The great robber of all worlds

Chapter 142 Buddhism is clear and turbid, kneel down! (8K large chapter)

Western Desert, this is an ancient land of gods, there are too many legends, Buddhists are everywhere, and they are devout. It is a place close to the gods.

Amitabha Buddha, possessing great wisdom, great compassion, and great perseverance, has left too many legends here. He once made great ambitions, walked through every inch of land on foot, preached in person, spread branches and leaves, and achieved the glory of Buddhism today. .

On Mount Sumeru, the majestic Daleiyin Temple bells sounded solemn and grand, like a lion's low roar, like a roc's long cry, waking up monks one after another.

"Amitabha, the imprint of the inheritance of the third disciple of the World Honored One has dimmed. He was conspired by others, but he did not convert him into a disciple of my Buddhist sect. This is an anomaly, and it is also a change."

In the temple, an old monk with a dry body and wearing a red and yellow cassock opened his eyes, received enlightenment, and noticed the changes in the Buddhist inheritance.

Behind him, among the nine translucent golden Buddha statues, one suddenly dimmed, and there were actually cracks. Looking closely, it was the same as the one Li Yu had met, except that it was more compassionate, more solemn, and had a certain An indescribable Buddha-nature.

"The reappearance of the lost original octave is the supreme heavenly treasury of my Buddhism, and no loss is allowed."

"It's been too long. I waited for the temples to hold one tone each, but I only got the fifth of the eight tones. The remaining three tones were lost. One of the tones was in the hands of Dou Zhanfo. I never thought that this tone was born in the world. Donghuang."

Outside the door, the Buddha's name sounded one after another, and two more old monks came. They all had golden bodies and bright lights, and the Buddha's light was born from the back of their heads, and their treasures were solemn.

But at this moment, they can't calm down. The eighth tone, the source of Buddhism's supreme mystery, is still in the world, and it is still a lost tone that has never been mastered on Mount Sumeru. They are eager to get together and grasp this secret technique.

"Amitabha, that person did not accept enlightenment and did not take refuge in my Buddha. He robbed the eight notes and destroyed the Buddha statue left by the third disciple of the World Honored One. This person has a bad relationship with my Buddhism. He is a great monster.

He has received the inheritance of the third disciple of the World Honored One, so he will definitely come to Ximo to search for the Nirvana Sutra of the past, which may cause unprecedented chaos, so we must prepare early. it is good. "

The old monk in red and yellow cassock whispered, put his palms together and whispered a Buddha's name, making all the monks who came to stand in awe.

In the peaceful and prosperous age, a great demon appeared in Donghuang, who didn't even accept the conversion of the third disciple of the World Honored One, and instead took away the original octave. This is unbearable for Buddhism, and the octave must be taken back.

More importantly, this sound is related to the Nirvana Sutra of the Supreme Heavenly Art of Ximo, which was passed down by the Amitabha Buddha in the past. The monks were reborn.

"To this day, it's time for the eighteen Buddha disciples of my Buddhist sect to enter the world to practice, with the blessing of the six-character mantra, walk in this world of mortals, plant causes and fruits, and communicate with outstanding people from the other four realms."

Another old monk spoke, which shocked the monks. Not only did Donghuang and Zhongzhou have outstanding talents, but Ximo naturally had a powerful existence comparable to it.

The Eighteen Buddhas are the arrogance of their Western Desert Buddhist sect. Compared with the diverse inheritances of other regions, this region only respects Buddhism and only Buddhism. Therefore, it is far more convenient to dig out and cultivate good seedlings than other regions.

The monks in the Western Desert are confident that the future Bodhisattva, who is the head of the Eighteen Buddhas, will not be weaker than any of the current generation's supreme arrogance, and must be the most powerful group.

"Amitabha, the demons in the Eastern Desolation, but our catastrophe in the Western Desert, everyone, we must work together."

The old monk in cassock whispered the Buddha's name, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

In fact, he concealed some of the pictures he saw when he was enlightened. With a quick glance, he saw rivers of blood flowing in the western desert, broken Buddhist temples, bodhisattva corpses, and Buddha bleeding.

