Chapter 580
"elder sister……"

"Miss..."

Duan Yixue dispersed, and all the flower saints and King Kong shouted in tears, but unfortunately it was of no avail.

Wang Mu froze in the air.

Mozun and Taotian around frowned, and couldn't bear to look directly, Xiao Linglong gently pulled Wang Mu's arm, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't know how to comfort her.

"The flowers on the other side bloom, don't lose and don't mourn." Above the western sky, the Tathagata said.

Countless Buddhas were dejected, silently chanting the Buddha's words of transcendence, and the quiet Sanskrit sound echoed all over the sky.

Countless pink, white and yellow spots of light lingered in the sky, hovering above Wang Muyi's head, seemingly reluctant to part, but they still slowly disappeared after all.

In the end, all the light spots disappeared, but a pink bead appeared in the air, a teardrop-like seed, like the flower sage's last nostalgia for this world and this old friend, slowly falling down.

Wang Mu stretched out his hand, and the seed automatically fell into Wang Mu's hand, like a kind of commemoration.

Looking at the pink seeds in his hands, the black energy on Wang Mu's body dissipated by itself, and his eyes returned to their previous appearance, but those eyes made others tremble.

Sad eyes.

He just watched quietly, standing quietly between the heaven and the earth, as if he wanted to stand like this forever.

No one knew what he was thinking, but people knew he must be very sad.

The young man in white clothes, at the most difficult, the most confused, the most painful, and when he had nothing to love in his life, met the leader of the flower saint, met this group of spotless flower saints and king kong, they were ethereal and pure, in that Only in their world, the young man's heart that was completely ashes slowly regained its vitality.

It is they who made the Flower Buddha.

Now, the head of the flower sage has disappeared because of him.

How could the merciful Flower Buddha not be sad.

"Can you help him?" Li Meng, who was next to the Taoist God of Freedom, asked in the high sky.

Jiang Shuai's eyes were still calm, he locked on Hua Buddha, and his voice was as powerful as ever, "I can't help him, if I help him, he will lose, this is his own doom."

"Boss Hero, you, you can turn back time. Didn't the head of the flower sage just want to go back to the past?" tears.

Jiang Shuai glanced at Xiaodi, raised his hand to touch her small head with braids, and chuckled, "What she wants is to start again after the experience, if time goes back to the beginning, everything after that will happen as it should , still happens.”

"Then, can she come back?" Li Meng asked again.

"Only if the heart is not dead can it be eternal," Jiang Shuai smiled. "She has already died. This is the catastrophe of the Flower Buddha. The catastrophe was cultivated under the peach blossom tree for 3 years. If she realizes it, she may come back. This is also the catastrophe of the Flower Buddha." The kalpa, the gods and creatures born by the founding Yuanling have to pass through the kalpa, Pangu is, Hongjun is also, and these flower saints and King Kong are also. The flower Buddha is the kalpa of the flower saint and King Kong, and these flower saints and King Kong are also the kalpa of the flower Buddha."

"Then, what if he can't understand?" Li Meng asked again.

"Heh," Jiang Shuai chuckled, looked down at Wang Mu and said, "He will understand, this straight-hearted man will not give up."

"Yixue, don't be afraid, hehe, this is the sin of the poor monk, and you shouldn't bear it. Don't you want to go back to the past? Then we will start again." Suddenly, Wang Mu laughed, and wept with a smile, Tears fell on the seeds in the hands.

Then, he floated to the ground and walked towards the place where the peach blossom tree grew.

The tornado has long since dissipated and disappeared, the peach blossom tree collapsed and disappeared, the sound of the vast earth is full of devastated cracks, and a huge circular deep pit, that is where the roots of the peach blossom tree were, but at the moment there is nothing in the deep pit, only A piece of black and red scorched earth, not a blade of grass grows.

In that land, was the founding Yuanling who had been demonized and then fell into a deep sleep, without any vitality.

Wang Mu landed, bent down, carefully pushed aside a piece of black-red soil, placed the seeds in it, and buried them carefully, then sat down cross-legged.

I don't know how long the silence was. He was always looking at the soil where the seeds were buried, with thousands of thoughts churning in his heart, and tens of thousands of years of experience flashed by.

Suddenly, he had a strange feeling, and his eye sockets became moist again.

"Yixue, I feel it. Hehe." He chuckled, "I feel the love you mentioned."

He closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and said, "Love is also the Tao. When love reaches its extreme, the four elements are all empty. I thought that after 3 years of penance under the peach blossom tree, I have become a Buddha, but I didn't expect that I just became enlightened in these 3 years. Cultivate the kalpa of Buddha." Opening his eyes, Wang Mu looked at the scorched earth with the most tender eyes, and said softly: "Throughout the ages, I have tasted the cycle of life and death, swords, lights and swords. You let me taste all the hatred and entanglements again. , Only then can we reach the end of this catastrophe, but I don’t know how long it will take before I can truly comprehend the way of emptiness, at that time, will you come back?”

The extremely gentle voice, like a light call in a dream, everyone can hear clearly.

All the wind in the world stopped, as if he had fallen into this deep sadness and couldn't extricate himself.

Then, Wang Mu sat up straight, closed his eyes, and squeezed out the seal with both hands.

