Dong Dong Dong
Lin Suhe seemed to hear his own heartbeat, so intense and clear, it seemed that if he didn't pay attention, his heart would jump out of his chest.
At the top of the dark mountain, there is a young man wearing a black robe. His black hair is scattered at will, and each one has a palpitating spiritual luster.
The five colored pearl turned into a bright moon and hung behind his head, making his face blurred. He could only see the deep and cold eyes like the ocean bottom.
No, it should not be described as "he". It seems more appropriate to use "he"!
He looks like an ordinary person. He must be small compared with the mountain. However, sitting there, people can't help but ignore the heaven and the earth and the mountain. It seems that they are just his background and his throne. Moreover, he gives people the feeling that he is not in this world or at this time. He seems to be standing outside everything and quietly overlooking the passage of time.
As a monk of the seven seas and twenty-eight realms, he knows many old people. Lin Suhe is not a man of shallow knowledge. He once attended the birthday of empress Sanxiao as an entourage and went to Zhenxian cave. He has seen many Bodhisattvas of arhat and xianzun Buddha from afar, but none of them has the momentum of a young man in front of his eyes and has the feeling of being eternal!
It's definitely the strongest one among the gods, Buddhas and immortals I've ever seen. It's definitely a person with a few figures in heaven and earth!
As soon as Lin Suhe's idea came into being, he saw that the man like heaven pinched out of thin air, and his strength was strong. When Haydn set off the tide, he coagulated a crystal that was shining.
"Star River meteorite crystal? The void Lin Suhe was startled. His heart beat like a drum. Then he heard the other side speak flatly:
"since I saved my life, please send it to the boundary of Fusang ancient tree for me."
With a wave of his hand and a flash of green light, Lin Suhe had a green mottled jade box and a star river meteorite crystal in his arms.
Lin Suhe was about to open his mouth when the light and shadow changed in front of him, and he had lost his perception.
His figure quickly retreated, as if rippling with time, and then appeared on the side of the road. In front of his eyes, President Zhou's motorcade drove by and appeared in the ordinary garden. He saw four and a half hundred old men standing on tables, hanging horses, and young girls in yellow clothes practicing their swords. They appeared beside the busy street, with few white skirts waiting for cooking cakes Women talk and chat, appear in the rolling black fog, sensory deprivation, appear in the black whirlpool above, eyes lost, mind buzzing.
At last, he appeared on the blue sea, dodging the light to slow down, trying to hide. The waves under him were undulating, soft and calm.
"Another crack in Jiuyou..." Lin Suhe looked at the scene along the coastline, took a breath, and then suddenly tasted something wrong. How could he have a green mottled jade box and a star river meteorite crystal in his arms?
When he saw them, he immediately recalled the dark mountain peak, the man in the dark robe, and his command. However, he had no memory of anything else, as if he had never experienced it!
Saved my life?
Lin Suhe's heart moved, vaguely aware that he was in danger. Without thinking about it, he quickly escaped to the familiar seven seas and 28 realms.
Just a few moments after his escape light disappeared, the roar broke out without warning. The bottom of the sea shook violently, as if it had collapsed. The vortex of terror immediately formed, and layers of black ideas emerged from the core and dyed around.
Although Lin Suhe was still devastated by the earthquake, he avoided the place where the whirlpool appeared. After falling into the sea, he was choked by the salt water and suddenly woke up. He set up again to escape from the water.
Looking back at the terrible whirlpool, he shuddered and couldn't imagine the end of his slower reaction.
This is what the being said "saved my life"?
Lin Suhe once again looked into his arms, at the green mottled jade box and the Star River meteorite crystal. He couldn't help fighting smartly and sweating like a slurry. Then, he turned into a hermit and rushed to the nearest island with the transmission array, striving to get to the boundary of Fusang ancient tree as soon as possible.
That can't be some demon God of Jiuyou?
………
Jiuyou a layer, dark mountain.
After Lin Suhe left this world "retrogressively", a pure and almost chaotic light fell from the sky of the black sun, and fell to the man in the dark robe. He turned into a pure and handsome man with a fan cloud crown on his head, a hydrated suit, sandals on his feet, and a silk tapestry around his waist. His body was covered with a layer of dark red blood, but it was not monstrous. It was just right to blend with the surrounding environment Yang Jian, the true king of yuanmiao road.
He sat down, looked around at will and said, "uncle is here!"
"Here you are The xuanpao man opened his mouth in a low voice. It was Zhao Fugui who hid in Jiuyou in the past.
For so many years, they didn't mention the tragic event, because pain and hatred are engraved in their hearts, so they don't need to worry about it.
Yang Jian didn't ask. He said with a smile, "you seem to be getting ready, too."
Zhao Fugui nodded his head gently and said in a gentle tone: "he has broken through a little bit. From today on, he will build up his momentum and move forward step by step. Finally, he will be able to land on the other side in front of his unborn mother."When it comes to the four words "unborn mother", his tone is still somewhat turbulent.
"To achieve the other side, we must be patient and wait for the opportunity." Yang Jian Qingjun's face was not stained with Jiuyou. He said with a smile, "but before long, there will be an opportunity."
Zhao Fugui was not surprised and said, "do you mean Maitreya?"
"In the past, the unborn mother went back to the past and revived the Aquarius envoy. Amitabha also planned to change history so that Maitreya's" future relic "would not be broken. Who knows, Maitreya stopped this and made a great wish," not to save all living beings, not to save the end of the world, not to seek the future. "Now the Buddhist kingdom on earth occupies half of the real world, and it has spread all over the universe. Maitreya has already touched the world To the other side of the wonderful, there is the possibility of breaking away from the sea of suffering Without a trace of haze, Yang Jian said, "once he tries to preach, it will stir up the harmony between the Buddhist kingdom and vacuum hometown for more than a hundred years. At that time, people on the other side will have to do one. It's your chance."
Zhao Fugui nodded slightly: "the opportunity is rare, but the accumulation of their own foundation is more rare, can not put the cart before the horse."
Yang Jian caressed his hand with a smile: "good! The master dangmo was too eager for opportunities, so he reluctantly acted and ended up in a miserable situation. "
Zhao Fugui took a deep look at him and said slowly, "since you have been tracking down the whereabouts of Yuanshi teacher, your whereabouts have been unknown. It seems that you are enigmatic. After all ages, the accumulation of foundation is even more Maitreya. So is the hope of achieving the other side. Why don't you try it at home and place your hope on me instead?"
Yang Jian gave a low smile and said: "I'm used to careful arrangement. I always like to hide and release water. If I don't like to work hard, I'll lose the momentum of fighting for the front line. In this regard, I'm not as good as Uncle you or Monkey Sun. Even if everything is ready, there's no other side to block the way, and there's only five or five chances to break free from the sea of suffering. Once I fail, I won't have the chance to come back again 。”
"In addition, the patriarch left me a comment, and I have a feeling in my heart. The opportunity for me to become a Taoist is in the next era, if there is another era."
"Then why do you place your hopes on me?" Zhao Fugui has a deep vision and can almost reflect each other.
Yang Jian pondered for a moment:
"in short, little martial uncle, you are not only the other and me of the magic Buddha, but also the product of the reduction and emptiness of your ancestors. Since you accept the" Dao Yi Yin ", you are like monkey sun's eight or nine years of cultivation."