Life and death, illusion and destruction

With a forceful cough, Shengshafo tore open his own chest and took out two fist-sized purple crystals from his chest cavity, handing them over to Benruo for safekeeping

Apart from the sound of the wind and snow, there was not a single other sound in the valley. After about three minutes, the last remaining Roman warship hurriedly landed to pick up all the surviving companions, and then urgently took off to leave the valley

A streak of glass-like flames emerged from the center of the Buddha of Life and Death, rapidly melting the entire body

They are destined to be people of the Buddha, connected by fate. Our bond has come to an end, so go! A hoarse and unpleasant voice echoed from the stone cave in the mountain wall, as a gentle force carried Qier away, sending her hundreds of meters away.

In the next moment, Mohe Tuhuo jumped three feet high, and he excitedly raised his fist to the sky, roaring: "The old man has finally died! Hahaha, we are going down the mountain! Wahahahaha!"

A thunderous chant of the Buddha rolled out from the cave, as two enormous white treasure vases unleashed a powerful energy, striking the two warships ahead.

The two brothers quietly rose, reciting a passage of scripture in a neutral tone, neither happy nor sad.

The naked Chielmo stood on a dark rock, his beautiful body shivering in the cold wind, with large goosebumps covering his smooth skin

Good

"Give me the child," Qiermo shouted as calmly as possible.

Descend the mountain. Go to the north at hetushu.com. Your destiny lies in the mortal realm. Remember one thing: until you reach the state where the dual energies of life and death within your body are ceaselessly flowing, and the thirteen meridians are in constant operation, you must never merge the treasures left to you by your father

Namo Amitabha Buddha, female benefactor, never ever meet again. This life’s fate has come to an end, in the next life, the monk shall continue our good relationship with you.

Seventeen years later, at the summit of Mount Everest, the Buddha of Life and Death sits cross-legged facing the West

Bodhi and Maha, the two brothers, are quietly kneeling behind the Buddha of Life and Death, dressed in coarse cloth robes

Maha. '' Maha forcefully bowed down and knocked his head on the ground.

In the midst of a heavy snowstorm, three Roman-class warships hovered ominously above the valley, exuding a palpable aura of menace

The essence of life and death has been completely transformed, leaving no trace whatsoever, not even a single relic. Throughout his life, all his cultivation was fully infused into the essence of Prajna and Mahā, quietly concealed within the chakras of the two individuals

Life and death are but illusions, merely a smile from the Buddha as he holds a flower. Noble lady, you are attached to forms.

The two brothers pressed their foreheads against the snow, while Shengshafo raised his head to gaze at the blazing sun in the sky

Prajna. Prajna kneels on the ground

The white lotus energy supported Qiermo, carrying her all the way to the Roman warship several hundred meters away

The voice of Qiermo echoed throughout the valley: "Return my child, or else... I will kill you!"

Give me the child! The body is still floating in the air, and Qiermo is screaming sharply, struggling and clawing like an injured lioness.

The Buddha of Life and Death slowly emerged from the stone cave, holding two swaddled infants in one hand. He gazed at the warship soaring into the clouds and softly chanted a Buddhist invocation.

Amidst the jarring sound of shattering, two warships began to disintegrate from the bow, breaking apart inch by inch, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into countless fragments that scattered through the air. The plasma engine crew within the warships collapsed entirely in an extremely short time, and before they could even explode, they turned into numerous points of light falling from the sky

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The body of the Buddha of Life and Death continuously expands and contracts, at times appearing fair and plump, and at other times dark and emaciated. Amidst the interplay of black and white, a chaotic and indistinct energy intermittently surges forth from within him. A grayish mist envelops the entire form of the Buddha of Life and Death, rendering his figure hazy, as if he has already transcended this realm of mortals.

All the crew members on the warship on the left were shattered along with the ship; meanwhile, the crew members on the warship on the right were each supported by a mass of white lotus energy, transporting them to beneath the warship several hundred meters away

In those years, for these two worthless items, my father killed over 3,400 people from the same family, a grave sin. After descending the mountain, Prajna, please remember to accumulate merits for me and recite the Diamond Sutra one hundred thousand times to atone for my sins. Maha... everything is up to your heart's desire

A Roman warship silently descended several dozen meters, and a section of the armored plate beneath the ship slid open. A beam of green light shot down, drawing Chemo into the warship. Two other warships slowly advanced toward the mountain wall, with all the armor on the bow gun positions opened, and dozens of dark cannon muzzles aimed at the cave in the mountain wall.