Chapter 276:

Minister Yan stood on the edge of the forest, gazing at the invisible endless dense fog.
He didn't know what was happening inside, but he could hear the sound of mud stirring and swaying branches, and the sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was near.
Minister Yan is not a person with rich imagination, but can also realize that the agitation of the soil is due to the expansion of the roots and the swaying of the branches is due to the growth of the tree crown. There is no doubt that that Bodhi is constantly extending to the outside world through the vitality provided by countless people. It wants to bring to earth.
A cloud of black mist flew towards Minister Yan while stirring, but was blocked by an invisible gas wall. This gas wall is made by the disciples of the Tianshui School, which are arranged in a row of grate, and the effective time is only two hours.
Now, these fusi inserted into the mud have been eroded by the black mist into pieces of gray triangle bag, no longer replaced, I am afraid that it can't be supported.
Minister Yan stepped back quickly, and was about to call out, but he saw that Changzhen and Changsheng had ran over with a bucket full of Fulu and replaced the broken Fulu one by one in a certain order.
"Have your Xuanmen people all together?" Minister Yan asked while coughing. The original muscular body is now much thinner. It was only a short time since he passed, and he was already falling ill.
"It's almost there, and there are two seniors on the road." Chang Shengsheng's voice just fell, but he saw two black shadows rushing down the national highway, revealing two very familiar but very strange faces. They are absent from the two heads of the Xuanmen Salvation Conference, but they are no longer the same as the old days, but their eyes are red, and their faces are gray and gray, and they have no wisdom.
Because of the practice of Dharma, the people of Xuanmen even lost the vitality of the bodhi, the rate of loss of vitality was much slower than that of ordinary people. But these two are aliens in Xuan Men, and even after a few hours they have lost their souls and become walking dead.
There is only one possibility for this situation, that is, they have eaten too many bodhi fruits in private, and the contaminated cause and effect are so heavy that they cannot bear it.
Immortality immediately understood everything, and said sadly: "It is no wonder that the two seniors have made great strides in recent years. It turned out that they had a relationship of causation and benefit cultivation."
Minister Yan was not surprised at all. The more those at the top, the more inner desires and temptations they come into contact with. Can they hold on to their own minds? But how many people in the world are as strong as iron?
The first batch of people who rushed to fertilize the bodhi tree were mostly of this type. They are politicians, tycoons, celebrities, but now they have become empty shells without souls. They are in the barracks. toilet. You shouted their names loudly in your ears, and they could not hear them, and the gray face was numb.
Such people will only increase more and more until the race of humanity disappears on the earth.
Minister Yan did not dare to think about it again. He walked into the meeting room at a heavy pace and waved his hand.
Xuan Chengzi lifted the curtain of the tent, looked out, and then walked back to the ground with water.
Seeing his resilience and anger, all the heads knew without asking, what Minister Yan said was true. Since the blue fruit can prevail in the noble class, how could the people in the Xuanmen not notice? But they have to stifle even the powerful.
Except for the two heads, there are still many people in the Xuanmen who practiced that kind of blue fruit, so the command center, which was not very active in the atmosphere, is now as quiet as a tomb.
"You think of a way, you can't sit here and wait to die." Minister Yan covered her mouth with a veil and coughed frequently. His condition is gradually getting worse, fearing that he is not far from death.
"There are two ways, one is to destroy the tree, and the other is to cut off the cause and effect." Xuan Chengzi took the lead in speaking.
"No one can destroy that tree." A head immediately refuted.
Another person said: "There are also two ways to cut off cause and effect. One of the two parties that has caused the cause and effect has died, and the other is to pay off the cause and effect debt. Who can achieve these two points? My school has one The secret method can make people briefly open their eyes and see the connection between cause and effect. Not to conceal you, I have seen this world before, and I want you to see it now. "
The man passed on a black porcelain bottle: "Everyone takes a drop of spirit liquid, points at the eyebrow, and then follows me out."
Everyone followed their words and walked out of the command center. They stood on a higher ground and looked around, and then stiffened one by one. I saw a lot of thin lines sprinkled in the center of the dense fog. The thin lines were bright white, fluoresced, and stretched out one by one, even on top of everyone's head.
Near camps, cities in the distance, and mountains further away are covered by countless thin lines, and each thin line represents a life.
Xuan Chengzi also saw a thin line on top of his head, trying to pinch off with his hand, but didn't touch anything. But he can clearly feel that this thin line is constantly sending his vitality to the end of the thick fog.
