"No." Dharma pointed to Wen Yu's whole ring, which fell off Wen Yu's fingers and hung in the air. This made Wen Yu's heart jump wildly. He was afraid that Dharma would hurt his brother in the whole ring, and that Dharma would seize the whole ring.

Now Wen Yu can see clearly that the monk in front of him is not Dharma, nor can he go there.

Dharma seemed to see through Wen Yu's mind and said with an indifferent smile, "your ring is really a magic ring. It has the same attributes as the magic weapon in him. Because when I created this heaven and earth, it was for the storage of sins, so the strongest artifact in this heaven and earth is actually a magic weapon."

"I just said that although your ring is self-made, it can not be transformed into the boundless universe. This is one of the reasons. Second, the ring is basically an instrument rather than a flower into a world. Therefore, even if it is perfect, it can not be integrated with the boundless universe."

After Dharma finished, he threw the whole ring back to Wenyu. Wen Yu was a little calm in his heart and said, "where is the fundamental difference between this ring and the boundless universe?"

"When you fly from the earth, you can reach this heaven and earth. But no one will fly to your ring. You can also see that this is a difference between private and public."

"Then I'm not better."

In Wen Yu's opinion, the ring can reach its own heaven and earth, the level of creation, and no one flies into him. It's better for him to own a piece of heaven and earth in the ring.

Dharma shook his head and said, "good and bad are just a thought difference. Gain and loss are just a thought difference. If you don't reach the state of mind, you will naturally see things differently."

Dharma's words made Wen Yu suddenly realize that the divine spirit in his body was spinning wildly and was almost out of his control. Wen Yu quickly collected his mind. He still had a lot to ask the man in front of him. He can't practice now.

Dharma looked at all his changes, nodded and shook his head.

"Under the crown," Wen Yu scratched his head. He hadn't done this for a long time: "I once heard about Shaolin on earth..."

Dharma smiled and said, "yes, that's me, too. He's also a part of me, or I'm also a part of him."

"Wow, so it is." Wen Yu said in surprise, "I admire your 'crossing the river with a reed'. I was fascinated when I was on earth."

Dharma couldn't help laughing and said, "can't you cross the river with a reed now?"

Wen Yu was stunned and almost entered the state of cultivation. But he shook his head and woke up.

Dharma looked, but he shook his head and nodded again.

"Younger generation, there is another problem. That is, why did Dharma, who is a Buddhist under the crown, use the five elements technique in this Taoist method and make a gold scroll of the golden paper immortal method and pass it on to the world?"

"What is Buddha? What is Tao? Buddha and Tao are one, three thousand roads, endless chaos, and you are persistent again." Dharma couldn't help laughing and answering: "The golden scroll is just an introduction. After all, I created this heaven and earth, and I can't see it disappear. Now you call it the 'gods' of the divine plane, but they are too heavy on interests and forget the origin. It's a deviation from the right way to abandon the basics and ignore the end. If it goes on like this, no one will get the way in this heaven and earth."

After hearing Dharma's words, Wen Yu was speechless and shy. To tell the truth, Wen Yu is also pursuing fame and wealth. Although he didn't do it deliberately, he was really doing such a thing.

Dharma advised him, "in fact, you are more obedient to your heart. This is a road trip. You have learned my two volumes of gold paper, and I will give you the remaining five volumes to form one volume."

Then, five pieces of gold paper floated out of Dharma's sleeve, and the two volumes of Wen Yuquan's magic ring automatically flew out and combined with the five. For a time, the sound of Buddha was vast, the sound of chime music and immortal sound floated, making Wen Yu like falling into the clouds.

The book slowly floated into Wen Yu's hand. Wen Yu looked up and saw four big characters "the flood wasteland asks the sky".

"The flood asked the sky." Wen Yu said with surprise and joy: "under the crown, this is..."

"Wenyu, I look after you. I will leave this world soon. If you can get the Tao, I hope you can help me take good care of this world."

Dharma smiled at Wen Yu.

"Me? This world?" Wen Yu said in some surprise: "crown, do you think much of me. I'm afraid I can't do this vast world!"

"Hehe, I didn't expect that the once crazy God Wanjie is now a little timid."

"Under the crown, I'm not afraid. I just feel that I don't have this ability. If I don't do well, I'm sorry you're not."

Dharma shook his head and said, "I said that you only ask your original intention. Why care about that gain and loss? I'm lucky to get it and lose my life. Isn't that your motto when you were a mortal?!"

Wen Yu thought it over and over again, and finally nodded. He said positively, "since you think highly of me, Wen Yu won't let me!"

"Good, good!"

Dharma Lian said three good words, but suddenly stretched out his palm, instantly inserted into Wen Yu's body, and directly held Wen Yu's divine personality in his hand.

"Boo!"

Wen Yu's blood gushed out. He didn't expect that Dharma, who was just amiable, should have shot at him. And it's a killer!

Looking at the arm of Dharma inserted into his body, looking at the ground wet and red with his own blood, and feeling the nearly broken divine figure clenched by his hands, Wen Yu asked hard, "why..."

At the moment, there was no expression on dharma's face. His eyes without emotion stared at Wen Yu quietly and said calmly, "do you believe in life?"

"Life?... ha... Ha..." Wen Yu smiled miserably, and the blood flowed along his open mouth.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I'm laughing at myself, laughing at your life."

Wen Yu suddenly became clear again, but the blood in his mouth and the wound kept flowing. He knew that he was almost a reflection.

"What are you laughing at yourself? What are you laughing at?"

Dharma's voice still contains no feelings.

"I'm laughing that I'm an idiot and can trust others so easily. When I was a disaster, I was besieged and died, and now I'm killed by myself."

"Maybe this is life. I was destined to die like this."

When Wen Yu said this, he began to take a big breath, but he felt that everything around him was blurred. No matter how he breathed, he felt so powerless.

"The only one I can't let go."

"Who is a man?"

"My woman, her name is Ruixue..."

Speaking of this, Wen Yu's breathing became weaker and weaker, his blood in his mouth became more and more, and his head slowly hung down.

"Originally, you still have people who can't let go! Well, I'll kill her and let her disappear with you without leaving any trace." Dharma said coldly.

"No! You can't!"

Wen Yu, with his head down, suddenly raised his head, stared at Dharma and said, "you can't hurt her! You can frustrate me, but please don't hurt her! Otherwise I won't let you go!"

"You die in my hands as a God. What can you do as a ghost? Besides, you have no chance to be a ghost!"

As he spoke, Dharma's hand exerted a force on Wen Yu's body. Wen Yu's divine personality retained in the dark sea of fire was like a fragile glass, crushed by Dharma.