"Go past."

Time seemed to have frozen, and the world seemed silent, as if something special had happened.

Reciting the name of this sutra, Miaojiu was in inexplicable shock, her eyes widened. The relics floating on the sea of ​​consciousness, the Buddha on them is very compassionate, pouring out infinite creation, and shining with time.

The breath seems to be immortal and will always exist here, which is mysterious and mysterious.

But in fact, this compassionate Buddha is a scripture, which is composed of imprints. It retains the will of the founder to compile all kinds of evolutions and miracles into scriptures and inscribe them on this relic.

He didn't recognize these scriptures at all. Each one looked like natural lines, shaped like a dragon walking, embodying extraordinary Taoist charm, like the winding river of time.

The scriptures seemed to be the lines of the great road. Unfortunately, except for the name of the scriptures that he felt in his heart, Miaojiu wanted to read the rest of the scriptures, but it seemed that he had touched something indescribable.

There is no more sense of connection.

But that didn't stop Miao Jiu from getting excited.

He had a hunch that he understood this scripture.

This is a kind of induction in the dark, mysterious and mysterious, the fate is wonderful, and it is destined by God.

This is a treasure! A great blessing!

Miaojiu's expression gradually faded, and she tried hard not to show off too much, but it was so satisfying to make a fortune in silence! Her little mouth still couldn't stop grinning, almost dripping with laughter.

"Heh heh heh..." Miao Jiu's eyes turned into stars, hehe hehe giggled, looking like he was getting a good deal but still being obedient.

"Are you still aggrieved?" At this time, an old voice faintly sounded in Miao Jiu's mind.

"No grievance, no grievance." Miao Jiu restrained herself, her eyes narrowed, she was so happy.

"Do you still want to cry?"

"No more crying, no more crying." Miao Jiu shook his head and smiled obediently. He had no other thoughts for the time being. He could see that this scripture was extraordinary and very powerful.

Meow Jiu kept giggling, her body and mind exuded joy, and all her grievances were swept away.

"I don't know if it's worth it?"

The old voice lamented that it was rare that this little creature had a great background and was accompanied by a powerful guardian. Not only was it not accompanied by cause and effect, but it also possessed vast merits and aspirations.

That's all, I have passed away, and it is fate that I will give him my past.

Fate is destined by God. You can't hope for it, you can't wait for it, you can't luxury it, you can't ask for it. What should come will come naturally.

The arrival of this little thing was fate, which prevented this supreme scripture from gathering dust here and ending its inheritance.

"Little thing, no matter in the past, present or future, countless Buddhas will appear in the world, manifest themselves as Buddhas in the world, and educate all living beings." The old voice had some grand meanings, vague and indistinct, and Miaojiu listened solemnly.

Respect.

The old voice seemed to be recalling, and the bells were ringing. It had been so long ago, and many of his memories had been lost forever.

Miao Jiu kept waiting. At this time, he was very quiet and sat upright. He felt the solemn atmosphere. It seemed that the "old monk" wanted to explain something very serious.

"This place is not like this. It was once a brilliant Buddha land, a spiritual mountain, with eight heavenly dragons, Peacock King, Bodhisattva, Arhat, Vajra, and other Buddhas, including my Buddha..."

The old voice stopped again, and he was trying to remember. At this time, the bell wave swayed through Miao Jiu, and in the bell

The plaque was shining brightly, and the rust was about to recede. The four big characters were extremely brilliant, and an extremely solemn and solemn sound of Zen came out. It seemed that in response to the words of the old voice, the Buddhas were chanting sutras.

Miao Jiu was a little stunned. These verses sounded so vague and hazy to his ears, as if they sounded outside the world, and he couldn't hear them clearly. After all, they were all sounds from the past, and he didn't know how much time and waves had passed between them.

"But later, my Buddha... was defeated. The past Buddha, the present Buddha, and the future Buddha all fell."

"This is just the last fragment. The heavenly palace has fallen. The Buddha was smashed. Bodhisattvas, Vajras, and Arhats are all stained with blood. All living creatures are crying..."

"It has turned into what it is now, a dead silence, everything has turned into evil and dead things..."

The old voice was full of sorrow and regret at this time, and the faint bells were full of sadness, as if they were paying tribute.

Meow Jiu is very curious, I am...who is that?

Why did you lose? Who did you lose to?

The cat's curiosity is strong, but the old voice seems a little unclear now, talking and talking, as if trying to remember.

