The old monk walked up from the clock, his figure was a little illusory, not really resurrection, but like a state of undead that Miao Jiu was afraid of.

But he was very sacred, his eyes shining, his thin body was like a tangled dragon, and his pores were spewing out of the way, surging, and it could open the sky.

The old monk was very strong and terrifying, like an ancient saint born. Soon, he became like an ordinary person, with a simple way and a dull breath, but his energy seemed to be very strong.

He doesn't look like an old man from the era of the First Emperor. Although he looks like an old monk, he seems to be like a bell.

He was very compassionate, but now he was angry with this little boy, Miao Jiu. He was very majestic and knocked him out with a thunderous thunder.

"My Buddha... is compassionate..." The old monk looked at his body, took a deep breath, chanting the Buddha's name and pressing the true energy that was beating in his body, and the Buddha's energy was full.

This little disaster is really not a creature!

Not being a son of man!

A bad fate!

After his death, his flesh shell was still subject to cremation and destruction, which caught him off guard.

He has been tempering his mind for many years in time. No matter how calm his heart is, when he meets Miao Jiu, all of them are turbulent, commonly known as the mentality explodes.

On the side, Miao Jiu had already stopped. He had already stood up against Zhong Bo before, but now he fainted. The old monk intends to take action and wants to teach him a lesson.

"Is it easy for the old monk to sleep peacefully?" His words were silent and clanging. Before the blood turbulent, the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells were silent and there was no sound. In fact, even the temple would not open.

Some of the monks who had accidentally entered here before successfully climbed the mountain and did not encounter the Taoist Tianlong and entered the ancient temple safely. However, this is true, they did not encounter luck, but just saw some traces of the old monk and were sent away.

But this time, the dirty blood was attracted by the bright merit power of this little bastard, thinking that he was a Buddha and wanted to swallow him.

For such evil things, Miao Jiu is undoubtedly a bright lamp in the darkness. They are like moths and will pounce on them.

"It turns out that it's all because of you!" The old monk frowned and looked at Miao Jiu with anger.

This little bastard who looks like Mind but not Mind came out from where, and there are too many secrets.

"This little thing does have a connection with Buddha." The old monk sighed, with a faint figure. Looking at the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell transformed into the golden light, it really has the spirit of Ten Thousand Buddhas, although it is very simple and rough.

"I not only got the past sutra, but also saw the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell." The old monk was very thin, his skin was a little wrinkled. Even in the shadows, his muscles and bones emitted a faint golden light. If he were alive, he would be a holy monk.

Suddenly, he sat down cross-legged, and the holy light was flowing through the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells, and it began to tremble, and every Buddha seemed to be returning to time.

An invisible Zhong wave spread out from the emergent earth and scattered in the world. It was just among the eighty thousand miles of clouds and the Zhong wave did not spread far away.

Recalling the past, he found some memories related to the Buddha and remembered something.

Suddenly, the old monk opened his eyes suddenly, and a ray of sperm flashed by, and he said solemnly: "This era has changed a lot!"

This Buddha land floated between the eighty thousand miles of clouds and mountains. He found some answers from the eighty thousand miles of clouds and mountains.

"What I said about... Go back... is it in this era? That Buddha once mentioned it."

Backtracking? What is backtracking? He, the old monk of the ancient times, didn’t know it, and his Buddha could not give an accurate answer at all.

He even said these words to Miao Jiu.

He looked at Miao Jiu, and there was no cause and effect in his body, not only that, even if he looked at the future,

There is no future for Miao Jiu to speak of, because outsiders can’t see it at all. Even the master with great achievements will never be able to see Miao Jiu’s future.

The old monk was very dull before, but now he is not very dull.

He thought this little thing... was really an amazing creature!

"Why didn't I be surprised when I saw that he had no cause and effect before?" the old monk asked himself.

Shouldn't this be surprised?

It's right!

Looking at the ages, who can have no cause and effect?

Suddenly, the old monk let out a light exclamation.

In the great forest deep in the eighty-thousand-mile clouds, it is very dangerous. It is a miserable land, and the soil has become evil, because the creatures of the holy path have fallen and are contaminated with the holy blood.

He found something special, buried deep in the soil under a dead bone. It was a piece of amulet, a very simple amulet. The wood texture was very ordinary, but it was very ancient and vicissitudes.

It was buried deep in the soil and sank into it at some point, as if I had been sleeping for countless years, but now it is shining brightly, like a road sign.

It seems that I know that the Buddha land will emerge, so I let it go. Perhaps it is because I let it go that the Buddha land will emerge...

For a moment, the old monk seemed to understand something.

"My Buddha... has been defeated! What is that Buddha looking forward to?"

The old monk's eyes were very deep and looked far away. Through this emerging land, he looked into the depths of the eighty-thousand-mile Yunduan Mountain and saw the amulet. But then, he closed his eyes and shook his head.

"There is Zen in this world..."

"I can't control some things. My Buddha left behind the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells to suppress this Buddha land. If the evil demons escape here will be devastated."

"Buddha, I am defeated. This Buddha land is known as the Lingshan Mountain. What is it like now?... Forget it, that is also my Buddha, but that Buddha, I... can't speak nonsense."

"No matter what the Buddha land appeared in this era, no matter what major changes will happen after this era, no matter whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it has nothing to do with me."

