The Green Snake of the Great Wilderness becomes enlightened

Chapter 592

The Derivative Dao was paved with one step, and Qing Luo stepped into the sky step by step, and the derivation method chain became brighter with each step. He was walking the road, stepped on the pinnacle of the Derivative Dao, and became a master.

The avenue of derivation is prominent in the world, and the chain of derivation dharma spreads everywhere. The light of the avenue only shines on its body, and no one can get it and no one can enjoy it.

Qing Luo walks slowly, he is comprehending the historical traces of Derivative Dao from the initial judgment of Hongmeng to the present time, comprehending every ups and downs of Derivative Dao, and every generation of Daoist masters ruling his life.

The walker is slow, but no one urges, no one disturbs, half a step of Hunyuan, he is already the most holy quasi-sage under the saint!What's more, he is still a semi-sage holding a treasure, no one will question Qing Shi's power anymore, even Zhu Jiuyin, who is also half-step Primordial Realm, is definitely not his opponent!
No one knows who the No. 1 under the saint is, but except for the five holy beasts, no one under the saint can defeat him!

He finally stood at the same height as those peerless powerhouses in the past era!Whether it was the ancestor dragon Yuanfeng from the first robbery of the Dragon Han Dynasty, the Eastern Emperor Taiyi from the Lich robbery, or the disciples of the three religions in the Conferred Gods, he all stood at the same height or surpassed it.

High in the sky, the wind blows slightly, the clothes turn over, and the immortal steps into the sky.

Tens of thousands of immortals in the nightless Tiancheng worship again, and Tiancheng bows to salute.

"Congratulations to Qingzu!"

They didn't know what kind of realm Qingzu had reached, so they just congratulated without bringing the realm to congratulate.

Qingluo smiled slightly at Tiancheng, stretched out his sleeves, and said, "All the immortals rise up."

The immortals thanked them, and those with delicate thoughts felt that Qingzu didn't use the word "please" to them, because there were too few people in the world who asked Qingzu to say "please", and they couldn't bear Qingzu's invitation.

Qingzu didn't say "flat body", and didn't face them in the higher position of venerables. Qingzu's realm has changed, but it's still Qingzu, it hasn't changed!
Qingluo walks to the highest point, enters Dayan, returns to the original place, sits cross-legged in the middle of the sky, and his figure turns into an infinite and ethereal white dress, as vast as Xumi, and as majestic as Kunlun.

Derived ten thousand chains return to the body, blue silk like white hair, the derivation method chain enters the primordial spirit, one hundred and eight thousand small ways, three thousand great way dharma chains are all entangled in the original corpse mind trapped in the primordial spirit, from then on the original corpse mind replaces Qingluo's Yuanshen deduces the evolution of the Dayan God Realm from all the ways, both restricting his body and making the best use of everything. Although Qingluo sits on Dayan, Yuanshen has to be liberated!
Qingluo is at the height of the 33rd heaven, because Dayan Kuankuo has risen to the height of the 33rd heaven, and because of the primordial spirit and half sage, the boundary line of the four directions has been expanded again.

He looked at the sea of ​​magic thoughts that had faded from black to gray, and sighed, "It's time to call it a day.

What does Mozu think? "

The conversation turned to "Hate the Demon", at this moment Qing Luo was qualified to talk with the Demon Ancestor who was extremely difficult to generate the Primordial Force.

"Chou Mo" sneered, and said: "My ancestor also misjudged, that's good, the younger generation of Honghuang came out.

Ah!
When the Great Demon Calamity arrives, it will be the time when you will destroy the nightless sky and destroy the city! "

The sound falls and the magic retreats, and the sea of ​​magic thoughts and the black lotus retreat and disperse.

The Demon Ancestor knew that unless he used the power of Hunyuan, he would never be able to defeat this semi-sage who held the innate treasure. Instead of wasting his magic power with his prestige, it is better to retreat for a while to save his strength and wait for a moment to fully perform!
Qing Luo remains unmoved, so what about the magic calamity, and what about the measurement calamity?What should come will always come, there is no need to be afraid or worry, just take it easy, deal with it calmly, and only then can you find a way out.

He stretched out his palm, Yuan Ling Pagoda flew to the top of his head, the three thousand dharma chains were like three thousand white meteors, the star rainbow flashed, the three thousand meteors formed rain, and the meteor rain fell into the sea of ​​mana.

