Honghuang: Guanjiangkou storytelling, Chang'e tears

"Bury the sky, the burial ground, the gods and the Buddhas!"

hiss...

As soon as these words fell into the ears of everyone, a huge wave of panic arose.

The golden-winged roc looked at the three burials in the picture with wide eyes, and exclaimed in disbelief:

"The so-called three burials actually mean this! It's simply unheard of and unseen."

"Bury gods and Buddhas in the sky and on the earth... What a grand vision is this?"

Even a person as arrogant as him could not help but express a bit of wonder at this moment, admiring what San Zang said.

Then, with some understanding, he murmured:

"Could it be that he already had a firm path forward in his heart? Otherwise, how could the current situation have happened?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

If not, how could he show such power that even the gods and Buddhas in the sky were shocked, making them look at him with great fear.

It seems that the third burial is the monster in the world!

A look of recognition appeared on Bai Ze's face, he nodded and said:

"Yes, the Tao that San Zan adheres to in his heart is more terrifying for countless generations than the demonic way and the way of killing."

"It would be unbelievable if the current momentum would swallow up the sky and replace it with a new one."

"And what's even more amazing is that the way that will end everything and change the world has been hidden in Sanzang's heart for countless years. The gods and Buddhas in that world and even the way of heaven have never discovered it. This shows how deeply hidden Sanzong is.

, absolutely extraordinary!”

The prehistoric monster race is a race abandoned by heaven. It was the overlord of that era in the previous year, but later it was cut off due to the calamity, and it has declined since then.

From the majestic force that overwhelms everything in the world, to the whine lingering in the corner.

If you say that it is impossible for them not to have resentment in their hearts, it is just that they dare not vent it out.

After all, who else outside of Li Tong would dare to openly express his dissatisfaction with the way of heaven?

So at this time, Bai Ze could only vaguely express his resentment and resentment by telling the story of the three burials.

However, he might be able to sympathize with Sanzang's situation, but no matter how much Bai Ze hated the ruthlessness of Heaven's way, he would not have such unimaginable thoughts and give birth to such a way that would destroy everything.

Burial heaven, burial ground, burial of gods and Buddhas!

Such words and such attitude are simply like evil spirits.

What's more, the way of heaven is omniscient and omnipresent. How easy is it to hide everything like the three burials?

If there is even the slightest sign of destroying the world and rebelling against the Great Desolation, I am afraid that we will fall into a situation of no return in an instant.

That's why Bai Ze lamented in his heart, what kind of hatred, and what kind of coincidence, can he give birth to such a Taoist heart that defies heaven and earth and annihilates everything!

This is really unimaginable.

Guanjiangkou, Inn.

Holding the palm of her husband Yang Tianyou's hand that had become old and vicissitudes of life, Yao Ji suddenly had some other realizations as she looked at the picture projected on the stage.

Everyone saw that he suffered eight lives and died miserably.

But they all seem to have ignored another thing, and that is:

"Perhaps Sanzong has never forgotten Miss Xiu!"

"Her death was the last straw that broke San Zang's hopeless persistence. It made him see the true face of the so-called Buddha and let go of the last glimmer of hope in his heart."

"From the moment he hid Miss Xiu deep in his heart and walked out of that small temple, he may have decided that he would let heaven and earth, as well as the hypocritical gods and Buddhas, bury him with him."

Yao Ji looked at the scene in the picture with faint eyes and murmured in a low voice.

Unknowingly, the hands held by the two of them became a little tighter.

I said with great gratitude and joy:

"Fortunately, I met Mr.

If Li Tong hadn't stepped in to stop her when she encountered the heavenly army, Yao Ji couldn't imagine what would have happened to her family except herself.

And what will happen to her after she learns their fate?

Madness, or obsession?

Who could have known that everything would have changed after meeting Li Tong.

Someone in the inn said in agreement:

"I think you are right. In those three burials, he could die for the victims, die to save the villagers, and die for his parents. In the first eight lives, in order to practice the principles in the Buddhist scriptures, he could give everything without hesitation."

"However, in this life only, what the Buddha took away was not his life, but the life of the beautiful girl he regarded as a treasure."

