Everlasting Immortal Firmament

“Your Majesty, there was a problem with the corpse just now, so...!” The unborn flew so close!

“Sure enough, you can take care of those corpses! The corpse demon is so powerful, it's hard to do anything about him!” The ancient sea shook its head.

“Yes!” the unborn nodded.

“Your Majesty, the Sacred Bodhisattva is gone. Do we need to find the Sacred Bodhisattva first or go to the Prince of Ancient Han first?” Hole frowned.

“I have found the ancient Han, and he has come, right here, but in another time period, it is as if you were in the two space-times before! They're right here!” Guhai solemnly said.

“Oh?” The crowd moved.

“Your Majesty, we used to cross out of the shadows and come back here, why don't we try again?” Unborn asked.

“Yes!” Nodded the ancient sea.

But seeing the unborn is vain.

“Buzz!”

There was a crack in the void, and a lot of sun came up.

“Go!”

The crowd flocked out.

It instantly appeared in a mountain forest. But the mountains, the endless plants, are all weird and withered.

“What? It wasn't like that before!” Kong Xuan was surprised.

The ancient sea glanced at each other, but it was understood that it should have been the people of the Great Huang Tian dynasty, such as Conti, who had come out with the bodies of the Six Grieving Kings and had already left.

“Go back first!” Guhai said.

“Yes!” replied the unborn.

Ling Wang drew a line against the void, and once again a two-way exit.

Everyone stepped in.

One in there.

But hear endless Buddhist sounds, a giant golden charm, floating all over the heavens and the earth.

Not far away, a round of Hao Days, inside is the dead light Buddha.

The dead light Buddha's face revealed the colour of pain, as if two thoughts were hedging, struggling.

Not far away, the compassionate Bodhisattva and the ancient Han hands together ten, but the surrounding body emitted a formation of gold light, heaven and earth four quarters, as if standing countless Buddha, Bodhisattva fiction, reciting scripture, a formation of Buddha sounds. Buddha's voice poured toward the dead light Buddha in the center of Haoji, and the dead light Buddha's headache grew.

“Ah, the order of the Lord of the Peaks is inviolable. Kill, kill, kill! ”

“I have a grand desire to solve the suffering of heaven, to create a world of great joy, to live forever and never forget my heart! ”

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The dead light Buddha makes two different sounds, and his head aches more and more as he heels each other.

“Master, the disciple has come, has laid down the slaughter knife, the Master understands the pain!” Ancient Han bowed respectfully to the dead light Buddha.

“The master is honored, the disciple is pitiful, he must support the elder brother in previous life, rebuild the temple of the rotten Tao, with the task of saving the suffering of the heavens. The master's words will never be forgotten!” The compassionate Bodhisattva also prayed respectfully.

Beside Qin Zibai, he sat beside the ancient Han, reciting words, and the wand of wisdom in his hand also cast a green light.

“Ah!” the dead lamp Buddha drank in agony.

“Boom!”

But the dead light Buddha frowned and suddenly drilled into a small hole, black gas, like a corpse in a painful twisting body.

“Knock, knock, knock! ”

The corpse seemed to suppress the consciousness of the dead light Buddha, and the consciousness of the dead light Buddha suppressed it.

The ancient sea and others suddenly appeared, and also looked heavy.

“The corpse demon is really careful, the replica of the dead lamp Buddha obeys his orders, he is not comfortable planting a corpse in his mind!” Mosquito Taoist was surprised.

“His defense is not without reason, least of all, now the will of the dead lamp Buddha is rebellious!” Ancient Sea Sinking Channel.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, the dead light shook heavenly noises in the Buddha's head. But when he saw the dead light Buddha's head, he blew up a big mouth, and the corpse inside screamed, instantly exploding into pieces.

The dead light Buddha's whole body shriveled down, and the hao sun around him dimmed.

At this moment, the struggle of the face disappeared and turned into a charming colour, looking at the ancient Han and the compassionate Bodhisattva.

“So you finally let go of the slaughter knife?” The dead lamp Buddha is weak.

“Master, the disciple has fully understood the sins of previous life. In this life, he will do his best to wash them away. The heavens have left behind the world of this morgue, trillions of grievances. The disciple wishes to go beyond this trillion grievances in the first step. The grievances spirits are empty and cannot be Buddha!” Ancient Han solemnly said.

The dead light Buddha waved softly.

“Brush!”

In an instant, the 'triple past' was withdrawn.

In addition to the 35-day horizontal and horizontal array arranged by the ancient sea, the four sides of the tomb boundary have been stained with monstrous resentment into the color of scarlet. The rolling resentment spirit, more than a hundred times the surge, all the way around, rolling resentment spirit, the more resentment spirit, the more screaming. Resentment is mutually reinforcing, sublimating, and growing.

“Anger? Heavy resentment. Did all the resentment spirits come out at the bottom of the cave? With the rising resentment of today, it won't be long before we can crush the world of the morgue, and the scourge is born!” The dead light Buddha was stunned.

“The Grievance Spirit is empty, the disciple will not leave the grave!” Ancient Han solemnly said.

The dead light Buddha looked and finally smiled slightly: “Third Buddha's will? The trillion grievances spirits, the three of you, happen to be a third generation Buddha combination, but there are too many grievances spirits, too many, you will not bear it! ”

“Try your disciples!” Ancient Han once again solemnly said.

“Pity!” The dead light Buddha looks at the pitiful Buddha.

“The disciples are here!” Pity Buddha saluted.

