The Lotus Lantern is with you

The white clouds were surging, and she walked on top of the white clouds with bare feet.

She heard someone whispering something in her ear.

Holy Buddha, please...

Holy Buddha?The woman turned her head and looked at the person behind her with black and white eyes.

"Master, it seems that someone is calling you!"

"She's not calling me, but calling you." The person who spoke was none other than Dou Victory Buddha, but he was wearing a yellow monk robe and exuded a holy halo all over his body.

"But, what I heard was clearly the word 'Holy Buddha'?" The woman was puzzled, she sat down on the white cloud, rolled up the cloud, and watched the cloud pass through her fingers.

Dou Shengfo stood behind the woman, quietly looking down at the vast world.

"Although she called my name, you are the only one who can save her." Sun Wukong said, patted the woman's head, "Xiaoyu, you should leave."

"Leave?" The woman looked at him blankly, holding her arm helplessly, "Master, are you trying to drive me away? Why? Xiaoyu... Where else can Xiaoyu go besides here?"

Sun Wukong looked at the sky and remained silent.

Look at the Buddha, he is always there, there is a Buddha in the heart, and the Buddha is effective.

Buddha, however, does not distinguish between beliefs, races, noble and poor...whether you are a demon or a human.

He stretched out his hand and slowly put the Buddhist beads hanging on Xiaoyu's wrist.

"Master..." The woman grabbed his hand, her eyes filled with mist.

"Xiaoyu, look at that mountain, whether you want to escape or not, it is always there." Dou Zhanfo waved his hand, the clouds and mists cleared, and a five-fingered mountain stood in the distance.

"Want to hear a story?"

"..."

"Once upon a time, there was a stubborn stone, which was transformed by the aura of heaven and earth, and then one day, it..."

……

"Second Master!" Brother Mei Shan called his name in shock.

And they were surrounded by many heavenly soldiers and generals.

The dense darkness pressed down vertically, and the ground under their feet was black, black full of demonic energy.

The man in white stood in the middle. He was only wearing a white robe with splashed ink, and his black belt fluttered in the wind, embroidered with red lotus flowers.

The long black curly hair danced wantonly, and the same black eyes looked coldly at the generals around him.

"Heh..." Yang Jian smiled ironically. "Is this to bring me back to heaven?"

"Yang Jian! You disobeyed the imperial decree, are you going to rebel with that evildoer?"

"It's... so noisy." Yang Jian sneered, a cold light flashed in his arms, and Jiu Yuanqin had already appeared.

Seeing this, all the heavenly generals took a step back in horror. They all knew the power of the Jiuyuanqin.At this moment, fearful expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

"Jade Emperor..." Yang Jian raised his head and looked in the direction of Yuqing Palace. Finally, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Holding the piano with the left hand, the right hand gently rests on the strings.

When everyone realized something was wrong, Yang Jian waved his fingers, and a hurricane rose from the ground to the sky.The hem of the white robe swayed wantonly under the agitation of the wind.He fluctuated the strings at will, and the gale was mixed with it, turning into countless sharp lightsabers.

The Meishan brothers could only see the blood mist around them, the screams against the setting sun, and the blood was overflowing.

But the man in white took back Jiuyuanqin indifferently, and he sneered.

In the eyes of the Meishan brothers, the man in white was walking slowly in the blood, and the blood splashed around him, like blood-red fireworks, drowning everyone's vision.But the man in white didn't stain a drop of blood, the original holy white, but it gave a chill down the spine and made one's hair stand on end.

They seem to forget that this man was never really gentle.

His gentleness was only given to that person, but the real him was cold and ruthless, and his cruelty was no less than that of the demons.

After all, back then, he hadn't reacted to the bloody scene in Sanssouci Palace. If it wasn't for Mo Chen, he might have left the heaven already.

……

Yang Jian went to the entrance of the northern demon world, but to his surprise, the seal of the entrance of the demon world was broken.Originally, there were two pillars inserted at the entrance of the Demon Realm, and the densely packed runes on them were seals.But now, it has been destroyed by people.

But the entrance to the Demon Realm was empty.

"Sure enough, the seal has been released." Yang Jian checked carefully.

He stood up, looked from north to south, and saw a darkness swallowing the soil bit by bit, and strange plants grew from the soil, black flowers bloomed all over the plains, and black flowers flew out of the flowers. Phoenix-tailed butterflies, and where these butterflies flew, they swayed blue-black powder.

