Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Jin Yu Na He Bridge, extending all the way, reached the opposite side of the world covered by fog.

Yuan Zhen’s eyes glanced, and even reacted: “Jin Yuna Heqiao, in the legend, there are people who have great merits, and after death, they will be born into heaven, and the bridge will become golden jade system, and the light will be mastered. ”

Xiao Bai blinked and smiled: "Xiao Chen is a good man, Jin Yu Na He Bridge, but unfortunately the reincarnation is now broken, or you can go directly to Heaven."

When the three people said that they were walking, they soon came to the bridge on the Naihe Bridge. They stood side by side with Xiao Chen and looked at the misty world on the other side. They were curious in their hearts.

Legend has it that after the bridge, it will arrive at the reincarnation, six reincarnations, according to its good and evil merits, hand in hand.

The Allure said: "I know, why is this Jinyu Naihe Bridge appearing, you are peeling the hell, and you have not knowed how many thousands of ghosts and ghosts. Those are the evil spirits after being peeled, tens of thousands of years under the lake. It is a great merit for you to improve them."

Xiao Chen doesn't care, yes and no, it doesn't matter. Nowadays the reincarnation has been broken, and the great merits and the inability to enter the heavens.

Suddenly, Xiao Chen remembered the good and evil virtues left by the Emperor's drawing, and his thoughts were thoughtful.

"I have to look at it in the past. I don't see the reincarnation broken. I won't give up."

The gaze of the city is determined. When you step out, you will fly toward the other side, and your eyes will disappear into the misty world.

"Don't move, I will go see her."

Xiao Chen frowned and waved to stop the little white three. After a few steps, he walked down the bridge and reached the other side.

The fog in front of the eyes slowly dissipated, and it was a black ocean. Among the oceans, there are tens of thousands of souls and bones, all of which are drawn forward in the water.

Those who are all evil spirits in the hells want to escape from the sea of ​​suffering and transcend the reincarnation. But I don't know that the reincarnation has broken. Even in the past, it is still a bitter sea.

In the center of Wang Yang, there is a huge headless monk sitting cross-legged.

The left hand is a universal seal, and the right hand is tied with Amitabha Buddha. There is endless pressure from him, and it is filled out from him, such as the mountains and the sea.

Xiao Chen’s heart is stunned. This is the body of the Bodhisattva of the Dizang, and he is seen on Huangquan Road as his headless ghost.

Behind the Buddha light, it should be golden light, but in this black and white world, it is attributed to simplicity, black and white, and the light wheel flashes.

Although the body is dead, Fawei is still there.

Many of the dead bones in the Black Sea are struggling to swim towards it, wanting to reach the world behind the King of Tibet and surpassing the cycle.

In the invisible Fawei, each time they went further, the body narrowed by one point. The farther you go, the more the body shrinks, and the size is as small as rice.

It seems that every step is moving forward, but in fact it is far from the Tibetan king, farther and farther, and can never swim.

Looking away, Xiao Chen found the city where she was. She took a ghost ship and strove forward. The body and the ghost ship shrank a little bit, but I don’t know.

"This gimmick, what is the obsession, the reincarnation has been broken. Even after the endless black sea, what is the use, not to mention the fact that the body of the Tibetan king is here, it will not pass."

"It's not too far to go, be careful to pull her back."

The ghost ship of Allure has just landed. When walking a little further, Xiao Chen has a heart to save, and there is nothing to do.

Stretching his hand in the eyebrows, Xiao Chen released the will of the Thunder and hung it over his head.

Purple Leifu, actually not as the world of Huangquan, assimilated into black and white, is still a purple, sparkling dazzling light.

Look carefully, above the symbol, those strokes that he can't understand, at this moment, there is a kind of **** light, there is a faint fairy.

Xiao Chen’s heart is moving, this must be related to the peerless **** of mine in the foggy lake. I don’t know who the god’s Lei Fu’s master is.

He is only copying his symbols, and in this black and white world, he can not be assimilated.

However, this is a good thing. Xiao Chen is leaping with the Thunder, and jumps out to the Black Sea.

Suddenly I felt an invisible pressure to attack myself, and it was difficult to move. The headless Zang, who was originally ten miles away, suddenly became ten times far away.

The darkness in the heart is not good, and his own body is definitely reduced.

Quickly, the will of the Thunder, which contains the soul of Dacheng, will be displayed to the maximum pressure, and the body will suddenly expand a lot.

Above the Black Sea, those bones that are drawn in the water are like ants in his eyes.

