Chapter 1021

He looked at the stone tablet quietly.

This means that his perception falls on it.

I don't know how long it took him to confirm something.

The things left by this higher civilization have no impact on the universe, but only on the things of that higher civilization itself. In other words, if he is still the former well nine, he may also be swallowed up by this black monument.

Shen Qingshan should not have thought of this, because he has not done experiments, otherwise he will not be lured into the game. Otherwise, all things will be swallowed up by the black stele, and his intentions will all fail.

He suddenly thought of Xueji's description.

The black Obelisk can expand indefinitely.

It can't affect the universe.

From these two points, it is somewhat similar to his current state.

I don't know how long it took, he looked away from the black stone tablet, turned and flew to the sun again.

This time he did not detour in the previous way, but flew in directly.

I don't know what the black stone tablet brought to him, confidence or new understanding?

Before long, he flew out of the sun.

Neither the high-temperature and intense particle flow nor the violent energy reaction had any impact on him.

He should be the first intelligent life to penetrate the star after the God.

People on the blue planet are still staring at the light.

Without stopping, he flew over the dense warships and flew out of the solar system.

On the third day, he learned to determine his position in the universe.

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At the edge of the local Galaxy Group, there are more than a dozen galaxies scattered. These galaxies are not included in the list of the galaxy alliance astronomical Bureau, and are still the deepest secret today, because they are the experimental planets of the rising immortals.

On the planet covered with snow mountains and grasslands, no matter the dignified imperial capital or the villages and tribes scattered in the fields, everyone knelt on the ground and looked at the snow mountains in the distance, his face full of fear and confusion.

The belief of the people of the Buddhist kingdom is extremely firm. Those ascetic monks can rise in the air only by will. However, when they suddenly find that there are two Buddhas, and the two Buddhas are fighting, what can they do?

The side vein of the highest snow mountain has collapsed more than half. It can be imagined that the previous battle was so fierce.

The top of a snowy mountain.

The joyful monk sat on the Nirvana with a haggard and thin face. He was no longer handsome. His monk's clothes were ragged. There were wounds all over his body. There was a faint black gas overflowing from the wound. He looked extremely miserable.

Cao Yuan looked at him expressionless with the iron knife.

The chase from the scorpion tail nebula was very long and bloody.

The joyful monk tried his best to incarnate thousands of people, but he still couldn't get rid of Cao Yuan. The injury left by Liu when he was ten began to break out. He had to choose the last way to save his life and return to the Buddhist kingdom.

He is the true Buddha here. Naturally, countless monks and believers came to block Cao Yuan.

The happy monk thought that Cao Yuan had guarded the snow field for many years like himself in those years. With compassion, it was difficult to kill ordinary people or stop each other for a period of time, but he didn't expect Cao Yuan to do it mercilessly.

The iron knife cut through heaven and earth. I don't know how many monks and believers it killed.

The bottom of the snow mountain is red with blood, during which hundreds of bodies lie, looking very dazzling.

"I thought you wouldn't do it." The happy monk looked at him and said in a slightly hoarse voice.

Cao Yuan said, "since you can fly, you naturally want to open up."

Happy monk read the novel and knew that this was what Jing Jiu said to him. He couldn't help laughing.

Cao Yuan even killed those ordinary believers and monks. I don't think he is pedantic, but I don't know why. At this time, looking at the happy monk who is seriously injured and dying, he didn't wave an iron knife to cut it.

"Like an ice cream drenched with strawberry jam." A voice sounded at the top of the snow mountain.

The voice was very calm, but the thought of describing the snow mountain full of blood gave a cold ghost air. What's more strange is that no matter the snow mountain or the air has changed, where does the sound come from?

Cao Yuan and Huanxi monk looked around and saw nothing.

The light of the sky converged slightly and condensed into a child.

Cao Yuan was shocked and speechless when he saw the child's eyebrows and eyes blurred and deja vu.

The joyful monk also recognized who the other party was. He looked like laughing and crying on his face. He raised his hand hard, as if he wanted to touch the other party. He said in a trembling voice: "you really embarked on this road. You also think I'm right, don't you?"

Jing Jiu ignored him and said to Cao Yuan, "Shen Qingshan is dead."

Cao Yuan was surprised and asked, "when did it happen?"

