Chapter 989: Ye Luo

Yan Fuzhou.

Thousands of monks are meditating.

Gathered here are the only remaining elite forces in the Taoist sect at this moment.

With the exhaustion of aura coming irreversibly,

A hundred years ago, even if Xuanmen found a good seedling and wanted to lead it into Xuanmen, it would be difficult to cultivate a golden core in just a few years like before, which would shock the eyes of monks all over the world.

The world has changed, times have changed, everything has changed.

The decline of Qi refiners seems to be a wave of the times, which is about to slap these "predecessors" to death on the beach of change.

When the Little Supreme Buddha told the truth about "spiritual energy exhaustion", everyone fell into deep thought.

"In other words, there was a hole in the sky, which led to the rapid loss of spiritual energy in the world?"

"But how did the Supreme Buddha die?"

"If only a 'hole' was broken, how did the Supreme Buddha die in the Nine Heavens?"

"That's right, in Nine Heavens, besides the 'cave' mentioned by Little Supreme Buddha, there must be other dangers..."

"The old man just did a quick divination. In the Nine Heavens, it is a very bad omen!"

The monks discussed in low voices.

The scene in the Nine Heavens is just a beautiful dream and legend for most monks.

Without a certain amount of strength, it is impossible to go to the Nine Heavens.

The heart is higher than the sky, but the reality is cruel.

Among this group of "Xuanmen elites", there are very few people who are truly qualified to break into the Nine Heavens.

The Little Supreme Buddha proposed "a plan to mend the sky".

This is a path that normal monks never imagined.

It sounds like it's too lofty, so high that everyone can't accept it for a while.

Little Supreme Buddha explained,

"Heaven-replenishing stone" He has already mastered the refining method, but due to the limitation of "materials", he cannot refine enough sky-replenishing stone.

If you want to successfully "mend the sky", you must go to Beiju Luzhou,

Get enough materials.

Although this statement is incredible.

But many monks, after discussing it, decided to believe it for the time being.

Firstly, Yan Fuzhou has accumulated a lot of reputation over the years.

Second, the Little Supreme Buddha said that after extracting enough sky-repairing stones, whether to go to Jiuchongtian to "repair the sky" is entirely voluntary, and Yan Fuzhou will not force you.

Having said that, everyone is finally relieved, since there is not much risk, why not agree.

...

the other side.

On the lotus platform where Jiannanchun and Xia Ruxue were.

Xia Ruxue frowned, pondered for a long time, Xia Ruxue turned her head and glanced at Jian Nanchun, seeing that he was drinking, she patted Jian Nanchun's wine gourd helplessly: "Brother, what do you think?"

"What Junior Sister would like to ask is...is the Little Supreme Buddha's statement true or false, or whether our Tianjian Sect is involved in 'repairing the sky'?"

"Brother is smart."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if it's true or false. Fate sometimes has to be there, and there is no time to force it. If God's will dooms us monks to decline, going against the sky is not a good thing."

"So the brother's implication is that Tianjianmen should stand by and watch?"

"That's not true, there is no harm in going to Beiju Luzhou."

Xia Ruxue: "?"

Jian Nanchun hiccupped and stretched out four fingers: "Four words: adapt to the situation."

You seem to be talking nonsense.

Xia Ruxue flattened her mouth and looked away.

The Little Supreme Buddha strikes while the iron is hot.

He said loudly: "Since all fellow Taoists have understood what happened, I will wait for the common people in the world, and choose a day rather than hit the sun, and immediately set off for Beiju Luzhou."

"Beiju Luzhou has been occupied by monsters for thousands of years. Although the thousands of monsters in Beiju Luzhou have never been involved in the world, if we go to get the material of 'replenishing the sky stone', we will definitely be in conflict with the thousands of monsters in Beiju Luzhou. Demons clash."

"snort."

As soon as Little Supreme Buddha finished speaking, a cold snort sounded like a muffled thunder, and spread to the three thousand lotus platform.

Everyone looked back.

It turned out that in this serious occasion, the person who was blind and humming was actually that Huoyun Taoist from Burning Heaven Valley.

"The mere monster race is nothing to be afraid of."

Taoist Huoyun's words resonated with many self-proclaimed "righteous way" monks, and they all echoed with one voice.

"A mere monster race, nothing to be afraid of!"

"But there are thousands of demons in the district, why be afraid of them!"

"Let's not say that Taoism and Buddha are invincible in the world together. What's more, now that there is a catastrophe for the common people, Mara Palace and we temporarily put aside our past grievances and jointly take 'repairing the sky' as our mission. Even Beijulu With the cooperation of Dao, Demon, and Buddha, the ten thousand monsters in Continent are not a threat at all."

Listening to the nonsense of the right side, Wang Xiaohu, who is a "devil", frowned and remained silent.

"Hee hee hee……"

When Wang Xiaohu didn't speak, Yan Qianxiu rolled his eyes and then let out a clear laugh, which attracted the attention of other monks.

When all the attention was almost focused on herself, Yan Qianxiu covered her mouth and smiled coquettishly: "We Mo Luodian didn't say yes."