In other words, today's human beings are like clumps of thread. The thread is pulled back slowly by the tree, waiting for the clumps to get smaller and smaller, until it disappears, human life will come to an end.
"Did you see it? This is the cause-effect line. Unconsciously, the tree has established a cause-effect relationship with everyone. This relationship is continuous. We eat its fruit and use its power. , We have to take something of equal value to return. This is the rule that was established at the beginning of heaven and earth, and the gods ca n’t violate it. So you guys, give up. "
This master wiped the brow's spirit liquid, closed the eyes of the sky, and couldn't bear to look at this hopeless world again.
Minister Yan did not dare to blink. To be honest, the scene where the white line is connected to an end point is very beautiful, like an erupting firework, and like a beam of light, dreamlike and dazzling. If he does not know that each line represents a person's life, he will marvel at this magnificent scene.
But now, he will only feel extreme fear and deep cold.
In a trance, he seemed to hear the prophecy of Mr. Brahma again-"I saw many people walking towards a dark place, the body merged into nothingness, and turned into dust and mist; I also saw crazy people more crazy, and despicable people more despicable, Dark people are even darker ... everything goes in the worst direction ... the world will be in chaos. "
Looking back now, every word in this prophecy fits the scene in front of me. It turns out that the end of humanity is to move towards the dense fog together and turn into nothingness.
At that time, Minister Yan thought that the greatest confusion was the destruction of the national treasure, but now he knows that the destruction of the national treasure can only be regarded as a small accident compared to this tree of world destruction.
"Mr. Fan's prediction is fulfilled. Mr. Fan's words have never gone wrong." Under extreme fear, Minister Yan shouted.
A sneer immediately sneered: "What is Van Gogh?" He said before that only he can deal with the tree in the world, but as soon as his voice fell, he was swallowed by the tree. "
"Is Mr. Fan really saying that?" Minister Yan suddenly turned his head, staring at the man with burning eyes, and ordered: "You repeat his original words!"
The head snorted and dismissed again. The rest of the people also showed expressions of contempt, scorn, or indifference.
They had already scattered, and Xuan Chengzi issued a Xuanmen order to summon them back to open this salvation meeting. If they weren't looking at Xuan Chengzi's face, they wouldn't go to this muddy water. Ordinary people have no way to save themselves, but they have magical powers and can certainly survive the catastrophe.
Isn't it just the loss of vitality, they can also survive for a lifetime by plundering enough vitality from others. There are billions of people in the world, and every person plunders a little, and they can live hundreds of thousands of years. This can be much happier than hard work, with a view to gaining longevity.
Anyway, that Sacred Bodhi Tree has already done this, why can't they? If the world becomes chaotic, it will benefit them more.
It seemed that they felt their inner thoughts. Master Chang Jing couldn't help but coldly squint the Buddha and said slowly: "Vatican Lord said this at that time-if anyone in the world can really deal with it, it's only me."
Minister Yan froze for a while before turning to look at the place where the cause-effect line was full, whispering: "Since Mr. Fan dare to say this, it means that he must have a way. He never tells lies."
"Then you sit here and wait for a dead man to become a ghost, help you deal with that tree. We are weak, and we will not be with you." The head who looked down on Van Gaalo wanted to leave and stood around him. Everyone shook their heads and lifted their feet.
Xuan Chengzi said coldly: "Don't forget the purpose of Xuanmen since ancient times. In the dragon protection battle, the entire Xuanmen was still daring to fill the dragon's cave with blood, how can you stand back today?"
"Senior Xuanchengzi, it's not that we dare not, we are powerless. It is something that the gods can do to cut the cause and effect, and the reincarnation, we are all mortals. Even if you, I am afraid that there is no such strength? Turn around and leave without stopping.
Xuan Chengzi wanted to stop again, but heard Minister Yan's horrified voice: "What's going on? How did those white lines suddenly turn black?"
"Huh?" The head who had closed the eyes of the sky immediately took out the spirit liquid in the bottle and plucked at him.
The rest of the people were already stared at, their mouths wide open and their eyes wide open.
I saw those bright white threads turned black in an instant, and they looked extremely ominous, but when they were implicated in everyone, the feeling changed completely. They continuously extract vitality from one source to another, and continuously extract dead air.
Why would a person die? Naturally, it is because his anger is losing, his death energy is increasing. But what if the situation is reversed?
