A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 183: Laugh When You Cry!That is the cry of someone in the Three Realms
Fubai bowed, shaking two pulses.

Ordinary people still have their own dignity and pride, let alone a soul-transforming Dzogchen that has lived for more than 4 years?
At that moment, the entire Wulun Mountain Range was silent.

Chen Fubai knelt in the void, a half-human white ghost, with withered hair flying around.In this life, he is willing to live and die for bones.And why kneel down?His lifespan is running out.

Since Feng Xi didn't want to kill again, Chen Fubai was willing to do the last thing for the bones.

The two have the same root.

However, now a big battle has suffered heavy losses.Although the Soul Transforming Patriarch is still there, his successors are weak and there are countless casualties.Combining the two sects into one is the most sensible choice.

In that way, they can completely dominate the Bone Northern Territory, and even aspire to the Central Territory.

In the name of bones, honor the soul of transformation!
This is a solution acceptable to both parties.But in fact, all the decision-making power is in Feng Xi's hands.

Because, he is God Tribulation.

In this world, the strong are respected!The might of God Tribulation is enough to suppress everything.

There are two orders, no one dares not to obey!
In fact, Chen Fubai's idea was also Feng Xi's idea.It's just that different things require different people to do it, otherwise Cai Fengxi could have allowed Chen Fubai to commit suicide.

It's just that although Fengxi is a god, he still has three senior brothers and sisters.

Feng Xi looked at Can Longzi.

Can Longzi nodded and sighed: "If so, it will be considered complete!"

Feng Xi looked at Xiang Nie.

Nie Xiang shook his head and gave a wry smile: "I, Nie Xiang, have pursued God's Tribulation all my life, and now I know the power of God's Tribulation. If it was 1 years ago, I, Nie Xiang, would definitely not be willing. Hehe, but now, my lifespan is less than a hundred days What kind of trouble can a person like him make?"

Feng Xi looked at Yu Ji again.

Yu Ji is flirtatious and charming, but at a glance from Feng Xi, her cheeks are flushed.That is by no means a charm, but a shame made of love.Fengxi always makes her heart beat.

"Junior Brother Feng, what you say is what you say!" It was a very feminine answer.

Feng Xi smiled slightly.

Such a result is of course the best.So, he supported Chen Fubai with both hands.

"Chen Daoyou, as you wish!"

wow——

At that moment, the entire Wulun Mountain was in an uproar again.Because, this result is too sudden.

You must know that not every monk has the structure and realm of transforming souls; not every disciple knows what the holy wheel ancestor precepts are.

Regardless of the Wulun Sect or the Bone Sect, many monks still need a process to accept this matter.

Of course, no one wants to ask for death!

No more killing, it will always be what the people want and what the best good is.

Therefore, there are always many problems, but we can all understand and forgive each other.

"Blind fellow Taoist!"

"Fellow Taoist in Tsing Yi!" The two Nascent Soul level patriarchs bowed to each other.

"Yangshou seat!"

"Sect Master Bai!" Bai Zongchen and Yang Tianxiao drew their swords away from each other and smiled faintly.

Things in the world are often like this.

Love, hate, grievances, ambitions for supremacy, may be remembered for thousands of years; however, it may disappear in an instant.

At this time, Yang Tianxiao turned his head to look at Yin Zhongmou, and Yin Zhongmou looked at Yin Zhongmou at the same time.

Two people can best understand each other's mind.

Fighting openly and secretly for hundreds of years.The organs are exhausted, and they are exhausted!

But so what?

Bailai is God's calamity.In his eyes, everything must be vulnerable, childish and ridiculous.What can escape Bai Lai's eyes about the ten thousand years of Wulunzong's past?
Bai Lai just sees through and doesn't tell the truth.

Because sometimes gods don't want to ask ordinary people to fight.And once God comes to the world, everything will exist according to God's will.

Because, he is God.

"Brother Yang, do you want to have a drink together for the rest of your life?" Yin Zhongmou laughed.

"Haha! Yinshouzao, of course we have to keep our word. Binge drinking, playing chess, don't go home if you don't get drunk!" Yang Tian laughed.

All the past is erased from now on.

Five rounds of white bones, the war subsides, and one heart returns to the root.It's a blessing!
However, at this time.

From the direction of Fenglun Mountain, there was a shocking earthquake.Everyone was taken aback.

A wave just leveled off, and a wave rose again.

Boom-boom-

The thick blue fog in Fenglun Mountain suddenly dispersed.

Goodbye world.

In fact, starting from the Nascent Soul War in Zu Hun Peak, everything happened almost simultaneously.Everything happened in a very short period of time.

Not long after Mu Jinghong fell into the green mist formation, changes began to take place.

However, it was locked in a thick fog, and no one could see clearly what was going on inside.

At this time, the fog cleared.

A tall and slender woman was standing outside Fenglun Mountain.Red clothes and red hair, like a demon.Below her feet, there was a thick red mist, like a tide of blood.

A mysterious aura spread outward.

With bloodthirsty, with magic.

Mu Jinghong!
At that moment, everyone's expressions changed.No one has ever seen Mu Jinghong like that.

"Cackling! Jie Jie Jie——"

Mu Jinghong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, his red hair was flying and his blood was surging.

"Who said, eternal life? Who lied to us, eternal life! Who said, eternal life? Who lied to us, eternal life!—"

Mu Jinghong was already insane.

However, in that long laugh, there was endless crying and sadness.No one knows how many lives and reincarnations her suffering and pain have passed through.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust; emptiness to emptiness, emptiness to emptiness. Ten thousand years of admiration for the world of mortals, lifelong devotion to bones."

"Hahaha - woo woo woo - cluck cluck -"

Long laughter should be crying, eternal sorrow!
At that moment, Mu Jinghong was like a female ghost, but everyone seemed to be infected.

There was a flash of pain in Feng Xi's eyes.

Namu Jinghong's performance was somewhat beyond his imagination.Feng Xi understands the pain of a soul.And Mu Jinghong is not a simple soul.

Void Shangguan Xiong frowned.

"Mu Jinghong, who are you? How can your pain go straight to the sky?"

The sound of crying and laughing reverberated, shaking the entire Wulun Immortal Territory.

At that moment, even the two great powers in the middle and southern regions of the Bone Continent couldn't help but look in the direction of Wulun Immortal Realm.

Bone Middle Domain.

In the misty space, no one can tell whether that space belongs to the Bone Continent or not.

A girl in white clothes is sitting on a purple lotus platform.

At this time, she frowned slightly, but her eyes were sly.

"Could it be that the little fat man messed up things. Hehe, the master must have skinned him! But, whose crying and laughing is that, so sad? It's a person with a soul."

The southernmost tip of the bone.

An ancient temple, a meditation room.A young monk, sitting on a broken futon.The monk looked indifferent, but everything in Wulun Immortal Realm could be reflected in his eyes.

"Amitabha!" The young monk didn't open his mouth, but just recited the Buddha's name in his heart.

In the Bulao Temple, the Buddha's relationship is full.The mundane past is all old dreams.

He has been far away from the world, not asking about everything.

Wulun Xianyu, Fenglun Mountain.

Mu Jinghong floated in the air like a demon.

Windwheel Ninth Peak, inside Qiankun Cave.Su Mo sat cross-legged.That was the posture he kept after he was led in by the green mist formation.

Su Mo felt a little swaying.

However, he seemed to have heard Mu Jinghong's voice.Su Mo's soul is also in endless pain.That kind of pain also traveled through many years.

(End of this chapter)