Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years Chapter 135: Almighty, you and my Buddha are destined
Seeing Zheng Nanxun's anxious expression, Cui Heng asked suspiciously, "What happened?"
As one of the only two immortals in the Xianxia Sect, Zheng Nanxun will not go down the mountain easily for the safety of the entire sect.
He came here suddenly this time, probably because of something important.
"Master, it has something to do with Baolin Temple." Zheng Nanxun said solemnly, "I have received news that Baolin Temple has suddenly started preaching in Yuzhou these days.
"What's more, they didn't know what method they used, but they were able to make people in several counties believe in the so-called Baolin Buddha overnight. This disciple thought it was a big deal, so he came here to report to you, Master."
"Let people in several counties believe in Baolin Buddha overnight?" Cui Heng frowned immediately when he heard this, and said in a deep voice, "Baolin Temple has such a skill."
There are at least hundreds of thousands of people in a county, and it is not easy to change the minds of so many people overnight.
This is demagoguery on a massive scale!
Even if the people affected are only ordinary people, extremely powerful spirit power is required, and special means are also required.
At least the so-called Arhat Bodhisattva cannot be achieved.
After all, a Bodhisattva is only equivalent to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it." Zheng Nanxun nodded and said, "At first, a true disciple who traveled in Yuzhou came back and reported it. Reported to the Patriarch."
Whether it is Xianxia Sect or Cui Heng, they can be called deadly enemies with Baolin Temple.
Cui Heng has even decided to kill all the monks in Baolin Temple after the arrival of the immortal Buddha from the upper realm.
At this time, Zheng Nanxun discovered such a large-scale change in Baolin Temple, so he naturally wanted to report it to Cui Heng.
"Well, let me go and have a look." Cui Heng nodded slightly, and a group of auspicious clouds rose directly under his feet, and flew into the sky with Zheng Nanxun, heading towards Yuzhou.
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In the Baolin Temple, the incense is flourishing.
The extremely dense smoke formed a cloud above the temple, and the air was filled with the smell of burning incense candles.
At this time, the day just dawned, and the people who came to offer incense had already lined up from the top of Jinguang Mountain to the foot of the mountain.
There are probably tens of thousands of people.
Facing such a huge number of pilgrims, even the monks in Baolin Temple were a little confused.
They don't know what happened these days.
How could such a drastic change be brought about?
Although Baolin Chanyuan used to be the number one Buddhist holy place in the world, and it also had a prosperous incense, but it never has hundreds of thousands of people coming to offer incense every day like it is now.
Too exaggerated.
However, most of the monks in Baolin Temple are very welcome to this situation.
Tired is a bit tired, but the incense money is really a lot.
The incense money received in this day is even more than in the past six months or even a year.
It's a lot of money.
But no one noticed that these pilgrims who came to worship Buddha were not normal.
Their eyes are empty and their expressions are dull.
Although there was a smile on their faces, they were all very stiff.
Everyone is like a walking dead.
After all, these monks are so busy counting money that they don't have the time to observe the expressions of the pilgrims.
For them, if they have that spare time, they might as well figure out how much land they will buy in the future, and how many concubines they will secretly raise.
At this moment, in the forbidden area behind the mountain of Baolin Temple, Monk Hanging is sitting cross-legged.
He was suspended in the air, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression was solemn, and he breathed out the clouds of incense smoke gathered in the sky.
Wires of smoke floated down from the air, was inhaled into his body by him, and was spit out again after a while.
When Ke spit it out, the original smoke had turned into a golden light with a reddish tint.
These golden lights converged behind the hanging monk, slowly outlining the silhouette of a Buddha.
It can be seen that it has four heads and eight arms, and holds eight Buddha treasures.
There are countless phantoms of treasures floating behind.
It is the patriarch of Baolin Temple
Paul Ling Buddha!
As one of the disciples of the Buddha, Monk Hanging has the ability to condense the Buddha's incarnation with the Buddha's seal!
The materials that condense the Buddha's incarnation are the vows and incense of all living beings.
"Amitabha!"
Hanging monk clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.
He felt that the phantom of the Buddha behind him became more and more solid, and the power in his body became stronger, and he whispered, "May all the people in the world believe in my Buddha!"
At the same time, a faint purple-black light suddenly appeared on the phantom of the Buddha.
The rays of light stretched out like tentacles one after another, but they sank into the void after three feet away from the phantom of the Buddha.
I don't know where it ends up.
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Cui Heng and Zheng Nanxun came to Luoshan County in the southwest of Yuzhou.
This is the border between Yuzhou and Bazhou, far away from the capital of Yuzhou. It is here that the disciples of Xianxia Sect discovered that Baolin Temple is preaching.
The two pressed their heads on the clouds outside the city of Luoshan County, pretending to be ordinary people from the rivers and lakes, and came to the city gate.
