Lantern: Reflection of the Peach Blossoms

Miles of Buddha, boundless lotus.

The young Little Phoenix knelt in front of the Buddha, leaned over his incense, and stood up.

The snow-white cassock dragged on the ground like flowing water, and the soft black hair fell on the side. When it got up, it brought a faint dark fragrance, like a lotus blooming silently on the water in the night.

Numerous pairs of eyes peeped at him in the dark part of the hall, and whispers rang from the void in all directions. However, Phoenix closed his eyes, his face calm, and he gently touched a pure blue glass bead in his hand.

"Ahuang."

Phoenix looked back, and saw a man standing in the light at the entrance of the hall, and his face could not be seen clearly in the reflection.

There was a shy smile in Little Phoenix's bright eyes. He turned to the man, handed him the tender little hand, and gently said: "Sakyamuni."

On the Mount Xumi, the long glaze is long, and the nineth level is winding down one level, hidden in the clouds.

Two figures, one big and one small, holding hands, Phoenix looked up at the man next to him and asked, "Sakya."

"Ok?"

"The Venerable Bati said that the Phoenix was separate, should I have a brother, is it true?"

Shakya was silent for a moment, and asked, "What do you think?"

"...I don't know, they don't like me..."

Shakya put her hands on the shoulder of Xiao Fenghuang and leaned over to stare at his clear water-like eyes. He said softly, "Not really. When I picked you up, you were just an egg and the concubine."

Little Phoenix looked back blankly.

Sakyamuni said: "You don't need to care about other people's opinions, just trust me."

The little phoenix in the thirty-three days is always alone.

He never talked to anyone, nor ignored anyone. Many times he just looks at you quietly, lowers his eyes, walks away alone, rubbing his shoulders without passing any sound.

He went to kneel in front of the Buddha every day. He came alone and walked alone. The sandalwood lingered quietly like a plume of smoke.

The naughty little Sha Mi once stopped him and asked, "Why are you always alone?"

"..."

"I heard that you have a terrible appearance, is it true?"

Little Phoenix stared at the ground under his feet.

His face has never moved, without a smile, like a jade carving. The little shami can't wait for an answer, he hee hee ha ha again, he continued to walk out of the hall of the Buddha and walked towards the boundless sea of ​​clouds.

The Venerables were high on the lotus seat, and the sighs were full of compassion, but no one could hear them.

"There should have been two, but the only thing that broke out of the shell..."

"It is said that the Phoenix swallowed the Phoenix, so it was a very evil form at birth. The moment of breaking the shell dropped 990,000 Leihai Tiankai..."

"Is it true? Even Lei Haitianjie failed to annihilate the extremely evil phase?"

There was a long silence on the lotus seat, and Venerable Venti made a long sigh.

"Phoenix is ​​nirvana without dying, obsession, resentment, and doubt will follow the unlucky extreme evil, and will reincarnate forever in the whole world..."

Little Phoenix sits on the top of the Boli Pagoda, with his hands holding the white cheeks, looking at the bright sky like the Milky Way under his feet.

A man walked gently behind him, sat down, and pressed Xiaofeng’s shoulder from behind: "What are you thinking?"

"……It's nothing."

Phoenix turned around and lay prone in his arms, quietly opening big black-and-white eyes like mercury, and a small piece of blue marks appeared under his scattered temple hair. The man stretched out his hair and asked, "What's going on?"

"...Jiangsan III beat me. He talked to me, I ignored, he beat me..." Phoenix turned his head and looked at the man, and asked in a small voice: "Will Jiangsan III become a Buddha?"

The man smiled and asked, "Are you afraid he will bully you even more when he has high mana?"

Phoenix looked down. His eyelashes were extremely long, and when he fell, he spread a fan-shaped shadow on both sides of his nose, as if it was a jewel that would shatter with a light touch.

"Are you going to become a Buddha too, Sakyamuni?"

