Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms: Chapter 66


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The Himalayas are deep, and the earth cracks and collapses in the shaking, breaking into countless huge pieces and falling. The golden red light rises from the center of the earth, enveloping the bones of a broken prehistoric giant bird, rising slowly, and the magnificent light reflects the sky.

The wreckage stretched out, and countless burnt bones were sprinkled like a torrential rain. Then they flapped their wings and rushed to the sky in the raging package of Phoenix's real fire!

Farther afield, the snowfields in Tibet stretch for thousands of miles. Countless believers witnessed this miracle, and bowed to the ground under the golden red light bathed in the sky, like a sea tide.

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The colorless sky.

One wave of vibration in the whole temple is greater than one wave, just like a bumpy boat in a huge wave. Zhou Hui couldn't stand anymore, gritted his teeth and hugged the marble pillar closest to him, but immediately after that the huge pillar collapsed into countless stones, almost burying him alive inside.

"Phoenix!"

Zhou Hui was extremely angry. His shirt had already been torn, and his strong and scarred upper body appeared, and he suddenly used his force to lift up a few huge white pieces: "Phoenix!-Don't do this, you give me. Come back!"

Suddenly a gust of wind swept past his ears, and at the moment Zhou Hui evaded him, he saw that Sakyamuni, who was missing an arm, rushed towards him holding a dagger made of the gods, the blade pressed against his ear Wipe away.

That was really dangerous. Zhou Hui took a breath, grabbed Sakyamuni’s arm and sent it forward, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab the dagger. However, when the Sakyamuni broke out, he was actually very fast. The two fought against each other like lightning. Zhou Hui's side face was picked up by a blade of blood. At the same time, he flew a kick, and immediately kicked the Sakyya like his chest and flew back. !

With a bang, the dagger fell to the ground, and Zhou Hui flew up and grabbed it like lightning.

"Give it back to me!" Shakyamuni stood up swayingly in the earthquake, roaring with endless echoes, as if the Nine Heavens God and Buddha sounded a vajra bell: "You humble monster, you are also worthy to encroach on the godhead?! Give me--!"

As the last sound echoed, Zhou Hui only felt that the godhead suddenly jumped forward, seeming to have a tendency to let go. He immediately grasped the forward stab with force and stab Sakyamuni’s palm head-on in the chaos.

Golden Buddha's blood spurted wildly, and Shakya's hand turned into a giant palm, and he smashed his head against Zhou Hui!

At that moment, if the split is real, Zhou Hui can be photographed into a pool of blood on the spot. However, at the very moment, the colorless zenith collapsed like a string to the extreme. The golden red fire envelops the bones of the phoenix, blasting up amid the deafening roar, suddenly spreading its huge unmatched wings!

Zhou Hui had already made the determination to die, even if he tried to take the fatal blow head-on, he would still pull Sakyamuni to his death. However, at that moment the whole world collapsed, the ground under his feet turned into a deep stream, and the whole person suddenly fell back uncontrollably.

The next moment, a golden and red phantom fell from the sky, and Chu He stretched out his hand to hold him.

They clasped their hands while falling, staring into each other's eyes against the background of the disintegrating world.

"Goodbye," Chu He said softly.

He took the dagger filled with fine lightning from Zhou Hui's hand, and instantly turned into a gray-black godhead in his hand, the halo bloomed, and then it became invisible.

At the same time, the phoenix phantom burning around him exploded, and the bones spreading out his wings surrounded him until a raging fire burst out all over him!

That is the fire of Nirvana.

The fire of Phoenix Nirvana, which is burned again by the Godhead of the Great Asura King as energy, is indestructible for nine days and ten places.

Zhou Hui murmured Phoenix, his voice was desperate and hoarse, but no one could hear him, including himself, in the loud noise of the sky and the earth.

At the same time, the pupils of the Sakyamuni behind them shrank sharply, turning around to retreat, but it was too late.

The phoenix turned around and let out a clear cry, spreading his wings and grasping him tightly. The Sakyamuni, who lacked an arm, could not struggle at all, and suddenly roared in pain!

"Do you even want me to die, Phoenix? Even you want me to die?! Have you forgotten who took care of you and raised you?!"

In the light of the fire, Sakyamuni grabbed Phoenix by the collar, and the latter just shook his head, hoarse and calmly said: "Yes, I have... forgotten."

Sakyamuni was stunned, only to hear the violent shaking under his feet, the last nirvana barrier of the Buddhist hall was finally turned into powder in the fire of Nirvana, and the entire colorless sky fell completely to hell!

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At that moment, there was never such a magnificent picture in nine days and ten places. The colorless sky, surpassing the 33rd heaven, fell completely into the vast hell, igniting a magnificent sea of ​​flames on the top of the mountain, like the second time of the heavenly gods and Buddhas.

In the sea of ​​fire, Chu He raised the Buddha bone knife, and the hot golden white blade reflected Sakyamuni’s shocked face.

"True...the soul of the true Buddha..." Sakyamuni was unbelievable: "The soul of the true Buddha smelted by the Phoenix real fire?!"

"This is the bone you drew me." Chu He's mouth was dry and bleeding, but there was a tired smile: "When you gave it to me at the beginning, you said that the pain of bone extraction is what it feels like... but you don't know. In addition to those, I have experienced more pain, fear and confusion. If you do not die, all this will not end. The chaos from the heavenly realms to the four evil realms will continue..."

