: Chapter 66

The Himalayas were deep, and the earth cracked, shattered, and shattered into countless huge fragments. The golden red light rose from the center of the earth, wrapped in a broken prehistoric giant bird skeleton slowly rising, the grand light reflected the sky.
The wreckage stretched out, and countless scorched bones sprinkled like a rainstorm, and then flapped its wings, rushing up to the sky in the flaming package of the real Phoenix!
Farther away, the snowy plains of Tibet stretch for thousands of miles, and countless believers witnessed the scene of this miracle.
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Colorless heaven.
The vibration of the whole Buddha hall is greater than one wave, just like a small boat bumping in the huge waves. Zhou Hui could no longer stand, clenching his teeth to hug the nearest Yunying stone pillar, but then the huge pillar that collapsed into a towering place collapsed into countless stones, almost buried him alive.
"Phoenix!"
Zhou Hui was so angry that his shirt had already been torn, and he had a strong and bruised upper body. He suddenly put a few pieces of huge white broken hoops: "Phoenix!-Don't do that, you will give me back!"
Suddenly a gust of wind passed by behind his ears, Zhou Hui evaded when he was hit, and saw that Shakyah, who lacked an arm, rushed towards him with a dagger in his hand, and the blade was wiped against his ear. Ever.
That moment was really dangerous. Zhou Hui took a breath and immediately grabbed Shakya's arm to send it forward, while reaching out to grab the dagger. However, when Shakyam broke out, they were still very fast. The two met with lightning for a moment. Zhou Hui's face was pierced with a blood stain by the blade, and at the same time, he flew a foot, and immediately flicked Shakyah as a chest. !
With a clatter, the dagger fell to the ground, and Zhou Hui flew up like a lightning.
"Give me back!" Shakya stood up swayingly in the earthquake, and his roar brought in endless echoes, just like the Nine Heavens and Gods Buddha sounded the Vajra Bell: "You lowly monster, do you also conjure finger godhead?! Give me back— —!

As the last sound reverberated, Zhou Hui only felt that the divine personality suddenly moved forward, and it seemed that there was a tendency to disengage. Immediately, he grasped hard and immediately stabted the front of the momentum, stabting Shakya's palm in the face of chaos.
Jin Fo suddenly blood spurt, Shakya hands become huge palms, slashing head to Zhou Hui!
If that is true, you can shoot Zhou Hui into a pool of blood and mud on the spot. However, at the very beginning, the colorless zenith collapsed like a string pulled to the extreme. Jin Hong's real fire wrapped the skeleton of the phoenix, surging in a deafening roar, and suddenly opened huge and unmatched wings!
Zhou Hui had already made the determination to die, even if he was struggling to carry the fatal blow, he would have to pull Shakya to the end. However, at that moment the whole world collapsed, the ground under his feet turned into a deep stream, and the whole person fell back uncontrollably.
At the next moment, the golden-red phantom descended from the sky, and Chu He stretched out his hand and caught him.
Their hands shook hands in the fall, staring at each other's eyes against the background of the disintegrating world.
"Goodbye," Chu He said softly.
He took the dagger full of fine lightning from Zhou Hui's hands, and instantly turned into a gray-black divine form with a halo, and then turned into invisible.
At the same time, the phantom of the burning Phoenix around him exploded, and the bones of his wings spread out to surround him, until he burst into flames all over his body!
That is the fire of Nirvana.
The Great Ashura King's Divine Personality is able to be burned again as energy, the invincible of nine days and ten places, the fire of Phoenix Nirvana.
Zhou Hui murmured Phoenix, his voice desperately hoarse, but no one could hear it in the loud noises, including his own fall.
At the same time, the pupils of Sakyamuni contracted sharply behind them and turned to retreat, but it was too late.
Phoenix turned around and whispered, his wings spread open and grabbed him tightly. Shakyar, who lacked an arm, was completely unable to struggle, and suddenly gave a painful roar!
"Do you even want me to die, Phoenix? Do you even want me to die like this?! Did you forget who took care of you and raised you?!"
In the firelight, Shakya grabbed Phoenix's collar, and the latter just shook his head, hoarsely and calmly: "Yes, I have... forgot."
When Shakya was stunned, he only listened to the trembling vibrations at his feet. The last nihility barrier of the Buddha Hall finally turned into powder in the fire of Nirvana, and the whole colorless sky fell completely to hell!
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At that moment, there was no such thing in the past, and there have never been such a spectacular picture in nine days and ten places. The colorless sky surpassing the thirty-three heavens completely fell into the vast hell, and a spectacular sea of ​​fire was ignited on the top of Mount Zhou, just like the second time of the gods and gods.
In the sea of ​​fire, Chu He raised the Buddha bone sword, and the scorching golden blade reflected Shakya's stunned face.
"True... the soul of the true Buddha..." Shakya is unbelievable: "The soul of the true Buddha smelted by Phoenix's true fire?!"
"This is the bone you drew me." Chuhe's mouth was dry and bleeding, but there was a trace of tired smile: "When you gave me the original, the pain of bone extraction was the taste... but you don't know except those In addition, I have experienced more pain, fear, and confusion. If you don’t die, this will not end, and the chaos from heaven to the four evils will continue..."
