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Pieces of golden Buddha statue fragments were re-joined, but maybe the light of the newly formed Buddha statue looked much dim with the dust of these contaminated corpses.

However, with the blessing of the souls of thousands of monks, there is more Buddha nature. Compared with the previous golden body, it is no longer so high, indifferent and ruthless.

The broken domes were restored one by one, and the broken walls were restored as before.

The shadow of the closed Buddhist room reappeared in those places that were shrouded in black fog. Because of the devilish energy being taken away, it was no longer as gloomy and terrible as it was eight hundred years ago.

...

After about a quarter of an hour, the tremor subsided and everything was calm.

All the monks' souls have been exhausted.

And Tiandao Temple, which had disappeared for 800 years, finally wiped out its seal.

The monks used dead souls and corpses to atone for their sins, erasing the shadow that had been brought to this ancient temple in the past, and making it reappear in the world.

"Amitabha!"

An old and hoarse, misty voice rang out in the hall, with a sense of relief and relief.

As soon as the Buddha's name fell, there was a resounding sound immediately.

'clang--'

Inside the temple, the giant bell that had been silent for many years was not hit, but it rang on its own.

This extremely loud bell ringing, along the top of the mountain, passed to the world.

'clang--'

'clang--'

'clang--'

The lingering sound spread far away, extremely loud in the night sky.

At this time, hundreds of miles away from Tiandao Temple, in an unnamed wild temple meditation room in the mountains, several elderly monks quietly kneeled in a simple meditation room.

Like today, suffering from demonic energy, monks are extremely sought after, and each is rich and rich.

But most of the monks here are old, thin and weak, as if they are malnourished, their robes are very old, patched, and they look like they have been around for a long time.

In front of them, a gray-clothed monk shadow lowered his head, his aura almost as if there was nothing.

All the old monks had sadness and perseverance in their eyes, and everyone was reciting the scriptures silently, as if praying for him.

His breath is ethereal and void, as if he is about to return to heaven and earth, in harmony with this temple.

Until the moment he heard the loud bell ringing, the old monk, who was on the verge of death, raised his bald head tremblingly.

He is very old!

His face is full of wrinkles, his eyes are muddy, and his pupils are almost blended with the whites of his eyes, showing a blue-blue color.

But the moment he heard the bell, there was a bright brilliance in his dead eyes, as if there was a little more vitality.

"Master of Misery!"

The disciples sitting in front of him saw the old monk's changes. Although they were a little surprised, they were still inexplicably delighted and hurriedly stepped forward to surround him.

The old monk's eyebrows were already white, but the ends of the eyebrows were faintly visible with a hint of reddish color.

He ignored the greetings of these disciples, and hurriedly asked:

"You, have you heard the bell ringing?"

"What bell?"

The monks raised their heads blankly, facing the ardent eyes of the respected old mage, they said in a daze:

"The disciples never heard any bells."

"The bell!"

The old monk just muttered to himself, shaking hands and feet:

"The bell, the bell, the bell to go home!"

He was already very old, and he was shaking like he was about to lose his life. The disciples of the Dharma Temple were so frightened that they were busy pushing their backs and stroking their chests.

"Back then, when I left home, the senior brother gave me the sound of this bell--"

In the eyes of the old monk, turbid tears rolled down:

"Brother, Brother Sadwen! Brother, Tiandao Temple, has it appeared?"

"How many years has it been? How many years has it been?"

"The old monk has been away from home for many years, suffering is equal to this, almost can't wait."

Regardless of his status, the old monk wailed loudly:

"My home, Tiandao Temple, in my lifetime, I can finally hear the news of its re-emergence!"

The others were so frightened that they looked at each other when the old monk, who had been hundreds of years old, danced like this.

If it hadn't been for the knowledge that his cultivation level had already reached the sky, looking at his appearance, I am afraid that people who didn't know would think he had fallen into a demon.

"Heaven, Tiandao Temple?"

An old monk asked carefully:

"Master of Misery, is it the disappeared Tiandao Temple eight hundred years ago?"

The old monk's skinny hand gripped his arm tightly, and he asked:

"Already, has it been eight hundred years?"

He was very old, but his strength was not light under the urgency, and the old monk's wrist was tingling, but he didn't dare to withdraw.