The man was silent for a moment and said, "Everyone wishes to become a Buddha and enjoy the bliss and boundless lifespan, but the Buddha also has to go through the robbery. Reincarnation is to be a man or to lower the true body, to unlock the mind and spirit that have been bred in the long life. Return to the rosette and return to the supreme colorlessness

"If there is no Buddha, will there be the end of life?"

"Yes."

Little Phoenix grabbed the man's sleeve: "So, will you leave me one day?"

The man laughed and rubbed the ninth love princess of the remnant king of soft and cool hair like the Phoenix water.

"You are the undead bird. Of the nine heavens and ten earths, only you are indestructible. Even if you belong to the emptiness outside the thirty-three heavens, as long as there is the fire of Nirvana, you are an immortal existence."

Phoenix opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he only stared at the man in a daze. The brilliant stars of the Nine Heavens Long River are reflected in his eyes, and it is impossible to tell whether it is the water light or the star sea in the floating light.

"I... I don't need those, I have enough Sakyamuni..."

The man stretched his hand to touch the tip of his eye, but the phoenix suddenly turned into a prototype of a young **** bird. Its wings were like the thinnest neon clothes, and its long tail feathers drew a brilliant light in the galaxy. The fine broken star dust followed the long river circle to the sky dome. , And finally fell gently on the man's shoulder.

"I have enough Sakyamuni..."

"Well," the man stroked Phoenix's soft feather, and said softly, "You believe me is enough."

·

The snowy ground under the Xumi Mountain, the ever-changing cold wind rolled the white snow, whistling toward the sky. In the vast ice field, Jiang III stood on a black mountain rock that was exposed to the snow, and stood high and looked at the phoenix who stepped on the mountain steps step by step and stepped towards the top of the unreachable mountain.

"Have a big wish..." he murmured.

Little Phoenix was covered with snow all over his body, and his long hair was soaked by the snow and became darker, and it was attached to the ice-white cheeks. The whole person was as white as the cold wind at any time. He stepped forward, knelt down and knocked, then stood up and stepped forward again, knelt down and knocked again, and so on and endlessly, finally staggering when he did not know thousands of times to rise, he saw that he was about to fall down, but was sent to the third world. Supported from behind.

"what are you doing?"

Phoenix did not say a word, broke free, knelt down with another head, got up and took another step forward.

"Hey!" said Jiang III, "what are you doing! Didn't you hear me ask, hello!"

He rushed up from the snow and blocked it in front of Phoenix, but Little Phoenix just bypassed him, knelt down again, and continued to move forward.

There was nothing else in his eyes except for the ancient wind and snow.

Jiang Sanshi was anxious and rushed to grab his shoulder. However, under the heavy pressure, Phoenix still took a step forward and paused bit by bit, except that it was extremely slow because of the resistance to the heavy pressure, and even the angle of bowing did not change at all, it seemed to block his descending third, and All obstacles and causes and effects in this world are no different.

"What are you doing! What are you wishing for?" Jiang Sanshi grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and his own face flushed with forceful Dalian: "The snow is too big, you can't knock the top of the mountain! Give up!"

He was so powerful that Phoenix could not move at all and stood there shaking his head.

"Hello, what do you mean, don't you agree? Either way, I am a buddha anyway, what are you willing to come to worship me..."

Little Phoenix raised his hand, grabbed him by the wrist that pulled his shoulder, and forced him to release it inch by inch.

His fingers are so cold, with the breath of ice that lingers in the bone marrow all year round, as if all the broken ice flowing in the blood vessels. Jiang Sanshi scolded his teeth and broke free, impulsively wanting to hit him, but then he saw him passing by and said softly: "The wish I want to make is also a Buddha, you can't do it."

The sound exit drifted through the whistle of the snow, and the third stunned for a moment, looked back.

I saw the phoenix wobbled, kowtowed in the snow, moved forward, kowtowed again, and then moved forward, step by step away.

·

It may be the longest and shortest path in the memory of King Jiang Ming, the Empress of Martial Art. Many years later, he recalled that only the broken snow flying in the sky, the cold wind that roared away, and the thin, young robe in front of his robe sleeves, knocked his head one step at a time.

