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With a shake of their heads and a sway of their bodies, the two of them arrived in the world of fireworks.

The son of the gods and Buddhas, who had landed on the ground, looked at his surroundings. He was all alone, wandering the world, yet someone was taking care of him and giving him candied hawthorns. He felt very happy and had begun to blend into the whole situation.

At another location, Chen Ziwen skillfully unleashed a divine thunderbolt that struck down from the sky, instantly killing everyone in front of him.

All that tender care vanished in an instant.

The son of gods and Buddhas suffered a severe psychological blow; this was a natural disaster.

Turning her head slightly, she saw a figure step forward and embrace her.

He handed him things as if comforting a baby; this was his father.

He gradually began to feel the tenderness of this fatherly love, but the next moment he encountered a murderer who had killed his father in his blood.

In an instant, the mind of the son of gods and Buddhas began to twist again, and his body convulsed throughout the real world.

Twisted…

His face seemed to be both laughing wildly and crying; his expression was quite complex.

The castle lord controlled the power here with his entire divine consciousness.

Those watching from the sidelines felt extremely distressed, while the son of gods and Buddhas, who was in the entire inner sea of ​​his spirit, was now consumed by his greed, anger, and delusion.

Chen Ziwen led it into an extremely beautiful place, where there were countless beautiful women, each one charming and alluring.

Upon seeing the son of the gods and Buddhas directly before him, his eyes began to light up, and in an instant, a layer of restraint appeared in his heart.

This layer of confinement awakened him completely, causing him to stagger and sit on the ground. When he turned his head, he saw the gold and silver treasures beside him, enough to buy countless amounts of money and power.

In an instant, my heart fluttered again, and when I touched that boundary, my body convulsed once more.

Greed, anger, and ignorance—all four emotions ceased, leaving only Li Xinxin.

The moment Li Xinxin appeared, the son of the gods and Buddhas before him began to be unresponsive to the call of the gods.

The power was beginning to burst forth, and his entire gaze was fixed on everything related to Li Xinxin.

But when Li Xinxin's complex compassion, including all sorts of forces, converged in his heart...

It seems that the son of gods and Buddhas has realized something, which is called "form is emptiness, emptiness is form" in the entire Buddhist teachings and scriptures.

In an instant, Li Xinxin became completely transparent, surrounding it.

A wave of rain, like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, descended upon his face, the raindrops pattering onto the ground.

He was plunged into the 18th level of hell, and put on the Buddhist eye mask again. At that moment, anger, ignorance, and greed were experienced firsthand, and natural and man-made disasters befell him.

After experiencing love, hate, passion, and all walks of life.

The son of the gods and Buddhas transformed into Ksitigarbha.

At Daxiangguo Temple, when An'an Mitsui, the son of gods and Buddhas, was traveling in Chen Ziwen's spiritual world under his guidance, he had actually experienced life and death with the thousand-year-old ginkgo tree.

"Host, take a look at this ginkgo tree. Has it gone mad?"

Originally, everyone around was sitting quietly, chanting scriptures, and contemplating the future.

Everyone has their own thoughts about how far the ginkgo tree in front of them has developed, but the only thing they do is to calmly and peacefully practice Buddhist scriptures.

Then they placed their hopes on this ginkgo tree.

But this ginkgo tree terrified everyone. The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, upon hearing this, immediately opened his eyes. He already looked somewhat old, but the moment he saw the ginkgo tree...

I almost fainted.

"The ginkgo tree swayed wildly, as if it were a newly sprouting bud, or as if it were half-dead."

This ancient tree, thousands of years old, already possessed sentience. In this world brimming with spiritual energy, it was capable of absorbing all things…

"Isn't this sudden change already foreshadowed something?"

Hearing this, the people around dared not speak and could only quietly observe the changes in the world.

The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple had a dream many years ago, and this dream was left behind when he dreamt of the descent of the son of a god or Buddha.

This is the very tree, a ginkgo tree, swaying wildly, as if experiencing the spring of all four seasons, with lightning and thunder.

Normally, at this time of year, the ginkgo trees would be turning yellow, and the golden leaves would be scattered all over the ground. But at this time, tender buds are sprouting.

More importantly, this patch of tender green covered the entire surface of the tree, causing the abbot of the Great Xiangguo Temple to furrow his brow.

"No, this can't be right. Something must have happened. What's wrong with the son of the gods and Buddhas?"

Previously, the messenger and the son of the gods and Buddhas were instructed to contact each other directly, but so far, there has been no result. Therefore, the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple is still a little flustered. He used his spiritual power to establish a connection with the son of the gods and Buddhas and then work together to achieve the desired effect.

But by the time he arrived, the entire divine stone, thousands of miles away, was already severely damaged. By the time the connection was truly established, it was only a weak adaptation.

But now, when his divine sense crossed thousands of mountains and rivers to reach the son of the gods and Buddhas, it was unfortunately resisted by the powerful divine sense of the castle lord.

Suddenly, the Grand Chancellor's divine sense was left behind, and he collapsed to the ground, staring blankly ahead.

"What, what exactly is going on? Could it be that the son of the gods and Buddhas has already perished?"

what is going on.

No one knows for sure, all that is known is that since the Daxiangguo Temple began to completely seal off the ginkgo tree in front of them, this particular ginkgo tree has been guarded day and night.

Then I took photos to document his daily growth, after all, I need to give a major account to many future figures.

After all of this is over.

The abbot of Daxiangguo Temple looked at the crowd, his brows furrowed, and slowly began to speak.

"From this day forward, all the iron chains in the Great Xiangguo Temple will be used to fasten the positions of the sons of gods and Buddhas. Then, the ancestral tablets, including the clothes left behind by the previous emperor, will be mixed together with the ginkgo leaves. At this moment, the place where the ginkgo tree is located will become a forbidden area. If anyone else dares to come here, they will surely have ill intentions."

"Therefore, we need to exert comprehensive control over it and prevent anyone from approaching the ginkgo tree..."

Upon hearing this, the disciples below felt helpless and could only nod in agreement. Since things had come to this point, they dared not act rashly, so they did as instructed.