The sky is gray and desolate; the land is desolate and devastated.
The battle between gods and demons was so intense that the sky collapsed and the earth collapsed. In the surrounding area of the battle, life ceased and everything withered.
Straight into the scene of the dryness of heaven and earth.
The spiritual consciousness of Yueguan Mountain is destroyed, most of the spiritual fire is burned, and the life has reached the end.
He looked up at the sky, and saw a big opening in the sky, a crack opened, and he saw the vast sea of stars, with stars twinkling. It was the gods and demons in the heavens, spying on China, having all kinds of thoughts and causing all kinds of causes and effects.
There are also chaotic air currents pouring into the world of China along the cracks in the sky, rushing in like a continuous river of heaven, trying to destroy China.
He lowered his head and looked at the ground. The ground was deeply sunk, and river water was pouring in. It gradually turned into a vast lake, filled with mist and vast waves. In the long run, it might become a strange scene.
There is also a thousand-foot-deep abyss with no bottom, and river water pours into it. It has been filled for a long time. It is like the ancient abyss of gods and demons, which is dark and deep and leads to an unknown realm.
There are gaps in heaven and earth, there are gaps in heaven and earth, gods, demons and humans fight, and eventually there are flaws in heaven and earth, and endless variables develop.
Yueguan Mountain sighed, one calamity ends and another calamity begins. This world, from the beginning of its creation to the end of destruction, has endless calamities.
China is in danger, so it is our duty to do so.
He stepped forward and saw a crack in the sky. His whole body was filled with spiritual fire, trying to fill the gap in the sky with his soul.
"Hahaha... Because there is darkness, we rejoice in the light; because we are in evil, we do good. Hope in the doomsday is even more precious; life after destruction is even more precious. What is the future of the world? It depends on your fate.
Hahaha...Wa Huang's Heaven-Mending Technique, drink. "
Emperor Wa's Heaven-Mending Technique, a technique inherited from Emperor Wa's lineage, was taught by Hua Junbie Yunyi, and after a little refinement, it has reached its peak level.
The loud laughter spreads throughout the world, filling up the determination to mend the sky.
In an instant, little spiritual fires burned, burning out wisps of spiritual energy, weaving like a net, first blocking the flow of chaotic air, and then opening up the cracks in the sky.
However, Yue Guanshan knew in his heart that with his broken and decayed soul, he could not repair the crack in the sky as before. He could only temporarily block it and sustain it for a period of time.
Just because the key to mending the sky is missing.
Just as he was thinking about it, a colorful glow filled the sky in the distance, coming at a very fast speed. When he got closer, he saw that it was half a band of colorful clouds. Judging from the cracks, there is still some exquisite sword energy left, and it should be cut off by a top swordsman with a divine sword.
Hmm...Did something happen to Fairy Island as well?
Yueguan Mountain had no time to think carefully, so it captured half of the colorful cloud belt, refined it with spiritual fire, and then transformed it through Emperor Wa's Heaven-Mending Technique to mend the cracks in the sky.
In just a moment, the crack in the sky was repaired as before.
At this time, the sea of clouds in the distance peaked, and the impact of the Yin-Yang split had subsided, and the world suddenly became clear for a moment.
As for the Earthly Abyss: Gods and Demons Yuangu, my disciple Qingxiang Bailian can only leave it to you.
The soul has burned to this point, with the last ray left, and the spiritual fire gradually dwindled, as if it could not be extinguished by the gentle blow of the wind.
The last moment of this life is to take another look at the human world. Yueguan Mountain scans China, thousands of miles away, and sees Buddha, Taoism, and Confucianism; sees mountains and water; sees all living things; sees relatives and friends...
Seen everything.
The last aura, the last will, as the spiritual fire burned out, accompanied by the last poem, finally dissipated into the world.
"Dare to make the sky and the earth covered with black and yellow, and sing a song that the mountains are high and the water is long. Life is a long road, sunny and windy, and cloudy and windy.