He believes that all of this is related to the great demon of the Eastern Wasteland, and it must be the bloody storm caused by the other party. The original octave fell into his hands, and it was a bad fate. unimaginable.

clang!clang!clang!
Suddenly, the bell on Mount Sumeru rang, and all the monks were erupting. The golden age was approaching, and the arrogance of the Western Desert would also be born.

Eighteen Buddha disciples go down to Sumeru!
At the same time, the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory.

In the temple made of blue stones, Li Yu stepped on the Kyushu, with the blue sky on his back, his whole body was soaked in the morning glow, and it was gorgeous.

He obtained the third tone of the original octave, which was inherited by the third disciple of the World Honored One in the past, but he failed to save him, and was broken by life and death, and swallowed into the body instead.

"The reappearance of the lost original octave, if the West Desert Buddhists know about it, most of them will go crazy. Their enthusiasm for it is beyond imagination. There are even rumors that the scriptures of Amitabha Buddha are also sublimated from the original octave. older ages."

The old Taoist glanced at the shattered Buddha statue, and couldn't help but ponder.

Since ancient times, Western Desert has been extremely xenophobic, and only Buddhism is respected in such a huge area. It is conceivable how terrifying this kind of power will develop.

In particular, such a force has produced a statue of Amitabha Buddha and the arrival of Shakyamuni. It is not an exaggeration to call it the most powerful extreme force in the world today.

Even the Jiang family, the Guhua Dynasty, etc. were never so powerful as to dominate a domain in this world, but Buddhism is different. Since the generation of Amitabha Buddha, it has always been a domain of domination.

And if the resources and talents of a whole great domain come to support one extreme power, it will naturally become stronger than imagined, and even the arrogance will come out in large numbers, all of which will return to their hearts. This is one of the reasons why other powers are afraid of the West Desert and do not want to come here.

"The six-character mantra and the original eight sounds are the supreme mysteries of Buddhism, but hiding the Buddha's voice that can save people's hearts in the inheritance, trying to force people to convert, even if they give up the inheritance, they still have to save. This is too much."

Li Yu shook his head. With this behavior, even people who don't have a bad feeling for Buddhism will find it difficult to have a good impression. No one would want to lose themselves and be turned into a Buddhist guardian.

Even if you don't accept the inheritance of the original octave, the Buddha's voice will still continue to be transformed, which is called "destiny".

"After you learn this magical technique, you will not be able to travel peacefully in the western desert in the future. I am afraid that some Buddhist disciples who came out of Mount Sumeru will come to find you and bring this inheritance back.

Of course, they won't trade with you, they will save you. If you don't save you, you will be an enemy of the Buddha. It's time to subdue the demons. "

The old Taoist pointed in the direction of Ximo. He had also been to Ximo in the past, but he didn't like the atmosphere there, so he didn't stay there.

"But it's not all like this, but most of them are like this. There are few people who are kind and true. In the past, there were only a few people who had achieved true Buddhist skills. Do you still expect everyone on Mount Sumeru to be a Buddha?"

At the end, he smiled and shook his head again. He was very displeased with some of the monks in West Desert. Obviously, something happened in the past, which made the old Taoist priests see the hypocrisy of those people.

"However, this Ximo is about to go on a journey. This sound is related to the Nirvana Sutra, and it does have a clue, pointing to the Ahan Temple."

Li Yu's eyebrows stretched when he heard the words, but the elders of the Qishi Mansion did not admit their mistake, there was indeed a clue to the Nirvana Sutra here, but it was more obscure, pointing to the Ahan Temple in Ximo.

He agrees with the words of the old Taoist priest. After all, the ugliness on Mount Sumeru was fully revealed after Huahua appeared. It can be said that it directly destroyed the pure land of true Buddhist practitioners, polluted the clear and bright, and made it turbid.

"Let's go then, it's best not to stay in that place for a long time, and don't enter Mount Sumeru."

Seeing this, the old Taoist nodded, raised his hand to tear open the void, and opened a passage from the Eastern Wasteland to the Western Desert.

