I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

This hand is as huge as a towering mountain, and its size is beyond imagination.

It seems that with just a light wave, the sky can be completely blocked and the sun loses its brilliance.

And this whole hand was now shrouded in a layer of Buddha light that was looming.

But the Buddha's light had a faint trace of blood, which was different from the pure gold color of Shariputra Buddha.

At the same time, terrifying fluctuations of blood and blood were constantly coming from this hand.

The prosperity of the qi and blood was shocking, as if a torrent of never-ending torrent was rushing in it.

If someone dares to get close, it may be possible that just this power of qi and blood can easily crush it.

After looking closely, I could find countless rationalities like silk threads, directly intertwined on this huge palm.

These Taos and Dharmas are enangled and integrated, echoing each other, forming a huge word "day".

It is no exaggeration to say that this hand is no longer just an ordinary hand, but has become the most intuitive symbol of "Tao" itself.

Every wave and every movement of it seems to be a concrete manifestation of "Tao" in this world.

The original Buddha light that lies across countless time lines and originated from Shariputra Buddha was originally a solemn treasure.

However, when it caught a glimpse of this extremely terrifying hand in an instant, it seemed as if it had suddenly encountered a destined natural enemy.

The sacredness and majesty that originally permeated the Buddha's light disappeared in an instant, replaced by a deep sense of shrinkage.

I saw the Buddha's lightning begin to shrink sharply with lightning speed, trying desperately to hide himself.

However, the giant hand that poked out from the depths of the blood river refused to give up at all.

He bit the Buddha's light tightly and chased after him like a shadow.

In the blink of an eye, this giant hand shuttled and returned through the long river of time, tracing up and down for tens of millions of years.

Its speed is beyond imagination. Wherever it passes, the river of time has ripples.

This scene made Huang Yan Tianjun and Chu Junyin, who were in the long river of time, stunned.

The next moment, the scene couldn't help but change.

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Three hundred thousand years ago.

There was mist in the mountain stream.

The morning dew slowly slid down the mossy stone wall, dripping into the puddles on the ground, making a crisp echo.

At this time, the hunter wrapped in bear skin was lurking in the bushes.

His eyes were as sharp as eagle and falcon, staring at the white deer who was drinking leisurely by the stream not far away.

I saw him skillfully spread his bowstring and hit an extremely sharp arrow.

The white deer seemed to be unaware of the danger that was about to come. It just lowered its head as if no one was around and gently sipped the clear and sweet stream water.

"Swoosh!" Accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the arrows shot by the hunter galloped away like lightning.

However, just as this sharp arrow was about to hit the white deer, time seemed to suddenly freeze.

On the long river of time, two figures suddenly emerged.

One of them was Xie Que. His expression was as calm as water, and his body emitted a faint light of blood.

The other person is Shariputra Buddha, and behind him a huge Buddha shadow standing tall and earth appeared and faintly appeared.

The giant Buddha behind Shariputra suddenly poked out a big hand covering the sky and the sun.

With a lightning speed, he accurately grabbed the speeding arrow and crushed it to pieces.

The frightened white deer suddenly jumped high in panic, and under the four hooves, countless crystal clear water splashed.

"You dare to interfere in the past!"

Shariputra Buddha's face was cold, and his eyes revealed a sharp light.

At the same time, the blood river under Xie Que's feet began to roll violently.

He just raised his fingers slightly, and with a light blink of an eye, a ray of blood poured down from the void.

It was like a waterfall made of blood, instantly covering the white deer.

Under the illumination of blood, the white deer's body began to twist and deform rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a crystal clear relics.

Then, the relics slowly fell into the heart of Xie Que's spreading palm.

Shariputra Buddha's eyes widened, and endless Buddha light burst out from his body: "This deer is the real existence of the past, and you really dare to change the past!"

Chu Junyin has already walked away from the waves, leaving only a sneer echoing in the valley:

"Hmph...but only 300,000 years, why don't I really exist?! It's time to finish today."

The next moment, the hunter bent his bow and arrow,

With the body of a mortal, he instantly shot and killed the white deer that turned into a relics on the long river of time.

Shariputer immediately spitted out a mouthful of blood, but Xie Que had already walked away from the waves, leaving only a sneer echoing in the valley.

...

More than half a million years ago.

In the downtown area, people are coming and going, and the noise is endless.

