"Where does the wind come from?"
Yang Ning's eyes did not open, but the breeze blew across her cheeks, and Yang Ning felt the breath of the wind.
"If there is wind, will there be other things?"
Yang Ning continued to meditate, because there was such a long stretch of yellow sand, and he was in the center at the moment, and there should be no wind. In other words, his own meditation, and finding the direction in constant thinking, would gradually change the sea of yellow sand that people are crossing.
Yang Ning was a little lucky that she didn't walk rashly, otherwise she would have died of exhaustion in the long yellow sand.
Keep meditating, keep thinking, and let the breeze blow.
In the previous life, I didn't know my parents. I only knew that I was picked up by my master. That was my cheap master. He was usually very strict with me, but when it came to where he picked me up, he was also very secretive. Whenever I asked him At any time, he would use various excuses to excuse it.
But this life is different. Although I have taken away the owner's original body, I still feel the love from my elders during the more than ten years in Yangjiacun.
There is affection and love in the world, but I never felt the love of my parents in my previous life.
Perhaps, this is what one desires most in one's heart. People only desire things they have never had before.
But Yang Ning is different. He cherishes the love from his parents very much, because he was lonely for endless years in his previous life.
"Father, mother..." Even the original owner of this body has almost no memory of his mother. It seems that he has been under the care of his father since he could remember, until the death of the original owner, Yang Ninghun Wear rebirth.
However, Yang Ning longed for maternal love even more.
Ding Mo, as well as the Heaven and Earth Gate, are all related to his mother to a certain extent, especially the kind of skills Ding Mo performs. If he guessed correctly, he should come from overseas and does not belong to the five continents. place.
Moreover, Ding Mo once said to himself that if he did not break through the fifth level of mountaineering realm within ten years, he should not try to find his mother. This further proved to me that my mother's identity was absolutely extraordinary.
Whether it is to seek revenge for oneself, to find mother's love, or to stay with Wan'er Huini forever, strength is needed.
Strength is the last word.
At this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt a trace of water vapor coming out of the yellow sand around him.
Although it is very rare, and Yang Ning's mind is also blocked, the elixir that has been a practitioner for many years and two lives tells Yang Ning that the surrounding environment has begun to change.
"strength……"
A bright light appeared within an inch of Yang Ning's spiritual platform.
It also made Yang Ning understand a lot, because the strength he desires is not to kill many people, nor to be famous, but to simply protect this relationship, whether it is family or friendship, and Or love, all prove that you need strength.
"Since this strength is so special, let him protect it." Yang Ning understood the purpose of strength for the second time.
"Strength?" Just as Yang Ning finished naming, suddenly a golden light appeared in the light in the spiritual platform.
"This is?"
Yang Ning was puzzled. After entering Duren Lane and falling into the sea of yellow sand, all his strength was gone. How could there be light?
Could it be?
Yang Ning felt a little incredible, because this was impossible.
But as water vapor gradually formed in the surrounding environment, it meant that Yang Ning did not have to worry about dying of thirst for the time being.
Keep thinking hard.
Along the way, I have experienced a lot of life and death, and I have also seen many people die because of me, especially strong men like Jian Jue. This is my guilt and my responsibility. I have no way to bring these people back to life, but Yang Ning still hopes that they can feel at ease in the so-called underworld.
"Transferring people and souls is just an illusion. It doesn't matter life, it doesn't matter death. The symbol of life has always been like this." Yang Ning suddenly opened his eyes, because the golden color in the spiritual platform was even more dazzling. Yang Ning could no longer think.
"If I'm not wrong, you should be the so-called Buddha..." Yang Ning opened his eyes, and within the square inch that his eyes could see, a golden body gradually became clear.
As the dazzling golden light condensed, the yellow sand and the blazing sun seemed to be inferior.
The golden light began to gather, then condensed.
An outline gradually became clear.
In the golden color, it is sacred and inviolable, and it seems to be no less generous than the immortals in the sky.
But in the Qingming ring on Yang Ning's finger, and in the seal under the abyss, the Demon Lord was not calm anymore, because he felt the enemy's breath.
"What happened to this kid? How did he come into contact with such an enemy? Or..." The Demon Lord was a little at a loss. The only wish in his heart was not to let him find out that he was hiding in this ring.
"Bad boy, what's going on?" Demon Lord asked, but there was no response for a long time. Only then did Demon Lord discover that he couldn't sense everything in the outside world through the ring, which meant that Yang Ning was now in a place. The special space has blocked everything, including strength, which naturally includes the Qingming Ring.
The Demon Lord's strength was already weak due to the seal. In addition, the seal wanted to devour him all the time, which made the Demon Lord feel more dangerous than ever before.
At this moment, the magic wheel, after sensing its former enemy, naturally did not dare to make a sound, and waited quietly, waiting in the dark underground of the abyss.
…
The blurred outline gradually appeared in the glow, and in the glow, the golden color became more brilliant. Yang Ning's eyes felt stinging, even more frightening than the blazing sun in the sky.
"Amitabha……"
The treasure is solemn and sacred and inviolable.
"Who are you?"
There are bursts of Buddha's voice, and the sound of the Zen field is endless, echoing throughout the sea of yellow sand.
Yang Ning struggled to cover her eyes with her hands, and could only glance at Jinxia with the corner of her eyes.
"Amitabha……"
The only answer to Yang Ning was the Zen sound that made Yang Ning feel scared.
"Are you Amitabha?" Yang Ning suddenly seemed to think of something and asked.
"Yes!" The golden, dignified golden statue finally changed a word, but it was also a simple answer.
