A hundred years ago, the evil bones suppressed by the ancient temple of Penglai continued to move. At that time, Yuanming presided over the time of sacrificing the cause and effect of sacrificing the secrets of heaven. A hundred years later, the evil bones will be welcomed back to the master, which will cause disaster to the world and chaos. Those who can come to find bones must be the ones who burn bones to save the world.

Yuanming presided over the use of his own body to the bones, his own practice formation, and his thousand-year-old pagoda as a cage to suppress the bones of sin and wait for the people who save the world.

For a hundred years, he has been fighting against that bone to avoid being assimilated, becoming his puppet, and becoming the root cause of harm to the people.

At the end of last summer, it was indeed like the secret of heaven that had been peeking out, and the master of the Buddha's bones. Yuanming presided over all his merits and cultivation, and fought with him for a day and two nights, thirty-eight disciples of the ancient temple were sacrificed to guard this Buddha's bone, which was not taken away.

Now Yuanming's host is already at the end of his strength. He has suppressed the Buddha's bones with just a little faith and merits of the ancient temple and his only disciple chanting sutras day and night.

Fortunately, he finally waited for the person who could destroy all sins.

Listening to the lightly whispered speech of Yuanming, Qin Liuxi's throat was blocked. Looking at his empty eyes without focal length and his thin figure, he took a deep breath and forced the anger that rose from his chest.

"We have not practiced the Tao enough to kill him. We can only grab some time for the right path. Fortunately, what he needs is also time. Now that good and evil are facing each other, they are fighting for that glimmer of hope. Little donor, this people have to be protected by you." Yuanming's eyes were obviously blind, but he could still look accurately at Qin Liuxi's direction.

Qin Liuxi asked: "Master Gao Yi, how likely will I win if I face him now?"

"The time has not come." Yuanming host smiled slightly: "Don't ask about the victory or defeat of the little donor. If you have a Tao in your heart, you can tell the boundless Dharma. The road to practice is long. You have a heavy responsibility and a long way to go."

Qin Liuxi pursed her lips.

Yuanming presided over: "Little donor, please sit down and transform me. Only you can burn the Buddha bone so that it cannot be obtained."

Qin Liuxi clenched his fists and said, "Master, you will die."

"I have reached 183 now. If this bone had not been destroyed, I would have passed away long ago. Now I am seeking benevolence and gaining benevolence." Yuanming presided over very compassionately and said, "I have cultivated my merits and achieved perfection."

The little monk beside him sat on the ground, folded his hands together against his chest and lowered his head slightly.

But Qin Liuxi's heart was as blocked as a big stone, and he said, "Master, if you can escape from the Buddha's bones, I can burn them."

"It has long been one with me and cannot be separated from me." If not, why wouldn't I almost succeed?

Qin Liuxi's nails were pinched into the palm of his hand, so he asked her to cremate him?

He is not an evil heretic, how could he do it himself?

Qin Liuxi always has a trace of softness in his heart, not as gentle as water, but remembers what his master said, do good deeds and accumulate virtue, and use his ability to help more people, accumulate blessings, rather than harming others.

It would be too cruel to ask her to cremate the monk.

"Little donor, don't be guilty. The best wishes I have been to convert to my Buddha." The eyes of the host Yuanming kept falling on her, with a free and relaxed smile, and a sense of detachment.

He has accomplished what he can contribute.

Qin Liuxi had no more words, and his thoughts moved, and a cluster of red and dazzling karma fires danced at his fingertips. In an instant, under the smile of Yuanming, he bounced over.

boom.

The fire of karma surrounded it and burned it, and Yuanming's face flickered in the fire.

The little monk chanted Amitabha and closed his eyes.

Qin Liuxi knelt down, and the fire reflected in his eyes.

Another one.

In order to buy some time for the righteous path, the master left, and now this Taoist monk has also gone to serve the Buddha.

The fire of karma is burning, with a subtle and sacred sound, as if coming from the sky.

At some point, Erluo had a gloomy face and pinched a clay man into pieces. After a while, he chuckled. Even if one piece was missing, it would be fine and no one could stop him.

The time gate passed, the karma fire went out, and the small door hole was only a handful of silver-white gray.

The little monk was reciting the scriptures, and Qin Liuxi always knelt down and stood by.

A night passed and the dawn suddenly appeared.

The little monk just got up and started to move some mud bricks to build the door.

Qin Liuxi took his hand and said, "There are relics in the door hole, so why not hold them up?"

She saw that colorful crystals were in the handful of gray. It was a relics that were only available after the real monks had transformed into a Taoist monk. It was a treasure of Buddhism.

"The host Youyan, after he passed away, this door was built up, as if there were relics." The little monk looked at the already crooked pagoda, and his voice was faint: "Then this is the relics pagoda. One day, incense will reappear in the ancient temple of Penglai."

Qin Liuxi let go of his hand and worked with him to build a hole in bricks. After the door hole was piled up, she used another technique to push the pagoda straight, and the pagoda door hole was also free of gaps.

The little monk bowed to Qin Liu west and said, "Donor, leave by yourself."

Qin Liuxi said: "You are the only one here. Do you want to go out with me? There are also many Buddhist temples to hang orders outside."

The young monk shook his head with a smile: "There is only one monk left in the ancient temple of Penglai, so he must keep it, Amitabha."

He nodded to Qin Liuxi and walked towards the main hall. Qin Liuxi faced the pagoda and saw the sunlight rising from the sea shining on it, warm and warm.

Qin Liuxi stayed here for a long time before leaving.

When the little monk came over again, he saw that there was no one here. After a while, he returned to the hall again, and the sound of wooden fish started to sound.

Yushi.

Yu Changkong was flipping through a book of Qimen Bagua Formation, suddenly his heart was throbbing, he looked at somewhere in the void, stood up, and indeed saw Qin Liuxi appearing in his sight.

His eyes must have been fixed on her, with relaxation, relief and a flash of joy in his eyes.

I'm back.

Qin Liuxi came to him and said, "Young Master Changkong, can you drink a glass of wine?"

Yu Changkong raised his eyebrows and replied, "Wait."

When he turned around and entered, he took the treasured wine and two wine glasses and came out again, he saw that Qin Liuxi was already lying on the recliner he had just sat in the yard, covering the Qimen Bagua on his face, breathing for a long time.

Yu Changkong was stunned for a moment. Is he asleep?

He placed the wine and glasses on the rattan table next to him, sat on the rattan chair on the other side, and quietly looked at Qin Liuxi.

An hour later, Qin Liuxi woke up, his eyes cleared, and he smiled at him: "I'm not drooling, right?"

"Yes, I've also gone up to the book." Yu Changkong poured wine for her and said, "Have you just come back?"

"Not it. I've been busy working some days before I get out of here."

Yu Changkong picked up his wine glass and cried with her: "Welcome back."
Chapter completed!