Infinite Throne

Chapter 992: leaf fall

Chapter 992 Leaves Fall

Yan Fuzhou.

Thousands of monks meditate.

gathered here is the only elite power left in the Xuanmen at this moment.

As the spiritual energy is exhausted, the irreversible coming,

In these hundred years ago, even if Xuanmen found a good seedling and wanted to lead it into Xuanmen, it was difficult to cultivate a golden elixir in just a few years as before, which shocked the eyes of cultivators all over the world.

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

The decline of qi cultivators seems to be a wave of the times that is about to kill these "seniors" on the beach of change.

When the little Supreme Buddha told the truth of "exhaustion of spiritual energy", everyone fell into contemplation.

"That is to say, a hole was broken in the sky, which caused the rapid loss of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

"But how did the Supreme Buddha die?"

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

"Yes, in the Nine Heavens, there must be other dangers besides the 'hole' mentioned by the Little Supreme Buddha."

"The old man just made a quick divination. It is a great omen in Jiuzhongtian!"

The monks whispered.

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

There is no certain strength, and he cannot go to Jiuzhongtian at all.

Heart is taller than the sky, but the reality is cruel.

In this group of "Xuanmen elites", there are very few people who are truly qualified to break into Jiuzhongtian.

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

This is a path that a normal monk never imagined.

It sounds too high, so high that it is difficult for everyone to accept it for a while.

Little Supreme Buddha explained,

"Heaven Patching Stone" At present, he has mastered the refining method, but due to the limitation of "materials", he cannot extract enough sky patching stones.

In order to successfully "repair the sky", you must go to Beiju Luzhou to obtain enough materials.

This statement is bizarre though.

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

As a result, Jamuzhou has accumulated a lot of reputation over the years.

Secondly, the Little Supreme Buddha said that after extracting enough stones for repairing the sky, whether or not to go to the Jiuzhongtian to "repair the sky" is entirely voluntary, and Jamfuzhou will not force you.

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

…

the other side.

Jiannanchun and Xia Ruxue are on the lotus platform.

Xia Ruxue frowned and pondered for a long time. Xia Ruxue looked back at Jian Nanchun and saw that the other party was drinking. She reluctantly patted Jian Nanchun's wine gourd: "Senior brother, what do you think?"

"What the younger sister wants to ask is... the truth of what the Little Supreme Buddha said, or whether our Tianjianmen participated in the 'heaven repair'?"

"Brother is smart."

"Hehe, what's the difference between true and false? There are times in life, and there is no need to force it. If the will of God is destined for our monks to decline, it is not a good thing to go against the sky."

"So what brother said, Tianjianmen should stand by and watch?"

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

Xia Ruxue: "?"

Jian Nanchun hiccups and stretches out four fingers: "Four words: Be adaptable."

You seem to be talking nonsense.

Xia Ruxue flattened her mouth and looked away.

Little Supreme Buddha strikes while the iron is hot.

said loudly: "Since you fellow Daoists have understood the past, I'll take care of the world, and choose a day instead of hitting the sun, and immediately start to head to Beiju Luzhou."

"And Beiju Luzhou has been occupied by monsters for thousands of years. Although the monsters of Beiju Luzhou have never been involved in the world, if we go to get the material of 'Heaven Patching Stone', it is bound to be in line with the Wanyu of Beiju Luzhou. Demons clash."

"Humph."

As soon as Little Supreme Buddha finished speaking, a cold snort sounded like a muffled thunder burst, reaching the top of the three thousand lotus pedestal.

Everyone looked back.

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

"The mere monsters are nothing to be afraid of."

Daoist Huoyun's words resonated with many monks who claimed to be "right way", and they agreed in unison.

"Mere monsters, nothing to be afraid of!"

"There are only ten thousand demons, so why fear them!"

"Let's not say that the cooperation between the Taoist and the Buddha is invincible in the world, what's more, now that the world is in a big disaster, the Moruo Temple and us temporarily put aside the past grievances and jointly take the responsibility of 'repairing the sky', even if it is Beijulu The ten thousand demons of the continent, under the joint efforts of the Tao, the devil, and the Buddha, pose no threat at all."

Listening to the nonsense of the righteous side, Wang Xiaohu, the "devil son", frowned and remained silent.

