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Xie Que's fingertips drew a trajectory in the void, and a boundless sea of ​​blood burst out from between his eyebrows.

Then it stretched into the long river of time and turned into the shadow of a giant Buddha.

This Buddha shadow is completely different from ordinary golden bodies, with a blood-red halo flowing all over the body.

"Ming Guang Zu Buddha..."

"Today I will experience it!"

"Chu Junyin, do you really want to be someone else's puppet for the rest of your life?"

When the voice of Mingguang Buddha was heard again, he noticed Xie Que who came back to him at a glance and knew that he could not delay any longer.

In an instant, a vast Buddha light shone from the palm of his hand.

"Since you are stubborn and refuse to change, I will save you!"

The Buddha's light burst out, and the sounds of heavenly Sanskrit arose.

Chu Junyin stood on the crest of the blood river, his eyes gradually becoming lifeless.

The Aurora Sword in his hand was spitting out blood-red sharp edges, and gold and red flashed alternately in his eyes.

That was the confrontation between the Buddha's light of salvation and one's own remaining consciousness.

"Just a few instructions, do you think that awakening these fragmented memories can shake my heart?"

Chu Junyin suddenly turned the tip of his sword, splitting the surging blood wave beside him into two.

Xie Que's pupils shrank slightly, and his monk robe fluttered without wind.

He clearly saw the blue veins on Chu Junyin's wrist where he was holding the sword, which was ironclad evidence that there was still humanity in his consciousness.

It doesn’t mean that Chu Junyin was completely converted at this point.

"Ding--"

The moment the Aurora Sword Intent spread out, the entire river of time turned blood red.

The sword light that Chu Junyin slashed out suddenly froze, and the sword body reflected a rainy night thousands of years ago.

At that time, he was trembling and slowly opened the book "Hongmeng Parasitic Art" given to him by Tong Shucheng.

I, who was almost in despair, finally saw hope of breaking through the divine realm.

This is the only real fragment in the memory that Mingguang Zu Buddha wove for him.

Suddenly, Chu Junyin turned around and the sword light also went towards the Buddha.

"Hmph! Stubborn!"

The blood river suddenly boiled, and Chu Junyin's sword light shattered in an instant.

The cold snort of Mingguang Zufo fell from the sky: "You really have the courage of a son of destiny!"

A golden chain broke through the air and directly trapped Chu Junyin's body and soul.

Xie Que burst into laughter.

He understood that Mingguang Zufo's salvation plan had been a complete failure.

Countless arms made of blood suddenly stretched out from the sea of ​​blood, grabbed the golden chain and tore it apart fiercely: "Do you think Chu Junyin is just my tool?"

The chain, which was originally golden and stained with Buddha's light, suddenly turned as black as ink.

Those were the seven emotions and six desires that Chu Junyin had been tainted with in the past, which the Mingguang Zu Buddha could never refine.

As long as Chu Junyin still has human emotions, Mingguang Zu Buddha will never be able to assimilate him.

Chu Junyin's body began to tremble, and fine cracks appeared on his soul.

He saw the blood in front of him gather into the shape of Wanyu, and what she held in her hand was the divine flower from the other shore.

"Don't think I can do nothing to you!"

The angry roar of Mingguang Zufo shattered the three thousand miles of void, and countless Dharma bodies representing the past leaped out from the long river of time.

However, Chu Junyin's sword was faster than his. The Aurora Sword suddenly changed direction and pierced into his forehead.

Suddenly, the blood river rolled back, and Chu Junyin's body and soul exploded, turning into stars in the sky and scattering in the long river of time.

This sound, which carried a bit of human impact, actually caused the past body of Mingguang Zu Buddha to stagger.

This was the moment Xie Que was waiting for. The sea of ​​blood in the sky turned into flowing light and sank into the starlight transformed by Chu Junyin.

In an instant, Xie Que heard the crisp sound of the sky cracking.

The perfect golden body of Mingguang Zu Buddha finally showed the first crack.

"too naive!"

Even so, Mingguang Zu Buddha did not show any emotion at all.

Because He was created by the Way of Heaven, a natural god, without a single trace of humanity.

Golden ripples appeared in the long river of time, and the river of blood under Xie Que's feet suddenly boiled.

The shadow of the past floats on the waves, and every drop of blood reflects the past.

The cassock of Mingguang Buddha fluttered in time and space, and his golden body manifested a thousand hands and eyes, with each palm holding a silk thread representing cause and effect.

"He is from the Mingguang Realm."

"You are connected to me causally, how can I easily sever this relationship?"

“The sea of ​​suffering is endless, but turning back is the shore.”

The Buddhist sound penetrated countless timelines, and countless Chu Junyin raised their heads, as if they had heard the Buddhist sound of the future.

Those hair-thin lines of cause and effect entangled his soul, dragging out a guiding route in the long river of time.

Xie Que let out a long roar, and the river of blood rolled back and flew over.

The true meaning of martial arts filled the blood river and actually chased after the thread of cause and effect.

