MTL - Journey To Longevity-Chapter 1037 All souls return to ruins

On the ancient ocean, Ye Qi watched Jue Ming and other monks disappear into the black mysterious sea, his brows were slightly frowned, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Just standing still on the sea surface for several hours, suddenly the sea of ​​clouds in the sky churned, and a sinuous, vigorous and gorgeous black dragon manifested from it, flew to the sea surface, and turned into a woman, with a beautiful appearance. Heroic and radiant.

"Didn't you tell me to flee overseas with my Sea Clan? Why did you come back here?" Ye Qi said slowly.

"Even if the two uncles joined forces, it would be hard to beat Nanzhou and Beijiang. Moreover, Jueming's attitude is not clear at the moment. If this venerable..." Ao Jue sighed.

"Jueming is not Hongyue. This person has a righteous heart. As long as he doesn't provoke the White Horse Temple, he will not do anything."

It's just that when he said this, Ye Qi also hesitated, and his tone was not so sure.

Suddenly, it thought of something, and asked in a deep voice: "Jue'er, I just saw your real body, and it seems that the blood has been traced back a bit, could it be that I felt something?"

"In the dark, there seems to be a force that wants to recover from my blood. It should be that the ancestors of my clan intend to use me as a medium to try to descend across the border. But in the middle, I don't know which Mahayana venerable temporarily cut off the power. Already." Ao Jue nodded.

"Inheriting the bloodline of the holy ancestor is unique, but it is inevitable to pay a price." Ye Qi's expression was uncertain.

This is regarded as a spiritual descendant by a family of Mahayana venerables. If the luck is better, it is only for a short period of time, then no matter whether it is one's own practice or blood, you can go further, but if it takes a long time, you will be assimilated and no longer yourself. , reduced to a puppet.

"Since hundreds of years, your bloodline has changed again and again. Ao Xuan and I have thought about such things happening, but we can only watch, but there is nothing we can do." Ye Qi looked a little sad .

"Uncle, don't worry, I've already thought about the worst outcome." Ao Jue said without changing his expression.

After all, this kind of thing is beyond the control of a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, and it is useless to think about it.

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In the Nine Birds Mystery Realm, the nine monks left with orders.

Zhang Shiping turned around towards the entrance of Shangfu Peak, his figure disappeared in the thin layer of restraining aura.

It's just that this mountain is not what it looks like with the naked eye. As soon as he stepped into it, his whole body appeared on a vast and boundless ocean.

"How long has it been? I don't think you are the first person to set foot in my dojo in hundreds of thousands of years. It really is fate."

Flying out of the cloud was a giant bird like a mountain, with three heads, three wings and six legs, but endless ghosts and ghosts poured out from the gray cloud, and they were holding on to it tightly, as if they wanted to drag it in again.

"Don't be afraid, I won't give up my body." Shang Fu said softly.

Then he bowed his head down, and a dim light fell, turning into an old man in linen with white hair and beard, walked up to Zhang Shiping, and took a few glances.

He waved his hand lightly, and the bronze lamp floated out spontaneously.

"senior."

"Sit down, don't be afraid." Shang Fu waved his sleeves, and two futons appeared on the surface of the sea. He was holding a copper lamp and sat cross-legged.

After Zhang Shiping bowed and saluted, he sat upright.

"May I ask your lord, what exactly is this lamp?"

"This thing is the coffin lamp used by Sakyamuni, but it is only transformed from a fragment, it can't be regarded as a mysterious treasure." Shang Fu did not hide it, and explained.

"The thing of the Patriarch of the White Horse Temple?"

"Exactly, haha, I don't want to recover this time, it's hard to see you like this." Shang Fu chuckled.

Hearing this, Zhang Shiping raised his head and saw the deep gaze of the venerable, and understood that these words were not meant for himself.

"Why do you have to say it out loud? Knowing more means worrying more. Since Zhu has his own plan, I'll do my best to cooperate."

I saw the bronze lamp shining brightly, and an old monk in civilian clothes who seemed to be dying walked out of it.

"Sit down, if I don't tell you, why are you willing to come out?" Shang Fu waved his sleeves, and a futon fell beside him.

"You have appeared, if I leave again, how can the Rahu state transformed by you and me be able to suppress the Black Mountain Daoguo?" The old monk sighed, walked over slowly, and sat down cross-legged.

"If you can't suppress it, then let him go out. What's the point? Could it be that you still can't see through it now? You can't force anything." Shang Fu said with a smile.

"How can I not know, I just do my best and obey the destiny." Sakyamuni said.

"It took more than 100,000 years for You Tan to search the soul world. It took more than 100,000 years to find the fragments of your true spirit scattered outside, reshape the reincarnation body, and entrust the soul source. Do you have any plans to revive?" Shang Fu asked. .

"Since this soul originates from the true self, if I wake up, wouldn't Miao Jing's baby be dead?" Sakyamuni shook his head.

"Sweeping the floor may hurt the lives of ants, cherish the moth veil lamp, you, a monk, are always thinking of kindness. It's just that Mingyu and Youtu can't last long now." Shang Fu laughed.

"What is the difference between moths and ants and poor monks? They are all creatures in this world, regardless of high or low. They want to send that one to the ruins with a clear heart. I don't agree with this matter, but there is nothing I can do. If Wouldn't it be the same as them to take the physical body of the younger generation by force." Sakyamuni said.

"Shiheng, listen, what is pedantry, this guy in front of you is it." Shang Fu laughed.

Zhang Shiping looked up at the real body of Shang Fu who was haunted by countless evil spirits and ghosts in the sky, then lowered his head slightly, and said respectfully: "Isn't it the same for seniors?"

"Since the yin and wolves have been broken and the six realms of samsara have ceased to exist, the injustices of the creatures in this world are too noisy. This deity is so quiet that he can't stand the noise. It just so happened that Sakyamuni had the same idea, so I bewitched him and left. I won half a round, do you agree or not?" Shang Fu said.

Sakyamuni smiled when he heard the words: "It's up to you what you say, what's the point of winning or losing?"

Then he turned to look at Zhang Shiping, and asked, "Can I let the poor monk take a look at your tower where all souls return to ruins?"

"Senior, what I'm talking about is this natal pagoda of this junior. This pagoda is named Yanyun Wanling." Zhang Shiping spread out his palm, and a small red pagoda appeared on his palm.

"Exactly, but since it is formed by sacrificing the original blood of many living beings with the technique of detaining spirits and transforming them, it is more appropriate to call it the return of all spirits. However, the poor monk only hopes that this tower will never reach that point." Sakyamuni sighed.

"May I ask senior, what is the origin of this detaining spiritual essence?" Zhang Shiping asked~www.novelbuddy.com~Of course it is yours, but it is not yours either. I only hope that if you really achieve something in the future, beyond that time, in the long void, in the endless destruction and rebirth, you should bear in mind that if you completely abandon the seven emotions and six desires, without joy or sorrow, anyone will go crazy, but as Monks, see the light in the dark, comprehend life in the death, learn to stand on the good side, uphold one's own thoughts, relax and gain, and then go to pursue the so-called eternal, without beginning and without end, the great foundation of heaven and earth . "Shang Fu said.

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