The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The light was dim and dim, and a number of people looked at themselves in their own looks, and Meng Qi had an unexplainable chill.

If it is the afterlife, it should not all be the same. It seems that the "miracle of the afterlife" is destroyed. Only the breath remains, and the future can only be seen. The future is uncertain and there are all kinds of possibilities.

Lingtai is clear, and Meng Qi looks around. He is suppressing the tremors, speculating, and trying to restore the consumption of the "breaking ancient rune".

"Since then, the ancient Buddha of the Lantern Festival ... was it because he was deeply trapped in a powerful chess game and repeatedly attacked? In the end, he was disheartened, seeking cleanliness, no longer struggling and resisting?" Meng Qi first looked at "the monk version of himself "Because this figure doesn't have the breath of Ananda, I have to infer this. As for why the heart is hurt, how can it be too much, it may be too much to be sure.

This is one of the worst futures!

Meng Qi looked at the figure of "self" and looked up at the sky. That sadness meant nothing more than substance. The listener was sad and the listener was in tears. Obviously, something extremely tragic was encountered!

"Did the little friends die? Or did other important people die?" Meng Qi shook his head, not wanting such a future at all.

This is also the worst possible!

The mighty warrior penetrated by the red spear appears to have been killed by the demon holy gun. The mad priests and the monks of the green lantern ancient Buddha have the same purpose, and Meng Qi obviously resists such a future.

The only "future" that seems not bad, is the swordsman in white, at least there is no obvious grief, frustration, or indifference between the eyebrows, the other is a domineering black strong man, quite like Meng Qi longing for. A style of painting, especially the "knife". Really mighty.

"That knife looks like a tyrant's knife. Is it really necessary to take the tyrant's road to a good end?" Meng Qi frowned. The tyrant was indeed fascinating, but it is also not good to be an enemy in the world. The final outcome. Perhaps the "Bawang version" himself siege to death when he shouted "Sword Come".

Meng Qi looked to the depths of Xun, and there were dim and indistinct figures all around him, which was his own future, a far-reaching future. It's hard to count and can't be sure.

The future is uncertain!

Taking careful steps, Meng Qi intends to look deeper into the "future", preferably at the end of time, with different endings. Let yourself understand who is behind the mighty power, who is willing to play chess casually, and who tends to break the game by himself. In such a way, he can use his strength to move around in the Tianluodi network, break through a line of vitality, and change from a chess piece to a chess piece. Chess player!

Take a few steps. Meng Qi frowned suddenly, because the figure that could not be seen just now did not become clear as the distance approached, and still could only see the first few.

"Is the mirror of the afterlife only fragmented and breathable. Can't we see and see more of the future?" Meng Qi seemed to have enlightenment, but he was not reconciled. He temporarily put his mind out of exploring the way out and focused on exploring here, maybe it was hiding. A ray of dawn in your own dark future, get rid of powerful chess and abnormal luck!

氤氲 Heavy. Dangling like condensation, dimly dark. Not too far away, Meng Qi seems to have entered the Nine Wraith Realm. It seems that monsters may be thrown out at any time around.

He carefully looked at the figures, discerned the Qi machine, and outlined the chaotic scrolls in his heart. He wanted to slowly find the source of his future, whether it was the fragments of the afterlife mirror or its breath, which helped himself.

The footsteps were silent, and Meng Qi moved forward slowly. Suddenly, a sign of danger appeared in his heart. He tapped on his toes, took a few steps back, and hid in a deeper depression.

After breathing, Meng Qi faintly saw a black robe figure flashing at a rapid speed. It seemed that he did not care about the "future" everywhere, and had his own purpose.

"羲?" Meng Qi converged, concealed fluctuations, and seemed to be integrated into 氤氲, presumably recognizing this figure as the mythical "sun **** monarch" 羲.

Does he seem familiar with this? Meng Qi raised doubts. Before that, he and Gu Xiaosang Mingming were in front of him, and the prince of the Cross World secretly followed the "protection". He could actually hide the law body and pass the way from the flame **** to the road ahead.

If you do n’t have an in-depth understanding of Jiu Zhongtian, even if you really see the opportunity, you may not dare to try it. – I ’m not in Han Guang. They entangled and delayed themselves and Gu Xiaosang before coming. Obviously I guess the existence of the King of the Cross, how could I risk being Danger found by the Dharma Acting like this?

羲 Quickly went away, Meng Qi thought for a while, while distinguishing the air and earth, while leaning towards the hall of this life, the weird big tree branch had lush foliage and developed root systems, and it was impossible to say that some of them spread to the depths. As a whole, meet the demands of the Avenue Tree and see how it will change.

For this small tree with a very large name, Meng Qi does not expect it to come in handy in the near future, only vaguely feeling that it will be important in the future.

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Gu Xiaosang paused at the "Living Hall" position, and frowned slightly, then suddenly jumped forward without any warning. The streamer flew, as if connected into a tent, holding her in her breath, and gently fluttering into the puppet.