The eyes of Shakya finally showed the color of fear, but the next second, the tip of the Buddha's bone blade pressed against his neck.
"Farewell, Sakyamuni."
With a hard hand, Chu He pierced the tip of his knife into his throat.
In the moment of seeing blood, the Buddha bone knife slowly melted, and an ethereal figure appeared in the body of the knife.
He didn't really look like Zhang Shun anymore. Although his face was familiar as usual, his expression seemed to have changed his personality, full of peace, gentleness and unspeakable repression. As soon as Shakya saw him, he shouted in fear, and immediately tried to escape, but was tightly grasped by the skeleton of the phoenix, and his body made a terrible burning crackle in the fire of Nirvana.
The righteous Buddha stood up and walked towards him from the void, like a shadow shrouded in Buddha's light, and squeezed a little bit into his scorched body.
With this action, the part of the Buddha's body that was burnt and melted by the fire of Nirvana began to gradually repair and regenerate, and a dark and full body of electricity was slowly "squeezed out" from the back of the Buddha's body, issuing a sharp hiss call.
That's the real Sakyamuni. Ten thousand years ago, in the eyes of Hell Demon, the devil born in the heart of the Buddha.
"Why! Why are you coming back!" The demon roared at the Buddha and tried to reoccupy the golden body, but was thrown back by the fire of Nirvana again and again.
"Why didn't you die in a colorless sky! Why didn't you disappear completely!"
"Why can you come back--!"
The Buddha finally entered the golden body completely, exuding endless brilliance in the sea of ​​fire, just like the of the Nine Heavens came to the earth, turned and looked at his own devil with pity, his eyes filled with complex and indescribable emotions.
He didn't answer, and shook his head gently for a while.
The demon burst a dazzling electric arc in the flames, and gave a harsh roar to the Buddha, but the next moment the body was caught, and immediately before it was black.
In the last second before the consciousness disappeared, he tried his best to turn his head, but he only saw a gem-like magnificent bird, and opened a huge mouth to himself.
—That’s a peacock.
Peacock crosses the top of the mountain, crosses the sea of ​​fire, and pounces on its birth mother Phoenix, which is disappearing in the fire of Nirvana; in the sea of ​​fire, he encounters a demon in front of him, so he swallows his whale without thinking.
The cause-effect cycle in meditation is unhappy. Sakyamuni, who was born in the eighth consciousness of the Buddha, was finally buried in the mouth of King Peacock.
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The Buddha was looking at the peacock, and turned to look at the phoenix that became more and more transparent in the fire of Nirvana, and then followed the cracked earth of Hell and the endless Iron Wheel Mountain, looking in the direction of the human world in the distance, the eyes flashed Nostalgic color.
He finally stood up and saw that not far away, Zhou Hui was coming against the sky.
"..."
Zheng Buddha seemed to murmur something, but no one could hear it. After a moment he sighed in a state of sadness, his figure suddenly rose to the collapsed colorless sky, and waved his first hand to the sea of ​​fire in the void.
With that action, the roaring flames turned into invisible, dust and smoke, disappeared in the sky; Zheng Hui waved a second time, Zhou Hui was pushed forward by an invisible force, through the heavy smoke cloud, stopped at the center of Phoenix Nirvana.
Zhou Hui looked back in amazement, and saw the Buddha waving his third hand to them in the clouds.
-But that was just a farewell.
Immediately, the golden Buddha turned to the colorless sky, the Buddha's light was shining, and the immortal music sounded; the Buddha who could not be placed for tens of thousands of years, finally returned to his lotus throne on the top of the mountain in hell.
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The flame gradually extinguished, leaving only thick smoke.
Zhou Hui covered his face with blood and knelt in the air, panting, and then pushed the Peacock Ming King fiercely forward, plunging into the black cloud.
- "If I became an egg, would you pick me up?"
meeting.
"If I leave, will you wait for me to come back?"
meeting.
"If you don't want me... Where else can I go?"
You have no place to go, so you have to come back to me.
Zhou Hui went crazy in the thick black clouds burning to find his goal. He shuttled through the choking smoke, looking embarrassed, but he didn't care. Finally, after not knowing how many times he searched, he finally saw a glowing point deep in the sea of ​​clouds. Although it was faint and fleeting, but the next second he came out like an arrow, almost instantaneously holding the target on himself Palm.
Then he quickly fell, fell to the ground in a turbulent airflow, and fell to the edge of the cliff above the sea of ​​blood.
At that moment he dared not spread his hands and glanced at the things in his palm. His heartbeat was so fast, he almost jumped out of the throat with twitching pain.
"call……"
After a long while, Zhou Hui finally let out a long, thorough breath. It seemed that it was by this action that he could barely restrain the trembling body, and then spread his fingers.
I saw him holding an egg in his palm.
An egg that is not enough to hold and is as white as snow and gleaming like a jade carving.
That is the Phoenix Jade after Nirvana.
Zhou Hui's fingers penetrated deeply into the hard rock, and he squeezed to the point of spasm, and after a while he cried out with a hoarse tone.