Yang Jian walked step by step in the crowd, in the opposite direction to everyone walking, but no one noticed him.

Their faces were numb, without any emotion, and their eyes were empty and empty, just like puppets walking slowly towards unknown directions.

He looked at the flowers blooming on the side of the road, and picked one at random.The flower made a shrill sound in his palm, like a scream of anger.

Yang Jian squeezed the flower fiercely, and suddenly a strange-colored flame emanated from his hand. The flower was burned by the flame, making a more miserable cry, and soon turned into ashes.

Yang Jian was slightly taken aback.

This power...

Flame, this kind of flame is different from Samadhi True Fire, this kind of flame gives him a destructive and violent aura.

How could he have such power.

Yang Jian's eyes darkened.

There are too many things that have become mysteries.

But at the moment, the most important thing is how can he find Mo Chen.

This mortal world will be eroded by demon energy. If this continues for a long time, the demon world will merge with the mortal world, and this mortal world will become a world suitable for the reproduction of demons.

Yang Jian passed Guanjiangkou, and he saw his temple.

Weeds were already overgrown near the temple, and the walls were full of cracks, from which weeds grew.Inside the house, the four corners were covered with dense spider webs.

The statue in the middle is exactly him.

On the platform below the statue, densely packed characters are engraved.

"Save us!"

"God, why didn't you save us!"

"..."

Hopeless, hopeless.

Yang Jian pursed his lips, walked out of his temple, and walked along the road, corpses were strewn all over the field, and at a glance, there were all bones.

He walked through these corpses step by step.

"Why didn't you save us! God! Why did you punish us like this!" Suddenly, a pair of dry hands grabbed his feet, and his sunken eyes cried out in despair.

Yang Jian leaned over to look at him.

This man's life is not long.

"Save us, save us! God, can't you see us?" he yelled, his eyes gradually losing focus.

Yang Jian clenched his hands tightly.

The shadow of Mo Chen suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Jian...it hurts." He saw the man in black and looked at him with a smile.

Why, it became like this.

After all, whose fault is it?

……

In the sky, the color of the sun is warm, but it is really cold when it shines on the body.

Yang Jian passed by the temple of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, which was deserted and everyone had died, only one statue of Bodhisattva remained on the stage.

It's just that it's crooked and broken.

The war has just passed, but it is a pity that this city is still not defended, and the city was massacred.

Yang Jian heard the cries of children, the screams of women, the begging of old people, and the anger of men.

All the voices gathered together and became a sad song of despair.

"Here, there is no breath of life anymore." The Bodhisattva statue emitted a faint white light, from which Avalokitesvara walked out, sitting on the lotus platform, looking down at the land with compassion.

Yang Jian said, "Here, all that remains is resentment."

"Resentment is a demon. Greed, killing, and jealousy are all demons." Avalokitesvara said compassionately, "Killing will exacerbate the destruction of this country, and demons will destroy this world."

Yang Jian looked at a corpse silently, and he reached out to caress the cheek of the corpse, but only her head still existed.

This is just a newborn baby who was brutally eaten.

"The scariest thing is not that demons eat people, but humans. Bodhisattva, what is a demon? What is the difference between gods, demons, and mortals?" Yang Jian asked looking at the blood in the sky.

Avalokitesvara said calmly, "Buddha said that all living beings are equal, but in the cycle of heaven and earth, all living beings are different. The difference between gods, demons and people is only one heart."

"Nowadays, even though we are human, we have demonic nature, but this is common to all living beings, even saints." Avalokitesvara said slowly, "Humans are not human, demons are not demons, gods are not gods... All living beings are good, that is Holy, all living beings turn to evil and become demons."

"Now, the Three Realms are being eroded by demon energy. The benefactor...if he finds Mo Chen, what will happen?"

Yang Jian bit his lip, but hugged Jiu Yuanqin tightly in his arms.

"That child has a demon in his heart. The poor monk once persuaded him that desire is like water, and if the killing intent is suppressed, it will only be counterproductive, but...that child..."

"Even so, so what?" Yang Jian closed his eyes, and thousands of pictures flashed through his mind.

Those miserable pictures were deeply imprinted in his mind.

"For me, Mo Chen is more important than these three realms. Now that I have come to this point, I can only blame the Jade Emperor for being too deceptive." Although he lost his memory, he was not stupid.

