I Really Don’t Want To Be a Natural Disaster

Vol 2 Chapter 989: leaf fall

Yan Fuzhou.

Thousands of monks were meditating.

Gathering here is the only elite power left in the Xuanmen at this moment.

As the spiritual energy is exhausted, the irreversible coming,

A hundred years ago, even if Xuanmen found a good seedling and wanted to lead it into Xuanmen, it was difficult to cultivate a golden core in just a few years as before, which shocked the eyes of cultivators all over the world.

The world has changed, times have changed, everything has changed.

The decline of qi cultivators seems to be a wave of the times, which is about to kill these "seniors" on the beach of change.

When the Little Supreme Buddha told the truth of "the depletion of spiritual energy", everyone fell into contemplation.

"That is to say, a hole was broken in the sky, which caused the rapid loss of spiritual energy in the world?"

"But how did the Supreme Buddha die?"

"If only a 'hole' was broken, how did the Supreme Buddha die in the Nine Heavens?"

"Yes, in Jiuzhongtian, in addition to the 'hole' mentioned by the little supreme Buddha, there must be other dangers."

"The old man just made a quick divination, and it is a great omen in Jiuzhongtian!"

The monks whispered.

For most monks, the scene in the Nine Heavens is just a beautiful vision and legend.

Without a certain strength, you can't go to Jiuzhongtian at all.

The heart is taller than the sky, but the reality is cruel.

In this group of "Xuanmen elites", there are very few people who are truly qualified to break into Jiuzhongtian.

The Little Supreme Buddha proposed a "plan to mend the sky".

This is a path that normal monks never imagined.

It sounds too high, so high that it is difficult for everyone to accept it for a while.

Little Supreme Buddha explained,

At present, he has mastered the refining method of "Sky Patching Stone", but due to the limitation of "materials", he cannot extract enough Sky Patching Stone.

In order to successfully "repair the sky", it is necessary to go to Beiju Luzhou to obtain enough materials.

Although this statement is bizarre.

But many monks, after discussing it, decided to believe it for the time being.

As a result, Yan Fuzhou has accumulated a lot of reputation over the years.

Second, the Little Supreme Buddha said that after extracting enough stones for repairing the sky, whether to go to Jiuzhongtian to "repair the sky" is entirely voluntary, and Jamfuzhou will not force you to do so.

Having said that, everyone finally felt relieved. Since there is not much risk, why not agree.

...

the other side.

On the lotus platform where Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue were.

Xia Ruxue frowned and pondered for a long time. Xia Ruxue looked back at Jian Nanchun. Seeing that the other party was drinking, she reluctantly patted Jian Nanchun's wine gourd: "Senior brother, what do you think?"

"What the younger sister wants to ask is... is the little supreme Buddha true or false, or whether our Tianjianmen is involved in 'heaven repair'?"

"Brother is smart."

"Hehe, what's the difference between true and false? There are times in life that there must be something in the end, and there is no need to force it in life. If God's will destines us monks to decline, it is not a good thing to go against the sky."

"So what my brother said, Tianjianmen should stand by and watch?"

"That's not true. There is no harm in going to Beiju Luzhou."

Xia Ruxue: "?"

Jian Nanchun hiccupped and stretched out four fingers: "Four words: be adaptable."

You seem to be talking nonsense.

Xia Ruxue flattened her mouth and looked away.

Little Supreme Buddha strikes while the iron is hot.

Said loudly: "Since you fellow Daoists have understood the past, I will be cherishing the world, choosing a day is worse than hitting the sun, and immediately start to go to Beiju Luzhou."

"And Beiju Luzhou has been occupied by monsters for thousands of years. Although the monsters of Beiju Luzhou have never been involved in the world, if we go to get the material of 'Heaven Patching Stone', it is bound to be in line with the Wanyu of Beiju Luzhou. Demons clash."

"Humph."

As soon as the voice of Little Supreme Buddha fell, a cold snort sounded like a muffled thunder burst into the three thousand lotus platform.

The crowd looked back.

It turned out that in this solemn occasion, the person who was blindly humming was actually the Daoist Huoyun from Burning Heaven Valley.

"The mere monsters are nothing to be afraid of."

Daoist Huoyun's words resonated with many monks who claimed to be "right way", and they agreed in unison.

"Mere monsters, nothing to be afraid of!"

"But there are only ten thousand demons, so why should you be afraid!"

"Let's not say that the cooperation between the Taoist and the Buddha is invincible in the world, what's more, now that the world is in a big disaster, the Moruo Temple and us temporarily put aside the past grievances and jointly take the responsibility of 'repairing the sky', even if it is Beijulu The ten thousand demons of the continent, under the joint efforts of the Tao, the devil, and the Buddha, pose no threat at all."

Listening to the nonsense of the righteous side, Wang Xiaohu, who is "the devil", frowned and remained silent.

"Hee hee hee……"

When Wang Xiaohu didn't speak, Yan Qianxiu rolled his eyes and let out a crisp laugh, which attracted the attention of the other monks.

When all of his attention was almost focused on himself, Yan Qianxiu covered his mouth and smiled: "We, Moruo Temple, didn't say yes."

