The Universal Plugins For Online Game Chapter 852: Dilemma
Because this is a sacrifice of life!
Suddenly, there were anxious expressions on the faces of Yingyin and Zhunti. Immediately, Daoist Yingyin hurriedly persuaded:
"Master, no, you will perish forever and never be reborn."
Aro Lan smiled softly, shook her head indifferently, and said slowly:
"I don't know how many years ago, the teacher should have passed away, but he just saved a life. Now, the catastrophe is coming, and the three brothers such as the teacher are difficult to survive. It is better to become a spiritual mountain. Keeping the Pure Land forever, in this way, you will have the opportunity to escape this catastrophe, and in the future, you will also have the opportunity to realize the ideal of purifying all sentient beings.”
When Yingyin and Zhunti heard the words, they couldn't help but become more anxious and said in unison:
"Master, as long as I work together, there will be no catastrophe that cannot be overcome. Please, Master, take it back!"
"Hehe, that's what you think, this world is actually huge, so big that you can't even imagine, you two have the ideal and hope of being a teacher, and you still have a chance to learn to forbear. "Aro Lan takes life and death lightly, and regards his ideals as more important than his own life. As long as he has the opportunity to realize his ideals, he will choose to do it without hesitation.
Incarnate as a spiritual mountain, leaving a foundation for the West.
Become a spiritual mountain and leave hope for yourself.
As a spiritual mountain, I have no regrets in this life.
Afterwards, A Luolan, Puguang, and Pudu began to shine with holy light.
They chose, dedicated themselves to their ideals, and never looked back.
With a wave of his hand, A Luolan sealed the mana of Daoist Jie Yin and Daoist Zhunti, and then gave them one last look.
From his eyes, the Daoist Receiver and the Daoist Zhunti saw hope, resoluteness, persistence, but not the nostalgia for this world.
On Purdue's white monk robe, milky white rays of light flickered, and he kept twisting the rosary in his hands, and the truth of the road came out in his mouth.
"What's the joy of life? What's the pain of death?"
The monk Puguang was dressed in a gray robe, showing compassion on his face, and the wooden fish in his hand was still ringing constantly.
Alolan and Puguang and Pudu looked at each other and nodded at the same time.
"I would like to incarnate in the Pure Land of Amitabha, to guard the West forever, the Pure Land will not be broken, and Sumeru will live forever!" Purdue monks pointed to the sky and the ground, gave birth to a lotus flower in their mouth, stepped on a golden lotus with their feet, and grew lotus every step of the way. The runes of the avenues were intertwined, and he tossed the rosary in his hand, and the eighteen rosary instantly became ten thousand feet in size, as if the sun was hanging high in the sky.
The Purdue monk took a step forward, his expression indifferent, ignoring life and death, his figure continued to grow, and began to explode with a bang, blending into the eighteen beads, and the spiritual light flashed between the heavens and the earth.
The golden light flickered, and the prototype of a small world appeared between the heaven and the earth. It seemed to have its own laws of heaven and earth formed. The light of the sun, moon and stars shone in all directions. The stars are like stars, hanging in the west of Mount Sumeru.
The Pure Land of Amitabha was formed, and the Purdue monks were seated.
In the future, if you have a predestined relationship and open the Pure Land of Amitabha, you will be able to get it. Purdue's inheritance of a monk will also be able to acquire a small world and open up a world of your own.
Amitabha world.
"I would like to be transformed into glass, my heart like glass, my body like glass, forever immobile, the glass not broken, and Xumi to live forever! The pure land of glass, now!" On the gray robe of the monk Puguang, the lights of glass flickered. , he took a step towards the east, and the sound of the wooden fish in his hand was still continuous.
He lay on his back like a moat.
The light of the glazed glass is brilliant, his body gradually turned into glazed glass, and the glazed pure land appears in the world.
Glass Pure Land, eternal defense.
The heart is like colored glass, the body is like colored glass, clean and unsullied.
The glazed pure land gradually shrunk into a single, glazed planet hanging to the east of Mount Sumeru, shining brightly.
Aro Lan's face appears in the world. His face is like a crown of jade, and his spirit is outstanding. He is like the most perfect masterpiece in the world. Perhaps, it is because of this perfection that both heaven and earth are jealous.
A blue robe, a slender figure, and fluttering long hair, this is A Luolan.
At this moment, in the eyes of Yingyin and Zhunti, there were tears of blood dripping down.
At this time, there was a faint smile on the corner of A Luolan's mouth.
