"Second brother, do you believe in past lives and this life!"!

As soon as Xiong Ba's words came out, Mu Yingxiong was immediately stunned, obviously not expecting that it would be involved in this aspect.

"This set of swordsmanship was created in my previous life. On top of the sword grave, when I pulled out the Hero Sword, I suddenly remembered some memories of my previous life. Among them was this set of Guicang Swords

, and in my memory, there are many strange things about our world."

When Xiong Ba said this, he suddenly remembered the two magical skills of the Sword Sect in his mind: "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect" and "Yuantian Sword Technique".

Originally, he thought it was just a boring fantasy in his mind, but he did not expect that on the night he returned, all the skills in his body suddenly recovered. He himself even came to the Sword Sect by some strange combination of circumstances and obtained the "Ten Thousand Swords" according to the memory in his mind.

The secret book of "Returning to the Clan".

In order not to alert others later, he read the secret book and put it in its original place. He quietly returned to the inn where he lived, but he did not expect that when he woke up the next day, the nearly overflowing energy had disappeared.

After a while, he once again became in a state of complete exhaustion.

"Brother, I will never believe in such things as reincarnation."

As Mu Yingxiong spoke, his handsome face was full of determination. He was indeed a swordsman with a strong will and amazing talents.

"Haha, second brother, just listen to my words as an ordinary story, don't worry about it!"

There was a smile in Xiongba's eyes, and it seemed that he really told Mu Yingxiong not to care, but in his own heart, he had long since believed in his past life because of "Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Clan".

That man named Ji Game!

Half a month later, Mu Yingxiong had mastered the Guicang Sword, and Ji Boyi had nothing to teach him. So the two brothers broke up again.

Buxu also said goodbye and left three days ago!

Ying Xiong planned to go home and took Xiao Yu away at the same time. Ji Boyi was alone again!

However, at this time, his heart was filled with vigorous fighting spirit.

"Dad, I want to build a gang and dominate the world!"

After saying these words, Ji Boyi felt a strong sense of mission emerge in his heart, as if he was born to do this.

He belongs to this chaotic world, and it is his lifelong mission to end the chaos in China's martial arts world and unify it!

"Oh, my son is finally going to set foot on your path!"

When the big man in purple heard these words, he almost burst into tears. It was not easy. He had waited for nearly ten years from when his child was ten to now when he was twenty, and finally he had waited for these words and this determination.

"Yes, I will live up to my reputation as a hegemon and unify the martial arts world!"

Ji Boyi, who has not fully awakened all his memories, did not know that when he said these words, thousands of miles away in Miyin Temple, a monk wearing plain cassocks was kneeling under the golden body of Buddha.

He kept coughing, as if he was about to cough up his life.

"Master, your condition has worsened over the past few months, and the medicine has no effect. Senior Brother Fuxu has traveled far away and has not returned. Should we find him back?"

"No need. I know that my master is about to pass away. It is too late for master and disciple to see each other for the last time. There is no point in forcing me."

"What? Master, you... are about to pass away!"

When a monk who was younger than Buxu heard this, his face turned pale and he knelt down in disbelief.

"Don't be confused. Life and death are destiny, so why should we be sad?"

The old and kind voice spread throughout the main hall of the Buddhist temple, and a bell rang through the foot of the mountain, making all the monks feel a burst of sadness and unconsciousness from the heart, and they all shed tears of their own.

"What's going on...why...my heart...is so sad!"

The monk at the gate of the ancient temple didn't know why he was crying. He only knew that he was very sad, and he didn't realize that a figure had crossed him and entered it.

This ancient temple, called "Miyin Temple", is the holy place of all temples in China. The current head of Miyin Temple is called the Monk Emperor!

The King of Monks!

It is said that this Monk King has been proficient in Buddhism and medicine since he was a child. He is the most respected monk in China among monks, so he is known as the "Monk King".

Furthermore, in addition to being proficient in Buddhism and medicine, this "Monk King" also has another skill. It is said that he has a "mind mirror" embedded in his forehead, which can see all the worldly affairs in the world of mortals, which is wonderful and infinite.

Today, this first person in Buddhism has finally reached the end of his life.

In the main hall, while the young monk was crying, the Monk Emperor slowly turned around and stroked his smooth head.

"Idiot, birth, aging, sickness and death are natural laws and no one can escape from them. What's more, the person I have been waiting for my whole life is finally here today, and I have no regrets."

I saw this legendary monk emperor, who was about sixty years old, with a pair of thin and long eyebrows, almost hanging down to his neck. Not to mention his peaceful face, the most amazing thing was that he really had an inlay on his forehead.

There is a small bronze mirror with a diameter of two inches, and the light can shine on people, as if they can really see all the troubles and disputes of all sentient beings in the sea of ​​people.

Even the visitor's troubles were expected by him, because now the person reflected in the "mirror of the mind" is exactly what he expected.

It's him!

"I came here to ask for some advice, but now the master is ill. I'm afraid it's not the right time."

"Ah, he is the person the master is waiting for!"

