Demon Ruins.
The former site of the Heart Demon Sect, the former leader of the demonic path, sank to the bottom of the endless sea of black dragons. No one knew what was under the demonic ruins.
An ordinary old man walked on the bottom of the Black Dragon Sea. Huge and terrifying ancient sea beasts swam by his side, looking at him as if he were nothing. The old man moved slowly in one direction, strolling leisurely.
A huge dark mountain range appeared in front of him. The mountain range was still a hundred feet away from the bottom of the sea, as if suspended in the endless sea of black dragons.
As the old man walked in, a huge five-color altar with a radius of thousands of feet appeared under the dark mountain range on the seabed. Although the five-color altar was large, it was comparable to the dark mountain range, like a sparrow and a Kunpeng. There was no comparison.
A figure in a linen shirt sat cross-legged on the altar, with a thin and pale face, a white beard and white eyebrows. A thick gray-white iron chain was tied to his hands, wrists, feet, ankles and waist, connecting the five directions of the altar.
Above the head of the old man in linen clothes was the dark mountain range. It was lifeless and seemed to be a mummy. However, the next moment he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the old man in gray clothes walking towards him, and said softly: "Brother Hua, I haven't seen you for a thousand years, but your style remains the same." .”
There was some pain in the eyes of the old man in gray clothes, and he said: "Thank you for your hard work. You have an invincible appearance, but you have spent your whole life in order to prevent the Demon Ruins from being shattered. You are the number one demon in the sea. How many people in the world still remember you?"
This dark mountain range is the Demon Ruins. During the Ancient Tribulation, the Demon Realm shattered and sank into the Black Dragon Sea. It has always been the gate of the Heart Demon Sect.
The old man in hemp shirt was calm and said: "Although I carry the Demon Ruins on my back and suppress the Demon Abyss with one hand, I am not as good as you. I am sitting here quietly and have nothing to worry about. However, you are the planner of the Hedao plan. This The amount of effort that goes into it is something I would never be able to do.”
The old man in the hemp shirt sighed deeply. He could only try his best to prevent the cracks in the Demon Abyss from expanding, but he could not stop the invasion of evil spirits from outside the sky. The goddess and Dugu carried the sky in a battle. One died and the other was seriously injured. It was extremely detrimental to the earth star, but he did everything. No.
Dugu has been sitting in the Demonic Abyss carrying Tianku for fifteen hundred years. He has met him a few times. He and Tiannu are both top figures. He can't understand why the two of them suddenly started to attack. Any death would be extremely serious for Earth Star. Big loss.
The old man in gray clothes walked up to the five-color altar and sat cross-legged on the ground, facing him. As he waved, a small table appeared between the two of them, with a watering can on it.
The old man in gray said softly: "The Hedao plan is going well. If it succeeds, it may be able to completely solve the problem of evil spirits outside the world. However, people are unpredictable and everyone wants to fight for the throne. I am not very sure."
The old man in the hemp shirt lifted the wine pot and took a sip from the spout. He felt refreshed and very satisfied. He frowned and said: "You have to be careful about Gai Feiyi. This person will do anything to prove the emperor. I'm afraid he will destroy the alliance." Dao plan!”
The gray-clothed old man's eyes flashed, and he said: "The Hedao plan cannot fail. This is Earth Star's last hope. I have already said hello to the goddess, and I am just waiting for the evil devil to take the bait."
Then his expression changed slightly, he looked at the Black Dragon Sea, frowned and said: "The Killing Heart Buddha went to the Law Enforcement Hall!"
The old man in the hemp shirt grinned slightly and said: "It depends on how they deal with it. If this Nalan Gyatso has no inner demons and devotes himself to cultivating Taoism, he will definitely be a strong contender for the imperial road..."
The eyes of the old man in gray seemed to be able to see through the clouds and see the sun. The scene in his eyes gradually changed layer by layer, and he saw an ancient and magnificent building: the Law Enforcement Hall.
Outside the hall, stood a little monk in red, holding a lifeless woman in his arms.
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"Nalan Gyatso asks to see the goddess!"
The little monk in red was none other than Brahma Buddha Nalan Gyatso. He hugged Fu Xinjun, who was wearing a red wedding dress, bent his knees and slowly knelt on the ground, shouting loudly.