However, in this noisy place, on a tall punishment platform, the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

I saw a burly executioner with a fat face holding a cold ghost-headed knife.

And in the center of the Punishment Platform, a monk wearing a cassock sat quietly cross-legged.

His face was as calm as water, as if he was fearless of the coming death.

Just as the ghost-headed sword in the executioner's hand was about to fall, time seemed to have suddenly solidified.

Immediately afterwards, the long river of time seemed to be thrown into it, causing ripples.

There was only a loud "clang" sound, the ghost-headed sword that was supposed to be slashing at the monk.

It was actually bounced away by a golden palm.

The executioner also trembled at this moment, and his eyes, which were originally confused by drinking, gradually became clear.

It was Xie Que, and he had revived his memory at this moment.

But he has now turned into an executioner, holding the ghost-headed knife in his hand.

The monk slowly raised his head, and the face of Shariputra Buddha was clearly reflected in the reflection of the ghost-headed sword.

"What? Are you surprised to be chased by me?"

Xie Que's lips raised slightly and he smiled.

At the same time, a powerful aura gushed out from him,

There was an endless stream of blood rolling on the ghost-headed sword, like a surging sea of ​​blood.

Faced with Xie Que's provocation, the monk still remained calm.

A layer of Buddha light suddenly surged around him, and the Buddha light quickly gathered into a huge golden body of Tathagata Buddha.

With a crackling sound, Shariputra easily broke free from the shackles on his body.

In an instant, the burning karma fire and the sacred Buddha light intertwined.

"You have been chasing me for a total of 500,000 years. Is it just for this mere knife?"

Shariputra slowly stood up, staring at Xie Que with cold eyes and said.

Before he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and pressed it down at Xie Que.

I saw the golden light shining on his palm, like the scorching sun in the sky, making people afraid to look directly at it.

Xie Que did not dodge or avoid, allowing his golden palm to tear his chest open.

Blood gushed out, but condensed into blood in the air, firmly binding the Dharma body of Shariputra Buddha.

Not only that, countless blood vessels directly penetrated the long river of time, turning all these monks into mummies.

Xie Que just said coldly: "You think of me too simply..."

...

One million years ago.

The deep sea is as quiet as time stagnates.

The soft light penetrates the water surface and scatters dreamy light and shadows in the water.

Colorful fish are traveling between the coral reefs.

Inside a huge dragon clam, the pearl is formed and will turn into a dragon ball.

"Gulugulu..."

A huge vortex suddenly formed on the sea surface, and a huge sea snake swam towards the cave.

A corner of the sea snake's head will be a dragon transformed, obviously coming for the dragon ball.

Just as the sea snake was about to touch the cave, the long river of time stirred up storms, and the figures of Xie Que and Shariputra appeared out of thin air.

As soon as the Dharma body of Shariputra unfolded, a Buddha's light was like a net, instantly trapping the sea snake.

The sea snake struggled, making a dull roar, and the sea water was stirred up.

"You hid very well, but I still found it." Xie Que's face was cold, and his blood stretched towards Shariputra like tentacles.

Shariputra frowned, and the Buddha's light flashed on his body: "How can you let me go?"

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"Let you go, don't think about it!"

"Today I will let you see that even the Heavenly Lord on the other side is not an immortal body!"

Xie Que ignored the obstacle and reached out to suck the dragon ball, and the dragon ball turned into a stream of light and fell into his palm.

And the sea snake also took the opportunity to break free from Buddha's light and jumped up.

Then he swallowed the dragon ball into his belly and was about to turn into a dragon in an instant.

As one goes up and down, the figure of Shariputra Buddha on the long river of time becomes more and more illusory.

Correspondingly, Xie Que became much more solid.

In an instant, Xie Que let out his sleeves,

The sea snake that turned into a dragon suddenly dissolved into one with him and disappeared into the light and shadow of the long river of time.

Only Shariputra was left glaring at the empty dragon clam, and the sea water was still surging.

Three million years ago.

In the ancient jungle, spider webs flashed in the morning light.

A fly flew over and accidentally fell into the net.

The spider silk trembled, and the eight-eyed spider slowly approached.

The long river of time suddenly boiled, and Xie Que and Shariputra Buddha appeared at the same time.

The two looked at each other and took action at the same time.

Shariputra Buddha formed seals with his hands, and the Buddha's fire instantly turned into a giant palm and slapped at the spider web.

