Chapter 938

Only intelligent life can think about the meaning of existence, and it will happen after wisdom develops to a certain stage.

Those who fly to the sky, whether immortals or gods and Buddhas, are people with great wisdom. When they are still in that world and just set foot on the path of practice, they will inevitably start to think about this problem and find their own answer.

In the long road that follows, with more and more information, this answer may be revised, but the foundation will not change much. Until the last moment of their existence, they will take out this answer and think back for a moment, so as to get real peace and joy.

The happy monk saw the sword of Jing Jiu, the wings of death from the West and the departure of General Li in the fog extraterrestrial system. He had already determined his idea and got real peace. Only then could he change his name from great sorrow to joy.

At this time, on this planet called moon watching, the starlight all over the sky is covered by dark clouds. He has a clear feeling that something may happen later, and even see the last moment of existence, but he doesn't have to think about it anymore. He just needs to do it calmly and wait for those things to happen.

Great Nirvana floated in the night sky. He scattered Buddha light all over the sky and condensed into a high tower to suppress the space crack.

Invisible dark energy gushed out of the space crack, constantly bombarding the array and his Zen Mind.

That is the will of a universe more vast and grand than his universe.

It's amazing that Buddha array and Zen mind can block each other for several hours.

More and more dark energy encroached on the Buddha light, shook the tower and spread around the planet's surface. Two hours ago, there was a sharp rise in the space crack, which triggered a strong earthquake and tore up the edge of the Buddha array, making this trend irreversible.

Standing on the nirvana, the joyful monk raised his eyes and looked at the four fields. From time to time, he saw extremely tiny sparks from the farms in the distance, the fields and barren mountains in the distance. It looked like fireflies shining and then died.

It was the self explosion of an infected cockroach after sending out an early warning signal.

Galaxy alliance humans have always been used to observing and determining the boundary of dark energy in this way.

Looking from his high altitude, the sparks on the ground looked like a big circle with a diameter of tens of kilometers, which was very clear.

In this big circle, the weeds and seemingly dead trees under the residual snow have been slowly soaked by dark energy, the color is gray and black, and the branches sway in the wind, as if they were going to live.

I don't know how many monsters walk under the earth. The screams of panic and the friction sound when running away can be heard everywhere. The ground is broken from time to time, and many voles and insects rush out and flee in all directions.

A gray rabbit was infected by spores. It jumped out of the ground and fell heavily on the ground. After a while, it slowly stood up. There was no fear or luster in its eyes, but it was dead. Its gray hair also fell with the wind. With a whoosh, it turned into a black lightning, emitting a cold and terrible smell, and ran towards the distant city, Much faster than when I was alive.

The happy monk was tired and his eyelids were heavy. He took back his sight from afar and naturally looked at the space crack below.

A generation sequence is trying to climb out of the space crack. Its thin arms like dead wood are scratched at the edge. Its body surface is like leather coated with charcoal. The whole person is like a hairless monkey, giving people a gloomy and evil feeling.

The Buddha's light fell from the tower and shone on the sequenced body, producing green smoke like burning.

The bird didn't know whether there was pain and fear of disappearance. It opened its lips, exposed its gray gums and sharp teeth, and howled silently at the happy monk in the night sky. There was no emotion in its gray eyes.

With a soft buzzing sound, the generation sequence jumped up directly from the crack and rushed towards the happy monk in the sky, but it couldn't get close to the happy monk's body at all, so it was turned into nothingness by the Buddha light in the sky.

Then, hundreds of generations poured out of the space crack and jumped up one after another. Under the suppression of the Buddha's light, they wanted to bite the happy monk. Several of the highest and fastest generations were even about to touch his broken monk's clothes.

Under the cover of these sequences, a large number of half tails swept out of the space cracks like lightning. I don't know whether they were guided by instinct or by command, they accurately found the gap in the Buddha light array, ran out of the scope of the factory ruins and disappeared into the fields under the night.

This has happened twice. The generation sequence that human beings have been infected into has no wisdom, but it is obviously organized and more planned. It is through the crazy attack and self sacrifice on the happy monk that the half tail has found an opportunity to escape.

When those half tails disappeared in the field, more blood thumbs floated out of the space cracks. These monsters transformed by microorganisms were difficult to see with the naked eye, but when they were too many and gathered together, they seemed to turn into real black smoke.

The joyful monk sat down on the great Nirvana with an expressionless face, closed his eyes, gently turned the rosary with his right hand, slightly opened his thin lips, and the truth came out.

The Buddha's light suddenly flourished, and the high tower glittered like glass, illuminating a large field in the north of Wushan city and the space telescope on the top of the mountain.

In the hissing sound, the black smoke faded with the naked eye. I don't know how many blood thumbs were purified.

Those who jumped into the air issued silent but sad cries, disintegrated into black charcoal like meat, and then turned into finer spores, but those spores could not float away and were directly crushed into very tiny powder by the Buddha light.

Whether it is the purified black smoke or those tiny powders, they float up by themselves and enter the great Nirvana one after another.

