prehistoric calendar

(ps: First update, there are two more updates. I’m really sorry. I don’t know what words to use to describe it. The next two updates will be after 12 o’clock. I won’t go to bed until the update is finished. Tomorrow

It has to return to normal no matter what. I have entrusted the house to the agent, and I don’t care about that.)

"Master, I'm so scared..."

The young man was trembling all over, not to mention shaking like a rabbit, but at least his expression was almost that of a rabbit. When he saw these light groups suddenly appearing in front of his eyes, the young man's expression didn't feel better. It was simply uglier than crying.

After experiencing so much, he is no longer the little white rabbit at the beginning, but now he is an old rabbit. Bah bah bah, he is not a rabbit, but he knows many senior qualifications.

The light groups that appeared in front of us were completely different from the self-proclaimed saints who appeared before. They were in different dimensions. To put it simply, each of these light groups was stronger than hundreds of those saints put together. They were even more powerful.

Seeing it is enough to distort or even erase ordinary life forms.

Several light groups appeared in front of the young man's eyes. The appearance of each light group increased the pressure on the young man's body. This is not a spiritual description, but a real force acting on the body. Fortunately, from the young man

A black and yellow aura emerged from a lump of earth that he was holding, wrapping him inside it. This greatly offset the pressure and damage he suffered, and only made the young man feel heavy all over. Otherwise, ten thousand young people would have already

Crushed into a pulp.

"...Are you that impatient?" His master's voice came out from the dirt in the young man's hand.

Several light groups remained silent. After at least an hour or two, the young man muttered in a low voice: "Master, what is going on? How long do I have to stand here?"

The young master did not answer, but one of the many light groups made a voice.

This light group exudes a huge glazed light, and traces of light are revealed from this light group. It looks like it is extremely righteous, and there is a vague chant of extremely compassionate people. Just seeing this light, hearing this

The sound makes people feel relaxed and calm, and it seems that no matter how many worries they have, they can be easily let go.

"Kid, this is not a battlefield for you to participate in. Oh, it's pitiful that you were forced to participate, and now you are so helpless. How about I find a way out for you?"

This light group made a sound, and the young man felt that every word emanating from this light group seemed to be so reasonable, which made him want to believe in it with all his heart. Unknowingly, he was holding the hand of Tubupao.

He began to relax slowly, as if he was about to abandon this lump of earth. In his eyes, there suddenly was a colorful glazed opening between heaven and earth, which made him want to walk into it involuntarily.

"Mara...do you want to die now?" Suddenly a voice came from the dirt.

In an instant, the young man woke up from his confusion. He was shocked to find that his palm had completely escaped the grip of the lump. Instead, the lump was directly adsorbed on his palm. Thinking carefully about the scene in front of him,

Perhaps as soon as Tu Qiaodao breaks contact with him, he may be killed on the spot in an instant, or even directly annihilated, and even all his past existence will be erased.

In the light group that seemed to be extremely righteous, a majestic and benevolent Buddha's call sounded: "There is no Mara Buddha in the world."

As soon as the young man heard this Buddha's name, he immediately felt confused, as if he was about to fall into the previous state again. However, his mind was firm, and he actually bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and while a mouthful of blood spurted out, he reluctantly

He maintained his sanity.

The light ball named Mo Luo let out a light sigh and said with a smile: "Sure enough, he is a talented person that His Majesty the Emperor has taken a liking to. Although his qualifications are average, his ambition is great. Why don't you let me?

How about being a boy under my lotus platform?"

"……presumptuous."

There was only this sentence in the poem. Inexplicably, these two words alone made the aura created by the surrounding light groups disappear. Not only that, it even suppressed these light groups in turn, making the young man feel

The size of these light clusters seems to be much smaller than before.

The young man is too weak and does not know what these light groups mean. He also does not understand what the existence of the earthly figure who suppressed these light groups means in a single sentence. If someone who understands is allowed to come,

Maybe just hearing the word Mo Luo scared me to death.