She was not far away before, and suddenly an eye was prominent in the void, consistent with the cold and hollow eyes of the King of the World, and he murmured to himself:

"The fruits she collects are a bit weird ..."

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Gao Lan tried it, chopped his sword on the palm of his hand, and couldn't help the weird tree, angrily into anger: "Explore the martyrdom behind, wait for it to be cleaned up, and I won't believe that water work is useless!"

Even the slightly awakened Emperor Sword can only leave shallow scars. Han Guang seems to have seen a bit of the main material of the wooden walking **** soldier. He glanced, put away the greed, the breath was as deep as the sea. Turn into the martyr across the cave.

The King of the Transcendence is half-hiding in the void, and the sense of existence is extremely low, but the flicker is not high-profile and Han Guang slow.

The road was flat and without any modification. It seemed like a mighty man opened it at will and walked along for a while. The front suddenly became wide, surrounded by simple and mottled graystone, with a long vicissitude.

They have entered an ancient hall of gray stone, as if they had returned to the ancient times. They only felt that time and the void were abnormal, and there were signs of interlacing, but other than that, nothing special.

"Here is another world, it's abnormally connected ..." Han Guang's imitation time knife in his right hand has been retracted, his palms are on his back, and he is holding the upper part of Yan Mo's hand with a chic attitude, and his bamboo sticks and mens shoes are triumphant. Horse feeling.

Gao Lan sucked his nose: "Where can Jiuzhongtian go?"

The prince of the world is best at the way of the void, swimming forward, carefully sensing, empty voice said: "It is not much different from the outside."

Han Guang seemed to think of something. Hey, "Is it the road to the top two floors of Jiuzhong?"

"I remember that the roads and the 'gates' in the first few floors are prominent at the core." Gao Lan expressed doubt.

Han Guanghan guessed and said with certainty: "It should be someone who has forcibly moved the upper layer here, so that abnormal times and the void intersect."

Forcibly moved Jiu Zhongtian to the first floor ... Gao Lan patted the back of the sword-hander with his left hand: "What a power this is, it really makes my heart yearn for it!"

The space and time of this place are abnormal, and the induction of the three Dharma bodies is difficult and far.

"Maybe the one who opened the secret road ..." Han Guang took a leisurely step, his robes fluttered, and his style was extremely outstanding.

The three Dharma bodies walked for a while, and the Grey Stone Hall reached into the eyes. The forefront was suddenly broken. The void was chaotic, intangible and intangible. The space and time seemed to be condensed.

And at the very center of the break, stands a bronze door embroidered with green and embroidery, simple and vicissitudes, obscure atmosphere.

A stone monument stands in front of the bronze gate. It is ordinary and shaped like a mortal object. It is written with eight characters:

"No legend, don't enter this door!"

It usually stands there as if declaring rules and formulating jurisprudence!

The invisible power rushed towards him, Han Guang narrowed his eyes, and the prince of the world passed a cold hum.

Gao Lanyu said, "I try."

The Emperor's sword rises, the ghosts of all beings appear, the demons and ghosts surround the gods, the mountains and rivers stand out, the sun, the moon, and the stars are in the column.

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After a while, Meng Qi arrived at the solid place of Xun, guessing that it is the foundation of this hall of life.

Along the way, he searched for the roots of the weird tree and possible fragments of the afterlife mirror.

Looking around, his eyes lit up, and he saw an ugly root whisker sticking out from the solid **** and digging into it, and the tree of the avenue was hunger and thirsty again.

"It doesn't take much time to get here." Meng Qi couldn't hide his joy, pulled out the tree of the avenue, and leaned it up.

When they contacted, a stream of chaotic gas between the intangible and the tangible and intangible spewed wildly and flowed to the tree of the avenue.

In the secret passage of the Sansheng Temple, the weird tree has not withered, but is drawn from the dense branches and leaves!

These branches and leaves originally spread to all sides, connecting every place in the world.

Chaos flowed into the ground, and the Taoyuan tree quickly withered;

All breaths poured out, and the Decaying Dragon Terrace and the Demon Killing Terrace collapsed;

The heavens and the earth shook violently, shaking up and down, and cracks appeared in the solid white clouds!

Cui Qinghe and others were about to enter the vortex, and suddenly found that the vortex accelerated its rotation, and the horror was abnormal. It seemed that a terrible change took place inside!

Bang!

In the greystone hall, Gao Lan was frustrated to receive the sword, and the bronze ancient door was intact.

At this moment, the shock broke, and the three French bodies turned their eyes and did not understand where the change came from!

"Because of the sword?" Gao Lan looked inexplicably, and looked at the stele again, and found that there were four small prints in the corner of the stele:

"Yu Xu Yang Yan!"

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Bang!

The world shook, and Meng Qi was stunned and looked at the mad "eating" avenue tree, feeling that something bad had happened.

I'm going, I won't cause bad changes again, right? (To be continued)

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