Before leaving, Li Yu also sent a message to the Jiang family, informing them that they would travel far to the western desert, and that there would be an ancient sage protecting them, so they were naturally not worried.

In the western desert, the entire area is full of Buddhists. Even if other inheritances can enter, it is difficult to become the mainstream. They will be secretly repelled until they disappear. Temples can be seen everywhere here, like lotus flowers everywhere.

Li Yu and the old Taoist crossed from the Eastern Desolation and entered this vast land. Although it is called the Western Desert, it is not full of golden sand and barren desert.

There are mountains and water here, and there are many deserts, but not all of them. There are large areas of fertile soil, vast mountains and rivers, and there is no lack of aura and grand scenery.

"Every corner is full of wish power, so majestic, the successor of Amitabha Buddha."

As soon as he arrived, Li Yu had a feeling. This land is very unusual. Unlike the other four domains, there is an extremely pure power flowing. Although it is subtle, it really exists.

This is the power of vows, which flows through the whole world; if you recite the name of Amitabha Buddha here, you will be blessed, and the power of vows will flow out, and it is hard to say how majestic it is after countless years of blessings Qing.

In the western desert, the essence of heaven and earth is not as good as in Zhongzhou, and there are not so many ancestral veins and spiritual energy overflowing from the earth, but there is a kind of purest vow power permeating, which is related to Amitabha Buddha, which can be called the essence and a unique sight.

They walked along the way and saw a lot of temples, all of which were quiet and peaceful. The more places there were, the more the power of vows flowed, until it was like a great river.

In the distance, the bells of the ancient temple are lingering, which can purify people's souls and shake people's minds.

Li Yu's heart was like a knife, and he directly cut off these complicated thoughts, and turned to look at the temple. The word "Alan" was engraved on the plaque, which has been precipitated for a period of time.

Alan Ancient Temple, this is a temple with a long history, and I don’t know how many thousands of years it has existed. The temple collapsed and was repaired, and the incense has always been burning.

According to legend, this is one of the Buddhist holy temples, where Amitabha Buddha once stopped to talk, and it has become a place of pilgrimage for this reason.

"This ancient temple is very famous, and you should be able to find out about it after exploring the Ahan Temple here."

Li Yu stepped forward and walked towards this ancient temple. After all, they were not monks from the West Desert. They had no way of understanding the various aspects of the Ahan Temple, so they needed to find a special person to inquire.

In front of the ancient temple, there are many people who burn incense. They worship earnestly, and the smoke curls up, full of Buddha nature, permeating this ancient land, and their vows are strong.

When he went deep, he realized that there are many palaces here, which are far bigger and magnificent than what the outside world has seen.

In the deepest part of the temple, several old monks sat cross-legged in the ancient temple, bathed in the Buddha's radiance, and their treasures were solemn and motionless.

Swish!
At this time, with the arrival of Li Yu, several old monks opened their eyes, as if they could break through the layers of temples, and saw him. It is only Buddha's light, nothing else.

"Amitabha, the donor has the true root of wisdom, which is rare in ancient times. It is a predestined relationship to see the true nature of my Buddha. But if you don't practice Buddhism, it is difficult to reconcile your vows. It is better not to stay for a long time, and you will be easily influenced."

An old monk's voice came, with solemnity and kindness.

Li Yu smiled, and inquired about the Ahan Temple, and found that this temple is also related to the most basic scriptures of Buddhism, the Ahan Sutra, which is the Buddha's foundation method.

The waters of Buddhism are very deep. Although Amitabha Buddha is respected together, there are also many schools, and the teachings have conflicts in the process of evolution.

"Amitabha, if the donor wants to find the real Ahan Temple in the past, it may be difficult. It was completely destroyed [-] years ago because of a mutation; Adjacent."

The old monk was very kind and told the news truthfully without hiding it.

He practices Buddhism, sees his nature clearly, has a unique sense of softness and compassion, and the aura in the back of his head is very pure, free from distracting thoughts. This is a true practitioner.

Li Yu thanked him, burned another stick of incense in front of the temple, and prepared to leave.