Only respectful way:

"Returning to Master Miku, Tiandao Temple disappeared eight hundred years ago, and then it was chaotic for a hundred years. The current dynasty has been established, counting the time, it has been eight hundred years."

"It's been eight hundred years, it's been eight hundred years, it's been so long."

The old monk's face trembled, and after hearing these words, he muttered to himself:

"I have waited for eight hundred years, but fortunately I have waited, and I have lived up to the brother's request!"

"Mistress Mage..."

"The bell has rang, and our home has reappeared."

The old monk who was very excited before now became calmer again after venting his inner excitement.

His breath seemed weaker, but his eyes were filled with joy.

"Remember, we are all Buddhist monks from Tiandao Temple."

When the monks heard this, they were all taken aback.

They live deep in the old forest and have been unable to escape from the world.

This wild temple in the mountain has no name since they can remember it.

The monks in the temple are all eminent monks who have attained the Tao. Many have reached the second and third grades of cultivation. However, they are not allowed to go out and deceive the people because of the training of the miserable master.

They didn't know which temple they were practicing in, nor did they know the origins of Master Mistress, only that he had a very high level of cultivation and was at least several hundred years old.

At this time, I was shocked to hear him declare his family.

"Are we all the Buddhist monks of Tiandao Temple?"

This temple, the first protector of the country 800 years ago, disappeared without a trace overnight after the accident happened that year.

People in the world have different opinions. It is said that when the emperor entered the temple, the dragon veins of the previous dynasty were severed, which also broke the inheritance of Tiandao Temple;

It is also said that Tiandao Temple was tainted by the devilish energy, and the monks died out, and eventually became the source of the evil energy infestation, so they angered the heavens, lowered the divine punishment, and destroyed it.

Unexpectedly, the Mistress Mage would say at this moment that they are all monks from Tiandao Temple.

And this old monk with a cultivation base to reach the sky, he actually came out of the Tiandao Temple that year!

"We are all Buddhist monks of Tiandao Temple. Even if 800 years have passed, the inheritance cannot be cut off."

The old monk said tremblingly:

"Back then, I promised my senior to keep the inheritance of Tiandao Temple. I didn't forget it and kept it."

"Clean up the scriptures and other things, and you will return to the temple immediately and inherit the will of Tiandao Temple."

The elderly monk made up his mind and began to urge these disciples:

"Tiandao Temple reappears, it must be that the sin has been cleared."

"It's time to go home!"

As soon as his voice fell, the old monks were still a little uneasy, but they still obeyed his wishes and nodded.

The door of the meditation room was opened, and there were many monks sitting outside. The old monk who gave the order put his hands together, said the sentence sign, and then loudly conveyed the command of the miserable master:

"We are going home!"

The young monks looked up one by one, with surprise and doubt on their faces, they listened to the old monk:

"Tiandao Temple, Tiandao Temple is our home, Master Misery said, we should go back!"

"After I go back, there is no need to hide one's name and one's name, and no longer conceal one's origin."

"Tellingly telling others that we are the monks of Tiandao Temple, and the monks in the first guardian temple of the year."

In the inner meditation room, the elderly monk spoke lightly.

Tiandao Temple was very famous back then, even 800 years later, it is still a legend.

The young monks were a little bit happy, a little nervous, and talked about each other a lot, and it was even difficult to maintain their composure.

Everyone was uneasy, or happily went back to pack the scriptures and other things, ready to set off.

"What about you?"

The old monks surrounding the miserable mage were also affected by the young people, and couldn't help feeling a little excited and expectant about returning to the ancient temple that disappeared 800 years ago.

Although there are many mysterious legends in the Tiandao Temple 800 years ago, the prestige of the Misery Master is extremely high. Since he said that Tiandao Temple is okay, everyone is naturally convinced.

Everyone packed their luggage, but the old Buddhist monk did not move.

The old monks were a little uneasy and asked him.

"I'm not leaving."

He smiled faintly, and on the once impulsive face, there was a calm look of the sad-wen mage who had sacrificed his life and melted with the Tiandao Temple back then:

"I have merged with this wild temple in the mountains."

He embarked on the old road of brothers, combining his expectations and obsessions with the temple.

Whether it is breath or cultivation base, it has long been inseparable from this mountain temple.