The golden light glanced at Yang Ning, seemingly a little surprised, but just as he glanced at Yang Ning in an instant, Amitabha discovered something.
"Unexpectedly, here, this one-in-a-billion incarnation can actually see an old acquaintance..." The voice was like a rainbow, echoing between heaven and earth.
"Old acquaintance?" Yang Ning was confused. When did she become an old acquaintance with this kind of existence that only existed in books?
A ray of golden light shot towards Yang Ning. Yang Ning didn't even have time to resist, she felt a sting in her heart, and then she felt that her Qingming ring was opened.
"Haha... I never thought you, an old bald ass, could actually discover this Demon Lord..." It was the Demon Lord's voice.
"So it's you." Amitabha said.
I saw the figure of the Demon Lord appearing in the sky, but it was just a shadow, not the Demon Lord's true body.
"Why, you old bald ass shouldn't be surprised to see this Demon Lord?" The Demon Lord's body gradually grew taller, and the black shadow covering the sky was already on par with Amitabha Buddha in the golden light. Obviously, the former Demon Lord, It should be at the same level as Amitabha.
Yang Ning was stunned, but he also understood that the old acquaintance mentioned by Amitabha was not referring to him, but to the Demon Lord.
"Demon Lord, I didn't expect that you were actually sealed..." Amitabha could naturally see that the Demon Lord at this moment did not have much strength at all, and was not even a match for his incarnation. However, Amitabha also understood that with just his own Incarnate, it is impossible to kill the Demon King.
Moreover, this place is crossing the Yellow Sand Sea, and this incarnation of himself is just a simple consciousness, unable to contact the main body at all, nor can it spread the news that the Demon Lord is in the earthly world.
"You don't have to worry about this Demon Lord's affairs, you old bald ass." When he mentioned that he was sealed, the Demon Lord became angry. If he hadn't been so powerful and killed the Sky-piercing Spear King, I'm afraid that his current situation would have been over. It is not far from death.
"Why, old bald donkey, have you fallen in love with this Demon Lord's disciple?" Suddenly the Demon Lord seemed to have a bad taste, glanced at Yang Ning, and asked with interest.
Yang Ning was stunned. When did he become the disciple of the Demon Lord? But in this fight between gods, isn't it normal for a weak chicken like him to suffer...
Yang Ning was speechless.
But after seeing the disinterested expression on Amitabha's face, she knew that Amitabha had not misunderstood, otherwise Yang Ning would not even dare to think about what would happen to her.
Even today's encounter, Yang Ning felt as if he was in a dream. This was the Amitabha Buddha he had only seen in books. He actually saw it with his own eyes. Although it was just an incarnation, it could also prove that Amitabha Buddha really exists. , it is very likely that it exists in the sky realm in the same world as Hui Ni.
Amitabha looked at Yang Ning, and a golden light enveloped Yang Ning.
Yang Ning suddenly felt that he didn't have any secrets at all, and he just felt like he was being ignored.
Yang Ning had a dark look on his face.
"Demon Lord, I'm afraid you are overthinking it. Although you cannot see through this boy's future, I believe that you will never be able to make him your disciple." Amitabha said, the golden light retracted, and his solemn eyes were He looked deeply at Yang Ning.
kindness? What's going on?
Yang Ning became even more confused.
"Haha, old bald donkey, it's not fun at all." The demon lord's phantom has long hair like a waterfall, and the devil's energy lingers all over his body. He then said: "Old bald donkey, you disturbed this demon lord just to bring trouble to me. Are you talking about this?" In fact, the Demon Lord also had his own concerns, but his tone was full of impatience.
"The devil is too worried. This incarnation of mine cannot do this." Amitabha is still a majestic holy image, and it does not change because of the devil's impatience.
"Since you can't do it, then don't disturb this devil's sleep..." the devil said, and the huge shadow began to fade.
After a while, the demonic energy dissipated and completely integrated into Yang Ning's fingers.
"Uh-huh..." At this moment, Yang Ning found that the little unicorn had jumped up on his shoulder. His two red eyes carefully looked at the solemn golden statue in the sky, and he couldn't help shouting.
Yang Ning gently stroked Xiao Qilin's head, signaling him not to get excited.
At this time, the golden statue of Amitabha looked at the little unicorn on Yang Ning's shoulder with surprise and said, "I didn't expect that a little guy like you could actually be protected by a holy beast. It surprises me."
Yang Ning smiled bitterly.
"Uh-huh-huh..." He seemed to be confused and shouted towards the golden statue in the sky.
"Forty-nine avenues, escape one of them. I never thought that in my incarnation, I could actually see this one..." There was a slight bitterness in the voice, and there were countless sorrows.
"Amitabha, what do you mean?" Yang Ning became even more confused.
"It's okay. Since you are crossing the yellow sand sea now, let's finish your tempering first..." Amitabha said, a golden light dropped down and actually fell on the little unicorn on Yang Ning's shoulder, and said: " Since I have met my old friend, I naturally have to give you something, so consider this protection as a helping hand." But then, I saw the little unicorn turning into a ray of light and entering the Qingming Ring.
"Thank you, senior." Yang Ning didn't know how to address Amitabha for a while, but still treated him respectfully as a swordsman.
"Crossing the Yellow Sand Sea, you can only rely on yourself to study it next. It's time for my incarnation to leave..."
Yang Ning was a little confused.
"You can't get out if you cross the yellow sand sea without moving..." The voice has disappeared along with the golden statue, completely disappearing between heaven and earth.