The moment the true meaning of martial arts collided with the Dharma body of heaven, the entire river of time paused.

Countless cosmic lights burst out from the collision point and turned into phantoms all over the sky.

Ming Guang Zu Buddha didn't care at all that Xie Que followed Him, and just continued to induce cause and effect.

"If you don't realize it now, when will you realize it?"

Three thousand Saha worlds emerged in the Buddha's light, and each world reflected a different ending of Chu Junyin.

"Do you think that if you change the past, you will definitely succeed?"

Xie Que's voice shattered the three phantoms formed by the cosmic light. Each phantom reflected his fight with Mingguang Zufo at different times.

The thousand-armed image of Mingguang Buddha suddenly formed a seal, and the river of time began to flow backwards.

But Xie Que's true meaning of martial arts had already enveloped the past, completely locking the space-time node where Chu Junyin was.

"You can go! I can go too!"

Due to the continuous fighting between the two, the long river of time suddenly rolled into a whirlpool.

The Buddha seal of Mingguang Zufo transformed into a golden-winged Roc, which picked up Chu Junyin's causal thread and plunged into the past 60,000 years.

In the image reflected in the blood river, a thin young man was kneeling under a Bodhi tree, and the Buddha's light condensed from the monk's fingertips was about to be branded into his forehead.

"It's time to change players in this game." Xie Que stepped into the past, and the true meaning of martial arts condensed into the body of a middle-aged man.

In the past 60,000 years of time and space, the young man transformed by Chu Junyin was about to become a disciple of a monk.

Xie Que instantly appeared in front of the young man, and the ripples caused by his fist shattered the Bodhi tree into pieces.

The monk's robes echoed three thousand Sanskrit words, but they were all swallowed up by the invisible field in front of Xie Que.

"Why practice Buddhism? What's the point of practicing Buddhism?"

Xie Que suddenly pressed down on the boy's trembling shoulders, and a spark-like red light flashed in the depths of his pupils:
"Let me teach you the truth of burning stars."

Spots of light exploded from the seven hundred and twenty acupoints on his body at the same time, and the gushing blood and energy collapsed into a singularity in the Buddha's light barrier.

The thread of cause and effect of Mingguang Buddha was stretched taut at this moment.

If it was broken, it would mean that he had failed and still had not been able to recapture Chu Junyin.

A mushroom cloud rose into the sky from the warrior's spine, but it was no ordinary sign of destruction.

In the red gold interwoven light columns, tiny particles of dust continued to multiply, illuminating the Buddhist Pure Land into transparent glass.

The boy's shattered memories were reassembled in the strong light. He saw that in his previous life, under the guidance of Xie Que, he tempered his body in a star-core-like world. Chu Junyin suddenly had relevant knowledge about "nuclear fission" in his mind, and the huge explosion under his feet burned the Buddha's light dim.

The golden body of Mingguang Zu Buddha suddenly cracked, and the backlash of cause and effect from 60,000 years ago flowed upstream along the long river of time.

The Buddha's image suddenly turned into a stream of light and shot towards the more distant past, while Xie Que's figure still followed.

In that distant 129,600 years ago.

The top of Mount Taihua is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the peaks are covered with white snow.

The young man was wearing a plain green shirt and knelt in front of Yuxu Palace for a long time without getting up.

At this time, an old Taoist priest with white beard, white hair and youthful face appeared, wearing Taoist robes and holding a whisk.

He walked slowly and steadily to Chu Junyin.

"Since you are sincere, I will give you a scroll of immortal book..."

"It's called "Hongmeng Parasitic Art"..."

He raised his hand slightly, and a soft light shone from his fingertips, as if he was about to lead him into this path.

Just at this moment, auspicious clouds rolled in the sky and the light shone brightly.

A monk came with a graceful figure walking on the clouds.

There are thousands of golden stripes all over its body, making it look like a god.

The monk waved his sleeves, and a golden light flew out from his sleeves, shining brightly in the air.

The monk smiled and said in a voice as loud as a bell:
"My friend, do you know that the right path to immortality is to forget about emotions?"

However, something unexpected happened.

The old Taoist suddenly sighed:
"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things can only be as true as straw dogs!"

A conflict suddenly arose, and the Great Sun Fire in the hands of Mingguang Buddha shot up into the sky.

In an instant, it seemed as if there was a lifelike golden crow, with flames burning all over its body, as if it would burn everything in the world to ashes.

The Golden Crow spread its wings and flew high, emitting loud cries, and pounced towards the old Taoist transformed by Xie Que. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be distorted by the high temperature.

Xie Que was not in a hurry, he just stomped his feet suddenly.

Suddenly, the entire Taihua Mountains began to fold and reorganize in a strange way.

Mountains shifted, canyons closed, ice and snow splashed, and the originally majestic Taihua Mountain instantly turned into a flat land.

Chu Junyin was at the center of the two forces, like a lone boat in a strong wind, being torn apart mercilessly.

His face flushed, veins bulged, and the blood in his body surged.