As soon as Yan Qianxiu finished speaking, on the rest of the lotus dais, many cultivators changed their expressions and glared at the side of the Moruo Temple.

"Mending the sky? Saving the world?" Yan Qianxiu happily hugged Wang Xiaohu's sturdy arms: "That's your right thing to do. We, Moruo Temple, have always been free and greedy, but we won't be so restrained."

"Either longevity or short life, it's just an empty dream. If life is unsatisfactory, even if you live for thousands of years, or even live forever, what's the fun? If you want to mend the sky, you can mend it by yourself. If I want to be a pair with Brother Xiaohu, even if the sky falls down tomorrow, as long as Brother Xiaohu and I can be a happy mandarin duck for one day, we will be satisfied."

"If there is no brother Xiaohu, this immortality is immortal, so don't forget it!"

Yan Qianxiu expressed his views eloquently.

It's hard to argue with reason.

For a time, the righteous side was full of enthusiasm, as if a basin of cold water had been poured, and it was extinguished.

They wanted to angrily rebuke the people in the Moruo Temple, but firstly, they were not strong enough, and secondly, Tianjianmen, who had a feud with the Moruo Temple, didn't speak. Where would it be their turn to blame the Moruo Temple?

Behind the Demon Son and the Holy Maiden, the four guardians of the Mara Temple were silent, as if to admit that the decision and position of the Mara Temple and the Mo Luo Temple were all in the hands of the Demon Son and the Holy Maiden.

Daoist Huoyun was full of fiery arrogance, and he stared at Wang Xiaohu, who said nothing: "That's all for the saint, you were a high-ranking apprentice of Zen Master Kuye in Ping'an Temple. Qiu, but you stand by and watch the catastrophe of heaven and earth and the future of the common people, can you be worthy of the Zen master withered leaves under the Jiuquan?"

After Daoist Huoyun spoke, beside him, Feng Qingluan looked calm: "I heard that Zen Master Tianxin of Ping'an Temple passed away in Ping'an Temple not long ago, so far, in Ping'an Temple, one of the nine gates in the past, only Chun is left. Master Han."

Although Feng Qingluan has not engaged in intelligence for many years, she has her channels, and she knows more or less about the news in the world.

The words she said seemed to have nothing to do with the words of Daoist Huoyun.

But the deep meaning of the words is: The reason for the decline of Ping An Temple has an inseparable relationship with you Wang Xiaohu; besides, Chan Master Kuye, who was closely related to you back then, died long ago, and Chan Master Tianxin died not long ago, you Wang Xiaohu If you have a little conscience, the sky has broken a big hole, how can you Wang Xiaohu not know?

You are so awesome now that you have become the devil child of the Moruo Temple. In terms of status, you can be regarded as the second-in-command of the Demon Sect, with a distinguished status; but to put it bluntly, if you are present with a little qualifications, who does not know that Wang Xiaohu came from Ping'an Temple back then Yes, no matter how you change your face, you are inseparable from Buddhism in this life, how can you leave Ping An Temple's kindness in a few words?

This is the art of language. Feng Qingluan's words seemed light and airy, but the words poked in Wang Xiaohu's heart.

Yan Qianxiu is not a vase.

After thinking for a while, she understood the deep meaning of Feng Qingluan's words.

This is clearly moral kidnapping!

But is it useful to Brother Xiaohu?

Yan Qianxiu pouted, and quietly clenched Wang Xiaohu's calloused palm... After a while, Yan Qianxiu's expression was startled, and she couldn't help but look back at Wang Xiaohu's still cold facial features. In fact, she noticed that Wang Xiaohu's palm was shaking.

At the event site, the monks on the three thousand lotus platform fell silent.

Everyone was waiting for Wang Xiaohu to speak.

Wang Xiaohu represents the Temple of Moruo.

Beiju Luzhou is entrenched in ten thousand demons. If this trip to Beiju Luzhou is accompanied by the participation of Moruo Temple, it will be more secure.

The aura is exhausted and there is a hole in the sky. This is no longer limited to the grudge or crisis between a certain door and a certain door.

This is a crisis that is closely related to every monk.

Without spiritual energy, there is no way to cultivate, let alone longevity.

When the spiritual energy is completely exhausted, they will fall from the altar and become ordinary people without the power to hold chickens.

There are even many people present, who will die of old age on the spot because they cannot cultivate and Shouyuan cannot break through the limit.

This kind of thing... don't!

in silence,

no one noticed,

In the center of Yanfuzhou, that is, the center surrounded by the three thousand lotus pedestals, that radiant seven-treasure glazed tree has been shaking slightly since just now.

The shaking is very small, and if you don't pay attention, it will be easy to ignore the past.

Actually ~www.readwn.com~ Little Supreme Buddha noticed.

He still had a smile on his face, but there were slight fluctuations in the light in his eyes.

Seems to be still under control.

He kept laughing,

Have a good laugh.

As long as the Hall of Morocco agreed, whether it was willingly or reluctantly.

As long as the elites of the Xuanmen are all out, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Little Supreme Buddha thought so.

Also smiling.

until,

The seven-treasure glazed tree, with ninety-nine-eighty-one leaves,

The root of one of the leaves broke with a "click" and fell.

Little Supreme Buddha's smirk froze instantly.