"Almsgiver, I have one more thing to say, please keep it in mind; although the Ahan Temple has been rebuilt, it is no longer the believers of the past. went."

Before leaving, the old monk reminded me that the Ahan Temple is now the site of Mount Sumeru, and the teachings have changed drastically, and it is very exclusive, so we must be careful.

Li Yu's heart moved when he heard the words, and there was an inexplicable turmoil. Could it be that the monks on Mount Sumeru also discovered the secret of the Nirvana Sutra?
The purpose of rebuilding the Ahan Temple and taking over the management is to find out the complete Supreme Heavenly Art of the past.

Without staying too long, he headed directly towards the Ayu Plateau, which is deep in the Western Desert and not too far away from Mount Sumeru.

Galloping all the way, they went deep into the hinterland of the Western Desert, and saw an ancient city on the Ayu Plateau, which was very huge and magnificent.

The radiance of Buddha nature rises one after another, and the power of vows flies in all directions. When they gather together, they can be said to be radiant. Others cannot see them, but the two who are proficient in the art of earth masters can clearly feel them.

This is a piece of immeasurable light, almost penetrating the heaven and the earth. The light and rain gather thousands of feet. It has an immortal aura, which is very sacred and pure. It is the unique power of faith in Ximo.

The power of the entire Western Desert does not originate from a single person, but from the pure thought power of hundreds of millions of creatures throughout the ages, which has been continuously accumulated and sublimated.

The newly built Ahan Temple is behind this huge city, but the incense is far less than before, and there is almost no one there.

"Asyu Plateau, it is rumored that in the past, an eminent monk who attained Taoism sat down here and improved the environment of this heaven and earth by incarnation, making this place a wonderful land."

The old Taoist looked at this verdant and lush plateau, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion. This is always the case in the world. A group will not be all black, nor will it be all white. There are hypocrites in Buddhism, and naturally there are true masters.

But as they traveled westward all the way to this point, they were getting closer and closer to Mount Sumeru.

Mount Sumeru, a majestic name, is the supreme fairyland of Buddhism. There are too many legends about it, leaving endless mysteries in the world.

This oldest fairy mountain is not only famous in the Big Dipper Starfield, but also has endless legends in other ancient starfields. It represents the foundation of Buddhism and is of great significance.

"Ahan Temple, the clues of the Nirvana Sutra point to the original Ahan Temple. I don't know how to rebuild it."

Li Yu pondered, and decided to give it a try, and if it didn't work, he would go and find out where the ruins are.

Under the sun, the clouds and mist are misty, the ancient temple is magnificent, simple and grand, very spectacular, like an immortal fairy tower, the tiles and ridges are dyed with a layer of holy brilliance.

The monk guarding the gate smiled and whispered the Buddha's name to tell them that people from outside regions have to pay Origin Stones to enter, but people from Western Desert do not need to do so if they have a predestined relationship with the Buddha.

"Mt. Sumeru is really different."

Li Yu smiled inexplicably, took out the source stone and gave it to the monk, and then entered the reconstructed Ahan Ancient Temple.

He searched all the way, activating the imprint of the original octave in his body, his whole body looked solemn, and finally felt a echo in the center of the hall.

Seeing him stop, the monk who led the way also stopped, inexplicably felt that the person in front of him had a high level of cultivation, which gave him a sense of solemnity as if he was directly facing the statue of Buddha.

"This Buddha statue was brought out from the real ruins of the ancient Ahan Temple. It is the great sage who has been enshrined in the past, and is the third disciple of the Buddha."

He was also clever when he arrived. Seeing that Li Yu was staring at a Buddha in the main hall, he introduced it. It was brought out from the real ancient Ahan temple in the past.

It's just that Li Yu's expression was a little strange, because he found that the big Buddha of the ancient Ahan Temple had been moved to one side, and the Buddha statue of Mount Sumeru was enshrined in the center.

This is indeed a bit hard to say. The Ahan Temple was rebuilt, but the Buddha of Mount Sumeru was worshiped, and the original Buddha statue was moved aside. It felt like selling dog meat.

"Oh? A visitor from an affair came to our temple to look at the Buddha statues in the Ahan Ancient Temple?"

