I Honor

: The Wind Rises

Hearing Zhen Yuanzi’s simple answer, Jiuling Yuansheng couldn’t help but sigh:

“It’s been several years faster than I expected. The world is really unpredictable. When it comes to you and me, I still can’t see God’s will clearly. What’s the use of deduction or Yidao?”

Saying that, it turned its head and walked away, stepped out of the grand and solemn black hall, soared in the dark sky above the dark underworld, lost its ghostly aura, the appearance of the emperor, and the authority of this place, and returned to the appearance of the great sage of the monster race , Break through layers of fog, and return to the Fusang ancient tree realm.

According to its original thinking, it can still comprehend all the mysteries of the afterlife world for several years, so as to grasp some key points of the end of the catastrophe. Who would have thought that Zhen Yuanzi would come so quickly and so powerfully?

Inside the palace hall, the black mist left by Jiuling Yuansheng was rolling endlessly, highlighting the blurred Dao patterns, which condensed into a gloomy and gray emperor’s seal, which fell into the hands of Zhen Yuanzi, which was built by Emperor Fengdu A symbol of authority in the underworld

“Before Pindao had this encounter, how did he know the layout of the prison in the fairy world?” Zhen Yuanzi also sighed.

Everything seems to be arranged

He spread his hands to catch the Qinghui Emperor Seal, opened his mouth, and spit out a quiet and dead light, breaking through the upper layer of restrictions, leaving a little mark on the cardinal.

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The gloomy underworld seems to be thundered, and the refined Huangquan surges forward, running through the chaotic time, connecting a piece of decayed and ancient Yin soil, and converging into the real Huangquan flowing on it

I don’t know how many layers this yin soil is divided into. The bottom is the evil spirit sacrificial pool at the beginning of the era. On it is the dead marsh of the demon gods when the Jiuyou struggled for hegemony. There are so many hells in the underworld that have been established, the new suppresses the old, and the present covers the past, making “history” seem like a fossil, and the core of this shady soil, no matter how many layers are accumulated, will always stand tall A Luofeng mountain with deep turbidity and unfading pitch blackness, this is the current dojo of Ghost Emperor Xuanming.

However, at this moment, even though K’s cold eyes were infested with anger, and his roar could be heard everywhere, there was still no way to prevent Emperor Fengdu’s underworld from linking up with Luofeng’s Realm. Here is also the false other shore, the two sides are divided into courts, and no one can do anything to the other, and the center of gravity of Xuanming Ghost Emperor is still in the devil.At the Emperor’s Claw, it could get out of control at any time.

The underworld within the layers of mist seemed to suddenly expand countless times, and the ghost soldiers and ghosts were dumbfounded to find that what they could see was no longer hazy mist, but the boundless barren, shady soil swept by the strong wind, and there was an increase in the sky. The black sun and the yellow moon all felt decayed and pale, and his own soul body became more and more solid, and he was even added with a spirit armor shining with silver light.

With the improvement of the various deficiencies in this underworld, the ghost emperor transformed by Zhen Yuanzi looked up at the heavens, paid homage, and solemnly said:

“Please come to the vacuum home”

“Please come to the vacuum home”

After saying it nine times in a row, K suddenly raised his sleeves, and the underworld turned from darkness to pitch black. Layers of mist were pulled by the tornado, flying down from a height, like two giant pythons, and in the infinite distance, a faint light From the beginning, although it has not become bigger, but gradually becomes clear, it is a hazy world that also cannot see the edge, and there is a sense of great freedom and bliss in it, full of eternal silence and tranquility, like the original hometown and final destination of all living beings .

Blossoming white lotuses bloomed, and the clear light turned into mist. Yedi and the envoys who were in it all looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn’t understand what happened, but the supreme and powerful thoughts vaguely revealed in the depths of the vacuum hometown made them dare not doubt. Can only worship.

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This quiet spot crashed into the core of the underworld with a refined light, stirring up endless storms, but it left the ghost soldiers and ghost messengers unaffected.

The storm turned into countless white lotuses, each of which fell down, rooted in every angle of the underworld, some sank into the shadowy soil, and some directly bloomed.

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Rifts of clear light are like real dragons, constantly rising from the core of Yincao, completely covering this world

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In the true chaos, in the center of the Pure Land Buddha Kingdom, which spans infinite kalpas, there is a giant bodhi tree that supports the world, its branches are the way, the leaves are the rules, and everything is there.