In the prehistoric heaven government, the most powerful pillars of power are the orthodox cultivator group and the saint group. These two are orthodox. In addition, whether they are magicians, alchemists, or any other force

All systems have been excluded as heretics. There is only one cultivation system. Although it is not orthodox, it has not been excluded as heresy. In fact, this cultivation system has a tendency to be hidden under the prehistoric heaven government.

What outsiders always find unclear is that this cultivation system is Buddhist cultivation.

Buddhist practice almost never actively recruits disciples, and has always deliberately hidden itself, never publicizing it to the outside world, and never showing it to the outside world. Almost all the descendants of Buddhism come from the Buddhist kingdom of Buddhist great masters, and only a few are said to have done so.

Those who have a predestined relationship with Buddhism are the ones selected by the outside world.

Because of this, apart from the derivative planes, Buddhism under the prehistoric Heavenly Court government is actually not well-known to the outside world. Many people only know that there is such a force. As for how strong, how big and what this force has.

The strong man is almost unknown to the outside world.

And Mara... is an existence whose name is taboo in Buddhism.

After Mo Luo made a brazen sound, after a moment, he laughed and said: "Yes, I am so brazen. In front of His Majesty the Great Human Emperor, I actually dare to talk and laugh loudly. This is already

I'm not being presumptuous. I should die, hahaha, or does Your Majesty want me to commit suicide as an apology?"

"Just like back then, for the future of mankind, and for the words of His Majesty the Great Emperor, mankind is the eternal protagonist. We have no hesitation in choosing the method that can form combat effectiveness the fastest, and we have no hesitation in investing all our futures.

Dedicated to our race, what is the result? So many benevolent and righteous people have sacrificed their lives to achieve benevolence. They died before they saw the final victory. But those of us who were lucky enough to survive were slandered as demons and slandered as demons.

The evil way is slandered as colluding with all races, and being slandered as a traitor to human beings. All of them will have a bad end."

Mara was filled with grief and anger, and shouted loudly: "I started fighting, and experienced eight major battles, countless bloody battles, and nearly survived. In death, I realized the true meaning of annihilation. Together with Amitabha and Jie Yin, I became Buddha.

The Third Ancestor of Zong is equal to the Three Pure Ones, but what is the result!? Fuxi, do you dare to say that you are worthy of me!? The human race is worthy of me!?"

The being in the lump said nothing, and after an unknown amount of time, a bitter voice said: "I'm sorry, but for the sake of the human race, it has to be like this, otherwise your words, your actions, and even your

Words and thoughts will make all other creatures become your carriers. Just calculate, if there are no restrictions on you, within seven days, there will be no human beings..."

Mo Luo's voice sounded like crying and laughing at the same time, and he said: "Yes, this is my final result. For the rise of mankind, I became something like the devil... Who am I, what am I..."

The other light groups also made their own voices. After listening to the young man for a while, they seemed to be roughly the same as Mo Luo. For the sake of the human race, they ended up in the current situation. Humans are not human, gods are not gods, demons are not demons, and ghosts are not ghosts.

In this turbulent flow of time and space, there will never be relief.

At this time, Mo Luo said: "But now there is a glimmer of hope. Your Majesty, the Human Emperor, we don't want to let humanity down. After all, that is the goal of our struggle. We don't dare to take action against you. In fact, as long as you are willing, we can help you at any time."

By suppressing us, we only saw a glimmer of hope, a glimmer of hope..."

"The Human Emperor's authority has been split. The divided Human Emperor's authority is enough to redeem us, but it will not cause any other problems to His Majesty the Human Emperor..."

"So, His Majesty the Human Emperor, please take note of our hard work and hard work... please wait here with us. Once we gain the power of the divided Human Emperor, we will once again become the strongest shield and warrior of mankind.

!!”

The young man couldn't tell whether it was good or bad for a while, and the lump in his hand was also trembling slightly. Obviously, the Emperor was also hesitating about something. Just like that, after a long time, there was a sound coming from the lump.

come out.

"……well."

There was a sigh, and then, the four images, the five elements, and the eight trigrams came out at the same time, and the light group present roared sadly...