Phoenix returned to the 33rd heaven when the sky broke.

He stood in front of the main hall of the Buddha Hall, the King Kong was angry on the high lotus seat, the Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows, all the sages looked differently, and they looked down together; the Phoenix wrapped in the snow and ice breath, looked up and looked at the God Buddha The ice melted into the water from the tip of the hair and the corner of the clothing and fell to the ground. Under his feet was a small puddle.

King III stood outside the hall behind him and stopped.

His Holiness asked: "What do you wish?"

Phoenix replied: "May I become a Buddha."

"Are you a Buddha?"

"May Shakya become a Buddha."

The gods are still in the sky, and the thirty-three heavens are silent.

Jiang III stood outside the door, his eyes widened in shock.

I don’t know how long it took before the voice of His Holiness rang from the void:

"Sentient beings are exhausted, **** is empty, and only what you want can come true; if you have such a heart, go to the sea of ​​blood."

Phoenix knelt down, knocked his head, and turned to look at the **** way beyond Jiuzhongtian in the distance.

There is starvation and hell, there are hells of hell; there are endless wails and wails, and there are eight thousand feet of blood lotus ponds with rotting corpses.

The temples and phoenix side ice and snow are still gone, pale and cold, straight across the hall door.

"--What are you going to do? You can't go!" Jiang San III rushed forward and stopped him, shouting: "There are countless top-level demons in the blood sea, even if it is a Phoenix, you can't come back! go with!"

However, Phoenix only gave him a glance, and his eyes were terribly bright-it was a kind of light that was still extremely strong after the physical strength was completely collapsed.

Trinity III has a bad heart: "Phoenix..."

Phoenix pushed him away, took two steps, and suddenly slipped on the jade platform of the Nineth Heaven.

Is it finally unsustainable? Jade III strode forward and just wanted to help him up, but he suddenly reached out a hand to stop him, and then picked up Xiaofenghuang.

Jiang III looked up and saw a man who appeared from nowhere, staring at himself coldly.

That sight was forced by thousands of mighty powers, and Vajra anger was pressed down by his head, and the endless vast force forced Jiang III to retreat a few steps, and he was stunned.

The man holding the little phoenix, turned and disappeared into the void.

·

Three hundred years later, the phoenix under the thirty-three heavens, drove four evil roads, and ran straight into the sea of ​​blood.

When the news reached the devil's path, Luo Shui was defeated, the childishness was defeated, She Luoqian was defeated, Vajrasat was defeated; King Asura led the crowd to the sea of ​​blood, only to see the red smoke evaporate and cover the sky, boiling water The surging flooded the earth, and the Phoenix sacrificed the heaven and earth. The left hand held pure blue glass beads, and the right hand held a silver and white spear. With one shot, the countless demons were cut into pieces!

The sea of ​​blood violently oscillated, and the giant waves rolled to the horizon, and countless sea monsters emerged, sending out terrifying screams among the broken limbs.

"Taiwan Phoenix--!" King Asura was angry and shouted: "What do you do, get out of the four evils--!"

The phoenix swept through a shot, and the giant devil that fell in the sky with the lieutenant in the sky collapsed!

King Asura turned out a real body of twenty-eight thousand years old, stepped into the blood sea, and the sea water only reached the navel; he lifted up the mountain-like palms, and covered the all-powerful tycoon of the rebirth of the sun and the moon. The earth turned into darkness and nothingness, the cold blood water poured back into the sky, the king of Ashura's nine heads and thousands of eyes spit fire, and the roaring sound shook nine days and ten places: "Ancient Phoenix! Today is your death--!"

In the middle of the blood sea, the white robe rushed to the sky dome, and the left hand bead turned into a huge and gorgeous pure blue longbow in the violent wind:

"--Hell is not empty today, this is my death."

The teenager stopped at high altitude and reached out to slowly draw a **** Phoenix bone from his body.

King Asura was stunned, but saw the young man gasping in pain, pulling the bow with a bow, the bow was like a moon, and the phoenix bone glowed with a cold and sharp glory.