How weak he is, he is not the First Emperor in the Little Wilderness Chronicle.

The old monk was not thinking about anything. The more he knew, the worse the ending would be. Moreover, he was already dead, so he didn't have to worry about it when he died, and he calmly suppressed the Buddha land.

No matter how big or small the times are, it has nothing to do with him. Yes, it has nothing to do with him...

Even if he still has a physical body, even if he comes from the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells, it has nothing to do with him.

I looked at Miao Jiu again. The past has been given to him. No matter whether he is worth it or not, it is fate.

Looking at the golden light again, the old monk thought about it, and finally sighed helplessly and said, "Forget it, this little thing has this fate."

As he said that, the old monk explored a ray of holy clouds on the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells, and all the Buddhas returned. With the ethereal and grand sound, it was the sound of chanting scriptures, which came from the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells and shone on the golden light.

In the sound of Buddha, Miao Jiu's golden light transformed, becoming stronger and stronger. At this time, Miao Jiu's body reacted, and the golden light he had cultivated was like a ball of metal essence, which was being constantly beaten.

In an instant, Miao Jiu's whole body was golden, as if it was made of Mingjin. It was not only dazzling but also powerful, with thousands of hammers not dispersed and all laws were not invaded.

This is a transformation of magic and a great fortune.

"With this golden light, there is no need for natal magic weapon at all, and the emperor does not need imperial weapons. To a certain extent, this golden light is a natal magic weapon, but this little guy is actually a sword cultivator."

"Who is there such a way of being able to have such a skill?"

The old monk not only sighed, but then he poured a ray of holy cloud into the bell transformed by golden light. He was shaping it and portraying all Buddhas for it.

Gradually, the bells transformed by the golden light became more and more sacred and extraordinary, more and more complete, with a powerful rhythm.

The chanting of scriptures was a little less, because a Buddha became clearer on the bell transformed by the golden light.

The old monk was still continuing, beating the golden light to shape it, and shaping the shape of the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells.

The old monk felt that the golden light could not hold on, but in Miao Jiu's sea of ​​consciousness, the little kumquat ran to Yan Liu's side. The simple man had a blurry face, but in a vague way, he seemed to be laughing quietly.

Crack~ The amount of golden light was reduced and it was broken. The golden bell was missing a corner. The old monk was about to give up, but another golden light rushed out of Miao Jiu's body, filling the gap.

"What's the situation?" The old monk was a little confused, but continued to explore a ray of holy clouds and continued to shape the body.

As the Buddha shapes on the golden bell became more and more popular, the Zen singing of the Ten Thousand Buddha Bells became smaller and smaller, and the golden light collapsed again and again, but was filled again and again.

The old monk suddenly felt like a sheep, being fleeceeded by a small thing.

When the Zen singing of the Wanfo Bell stopped, the old monk also fell silent.

"Why should I be kind?" The old monk regretted it a little.

He really shaped the shape of a Ten Thousand Buddha Bell for the Golden Light. A golden bell, which was exactly the same as the Ten Thousand Buddha Bell but much smaller, floated in front of him.

It has a very texture and radiance, like an inheritance of eternal past, a golden ripples spread out, like a sea rippling, very extraordinary.

Each Buddha above is golden and has a golden body.

This golden bell has its shape, some rhyme, and maybe it has a trace of its power.

Seeing his heart was in a dilemma, the old monk waved his hand, and the Buddha on the golden bell became a little illusory, and the golden bell dispersed, and a large amount of golden light returned to Miao Jiu's body.

Everything happened when he was sleeping soundly.

"Om..." The old monk scolded lightly, with a vast and boundless artistic conception, which was deafening, as if passing through the universe and pointing directly to the origin.

Meow Jiu cat's body shook, his eyelids moved, and he began to wake up.

"Ghost...Ghost!"

When Miao Jiu woke up, he began to shout in surprise, "The old monk has become a ghost, and he is ridiculously strong, and he can't beat him, so he has to cheat.

The old monk didn't care about him, and his voice rang directly in Miao Jiu's mind.

"Don't ask about anything. They will come out in a few days, and then you will be able to leave. You have never seen me or the clock. You have just found some luck... Do you understand?"

Miao Jiu was quiet, he was afraid, and the old monk was right in front of him, looking at him with a faint look.

Miao Jiu had already pinched his innate weather with one claw, and looked at the old monk and nodded at a loss.

The old monk was a little satisfied. The next moment, he pinched Miao Jiu and threw it up, as if he was thrown away.

Miao Jiu felt that he had flew away, and the next moment he came out of the ground, saw Tianlongtou, saw the ancient temple, and then fell towards the ancient temple.

"Meow~...boom!"

With a loud bang, Miao Jiu landed steadily, and there was a copper tower in front of him, and no one came out.

Miao Jiu was scared after a while, that old monk was so scary.

The strength is definitely outrageous.

"Meow~? My golden light has become stronger."

Miao Jiu was puzzled. He felt it intuitively that the golden light became stronger, as if it had undergone some transformation.

and,

Miao Jiu made out a ball of golden light and turned into a small twirling bell.

Miao Jiu was immediately overwhelmed by joy.

"It actually...it's a success!"
Chapter completed!