Chapter 171

The strong leave one after another with their families, leaving the helpless weak looking at the dim sky, struggling to survive.

Therefore, a compassionate great immortal threw out his picture scroll and turned it into a small world. He absorbed some planets and made a world for reproduction, taking in many races.

It is said that this immortal is called Luozhou, and he has a beard on his chin However, the details are lost in the past years.

The picture scroll left by the immortal is the universe we live in today.

In order not to fall into disillusionment, the world is reincarnated every 129600 years. It is the so-called "one year after another" and everything is renewed. The new world can get rid of the twilight and flourish again.

Up to now, I don't know how many times of reincarnation.

At the end of each era, the seeds of life will be preserved, waiting for the next era to germinate civilization again.

However, life, after all, is fragile, unable to bear such many severe twists and turns. The seeds of life of many races are broken and dissipated, and they can no longer wake up to breathe the fresh air on the earth.

Once the era is renewed, the civilization running in the painting will regress.

Their descendants were weak and even lost their wisdom and became ordinary beasts.

The more serious problem is not only the retrogression of the seed quality of life, but also that the painting itself can not support the rebirth again and again.

Maybe in a few years, the world will be broken.

The surviving life, like a weak flame, will be extinguished in a moment once it comes into contact with the cold wind of the dead universe outside.

Lu Zhengkang said slowly, and the illusion appeared around him, which was the world before the era.

They were terrified and called out "Bodhisattva's mercy".

People think that Luyuan Bodhisattva is also a strong man like the original immortal, who wants to lead people out of the bad luck of death.

Lu Zhengkang dropped his eyes.

He's not that strong.

It's not even a report.

He is a successor at best.

The successor of the world of painting.

What he wants to do is similar to what he wants to do.

Xiangshu wants to be the monster that promotes the end of the era. He wants to be the end of the era, always above reincarnation, until the day when huajuan collapses.

What does Lu Zhengkang want to do?

He wanted to change the pattern of reincarnation.

Life withers and flourishes, but wisdom needs to live forever.

To do that, the first thing to do is to bring down the old world.

Lu Zhengkang told the crowd that Xiangshu would eventually devour the world, and then told them to settle down in the pure land as soon as possible and fight a decisive battle.

Yes.

As the son of Jiyuan, the final battle between Taiwu and Xiangshu will be opened by Lu Zhengkang himself.

In order to ensure victory, Lu Zhengkang has done his best.

Xiangshu is a gathering of evil thoughts of all living beings. Now all living beings have entered the pure land, and Xiangshu can no longer get a continuous supply. In addition, the Fuyu sword handle, one of the ten weapons from the magic God Shu, has the same root and the same origin, and has the potential to end Xiangshu.

After instructing the pure land public, Lu Zhengkang left Gaotai.

It's time to go to Taiwu.

Today, he is almost omniscient in this world.

Step out, came to the Lotus Mountain, a petite girl standing in front of the lion gate.

The gatekeepers are all in the pure land.

The big clan door was empty. Taiwu didn't want to be a thief, so he waited at the door honestly.

Lu Zhengkang suddenly appeared in front of her.

Too I Xi a Leng, "you, really good-looking."

Bodhisattvas are beautiful, of course.

Lu Zhengkang looked at his younger sister kindly and called softly, "sun lichai."

Tai Wu Xi frowned, "what Sun Li Chai is, people are provoking."

"Yes, you are. Guess who I am? "

"You A little familiar. "

Can't even remember the Bodhisattva I see every day?

"You..." Taiwu was in a trance for a moment, "Luyuan No, er, are you Buddha

"Yes."

Tai Wu Xi's face suddenly showed the excited look of seeing the idol, "ah! It's the Buddha She even boldly ran to Lu Zhengkang and pulled up his sleeve robe.

"Buddha, are you back in the world? What are you doing here? Like me, is it brother Li? He's very powerful. He's known as the enemy of thousands of people in the Jianghu. He's a strong man just below you. If you want to find him, he can help you. But as you can see, there is no one in his family... " Taiwu muttered and said, "by the way, Buddha, can you help me save someone?"

"Save who?"

"Help me, brother white." My little sister has a pure face. Yes, in her mind, Buddha is a savior. He will not refuse any kind request.Lu Zhengkang chuckled, "you are much more lovable than before."

Tai Wu Xi Xi continues to mutter. Lu Zhengkang takes her hand and strides over mountains and rivers to the hinterland of Ran mountain.

Wang Ping'an lives in a small building.

When you enter the first floor, there are long curtains. These curtains are pasted with runes, all of which are painted with cinnabar.

The curtain was whistling as the wind blew through the hall.

Taiwuxi was still muttering, and the voice startled the people upstairs.

An old Taoist rushed down, "who!"

Lu Zhengkang looked at this old acquaintance. He was indeed an old acquaintance. He was the Taoist priest who gave Li dingxun his life, Wang Ping'an's master.

Taiwu introduced himself generously, and didn't realize how suspicious it was for strangers like himself to appear in other people's sects.

But the old Taoist's attention has been completely attracted by Lu Zhengkang.

He sprang down on his knees, and his knee, which was in disrepair for a long time, collided with the ground firmly, making a frightening creak.

The old Taoist is full of enthusiasm.

"I've seen the Buddha."

Lu Zhengkang nodded, "come and see your apprentice."

The old Taoist was moved to tears all of a sudden, "the Buddha is still aware of human suffering in his busy schedule..."

Taiwu frowned, "Oh, I asked Buddha to save people."

The Taoist priest was still shivering on the ground, saying good words about not spending money. He was in a confused and complicated mood.

Lu Zhengkang passed by him and went upstairs. Then he saw two beds in the empty room, one lying on a man's back.

As soon as he saw it, he knew it.

Wang Ping'an's Qi is like a dragon, while Bai Zimo's Qi is like a rock.

They came back from their previous lives.

……

Green stone pavilion.

A game of chess.

The swordsman and the monk sit opposite each other.

The swordsman wears white clothes and sticks to the black.

The monk is dressed in black and white.

There is a light rain outside the pavilion.

A mirror lake, light ripples.

The mountains are like ink, and the sky is like silk.

In the shadow of the water, swordsmen are dressed in black and monks in white.

"Benefactor Moyun, long time no see."

"It should be said to you, master."

"We didn't expect to see each other again."

The swordsman was silent. "When did you come back?"

"Eighteen years ago."

"At that time, the child of Bai Zimo was not born. Are you in him all the time? "

"I am him."

"No way."

"Why not?"

"He should be the reincarnation of Canjian."

The monk's face was expressionless, but his tone was gentle. "The meaning of the sword, the heart of the sword. The heart is me, and I am the heart. "

"It turns out that you have always been the Lingtai bodhi tree, but the meaning of the sword is Bodhi."

Monk light smile, can if spring flowers, "it's time to go, Bodhisattva waiting for us."

Stand up, board full, win or lose.