At this critical moment, the old Taoist's fingertips touched his forehead.

The "Hongmeng Parasitic Art" that he had just obtained started to operate spontaneously and began to absorb the spiritual power from the surrounding area.

But the energy around was still too violent, and the collisions made bursts of roars. Chu Junyin's body was shaking under the impact.

At this moment, the situation changed again.

Xie suddenly recited the method of the two-body Xiyuan in the gap.

In an instant, Chu Junyin felt as if his body exploded into countless pieces, as if his soul was about to be reshaped.

At the same time, the golden crow transformed by Mingguang Buddha suddenly changed direction and fell into Chu Junyin's soul like a meteor.

"My friend, don't listen to what this evil person says!"

"Only by practicing my Mahayana Buddhism can you achieve immortality!"

"What this old Taoist teaches is nothing but some crooked ways of taking shortcuts. You will never achieve anything great in the future!"

In just a moment, boundless Buddhist sounds resounded through Chu Junyin's mind.

He actually knelt down directly towards the monk in heaven: "I hope the master will have mercy on me."

Mingguang Zu Buddha's expression remained unchanged, he just pointed out:
"This is the Supreme Chapter of Forgetting Love!"

"You need to cultivate before you can attain Bodhi!"

"If you can get started with this method, I will teach you Mahayana Buddhism so that you can live a long and healthy life!"

At this moment, the look in the boy's eyes became "pious".

Instantly, the old Taoist appeared again: "Fool!"

Amidst the roar, a female figure slowly emerged, her appearance and voice just like a real person.

Wanyu!

Chu Junyin suddenly had an extra memory in his mind.
Although he had not recovered all his memories at this moment, with the spirit of a young man, he stood up, looked at the monk in the sky and said loudly:
"I don't want to cultivate any supreme forgetfulness!"

“I don’t want to be a monk either!”

Immediately, the young man turned around and kowtowed to the old Taoist priest: "Master, please accept me!"

When Xie Que heard this, a smile suddenly appeared in his eyes.

He looked at Mingguang Zufo: "It seems that I have won this game of chess again!"

Mingguang Zu Buddha said nothing, but his figure disappeared in an instant.

Eighty thousand years ago, Avici Hell.

The thick black death energy rolled and surged like a substance, as if it was going to devour all life in the world.

Chu Junyin was wearing a black jailer's robe, the corners of his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if stained with the resentment of countless wronged souls.

His face was grim and he held the whip tightly in his hand.

The whip was made of the hair of countless vengeful spirits, and every time it was whipped, a heart-wrenching scream would be emitted.

At this time, he was wielding a whip and beating the evil spirits who had committed serious sins to execute the punishment.

Suddenly, a melodious and solemn sound of chanting came from the depths of hell.

That sound instantly quieted down the originally restless evil spirits.

Chu Junyin looked up and saw a golden statue of Ksitigarbha suddenly falling down. The golden statue was a hundred feet tall, with a compassionate face, yet exuding an unquestionable solemnity.

A "卍" appeared on the palm of the golden body and branded Chu Junyin's crown.

At the same time, the compassionate voice resounded throughout hell: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, only the Buddha can save you!"

At the same time, a roar broke the solemn atmosphere.

A fierce ghost exuded a strong bloody smell, like a surging blood wave sweeping in from the depths of the underworld.

He tore open the barrier of the eighteenth level of hell with his hands.

The moment the barrier was broken, countless black cracks spread out like a spider web, making a series of creepy sounds.

The Blood River Ghost stared at the Mingguang Zufo with his blood-red eyes and shouted loudly: "You bald ass! Don't try to seduce the people of the underworld."

The conflict broke out instantly, and Mingguang Zufo's face darkened: "It's you again, you're really haunting me!"

He raised his hand and summoned a red lotus fire, which was like a blooming red lotus, but exuding an aura of destruction.

The red lotus fire instantly enveloped the blood river that Xie Que had transformed into. Under the high temperature evaporation of the blood river,

It unexpectedly presented a strange structure of a Klein bottle, as if the space had been distorted into an endless loop, trapping Xie Que in it forever.

"I have made some progress and learned some things!"

Xie Que didn't seem to care about it at all. He immediately used the true meaning of martial arts, directly distorted time and space, and forcibly broke the shackles.

At this moment, the whip in Chu Junyin's hand suddenly became out of his control, and it whipped towards the golden body of Ksitigarbha, which was transformed by Mingguang Buddha, at an incredible speed.

With a loud "snap", the whip accurately shattered the glazed eyes of Ksitigarbha's golden body.

The light of the golden body dimmed a little in an instant, and the painful groans echoed in hell.

At this time, Mingguang Zu Buddha saw this and said: "The Buddha looked at a bowl of water and saw 84,000 insects!"

In an instant, countless ghosts crawled out from the depths of the underworld.

"Just look at this. If there is no Buddhist teaching to save the souls, these evil ghosts will be as numerous as the sands of the Ganges River!"

(End of this chapter)