Fear finally appeared in the eyes of Sakyamuni, but the next second, the tip of the Buddha's bone knife pressed against his neck.

"Farewell, Sakyamuni."

As soon as Chu He's hand pressed hard, the tip of the knife pierced his throat.

——At the moment of seeing the blood, the Buddha bone knife slowly melted, and a misty figure appeared in the blade, it was Zhang Shun!

He doesn't actually look like Zhang Shun anymore. Although his face is as familiar as usual, his expression is like a personal change, full of a sense of peace, calm and unspeakable suppression. When Shakya saw him, he yelled in fear, and immediately tried to escape, but was held tightly by the Phoenix bones, and his body made a terrible crackling sound in the fire of Nirvana.

Zheng Buddha got up and walked towards him from the void, like a shadow shrouded in Buddha's light, easily squeezing into his charred body a little bit.

With this action, the part of the Buddha's body that was scorched and melted by the fire of Nirvana began to be gradually repaired and reborn, and a group of dark objects filled with electric currents slowly "squeezed" out of the back of the Buddha's body. Screaming sharply.

——That is the real Sakyamuni, the heart demon born in the heart of the Buddha tens of thousands of years ago in the eyes of **** demon.

"Why! Why do you come back!" The heart demon roared at the Zheng Buddha, trying to regain the golden body, but was rushed back by the fire of Nirvana again and again.

"Why didn't you die in the colorless sky! Why didn't you disappear completely!"

"Why can you come back--!"

The Buddha finally fully entered the golden body, exuding infinite brilliance in the sea of ​​fire, like a nine-day **** descending on the earth, turning around and looking at his heart demon with compassion, his eyes full of complex and indescribable emotions.

He didn't answer, he just shook his head lightly for a while.

The heart demon burst out a dazzling electric arc in the flames, and rushed towards Zheng Buddha with a harsh roar, but the next moment his body was caught by something, and the eyes were dark.

In the last second before his consciousness disappeared, he tried his best to turn his head, but only saw a jewel-like shining bird, opening a huge mouth to himself.

——That is a peacock.

The peacock crossed the mountain, crossed the sea of ​​fire, and rushed towards its birth mother, Phoenix, who was disappearing in the fire of Nirvana; in the sea of ​​fire, he met a heart demon blocking him, so he swallowed it in one bite without thinking.

In the circumstance of cause and effect, retribution is unhappy. Sakyamuni, the heart demon born in the eighth consciousness of the Buddha, was eventually buried in the mouth of King Peacock.

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Zheng Buddha looked at the peacock, then turned to look at the phoenix that became more and more transparent in the fire of Nirvana, and then followed the cracked ground of **** and the endless Tielun Mountain, looking towards the human world in the distance. Nostalgia flashed under his eyes.

He finally stood up and saw Zhou Hui coming against the current high in the sky not far away.

"..."

Zheng Buddha seemed to mutter something, but no one could hear it. After a while, he sighed in dismay, his figure suddenly rose to the collapsing colorless sky, and waved his first hand at the sea of ​​fire in the void.

Following that action, the roar of the sea of ​​fire turned into an invisible, dust and smoke, disappearing in the sky; Zheng Buddha waved for the second time, Zhou Hui was pushed forward by an invisible force, passed through the clouds of smoke, and stopped in the phoenix nirvana. center of.

Zhou Hui turned his head in amazement, and saw the Buddha in the clouds and waved a third hand at them.

—but that was just a farewell.

Then the Golden Buddha turned around and rushed to the colorless sky. The light of the Buddha was shining and the music rang; the Buddha, who had been unable to stand for tens of thousands of years, finally returned to his lotus throne on the top of the hell.

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The flame gradually extinguished, leaving only the sky full of smoke.

Zhou Hui was full of blood, panting and kneeling in the air. Then he pushed aside the Peacock King, and plunged into the black cloud.

——"If I became an egg, would you pick me back?"

Yes.

"If I leave, will you wait for me to come back?"

Yes.

"If you don't want me...where else can I go?"

You have nowhere to go, so you have to come back to me.

Zhou Hui frantically searched for his target in the thick black clouds created by the burning. He shuttled through the choking smoke, looking embarrassed, but he didn't care. Finally, after not knowing how many searches he finally saw a luminous point in the depths of the sea of ​​clouds, although it was faint and fleeting, but in the next second he broke out like an arrow, almost instantly holding the target on him Palm.

Then he fell quickly, falling to the ground in the violent air current, thumping and kneeling on the edge of the cliff above the sea of ​​blood.

At that moment, he dared not open his hands and glanced at what was in his palm. His heartbeat is so fast, every once in a while, he almost jumps out of his throat with twitching pain.

"Call..."

After a long while, Zhou Hui finally let out a long and thorough sigh. It seemed that the trembling body was barely restrained by this action, and then he spread his fingers.

I saw an egg in his palm.

An egg that is not full enough to hold, as white as snow, like a jade carving.

——That is the phoenix jade fetus after Nirvana.

Zhou Hui's fingers penetrated deeply into the hard rock, and he used his force to the point of convulsion, before letting out a hoarse, tone-shifting cry.


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