Chapter 5: The 12th Flower Bloom
Wow~
A ray of light cut through life and death, and suddenly disappeared.
"This is……"
Di Ting's ears trembled and blood fell, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
Naturally, the changes in this moment could not be hidden from him, but even he actually lost the capture of that glimmer of light after a moment.
"Escape from the Void and Break the Realm?"
In the depths of nothingness, there seemed to be a shocking sound. I listened carefully and looked through the sound, but I saw that between the light and dark, there seemed to be a mouthful of flowers blooming in the 12th grade of red lotus platform from the vague to the real.
A handsome little monk wearing a plain robe slowly raised his head, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
"good!"
"What kind of magical power is this? I seem to..."
Diting his eyelids tremble slightly.
He has the ability to listen to all kinds of time and space, and his broad knowledge is far beyond the comparison of ordinary gods and Buddhas, but at this moment, he could not even recognize the magical power that flashed with a glimmer of light.
I only faintly noticed that it seems to be related to "fate" and "luck".
"The disaster is one and the other has two sides. The greater the disaster, the deeper the luck. I think that after he breaks the disaster, he will also have great luck!"
On the lotus platform, the handsome little monk smiled slightly, not very curious:
"This is very good, it's really good!"
"How can you know that this is not another disaster?"
Di Ting wiped off the blood dripping from his ears and shook his head slightly. He had seen too many conspiracies and plans, and had a deep understanding of disasters and was also very afraid of them.
Because of this fear, even if he has the ability to listen to all kinds of time and space, he does not dare to act rashly or seize any opportunities and fortunes.
Because he firmly believed that there was no chance in this world for no reason.
No god or Buddha will leave any chance of luck with the will of blessing future generations...
“So what?”
The little monk in plain clothes smiled and a little rippled in his eyes:
"The great way is like a furnace, and disasters are like fire. Without being tempered, how can one achieve enlightenment? The disaster itself is fate.
Since ancient times, many people have feared the disaster, but only those who break the disaster can have a glimpse of the state of "no disasters will not be worn"!"
"Not bad luck..."
Diting's mind shaking for a moment, and he couldn't help but fold his hands together and whispered like a whisper:
"The world also has a limit, and the great way will be eliminated. If there is no kalpa, it may not exist at all..."
"Who knows?"
The young monk in plain clothes pinched the bright Buddhist beads hanging on his chest, not caring about it, just said:
"His early return broke the plot of too many people, and the originally slightly clear future has become chaos again..."
"The future is not fixed, but the minor details can be changed, but the general trend has not reversed at all..."
I sighed in my heart.
In the future he had originally seen, Buddhist lamps and gods appearing saints are inevitable major events.
But there is a significant change from this moment.
In the future he had originally seen, the old Buddha Dingguang would not die and Cihang would not come. It was the prelude to the emergence of the Yingzhao, who was sealed in the six realms of reincarnation, opened the world.
But now...
"He returned early, his merits and deeds were not fulfilled, and his great energy was divided into a wisp of Yang Yu's energy. Perhaps it was the plan of those positions..."
On the lotus platform, the little monk in plain clothes had a faint eyes:
"840 million years are too long, no one wants to repeat the Nine Tribulation..."
"The future is in chaos. Perhaps not only He will return early, but those who are probably about to return, or have already returned."
Di Ting's expression was a little bit muted:
"If it weren't for this, He wouldn't have forced his return..."
One reason is the Three Saints and Twelve Lords, and the Emperor is indeed invincible, which one of those positions is not the supreme existence?
Just as he thought in his heart, his breathing was a little uncomfortable, and he felt a storm that was brewing in the world.
Perhaps, the turbulent years of the Nine Tribulations that year will happen again...
"Maybe."
Between the light and darkness, the color of the lotus platform gradually faded away. The monk in plain clothes folded his hands together, gave a slight bow, and then disappeared into the depths of nothingness:
"The Xuanhuang Dharma Assembly is coming soon, and you have to speed up your pace..."
"Xuanhuang Dharma Assembly."
Di Ting silently:
"Amitabha..."
...
"Um?!"
"That breath flashed away? But that Prison Yang?"
"It flashed away, it couldn't be followed..."
...
A ray of light flashed between life and death, alarming the gods and Buddhas everywhere in Longquan Heaven and Earth.
A god-general stood on the head of the cloud, put on a hut in his hand and looked into the distance, but he could only see the flash of light that flashed.
"This beast actually has this magical power to escape from the sky net? Or is it that he has set up a suspicious array?"
The god general was surprised, but he did not dare to neglect it. He took out a page of yellow paper, lit it, and sent it into the void.
Many gods who supervised Longquan everywhere also lit yellow paper.
"call!"
On the cloud head, the divine general's heart was relaxed a little, and then he looked at the two Taoists sitting cross-legged on the top of a barren mountain under the sea of clouds.
"Who..."
"I am Jiang's magic power!"
On the barren mountain, Jiang Shentong and his disciple Yan Xia both stood up and responded.
"You were a night wanderer in the past?"
The god general fell down from the clouds, walked to the top of the barren mountain, and said in a deep voice:
"I am free from chaos, and the Lei tribe assists."
"I've seen the Supreme God! The little god was once the Night Travel God..."
Jiang Shentong bowed slightly, and Yan Xia's face was expressionless.
"You have reported to the heavens in the past to the crimes of all madmen who violated the laws of heaven. The Great Heavenly Lord heard it and ordered my God to take you to the sea of heaven!"
The God will speak.
"Great Heavenly Lord..."
Both the master and the disciple trembled in their hearts. Just by hearing this name, they felt breathing poorly and their whole body was trembling.
Especially Jiang Shentong.
He was once the God of Night Travel, and now he is ranked among the Six Dings and Six Jias. He naturally feels awe of the Supreme God of Divine.
What made him even more excited was that he told the disobedients he had seen to the heavens, and he was really seen in the eyes of the Great Heavenly Lord.
"Let's go."
Li Luan didn't say much. With a casual move, a ray of divine light had already flowed out of the void and turned into a flying boat, carrying the two of them on it.
Huh ~
The flying boat flashed and had already penetrated the void, sank into a bizarre land, and shuttled through it at a very fast speed.
Jiang Shentong looked back at Longquan and felt that his heart was complicated.
After a long time, he asked about Prison Yang.
"But I forgot that you had dealt with him back then."
After hearing this question, the general Li Luan's expression changed slightly. He experienced the Longquan transformation and was very afraid of the genius in the future:
"His life and death are unknown for the time being. But since the Great Heavenly Lord sent his colleagues here, he must have not died yet, but..."
"But what? He, he has never violated the laws of heaven, right?"
Jiang Shentong felt nervous.
"But he offended Buddhism fiercely."
The God of Li Ran shook his head slightly:
"Those Bodhisattvas came back much earlier than us, how could they let him go? I'm afraid that when he appears again, he will die and disappear."
"Too, too domineering!"
Yan Xia was a little angry:
"It's clear that they are aggressive..."
“Aggressive?”
The general of Li Luan laughed silently and urged the flying boat to swiftly across the land of nothingness:
Chapter completed!