Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Lin Suhe seemed to hear his heartbeat, so fierce and clear, as if he was not careful, his heart would leap out of his chest.

On the top of the dark mountain, a young man in a black robe sat cross-legged, with his black hair casually dispersed, each with a heart-pounding spiritual luster.

The bead with five-colored light turned into a bright moon light, hanging behind his head, making his face blurry, and he could only see clearly the deep and cold eyes as deep as the bottom of the sea.

No, it should not be described as "His", and it seems more appropriate to use "His"!

He looks like an ordinary person, but he is definitely small compared to the peaks. However, sitting there makes people involuntarily ignore the heaven and earth, and ignore the peaks, as if they are just His background, His throne, and He gives people a feeling that they are not in this world and not at this moment, as if they are outside everything, quietly looking down at the passage of time and the passing of time.

As a monk from the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Realms, he knows many old guys. Lin Suhe is definitely not a shallow person. He has attended the birthday of the Sanxiao Empress as a follower, entered and left the True Immortal Cave, and has seen many Arhat Bodhisattvas from afar, and there are many immortal Buddhas. However, none of them have the aura of the young man in front of him, and have the eternal feeling!

He is definitely the strongest among gods, Buddhas, immortals and saints I have ever seen, and he is definitely a person with a lot of knowledge in the world!

As soon as Lin Suhe's thought emerged, he saw the man like a heavenly priest squeeze out of thin air. The sea of ​​vitality immediately set off a tide, and a crystal shining with bright spots condensed.

"Starry Meteorite Crystal? Creator in the Void!" Lin Suhe was shocked, his heart was like a drum beat, and then he heard the other party speak calmly:

"Since I have saved my life, I'll send this item to the Fusang Ancient Tree Realm for me."

With a wave of His hand, the green light flashed, and a green and mottled jade box and the galaxy meteorite were added to Lin Suhe's arms.

Lin Suhe was about to speak, but the light and shadow in front of him had changed and he had lost his perception.

His figure quickly retreated, as if it had rippled up the ripples of time, and then appeared on the side of the road. In front of him was the convoy of President of the Great Zhou, appearing in ordinary gardens. He saw four and half-bians standing on the table, playing horse hangings, and a girl in goose yellow dress practicing sword without distraction. He appeared on the busy street, talking and chatting with the girl in white dress waiting for a cooked cake. He appeared in the rolling black fog, his senses were deprived, and he appeared above the pitch-black vortex, his eyes were lost, and his mind was buzzing.

Finally, he appeared on the blue sea, and the escape light slowed down and tried to hide. The waves under him were undulating, and a little calmness appeared in the softness.

"It's the Nine Nether Crack again..." Lin Suhe looked at the scene beside the coastline, took a breath, and then suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did there be a green and mottled jade box and a galaxy meteorite in his arms?

Seeing them, he immediately recalled the dark mountain, the man in a mysterious robe who was so angry that he recalled His command, but there was no memory of anything else, as if he had never experienced it before!

Save my life?

Lin Suhe's heart moved, and he vaguely understood that he was in danger. Without thinking, he accelerated his escape from the light, discharged the water waves, and fled to the familiar Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Realms.

As soon as his escape light disappeared from the spot for a few moments, the loud bang erupted without warning. The seabed swayed violently, as if it had collapsed. A terrifying vortex immediately formed, and layers of black intentions emerged from the core and dyed them around.

Although Lin Suhe was still shocked and lost, he avoided the place where the vortex appeared. After falling into the sea, he was choked by salt water and woke up immediately. He set up his escape light again and left the water surface.

Looking back at the terrifying vortex, he shuddered, unable to imagine the consequences of his reactions being slower.

This is what the existence said, "Save my life"?

Lin Suhe looked into his arms again, looking at the green and mottled jade box and the galaxy meteorite crystal, and involuntarily made a clever move, sweating like a slurry. Then, he turned into a light and rushed to the nearest island with a teleportation array, trying to reach the Fusang Ancient Tree Realm as soon as possible.

That person is not a certain demon god from Jiuyou, right?

…………

A certain layer of Jiuyou, at the dark mountain.

After Lin Suhe "retreated" away from this world, a clear and chaotic light fell from the sky hanging high in the black sun, and fell to the side of the man in a dark robe. It turned into a handsome man wearing a fan-clothed cloud crown, a hydrated suit, a stylus, and a silk ribbon tied with his waist. He was covered with a layer of dark red blood light and did not look weird. He blended with the surrounding environment just right, just like Yang Jian, the true Lord of the Miaodao of Qingyuan.

