I really don't want to be a disaster

Yi Lin inadvertently saw that Brother Gou was digging at the corpse of an Arhat with his paws.

Brother Gou withdrew his paw, stretched out his tongue to lick the messy dog ​​fur on the back of the paw, and said calmly, "I just want to know if this layer of gold powder can be scraped off."

"..."

Chapter 995 Reunion

In Yan Fuzhou.

All sounds are silent.

Since the first leaf fell,

None of the monks paid attention.

Can be used as a second piece,

third slice,

fourth slice,

When more and more leaves fell from the Qibao Glazed Tree, everyone noticed something was wrong.

When the fallen leaves began to fall with a certain frequency, all the monks couldn't help staring at the precious tree behind the Little Supreme Buddha, counting silently in their hearts.

"Nine……"

"ten……"

The tenth piece!

"eleven!"

Oh NO! No. 11!Is there any more in the back!

"twelve!"

Have!

"Thirteen!"

Again!

Little Supreme Buddha's face became more and more ugly.

He closed his eyes tightly, his slender eyelashes were trembling, and the seven-color precious light cast mottled spots on his handsome facial features.

The little Supreme Buddha seems to be meditating,

In fact, it is sensing everything that happened in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tree.

The seven-treasure glazed tree is Yan Fuzhou's most precious treasure, which is equivalent to the magic treasure of Zhenzong.

But this magic weapon does not belong to anyone, not even the Supreme Buddha back then.

This treasure belongs to Yan Fuzhou.

Therefore, although the Little Supreme Buddha can use the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tree and control the "leaf world" in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tree, he cannot take this magic weapon for his own use and take it out of Yan Fuzhou at will.

Since the Buddha sat here thousands of years ago, this tree has been deeply rooted on Nanyanfu Island, and has become a part of this island and also a part of Yanfuzhou.

In other words, this tree is not just a magic weapon.

It is faith!

Like the incarnation of Buddha, it has become the belief of every Buddhist monk!

Rather than saying that Yan Fuzhou is a holy place for Buddhist monks in the world, it is better to say that this seven-treasure glazed tree is the holy place that Buddhist monks yearn for.

But today,

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tree... its leaves have fallen!

Every time a leaf falls, it means that a corresponding "leaf world" has collapsed!

Ever since the Little Supreme Buddha was brought here, began to practice, and had memories belonging to adults, the Qibao Liuli Tree has always had ninety-nine 81 leaves.One piece is not much, one piece is not much.

No one would have thought that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tree would start to drop its leaves after the Demon Hunter brought a rare and precious "special species" here.

in shock,

The leaves of the Qibao Liuli tree are still falling,

In a blink of an eye, more than 20 leaves have fallen.

This proves that the "special species" trapped in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tree is using his ability to quickly penetrate leaf worlds.

Little Supreme Buddha's face was as calm as water, but behind his back, he almost gritted his teeth.

sin!sin!

Misfortunes never come singly!

Shout out!

First, the Supreme Buddha passed away,

Afterwards, the leaves of the seven-treasure glazed tree fell,

Could it be that Yan Fuzhou was destined to be difficult to escape?

The Little Supreme Buddha sensed that the Twelve Arhats had assembled from their respective "Pure Cultivation Grounds" to the central "Demon Refining Heaven" at the fastest speed.

The twelve arhats gathered together, and the condensed Buddha's light, even separated by countless subspace barriers, made the little Supreme Buddha feel extremely dazzling.

The Buddha's light is as warm as the sun and as warm as spring, but it is impossible for those who practice Buddhism not to notice it.

The disciples of the Buddhist sect who were on Yanfu Continent knelt down on the lotus platform, folded their hands together, and shouted Amitabha.

The eminent monks seem to be competing with the twelve arhats. Their hearts are devout, and golden rays of light shoot out from their eyebrows and converge on the branches of the seven treasure glazed tree.

Now... it's stable!

The twelve arhats are gathering the Dharma of the heavens,

Even if the process is tortuous,

As soon as the golden body of the Buddha emerges, all the monsters in the world will be annihilated into powder under the boundless light of the Buddha!

……

"There seems to be something wrong."

Jian Nanchun woke up from the wine, holding his chin, with a rare serious expression on his face.

Xia Ruxue: "Senior Brother Jian, why did you say that?"

Without waiting for Jian Nanchun to speak.

