I Really Don't Want to Be the Boss

The Bana flowers are blooming more beautifully. On both sides of Huangquan, there are bright Bana flowers everywhere.

The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side, and the flowers on the other side fall into the underworld.The flowers bloom and the leaves fall without meeting each other, and the difference between life and life will never be destined.

Strange, when did I become so talented?

It would be great if I also had Bianhua flowers growing on me, I am not happy.

Looking at Bianhua in a daze.

One hundred thousand years of the Ming calendar.

A Buddhist monk named Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great vow that hell would not be empty and that he would never become a Buddha, and entered the underworld.

His behavior was strongly resisted by the Yin God of the underworld, but there were people behind Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, so the matter was left alone.

However, when Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva made a great wish, there was a big commotion, and a seed of the other shore flower floated on my body.

I am very happy, can this seed produce beautiful Bana flowers?

One hundred thousand and fifty years of the Ming calendar.

The other side of my body is blooming.

However, the other shore flowers on both sides of Huangquan can get sufficient nutrients.

I am bare and have nothing on my body, so this other shore flower is not beautiful, and it is still very delicate.

I am very worried, can it grow normally?

For so many years, it is the only thing that has accompanied me.

One hundred thousand and three hundred years of the Ming calendar.

The other shore flower on my body is about to die.

Bianhua can't exist forever like me, and it doesn't get much nourishment from me, so it is very weak compared to other Bianhua.

I'm a little worried about it, but I'm just a mountain, I can't do anything, I'm sad.

One hundred thousand and five hundred years of the Ming calendar.

The other shore flower on my body has withered.

I am very sad.

If I were a ghost, I would be so sad that I would cry at this time.

However, I am a mountain. When I am sad, I cannot cry, and when I am happy, I cannot laugh.

Don't die, don't live alone.

I don't want to see it wither, I can't lose its company.

I hope it comes back to life.

But I'm just a mountain.

A miracle happened.

From my body, a black lotus flew out, which revived the Bianhua, and the resurrected Bianhua was a little different.

Strange, what is this black lotus?

Why does it appear from me?

Has it been with me all these years?

The [-]-year Ming calendar.

The Bianhua who was rescued by Heilian is really different.

She is more miraculous than the other Bianhua flowers. She seems to have become a spirit, with eyes and consciousness.

She practiced under the black lotus every day, very hard.

I wanted to talk to her, but she probably couldn't hear or understand, so I decided to practice hard.

Made up my mind.

Looking at the Bianhua on his body, he was in a daze.

Thirteen thousand years of the Ming calendar.

The Bianhua who practiced under the black lotus has turned into a beautiful girl. I am very pleased and want to show the smile of my old father, but I am a mountain and cannot smile.

She has become a beautiful girl, but, because no one taught her, she can't dress yet.

I changed a beautiful dress for her.

She is very happy.

In her heart, she must respect me as a father.

Strange, I have never seen the clothes I changed for her, why can I change them?

it's wired?

Amidst a burst of doubts, he fell into a daze.

Eighteen thousand years of the Ming calendar.

Tens of thousands of years later in a daze.

My daughter is gone.

I am very depressed.

She is my daughter who was raised by me.

strangeness?Am I married?When did I have a daughter?

I have been in a daze for too long, and my consciousness is not working.

Do I really have a daughter?

The Ming calendar is [-] years old.

I miss my daughter,

Although I am not sure whether I have a daughter or not.

The Ming calendar is two hundred thousand years old.

There is a beautiful woman with red hair who often visits me, but I am in a daze so I don't always notice her.

I think she's kind of like my daughter.

But do I have a daughter?

Even if I do have a daughter, my daughter shouldn't be like this.

As an immovable mountain, it is really too boring. I decided to practice and become a ghost to pursue freedom.

The Ming calendar is [-] years old.

Spiritual practice.

The Ming calendar is [-] years old.

Spiritual practice.

Three hundred thousand years of the Ming calendar.

I became a spirit, and I took shape.

But the appearance is not vicious or majestic at all, it looks like a six or seven-year-old child, unhappy, I hope the appearance of the incarnation is more aggressive.

The red-haired woman is in Montenegro again, annoying.

I don't want others to see me like this, so I didn't go to see her.

In the [-] year of the Ming calendar, I became the great demon king of the underworld, nicknamed the old demon of Montenegro.

Countless years later, the end of Dharma came, and the immortals and Buddhas in the heavens and the ghosts in the underworld disappeared.

I conquered it, and I used to look at the city of vain death in a daze.

(PS: Thanks to 'Drinking Poisoned Wine with a Smile_' for the reward.)

Chapter 57 Sealing the Way of Heaven, One Hundred Years Later

The Great Emperor of Montenegro ruled the world.

Humanity, which had already collapsed, became worse with the birth of the Black Mountain Great, and the order of the dynasty was completely destroyed. In this era, the imperial power gave way, and it completely became the era of the Black Mountain Great.

"There is no emperor in the world!"

However, although the possessed Heavenly Dao fears the power of the World Honored One, it resolutely does not allow another new Heavenly Emperor to be born in this world.

Therefore, even if Wutian is taking the opportunity to win over the divine power of the Emperor of Heaven.

The Eye of Heaven's Punishment still did not give up, and wanted to separate Wutian from the Divine Power of the Emperor of Heaven.

Facing such a way of heaven, Wutian just said coldly.

"Those who block my way will be killed without mercy!"

The primordial spirit Hei Lian flew away from Wutian's body, and above the Hei Lian, a magnificent scene of opening up the world evolved.

Afterwards, a vast force erupted from the primordial spirit black lotus, and it seemed that even the movement of the stars in the universe was affected by that vast force.

After the Eye of Punishment resisted for a few breaths, it was forced to turn into free lightning scattered in the universe and starry sky.

"Please, World Honored One, to end everything in the last era."

Wutian saluted the terrifying shadow in the cosmic starry sky.

"Those who should go should not stay. This is true for immortals, Buddhas, and heaven."

Words follow, a vast invisible force distorts the mystery of heaven and earth, and reverses the primordial universe.

Afterwards, the dark shadows in the cosmic starry sky disappeared.

All living beings in the world felt that their minds were suddenly clear, as if an unknown change had taken place.