[New reincarnation, have you guessed it?

The main god of restarting, the reincarnation of reopening, Jiang Chen stepped out in one step, and had already stepped into the space-time channel, between the transformation of heaven and earth, he suddenly trembled, and actually captured a familiar world breath in the chaotic space-time turbulence, at the moment, he moved in his heart, separated into an incarnation, and integrated into the surrounding space-time turbulence. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Buzz ......."

It seemed to be inexplicably disturbed, and the space-time passage suddenly made waves, giving birth to a huge and incomparably anti-shock force, Rao is as strong as Jiang Chen, a master of the Great Thousand Realms who had already cultivated to the Mixed Yuan Great Luo Realm, could not resist it under this majestic terrifying power like the vastness of heaven and earth.

"Ugh!"

With a muffled snort, his body trembled, and the corners of Jiang Chen's mouth couldn't help but overflow with a touch of blood, and the intense pain hit his body and mind, however, instead of seeing the slightest pain, a smile couldn't help but appear on his face:

Being able to confront the impact of the turbulence of time and space, it seems that he has finally gotten rid of the fate of the trumpet ants in the past, and even though he can't resist reincarnation, he also has the initial qualifications to divide the waves.

Forcibly suppressing the pain in his body, Jiang Chen went all the way forward, and after an unknown amount of time, he finally crossed the time and space passage and came to an unknown new world.

New world, new reincarnation!

When Jiang Chen opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him, fortunately, his eyes were extraordinary, even if the night was deep, he couldn't stop his gaze like a torch: the sky was dark, there were no stars and moons, there were ancient trees and barren grass in sight, there was not the slightest human language, and occasionally there were bursts of night owl cries, which was even more strange in this situation.

"Interesting, this place....... It's so weird and nostalgic!"

Although there were injuries on his body, with Jiang Chen's ability, this injury was not enough to affect his combat power too much, so although the things around him looked extremely evil, they could not affect him.

Looking into the distance, far away, through the thick night and the heavily shaded woods, you can vaguely see a little light flickering in the distance, giving people the feeling, as if a lost ship at sea sees a lighthouse guiding the way, Jiang Chen's face appeared with a smile full of playfulness, and then calmly stepped forward, heading in the direction where the light was.

People who walk through the night road have this feeling, the light of the light like a bean, it seems that it is not far, but it is not close, it is really enough for people to walk for a while, Jiang Chen is no exception, he walked slowly in the woods, looking at the light is not far away, but no matter how you walk, you can't reach it, this forest seems to have no end, and it is getting deeper and deeper.

Such a strange situation, even ordinary people can sense that something is wrong, let alone an existence like Jiang Chen, he chuckled to himself, but there was no trace of worry on his face.

What can cause this kind of abnormality, except for the formation, is nothing more than a different dimension, Jiang Chen didn't even have the mind to explore what kind of power he was encountering, he directly raised his hand lightly, pointed forward, and then shouted softly in his mouth:

"Open!"

The formless and insubstantial power, in an instant, has spread, permeating the four fields, affecting the entire foreign world, after an instant, although the forest is still the same forest, but the general who is in it clearly knows in his heart that the forest at this time is very different from Fang Cai.

Moving forward again, but in just a moment, around a big tree, Jiang Chen had already left the woods, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

Opposite the woods is a small valley, in the valley clearing, there is a small temple, the light is transmitted from the temple, very soft and quiet, in the light, the faint echo of a change of tone of Zen.

"Fallen Buddha?"

Jiang Chen subconsciously frowned, this temple is backed by mountains, facing the sea of trees, and has a good aura, it is really a rare place, it is strange that such a beautiful place, why is it so evil?

"Bang!Bang!Bang.........."

At that time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, the surroundings were quiet, the sound of the knocker crackled, and it was particularly beautiful in the quiet night, Jiang Chen slapped the door a few times in succession, but did not get the slightest response, he was slightly stunned, and then, he pushed his hand, only to hear a 'squeak', the door was not locked, and it was opened.

The space inside is not large, but everywhere reveals a simple and quiet meaning, on both sides are green trees, the monk's room is behind it, just standing majestically, it is the light of the Daxiong Treasure Hall that is revealed from the inside, Jiang Chen walked along the stone steps to the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and before he stepped inside, he heard a hoarse voice come out:

"It's easy to get in, but it's not easy to get out......."

