Here are the seven realms of the human world.
Once upon a time, there was a catastrophe here. But it was a strong man's sword that turned the world around and restored the entire world to its former glory.
In the world, there are sculptures standing thousands of feet high. These are the heroic spirits who have died in battle.
The statue at the head is a young man with unparalleled heroic appearance.
To his right is a stunning woman wearing plain clothes. To his left is a red-nosed old man with a slightly red nose.
Headed by these three statues, there are statues one after another standing behind them, including the eternally famous Li Wangsheng, the eternal Northern Wilderness war song, and all the supreme beings who have ever existed appear here, a total of a hundred statues.
In that battle back then, the Supreme Being was almost dead, and there wasn't much left.
Opposite these hundred sculptures, two sculptures stand.
There is a statue with white hair. Although it is just a sculpture, it can still be seen that it looks handsome. In its hand, it holds a long sword, which seems to be able to cut out the clarity of heaven and earth with one sword.
The other one is a middle-aged scholar holding a scroll in his hand.
Every year, whether a monk or a mortal. There will be talented people worshiping these hundreds of sculptures. Pay homage to these heroes.
Because it is because of their existence that the world can continue to exist.
But in the Western Land, thousands of bones are still buried.
In the past, the Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Western Land used their own flesh and blood to gather the great aspirations of all living beings in the Western Land and killed two immortals for the human world, leaving behind the first chess piece in the human world.
Although Xi Tu has returned to its past. When the earth has turned bright red. This is poured out with countless blood and will not be dispersed for ten thousand years.
Temple after temple occupies an area, but there is no longer a Buddhist gate. But those temples, those statues of gods and Buddhas, have always been visited by strong men who have not died in battle, and they have been sweeping them and lighting them with incense.
In a land in the west, a young monk walked naked on the red earth.
He came from the Eastern Sea and entered the Western Land. I vow never to return in this life.
The young monk wants to exorcise the souls of all the dead who died in the past battles in this western land.
A wisp of red smoke rushed out from the red earth and rushed into the sky. I don’t know if it’s an illusion or what. When this wisp of red smoke floated into the sky, it was cleared in an instant. No red smoke could be seen rising into the sky.
The young monk chanted the Buddha's name, turned around and looked back.
Behind this, the earth is brown. The color of the two sides is completely different, no longer bright red.
Every time he crosses a dead land, the red color of that land fades away and becomes the land of the past.
When the red smoke cleared, a ray of golden light instantly fell on the young monk's head, causing his body to shine with golden light.
This is the Buddha's light. A young monk who was only eleven years old, the Buddha's light reached thousands of feet. This Buddhist cultivation level is close to the realm of transformation into gods.
The young monk withdrew his gaze, chanted the Buddha's name again, and continued walking on the red land ahead with bare feet.
"Amitabha, the Father of All Dharmas once said. Back then, the founder of Buddhism in the Western Land crossed the sky with a reed and crossed the land of death. He appeared in the Western Land with the light of the Buddha."
"Today, the Western Land has become a dead land. I am willing to use my own efforts to imitate the Buddhist ancestors of the past, and then use Buddha to illuminate the dead land and restore the Western Land."
"It's just that the young monk is afraid that he will live up to Wanfa's father's last wish. As a stepson, he cannot leave a legacy for his royal family."
The young monk chanted the Buddha's name again, suddenly stopped and looked back.
He seemed to see a figure in white riding a white tiger rushing out of the blue sea in the distance and heading east.
In the East China Sea, a young man carrying a peach wood sword suddenly opened his eyes.
In front of him, there is a tombstone.
There are no bones in the tombstones, they are empty.
This is his junior sister, a woman who once took charge of a mysterious woman who could achieve immortality.
"Junior sister, I didn't expect that Mr. Chu's daughter has finally passed away. As expected, the Chu family are all perverts. Whether it was Chu Musheng, Chu Cheng, or this little girl, they were all acting in extreme ways. "
Liu Xuhua shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid, today is about to change again. An invincible myth is about to unfold. How many people in the world can compete with this little girl at the same level?"
"I seem to have seen it. The world where you and I entered the world, the world where geniuses rose up and joined forces, the world after the spring rain."
Liu Xuhua raised his head and his eyes fell on the junction between the East China Sea and Daluo Territory.
Where the hundreds of thousands of sculptures stand. A woman in white clothes followed the flow of people, walked in front of the sculpture of a white-haired man standing with a sword, and reached out to touch it.
Although the sculpture resembles that person, it is still cold. But when that hand touched it, he felt warmth.
The woman in white stretched out her hand to touch it, and the silver bell in her wrist rang softly, accompanied by laughter.
"Dad, I'm here. I've come to the world where you once stood."
In the Southern Territory, a girl in a blue dress was playing the harp in a lake full of lotus flowers. The sound of the harp seemed to have entered the heavens from the human world.
This harp is no ordinary harp, but the best harp in the world, and its name is Yeyun.
This girl's aura is extremely ethereal, like a goddess from the Nine Heavens descending to earth, experiencing the mortal world but not occupying the dust.
"Senior Brother Chu's daughter has finally passed away." The girl in blue stopped playing, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face.
In the Motu of the East China Sea, an old man stood in front of a woman and said: "Lingsha, the daughter of Chu Cheng has passed away. I am afraid there are not many people in the world who can suppress her edge. Although you are more than ten years older than his daughter, But for monks, this is almost nothing."
"Four years ago, during the First World War, my grandfather was lucky enough to survive. I just taught you the human heart method and allowed you to enter the spiritual practice. Now it is also the late stage of the Golden elixir, and it is the ultimate. Today you will leave the black soil and enter the world of the past. , to suppress her edge. So that she can go further in the future."
In the demonic land, a young man entered with a gun and stood in front of a man wearing imperial robes.
"Qiong'er, today, the daughter of my father's old enemy and his only friend in the human world passed away. As the son of the emperor, you naturally cannot be weak to his daughter. You enter the world this time to defeat her."
In a kingdom in the mortal world, a scholar stood in the town, looked at the red list on the wall, and sighed sadly.
"Oh, I failed again. This is the first time." The scholar shook his head, full of disappointment. Prepare to go home, have a big drink, get drunk, and then have a good dream.
Over the years, Xiucai has been having a dream, that is, he dreams of becoming an immortal who can walk in the sky, travel around the world, and leave behind legends.
What he didn't know was that after tonight's dream. He will be accidentally found by a cultivator, accepted into the Immortal Sect, and embarked on the path of cultivation.
From now on, these people will collide with the woman in white and create a strong spark, causing the world to change again.
In the pilgrimage country, a beautiful woman in white robe walking on the snow suddenly opened her eyes.
These eyes are extremely empty. It's like I can't see the light clearly.
This is a pair of eyes that cannot see the beauty and exquisiteness of the world, but her heart can reflect the mountains and rivers.
"In another ten years, I will be able to regain my eyesight. In another ten years, I will be able to deprive myself of the throne, break the shackles of this world, and achieve enlightenment on my own. I have already seen the ethereal mystery..."
"It's just that what I'm looking forward to more is not the time when I enter the Xuan Dynasty, because I know that with your talent, you can become famous in the world outside, and you have already entered the Xuan Xuan one step earlier than me."
"What I look forward to is that after the world has undergone great changes and the road to a higher level has begun. The world's geniuses will emerge in large numbers and they will be as powerful as those in the past. I am looking forward to whether that girl can reach the level you reached back then. "