In the depths of the temple, an old monk sitting cross-legged heard the report from the side, and opened his eyes involuntarily, showing surprise.

How many years have passed since the ancient Ahan Temple has been destroyed, why are there still visitors from other regions to observe it?
"Perhaps it has something to do with the great demon that was mentioned on Mount Sumeru recently. He has taken away the original octave, so he must come to West Desert for a trip."

At the side, a young monk in a moon-white monk's robe spoke, and mentioned the recent changes on Mount Sumeru.

"Unless the big devil is an ancient sage, it's impossible to come to West Desert so soon. It's probably a coincidence, but we can't relax and pay attention to them all the time."

The old monk shook his head. The Eastern Wilderness is so far away from the Western Desert, and there is a Zhongzhou in between. Unless it is an ancient sage, no one can come here so quickly.

However, he was very concerned about the ancient Buddha statues in Ahan Temple that people recognized at a glance, because it was related to the Nirvana Sutra of the West Desert in the past.

However, it faded away with the demise of the Ahan Temple, and only a few scriptures have been handed down, which are not complete.

The disciples of Sumeru Mountain also had the idea of ​​planning to rebuild the Ahan Temple, but they needed a righteous name.

On the other side, the imprint of the original octave in Li Yu's body trembled. He quietly watched the posture of the Buddha in Ahan Temple, gradually changing.

This Buddha statue is actually changing, its posture is different every breath, as if it is alive, and it is performing something.

The postures turned into runes again, leaping and undulating in the void, flickering, and connected into a figure, with both hands forming the seal of enlightenment, and a compassionate smile on the face.

"The inheritance of Ahan Temple is actually the Nirvana Sutra of the Supreme Heavenly Art of Ximo?"

To Li Yu's surprise, the real secret lies in this statue of Buddha. No wonder the monks of Mount Sumeru wanted to bring back this statue of Buddha despite nothing else. Inheritance of scriptures.

And the imprint of the third tone without the original octave naturally cannot touch this inheritance, but the founders back then probably did not expect that the Ahan Temple would perish due to a mutation, even the octave was lost, and it was never passed down .

Up to now, they have been occupied by the doves of the Mount Sumeru sect, offering their own Buddha, and throwing it aside. If it weren't for the Nirvana Sutra, I'm afraid they wouldn't have kept it.

At this time, the Buddha shadow became more and more solid, and it was resonating with the original octave, slowly emitting light, and then it cracked, split in two, and a smaller golden Buddha fell out, turning into A scroll of scriptures flew towards Li Yu.

"The Buddha statue is cracked?!"

The monk leading the way was shocked, how could such a change happen?

He hastily sent a message to the old monk in the depths, and such a change was beyond his ability to handle.

"The Buddha statue is cracked? Not good! He wants to take away the Nirvana Sutra!"

The old monk stood up suddenly, his eyes shot brightly, and he was very excited.

"My West Desert's Supreme Heavenly Art has finally come to this world, how can people from other regions steal it? Destroying the Buddha statues in my temple, you can't just leave so easily."

The young monk on the side laughed loudly, and directly buckled a hat, intending to cut off the Nirvana Sutra.

They brought back the Ahan Buddha statue, rebuilt the Ahan Temple, and even stationed here all the time, because of this scripture. Now that it is alive, how can they just sit back and watch it fall into the hands of people from outside the domain?
The old monk took two steps, then burst into laughter, soared into the air, and rushed directly to the main hall, the Nirvana Sutra cannot be missed.

However, the young monk's eyes flickered slightly, and he did not leave in a hurry, and pretended to be on the sidelines.

In the main hall, Li Yu didn't care about the monk who led the way, but carefully looked at the scriptures in his hand.

This is a yellowed ancient scroll. It is hard to tell what kind of material it is. It looks like animal skin and ancient cloth. At first glance, it looks like an ancient relic from a long time ago.

There are two words on the opening book: Nirvana.

"Nirvana Sutra, if the people who set up the temple see the current miserable scene, I am afraid that the Vajra will glare and punish them."