"Even the soldiers guarding the city have become monk soldiers?" Cui Heng had a strange expression on his face. He saw two rows of soldiers standing in front of the city gate. Dress up as a deputy monk.
"Pedestrians are all monks now." Zheng Nanxun watched the bald heads coming and going, and felt a chill rushing straight to his forehead, which was very frightening.
"Is this the case here before?" Cui Heng asked Zheng Nanxun beside him. The pedestrians and soldiers all looked like monks, which meant that the entire Luoshan County might have become a Buddhist kingdom on the ground.
"No." Zheng Nanxun shook his head and said, "When I came here to investigate, only half of the county believed in Buddhism. Less than three days, Patriarch, this is too strange!"
Such a spreading speed is faster than the most terrifying plague!
"It's really not normal." Cui Heng nodded lightly, his face became gloomy, "The Buddha said that the four elements are all empty, so he wiped out the seven emotions of all living beings?"
He noticed that the hearts and emotions of these monks were very empty, as if they had lost their seven emotions.
This also means that the current Luoshan County City may not be able to provide him with the seven emotions of sentient beings, and cannot produce the slightest benefit to his practice.
If Baolin Temple is allowed to preach like this, the people in Yuzhou will become like this sooner or later.
At that time, the people in Yuzhou will lose their seven emotions.
"Nan Xun, you did a good job." Cui Heng praised, and at the same time his eyes glowed with gold, and said in a deep voice, "It seems that you can catch a big fish."
The power of golden core gathered in his eyes, and the scene in front of him changed immediately.
I saw a faint purple-black thread on the bodies of the passers-by, as well as the monks and soldiers guarding the city.
The thread penetrates them and manipulates their actions.
At the same time, they absorbed their spirit power like parasites, and most of them had only a little bit of spirit left, which could only maintain basic vitality.
If the soul power of normal people is like a blazing bonfire, then these people in Luoshan County City only have a little bit of candlelight left.
Any breeze can blow it out.
The other end of the thin purple-black line is spreading upwards.
A thick purple-black tentacle disappeared in the clouds above Luoshan County, and it split into hundreds of thousands of thin threads, manipulating the creatures below.
"The actual strength is very weak, only at the level of the ninth level of refining Qi, but the level of spiritual power is extremely high, the evil insects of Tianxu? No, far higher than the evil insects of Tianxu, this spiritual power has already reached the peak of foundation building Layered."
Cui Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, and several thoughts flashed through his mind.
He suddenly took out a dozen tomatoes from his sleeve and threw them into the sky above Luoshan County City.
This is to use the aura contained in it to nourish the vitality of the people in Luoshan County.
Immediately afterwards, Cui Heng raised his right hand, grabbed it towards the sky, and cast the mana of the peak of foundation establishment.
At the same time, the purple-black tentacle hidden in the cloud suddenly trembled, and immediately retracted the hundreds of thousands of thin threads extending out, trying to escape into the void.
But under the mana of the peak foundation building, this purple-black tentacle didn't even have a chance to move, and it was instantly suppressed.
An invisible force grabbed it and pulled it out fiercely.
In a blink of an eye, the length of this tentacle became ten times longer, and it kept twisting and shaking ~IndoMTL.com~ At the end, the Buddha light of compassion was faintly visible.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound above the sky, as if something had been smashed.
The originally blue sky was instantly stained with a layer of purple-black.
Countless purple-black shots were densely exposed from the void.
Their source is full of compassionate Buddha light.
It is a phantom of a Buddha with four heads and eight arms!
"Master, this, what is this?!" Zheng Nanxun looked at the sky in disbelief, utterly horrified.
Now, Cui Heng has broken through the blindfold in the sky.
As long as you are a martial artist above innate, you can see the scene above.
"Amitabha!"
The resounding sound of the Buddha's trumpet suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the golden Buddha light full of compassion illuminated the ten directions.
At the same time, the dense purple-black shots disappeared in an instant, without a trace, as if they had never appeared before.
There is only a huge phantom of Buddha left in the sky, sitting on the lotus platform.
Look down at the beings below.
This phantom Buddha lowered its four heads, looked down at Cui Heng with eight eyes, opened its four mouths at the same time, and said indifferently: "I didn't expect that in this small human world, there really is a heavenly king of heretics, it's unbelievable. "
"What are you?" Cui Heng snapped, he had hidden the power of his golden core now, only showing the mana of the peak foundation.
Since fishing is to be done, the play must be completed.
"Amitabha, I am Baolin Buddha in the Tianxu Realm." The Buddha's phantom eyes stared at Cui Heng, and his eight eyes were full of surprise, like eight **** of light hanging in the sky.
"Such a powerful Tianjun is extremely rare.
"Almsgiver, I see that you have a predestined relationship with my Buddha, and you can enter my Buddhist gate to be a Dharma protector, how about it?"