Xie Que tapped his fingertips, and his blood woven wrapped around like a snake.

"This spider is transformed by my divine thoughts, so don't even think of it!" Shariputra said coldly.

Xie Que had already put the fly in his palm and sneered:

"Do you say it's yours?"

"Can you live for so long and still don't know what it means to live with someone who is destined to live?"

The spider web shattered with a bang, and the spider turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated.

The fly flapped its wings in Xie Que's palm and even made the Sanskrit sound of Sariputra Buddha.

Shariputra Buddha's Dharma body collapsed, his eyes full of reluctance: "You... you have reversed cause and effect to this!"

Xie Que stepped on the waves and passed away, and the sound echoed over the long river of time:

"It's just that you're too confident and think that if you can't find you if you hide, you can't find me."

Five million years ago.

The snow-capped mountains are towering into the clouds, and the snow does not melt all year round.

On the edge of a steep cliff, a snow lotus stands proudly in it, with crystal clear petals, like ice sculptures and jade carvings.

The snow lotus sways gently in the bitter cold wind, as if it is integrated with the heaven and the earth.

"call……"

The strong wind suddenly rose and the temperature dropped sharply. A snow eagle swooped down from the sky, with sharp claws reaching the snow lotus.

Just as the snow eagle was about to catch the snow lotus, the long river of time shone brightly.

Shariputra suddenly waved and a jade bracelet knocked the snow eagle away.

The snow eagle flapped its wings in the air and made a shrill cry.

Shariputra suddenly smiled: "It's my turn this time..."

But in just a moment, a snow leopard suddenly rushed out from behind the rock on one side.

The snow leopard is extremely fast, and even the light cannot catch up with it.

It seemed to have penetrated the time directly, bit it directly towards the snow lotus, and then swayed away.

Only Shariputra was stunned and said, "Is this guy about to become the fruit of enlightenment...

...

In the depths of the long river of time, two figures keep chasing each other.

One is Shariputra Buddha emitting hazy Buddha light, and the other is the blood-colored figure of the Buddha's son.

They shuttle through the torrent of time, wherever they pass, space fluctuates and time is disordered.

Countless fragments of time are broken and reorganized in their collision and pursuit.

It seems that the fate of countless worlds has been rewritten at this moment.

In the end, after a long and fierce pursuit, the originally powerful Buddha light,

Under the continuous pressure of the giant hand, the light gradually dimmed, the power continued to dissipate, and finally suddenly disappeared.

At the moment when the Buddha's light completely disappeared, only a shout full of anger was left:

"The five million years of cause and effect should be over..."

"Are you really going to kill me?"

This sound seemed to have traveled through endless time and space, echoing throughout the entire virtual space, with endless reluctance.

When the shout echoed in time and space like thunder, Huang Yan Tianjun's face instantly turned as white as paper.

His face, which was originally majestic because of his confidence, was now completely shrouded in fear, and his eyes were filled with horror and panic.

"The Buddha's son, he is really a Buddha's son..."

"And Shariputra seems to have been defeated..."

Huang Yan Tianjun murmured to himself, his voice trembling constantly.

He knew the reputation and terrifying strength of the Buddhist son, and he had just witnessed him going back to time with his own eyes, and could easily change the past like nothing.

At this moment, he had no idea of ​​fighting with Chu Junyin in his heart, and he just wanted to escape from this place immediately.

His body trembled slightly uncontrollably, and the three-headed and six-armed Dharma body also dimmed with fear.

I saw him in a hurry to make seals, trying to tear open the cracks in time and space to find a way to escape.

And the Shariputra Buddha, who was about to die, was still unwilling to fail.

His figure shaking violently over the long river of time, representing that the ark of his other shore has begun to shake.

It seems that it will fall from the other side at any time.

However, the blood river hand that represents Tao and Dharma did not stop because of Shariputra.

It was like a ruthless giant beast, with the momentum of destroying everything, and continued to pounce towards Shariputra Buddha.

Wherever my hand goes, the water of the long river of time seems to be boiling and rolling violently.

"No..." Shariputra let out a shrill scream.

The blood river big hand instantly enveloped it, and the hazy Buddha light quickly dimmed like a candle in the wind under the suppression of the big hand.

Accompanied by a dazzling light, Shariputra's figure was shattered over the long river of time.

It turns into countless fragments of light and dissipates in endless time and space. (End of this chapter)