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When Elder Xuanhui reported to Master Zhenling, Master Xuanbei had already heard about the incident of the hundreds of ancient Buddhas being summoned by Long Jiaoyang, he was extremely shocked at that time. Now seeing the hundreds of ancient Buddhas standing respectfully behind Long Jiaoyang, his heart was chilling.

If Long Jiaoyang had controlled thousands of ancient Buddhas, he would have to slaughter the Thousand Buddha Temple, no one could stop him.

An ancient Buddha flew directly to Master Xuanbei. Master Xuanbei subconsciously wanted to worship the ancient Buddha. Who knew that the ancient Buddha pinched Master Xuanbei's mouth with one hand, and threw a forbidden meridian pill into Master Xuanbei's mouth.

Then the ancient Buddha turned around and returned to behind Long Jiaoyang.

Master Xuanbei was stunned, and Master Xuanhui beside him was speechless. Among the people present, Master Xuanbei, who was not controlled by the Forbidden Mechanism Pill, took the pill like this.

"Master Xuanbei, are you moved to cry?" Long Jiaoyang said with a smile.

Master Xuanbei gritted his teeth. He wanted to cry in a sad way. He was so confused that he ate the Forbidden Immortal Pill. What could he move?

A stick of incense will pass soon.

In the back hall of Qianfo Temple, a pleasant sound of a Buddha bell came from. A tall and thin monk with a fiery red cassock beside him came with a golden silkworm net tied with a golden Buddha cloud.

"See the true spiritual uncle." Master Xuanhui and Master Xuanbei bowed respectfully.

Master Xuanzhong looked up with difficulty and looked at Master Zhenling who came with Tianzhu Zhuoma, and he was truly at ease.

When Master Zhenling saw Master Xuanzhong and others' states, a deep look appeared on his thin face, especially when he saw hundreds of ancient Buddhas standing respectfully behind Long Jiaoyang, a Buddha light shot out in his eyes, which pierced at Long Jiaoyang with a sharp sharpness.

Long Jiaoyang's eyes looked at the Buddha's light indifferently, and the Yin-Yang Reincarnation Art directly made it disappear without a trace.

"Master Zhenling, I want to attack me as soon as I meet. Do you want me to kill a group of Buddhist disciples as a gift for you?" Long Jiaoyang said coldly.

"Amitabha, I just want to try it. How powerful is the young supreme who can force Qianfo Temple to be helpless?" Master Zhenling said indifferently.

Tianzhu Zhuoma was trapped in the Tiancan net and could not break free, but she was extremely angry. She roared at Long Jiaoyang: "Long Jiaoyang, I have cut off my love thread, you have nothing to do with me. Why do you still have to pester me?"

"If you cut off the love thread, it does not mean that the real Tianzhu Zhuoma will be cut off. I want to take you back to the Jiuxuan World and let you return to the real Tianzhu Zhuoma!" Long Jiaoyang said in a deep voice.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk... the real Tianzhu Zhuoma? The woman who abandoned her faith and Buddha is probably now a pile of loess! You can't change anything when you take me back now, and you can't save the former Tianzhu Zhuoma!" Tianzhuoma was sneering coldly.

Long Jiaoyang's face looked ugly in an instant and said, "Don't lie to me, you are still alive, Tianzhu Zhuoma will never die!"

"Don't you believe it, right? Then I'll let you see the process of her death!" Tianzhu Zhuoma said coldly.

Then Tianzhu Zhuoma looked at Master Zhenling and said, "Master Zhenling, please untie the Tiancan Net for your disciples."

Master Zhenling nodded and came to Qianfo Temple. He was not worried that Tianzhu Zhuoma could still play tricks. Master Zhenling had to use Tiancan net to tie Tianzhu Zhuoma because there were flaws in the teleportation array from Emperor Jia City to Emperor Ding City, and Tianzhu Zhuoma might use the flaws to slip away.

Master Zhenling took away the Tiancan Net and restored Tianzhu Zhuoma's freedom.

Tianzhu Zhuoma pressed one hand on his chest, pointed the other hand at the void, and said solemnly: "The mark of Buddha's heart!"

The mark of the Buddha's heart is the way for Buddhism to present past memories. It is the purest and cannot be faked.

The landform of the Nine Profound World appears in the void.

This is a grassland with heavy goose feathers flying continuously. The green grass and the ice and snow flowers merge to form the unique scenery of the Bingxuan Grassland. A woman in white clothes is better than snow, came here with her mouth.

Her temples were stained with snowflakes, and the blood on the corners of her mouth was constantly dripping to the snowy earth. This scene made Long Jiaoyang's eyes sore, and he felt an indescribable throbbing in his heart.

In order to save him, the ultimate sublimation of the demon fetus was the case.

The Tantric Buddhism on the Bingxuan Grassland has dissipated, and many Buddhist disciples are forced to leave here. At the end of their lives, Tianzhu Zhuoma chose to return here.

Tianzhu Zhuoma looked up at the goose feather-like snowflakes in the sky and reached out to hold it.

Immediately, Tianzhu Zhuoma danced gracefully in the heavy snow. Blood flowed in her mouth, but she could not stop her from dancing. Others would only think that Tianzhu Zhuoma's dance posture was beautiful and shrill, but this was completely different in Long Jiaoyang's eyes.

When Tianzhu Zhuoma was about to break off love with him, he once danced for him. The last dance that Tianzhu Zhuoma danced with his life under the snow all over the sky was the dance that tried love before breaking love with Long Jiaoyang.

"Tianzhu Zhuoma..." Long Jiaoyang felt distressed, and a tear fell from the corners of his eyes.

Now Long Jiaoyang is rising strongly, and he is enough to sweep the immortal pattern level. His heart is hardened like iron stone, but the last dance at the end of Tianzhu Zhuoma's life made Long Jiaoyang unable to suppress his emotions.

Bang.

Tianzhu Zhuoma was too seriously injured. Under a rotation of her body, she did not fall into the snow. She reached out to wipe off the blood on her mouth, and then used her slender jade fingers to write on the snowy ground: "Cross mountains, waters and pagodas, not to cultivate the next life, but only to meet you on the way."

When Tianzhu Zhuoma wrote this sentence, he did not turn his body. The heavy snow quickly flooded the handwriting she wrote and flooded her slender body.

Suddenly, the ice-black grassland with heavy snowfall disappeared.

Everyone's emotions also came back to their senses from the scene I just saw.

"What a beautiful Buddhist girl, what a miserable ending, and what a touching last word." Yao Huaxian murmured with envious expression.

The female cultivators captured up the mountain were more emotional and sympathized with Tianzhu Zhuoma. However, the male cultivators applauded in their hearts that this woman fell in love with Long Jiaoyang, a big devil, should have ended like this.

Everyone also discovered that the woman who danced desperately in the heavy snow was the same as the Buddhist saint who presented this memory. They were very wrong. It was difficult for this to be the woman who danced in the snow?

"I saw that I was confused by you, and I am dead. And I am the female Buddha who cut off my love and achieved Buddhism and Taoism! I have nothing to do with you, so don't do anything wrong because of your old love." Tianzhu Zhuoma said coldly.
Chapter completed!