Dare to ask the gods and demons to test their edge, dance with swords and shadows, and the sword will be shining, and the long road in the rivers and lakes will be impermanent in life and death.
But today, the situation has jumped from the head, and there is no way to hide in the wind and clouds. The long road of heroes, after the moon sets, the song ends! "
When the song ends, people disperse, when the song ends, people disperse, and when the song ends, people disperse. The world is changing with each passing day. Who remembers the history and how many fame are left behind?
At this point, a generation of gods and men, three sects, Yueguan Mountain, died in the battle between gods and demons, and disappeared from the world.
It seems that the sky is sad, and the earth is also mourning. The sky suddenly falls and the continuous drizzle falls miserably. Everything is drenched in it and feels the same sadness.
The misty water vapor rose, and three major visions appeared in the sky.
As soon as he saw Daoyou Jingxuanhuang, he stopped killing with a knife, and the knife cut off the Dao.
The second sight is that the future Buddha Sumeru will propagate the Dharma to the great thousand, and the Dharma will be destroyed and the Buddha will be destroyed.
The third time I saw the chief minister of the Confucian sect, I saw that Haoran had a righteous heart, but his heart was crippled and Confucianism was crippled.
The three major visions symbolize the fall of the three religions, as well as the bumpy future of the three religions.
But for a moment, the vision faded and dissipated...
After the sky cleared up, there was another round of grievances and hatred stained with blood, and the long journey of rivers and lakes, and the long road to hegemony with no return...
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In the cool wilderness, the strong wind blew up the sand and dust, and at the end of the fog, the demonic figure of the Buddha stepped forward.
It can be heard that one step is to recite Buddha's name, one step is to worship Buddha, and one step is already in front of one's body.
"Namo Amitabha, all the Buddhas of the Western Bliss have perished. My Buddha has hidden himself in the world and wishes to be fulfilled. Which Buddha have you attained?"
In an instant, the situation changed, and the boundless blood-dark energy overwhelmed the sky and covered the earth, sweeping in, vowing to engulf the Buddha in front of him, vowing to engulf this world.
The blood-dark energy is a surging sea of blood, full of extreme resentment. It was dyed by the original demonic energy and then transformed by thousands of monks, forming this blood-dark energy.
The third generation of the Buddha is Zheng·Historical Wish to be as empty as air and all his strength has been exhausted. He looked at Zen Master Mingjue and felt the majestic power. He couldn't help but bend his waist and knees and sit cross-legged in the wilderness.
He murmured: "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this!"
It shouldn't, it shouldn't, it shouldn't, it's regret, it's hatred, it's an unexpected change of situation!
Zen Master Mingjue pinched the Buddha's finger, placed it in front of the Zhengtian Spirit of the Third Buddha, and said with a smile: "The human world is an endless purgatory, and all living beings are suffering. Let us, the Buddha, fall together."
As soon as he finished speaking, the energy of blood and darkness invaded, first staining the sea of consciousness, and then the physical body. The Buddha of the third generation was incompetent and powerless to resist. In the shocking pain and wailing, he was stained with blood and turned into a demon.
The third generation of Buddha Zheng·Hindi Wishuru, the head of the Buddhist lineage of Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea, pioneered Hinayana Buddhism, but was finally defeated by the invasion of blood and darkness, and completely sank and lost himself.
The most good Buddha turned from a Buddha into a demon, from a demon into blood, and finally became the most evil monster.
After a while, the wilderness suddenly became quiet. If you listened carefully, you could only hear:
"Breathe...breathe..."
who is it? With a deep breath, all the wind, clouds, blood and darkness entered his belly.
who is it? With a long breath, the bloody wind and blood filled the air in all directions.
His eyes opened, glowing with blood red eyes, filled with bloodthirsty madness.
Blood Buddha, Blood Buddha, a taboo existence in the world, Blood Buddha, finally appears in the world.
