I really don't want to be a disaster

The holy land of Buddhism, in the colorful light of the sky,

A chaotic and invisible evil spirit, like a hurricane, swept across the audience.

The demonic aura of a single demon may not be worth mentioning.

But what about ten, twenty, fifty, or hundreds of demons?

"it's him!"

In the past few decades, Bai Chuchu has experienced horrific abuse.

As the so-called enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

As she was dying, she smelled the scent of her enemy, woke up instantly, opened her eyes, raised her paws, and pointed at the most conspicuous bald man.

But Yi Lin ignored the Little Supreme Buddha.

In the radiance of the sky,

On the three thousand lotus platform,

Big crowd,

busy world,

don't look for it,

No need to wander.

Following the "connection" between the two, following the inseparable "reason" that connects the two, Yi Lin found the end of "reason" on one of the lotus platforms.

His connection with this world became deeper and tighter.

And the thickest, most numerous, and most compact "reason"...

It's the younger sister.

Yi Lin looked at Xia Xiaoman with glaring white hair and unchanged face, and after a moment of silence, she sighed and burst out with a thousand emotions.

Chapter 996 Showdown

Someone once said,

There is some kind of connection between people.

The two people who have never met each other, in the vast crowd, at the corner of the street, at the head of the bridge, or in front of the hotel, may be deeply impressed by the inadvertent glance at each other, and even develop an indescribable story.

Some people call this mysterious and mysterious thing "fate", "sixth sense", "destiny" and so on.

But Yi Lin understood now.

This kind of thing has a scientific basis.

"reason".

Everything has a "reason" in it.

Among the connections that Yi Lin has had in this world, perhaps the longest time she has spent with her junior sister, the connection between him and Xia Xiaoman, the "reason" between the two of them is deeper than anyone else.

As a result, Yi Lin followed the beam of "reason" and found Xia Xiaoman at a glance.

Looking at each other for a split second, Yi Lin sighed inwardly.

I haven't seen you for a hundred years, and my junior sister is much older.

A head of white hair, so dazzling.

But her appearance is the same as before, and she has never aged. .

Yi Lin knew that this was due to the effect of a certain epic item.

"A distant ideal land."

……

【Remote ideal land】

【Grade】Companion type

[Special] Cannot be traded, only when the host dies, the item must drop.

[Restriction] Only those blessed by the "Spirit of the Lake" can exert its true power.

[Effect] Continuous healing, stop aging, eternal goblin shelter (unusable)

[Description] The "scabbard" used to carry the holy sword passed down from generation to generation by the Pendragon family. In ancient times, the ancestors of Pendragon strayed into the fairyland, and the shy fairy bestowed eternal blessings on the Pendragon family. .I don't know why, but at the same time as the blessing, the scabbard seems to be accompanied by a curse. It is either lost or on the way to be lost.

……

A hundred years ago.

Xia Xiaoman "personally" killed Yi Lin, and transferred the [Distant Utopia] that was bound to drop to her body.

Among them, the effect of "continuous healing and stop aging" makes Xia Xiaoman stay youthful and youthful.

Yi Lin glanced across.

Sure enough, just as he felt.

In Tianjianmen, almost all the elders from the past came.

and many more.

Standing next to Junior Sister, who is that sloppy drunkard?

Across half the sky, Yi Lin could smell the strong smell of alcohol from the other party.

Yi Lin stretched out her hand suspiciously, and grabbed a bunch of average-sized ones that were neither thick nor thin.

"It's actually Senior Brother Jian? Why are you so down?"

Yi Lin couldn't laugh or cry.

In a hundred years, things have changed and people have changed.

Jian Nanchun, who was handsome and handsome back then, is now facing a mid-life crisis, and he is only short of bald.

……

While Yi Lin was looking at Xia Xiaoman and Jian Nanchun, as well as the elders who used to be in Tianjianmen.

Xia Ruxue also stared blankly at the figure that suddenly appeared in the sky.

In an instant,

In Xia Ruxue's heart, there seemed to be a voice shouting.

Xia Ruxue didn't have the time to tell what she was calling.

She vaguely felt that that voice, crying and screaming, was very much like the helpless and helpless Xia Xiaoman when she was young, kneeling in the Xia Clan Emperor's Tomb, in front of the tombstone of her father, queen and queen.