There are many metal lattices on the surface of Nirvana, of which a small lattice has been filled in the sea of darkness and turned into black and gold. At this time, another lattice was slowly filled, but the material seemed to be glass and graphite.

Whether it's chronological order, half tail, or those blood thumbs, they only have the consciousness of killing and destruction, but their own existence is extremely difficult to be erased. This war with the seabed has lasted until now, the happy monk has consumed a lot of spirit, especially the trouble is that the black smoke, the spores after the monster's death, and the invisible dark energy scattered in the space are constantly wasting the Buddha's light, The extremely prosperous Buddha light was thinned again.

The high tower condensed by the light of Buddha trembles again and may collapse at any time.

If the tower collapses, those black and gray monsters will flow out of the space cracks like a tide, occupy the planet countless times faster than now, and turn all the life on the planet into one of them. At that time, mankind can only give up the planet.

The joyful monk had a strong ability to make decisions and changed his battle strategy before the tower collapsed.

The tower disappeared from the ground and was collected into nirvana.

The great nirvana is supplemented by the Buddha light and becomes brighter. It looks like a full moon in the night sky.

The broken monk's clothes are light, like a military flag that refuses to lose.

The joyful monk fell in front of the space crack, and all the Buddha light converged in his body, making his face glow with gold. The original soft lines became much harder, and the handsome young man seemed to become a real golden Buddha.

He raised his right hand without expression.

In the night sky behind him, a huge golden Buddha loomed.

The Golden Buddha raised his right hand as he moved, and then fell.

Big handprint!

With a loud bang, the factory ruins were made lower by the huge impact.

The giant palm of the Golden Buddha fell on the ground and covered the whole space crack.

The very thin turbulence overflows from the edge of the palm and makes a sharp and harsh sound.

I don't know how many monsters of the sea of dark things hit this huge palm and turned into powder.

The unimaginable, tidal impact made the palm of the Golden Buddha tremble, as if it could be shaken at any time.

The happy monk closed his eyes.

In the Buddha light, the long eyelashes are trembling.

The power of the sea of dark things, whether it is nirvana or the pagoda, cannot be blocked.

Even if his golden body is stable and strong, how long can it resist?

Time passed slowly.

The happy monk's face was as pale as paper in the sea of dark things, and now it is just so.

But I don't know when his eyelashes fell off.

It seems that the golden hair plated by the Buddha light is not a real golden body.

Or is that why all the monks in Guocheng Temple lose their hair?

Joyful monk is not afraid of the impact of those monsters or the infection of spores, but he will still be eroded by the purest and intangible dark energy.

The Zen Mind is still as firm as a rock, and the clarity is unimpeded, but the golden body is slightly ill.

The huge palm of the Golden Buddha fell, and the little finger on the edge began to appear defects, with faint signs of collapse.

The tail finger of Huanxi monk's right hand is slightly black.

The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the starlight is also getting thicker and thicker. Correspondingly, the Buddha light in the factory ruins is getting weaker and weaker.

I don't know how long it took. The light and shadow changed again. That's because the morning light came through from under the distant clouds and gradually lit up everything in the mountains.

The happy monk suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the space crack covered by the Golden Buddha's handprint. There was an extremely cold killing intention in his eyes.

Hiss, hiss, hiss.

Countless black tentacles, with an evil and terrible smell, drilled out of the extremely narrow position between the palm of the Golden Buddha and the space crack.

The right hand of the happy monk is still against the void, while the left hand is grasping across the air. With this simple action, countless arms stretch out from behind him and grasp those tentacles one after another. It seems clumsy, but it is too accurate and fast to imagine.

There was a terrible sound of breaking in the factory ruins. Countless golden hands grabbed countless tentacles and tore them savagely. Those tentacles broke into several sections without holding on for a long time. Black smoke and dust burst out from the fracture, and there were spores inside.

The happy monk took a deep breath and inhaled all the black smoke into his stomach.

The next moment, his body shook slightly, his chest and abdomen suddenly bulged, and then returned to the original.

Several golden flames poked out of his nose, gradually extinguished and turned into wisps of smoke.

I think the spores sucked into his abdomen were burned by the Buddha fire.

The black tentacles were torn off like octopus feet, but the mother nests were still there.

Only the roaring sound sounded, and the space crack inflated again. I don't know how many mother nests chose self explosion at the same time, forming an extremely huge force, which directly shattered the big handprint of the Golden Buddha.

The happy monk was shocked again and came more than 40 kilometers away along the deep pit before yesterday evening.

But this time, he was ready to step on the great Nirvana and sweep away backward. He turned back in an instant. Before there was any more movement on the space crack, he directly reached out and grabbed a mother nest from the inside, turned his left hand and cut it with the great Nirvana as a knife.

Cao Yuan is his descendant in Guocheng temple and is known as the sword saint by the world.

This Zen ancestor's sword technique is not inferior to him at all.

The golden wind blew away the morning light, and more than 30000 knives appeared in an instant. The two mother nests were cut into the smallest pieces without resistance.