The next second, he released his finger.

The bone arrow is like a meteor, coming out of the sky, and the king of Asura is nailed to the sea of ​​blood!

In the loud noise of the earth-moving mountain, the bottom of the blood sea quickly cracked, and countless monsters had been sucked into the ground instantaneously before they could catch their heads.

The tsunami caused by the great earthquake covered the sky, and the Asuras screamed and ran, and countless people pushed into the sea of ​​blood. The wave head came like a mountain collapse, and the nine-headed baby who brought the big wave screamed, opened the dense three thousand bone wings, and headed towards the phoenix in the wind!

The phoenix cracked his fingers and grasped the long bow.

"Today I will spend eight thousand feet of blood lotus pond..."

The boy took a deep breath and pulled out the second **** phoenix bone with his bare hands.

Every nerve on his whole body shuddered and shivered because of the severe pain, but the fingers holding the bowstring were like ice for thousands of years, firm and stable, and the sky was cracking without shaking for half.

"--Sakyamuni," he whispered, "from hell, there will be no more sea of ​​blood."

As soon as he let go, the phoenix bone cut through the wind and waves, and the top-level demon nine-headed baby burst into the air into a spectacular blood flower that stretches for thousands of miles!

The Phoenix draws twelve bones in the blood sea continuously, the big devil cuts off, the blood sea calms down, and all the devil in **** bow down and convert.

Until the twelfth arrow came out, the golden Buddha's light suddenly split like a sword into nine heavens and ten earths, completely covering the four evil paths under the boundless Buddha sounds-everyone looked up and saw the heavenly sky fairy bird flying, the lotus flower blooming On the 33rd zenith of the six highest paradise, the majestic and magnificent statue of Xumi Mountain emerged.

That is the glory of the Buddha's return.

——Someone became a Buddha.

Phoenix breathed out a long, thorough breath, swallowing the hot **** blood, reaching for the blood-soaked long hair behind his ears, looking at the sky of Buddha, and smiling.

——Xiangxiang Buddha Kingdom, the boundless lotus flower, they are all in this smile at this moment.

·

The Phoenix slowly walked ashore from the sea of ​​blood, and suddenly saw the debris of the earth, and an Ashura in gray standing on the cracked ground, looking straight at himself.

It was a very young Asura, probably with very low qualifications, a face covered with blood of monsters, and his eyes were unabashedly fiery. For Phoenix, he couldn't even threaten anything. The young man's gaze didn't stay on him. He smoothly turned the longbow into a pure blue hair band, tying it on the blood-stained long hair at random, and picked it up. Silver white □□ goes to the distance.

But Ashura suddenly said behind him: "--Why don't you kill me?"

Phoenix did not answer.

After a moment of silence, the man shouted, "My name is Fan Luo!"

……It's not my business……

Phoenix thought this way, did not remember the name, and walked away from the Xuantian array master in the wind mixed with the blood.

·

After returning to the thirty-three heavens, Phoenix discovered that the Shakya who had grown up with him completely disappeared.

There is no longer his figure in the Buddha Hall, and there is no his statue on the lotus seat. Xumi Mountain can not find his breath everywhere. This man who raised the little phoenix in one hand is the only company in boundless loneliness. The man of his centuries has disappeared like this.

What happened to him, did you have an accident when you became a Buddha?

Has the void in the 33rd heaven gone?

The phoenix shuddered, standing in the empty palace, and suddenly got up and ran out. However, as soon as he ran down the Jade Order, he ran into King Jiangming III, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"What's wrong with you?" King Jiang Sanming stunned, reaching out to him.

Phoenix didn't get him up as usual and walked away, but stared straight at him, his face pale and his lips trembling.

King Jiangming III had never seen him like this, and suddenly a groan in his heart: "——phoenix? What the **** is wrong with you?"

"...Sakya is gone." Phoenix finally made a sound: "He... what about others?"

"Who are you talking about?"

"Sakyamuni...the Sakyamuni who raised me up!"