Li Yu glanced at the statue of Mount Sumeru who had stolen the enshrined place, and shook his head. The struggle within Buddhism is also so fierce, and it is far from the pure land that the world thinks.

Looking through the scriptures, there are many ancient characters on the yellowed ancient scroll, densely packed, about thousands of words, explaining the mysteries of life and death, and explaining the mysteries of rebirth, it is very difficult for people to fully understand.

"The Nirvana Sutra is really the Nirvana Sutra."

The guiding monk on the side was overjoyed, and greed was also revealed in his eyes.

Li Yu touched the imprint of the original octave, concentrating on comprehension, and blending with the ancient scroll Buddha's light.

All of a sudden, the sound of Zen singing sounded, and spread melodiously among the temples. It was extremely mysterious, and there was a mysterious air mechanism circulating, which possessed the mysteries of heaven and earth, mysterious and mysterious.

The human king's body is resplendent, with both the majesty of a god and the unique majesty of a king, as if sitting cross-legged in the nine heavens, overlooking the world.

"Amitabha, what is the meaning of the donor coming here to destroy the Buddha statues in our temple and steal the heavenly skills from our temple?"

At this moment, an old monk came flying up, put on two big hats as soon as he landed, and pointed directly at the Nirvana Sutra.

The guiding monk on the side also turned his eyes, and shouted, "This person wants to take my temple's heavenly power by force, and I can't stop him with my low strength. Please also host it!"

Li Yu looked at them quietly, and suddenly understood the meaning of the words of the old monks in Alan Ancient Temple.

It becomes not doctrine, but human heart.

The Buddha conquered the heavens and the earth, and melted all the misery in the world, but he couldn't overcome the hearts of the people, and he couldn't get through this long world of mortals.

"This is the scripture of the Ahan Temple. What does it have to do with you, Mount Sumeru? You dare to steal the place of enshrining and neglect the righteous master, but now you are robbing and robbing in the name of righteousness. Facing Does this Buddha statue have no shame in its heart?"

He stared at the old monk, feeling inexplicably sad for Ahan Temple, who will be used after his death.

"Amitabha, it's useless to talk too much. You destroy Buddha statues and steal scriptures. The pure land of Buddhism can't bear the shadow of swords and swords. I hope the donor will make his own decision."

The old monk's face remained unchanged, he firmly bit the destroyed Buddha statue and the Nirvana Sutra, and made up his mind to keep it.

"Wrong, it's not swords and swords, but blood flowing like rivers."

Li Yu's gaze became colder, and silvery white flames rose from his body, turning into swords clanging in the sky.

"Amitabha, you need to know how to let go in life. The almsgiver left scriptures and handed over the source stone for building this Buddha statue. Just turn around and leave."

The old monk put his hands together and said, showing compassion, but it was inexplicably annoying.

"Having said so much, don't you want the Nirvana Sutra in my hand? Greed is causing trouble, and you are worthy of being called a Buddhist practitioner and the abbot of this temple?"

Li Yu didn't bother to talk nonsense, so he directly approached him with big strides. He was going to leave today and see who could stop him.

"Amitabha, good, good, the benefactor is too hostile, you need to cultivate your mind, and you should know how to let go."

The old monk persuaded, with a benevolent face, he directly blocked the exit of the temple, and the surrounding monks gathered to surround the place.

"The hypocrisy is downright, you should be punished!"

Li Yu put away the Nirvana Sutra, and made up his mind to make a big killing here. This kind of hypocrisy is more abominable than a real villain.

"If you can stop the war with killing and make the world peaceful, the old monk is willing to be a sinner, even if his hands are bloody. Amitabha, I will first confess my sins to the Buddha."

The old monk kept on calling, and he hit him with a clap of his big hand, and he was the first to attack.

"Things that don't know how to live and die, smash you crooked demons and evil ways today!"

Li Yu scolded coldly, his vitality was surging, his blood energy surged like a sea, and the vastness was like a vast ocean, sweeping behind him, drowning the big hands that hit him.