"This touched the bottom line of San Burial, and made him realize completely that all his previous patience and persistence were nothing but illusions. As long as there are gods and Buddhas in this world, there can be no paradise.

"

Everyone was suddenly enlightened.

Yes, only in this way can we explain it clearly.

Why is there such a big difference between this life of San Zun and the previous eight lives? Because it was not him who died this time, but his beloved one!

I myself can sacrifice my life countless times to prove the falsehood of the so-called Buddhist principles, but those gods and Buddhas should not involve a simple and ignorant show girl.

Become a victim of the hypocritical teachings of Buddhism!

Therefore, she was implicated in the third burial.

Miss Xiu became the inner demon that San Zang could not get rid of throughout his life, and was also the fundamental reason for his awakening to become what he is now.

Thinking about it all, it's just the fault of those hypocritical gods and Buddhas.

Thinking of this, countless people felt a bit funny and a bit sarcastic, and they were actually a little impatient to witness the final death of these gods and Buddhas at the hands of the Three Burials.

I want to see this dark world finally end in a darker force!

Chaoge City, Zhaixing Tower.

Di Xin's heart was filled with endless anger, and he suppressed his voice and said in a deep voice:

"In that world, mortals serve the gods with sincerity, but the gods regard them as nothing, manipulate them arbitrarily, and play with their lives in the palm of their hands without caring."

"Just to eliminate a little novice's doubts about the so-called Buddhism, I would sacrifice countless living beings and accompany them to complete this game."

"How are such gods and Buddhas different from evil spirits? They should be eradicated!"

Many immortals looked at Di Xin, and were attracted by the majestic and majestic aura that erupted from his body at this moment.

It was an upright and heroic spirit of humanity. It was the anger of a generation of masters towards the unruly gods and Buddhas who wantonly harmed human beings. It was something they had never seen on human beings in countless guilds before.

But at this moment, they had a clear understanding in their hearts.

This is the martial arts, human and immortal method.

At the same time, a thought came to mind:

"Perhaps, practicing the way of this foreign land to the extreme... is not a small way like we thought, but a road with great potential."

Seeing Di Xin's tyrannical appearance, many immortals and gods suddenly had thoughts in their minds.

The six heavenly saints dragging above all living beings, and even the Taoist ancestor Hongjun, have completely blocked their path to upward cultivation.

Many people with great supernatural powers, as long as they still have a little bit of heart towards the Tao, are always thinking about how to bypass the restrictions of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, achieve Taoism and become a saint.

But now it seems that there is another way.

However, don't be too anxious and wait and see.

Didn’t Kong Xuan, the first peacock in the world, cultivate this way?

If he can do it, it will be easy to say.

Not to mention the many immortals and gods who saw the power displayed by Di Xin and gave birth to some associations.

At this time, Hou Tu, who was in the depths of the underworld and in the Six Paths of Reincarnation Palace, had deep sympathy and understanding for San Buran.

As early as the moment the black ancient coffin was raised, he realized what Tao was hidden in Sanzang's heart.

It was just the word that came up in his heart when he buried the loess on Miss Xiu's body with his own hands: bury.

But just such a simple word, with the blessing of his endless thoughts, evolved into countless possibilities and became his current Tao, the Burial Tao!

It was a terrifying existence that stemmed from the extreme unwillingness and resentment in his heart, combined with the power of pure rebellion.

Because the gods and Buddhas are hypocritical and the way of heaven is unfair, he wants to bury the sky and let the whole world sink with the gods and Buddhas!

No wonder he became a character worthy of being talked about in Li Tong's mouth. It turned out that he had accomplished such a feat.

Everyone's hearts were greatly moved, and they finally understood why this third burial, which had always been ordinary but only now revealed its mystery, had caught Li Tong's eyes.

Li Tong talks about many people who defy the heavens, but these are completely different concepts from the three burials.

Those who go against heaven are originally oppressed by heaven, and want to rise up and fight for a good treatment. In the end, I am afraid that they will not cause much harm to heaven.

And this person buried in the sky is extremely terrifying!

He did not ask for compromise, nor did he have any other thoughts. He just wanted to let God be buried with him wholeheartedly!