King Jiangming III was shocked and looked at him: "You are an ancient bird, who can feed you?"

The two stared at each other for a moment. What did King Jiang Sanming want to say, but the Phoenix suddenly got up and pushed him, staggering towards the temple.

Cigarettes lingered above the Buddhist hall. Venerable Venti stood high in front of the lotus seat, half-scarred, and eyes closed slightly.

Phoenix knelt on the cold heavy gold floor tiles, his voice hoarse as if his throat was bloody, and asked, "What about Sakyamuni?"

Lord Venti gently tossed the bead, and the hall only heard a clear sound, besides it was silent. After a long time, His Holiness opened his eyes, but did not look at the kneeling Phoenix below, and only said: "The Buddha has fallen into the colorless sky."

-Transcend above the 33rd heaven, solid colorless method, only consciousness, called colorless sky.

Phoenix's lips were slightly bluish white, as if even the last trace of blood was completely lost: "But Shakya promised not to leave me... what shall I do? I am...one more person!"

His Holiness made an inaudible sigh and slowly dissipated in the distant white mist of sandalwood.

"You have always been alone, and no one can see Shakya except you..."

"Your cultivation base is too low, Phoenix. The ancient bird of paradise, with very bad feelings, if you can't convert to the Buddha with all your heart, the afterlife will be the beginning of the Buddha's robbery..."

Phoenix's wide eyes and a strand of black hair stuck to the white cheeks, his expression helpless and sad.

"Go back, Little Phoenix. When you become a great wisdom and meritorious body, but can confer the position of King Ming, come to the top of Mount Xumi to see this heavenly **** Buddha."

Lord Venti waved his robe sleeves. Phoenix felt the wind whizzing in his ear, and he was moved out of the temple in a blink of an eye. The gate of the magnificent and magnificent Jiuxiao made a heavy roar, and he closed slowly in front of his eyes.

·

From that day on, Phoenix began to kneel down, unable to close the door, and disappeared in the 33rd heaven.

No one saw him again, and no one had heard of his news again.

They say that the Phoenix practiced under the largest linden tree, kneeling all the year round and never getting up; they said that his hair grew to the ground, and his white clothes lay on the water's edge. Every time a verse was recited, the water surface would emerge A beautiful lotus.

Over time, it became a glass fairyland surrounded by boundless lotus flowers.

Everyone is fascinated, but that is the forbidden place of 33 days.

——How is that Phoenix now? King Jiangming III sometimes thinks.

The unremarkable, indifferent, and stubborn enough to make people feel sorry for him... Phoenix, how is it now?

·

Month after month, year after year, time is like a shuttle, and Baiju is passing by.

The eight thousand-foot blood lotus pond of **** was filled again, the rotting flesh smelled bad, the monster roared in the sea of ​​blood, and even the Buddhist temple on the top of Mount Xumi could hear it.

Venerable Batti went to Purdue all beings, and when he returned he passed the **** and dropped the bottle in the sea of ​​blood. Because there are countless blood sea monsters sealed in the bottle, the Venerable asked the bodhisattvas, Ming kings, and Luohan, who can take back the bottle in the vast sea of ​​blood?

All the arhats tried first, and all returned with all their feathers; all the kings of Ming Ming did it again, and they all failed one after another-the blood sea has become a raging trend, and countless evil spirits and wraiths cry in it, looking for the little treasure The bottle is harder than a haystack.

The rest of the Venerables suggested that the Phoenix once emptied the sea of ​​blood and slashed the devil, so why not let it come to Hell Road to give it a try?

Venerable Venti hesitated for a long time, and finally ordered King Ming III to call Phoenix.

After a long, seemingly endless time in the last millennium, King Jiang Sanming once again saw the proud, stubborn little phoenix who was nobody's eyes.

He walked into the forbidden land of the thirty-three heavens. A small jade-like river surrounded a huge bodhi, and the familiar figure was kneeling under the tree. For years, his hair had fallen like a waterfall, and his white clothes were blooming in all directions. , Like a water lily that has been open for thousands of years.