He flew out, raised his fist and blasted forward, coercing nine heavens and ten earths, flying all over his body in white clothes, he was out of the world, his eyes were as sharp as heavenly knives.

This didn't look like a young man at all, but rather like an unrivaled overlord, with a fist that shook all directions, his blood was frightened, and he raised his hand and crushed the Buddha's hand, which made the whole temple rumble like thunder.

"Subduing the devil!"

The old monk let out a loud roar, and threw out a magic subduing pestle, which shone golden light, enlarged hundreds of feet and suppressed it, like a small hill, extremely heavy.

"roll!"

Li Yu opened his fists wide and closed, raised his hands and raised his feet to lift up mountains, and the straight-hitting subduing magic pestle wailed, and the Buddhist magic weapon couldn't bear it.

boom!He punched violently, the whole body of the pestle exploded, and was split in two on the spot. The strong wind tore through the temple, shaking the old monk staggeringly, showing a look of shock.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk roared loudly, his golden body shook like a lion, making a sound like a landslide and tsunami.

The seal of Buddhism, the seal of the fearless lion!

With a bang, he turned into a divine lion, and with a loud roar, the mountains and mountains all around trembled, and the profound magic seal was shot, which collided with the monstrous white flame drama set off by Li Yu.

The two fought physically, directly overturning the roof of the palace, smashing it into pieces, and cracking like rain.

puff!
Li Yu crushed strongly, his body's blood pressure covered the sky, and he punched to the flesh. The old monk coughed up blood, flew upside down, and was blown away in the shape of a lion.

The indestructible body of the Buddhist vajra can't stop the attack of the human king's physical body, which is not enough to watch.

Boom!When he caught up with him, he kicked the old monk hundreds of feet away, breaking one of his arm bones.

"Your Majesty!"

Li Yu grabbed the old monk, swept his legs directly, broke his legs, and knelt down in front of the Buddha statue in Ahan Temple, bleeding profusely.

The surrounding congregation were terrified, they didn't expect the presiding officer to be beaten so miserably that he even knelt in front of the Buddha statue in Ahan Temple.

"Young man, you have to calm down, don't kill me! I came here to guard under the will of Mount Sumeru. If you kill me, there will be no room for you in the entire Western Desert!"

The old monk's face was distorted, and his will to survive was extremely strong. Even if he knelt here, he still had to finish his sentence.

"How about Ximo, what does it have to do with me?"

Li Yu sneered, raised his hand and crushed it, like a big millstone, completely crushing the old monk's body.

"what!!!"

He only had time to utter the last loud cry before his body exploded into a cloud of blood and knelt to death in front of the Buddha statue in Ahan Temple.

"The host was killed! He knelt and died in front of the Buddha statue in Ahan Temple!"

The monks were terrified and fled in a panic, especially the previous monk who led the way was trembling and crawling, trying to break free.

But seeing Li Yu looking back, with a flick of his fingers, a stream of light flew out, piercing through his head, and the whole thing was blown to pieces, annihilated into ashes every inch.

"Amitabha, the benefactor has done this to slaughter the monks. Although I am here as a guest, I have no choice but to do so. I will bring this volume of scriptures back to Mount Sumeru with my own hands."

It wasn't until the two fell that the young monk behind him appeared, wearing a moon-white monk robe, looking supernatural, but with a faint smile on his face.

Without these two people, it would be better for him. The credit for the Nirvana Sutra and the credit for subduing demons are all his.

"You are very confident? You didn't even choose to escape. Your courage is commendable."

Li Yu's fist was shaken, and the blood stains dispersed. He looked at the young monk in surprise.

It's really interesting to watch the old monk fall and not make a move until this time.

It's just that there is another person kneeling down in front of the Buddha statue in Ahan Temple.

"Amitabha, I am one of the eighteen disciples of Mount Sumeru, and the tenth Buddha's circle center. I should subdue demons and subdue demons. The donor should hand over the scriptures."

The tenth Buddha smiled lightly, his moon white gown fluttered, and he was very confident.

　I have something to do in the afternoon, so I will have more in the morning, [-] chapters, and [-] chapters in the afternoon, which is the same as usual. point.

　　
　
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