He sat down casually, looked around casually and said, "Where is Miss Gu?"

"She has gone to plan to fight against Wusheng's old mother." The man in the dark robe spoke in a low voice. It was Meng Qi who had been hiding in Jiuyou in the past.

Relying on the wonderful attraction of the demonic blood peach to the remnant of the Eastern Emperor, Gu Xiaosang "turned" himself and the terrifying flesh and blood in his body into the Human Emperor's Sword, relying on the essence of the other shore to block and suppress, thus awakening Meng Qi.

However, because the flesh and blood of Donghuang had destroyed the inner world and filthed his body, it took them a long time to practice the way of dual cultivation. The initial and final complement of the Wuji Chaos meaning, pulling out the remaining power bit by bit, grinding it bit by bit, and assimilating it little by bit, and regaining it into itself little by little, returning to normal.

Then, the two entered the remaining heavens and all realms in the body of Donghuang step by step. While grinding, they competed with the spirituality of Donghuang and the innate gods and demons. As the number of assimilated innate gods and demons gradually increased, the power balance changed qualitatively, and finally swept across the heavens and all realms, completely erasing the residual spirituality of Donghuang.

With this premise, Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang subsequently refining the flesh and blood of the Donghuang without any obstacles or hidden dangers. They made great progress in a thousand miles a day and made great progress, and used this to comprehend and mastered the great ways of time and Taozi. Of course, there was a significant gap in the realm of the two at that time. Meng Qi could bear more and refine more. After his merits were perfect, he entered the state of the peak of creation. He went back to his original state in the Nine Nethers and achieved the realm of the pseudo-other shore. Gu Xiaosang was also perfect ten years ago.

Over the years, neither of them mentioned the tragic events at that time, because pain and hatred were engraved in their hearts, and there was no need to worry about them.

Yang Jian did not ask, and smiled and said, "You seem to be starting to prepare too."

Meng Qi nodded slightly and said calmly: "I have broken through a little more. From today on, I will have to accumulate momentum little by little and move forward step by step. Finally, it will come naturally and climb to the other side in front of Wusheng's old mother."

When talking about the four words "Wusheng Lao Mother", his tone was still a little turbulent.

"To achieve the other side, the right time, place, and people are indispensable. We must wait patiently for the opportunity." Yang Jianqing's face was not stained with Jiuyou at all, and he said with a smile, "But it won't take long before a chance will appear."

Meng Qi said without surprise: "You mean Maitreya?"

"In the past, the old mother who has not lived back and resurrected the Avulture God Envoy, Amitabha Buddha also intends to change history so that Maitreya's "future relics" will not be broken. Unexpectedly, Maitreya stopped this matter and made a great vow, "not saving sentient beings, not saving the last days, and not seeking the future." Now the Buddha Kingdom on earth has occupied half of the real world and spread throughout the universe. Maitreya has touched the wonder of the other shore, and has the possibility of breaking away from the sea of ​​suffering." Yang Jian said without a trace of haze, "Once He tries to prove the truth, it will stir up the harmony between the Buddha Kingdom on earth and the hometown of Zhenhun for more than a hundred years. At that time, the other shore will have to do one, which is your opportunity."

Meng Qi nodded slightly: "The opportunity is rare, but the accumulation of one's own foundation is even more rare. You cannot put the cart before the horse."

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Good! Senior Demonic Slayer was too tight to act so he forced himself to end up in a bleak situation."

Meng Qi looked at him deeply and said slowly: "Since you have been pursuing the whereabouts of Teacher Yuanshi, your whereabouts have always been unknown, and it seems unfathomable. After going through eternity, your foundation accumulation is probably even more Maitreya, and the same is true for the hope of achieving the other shore. Why don't you try it yourself and instead place your hope on me?"

Yang Jian laughed softly and said seriously: "I am used to being cautious in making arrangements. I have always liked to hide my own private parts and let go of water. Without the hobby of hard work, I will lose the momentum of fighting for the first line. In this regard, I am not as good as you, Master, nor Sun Wukong. Even if everything is ready, there is no other shore blocking the road, and the possibility of breaking away from the sea of ​​suffering is only 55. Once you fail, there is no chance to start again."

"In addition, the ancestor left me a comment, and I also felt my heart. My chance to achieve enlightenment is in the next era, if there is still another era."

"Then why do you place your hope on me?" Meng Qi's eyes were deep, and he could reflect the other person's figure.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment:
Chapter completed!