"Om..." The surrounding space trembled, and seven-colored spiritual power appeared on Wang Mu's body, and countless white and yellow light spots flickered in the seven-colored spiritual power. Then, the seven-colored spiritual power and white and yellow light spots flowed from Wang Mu's body like clear water. Then, it pours into the earth, and gathers into the bit of soil where the seed is buried.

"Brother, we will help you." Seeing Wang Mu's movements, Ye Feng said, and then sat down cross-legged.

"Sister, wait, everything will start again." Looking at the pile of soil, Ye Feng said again, then closed his eyes, and squeezed out the same seal as Wang Mu with both hands.

"Om..." The void trembled again, Ye Feng's body was covered in dark green, and there were infinite white and yellow light spots flickering in the dark green, mixed with the water-like dark green spiritual power, which was poured into the ground continuously, into the pinch of soil middle.

Huangfu Yanran, Bingyue, Bingling'er, Liu Qingqing, Lanjie, Xiaomin, Ningshuang, Bai Xiaoyu, Xing Xiaoxiao, Long Xiaoyuan, Huo Hua, the eleven flower saints looked at each other, and then sat down together and did Made the same movements as Wang Mu and Ye Feng.

"Sister, just wait." Duan Yirui wiped away his tears, and then looked at the other king kong.

Yan Kuan, Man You, Wu Wei, Wang Junhui, Ye Guying, and Xiao Ba nodded their heads, then sat down cross-legged with Duan Yirui, closed their eyes and made out the seal.

As a result, strips of light formed by spiritual power appeared on the desolate land where not a single blade of grass grew, like rivers, converging from all directions into the small handful of soil in the center.

The sky and the earth were silent, and all the gods watched quietly, and their hearts were full of prayers.

Xiao Linglong and Mozun first wanted to help, but they couldn't help, because they couldn't control the founding Yuanling, because all this was the doom of Wang Mu, these flower saints and King Kong.

"It's all gone, I want to seal this place." At this moment, above the sky, Taoist Xiaoyao said.

The gods all over the sky looked at each other, then at Jiang Shuai respectfully, and then disappeared into the void.

Soon, the sky and the earth returned to clear, leaving only Xiaoyao Taoist Gods and Patriarch Hongjun left.

On the ground, Mozun and Taotian took a deep look at Wang Mu, who had closed his eyes, before turning around and leaving.

Xiao Linglong and Ah Hua stayed behind.

Xiao Linglong stood behind Wang Mu, looking at Wang Mu covered in colorful clothes, Xiao Linglong smiled sweetly again, and said, "Master, I won't go, I will stay with you, no matter how long, after you said everything is over Just keep me by your side.”

Ah Hua didn't say anything, just smiled, with eyes full of innocence, and stood quietly beside Wu Wei, just like before.

"Roar..." The sound of dragon chant came from the sky.

A cyan water dragon galloped from the sky, and after a few twists and turns, it came to the front, and then the cyan color dissipated, and a graceful woman in cyan clothes landed, gracefully, with an affectionate smile, standing beside Ye Feng.

"You've finally calmed down, hehe, so you won't run away from me anymore. I'll be with you." Looking at Ye Feng who was motionless with his eyes closed, Qing'er said.

Almost at the same time, another ray of light flew over and settled behind Wang Junhui. It was Chang'er, who also didn't say anything, but just looked at Wang Junhui affectionately, and then Chang'er also stood there motionless like petrified.

After everything was over, high above the sky, Daoist Xiaoyao waved his hand lightly, and saw the void suddenly distort and transform, a chaotic color streaked across the sky, and when the sky returned to clear, the scorched earth on the earth disappeared Everyone, including Wang Muyi, disappeared.

……

According to the legends of later generations, the Flower Buddha practiced for tens of thousands of years, saved the Flower Sage and King Kong, and the Flower Saint and King Kong fell for tens of thousands of years, and became the Flower Buddha.

Another 3 years later.

In the Hundred Thousand Miles Barrier, the black and red scorched earth changed back to the color it was 3 years ago. In the center of the Hundred Thousand Miles Land, Wang Mu was covered with dust, like a stone sculpture motionless, his whole body was gray and white.

The stone carvings and eleven huge cloud-like pink peach blossoms form a circle, and outside the circle, there are eight round and smooth dark green stone seats.

In the brilliant sky of a hundred thousand li enchantment, a gorgeous and exquisite bird circled, and it cried a few times from time to time.A cyan water dragon meanders, sometimes giving out a deep dragon moan.There is also a mermaid flapping its huge and gorgeous tail in the blue sea-like sky from time to time.

Another 3 years later, flowers and plants grew in the land of [-] miles, the stone carvings became harder, and the human form was almost invisible, the eleven peach blossoms became larger and more conspicuous, and the eight stone embryos became darker green and more dazzling.

And in the center surrounded by peach blossoms and stone tires, a bud emitting colorful light has broken out of the finely divided flowers and plants. It is the seed planted by Wang Mu himself 6 years ago. The seed of the head of the flower saint.

If you look closely, you can also find that there are criss-crossed thin colored lines spreading on the land full of flowers and plants, spreading towards the deeper and farther land. The land of a hundred thousand miles is covered with such lines like tree roots. Occasionally, a huge network of white and yellow light spots flashes, as if to cover all the land in the entire Three Realms and Nine Regions.

Another 3 years later...

(End of this chapter)

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