The black and white twins beside him took the initiative to explain their doubts, with the look of an old professor: "It is said that this seven-treasure glazed tree was transformed into the body of an eminent Buddhist monk who sat here thousands of years ago. His bones turned into a tree trunk, his flesh turned into branches, his acupoints turned into every leaf on the tree, and his blood turned into the nutrients that make the precious tree grow into the sky."

Gongyang Hei: "It is said that the moment this precious tree appeared in the past, auspiciousness fell from the sky, and the radiance was overwhelming, which can be described as earth-shattering."

Gongyangbai: "It is also said that every leaf on the treasure tree is equivalent to a blessed place in the cave, containing rich aura of heaven and earth. Practicing in the cave will get twice the result with half the effort."

Gongyang Hei: "It is precisely because of this that this place can become a holy place for Buddhism."

Gongyang Bai: "Because of this, Yan Fuzhou can stand shoulder to shoulder with my Heavenly Sword Sect and Mo Luo Palace."

Ram Hei: "But,"

Ram White: "But,"

Together: "We have never heard that the precious tree will also wither. Because the leaves of this tree have not grown or fallen for thousands of years."

After the two elders sang together for a while, Xia Ruxue and Jian Nanchun looked at each other in dismay, and asked at the same time: "But it's still fallen leaves, what does that mean?"

Black and white sheep: "It means that there is a certain powerful person inside the treasure tree, destroying these caves!"

hear here,

Both Jiannanchun and Xia Ruxue were slightly taken aback.

They feel more and more wrong.

The "someone" in the treasure tree is quite capable of causing damage!

And where is this?

It is the holy land of Buddhism, Yan Fuzhou, one of the four great sects.

How could someone sneak in here quietly and pluck off the leaves of the precious tree one by one?

This is really awesome!

Not only did Tianjianmen sense that something was wrong, but people from other sects or casual cultivators from all over the world could smell a faint smell of gunpowder from the change in the face of the Supreme Buddha and the manifestations of other Buddhist disciples.

No one asks when to go to Beiju Luzhou anymore.

The Little Supreme Buddha fell silent suddenly, staring at the tree.The monks present gradually felt that the atmosphere on the scene had become heavy and depressing.

The Dharma of all Buddhist monks gathers in one place.

The Qibao Liuli Tree, third from the left and third from the right, is twisting and shaking violently.

Bursts of more intense seven-color precious light burst out from the seven-treasure glazed tree, making people squint their eyes subconsciously.

Another slice!

The gathering of Buddha's light did not stop the speed of falling leaves.

In a blink of an eye, No.30 leaves fell.

On the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tree, the branches that were not dense at all, suffered severe blows, which made the situation even worse.

This kind of situation is like a man who is facing the crisis of middle-aged hair loss, and another bundle is unintentionally squeezed out. This kind of pain, even if they are not trees, they can feel the same.

No.30 piece!

32 pieces!

33 pieces!

34 pieces!

35 pieces!

After five pieces of No.30 also fell, the speed of falling leaves stopped significantly.

"Stop...stop?"

After a while, the Qibao Liuli Tree stopped shaking.

When someone was about to ask what happened to the Little Supreme Buddha, he was mutated and reborn.

On the three thousand lotus platform, all Buddhist disciples spat out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

The scene of thousands of Buddhist disciples spitting blood was as spectacular as white doves dancing on the Empress Square in Qingdu. The brilliant blood light contrasted with the colors of the rainbow.

After all Buddhist monks vomited blood,

The face of the Little Supreme Buddha finally couldn't hold back anymore, he folded his hands together, and immediately pushed towards the precious tree, one by one golden Buddha seals containing awe-inspiring righteousness were imprinted on the precious tree like money.

A golden passage opens from the top of the tree,

A group of black figures, at first the size of ants, gathered into a group, and then those "ants" figures became larger in a blink of an eye, turning into a human shape.

Some of these figures are like people, some are like dogs, some are like pigs, some are like cows, some are strange, and some are crooked.

"Hahaha! Old cow, I'm coming out!"

"Wang!"

"Meow!"

"Master, be careful!"

The Qibao Liuli tree is like a gushing spring, spraying out seven-color rays of light.

A group of strangely shaped "people" spewed out from the light.

Among them, the leader was covered in terrifying blood, with long black hair floating casually behind his head, and wearing a white robe to look comfortable in the world—a man with a stern expression like iron.In the arms of the man, he was holding a bloody cat. The cat seemed to have been seriously injured, curled up all over, and its limbs, tail, and whiskers were trembling slightly.

By the way, there is a striking "king" spot on the cat's forehead.

At the moment when the group of "people" appeared,