"Really?"

Jiang Chen couldn't deny the response, although the other party issued a warning, Jiang Chen obviously didn't take this to heart, and immediately stepped inside.

Like all temples, when the Buddha Shakyamuni is enshrined, about two zhang long, two Buddha statues stand on both sides, the middle-aged person is the Venerable Ananda, and the smiling old man is the Venerable Kasya.

There was a futon in front of the Buddha, on which sat a monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe, Jiang Chen came in for a long time, he didn't look up, just stroked a guqin lying across his knees.

What is surprising is that there is only a simple oil lamp in this hall, just behind the old man, enshrined in front of the Buddha, the light is soft and quiet, and it is not necessarily bright, but it illuminates the whole hall, and the light can be seen even if it is miles away.

I have to say that this inexplicable temple is really full of mystery, but it doesn't look weird, even if it's mysterious, it's also a dignified demeanor.

"This little monk, his cultivation is not bad, but unfortunately, the Buddha is dyed with red dust, and I am afraid that the catastrophe is coming. ”

He sighed softly in his heart, but said softly in his mouth: "This master, I have strayed into the maze forest and lost my way, and I want to stay here for a night, and I have been disturbed a lot. ”

"Amitabha. ”

Singing a Buddha trumpet, the white-clothed monk raised his head, his eyes were slightly open, he entered the water clearly, and shot a soft light: "This benefactor, as the so-called, seeing the heart is fate, why bother? Although it is not big here, there is still a spare room, if you want to borrow it, you can do it yourself." ”

"Thank you. ”

Jiang Chen thanked him, and then asked, "Dare to ask the general trend, what kind of boundary is this, and what year is it now?"

"Amitabha. ”

The white-clothed monk chanted the Buddha's horn again, and echoed: "Towards Congzi, coming from Congzi, what is the past, what is coming? What is the year, and what is the share?"

Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed in his mouth, when he met this kind of Buddhist monk, it seemed that he couldn't ask anything, so he had to change the topic and ask again: "Master, are you the only one in this temple?"

The white-clothed monk sighed, as if he was sighing, as if he was looking forward to it: "The mountain rain is coming, the turmoil is not stopping, the poor monks have been practicing for a long time, I thought that they had already broken away from the red dust, but the red dust is thousands, polluting the hearts of the people, the poor monks are not exempt from vulgarity, but it is not as good as those senior brothers and brothers are free and easy." ”

"Master, aren't you a monk?" Jiang Chen asked with some curiosity: "As far as I know, the Buddhists pay attention to the purity of the six roots, how can you be contaminated with red dust?"

"Speaking of which, the poor monk's cultivation is still not enough!"

The white-clothed monk couldn't help but sigh in his mouth: "Although the poor monk is dedicated to the Buddha, it is a pity that the Buddha is not enough in this life, and the Buddha's heart is not strong. ”

Jiang Chen couldn't help but say: "Didn't the Buddhists say that everything is a matter of fate, so why should you become a monk when you practice?"

"Hehe, young man, it's no different from being born in the world and entering the world, but how many people are really in the world and practice?" After speaking, the white-clothed monk stroked the sigh on his lap: "The poor monk was also too confident at the beginning, so he stepped into the red dust, who would have thought that this step would never turn back in this life." ”

The implication is embarrassing, but there is no regret.

Jiang Chen said: "If there is a need, I am willing to help the master." ”

"Amitabha. ”

After chanting the Buddha's horn again, the white-clothed monk politely refused: "The donor's kindness, the poor monk understands it, but this time the poor monk is not facing an ordinary catastrophe, and the non-poor monk himself can't get through it." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Jiang Chen said proudly: "Isn't the master unwilling to believe in Zaixia's strength? It's not that he is boasting, in this world, I want me to think, but I'm afraid there are really not many things I can't do." ”

"The benefactor is capable, of course, extraordinary, but the poor monk's opponent is not a mortal. ”

"Oh, not mortal, could it be a god?"

"Not bad. ”

The white-clothed monk sighed: "The donor is right, she is a god, a god in charge of death......."