At this moment, the “Picture of Ghosts, Gods and True Spirits” hanging on the Bodhi tree was stimulated, and suddenly radiated light,

Where the light shines, an ancient idea of ​​obscurity, emptiness, bliss, and purity appears out of thin air from the giant bodhi tree.

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In the Western Paradise, the central place, the dreamlike mist and bubbles have never changed, surrounded by a square of eight treasure merit pools, there are no water waves inside, deep and hard to see the bottom, as if leading to strange and inexplicable differences. universe.

Suddenly, all these pools of merits and virtues were filled with rays of light, blue as glass, like a dream, and a green lotus full of ancient meanings condensed out.

Qinglian fell, penetrating into dream bubbles and layers of fog.

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Zhen Yuanzi’s eyes were filled with clear light, the vacuum hometown had already merged with this sinister underworld, white lotus petals bloomed one after another in the deepest part, surrounded by a majestic and holy god, the clothes were complicated and light, ancient and elegant, his face seemed to be covered by endless time and space, It was blurry and difficult to see, but the eyes that surpassed everything in the world were impressive.

Zhen Yuanzi immediately bowed down and said solemnly:

“Welcome Mother Home”

Yedi and the rest of the envoys prostrated themselves and shouted together:

“Welcome Mother Home”

The god looked down at the Ks, and said with a faint smile:

“God’s will has changed.”

Beyond the Thirty-Three Heavens, where Dousita Palace is located, Lingquan is everywhere, exotic flowers abound, and fairy birds and auspicious animals can be seen all the time.

The Golden Horn boy was bored watching the Silver Horn boy give Chonghe a sermon, suddenly his heart moved, he looked outside, and saw a golden Buddha with a slightly emaciated appearance sitting on a pure lotus platform, neither entering nor leaving, Standing six feet tall, his face is full of compassion, filling the world with immeasurable meaning.

“Amitabha” the golden horn boy blurted out.

In the mysterious world connected by sea eyes, the Demon Emperor’s Hall stands quietly, and the little fox Qingqiu is hurrying up to practice, trying to further awaken the Demon Holy Spear.

Suddenly, she saw the gates of the Demon Emperor’s Palace open, and a Taoist with a bun on his head stepped in.

This man had a yellow face with a slight beard, and was clear and unrestrained. He glanced at Qingqiu with a smile, and walked slowly into the Demon Emperor’s Palace.

“He was able to enter the deepest part of the Demon Emperor’s Palace that none of us can touch.” Qingqiu stared blankly at this scene.

In the boundless pure land, the ancient Buddha who burns the lamp is thinking about various details and deducing every pass.

Suddenly, K saw Ananda phantom in front of him turning his head to look outside again.

“Our chance has come.” Ananda immediately showed a meaningful smile.

The chance to burn the lamp and the ancient Buddha was at a loss.

Within Jue Dao, the boundless sea of ​​thunder is uncertain.

Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang each hold one side of the “Jade Plate of Creation”, respectively circulating their own meaning of infinite chaos, killing it little by little, and assimilating it into their bodies.

I don’t know how long it took, the water rippled away, as if it was about to turn into a long river, and the jade plate of good fortune flew into ashes inch by inch.

“The Eastern Emperor is worthy of being the ancient emperor.” Meng Qi couldn’t help but sighed with emotion. It was only by refining and absorbing all the avenues and rules on the incomplete good luck jade plate that he directly stepped into the middle reaches of good fortune, and Gu Xiaosang even accumulated Abundance, as long as it is truly owned by oneself, it will be able to break through the barriers.

Of course, directly absorbing and refining other people’s way of cohesion will conflict with oneself, causing the foundation to be unstable, and it will take more time to polish in the future.Meng Qi might even explode and die on the spot, but in the face of the catastrophe, he must step into the realm of consummation as soon as possible and get rid of the remaining spirituality of the Eastern Emperor.

Gu Xiaosang opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up, and was about to speak, when his expression suddenly changed, showing a look of astonishment that Meng Qi had never seen before, and blurted out:

“Mother is back”

The old mother came back at this very moment, and Meng Qi’s mind buzzed, with the same shock.

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