As soon as Yan Qianxiu finished speaking, many monks on the rest of the lotus platform changed their expressions and glared at the side of Moluo Palace.

"Mending the sky? Saving the common people in the world?" Yan Qianxiu hugged Wang Xiaohu's thick arms happily: "That's your righteous business. Our Mo Luo Temple has always been free and unrestrained, and we will not be so restrained."

"Eternal life is good or short, but it's just an empty dream. If life is unsatisfactory, even if you live for thousands of years, or even live forever, what's the fun? If you want to mend the sky, you have to do it yourself. I, Yan Qianxiu, only I want to be a couple with Brother Xiaohu, even if the sky falls tomorrow, as long as Brother Xiaohu and I can be happy couples for a day, we will be satisfied."

"If there is no brother Xiaohu, this immortality, don't mind!"

Yan Qianxiu expressed her point of view eloquently.

It's hard to argue with reason.

For a moment, the righteous side was full of enthusiasm, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it, and it went out with a splash.

They wanted to reprimand the people in Moluo Temple, but firstly, they were not strong enough, and secondly, Tianjianmen, who had a feud with Moluodian, didn't speak, so where would it be their turn to criticize Moluodian?

Behind the devil and the saint, the four protectors of the Mara Hall remained silent, as if they had admitted that the grand meeting, the decisions and positions made by the Mara Hall were all decided by the devil and the saint.

Taoist Huoyun was ablaze with fiery flames all over his body, and he stared at Wang Xiaohu who said nothing: "That's all for the saint, you were a disciple of Zen Master Kuye of Ping'an Temple back then, and you slaughtered Zhujian Villa back then, so it can be said that you are paying your parents back." Qiu, but you stand by and watch the catastrophe of the world and the future of the common people, can you be worthy of Zen Master Kuye under the Nine Springs?"

After Taoist Huoyun spoke, Feng Qingluan looked calm beside him: "I heard that not long ago, Zen Master Tianxin of Ping'an Temple passed away in Ping'an Temple. So far, only Chun Chun is left in Ping'an Temple, one of the nine gates in the past. Master Han."

Although Feng Qingluan has not engaged in intelligence for many years, she has her channels, and she knows more or less about the news in the secular world.

The words she said seemed to have nothing to do with what Taoist Huoyun said.

But the deep meaning behind the words is: the decline of Ping'an Temple is inextricably related to you, Wang Xiaohu; besides, Zen Master Kuye who was close to you back then died long ago, and Zen Master Tianxin disappeared not long ago, you Wang Xiaohu If you have a little conscience, there will be a big hole in the sky, how can you, Wang Xiaohu, not know?

You are awesome now, you have become a devil in the Mo Luo Temple, and you can be called the second in command of the Mo Luo Temple in terms of status. Yes, no matter how much you change your appearance, you will be inseparable from Buddhism in this life, how can you put away the kindness of the Peace Temple in a few words?

This is the art of language, Feng Qingluan's words seem to be light and light, but every word pokes into Wang Xiaohu's heart.

Yan Qianxiu is not a vase.

After thinking about it for a while, she understood the deep meaning of Feng Qingluan's words.

This is clearly a moral kidnapping!

But is it useful for Brother Xiao Hu?

Yan Qianxiu pursed her lips, and quietly clenched Wang Xiaohu's callused palm... A moment later, Yan Qianxiu was stunned, and couldn't help looking back at Wang Xiaohu's still cold facial features. In fact, she noticed that Wang Xiaohu's palm was shaking.

At the scene of the event, the monks on the three thousand lotus platform fell silent.

Everyone was waiting for Wang Xiaohu to speak.

Wang Xiaohu represents the Temple of Mara.

Tens of thousands of monsters are entrenched in Beiju Luzhou, so it will be safer if Mo Luo Temple participates in this trip to Beiju Luzhou.

The aura is exhausted and there are holes in the sky. This is no longer a grievance or crisis limited to a certain door and a certain door.

This is a crisis closely related to every monk.

Without spiritual energy, one cannot cultivate, let alone live forever.

When the spiritual energy is completely exhausted, they will fall from the altar and become ordinary people with no power to restrain chickens.

There are even many people in the field who will die of old age on the spot because they cannot cultivate and their longevity cannot break through the limit.

This kind of thing... don't!

in silence,

no one noticed,

In the center of Yan Fuzhou, that is, the center surrounded by the three thousand lotus platforms, the radiant Seven Treasures Glazed Tree has been shaking slightly since just now.

The shaking range is very small, if you don't pay attention, it will be easily overlooked.

In fact, the Little Supreme Buddha noticed.

He still had a smile on his face, but there was slight fluctuation in his eyes.

It seems that it is still under control.

He keeps laughing,

Had a good laugh.

As long as Mo Luodian agrees, it doesn't matter whether it is willing or not.

As long as all the Taoist elites come out, there will be no fear of thousands of monsters in Luzhou, Beiju.

Little Supreme Buddha thought so.

Also laughing.

until,

Seven-treasure glazed tree, ninety-nine and eighty-one leaves,

The root of one of the leaves broke with a "click" and fell down.

The smile of Little Supreme Buddha froze in an instant.