"Hee hee hee…"

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

When all the attention was almost focused on himself, Yan Qianxiu then covered his mouth and smiled: "We, Moruo Temple, didn't say yes."

As soon as Yan Qianxiu finished speaking, many monks on the lotus dais changed their faces and glared at the side of the Moruo Temple.

"Mending the sky? Saving the world?" Yan Qianxiu happily hugged Wang Xiaohu's stout arm: "That's your right thing to do. We, Moruo Temple, have always been reckless and free, but we won't be so restrained."

"Either longevity or short life, 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 can mend it by yourself. If I want to be a pair with Brother Xiaohu, even if the sky falls down tomorrow, as long as Brother Xiaohu and I can be a happy mandarin duck for one day, we will be satisfied."

"If there is no Brother Xiaohu, this immortality is immortal, so don't forget it!"

Yan Qianxiu expressed his views eloquently.

is hard to refute.

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

They wanted to angrily rebuke the people in the Mora Hall, but firstly, they were not strong enough, and secondly, the Tianjianmen, who had a feud with the Mora Hall, didn't speak. Where would it be their turn to blame the Mora Hall?

Behind the Demon Son and the Saintess, the four guardians of the Mara Temple were silent, seeming to admit that the decision and position made by the Mara Temple and the Demon Son and Saintess were all in the hands of the two of them.

Daoist Huoyun was full of fiery arrogance, and he stared at Wang Xiaohu, who said nothing: "It's just that, the saint, you were a high-ranking apprentice of Zen Master Kuye in Ping'an Temple. Qiu, but you stand by and watch the catastrophe of heaven and earth and the future of the common people, can you be worthy of the Zen master withered leaves under the Jiuquan?"

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

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

The words she said seemed to have nothing to do with the words of Daoist Huoyun.

But the deep meaning of the words is: the reason why the Ping An Temple has fallen is inseparable from you Wang Xiaohu; besides, the Zen master Kuye who was close to you back then died long ago, and the Zen master Tianxin died not long ago, you Wang Xiaohu If you have a little conscience, the sky has broken a big hole, how can you Wang Xiaohu not know?

You are so awesome now that you are the devil child of the Moruo Temple. In terms of status, you can be regarded as the second-in-command of the Demon Sect, with an honorable status; but to put it bluntly, anyone with a bit of qualifications here would not know that you, Wang Xiaohu, came out of Ping An Temple back then. Yes, no matter how you change your face, you are inseparable from Buddhism in this life, how can you leave Ping An Temple's kindness in a few words?

This is the art of language. Feng Qingluan's words seem to be light and airy, but the words pierce Wang Xiaohu's heart.

Yan Qianxiu is not a vase.

After thinking for a while, she understood the deep meaning of what Feng Qingluan said.

This is clearly moral kidnapping!

But is it useful to Brother Xiaohu?

Yan Qianxiu pouted, and quietly clenched Wang Xiaohu's calloused palm... After a while, Yan Qianxiu's expression was startled, and she couldn't help but look 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 grand event, the monks on the three thousand lotus platform fell silent.

Everyone is waiting for Wang Xiaohu to speak.

Wang Xiaohu represents the Temple of Mora.

Beiju Luzhou ten thousand demons entrenched, if this trip to Beiju Luzhou, with the participation of Moruo Temple, it will be more secure.

The aura is exhausted and there is a hole in the sky. This is no longer limited to a grudge or crisis between a certain door and a certain door.

This is a crisis that is 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 without the power of the chicken.

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

This kind of thing... don't!

in silence,

no one noticed,

In the center of Yanfuzhou, that is, the center surrounded by the three thousand lotus pedestals, that splendid seven-treasure glazed tree has been shaking slightly since just now.

The shaking amplitude is very small, if you don't pay attention, it will make people easily ignore the past.

Actually, Little Supreme Buddha noticed.

He still had a smile on his face, but there were slight fluctuations in the light in his eyes.

seems to be still in control.

He kept laughing,

laughed happily.

As long as the Hall of Mora agrees, whether it is willingly or reluctantly.

As long as the elites of Xuanmen come out, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Little Supreme Buddha thought so.

is also smiling.

until,

The seven-treasure glazed tree, with ninety-nine-eighty-one leaves,