Avalokitesvara smiled lightly and said nothing, he looked at this hell-like world.

"The three worlds will experience this catastrophe, all because of the cause and effect, for the sins they have committed, atonement..." He sighed, "Almsgiver, you may not know that not only the heavens have suffered these catastrophes, but also the Buddhas of the Western Heaven. of."

"The poor monk can only tell you that there are five blood formations in this world, one in the southeast, one in the north, and one in the north, and the central formation is located in Kunlun Mountain. When the five blood formations meet certain conditions, they can open the passage to the other world. Avalokitesvara clasped his hands together and bowed in one direction, "The poor monk can't say any more. Next, how to choose depends on the benefactor."

Yang Jian was shocked, "What does the Bodhisattva mean by this? What is the five-direction blood formation? Bodhisattva?"

However, Avalokitesvara looked at the direction of Kunlun Mountain with complicated eyes.

"Now, the South China Sea can no longer be defended, and they must be the same." After he finished speaking, his body gradually turned into a illusory halo, which gradually dissipated.

Yang Jian hurried forward, but only held a little white light.

Avalokitesvara's voice rang in his ears little by little.

"How do you choose?"

"Boom!" Suddenly, the whole ground began to shake, and the ground under his feet began to crack, and there was an earthquake.

In the distance, towering huge trees shot straight into the sky, stretching toward the clouds.Thick branches danced wildly, and brown roots emerged from the cracked ground.Sharp and strange laughter came from a distance, and the dark demons in the distance occupied the sunlight in the sky little by little.

In Yang Jian's vision, darkness descended.

……

Weakness, pain, exhaustion...

Chang'e opened her eyes weakly, her vision was blurred, but she still watched stubbornly.

She is looking at the longbow.

Vaguely, he seemed to see a handsome man again, holding a longbow, wearing a brown suit, with long hair standing up high, sharp star eyes, chic and heroic.

Hou Yi...she kept thinking of this name in her heart.

The feeling of blood being pulled from her body is very uncomfortable, and the most desperate thing is that she is enduring this long torture, life and death are worse than life, only by chanting her lover's name day and night can she keep herself from being driven crazy .

However, she couldn't bear it any longer.

Holy Buddha...Chang'e begs you, help me...

She looked hopelessly at the opposite Buddha.

Suddenly, the divine bow in the pool burst into light, exuding sacred multicolored light, and the beautiful colors were reflected in Chang'e's eyes.

It seemed to be, in the darkness, the only light that brought her.

In the divine bow, a white soul emerged, floating in front of her, watching her quietly.

Hou... Yi?Chang'e tried hard to open her eyes, but her body was too weak, and she felt that her body was getting lighter and lighter.

"It turns out...it turns out..." She burst into tears.

Looking greedily at this person's familiar face, she choked up.

Missing someone for so long that she has even gotten used to the cold and numb life in the Moon Palace.

After Hou Yi died, she looked for the magic bow everywhere, but she didn't know that it was in her eyes.

Chang'e curled her lips in a self-deprecating manner, and tears fell drop by drop.

Unexpectedly, the lover she had been thinking about for a long time was always by her side.

Always there.

She wanted to touch him, but she was locked up, unable to move, and could only stare at this soul obsessively.

Sad and joyful.

"I'm not... Hou Yi." The soul spoke, "I'm Gong Ling, and it's your blood that awakened me, master..." Gong Ling said.

Chang'e couldn't believe it, "No, no! You are him, you are exactly the same as him, why can't you be him!"

"Master..." Gong Ling stretched out his hand and stroked the woman's heart, "Master, he was afraid that you would be lonely, so he created me and let me accompany you, but... your heart is frozen by the moon palace, you can't hear me call."

Chang'e stared blankly at his familiar face.

"Master, Master Houyi said, I hope you will be happier, so... please live on." Gong Ling leaned forward slowly, and kissed the woman's lips.

Very cold, with a sad breath.

"Please work hard to live on, this is my last wish."

Bow Spirit burned his soul and merged into the woman's body.

He used his soul to slow down her death and fight for her last chance to live.

Chang'e almost collapsed.

Why, why!

Her heart was frozen in the cold of the Moon Palace during the thousands of years of loneliness, and she ignored the calling voice in her heart.

It was the first time he saw her and the last time he saw her.

The woman screamed in pain and madness.