“Thank you for the generous mercy that you gave me earlier to feel my lost heart and to restore my heart!” The dead light Buddha thanked.

“The disciple should, and if only one disciple is not enough, or the Big Brother is reincarnated to assist, only...!” Pathetic Bodhisattva is on his way.

“I'm glad you've learned the meaning of the word 'pity'!” Dead light Buddha hands together ten ways.

“Yes, Master!” Pity Buddha saluted.

“Like what? The biggest anticipation for the teacher is that you can put down the slaughter knife, because for the teacher to understand that you put down the slaughter knife, for the blessing of heaven, is more important than my whole life to fix Buddha. Today, although I am a replicated body, the Buddha's heart remains the same, I am the original me, we are the Buddha's people, what we fix is the Buddha's heart, the flesh and body are just leather bags!” The dead light Buddha solemnly said.

“Yes, Master!” Gu Han prayed respectfully.

Though knowing that the eyes are only a replicator, a fake dead light Buddha, the ancient Han understands that the heart of the dead light Buddha is the very essence of the dead light Buddha, the heart of the Buddha is there, enough to live forever.

“You can think of beyond this trillion grievance spirits, for the comfort of the master, for the loss of the three spirits of the master, there is not much time left, at the last moment, to help you wait for the three of you, to divide this grievance spirits into 13 layers of eternal Buddha towers, each layer of self-made space, to divide the grievance spirits so that you may transcend!” Dead light Buddha hands together ten ways.

“Master, no!” Pathetic Bodhisattva's face changed.

“Thirteenth Floor Buddha? The Temple of the Lost, the Eternal Buddha?” Qin Zibai was also surprised.

“Buzz!”

But above the sky, the dead light Buddha read words, and suddenly Hao Dai on the body suddenly emitted hundreds of millions of lights, sparkling heaven and earth. The Hao Dai package focused on the creative dead light Buddha slowly changed its shape, slowly becoming a golden treasure tower.

The giant pagoda came out, up in the sky, down on the ground. Thirteen floors, each with nine sides, one time, the Nine-Sided Pagoda suddenly opened all the doors.

“Convert!”

One hundred and seventeen doors opened, creating a huge suction.

“Whoo-hoo! ”

The surrounding grudges shouted and were sucked into it by the suction inside the pagoda.

“Boom boom! ”

Rington was sucked into the Eternal Buddha Tower. For a time, like a long whale absorbing water, it filled the entire cemetery boundary.

“Master!” Pathetic Bodhisattva was anxious to grieve.

Only Ancient Han suddenly solemnly worshipped him: “Master, with the Tower of the Body, to save the heavens and earth, the great virtue of heaven and earth, the disciple congratulates the Master, to repair the positive fruit! ”

Ancient Han worshipped down, pitied the living Bodhisattva, Qin Zi White God, looked at Ancient Han together, instantly understood what Ancient Han meant, the dead light Buddha's lifetime ambition, isn't that all? Now, with the Tower of the Shape, you have fulfilled your ambition, haven't you? Congratulations.

“Congratulations, master, fix the fruit!” Pity Buddha saluted.

“Congratulations to the dead Buddha!” Qin Zibai also saluted.

The three slowly walked to the Eternal Buddha Tower.

“Boom boom! ”

The Grievance Spirit rolled in, the three slightly prompted the Buddha, and the Buddha absorbed more quickly. In just one day, almost all grievances are sucked into the Eternal Buddha Tower. Only one percent of the outside world is left.

“Convert!”

One hundred and seventeen doors of the Ford Tower close at the same time.

At this moment, the Eternal Buddha seems to magnify several times, one time, all around, forming a visionary Buddha.

“Whoo-hoo! ”

Fortana, countless grumbling spirits cried out. The heavens and the earth were infinitely angry and raging. In the impact of the Buddha, the Buddha swayed and seemed to shatter.

“No, the heavens and the earth are so angry!” Pity Bodhisattva is anxious.

“There are too many grievance spirits, the eternal Buddha tower can no longer be installed, the internal grievance spirits more manipulate the outward grievances, to flush the eternal Buddha tower, how is this good?” Qin Zibaijiao hastened.

“Anger? There's so much resentment, Master, a bit of hard work, maybe it's going to go away!” The Ancient Han also showed a sense of anxiety.

“Are you worried about the resentment between the heavens and the earth?” Ancient Sea asked.

“Yes, resentment is generated by all the resentment spirits in the Buddha. Although the resentment spirits are incarcerated, there is too much resentment outside, but the Buddha is constantly impinging on the Buddha, which may…!” Gu Han worried.

“What if there's no grudge?” Ancient Sea asked.

“Ah?” the ancient Han questioned.

“Kong Xuan, Mosquito Daoist, are my protectors!” The ancient sea opens its mouth.

“Yes!” the two responded.

But when he saw the ancient seaboard sitting on his knees, he prompted the Heavenly Spirit to carry out the great sadness of heaven and earth, and began to absorb resentment.

“Boom-room ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~! ”

The myriad resentments that stained the red tomb boundaries seemed to instantly abandon all resentment spirits, all gathered towards the ancient sea body, the ancient sea body like a black hole, wildly swallowed the resentment of this covered land. Swallow faster than the Eternal Buddha just swallowed up the Grieving Spirit.

Rolling resentment was quickly absorbed by the ancient sea, and at the same time it poured into the heavenly eyes of the heavenly soul, condensing a new Qi Dan, Qi Dan.