In fact, he himself knows that not his own body has become bigger, but these dead bones in the water can't resist the pressure, and the body has shrunk many times.

Xiao Chen took a difficult step forward and reached out and grabbed the ghost ship together with the city, and caught it in the palm of his hand.

The Allure on the Ghost Ship did not understand what had happened. It looked like a slap on the bow and played some powerful martial arts.

But above Xiao Chen’s palm, those martial arts are equally infinitely small. As long as they are in the Black Sea, they cannot fly out of Xiao Chen’s palm.

No time to explain what to do, Xiao Chen turned and wanted to leave, but at this time, the change suddenly occurred.

"The bitter sea is turning back to the shore, laying down the butcher's knife and setting up the land to become a Buddha. The Buddha said that all sentient beings have buddha nature, good and evil, and looking back and obsessing, all in one mind, if you turn to the Buddha, you can become a Buddha!"

Around the sea of ​​indulging, there are a lot of endless Buddha sounds, great compassion and compassion, ordering all the people to convert, and turning back to become a Buddha.

The Buddha's voice is in the ear, and a seed appears in the heart of Xiao Chen.

The evils that I have done in my life have turned into obsessive thoughts in my mind, making them miserable.

That seed, turned into a kind-hearted old monk, sitting in the lotus. Derived from the world of bliss, where there is joy and joy, there is no pain and suffering.

Xiao Chen was shocked in his heart. This is to improve him and turn him into an idiot-like believer. If you really listen to this Buddha's voice, everything in the past will vanish, lose yourself, and be more terrible than death.

The purple ray of the top of the head quickly rushed into the sea of ​​knowledge, smashing all kinds of evil thoughts one by one, and the seeds under it were also completely ignorant.

rock!

Losing the asylum of the Thunder will, Xiao Chen only feels spinning around, as if falling from the cliffs of the mountains, until the foot is solid, only to find himself standing on the ghost ship of the Allure.

"Xiao Chen, how come you!"

The Allure on the bow was a little surprised, and there was an unexpected surprise in the sound.

Xiao Chen smiled helplessly, and now he is afraid that it is the same as the Allure, and his body has shrunk countless times.

At this moment, the Buddha voice is still there. Xiao Chen re-applied the thunder will, and he could not leave. He had to talk to the city and looked for opportunities to go out.

After listening to Xiao Chen’s words, the face of the city could not help but become bloodless. It used to be a place to go on foot. This piece of bitter sea could not be spent.

Its cold voice: "This land is really a good means, trapped in this reincarnation, blocking the road of hope, and the robbers robbery with the fire, it is really very common."

Xiao Chen thinks about it too. Since the **** has been broken, the original evil spirits in **** naturally hope that the reincarnation will be reincarnation.

But this guy, but it’s so dead and dead, it’s so hard that you can’t go through this bitter sea for the rest of your life. He took the opportunity to talk about the Buddha, to improve the sentient beings, and to absorb the people.

Beautiful name, **** is not empty, swear not to become a Buddha.

"Nothing, wait for him to disperse, I am taking you out." Xiao Chen calmly said.

Allure is a firm shake of his head: "Let's go, I won't go back, I must see the reincarnation broken, or I won't give up."

What Xiao Chen thought of, his face changed slightly: "You want to borrow a reincarnation, resurrect anyone. Six broken, reincarnation is not possible."

Allure asked: "Have you seen it with your own eyes? Since you have not seen it with your own eyes, it means that hope is still there. I will not give up if there is a glimmer of hope."

Xiao Chen said calmly: "I only believe in this life, do not believe in the afterlife, even if I see it with my own eyes, I will not believe it."

rub!

Between the heavens and the earth, suddenly there is a knives of knives, and the black and white world is shining. The moment when the knife light solidified, as if the time space was behind it,

All the Buddha's voices turned into a must in the blink of an eye, and the bitter evil spirits who struggled in the bitter sea suddenly became quiet and absent.

The knife flashed away, and immediately after the end of the headless king, the world changed to black and white.

"What kind of knife is this, how can you not even block the pressure of the King of Tibet? It is easy to wear the past." Xiao Chen muttered to himself, but his heart was moved, but he was still puzzled.

The Allure said: "This is the knives left by the Qing Emperor thousands of years ago. The head of the Dizang King is under the Qing Emperor. This is hope. If the six reincarnations are not in place, how will the Qing Emperor make great efforts? The Tibetan kings are fighting."

Can a million years ago still illuminate the entire Yellow Spring?