The three thousand dharma chains implicate the thousand Buddhas who have been silent for three years in the sea of ​​magical thoughts, and the thousand Buddhas are led out.

Every time a Buddha walks out of the ocean waves, the color of the sea of ​​magic thoughts becomes indifferent, but the three Buddha light relics on the head of each Buddha that come out are also a little bit sad.

As the Buddha walked out, the later the Buddha walked out of the waves, the color of the Buddha beads on the top became darker and blacker, the black ink of the sea of ​​magic thoughts became paler and paler, and the breath of faith gradually rose.

After all the thousand Buddhas walked out, Maitreya Buddha also stepped out to the sea. The relics of the Buddha's light on the top were all black, and the Buddha's light was dimmed.

Then there is the ancient Buddha who burned lamps in the past, the relics on the top of which have gradually glowed with black light, and the Buddha's light is almost gone.

The last person to step out of the sea of ​​magic thoughts is the Tathagata World Honored One. The three relics on his top have become magic beads, emitting a jet-black light like black ink, like magic beads and rare treasures.

As the Tathagata walked out of the sea of ​​magic thoughts, the black sea water dissipated and turned into bursts of black mist, which evaporated out of the sea tide and dissipated in the sea.

But few people have noticed that the transpiration of demonic energy rising to the sky coincides with the infestation of cloud energy.

The tide of faith once again glowed with blue sea color, the sky was also clear, and the clouds of calamity receded.

It's just that the relics on the top of the Thousand Buddhas are no longer as grand as before.

The three thousand Buddhas used their relics to capture endless seas of demons, and there are many seas of demons in their relics. They contained thousands of demons and turned them into seas of suffering. ferry.

In order to save the common people in the tide of faith, the three thousand Buddhas did not hesitate to sacrifice their lives to save the faith.

However, the tide of belief is originally called by Buddhism. Since the common people entrust their faith to Buddhism, Buddhism should have the responsibility and obligation to protect the purity of faith.

The West finally survived this catastrophe, but at a great price.

The devil's thoughts are stored in the relics, and the Buddha is invaded by the devil. If the Buddha's heart is exhausted, the devil will take advantage of the situation and invade the Buddha's heart.

As the saying goes, one thought becomes a Buddha, and one thought becomes a demon!
The ups and downs of robbery, the moment of Buddha and demon, are all karmic reincarnation.

The Tathagata gave half a salute to Qingluo Jishou to show his gratitude.

All the thousand Buddhas behind him bowed their heads and bowed to Qing Zu, expressing their gratitude for this calamity.

First there are ten thousand immortals bowing down, and then thousands of Buddhas worshiping. The blue sky is like the sea, and the luck is more prosperous, and all living beings in the prosperous age are extremely prosperous.

Qingluo smiled farewell to the Thousand Buddhas, and the Thousand Buddhas returned to the West Land. The Buddha's light was dimmed, and the Buddha's heart was full. The wave of faith followed the Buddha.

The wave of belief finally receded, and there were still many immortal cultivators outside the prehistoric southwest region except for the thorns and thorns.

Qing Luo has a feeling, sowing countless stars and auras with the wind blowing across the barren mountains and scorched earth, dry rivers and dead mountains, and absolute silence and death.

On the vast wilderness land in the southwest, thorns and thorns criss-crossed and circled to sleep and recuperate.

On the scorched black earth, creatures gradually recovered, and tiny creatures began to multiply, casting the lowest cycle of creatures.

In the dried up river, the water rises again, and there are dead trees on the dead mountain, and then the green mountain is full of spring, and the people appear again, and there is vitality everywhere.

Qing Luo held the four swords in both hands, and the four swords had spirits piercing through the sky, and Xiao left to return to Jin'ao Island.

The boundary of Dayan shrinks and returns to the abyss under the nightless city. The four-way gate of Tiancheng is reopened, and the five-way teleportation circle is reopened.

The catastrophe is over, the world is quiet, and all things live.

Tiancheng is old, thousands of immortals return, and prosperity remains the same.

The original soul of Qingluo came out of the Dao body, dressed in white, stepped out of Dayan, and stepped into the city that never sleeps.

(End of this chapter)