Celestial

Buddha sits on the pagoda all day long, preaching sermons to the Buddha people, and never easily shots, except for the identity of the people in the Buddha gate, but also because he needs to use most of the power to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart. Unless the Buddha completely purifies the evil thoughts in the mind by the Buddha Dharma, he can only suppress it with his own power, so as not to let the evil thoughts come out to do evil...

In this way, the Buddha can use very little power, but also help suppress the coffin bottles and Jinwu...

However, although the process of suppressing and purifying evil thoughts is long, on the day when the evil thoughts are dissipated, the power accumulated by the Buddha during this period may also reach a terrifying point...

Lin Fei shook his head, withdrew his gaze and looked back at the big tree in front of him. Rather than worrying about the future, it would be better to solve everything in front of him.

Poison vines and big trees have been completely combined. Around them is a whole lush forest with lush greenery, gurgling streams, and vigorous vitality diffused out, scattered in the underworld.

"Not coming out yet?"

Soon after Lin Fei's words fell, a hundred-foot-long phantom gradually appeared in the sky above the forest.

But at this time, the poisonous vine looks very bad, very weak, and its strength is ten, the vague shadow turned out is uncertain, and it is constantly dissipating, dying, and dying...

Immediately, the ghost image gathered and when it appeared again, it had become a slender man in black. His face was pale and his eyes were astonishingly black. At the moment, he clenched his fists with his hands and bowed to Lin Fei: "Thank you, my dear, Keep me alive."

Lin Fei looked at him and shook his head: "I'm not killing you, I'm just giving you a chance to speak. You should know that you are no longer alive now. There is no way to live."

There was a bit of a wry smile on the face of Qiandu: "I know."

"Do you regret it?"

"The King of Tree treats me like a brother, but I want to kill him. There are still many innocent deaths. What regrets?"

"You can deceive the king of the tree by saying this. There is no need to lie here again." Lin Fei smiled, and his eyes were straight to Qian Poven: "If you really want to kill the king of the tree, my How can you stop you with the mirror of the two lives? I don’t regret this sentence, I ask you, you will die for the tree king, and don’t regret it."

Qianduteng stared at Lin Fei in a daze, as if he didn't expect him to say these words, with shock and surprise on his face, and then fell into silence.

After a long time, Qiandu Fuji with a complex complexion sighed: "I don't regret it."

Lin Fei did not have many unexpected looks.

"For thousands of years of practice, once fell, who can not be afraid? If I still have a choice, of course I am willing to choose myself to live, to prove the road, but unfortunately, the Blue Dragon King did not give me the opportunity to choose, if I don’t die, then the only thing that can die is he……"

Speaking of which, Qianduvine looked down at the forest under him, and he could feel the vitality inside from a long distance. He smiled: "Besides, I can't be considered dead as I am now. , Just changed a way, survived in your haze, much better than the ending I imagined."

"You can think of it this way, but it's a bit sensible." Lin Fei also smiled. He remembered the copybook in the Daogu that was condensed by the big tree and asked, "There is a crippled part of the Daogu that is condensed by the big tree." Copybook, what do you know the origin?"

Qian Yuteng's eyebrows condensed and wondered: "Copybook?"

"Yes, there is a sword in it."

A poisonous look appeared on the face of Qianduvine: "I remembered that it was what the King of Trees got. I also asked him once and heard that the copybook was in its hands ten thousand years ago."

"At that time, this world was not sealed by the Blue Dragon King as a Jedi. Some outside monks came to the Dragon Bone Realm to experience their own strength. They wanted to kill a big demon, and the big demon fled. Then the outside monks chased, and the two were killed all the way. Here, an amazing battle broke out, destroying countless trees. The big demon refused to be killed, and broke out his own life and magical powers. He wanted to die with the outside monk, but the monk also had some skills, and it was difficult to be easily killed. Seriously wounded, but the battle still continues..."

"The tree king at that time was annoyed that the two killed his descendants, and angrily took their lives. They took their blood and bones as fertilizer and sprinkled it into the soil to nourish the tree demon of this side. The copybook is a monk from the outside world. From the body."

Speaking of this, Qianduteng sighed: "Later, the King of Trees and I also studied the handwriting on the copybook, and clearly can feel the sharp meaning flowing on it, but they are always indifferent and can't understand the door. Entering, seeing it for a long time, it seems that even the soul of the soul will be injured and can only be put away. Later, as time goes on, he gradually forgets the copybook, and if it is not mentioned by the benefactor, I can’t remember it. Now..."

When Lin Fei heard this, he understood it in his heart, and said that it was really like the Buddha's words, and the chance was destined.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the king of the tree accidentally got a torn copybook, but he couldn’t see through it, and he even hit it by mistake. After seeing the sword spirit, this is only today, and he got another 15 words. Refined a splashing ink sword...

Although it is still far away to get 365 words together, it is not easy. You should know that when Lin Banhu spent his entire life in the past, he had only heard of copybooks and had never seen the true content.

"The fate is destined, and the water will come..." Lin Fei silently said what the Buddha said and smiled, and then he looked at the poisonous vine that gradually faded above the woods and said, "Go."

Qiandu Fuji took a deep look at Lin Fei, and once again bowed to Lin Fei to thank him. Then, his figure became a little transparent, and finally dissipated in the forest under him.

For a time, the originally turbulent underworld returned to tranquility. The mountains in the distance stood high, the river gurgled, and the voices of the Buddha's pure land clamoured, lining the forest like a green sea, giving birth to infinite vitality...

Lin Fei stood on the top of the mountain, looking at his own dark soil, his mind was flying, and finally his eyes fell on the new forest, and said softly: "The game of Qinglong King has really been deployed for too long..."

Under the coercion of the Blue Dragon King, Poison Ivy and the Tree King had no choice, resulting in the migration of a clan, and the disappearance of the underworld...

Thousand-poison ivy said that he changed a living method, but Lin Fei knew in his heart that the poison ivy and king of trees that lived in this forest were not after all, but other new born creatures...

Before Lin Fei remembered, Qian Du Teng could not help sighing when he knew that he was going to die.

At that time, the reason why he would kill the poisonous tree instead of the king of the tree, one was that the king of the tree could not bear to kill the killer, and the second was because the look of the poisonous tree, the look of death, gave Lin Fei a trace of grief. The heart also saw that things were not as simple as what he had seen, so he intended to give Qiandu Teng a chance to justify it. At that time, Lin Fei used six swords to kill the life of Qiandu Teng, but left a Hold the ashes and spill them into the underworld, so that it can say the last few words.