"I was defeated in the last era of wilderness!" Finally, the old voice rang again, and Miao Jiu was a little surprised after hearing it.

Araji heard this word again.

Miaojiu came into contact with this word. Zixia's first headmaster once told him about it. This was an extremely ancient era.

The last era of desolation was the prosperous era of the small desolation. The first emperor appeared in the world. After that, the era of one emperor and one generation began, and the splendor of the ancient emperors and ancient emperors was staged.

Could it be that the Buddha failed because he... failed to become the First Emperor?

Miao Jiu made some associations.

The senior brothers and sisters all said that "Huang Ji" represented some taboos, and as for the master, it was even more impossible to tell him.

Miaojiu's breathing was a little rapid, and she looked at the stone Buddha with bright eyes. This is the great secret of the universe for all eternity. Do you want to know something now?

This, this, this... I'm not ready yet.

Miao Jiu was a little nervous and a little excited.

Talk, keep talking, talk quickly!

Miao Jiu stared at the stone Buddha, her eyes wide and her body trembling.

If you really say that, this ancient temple is very long. It was in the same era as the First Emperor, and even older than the First Emperor. And this old monk... my God! How old it is, and the civilization collapsed.

Death has happened countless times. I'm a little nervous and want to eat something.

"I... once said... it was a retrieval, it seemed to recreate some unspeakable objects, things, even times, creatures..." the old voice continued, but he may have heard these things but forgotten them.

Maybe I have never heard of it, but soon, he stopped talking again, and the bell stopped ringing.

Miaojiu cracked some melon seeds she bought from Mortal Capital, making a crackling sound, and waited expectantly for the next message.

What are you... doing!

Don't you know I'm talking about something serious?

This little thing actually... broke his lips!

You're here to watch a show!

Even if there are gods, Buddha is merciful, but now even the merciful Buddha wants to turn into angry eyes to save this little bastard!

Boom~ Suddenly, the bell wave shook, like a huge chestnut hitting Miao Jiu's head. He burned the melon seed skin into nothingness with a fire. He was cracking the melon seeds vigorously when Miao Jiu bit his tongue.

, and suddenly felt like my head was going to explode.

"

"Meow, meow, meow..." Meow Jiu covered her head and rolled around on the ground, screaming in pain all the time. The melon seeds scattered all over the floor. Stars appeared in her eyes, and the sea of ​​​​consciousness swelled with big waves. The dreamland of cats in the sky above

It's time to show your dream.

At this time, a golden orange cat withdrew its innate sword shape, raised its head cutely and looked at the rune planet in the sky, with a magical brilliance blooming in its eyes.

He felt Dreamland calling him!

"Meow~!" This little kumquat soared into the sky and disappeared into Dreamland.

"Meow!" With this sound, Miaojiu screamed particularly loudly, shaking the world and crying. It was a hell of speed and passion that even his level could not bear. The next moment, he was stunned.

He kicked his calf, as if he had lost the breath of life, but he no longer screamed.

"..."

The old voice was speechless. What the hell is this little thing doing?

Also, where did you just talk about?

As I get older, my memory gets worse and worse.

After a long pause, Little Kumquat came out of the cat's dreamland. It was obvious that his face turned pale.

Miao Jiuduan sat upright, not daring to crack melon seeds even if she was nervous.

Suddenly, the old voice that she had been recalling suddenly sounded, and Miaojiu was so frightened that she immediately stood up and collapsed, and her hair exploded.

"The Buddha has not fallen. He is a past Buddha, a present Buddha, and a future Buddha. Little thing, let me ask you, is there still a Buddha in this world?" The old voice said, and the long-standing memory suddenly began.

The echo was a bit shocking.

"I don't know if there is a Buddha, but there is Zen in another world." Miao Jiu's fur rose up and slowly fell down, and she answered with a big tongue. Who can stand being surprised like this all the time?

"Zen..." the old voice whispered softly.

"It's not Buddha, but Zen..."

The old voice seemed to know that there is Zen in this world, and seemed very happy, as if it had made a wish.

What a shame. Even though time has faded away from him long ago, he is still like this.

This is what happened to a little guy, causing him to have mood swings.

"Little one, what you are cultivating is the present. With the past, you also need the future." Finally, the old voice reminded, and then he stopped talking.

I've said everything I should have said, and I've also said what I shouldn't have said.
To be continued...