Others don't mention it for now, just looking at Minister Yan in front of him. The effect of this causal line that suddenly turned black has now become apparent.
He used to have sunken cheeks, dark eyes, and coughing, as if he would fall ill all the time, but now his waist is straight, his eyes are bright, and his vitality is vivid. He took a few deep breaths and patted his chest full of joy, and was surprised: "What's wrong with me? It seems to be young in a flash."
"Your vitality is no longer lost, but the dead energy in your body has been pumped away." Xuan Chengzi stared at the depth of the thick fog wrapped by the black line, his face full of surprise.
"Amitabha, Shanzai Shanzai!" Master Chang Jing felt a sudden response, and suddenly gave a cry of surprise: "Cause and effect reversed!"
"How can the cause and effect be reversed? Impossible!" The crowd retorted, but could not explain what happened to them.
Their decadent faces faded at a rate visible to the naked eye, and turned red. After the dead energy was drawn, their bones seemed to be a few pounds lighter, and their toes could go up to the sky.
"Mr. Fan must have done it! He is not dead!" Minister Yan shouted with a palm in his hand, then picked up the telescope and looked intently at the center of the dense fog.
At the same time, the walkie-talkie that is not around his waist is constantly receiving good news: "Minister, those who have lost their souls are now sober."
"Minister, the dense fog at the edge of the forest is fading!"
"Minister, those weird sounds also stopped, and the tree didn't seem to continue to expand outside!"
"Minister, the forest has received satellite signals after the dense fog has subsided, and the space of the different dimensions like this black hole is constantly shrinking!"
Words beside him, Minister Yan no longer has to listen carefully, because his eyes have told him that this catastrophe that is unavoidable is accelerating away from mankind. Those thin lines that are turning from white to black are breaking one by one and then disappearing, which means that every life is preserved, and a deadly crisis has disappeared before it has begun.
"This cannot be done by Van Gogh! It should be something wrong with that tree!" Someone decisively denied all this.
"Whether it's the merits of Teacher Fan, let's go in and see." Minister Yan dropped these people and turned to leave.
Meng Zhong, who had already laid down on the hospital bed, became alive again now, driving a military jeep on the national road, shouting: "Minister, we are going to organize a group of people into the forest to see, you go ?"
"Go, hurry!" Minister Yan climbed into the back seat without a word.
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At the same time, Song Rui was sitting cross-legged under the bodhi tree, enjoying the fantasy scene where the blue fruits kept falling and turning into light spots.
"It's so beautiful, like a meteor across the sky. I didn't expect that one day, we could sit together and watch the stars." He turned his head to look at the tree trunk, and his soft tone seemed to whisper to the closest person.
"They said these are causes and effects." Song Rui smiled lightly: "Is it the kind of cause and effect that I can't get rid of anymore? Isn't it interesting? It turns out that it depends on this to prey on human beings. Forcibly establish cause and effect, and then start looting The way to become a is the same. "
"I always think you are there, right?" Song Rui pointed to the only trembling fruit that didn't fall.
No one could answer his words, but he was fascinated by this conjecture and looked at it momentarily, lest the most important thing be lost in a wrong eye. Suddenly, he stood up and kept turning his head around, his face full of vigilance. For a moment, he had a very strong feeling of being peeped, but there should be only one living creature in this wood.
Is it this fruit? He looked back over his head and thought anxiously.
The weird situation happened at this time, the dark blue fruit gradually turned black, and the full and round peel quickly became shrivelled. The green leaves that originally extended endlessly along the canopy fell like raindrops, and then melted into rot.
Instead of nourishing the roots of the tree, the rot water was absorbed by the shrivelled fruit continuously with the dense black fog.
The fragile branches that had lost moisture could no longer support the invisible sky, and it collapsed like a house, causing the golden sunlight to scorch from the hollow.
Song Ruiqiang endured palpitations and stared at the shrivelled enough to see a slender humanoid fruit.
Suddenly, the skin of the fruit couldn't support the weight inside, and it slowly cracked a gap, so the humanoid object fell down along the gap and turned over lightly in the air, steady in a semi-kneeling posture Landing.
He raised his head and greeted the warm sun, looking at Song Rui standing under the tree trunk. Yin Hong's thin lips made a beautiful arc, and his dark eyes seemed to be covered with stars. That beautiful face, like God's blessing, was not who Van Gogh could be.
Song Rui was dumbfounded.
The army led by Minister Yan and the crowd of Xuanmen also arrived at this time, looking at this scene in amazement.