The Pure Land of Western Paradise.

It is known as the Buddha Realm, and is the Great Hall of Great Heroes. It has a long and magnanimous state, including the Great Compassionate Bodhisattva, the Golden Arhat, the Vajra of the Dharma Protector, and the Buddha sitting high.

Grand and grand, with a sound of Zen.

The West is the Pure Land of the World, which reproduces and proliferates. Everyone has good thoughts and behaviors that are not biased can strengthen their life.

This place has endless temples, either built in deep mountains and forests, in wilderness, in downtowns, or in rivers, there are different sizes of temples, and sincerity is not distinguished from high or low.

There are monks who practice as much as themselves, monks who hold incense, monks who beg for alms everywhere, and monks who have many merged.

Some believers walked, knelt three times and kowtowed nine times, trying to climb the stairs of heaven, want to see Lingshan, and want to see Buddha.

A prosperous state.

"Reciting three hundred words of Buddha's name, all the sufferings and pains can be cured."

"Those who believe in my Buddha will not go into despair, nor into the underworld, nor will they suffer from disasters."

"I want to go to Foshan to see the World Honored One."

Believers recite sincerely, kneel three times and kowtow nine times.

Just then, a sound came.

"Please take action by the Buddha."

Then he heard another sigh.

"Sin."

An inexplicable palpitations enveloped the entire West.

The creatures panic, and everyone recites the Buddha.

...

The earth collapses and the sky tear opens.

Thunder and lightning flashed out in the sky, and the clouds were thick.

The earth cracked countless gaps and volcanoes gushed.

In an instant, everything turned into a desert.

The Buddhist temple in heaven fell down.

The magnificent Buddhist kingdom was destroyed in one day.

"quick……"

"Protect this world quickly..."

"Hurry... protect all living beings..."

There are Vajra Protectors and Arhats Bodhisattvas, all of which have changed their color.

A Buddha sighed and said, "Everything can be abandoned, but sentient beings cannot."

A novice cried and said, "But the World Honored One...he..."

"You and I are both Buddhas, and you and I should be merciful."

The Buddha said in a low voice: "I am merciful."

...

Zhongzhou, Yan land.

"What a big deal."

Looking at the West from a distance from the dark day, I can't help but sigh.

I saw that there were nine treasures in the western heaven, earth, and in the void.

Then the West is turbulent, the world changes color, and the beautiful mountains and rivers all turn into deserts.

Although living beings are preserved, they are also damaged.

But this Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss has been destroyed.

...

Youzhou, the Immortal Sect of Morality.

Xu Ji and the head master looked at each other and were speechless.

"How could you use such a big deal?"

...

The Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, the Immortal Islands, the Immortal Sects in the Middle Earth, the Sect of the Wild Divine Sect, and the Buddhist Sect in the Northwest were all shocked.

No one knows why the Pure Land of Western Paradise is so desperate.

...

In the past, the world was uncertain, so there was a nine-calf-stained world. Later, the two Buddhas in the West were grateful for sentient beings, walked in the world, and had some insights, so they imitated the Nine Treasures and created a world in the Western desert.

This world is maintained by the nine treasures and is called the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Today, this world is destroyed and returns to the desert.

The Western creatures are in trouble, and believers' belief in integrity is frustrated.

This is a great loss in the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

...

Youzhou, the world, Yinghuang Mountain.

Qin Xianyu felt that the aura of the Nine Treasures suddenly arrived.

"This holy Buddha...is too much of a life..."

Qin Xianyu had never thought of taking the life of the Western Holy Buddha, but he did not expect that the Holy Buddha would cherish his life so much. He called the Supreme Buddha of the West, but even used the nine treasures to come.

"Jiubao can suppress the world in the West and can break my little world."

Qin Xianyu looked at the great master and holy dragon and said, "There are all saints inside and nine treasures outside, and I can't resist them. Only by using the remains of the immortals to transform into the tree of the great way may it be possible, but it may not be too late."

The Holy Dragon glanced at him and said, "No."

Qin Xianyu was immediately silent.

...

"Yuhua. Do you know how many immortal molts are there in this world?"

"I don't know, but most of the Immortal Sects have them."

Qin Xianyu didn't know what it meant, but to this point, he was not even anxious. He took a deep breath and shook his head and replied.

"Of course there are, and there are as many as three or five."

Shenglong said: "But these are the foundations that have been accumulated over the past few years and years. It is precisely these foundations that even if there is no successor within the Immortal Sect and no immortal saint is born, they can still maintain the sect's immortality."

"But... Throughout history, are there really only a few celestial immortals in these countless years?"

It looked at Qin Xianyu with a little emotion.

Qin Xianyu was silent for a moment and said, "Although the celestial immortals are the most powerful and rare, they have passed down this point, and there are countless thousands of years. The years are long and there should be more than a few years."

The Holy Dragon asked in a low voice: "Then where did these remains go?"

Qin Xianyu was about to speak when he was stunned.

He seemed to have heard Xu Ji say it at the time in the Moral Immortal Sect.

"The remains of the immortal are the body of one's own body. If it is broken and turned into its original bloodline, it can replenish itself and shorten the foundation-building period for a hundred days."

The Holy Dragon said slowly: "In order to shorten the 100-day foundation building period, many celestial immortals did not hesitate to break the remains and erase the last traces of their own in the world."

It looked at Qin Xianyu and asked, "My desolation is the leader of the world and is also in Yinghuang Mountain, which is nurtured by me. How long can it shorten me?"

Qin Xianyu suddenly shook.

Only then did he understand why the great master and holy dragon are so confident and so calm and calm.

Only then did he realize that the lives of the two were at stake, why the great master and holy dragon still had to preserve this remains.

It turns out...this is its last method.

...

"Come on."

The holy dragon closed its eyes.

The thousand-foot-foot molt dissipated with the wind.

The dispersed ashes were wrapped on this fairy fetus Taoist fruit to help them.

There was an inexplicable throbbing that made Qin Xianyu suffocate.
To be continued...