A middle-aged man in white robes quickly walked out of the law enforcement hall and helped him up, saying: "The goddess of heaven already knows your purpose of coming. You should go back. There is no resurrection after death. The Buddha has mourned and submitted!"
After hearing this, Nalan Gyatso kowtowed to the hall, put his forehead to the ground, and said: "The poor monk swears that he is willing to cultivate the righteous path of heaven and earth for another hundred thousand years, just to open a path for reincarnation so that Mr. Fu Xin can reincarnate!"
He had gradually begun to possess the cultivation level of his previous life, and was able to directly step into the fifteenth level of the other side of the sky in a very short period of time. With one word, he exuded endless Buddha light, and his realm gradually fell, from the fifth level of Shenqiao to The peak of suffering.
A long and gentle sigh came from the hall, as if traveling through time and space, the indifferent voice of the goddess sounded: "She is the Taoist body of the heavenly sacrifice. She can mend the gaps in the sky and the earth, and can protect the earth and the stars for thousands of years. Do you want the safety of these sentient beings or do you want to she?"
Buddhism and Taoism are merciful and compassionate. In ancient times, there was a Buddha who cut flesh to serve an eagle. However, Nalan Gyatso did not even raise his head and replied: "I just ask the heaven and earth to open a line and send her to reincarnation. If there is a disaster in the three realms in the future, I, Nalan Gyatso, will Take it all!"
His voice was neither sad nor happy, but revealed a sense of determination. Fu Xinjun in his arms slowly turned into a point of light and disappeared between the sky and the earth. Nalan Gyatso suddenly raised his head and grabbed the last ray of light and shouted loudly. : "Xinjun!"
The last ray of light dissipated between his fingers, and he seemed to hear her laughing in his ear: "Nalan, after you get married, all your money has to be handed over to me for safekeeping. If you behave well, I will reward you." A little, a little..."
The middle-aged man in white shirt helped Nalan Gyatso up and said, "Son of Buddha, my condolences!"
Since ancient times, Buddhism and Taoism have always given people the impression of being ruthless and lustful, and avoiding drinking, sex, and wealth. Apart from the fake monks in the secular world, this was the first time he saw a talented Buddhist and Taoist being tainted with love and sex.
Nalan Gyatso waved his hand, bowed deeply in the direction of the palace, and then said to the middle-aged man in white shirt: "In the future, if Nalan is useful in the Law Enforcement Hall, he will do whatever he can to help him!"
He glanced at the palace and left immediately. This time he would definitely be severely punished by the temple. It was a taboo to indulge in women, and his cultivation would be greatly damaged as a result. The temple would not let him off easily.
Nalan Gyatso smiled, his red clothes were like blood, and whispered: "Buddha said he would save all sentient beings, but Buddha didn't understand love, so how could he save those who were frustrated in love?"
He is the reincarnation of the third generation of Buddha, the Killing Heart Buddha, with his memories. He did not awaken the memory of his previous life until he was fifteen years old. He often wonders whether he is the Killing Heart Buddha or Nalan Gyatso. He even doubts whether he is the Killing Heart Buddha or Nalan Gyatso. Have things been arranged in advance?
Nalan Gyatso thought about this, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. If someone really plotted against him, he wouldn't mind starting a killing spree. As he thought about it, his feet unconsciously accelerated!
The middle-aged man in white shirt watched the figure in red go away. He turned around and walked into the palace with a helpless smile. It seemed that Buddhism and Taoism would not be stable for long, but the struggle between the emperor and the emperor was a mess, and even the goddess of heaven could not control it.
"Nalan Gyatso will make great progress after this incident. Dugu, Gongshu, Zhong Xinzheng and other top geniuses are all famous. It seems that our palace has to join the game." The middle-aged man in white shirt said to himself.
The battle between the emperor and the emperor is like a huge chess game. The world is the chessboard, and all living beings are the pieces. One general can make a thousand bones. It is still difficult to say who is the chess piece and who is the player.
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The old man in a hemp shirt shook the wine pot and said with a smile: "What kind of wine is this? It's a fairy brew!"
"It's just wine that ordinary people drink. You only drink it once in a thousand years. Horse urine can give you the taste of fairy water." The old man in white waved his hand, and dozens of wine bottles appeared, forming a pile. Xiaoshan immediately stood up and left.