Zen Master Mingjue said: "Jiajia Mountain in the South China Sea has been destroyed. Next, we must first destroy the hypocrisy of Buddhism, and then destroy the corruption of Confucianism and Taoism. The blood is stained..., um... Blood Buddha, you... ah..."
At this moment, he suddenly saw the Blood Buddha pinching Zen Master Mingjue's wrist and sucking the blood-dark energy into his body.
Accident, accident, unexpected surprise.
I saw the pure Buddha light shining between the eyebrows of the Blood Buddha, protecting the final will of the third Buddha. I heard him say: "Mingjue Zen Master, you shouldn't be like this. I will suffer all kinds of sins, all kinds of cause and effect, and all kinds of blood karma. …”
The third generation Buddha chanted "The Sutra of All Things Said by the Buddha" with righteous thoughts, and absorbed all the boundless blood-dark energy into his body, and then transferred a little bit of Buddha's light to enlighten Zen Master Mingjue.
The blood-dark energy disappeared and the Buddha's light entered his body. Zen Master Mingjue regained consciousness, his face was old and withered, and he sadly said: "The old monk is about to die. My Buddha shouldn't be like this."
"Shouldn't it be right? Hahaha... Is there any right or wrong? Today I will ferry you, and you will ferry others the next day. It is enough to ferry one person back astray, hahaha..."
The Third Buddha raises his right hand slightly, and a high mountain rises from the ground; he presses his palm lightly, and a wall of a hundred-foot deep valley appears. He sank to the bottom of the valley and opened a tunnel at a point on the cliff.
In the cave, he drew his finger in the air and wrote on the cave wall: "I listened to Zen under the seat of Sakyamuni... I opened up the Jiajia Mountains in the South China Sea and created the original Hinayana Buddhism... I crossed the world to Hongru, I crossed My wish to save the world is like...I..."
The last will and the last wish are to leave an unbroken line of Buddha and to spread the Hinayana Buddhism.
The Buddha's light between the eyebrows has faded, and the simple inheritance has fallen. The Third Buddha was sitting cross-legged in the center of the tunnel. He felt relieved and moved his palm towards the heavenly spirit.
"boom……"
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"My Buddha..."
Zen Master Mingjue sighed, turned around and staggered away.
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With the death of the three sects Que Yue Guan Shan, the war between gods, demons and humans has come to a complete end.
On the peak a hundred miles away, Venerable Aga, the four Buddhas of Pure Heaven and Nothingness, All Evil Turns to Good, All Causes and Results, etc., turned into light and came down, walking on the wilderness.
Venerable Ajia sighed: "In the past, my teacher Sakyamuni enlightened the future Buddha Sumeru. The scene was so close before our eyes. How could we expect that he would pass away in such a short time? It's so sad."
Pure Heavenly World is nothing more than the way: "The future Buddha's great merits in saving the world should be passed down as Buddhist beliefs."
"Of course."
The four Buddhas were walking in the wilderness, discussing Buddhism and sutras from time to time. They came to a fork in the road, one going to the Mahayana Temple and the other to the Purity Terrace.
Venerable Ajia said: "Friends of Buddha, the Ten Thousand Dharma Rock and Golden Cicada Conference is about to start. At that time, we will discuss the profoundness of Buddhism again. Please."
Shi Wufei said: "Of course, please."
At this moment, I suddenly saw an arrow coming from the distance, silent and silent, aiming directly at the pure world.
The Jingtian world is nothing more than a huge drop in Yuan Gong. Without noticing it, you are immediately in danger of death!
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On the peak.
The leader of the division said: "After this battle, the miserable state of China no longer has the peak combat power, which is a blessing for my demon clan. However, my good friend Shang Gong Yiye has set up the Buddhist sect, and it is expected to be the end."
Shang Gong calculated the nine palaces with a leaf, and he held the pearl of wisdom and said with a smile:
"The pure world is nothing more than...death!"
