Universal Asylum

"Thank you for the help of the grown up. wwんw" The voice was immature and ethereal, and the small tree was shrouded by the golden light.

Seeing Dunguang approaching, Wang Sheng was complicated, and the task was about to be completed. He couldn't relax in his heart. Touching the golden hairpins in his arms, maybe it was a pity that Nie Xiaoqian died after all.

But at the next moment, he knew he was wrong and it was really wrong!

There was no sense of danger in his heart, so he didn’t have much defense, he just wrapped up the Yuanshen Dunguang, and even wanted to get forward to get the green tree, but when the green tree came to reach a few meters in front of him, Suddenly merge into the void and disappear.

Wang Sheng was shocked, and then looked behind him like a sensor, where green trees thousands of kilometers away escaped from the space and ran forward.

"Black Mountain Lao!" Wang Sheng immediately realized that the Black Mountain Lao did not die.

Suddenly his eyes were solemn, and a golden dot didn't know when it appeared outside the void of tens of thousands of meters. The green tree wrapped in golden light ran past and disappeared into the golden dot.

At the same time, Wang Sheng heard faint cries in his heart.

"I am waiting for Huiming Patriarch to pray for my divine power, protect me, and eliminate disasters."

"Pray for the Divine Power of the Patriarch, pray for the Patriarch to come!"

The white jade Buddha in the palm of the hand flashes unexpectedly, and it is the call of the group of bald donkeys!

As soon as the green little tree fell into the golden spot, the golden light spot began to flicker and seemed to disappear. Without thinking, Wang Sheng stepped away.

It seems that the closer to the golden point, the smaller his body will shrink. By the time he approaches, the golden point has become taller with him. Wang Sheng realizes that there is space fluctuation near this golden point, not his body is shrinking, but space. Changing.

The golden dot became a golden aperture like a portal. When I came to the door, the call from the bottom of my heart was very clear, and it seemed to be by my side.

Wang Sheng tried to dive into the consciousness, but he didn't seem to be in the sea, and could not feel the slightest thing. Instead, his heart moved. There was something in it that attracted himself.

Driving away from the light, Wang Sheng disappeared into the golden portal.

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The core of the Pure Land, the stepped golden halls stand on top of each other, and there is a square in front of each hall. A large number of monks are sitting on the square, looking neatly at the highest hall of the Great Hall.

There was a three-foot-high golden virtual image floating in the sky, the virtual image was already very condensed, and the body's appearance clearly appeared.

"Everyone should call the name of the ancestor together, and Huiming priest will respond to me and solve the dangers of the pure land." An old monk sat in front of the Great Hall of the Pavilion and said reverently, his voice was old and strong, spreading to every corner of the surrounding hall.

"Amitabha!" Innumerable disciples promised in unison.

The sound of thunder awakened Wang Sheng. He only felt dizzy, and countless flies buzzed in his mind, making him distracted, and slowly opened his eyes. The golden light flashed in front of him.

"I am waiting for Huiming Patriarch to pray for my divine power, protect me, and eliminate disasters."

"Pray for the Divine Power of the Patriarch, pray for the Patriarch to come!"

For the first time, the voice rang in my ears incomparably, Wang Shengdue's enlightenment, the flies just now were these calls, and then he looked up, suddenly stunned.

Countless small monks are constantly chanting their own names, and the voice turns into power as if to fill his body and mind. He raised his hands and a pair of golden palms appeared in front of his eyes.

This is not your own body, and this body does not look like an entity!

"The Patriarch is spiritual!" The trembling voice came from below.

Wang Sheng looked down and was talking about a monk in the main hall square. He was looking at himself excitedly.

So familiar! Wang Sheng scanned the monks around him.

Suddenly, weren't these the few monks he met when he first came, it was the brother monk who made the noise.

"It's you." He murmured unconsciously.

The senior brother and Shang were even more excited, nodded their heads, and said with a trembling voice: "I didn't expect the grandmaster to remember the monk, and the monk Zhishan visited the grandmaster!"

The monks below noticed the difference because of his exclamation. The golden virtual image obviously had vitality. Hearing Wang Sheng's own words, they even confirmed that the ancestor really came!

"Amitabha." Before the disciple's clamoring below, the abbot old monk announced the Buddha's horn first, and his body was bent towards Wang Sheng to perform the ritual.

The old monk in front of him seemed to have only one palm of his own, and then he realized that it was not that they were shrinking, but that his body was now bigger.

Shaolin abbot of the eighteenth generation, Wang Sheng moved.

"It's you waiting to call me." He whispered.

Shanxin respectfully folded his hands together, "My Zen Pure Land is in great trouble, and the space is cracking, and the disciples have accidentally learned the name of the ancestor, and they have to call it out, hoping that the ancestor will come to solve the danger of my pure land."

Wang Sheng swept his eyes, and the monks were afraid to have nearly a thousand, except for the lowest level, the monks above the middle hall looked at the realm, especially the same old monks around the old monk, the realm was probably above the Yuanshen , And even more golden avenue level.

Compared with outside monks, these monks are not bad no matter in quantity or quality~www.ltnovel.com~ But instead of fighting the enemy, they call for their presence.

Combining the words that Gu Sai said before and the crack space he saw along the way, he realized in his heart that the so-called pure land is difficult to refer to the outsiders who are not conspiring.

With this thought in mind, he fixed his eyes and looked closely, wondering if he was changing his body, or whether his space avenue had indeed made a lot of progress. He soon noticed that an invisible wave of space was rippling in the air, firmly blocking this golden world .

"The ancestor should have been clear." Shan Xin smiled bitterly, "Three years ago, my pure land space source somehow started to shake. Over time, the inner layer and the outer layer of the pure land were completely separated. I was trapped and unable to go out. Today, the disciples are more It’s because I noticed that the inner structure of the space is unstable, and I fear that it will completely collapse in a short time."

He folded his hands together and gave a deep salute. "The disciple begged the ancestor to lower his divine power to save me the pure land and eliminate the disaster!"

Numerous disciples below chanted, "Pray for the ancestral master's divine power, save me the pure land, eliminate disasters and solve problems."

With the sound of the Buddha in his ears, Wang Sheng obviously felt a more full of power pouring into the body. The power hidden in this body was gradually increasing. He slightly felt that this body was not worse than his own body, and was also at the level of Dajin Jindan And even the power is gradually increasing.

At this moment he suddenly stunned, instinctively looked up at the sky not far away, where a golden dot slowly flashed.

Golden point, the golden gate of the void world! Own body!

Realizing this, Wang Sheng suddenly walked away towards Jindian.

The believing monks who were begging looked at Wang Sheng away with surprise, but saw Wang Sheng moving forward and turning back: "The call can't be stopped. When I return, the pure land will be difficult to solve."

The sound was ethereal and magnificent, spreading all over the four sides, and the good faith of the monks suddenly felt pleased. In unison, Amitabha, they did not wait for the abbot to order, they began to chant again.