"Three days ago."

Cao Yuan and Huanxi monk were even more surprised and thought how distant the ancestral star is and how vast the universe is. Why did you get here in only three days? Can the spirit surpass the speed of light?

They would be even more surprised if they knew that Jing Jiu had only started there a quarter of a minute ago.

"The extension of consciousness is different from the transmission of information. The mind can reach where it goes. Just think." Well nine said.

Regardless of the injury, the happy monk patted his thigh twice, looked at Cao Yuan and said, "you see, I'm right."

Jingjiu asked Cao Yuan, "why don't you kill him?"

Cao Yuan said, "all beings in Nirvana are controlled by their Zen thoughts."

It turned out that joyful monk used those creatures as hostages.

Well nine said, "I just want great nirvana."

The voice fell, and there was a breeze on the top of the snow mountain.

The breeze blows and the face is slightly cold.

The happy monk shivered, and his haggard face gradually returned to Qingjun.

He felt something wrong, looked down at his body and made a strange sound of crying or laughter. After a moment, he gradually calmed down and said with emotion: "it's such a feeling."

Then he said, "yes."

It looks like talking to yourself, but it's actually a dialogue.

The happy monk closed his eyes and slowly bowed his head. He died like this.

Cao Yuan put down his iron knife and saluted.

The breeze entered nirvana.

The heavily stained surface of Nirvana suddenly became very clean, and the black and gold lattice was very eye-catching.

The happy monk's body disintegrated into sands and fell on the surface of nirvana.

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According to legend, there are three thousand worlds in Nirvana.

The breeze walked through it. It soon became clear that there were only more than 70 small worlds here.

The size of those worlds is different, the number of people living in them is also different, and the social type and environment are also very different. The only thing that is the same is that those living here are souls. Like slaves, they live under the will of heaven, work hard all year round, and then die. They flow between various worlds, as if there is no end forever.

At this moment, the way of heaven is dead, reincarnation is no longer, there is no voice to declare freedom, only the breeze passes slowly.

More than 70 slaves of the world stood on the wilderness, on the high mountain, and near the mine cave. They looked at the sky blankly. Suddenly, countless golden flowers fell from the sky. People's faces relaxed and gradually became happy.

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Jing Jiu left the Buddhist kingdom and went to nothingness instead of returning to the ancestral star.

Among the meteorites outside nothingness, he found the magic weapon of Zhongzhou school, looked at it and put it back.

Then he thought about what the gods said, and without hesitation for too long, he went to nothingness.

The process of entering nothingness gave him a more real understanding of the words of the gods.

A breeze swept across the continent.

This breeze first appeared on the sea between the continents.

He looked at countless ships and didn't find them. He sat and chatted with his giant friends for a while.

The giant didn't understand his current state very much, but he was very happy to see him back. At the cost of half a divine soul wood, he invited dozens of female elves to dance to celebrate.

Then he went to Penglai God Island and paid an official visit to the treasure boat king, which frightened the other party.

The next morning, a fairy in white stood at sea practicing her sword.

Suddenly a breeze lifted her dress.

She reached out to feel the breeze, looked at the man opposite, and whispered that she hadn't seen him for a long time.

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After leaving the sea and the girl, he went to the thousand mile wind corridor.

The gale that had lasted for countless years stopped like this.

The lotus on the lake sways gently and doesn't want to be lifted easily like clothes and skirts.

The inn had disappeared. Bu qiuxiao was meditating in the mountains and didn't meet.

Then he went to Chaoge city and looked at the well house and the palace.

Then he went to the snow field and saw Zen Zi and xiaoxueji.

He went to Guocheng temple and looked at the tower and vegetable garden.

He went to the East China Sea and looked at Tong patio and a Piao.

On the way to Shuiyue temple, he went up the steps and knocked gently at the door. When the door of the nunnery was pushed open, a little girl looked at the young man in white, bowed her head in shame and said, "this nunnery doesn't receive foreign guests. Please forgive me."

Suddenly, the little girl saw some petals scattered on the stone steps. She looked up puzzled and found that the peach tree in front of the nunnery, which had been dead for many years, was alive and opened countless flowers.

She was surprised, but didn't notice that the young man in white had entered the nunnery.

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