The skinny old man, the spirit of the Monument of the Demon God of Demon, returned to the top of the tower with a strange smile. (He rubbed his belly and looked at the mirrors on the wall.

To be strange, there is a "alternative" who practices the law of nirvana on each mirror, and the mirror clearly reflects their progress in cultivation.

"Count the time, the next dish is about to be cooked!" The skinny old man looked at one of the mirrors and said with a strange smile, "It's a pity that those Xuanhuang masters are too strong in their blood and enter the 'empty me' and forget themselves for too long, otherwise they can taste the taste now. However, it is the right thing to put the big meal at the end."

As he spoke, the skinny old man stared at the last mirror and looked at it. It was the World Master of the Mingwei who closed his eyes and sat cross-legged and realized the four realms of empty space. When the skinny old man saw this World Master, a green light appeared in his eyes. It was not like looking at a person, but rather like looking at a plate of food! The scene was creepy.

"Master..." A timid voice sounded from the side. If Xu Yang was here, he would definitely be able to hear that this voice was the same as the sound of controlling the Great Death Array in the second tomb.

"Hehe, good disciple, what's the matter?" The skinny old man turned around and looked at the white light huddled in a corner of the top floor of the tower with a smile.

Although the skinny old man's facial features were filled with smiles and almost overflowed, anyone who saw this smile would feel cold.

The white light disappeared, and a ghost appeared in shape. However, unlike the ordinary ghost, this ghost looked like a pretty boy, without the slightest rebellious look of a ghost.

"Master... I congratulate you first. This time I have gained a lot... However, what you promised to me before. Can you..."

The skinny old man was still laughing: "Good disciple, what did you say? What did your teacher promise you?"

The young ghost hesitated for a while before saying, "You promised your disciple that once you find a suitable servant, you will return the soul card to the disciple, so that the disciple's soul and body will be reunited..."

"Oh? Is this happening?" The skinny old man smiled and suddenly took out a dark sign with the face of the boy, which was vividly engraved.

"Yes..." The boy looked at the black card, and his eyes showed a longing light.

"That's it, I'll give it to you now!" The skinny old man suddenly smiled, his fingers turned into claws, and suddenly scraped over the surface of the soul card!

A shrill howl came from the mouth of the handsome boy. Several deep bone-threatening wounds appeared above his ghost body, and white smoke was curling.

"How about it, good disciple? I want to give you a soul card, why don't you take it?" The skinny old man laughed strangely while scratching the black card with his sharp nails.

The young man rolled all over the ground, unable to speak in pain. The howling turned into a sharp roar, and his handsome face disappeared. His face was as red as blood, and ugly scars appeared one by one. His eyes also turned blood red.

"Hehe, it's like a ghost," the skinny old man handed out the soul card, "Good disciple, do you still want this card?"

The young ghost curled up weakly and replied, "No...No..."

"I really don't want it anymore? Oh. Then I'll keep it for you first, so that you won't throw this important thing around you without knowing the importance of it. If one day this thing falls to the ground and breaks, what should I do? Isn't my youngest good disciple, too, and you'll break it up with a "bang"?" said the skinny old man.

"Thank you, thank you Master..." The ugly scar on the young man's face gradually disappeared, and the blood in his eyes also dissipated, returning to Qingming Festival.

"Good disciple, these days are a bit unusual. At least the ones who come are masters of the Xuan King level, and the highest one even has a World Honored One! I guess something went wrong with the territory of the Chi Kingdom. Looking back, you control a zombie and go out to see what happened." The skinny old man ordered.

"Yes..." said the young ghost drooping his head.

***

In the tower where Xu Yang is located.

"The four elements are empty..." Xu Yang's breath of life was like a candlelight in the wind, gradually fading.

"Without the trouble of the body, I don't have to bear so much responsibility... What kind of mysterious energy is exhausted, what kind of alien invasion, what kind of void creatures... At most, it can only destroy the body of the skin... This is the feeling of throwing away all the constraints? So relaxed... But why do you always have a thought that you shouldn't be like this..."

Xu Yang's thinking is still working, but he has become quite slow due to the influence of his body.

Xu Yang's thoughts gradually turned to this ancient tomb.

"I seem to have had some insights into the law of nirvana. Empty self, emptiness... There is another crucial thing, but what exactly is it? I can't remember..."

The bronze plate bound on Xu Yang's left arm was silent. This was Xu Yang's own level and he needed to walk through it himself. If Xu Yang fell here, it only means that he was not qualified to challenge that terrible unknown existence in this life.

Just when Xu Yang's life breath was about to disappear completely, that is, the bronze plate finally couldn't bear it and wanted to remind him of the tremor...

A light suddenly flashed through Xu Yang's mind!

"By the way, I remembered it!"

"To be empty and to achieve everything is empty, you need to remember yourself. Otherwise, you will sink and lose in the endless realm of nothingness, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

The truths learned in the great array of nirvana and fighting the fluctuations of nirvana finally came in handy.

As soon as a thought arose, Xu Yang's body quickly returned to normal. Hair, bones, blood secretion, body temperature, breathing... All vital signs appeared again on Xu Yang's body, and then became stronger and stronger, and finally returned to his full state!

This process seems to have gone through a Nirvana from birth to death and then resurrected from death!

This is also the true meaning of Buddhism. After taking "I" into obscenely and not obsessed with the physical body, it is equivalent to entering the "Nirvana" of the Hinayana realm, and from then on, the spirit is transcended from life and death.

"This is the power of the law of nirvana? It is really an extremely mysterious law. You need to go through the realm of life and death to understand. No wonder, Master can understand the law of nirvana."

Xu Yang's palm spread out, and a dark gray power of nirvana wandered in his palm, emitting an aura of extinguishing everything.

Top of the tower.

The skinny old man who had been sitting steadily suddenly jumped up like a burning butt and rushed to the mirrors!

"Impossible, can someone wake up from the realm of empty self? This is absolutely impossible!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!