"The road ahead is long, but the benefactor goes slowly."

After sending away three people and one chicken, a trace of relief flashed between Jue Yuan's brows. He looked at the wooden fish in front of him again and said with a smile: "Yumu, Yumu, I don't have much time left. If you don't wake up, you will

But what should we do?”

Buzz.

Muyu trembled slightly and rubbed his lapel affectionately.

"He is indeed ignorant."

"That's all, everything will be fine as it happens."

Jue Yuan said no more. He swayed and walked slowly, barefoot and clothed, in front of Luo Wannian. He sat cross-legged, neither chanting sutras nor chanting Buddha's name. He just remained motionless and fell into samadhi.

I don't know how long it took.

With a flick of the brush, Luo Wannian opened his eyes again, and the calamity flashed through his eyes. It was much darker than before, and his momentum was far better than before, and it was still improving!

"What are you doing?"

He stared at Jueyuan, his tone was as cold and indifferent as before.

"Amitabha."

Jue Yuan slowly opened his eyes and said softly: "Donor, I am a poor monk but I want to help the benefactor escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

"You want to ferry me?"

Luo Wannian seemed to have heard some big joke and said quietly: "You want to survive a tribulation?"

"No."

Jue Yuan said with emotion: "The moment the benefactor came out from Anti-Heaven and Earth, the Hongmeng Tribulation Lord has died. The current benefactor is only Luo Wannian. Since Luo Donor is not the Tribulation Lord, there is no need to destroy all living beings. Naturally,

It can be crossed."

Luo Wannian suddenly fell silent.

He knew that the immortal Buddha mind that Jue Yuan had previously entered into his body had already seen through his past experiences.

"The Master has watched my memory."

After being silent for a moment, he said quietly: "Then you know my past?"

"Amitabha."

Jue Yuan nodded and said: "The poor monk is fully aware of the great resentment in the donor's heart."

"Can you understand?"

"cannot."

Jue Yuan was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "The poor monk is just another person after all. How can other people understand the great resentment in the donor's heart?"

"That's what the master thinks."

Luo Wannian stared at him and said seriously: "Can you save me?"

"You might as well give it a try."

"How to cross?"

Luo Wannian asked back: "Chanting sutras? Or chanting Buddha's name?"

"Amitabha."

Jue Yuan laughed and said: "If chanting sutras, chanting Buddha's name, and preaching the truth can save people, how can there be such a thing as a great calamity in the world? How can the resentment of all living beings be accumulated to such an extent? When I was a child, I met a monk who said that eating fast, chanting Buddha's name, and meditating

, then all delusions will be eliminated, and you will become a Buddha immediately. This is really a big mistake."

"How are you going to save me, Master?"

Luo Wannian seemed to be a little interested, and it seemed that absorbing many sources of calamity would take a lot of time, so Luo Wannian asked again.

"Everything for a poor monk."

Jue Yuan looked at him and said calmly: "The poor monk is willing to use this as his life, the cause and effect of the past and the future, and the few merits accumulated over countless years, at the cost of his soul flying away, his true spirit being eternally silent, and not entering reincarnation.

, let’s get another chance to save the donor.”

Luo Wannian was silent again.

He could see that every word of Jue Yuan's words was true!

"It's late."

After a while, he sighed quietly, with a bit of human emotion; "It's too late."

"Buddhism is boundless and can save all sentient beings."

Jue Yuan shook his head: "The donor was once a member of all sentient beings, and he has retained some of his past. If this is the case, why is it too late?"

Luo Wannian suddenly laughed.

It’s just that the smile is full of overwhelming resentment and hatred!

"good!"

"Well said!"

"What a great way to save all sentient beings!"

A trace of black calamity power rose from his body. He stared at Jueyuan and said word by word: "May I ask Master, where was the Buddha when my mother cut her own flesh and bled her to save me, and died of cold and hunger?

?When I was bullied since I was a child, and they called me a bastard, where was the Buddha? When my wife was wronged and beaten to death, where was the Buddha? And..."

"My daughter is seriously ill."

"I searched for thirteen medical clinics, but when everyone turned me away, where is the Buddha you talk about!!!"

The more he talks.

The calamity power on his body became more and more intense, until finally, his whole body was completely surrounded by the calamity power, and it was so dark that only a pair of crazy and desperate eyes that wanted to destroy everything were revealed!

"Buddha said to save all sentient beings!"

"Can!"

"I was once one of the sentient beings. Why didn't Buddha... come and rescue me alone??"

boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a tribulation force wrapped around him, and an extremely dark palm instantly fell in front of Jue Yuan, breaking through the Buddha's light outside his body and imprinting it on his chest.

"master!"

With boundless hatred in his voice, Luo Wannian asked again: "So, you still want to cross me?"

"To cross."

Jue Yuan's face was calm, and he clasped his hands together again. Wisps of peaceful and tranquil milky-white immortal Buddha's mind slowly rose up from his body, completely covering their bodies.

"The benefactor's complaint."

"The Hate of the Donor."

"Jueyuan is willing to bear the responsibility with his own body, and please... take the initiative."

…

The Buddha's light is trembling.

Big broken stars and buildings that had long since been turned into ruins flew past in front of their eyes, leaving the three of them overwhelmed.

"this……"

Donghua and Taishu's faces were full of shock.

In just a few breaths, they were already carried by the Buddha's light, almost across most of the Hongmeng world!

And this!

This was still the case when Jue Yuan’s source of immortality was damaged and his strength was not as good as before!

Until now.

Only then did they realize how powerful Jue Yuan was, the second strongest person in the three thousand world after Su Yi!

"My eyes are always higher than my head."

Feeling the Buddha's light around him, Chongming suddenly sighed: "Except for Su Daozun, there are no people that I can like, but this bald donkey... I am far inferior to him!"

Gu Han said nothing.

"Farewell, Master!"

He bent down and bowed in the direction of Jue Yuan, making a formal farewell.

He knows it very well.

This bow means farewell forever, and the two sides will never see each other again!

It took a few more breaths.
To be continued...