The Ganges River under heavy rain.
The waves weigh a thousand.
The man wearing a white monk's robe stood on the upstream river. The waves hundreds of meters high could not shake him at all, and even the hem of his robe was not wet. He leaned down and touched the river surface.
Thousands of wailing sounds erupted at the same time! The river was surging, as if there were countless terrifying ghosts hiding under the river surface and howling. Through the dark river surface, there were huge white creatures swimming and tumbling. The mountains that originally protected them
The river water became purgatory, becoming the supreme light burning their bodies, and even the most fundamental ghost fire was almost extinguished!
On the shore, countless monks gathered around and chanted ancient scriptures.
Ripples appeared in the sky and spread out, and the white corpses rose into the sky and roared. But the dying will-o'-the-wisps in their eyes were finally completely extinguished. The monks lowered their heads, and the golden light escaped from them, rising above them.
They gathered together to form a Buddha statue.
The six-character Great Ming Mantra.
It is the subtle heart seal of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, which has immeasurable and inconceivable merits and is praised by all the Buddhas in the ten directions. The six-character Great Ming Mantra is like the three treasures of the Three Treasures. Reciting the six-character Great Ming Mantra, all the karma of the three lives will be purified, and the karma will be liberated from life and death, and finally achieved.
This is the manifestation of the compassionate and wise voices of the Buddhas, which contain the essence of the eighty-four thousand Dharma doors taught by the Buddhas.
For these skeletons that have returned from the netherworld and are full of resentment towards the world, they are almost equivalent to the power of God coming to the world.
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"There's a big guy." The man whispered.
He looked towards the far side of the upstream. The waves were extremely huge, and there were even ferocious bones exposed on the water, like a pale island.
On both sides of the Taiwan Strait, the faces of the monks changed. They felt an extremely huge pressure, like a towering mountain pressing down, unable to breathe!
That is... the corpse of an ancestor!
The man's white monk's robe danced lightly. He stretched out his hand, took a step back with his right foot, and turned sideways to face each other.
"It's just corpses."
There is sun in the sky!
Even under heavy rain, the light is so dazzling!
Rays of light lit up behind the man, forming a fan shape.
Those are...eyes!
Divine light pierced out from these eyes and pierced into the rolling river water. Like the world's ultimate sharp blade, the water flow was cut off and the heavy rain was blocked. The behemoth roared and revealed its true appearance, with twin horns and two giant thorns on its back.
The arms were hanging down, slender and strong, and the three long tails converged behind him. It was the broad blade-like thing on the tip of the tail that blocked the divine light.
But there are already cracks there.
It was cruising on the river, looking ahead, and the dancing will-o'-the-wisp locked on the man in monk's clothing in the center of the river.
He is the embodiment of France in this country and this ancient civilization.
The world calls him - King Ming.
Like a cow corpse looking up to the sky and roaring, behind it, two broken Dharma images turned into armor. It has long since died, even if it was an ancestor in the past, it has only passed. Even the Dharma image is broken and can only serve as its armor. Deep in the river,
More and more old and white corpses stood up, their eyes dancing with will-o'-the-wisps, like a forest-green starry sky under the rain.
"When I am here, all kinds of evil cannot be done." King Ming said.
The dead roared their filial piety, charging upstream against the current of the river!
And the man faced the forest of white bones, with emerald-like wings stretching out behind his back, and his endless eyes opened in the void, brewing divine light!