Zhao Xiyi forced her to retreat again, but she didn't feel very happy.

She looked faintly and looked into the distance.

Because Ji Liao is really in danger, but that is his disaster and fate. What can she do? What can she not do?

Zhao Xiyi whispered: "I shouldn't be worried, he is Ji Liao after all."

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…

Ji Liao felt that creation was much more difficult than destruction, but he chose this path and had to go on.

How can the stones sprout?

Ji Liao thought of his wish.

The incense and vows of Shinto can create and realize what people think.

Ji Liao had a clone of the divine way, had seen the ability of the divine master, and had also seen the Dragon King, who was the God of Si Yu.

There was God at the beginning, and God was with the Tao.

Why can God be with the Tao?

It is probably because God and the Word can give birth to all things.

Tao gives birth to all things, and God can create the world.

Ji Liao's divine eyes became more and more quiet.

He looked at a stone and thought to himself that it was a stone that could sprout.

He devoted all his might to the will of his own, and he devoted himself to the stone, but the stone did not change.

These willpower are not enough.

But the power of stone to absorb the power of wishes has not ended. Ji Liao could even feel the mind of the stone, and it longed for wishes.

"Is anyone willing to lend me some wish?" Ji Liao suddenly had a thought in his heart.

He suddenly saw the temple, the monks in the temple.

The four great monks suddenly responded and looked into the distance.

"World-Honored One!" The four huge vows arrived in shock at the location where Ji Liao was, using Ji Liao's body as a transit station, and then poured into the stone.

Still not enough.

But more than that, under the call of the four great monks, the monks in the temple also delivered their vows. Their individual vows were far less than those of the four great monks, but when they gathered together, they seemed to be a river, but they were even better than the four great monks.

The stone continues to absorb the new joining power.

"It's still not enough." Ji Liao realized in his heart.

"But where can I find more willing power?" Ji Liao continued to think.

"Uncle Master." Ji Liao was alarmed by a voice, it was Biyou.

A beautiful wisp of wishes gathered over, and Ji Liao felt comforted.

More than that.

Some elders Qingxuan who were practicing on Zifu Peak suddenly responded and developed a sense of willingness to arrive at Ji Liao.

Then Taiyi Peak,

Then there is Tianji Peak,

Then there is Yuyang Peak,

Then Qingliang Peak,

Finally, a huge power of wish emerged from Zifu Peak, which was Ling Xiao's.

The power of wish suddenly descended from the sky, like a river of heaven.

Under the voluntary power, the stone gradually changed a little, and seemed to have some greenness.

Ji Liao sighed: "It's still not enough."

At this time, another willing power was added to make the greener deeper.

The new will comes not from the living people, but from a group of dead souls wandering between heaven and earth.

Ji Liao suddenly saw that those wandering souls were all disciples of Shangdefeng, including Donggaozi, Chang Gengzi, and even Guanhai Zhenren. He finally had a trace of thought, or he, who had already lost his soul, was reborn because of some kind of implication in the dark, and turned into a wandering soul.

"It's still not enough." Ji Liao was moved, but he also understood.

But he suddenly thought of something.

The greenness of the stone has deepened a lot, but the demand for the power of wishes seems to be increasing.

But Ji Liao was not depressed at all, and what he thought of should be able to solve the problem.

Ji Liao pondered for a long time and said, "I made this wish so that all the dead will have a home, so that good and evil will be retribution. If I do not fulfill this wish, I will not be able to achieve the right result."

He used the supreme Buddhist teachings to make Zen sounds, and sentient beings in the world can respond to them in time and space.

For a moment, countless creatures in the world had a thought.

"Teach the stones to sprout."

"Teach the stones to sprout."

"Teach the stones to sprout."

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Whether it is monsters, ghosts, birds, beasts, insects, fish, or people, they subconsciously blurt out this sentence at this moment.

"Teach the stones to sprout."

Zhao Xiyi walked on the green grass and muttered seriously.

She is very happy.

Countless wishes gathered together and entered the stone.

The little girl who was constantly searching for the sprouting stone stopped silently and looked at the green stone, and then the stone cracked a gap.

The stones sprouted!

A grass grows inside, an ordinary grass, but it does grow from a stone.

It is impossible to become possible.

This is something that goes against the laws of nature and something that is actually happening.

This is the case and cannot be argued.

The little girl sighed and said, "The stone will indeed sprout."

Ji Liao said: "Yes."

It was clearly the little girl who asked Ji Liao, but she answered before Ji Liao.

Because what she wants is not the answer, and she also knows the result.

The little girl grew up slowly and became a wise man with a lotus flower. This is a man, very heroic.

He said, "This game Di Ksitigarbha won."

Ji Liao said, "Are you Padmasambhava?"

He said, "I am only part of Padmasambhava, and you are not part of Ksitigarbha. You are you."

Ji Liao said: "Who do you think I am?"

"Yes, I don't think you are, you are you." He emphasized again.

Ji Liao said: "That God Lord always thinks I am, but you think I am me, and I think you are better than her."

He smiled and said, "I'm not better than her."

Ji Liao smiled, and he had almost no hostility towards the guy in front of him, and said, "Do you know what I have?"

He said, "I know, but I don't know. Because people who have reached the supreme realm have no origin."

"No origin?" Ji Liao vaguely grasped some very important information.

He continued to ask, "Doesn't there be no origin? Is it equal to transcendence?"

He smiled.

Ji Liao woke up from his dream.

The first thing he saw was Biyou.

"Uncle Master." A trace of surprise flashed in Biyou's eyes.

Ji Liao felt it was strange, and then felt something strange between his eyebrows.

He cast a spell to create a water mirror and see his current appearance. His appearance has not changed much, but the location of the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows can be seen with a little cinnabar mark, which is as bright as a stream of flowers.
To be continued...