"Young children are the future of Tiandao Temple. It doesn't matter whether I return or not."

He was busy for the first half of his life for Tiandao Temple, and the long life span of hundreds of years later was waiting for a hope and an obsession.

"Now, I want some time for myself to be quiet."

"Let's go, let's all go, take away everything you can take away."

"I want to be quiet alone, and have a good talk with my seniors and the monks who left Tiandao Temple back then."

"They have come..."

...

The old monk no longer talks to the old monks, as if falling into his own thoughts.

Seeing him like this, the old monks put their hands together, silently recite the chants, and withdrew gently.

Just before dawn, in the deep mountain temple, old monks led a group of young monks, facing the rising sun, preparing to embark on the journey home.

At the same moment, in the Tiandao Temple on the other side, Song Qingxiao felt a strange spiritual power fluctuation coming from the Taihao Heavenly Book.

When she thought about it, a piece of yingying white jade appeared in her hand.

The jade pendant was exuding a soft light at this time, and the handwriting was slowly dissolving at the location where the original "Dao" was printed.

"why?"

A look of surprise appeared on Song Qing's small face. She did not expect that the ‘Tao’ in the Taihao Tianshu would be touched at this time.

"Is it because of fulfilling the promise to Ah Qi?"

As soon as her mind turned, her divine mind seemed to have entered a realm of extreme fantasy.

As if everything in this world was in her grasp, she couldn't escape her eyes and ears.

"Amitabha."

Bursts of Sanskrit sounds sounded in the sea of ​​knowledge, and in front of her, there was an extremely magnificent scene——

A long row of dragons formed by monks are facing the sunrise, stepping out of a mountain Nakano Temple with a pilgrimage-like pious mentality.

"Go home!"

That ‘go home’ made Song Qingxiao understand why the word ‘Tao’ was refined.

Eight hundred years ago, the team that left home with the responsibility of inheriting the Tiandao Temple has now sensed the reappearance of the temple and is ready to return!

The word'De' silently disappeared from the white jade, turning into an invisible and majestic force, blending into Song Qing's small body.

The soft white light enveloped Song Qing's small body, and these forces poured into her body and combined with the word'ren'.

They nourish the veins and souls, and wash her Yuan Ying.

The light entered the body, and the spiritual power of the ice element seemed to be strengthened and improved again.

The strength that was originally stuck in the mid-level of the void began to loosen.

These strong currents were silent, quietly causing her to step into the back stage of the void and reach the peak.

Fulfilling the promise made to Ah Qi eight hundred years ago, sending him a pure heart, helping him suppress the devilish energy, is the source of triggering the ‘de’ order.

But the Tiandao Temple was redeemed, and the old monk’s last wish was fulfilled. This group of monks who had been away from home for many years returned. It was the real refining order of'Virtue' that allowed Song Qingxiao to break through and become holy in one fell swoop. reason.

The dark golden brilliance flowed in her eyes, with a bit of satisfaction and a bit of joy, melting a lot of the deserted meaning in her body.

On the Taihao Tianshu, there are only two words left: ‘righteous’ and ‘dao’.

The white jade that had lost the two-character order had a much dim aura than before.

On the contrary, Song Qingxiao's skin is delicate, white as jade, and her eyes are so clear that she dare not look directly.

"Mother—"

At this moment, she exudes a heart-palpitating breath.

It seems to be a deity, with gentleness, tolerance, compassion, but also aloft, which makes people not to look directly at it.

A Qi, who had already controlled a certain amount of law, also seemed to be affected by her power, and couldn't help calling her timidly.

She quickly recovered, played with the jade pendant twice, and turned her head sideways:

"what's happenin?"

The dark golden light in her eyes is fading~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The alienation and indifference that overlooked all beings gradually disappeared as the golden shadow on the pupils faded.

The intimidating feeling disappeared, and she returned to what Ah Qi knew and liked, and the child stretched out her hand happily to pull her:

"Are we going back?"

She nodded.

After controlling the power of the two characters ‘benevolence’ and ‘de’, she vaguely touched some of the laws of the gate of time and space, and vaguely found the ‘way’ to go out.

"Girl, me, where are we?"

When the two talked, the merchants sitting in the temple were anxious.

Hearing that she was about to leave, Uncle Shan couldn't help but speak boldly, a look of longing in his eyes.