The young monk looked back and saw that his beard and beard were all as white as snow. A short and kind old man was standing at the door of the main hall with his hands folded. A more peaceful and sacred aura than that of the monk emperor permeated his body, and a pair of eyes seemed to have experienced

After hundreds of reincarnations, I have seen all the vicissitudes of the world.

"Don't be confused, please retreat first, my master!"

"Yes! Master!"

The young monk went down, and in the entire hall, except for the golden body of Sakyamuni Buddha, only the monk emperor and the old man were left.

"People in the world always complain that life has more suffering than happiness, so if you can smile once a day, you can be happy, and if you smile twice a day, you can be carefree. What more can you ask for than to smile three times a day, but you have achieved it one by one. The name of three smiles can be said

The name is worthy of the name, and the reality is not false.”

While the Monk King was speaking, the old man had already entered the main hall. What was strange was that, as if there were a pair of invisible hands, he slowly closed the door after he entered the main hall. At the same time, this old man who had seen all the vicissitudes of the world

Open your mouth.

"I have heard that Monk Huang has acquired the Buddhist clairvoyance. The mirror on his forehead can see the cause and effect of the three lives. Before I even reported my name, the master has already foreseen things like a god. It is really convincing."

"The donor could have escaped unscathed, but you are kind-hearted and take the welfare of the common people as your own responsibility. But I can tell you now that the catastrophe you have been worrying about will definitely happen! No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain in the end.

!”

"Ah, how could this be? Isn't there someone destined to reverse the catastrophe?"

When the old man heard the Monk Emperor's words that revealed his worries, he could not bear it on his kind face.

"Do you think it's possible? Donor, do you know that any mortal who tries to reverse destiny by himself will be punished by God. Even if you have the life of a turtle and an infinite lifespan, you will eventually run out!"

"Even if I have to use up the last of my energy, since we, the capable people, know that the world is about to suffer a catastrophe, how can we stand by and watch!"

When the old man's slightly fat and round face said this, he showed that no one was firm and... determined!

After hearing this, the Monk Emperor was silent for a moment, finally closed his eyes and slowly said three words.

"Well said!"

I saw a dazzling golden light emerging from his clasped hands, already activating his lifelong skills.

"I also knew that even if the benefactor had a glimmer of hope, he would risk his own life. And it is precisely because the benefactor has a heart that benefits the common people..."

Suddenly, the golden light in Monk Emperor's hands disappeared, and the mirror on his forehead showed a divine light like glass.

"…···Why should I be afraid of putting my own golden body on top of my body?"

"ah!"

The sacred light like glass made the old man who had lived for thousands of years couldn't help but raise his hand to block his eyes.

"Bah!"

There was a loud sound of flesh and blood being separated, and the Monk King was seen using all his strength to force out the mirror that was fused with the skin and flesh of his forehead and embedded in his skull.

A large stream of blood gushes out from the blood hole on the Monk Emperor's forehead, and the pale bones can be faintly seen. A heart mirror that glows like glass rises to the sky with blood streaks, and falls into the palm of the old man's hand.

"Master, you...?"

"This mind-mirror is where my golden body relics reside. If you can make good use of it, it will be a great obstacle to your reversal of destiny."

"But Master is destined to achieve Bodhi in this life, and it is not easy to cultivate a golden body..."

After hearing the old man's unbearable words, the Monk Emperor fell down on the futon with a peaceful face. Blood gushed out from the blood hole in his forehead, dyeing his slender eyebrows red, and dripped onto the Buddhist beads on his neck. The monk grinned.

The purple prayer beads that the emperor had been carrying since he entered the school suddenly broke and fell to the ground with a clatter, letting out a mournful scream.

"I came into this world from scratch, so why should I be afraid of disappearing into nothingness? A mere golden body belongs only to flowers in the mirror, flowers in the water, and the moon. If I can work with you to save the common people, why should I abandon it? I just hope you can remember one sentence...

…”

When the monk emperor said this, the blood fountain poured into his deep eyes, and then fell down the bridge of his nose, as if he was shedding blood-colored tears, which was particularly sad and tragic!

"What words?"

"One tyrant controls China, and the world is easy to conquer with three swords!"

"One tyrant, three swords?"

The old man didn't know what it meant, but the Monk Emperor was already on his deathbed. He saw this eminent Buddhist monk whose face was covered with blood, but his expression was peaceful, as if he was about to convert to the Pure Land. Seeing the old man, he felt compassion in his heart, and finally did this

A warning was issued.

"Donor, before I leave, I want to give you a message..."

"There are thousands of people who can't be saved, so it's better to just smile and retire!"

"Ha" the old man laughed bitterly after hearing this, and at this moment, the Monk Emperor had already passed away with a smile on his face.

“Leah…leah…leah…”

Suddenly, a strange sound attracted the old man's attention. He looked up and saw several gaps in the golden chest of Sakyamuni Buddha.

"Is even the Buddha's heart broken?"

"Is this because a generation of eminent monks, in order to save the common people, gave up their golden bodies and passed away sadly? Or is it because the Buddhas knew that they were facing a great catastrophe that even the monk emperors thought was impossible to save, but they had to save it?

And... are you heartbroken?"
Chapter completed!