More and more mother nests are pouring out of the space cracks that expand to hundreds of meters.

The happy monk was still expressionless. He just picked his eyebrows, flew high into the sky and began to walk at high speed.

Those black mother nests just came to this world. They broke up in an instant before they had time to do anything.

At this time, the stars in the distance are some distance from the horizon, but they are just covered by dark clouds, and the world has become much colder.

The joyful monk walked between the mother nests and brought out countless bright lights.

He still uses the sword technique, but he does the way of controlling the sword.

Many years ago, he went to Castle Peak at the beginning of his cultivation. The sword cultivation of Castle Peak gave him an introductory sword formula. Naturally, the beginner's sword formula is not powerful, let alone profound, but it is enough to cultivate excellent sword control skills in the hands of such a great person as him.

The mother nest and all kinds of monsters burst out of the space crack, and he cut them into pieces and turned them into black smoke.

That is, the cold sunshine and gray clouds are covered by black smoke and can no longer see any scenery.

The light from Nirvana suddenly converges into a light spot at a certain moment.

The happy monk looked into the dark smoke and the crack in the space, and his eyes were slightly cold.

There was an extremely powerful smell.

It was as cold as the sky.

Like black smoke.

As if death had become a concrete picture, it fell on the surface of the moon watching planet.

As the black smoke dispersed and the space twisted, a huge mother nest appeared over the factory ruins.

The dark one is still so ugly and ugly. Countless tentacles are still hidden under the leather like body surface, like the muddy ground where weeds are about to emerge. There are hidden waves in the mud. The places passing by are slightly protruding, some like facial features, and some like swallowed life.

——The head of another sea giant.

The happy monk thought about the novel written by Jing Jiu. No wonder there is only one mentally retarded descendant left of the giant family in Chaotian mainland, which is retribution.

He took out a Vajra pestle made of black stone from Nirvana and prepared to kill the mother nest as soon as possible without sacrificing half of his magic power.

The dark one is different from the ordinary mother nest, and can even affect the consciousness environment of the whole planet. The most direct threat is that the star alliance government has never considered facing this level of monster in the underground base set up by the moon watching planet, an ordinary residential star. Those alloy doors in the underground base, together with the gravitational field generator, can block the erosion of ordinary mother nests and even dark energy, but they can never block this kind of thing.

If this huge black mother nest is allowed to roam the planet, it will only take half a day and all life will die.

But at the next moment, the cold and dead breath... Suddenly became stronger.

That breath is already strong and unimaginable. How can it be stronger?

In the few human observation reports, this phenomenon has never occurred.

It is already the highest level mother nest and cannot evolve again.

Joyful monk doesn't believe that the dark one can evolve into a more powerful existence. Otherwise, what's the need to fight this war?

Then there is only one explanation. The dark one who came to the moon watching planet is not one.

Sure enough, behind the dark one turned from the giant's head, another dark one slowly floated out.

The dark one is not the standard mother nest shape. There are only a dozen weak tentacles on the surface, but two protrusions like wings on the lower side.

Still ugly.

The happy monk confirmed that there was no such high-level mother nest in all the observation reports, even in the girl's database.

What kind of monster is this? Thinking of these problems, he has put away the Vajra pestle and stepped on nirvana to a mountain 200 kilometers northwest of the factory ruins. The strongest human can't defeat the two highest level Mother nests at the same time. Just like in the sea of dark things a few days ago, the only thing he can do is to escape, escape farther and farther, and maybe he can only go to the universe later. Standing on the edge of the mountain, he looked at the factory ruins in the distance, and suddenly his desire to escape decreased a lot. Because another... Dark one came out of the space crack. Then came another Some dark people look like obese birds without feet. In some places, the dark ones are like square stones wrapped in mud. In some places, the dark one is a head. Some dark places are just like ordinary mother nests. The common features are roughly spherical, with black and gray surface, some places are shriveled and some places are raised. It seems that there are some objects flowing inside, giving people a disgusting feeling. Of course, they will make people feel sick. In addition to being ugly, they are more about the smell of death they carry. Countless generations, half tails, and strange monsters poured out of the cracks in space, scattered like waterfalls, and rushed everywhere on the surface of the planet. The happy monk didn't try to do anything to stop it. In order to resist the cold breath of those who are in the dark, he has worked hard. His face is pale like new paper, and the Buddha light emitted by nirvana is extremely dim. Nine dark ones floated out of the space crack. They dispel the previous black smoke, dispel the clouds in the sky, come to the extreme height of the atmosphere and look down on the world like an emperor. The unimaginable cold smell scattered from their ugly bodies condensed the mechanical wells in the agricultural machinery factory on the ground and crushed several stones. The black smoke and clouds are scattered. In principle, we should be able to see the rising sun. Unfortunately, I can't see it. The nine black suns in the sky took away all the light. Joyful monk stood on the edge of the cliff, his ragged monk's clothes floating gently, just like the flag of a defeated general about to fall. He looked at the nine huge mother nests in the sky and thought what the hell was going on? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.