Some people may not feel this way.

Once, it was agreed that no matter how many years or years passed, I must, absolutely, and have no suspense to remember the face of the past.

I can remember your smile, your beauty, your facial features, your outline, your voice.

but,

Actually not.

Maybe one month, one year, two years, or ten years, people can still remember the appearance of the person who passed away.

But what if 100 years have passed?

It is undeniable that the face that Japan thought could be clearly remembered in the past will gradually fade from memory as the cruel time passes.Even if you think you can still remember clearly, but unfortunately, you often only remember a vague outline, like a scar, remaining in the bottom of your heart, which will never disappear forever.

Perhaps it is a "symbol".

A symbol named "Lin Yi".

Imprinted in the hearts of Jian Nanchun and Xia Ruxue.

……

in front of everyone,

The glow of the Qibao Liuli tree is flying all over the sky.

That person, as if stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, landed on Yan Fuzhou.

At that moment, in front of Xia Ruxue, time seemed to stand still.

The figures of the two gradually overlapped.

……

"Believe me, I will not die. One day, I will appear in front of you on the colorful clouds."

"Really?"

"When did senior brother lie to you?"

"Pull the hook!"

"Then it's settled, when you are invincible with your sword, it will be the time when you and I meet again."

A hundred years ago, that dream, bits and pieces in the dream, welled up in Xia Ruxue's heart.

In the dream, senior brother poked her chest.

She remembers it all.

For many years, she told herself many times that this was just a dream.

A ridiculous void dream.

But for this dream, she worked hard to practice swordsmanship and Taoism, just for the words of her senior brother in the dream.

Just so that one day, when she can do what her senior brother said, when she is invincible with a sword soaring to the sky, the senior brother will appear in front of her like a hero, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds.

……

In a daze, Jian Nanchun came back to his senses.

He felt that the monster in front of him was a little bit like Junior Brother Lin back then, but he knew it was an illusion, an illusion.Impossible, how is it possible, Junior Brother Lin died in Qingdu a hundred years ago, in that rebellion battle, he used his blood and life to light up Xia Xiaoman's life For the rest of his life, he was dead, how could he still be alive, not to mention, this guy in front of him was a demon.

His aura, mixed with a group of demon clans, seemed even more demonic.

Then, Jian Nanchun, who came back to his senses, shook the paper umbrella behind his back, the Qianji Sword was unsheathed, and a circle of light bloomed around him with him as the center.

Although he didn't understand the cause and effect of a group of monsters appearing in Yan Fuzhou, monsters, they are monsters, although not every monster is bad, but as the saying goes, there is no balance between human and monster. Not long ago, the Qibao Liuli tree was still falling. Leaf, turning around, a group of monster races emerged from the tree, and Jian Nanchun had already guessed one or two of the cause and effect after a little deliberation.

Not only Jian Nanchun felt familiar.

Shi Huayan, Black and White Eryang, Ren Qingshan, Hua Wuyu, Ye Liangchen and others also feel familiar.

But their relationship with Lin Yi was not as deep as that of Jiannanchun and Xia Ruxue. After a moment of trance, they waited intently, each sacrificed their magic weapons, and prepared to fight.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon,

The awe-inspiring monster must be the enemy.

"Junior Sister! Be careful, it's the demon clan!"

Jian Nanchun's words of reminder not only failed to wake Xia Ruxue up.

Xia Ruxue was even more dazed.

Because, she saw the man holding a white cat in his arms.

"Everyone, Yan Fuzhou is facing the invasion of the monster race. This is a time of life and death. I hope you can lend a helping hand. Yan Fuzhou is very grateful!"

The Buddha's light was awe-inspiring on the face of Little Supreme Buddha, and he had a decision in his heart shortly after the demons appeared on the stage.

Now it is no longer a question of whether to go to Beiju Luzhou.

If this matter cannot be resolved today, no one will be able to go to Beiju Luzhou!

at the end,

The Little Supreme Buddha rushed up to the demons, avoiding Yi Lin who was the leader on purpose, and added loudly: "Only the little monks know how to mend the sky!"

"Go!"

After a moment of hesitation, the rest of the monks also made up their minds.