"Body incarnation of Lingshan, whirling pure land, the world is eternal and immobile, only I become whirling." A pious voice came out of A Luolan's mouth.
Above his head, three thousand green silk fluttered down to the ground.
Like three thousand avenues, it manifests the world.
"Jieyin, Zhunti, let me help you two, understand the Dao!" A Luolan's voice reached the ears of Daoist Jieyin and Daoist Zhunti.
At this time, Daoist Receptionist and Daoist Zhunti, with blood and tears in their eyes, bowed their heads and bowed respectfully.
Aro Lan's figure gradually dissipated, and three thousand blue silks fell, but it was still manifesting, the traces of the avenue.
The gloomy and whirling pure land appears in the world, without a trace of light appearing in it, as if the heaven and the earth are chaotic.
This is an initial world, a more perfect world than Amitabha Pure Land and Lazuli Pure Land.
The whirling pure land is now in this world, A Luolan, the most perfect man between heaven and earth, disappears into the world.
The three pure lands are formed, and the rays of light shoot out from the three pure lands, connecting the three pure lands tightly together.
In the west, there is a golden star-like Amitabha Pure Land, in the east, a glass-colored planet-like glazed pure land, and in the center, a chaotic-colored whirling pure land.
At the same time, it is displayed on Mount Sumeru, and the runes are intertwined, covering the entire Mount Sumeru.
"Mount Sumeru, after a million years, will appear in the world."
Three voices came from the Pure Land.
These are the three of them, their last obsession manifesting in the world.
At this time, a long sigh came from the Zixiao Palace.
"Alas, from now on, there will be a Buddha in the world."
In the Dragon Abyss, the Ancestral Dragon Emperor looked up at Mount Sumeru. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate time and space, looking into the past and the future, and a long sigh came from his mouth.
In the prehistoric world, there are many hidden powerhouses who feel something in their hearts, and have different ideas in their hearts.
A million years later, another dispute!
I just don't know, after a million years, when Mount Sumeru opens again, what kind of scene will the heroes come to attack.
Treasures, only the strong have the ability to possess, euphemistically called:
"The spirits of heaven and earth are inhabited by those who are virtuous."
As for this virtue, how to define it, and what kind of creatures can be called virtuous, is more complicated.
At least, Yingyin and Zhunti, now, in the eyes of many strong people, there is not enough "virtue" to obtain such a treasure.
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A hundred years later, many creatures in the prehistoric world have learned of the Wu clan's victory over the golden royal family. For a time, the Wu clan's momentum has greatly increased.
Wherever the Witch Clan went, many creatures all retreated.
There is no longer any creature who dares to laugh at the Wu clan for retreating without a fight and giving up half of the prehistoric world. This matter is also considered a wise move of the Wu clan.
At this time, in the Pangu Hall, the twelve ancestor witches gathered together, their faces were filled with joy, and the shadow of the immemorial strong clan had disappeared from their hearts.
"This time, I called everyone here to discuss the conquest of the brothers and sisters of Fuxi and Nuwa in Fengqi Mountain." Di Jiang shook his long silver hair and said with a stern expression.
Many ancestor witches heard the words, and they all fell into a period of contemplation, weighing the pros and cons of this matter.
"That's a bit bad. Brothers and sisters Fuxi and Nuwa, although they joined the demon clan, they only joined in name only." Houtu frowned and said softly.
Zhu Rong heard the words, raised his brows, and said with some dissatisfaction:
"Houtu, although you and Nuwa have a good relationship, but this is a big matter related to the entire Wu clan, how can you be emotional?"
After hearing the words, Houtu couldn't help turning a little red, and couldn't help but lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his clothes.
At this time, Xuan Ming looked at Zhu Rong with a cold expression and said:
"What? Zhu Rong, do you think Sister Houtu is wrong?"
Zhu Rong couldn't help feeling agitated, shook his head hurriedly, and said:
"Don't dare, don't dare, sister Xuan Ming is right."
Xuan Ming heard the words, his expression softened, he nodded, and did not continue to speak.
"Actually, whether Fuxi and Nuwa join the demon clan or not, they are unavoidable, and they have to fight with the witch clan, but they won't, just sit back and watch the demon clan's power be damaged, just like the battle of Longevity Mountain, Fuxi , Nuwa brothers and sisters, they dared to shoot directly, just like attacking Zhenyuanzi, as long as the time is right, they will directly shoot at me and other Wu clan." The voice of Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water, came out faintly.