This is truly the true character of San Zang!

Everyone was shocked beyond words by the horrific and unimaginable behavior of San Buran, and everyone was silent.

When I think back to the various mysterious characters that Li Tong has talked about in the past, compared with their existence, my experience in the ancient times is too boring and plain.

They never imagined that there were so many amazing and heart-stirring wonderful stories in all the heavens and realms.

Moreover, the most important thing is that there is a huge possibility that this is just an extremely small part of the infinite world, because Li Tong once said that the heavens are vast and there are countless strong people.

Although these powerful men sound extremely powerful to them, there is an even more mysterious mythical Daluo existing above them.

For a time, everyone had an endless yearning for the outside world.

But where did Li Tong know and collect such stories?

Why does he even know the stories of powerful people from other worlds, and they are just characters from one world? They can explain that this extremely mysterious Mr. Li comes from that world.

What is hard for everyone to imagine now is that the stories Li Tong has told so far involve more than one world!

Could it be said that he can still swim freely in all the worlds?

Such an idea popped into the minds of countless immortals and gods, and then they shook their heads in confusion, unable to believe it.

No matter how they think about it, Li Tong's impression in their hearts becomes more and more mysterious and unfathomable. The secrets hidden behind him are probably unimaginable...

At this point, the story is still continuing.

Everyone took back their thoughts and looked at the picture again, where the light and shadow were rotating.

Li Tong said calmly:

"That day, the giant black coffin penetrated the thirty-third level of the sky!"

Many immortal gods in the prehistoric era looked up, and vaguely seemed to see the coffin head with only a bright red word "Burial" left on it, becoming more and more majestic in the dim sky.

Even the sun and moon were suppressed by him, the laws of the movement of all things came to a standstill, and the sky shook as if it was about to burst.

Those extremely powerful gods and gods all screamed and struggled, but to no avail.

In front of the completely opened black coffin, they could not even resist at all, and were easily sucked into the coffin, as if they had fallen into the legendary ruins.

Not a single movement could be seen, not a sound could be heard.

The sky shook and the earth shook, as if the world was mourning.

The power of heaven was unable to do anything to the strange dark devouring power of the black coffin. Countless laws and the power of heaven's punishment had no threatening power in front of him. The moment Fang appeared, they were annihilated and disappeared.

Everything in this world seems to be coming to an end and falling into an abyss.

The prosperous age of balance, whitewashed by gods and Buddhas, had its hypocritical fig leaf ripped off, revealing the false prosperity built on countless bones and flesh.

Then, he was swallowed by the black coffin.

...

In an instant, the picture disappeared and everything returned to calm.

Before the people who were attracted by such a world-destroying scene could not extricate themselves, their thoughts had already returned to reality.

And what appeared in front of them was Li Tong, who was looking at them with a faint smile but not a smile.

Looking at this person they were extremely familiar with, countless people suddenly had an extremely ominous premonition in their hearts...

"Uh, I dare to ask!"

"Mr. Li, what's next?"

"under?"

Li Tong smiled slightly and said something that made everyone crazy:

"It's gone down there!"

"Crack!"

The gavel sounded.

...

really.

Damn it!

Gone again!

This evil piece of shit is never completely told.

When I first talked about the Great Sage Sun Wukong, he disappeared when he went to the south of the sky alone. Now the Three Burials are about to fulfill his great wish to bury the sky, the ground, and the gods and Buddhas, but it has disappeared again!

At this moment, even if everyone didn't dare to do anything to Li Tong, they all had expressions of gritted teeth.

In fact, every time I experience this process of having an arrow on the string, aiming and preparing to launch, but being stopped abruptly, it is extremely uncomfortable, and it is simply more painful than killing them.

If there is a kind of pain in the world that can describe their mood at this time, only the nine reincarnations of the Three Burials can compare.

Li Tong laughed in his heart when he saw that all the countless spectators, including the immortals, had such scratchy expressions.

He glanced at the popularity points he had earned today, smiled with satisfaction, and then was not prepared to pay attention to their complaints, and said to himself:

"Okay, I've finished the second part of today's story."

"Next, is the third part."