How terrible, he thought.

After thousands of years without change, the beautiful face that time can't affect is not so much a gift from heaven, it is a sinful aspect of tempting moths to fight fire.

"The Venerable Vessel Aquarium of the Baptist Lord fell into the sea of ​​blood..." King Jiangming III clearly explained what he meant in the future, paying attention to the expression of the phoenix-nothing could be seen from the indifferent face So in a moment, he even thought that Phoenix could still hear other people's words, or had he become a buddha completely and integrated into a part of this bodhi tree?

However, he did not wait too long.

Phoenix opened his eyes, and a gleam of water flowed under his eyes, slowly reaching out to him:

"Lend me a knife."

King Jiang Sanshi Ming was shocked, or he took off the lower back of the treasure-fixed dagger and handed it over. He saw Phoenix pull out the blade, grabbed his long hair in one hand, and cut it with his backhand.

"……you!"

Phoenix stood up, **** half of his long hair at random, and said, "Let's go."

·

The Phoenix went down to the sea of ​​blood for the second time, and the four evil roads shook. Asura people fled. The sea water of blood was stirred by countless great demons floating from the depths.

However, Phoenix stood for a long time at the **** seaside, without moving the sword soldier.

He went straight in.

Everyone in the thirty-three heavens thrilled, and then, at the moment when the toes of the Phoenix touched the blood, a snow-white lotus suddenly burst into the soles of the feet!

The rotting corpse screamed, the monsters ran rampant, and the hill-like demon squeezed on the sea; while the phoenix walked towards the middle of the blood sea, every step of the step, there was a lotus in bloom at the foot, supporting him to march on the red sea. Matching strategy of the great gods.

Behind him, a long lotus road blooms in the deepest **** of the four evil ways, and ahead is a more sinister and ambiguous future.

"--It turned out to be a lotus flower," the 33rd heaven, King Jiang Sanming heard someone sigh behind him: "Here, this is clearly becoming a righteous Buddha..."

Somehow King Jiang Sanming Ming suddenly felt very dissatisfied.

He didn't look away, forcing himself to make no sound.

The phoenix walked to the middle of the blood sea, picked up the bottle and turned back to the shore. He regarded the ten million great demons with different shapes around him as nothing, and returned to the thirty-three days to hand the bottle to Venerable Venti.

But Lord Venti looked at him and remained silent for a long time, and asked, "Is your obsession still not changed?"

Phoenix said, "I want to see the Buddha."

His Holiness sighed for a long time, and Yu Yun seemed to be still floating in the air for a long time before he said, "Come on then."

·

After closing the door of the temple for thousands of years, it finally opened to Phoenix again. However, when he entered the threshold, he tranced, as if he saw the young man thousands of years ago, still kneeling in the sandalwood winding in front of him, with a pure heart and a pious face, with a string of perennial, gentle and transparent glass beads in his hand.

He was a little confused, and he stood still in the empty hall.

The golden statue of Buddha in front is still there, looking down on the six sentient beings with compassion and dignity, which has not changed for thousands of years. In the past, he knelt in front of the statue countless times, full of awe and sincerity, and never looked up carefully at the face of Buddha; yet today his eyes flickered, as if even the finest outlines had to go deep into his mind.

After a while he looked at the golden statue and yelled gently: "Sakyamuni..."

Footsteps finally came behind him, and a familiar voice that grew up with him said: "You finally understand, Ahuang."

Phoenix turned around, his movements trembling with stiffness.

Shakya stood just one step away, from the face to the dress exactly the same as in memory, as if the time of thousands of years had not passed, how many blood and tears scattered in the middle, never happened.

The phoenix opened his mouth, and tears burst out when he made a sound: "--why?"

Shaky raised his hand and took Phoenix into his arms, just like raising and accompanying the child, gently touching his hair.

"Remember? I said to you that the Buddha is also going to go through the robbery. Reincarnation or lowering the true body, and unlocking the heart demon born in the long life, can return to the rosette and return to the supreme colorless world. Zenith..."