When the other ancestors heard the words, they couldn't help but sigh, as if they were weighing what Gonggong said.
"That's right, the battle between races is the most cruel thing between heaven and earth. Even if I wait for today, and don't take advantage of the situation to force Fuxi and Nuwa, in the future, their brothers and sisters will fight against the witch clan like me. Will you be merciful? Hehe, that's absolutely not." Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of the wind, said yinly.
"However, doing this will really force Fuxi and Nuwa into the demon clan?" Hou Tu raised his head and said in a puzzled manner.
"Precisely because of this, we and the witch clan should take the opportunity to force the two brothers and sisters. As long as the luck of the two brothers and sisters is connected with the demon clan, in the future, if the demon clan declines, their brothers and sisters will also die. ." In Qiang Liang's eyes, the light flashed, as if thinking of something, he said solemnly.
"But, wouldn't this make the demon clan a lot more powerful?" Hou Tu hurriedly said.
"The momentum has greatly increased? The battle of the Lich, those strong people, it is not what they want, the Yao clan wins the witch clan, and other ancient strong clans will not let the demon clan run rampant. In a short period of time, it is true It can add a lot of luck to the demon clan, but it can only make up for the damage in the battle of Longevity Mountain, which is a balance in itself. , Nuwa brothers and sisters are all lucky to make up for the damage of the demon clan's fortune. Presumably, Di Jun is also very happy. Nuwa has a purple aura in her hands. If she is allowed to feel at ease, she will become a saint of Hunyuan. , Then, only the witch clan will face a real crisis! Sister Houtu, you are affected by the close relationship between you and Nuwa, otherwise, how could you, who have always been smart, even connect with each other? Can't understand these simple truths? In the past, when you and Nuwa made good friends, I didn't agree very much. Now, it seems that the original idea is still correct. Your biggest weakness is that you are too emotional. Gong Gong couldn't help but sneer again and again, and said with a somewhat disdainful expression.
When Houtu heard the words, her face turned pale and she couldn't help turning pale. Now she finally understands why her elder brother would stop her from interacting with Nuwa. It turned out that they had long imagined that there would be today.
"Sister Houtu, although you are a little emotional, it's still much better than your ruthlessness!" Xuan Ming said coldly, rebutting Gonggong's words without showing weakness. Judgment, but did not say a word, obviously, she also agreed in her heart, this approach.
"Intimidating Fuxi and Nuwa, in exchange for Di Jun's action, forcing them to participate in the racial struggle, they are also unable to escape. The demon clan's strength increases in a short period of time. The good thing is, now, the primordial strong clan is born, we witch clan, but we have no strength to resist, all races, the two lich clan, although the enemy of life and death, will inevitably fight between life and death in the future, but now, they are our witch clan. , a natural ally." Jumang's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he spoke slowly.
"The Lich joins forces? That's right. Now, the primordial clans are born, and their arrogance is extremely arrogant. Only by joining forces can there be vitality." Wu Jizi, the ancestor of electricity, seemed to be like a flash of lightning, and his figure kept flashing. move.
"In this case, I will wait for the Twelve Ancestral Witches to come together and come down to Fengqi Mountain to coerce Fuxi and Nuwa. After that, we will join forces with other powerhouses in the prehistoric world. Those who do not obey will die!" Zhu Jiuyin seems to have traveled far away. He walked out of the time and space, dressed in a gray robe, and said in a deep voice.
"Coming to Fengqi Mountain!" The other eleven ancestors said in unison.
On the beautiful face of the back soil, there was a gloomy look. She knew that this time, she was going to force her best friend into the whirlpool of racial struggle.
However, after all, she is also the ancestor of the witch, the ancestor of the witch race, does she have a chance to choose?
There is no benevolence, righteousness and morality among the races. There is only iron and blood slaughter, endless conquests, winners live and losers die.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
"Alas, I can only compensate Nuwa in the future." Houtu thought leisurely.
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Ten years later, twelve figures appeared on Fengqi Mountain. They were all staring at Fengqi Mountain with grim expressions.
At this time, Zhu Rong screamed in the sky and shouted:
"Fuxi, Nuwa, get out!"
His voice, like rolling thunder, reverberated between heaven and earth.
At this time, in Fengqi Mountain, the brothers and sisters Fuxi and Nuwa were sitting opposite each other.
The Avenue of Yin and Yang is one of the most mysterious avenues in the world.
The brothers and sisters Fuxi and Nuwa are both human-headed and snake-shaped.