"Every life of the Buddha Tribulation should be on a different object, sometimes a thing, sometimes a human, sometimes even a demon or a beast; but no matter what, except this time, there has never been a Buddhist Tribulation that should be in the same person many times in a row. Things about me."

Phoenix shook his head, unable to channel: "Impossible, is it me--"

"It's your extreme evil." Sakyamuni said, "In the future 30,000 years in a row, all the robbery should be on your extreme evil."

Phoenix finally stumbled and knelt on the solid gold floor tiles.

"You...you know that I'm going to empty the sea of ​​blood," he shivered, and every word was full of incredible: "You thought I would die there..."

"No, you are the undead bird." Sakyamuni said, "I just thought that the blood sea would consume your terrible appearance, but I didn't expect you to use a more decisive way [Honghuang] Heaven, don't make trouble! "

He leaned down|hugging, leaning on Phoenix's thin, trembling body, as if he was the lonely, helpless and helpless child in front of him:

"How does it feel to pull bones, does it hurt?"

Phoenix was speechless, his shoulders trembling with sobbing.

The next second, Shakyar reached into his chest with his bare hands, pierced the flesh under his left rib, and pulled out a golden Buddha bone.

The bone of the Buddha was immediately transformed into a small relic, emitting a strange and gorgeous golden light in the Buddha's hall. She was worn by Shakya with a red rope and hung gently on the neck of the Phoenix like a pendant.

"You keep it." Shakya leaned on his shoulder and carefully observed the pendant left and right before looking at his chest: "...this is how it feels."

Phoenix couldn't control the violent choking, he covered his face, and big tears rolled down between his fingers, making a desperate cry.

Shakya touched his face at last, then stood up and walked towards the golden body Buddha, but heard the sound of the collapse of Phoenix coming from behind: "But...but I love you, I am the only one you have!"

Shakya paused.

"Don't leave me, I don't want to be alone..." Phoenix curled up in pain and muttered: "I don't want to be alone..."

"When the bird comes out of the shell, it will treat the first sighted person as the closest person. It turns out to be true." Shakya sighed: "But your future life is still long... I will distinguish the difference. ."

He walked towards the golden Buddha statue, and as the light of the Buddha in the void lighted up, his figure finally disappeared into the light.

Phoenix fell to the ground.

The teenager was embarrassed, his face was mottled with tears, and his throat almost coughed up and bleeded with hoarseness. If this picture is seen, it will be shocked to think that there is something wrong with the eyes, but Phoenix does not even realize how sad and desperate he looks, just like the helpless defeated defeat before the lonely city:

"No, I will never... I will never love anyone again. I love you as much as I..."

At this time the golden bell ringing outside the Buddhist hall, nine or eighty-one times, the sound rang six times, and the majestic reverberation of the Buddha's voice oscillated in nine days and ten places:

"Ancient Phoenix, Purdue all sentient beings, calmed the sea of ​​blood, and mastered the Dharma... with its compassion and love, the Phoenix King was sealed!"

——No one knows the moment when Fenghuang won the position of Ming king, he was crying.

His tears fell in the solemn hall, on the heavy golden bricks, leaving tiny and insignificant traces of moisture; soon the traces of moisture would dry up and disappear, from now on like water vapor evaporated in the sun, never again No one knows that secret past.

It's like no one knows his green and childish vows.

I will never love anyone again, just as I love you.

·

In the realm of thousands of degrees, Zhou Hui shot furiously, smashing countless heavy mirrors!

The giant mirror fragments rained down like a rain, and a hint of red Phoenix soul floated out of the mirror, and was grasped by the snow mountain **** Shakti.

With a sneered sneer, she seemed to want to say something, but before she said anything, Zhou Hui roared to the extreme, and the distant space could not bear the energy of this hurricane-like runaway, completely in a bang. Collapsed!

"——Feng Si!" Zhou Hui's eyes were red, the devil's face was out, and the world was falling into a grim giant Warcraft, and a roar filled with bloodthirsty* broke out in his fangs:

"Feng Si--!"