The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 944 Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty!

According to the records in the classics of the Demon Sect, as well as the investigation of various traces inside, it can be roughly concluded that there are how many demons, elders, and disciples in the Demon Sect.

After checking, the demons attacked the middle land, the victorious results of the major immortal sects... plus the huge demon formation drawn by Su Ting, the twelve demon masters, more than a thousand elders, and tens of thousands of demons who were beheaded by Jiang Baijian by the Nantian God .

The integration of all the numbers is roughly equivalent to the entire Demon Sect.

That is to say, it can be generally concluded that, except Su Guan'er, the suzerain of the Demon Dao, all the Demon Venerables, many elders, and the disciples of the Demon Sect have almost all obeyed the law.

Of the vast demon sect, only Su Guan'er survived.

"Have you really ruined the entire Demon Sect?"

Su Ting took a deep breath. Although he had already guessed this way, he was still surprised when it was confirmed.

Su Guan'er founded the Demon Sect. For thousands of years, he hid it very deeply and was extremely cautious. This time, he really didn't keep a single bit of it.

Now that the entire Demon Sect has been destroyed, in the eyes of all sects and clans in Central Earth, Zhengdao has crushed the Demon Sect's plot.

But Su Ting understands that Su Guan'er, who founded the Demon Sect and survived for thousands of years, is definitely not such an easy person to deal with. Since he can destroy all the Demon Sects created by thousands of years of hard work, he has full confidence.

Su Guan'er has now entered the Middle Earth, and I am afraid that he is not far away from success.

What kind of plot does Su Guan'er have, which is more important than the Demon Sect created by his thousand years of painstaking efforts?

"You don't even know Su Guan'er's plot, how can you stop Su Guan'er from doing things?"

Su Ting cursed secretly, and said: "The conspiracy that is more important than the entire Demon Sect is absolutely extraordinary, and the Heavenly Court will definitely think of this. Why hasn't the Emperor sent me a helper?"

He couldn't figure out how to think about this.

The emperor must know that the plan of the devil must be huge, but he didn't send him a helper.

Even though he believed in Su's ability, it was impossible to hand over all such important matters to him, Su Ting, and let him smash the plot of Su Guan'er, the leader of the Demon Sect, by himself.

"It's really weird."

"The Emperor of Heaven left me here alone, what exactly is he planning?"

Su Ting frowned.

However, at this moment, the badge on his waist flickered again.

This piece of news came from Yuanfeng Mountain.

This is what Yuanfengshan taught.

Su Ting opened the token, and he was relieved.

He was afraid that there would be some major change in Yuanfengshan's head teacher.

Right now, it seems that the capital city of Dazhou is located. The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty at Nanshan Temple came out of the retreat, and realized that the day of his death was approaching, so he called a large number of believers to open an altar to teach the Dharma today.

"If you can't retreat, you won't succeed. Why are you going to die in a blink of an eye?"

Su Ting was speechless when he thought of the monk he saw at that time.

In his impression, that Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty had a high level of cultivation, a scheming mind, and a strong wrist, especially better than the Great Zhou Guoshi.

Moreover, the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty is quite young.

Su Ting never thought that he was already exhausted.

"Teaching the Fa before dying? What do you want to do?"

In the past, before the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss in the Western Paradise, Su Ting exchanged a magic mask in front of Baishizhi Bodhisattva for the Dragon Elephant Yuanzhu.

Afterwards, he promised Baishi Zhida Bodhisattva to use the Buddhist Dharma Mirror to illuminate the Dharma King of the world.

After returning to the Heavenly Court, because Ge Zhengxuan became a true immortal, his heart was shocked, so he retreated for more than ten years, until this time, he came from the lower realm.

Originally thinking that there was no time limit for Bai Shizhi Bodhisattva's confession, Su Ting was not in a hurry. After all, the generation of immortal gods and Buddhas has infinite lifespan, and the time is relatively short... Even if it is The Dharma king of the Ming Dynasty is also a figure comparable to a Taoist half-immortal, but his life span is not long.

Unexpectedly, the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty was going to die this time.

"If the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty dies, wouldn't I have to renege on my promise?"

Su Ting drove the cloud light and headed towards the capital of Da Zhou.

As a fairy god, he escapes light very quickly and arrives suddenly.

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The capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty is located.

In the past, the imperial court relied on the Taoist Si Tianjian.

Later, the first emperor began to rely heavily on the Buddhist Nanshan Temple.

When the new emperor came to the throne, he attached great importance to Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple, maintaining a balance and paying equal attention to both sides. It has been many years.

Si Tianjian and Nanshan Temple are mostly hostile in the capital.

This time, the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty in Nanshan Temple, due to his wrong practice, is approaching the day of death, making Nanshan Temple and countless Buddhist disciples feel sad and disappointed.However, Si Tianjian was quite happy, he only had to beat the gongs and drums, as for the Grand Master of Zhou, he didn't stop it either, which showed that he was actually somewhat happy about the death of the Dharma King in the Ming Dynasty.

"arrive."

Su Ting stood high in the sky, the sky eye appeared on his forehead, and he scanned it once.

With his celestial eyes, it is no less than the celestial eyes of any person like Daoxuan Xianweng.

Under normal circumstances, unless Su Guan'er was hiding somewhere, tried his best to restrain himself, and remained motionless, it would be difficult to escape his heavenly eyes.

He scanned it all over, but he didn't find any demonic energy in the capital, but he saw the gloom and gloom of Nanshan Temple, and the joy and encouragement of Si Tianjian.

As for the open space in front of the Nanshan Temple, there are already more than a thousand Buddhist disciples sitting cross-legged, listening to the lecture quietly.

The Dharma king of the Ming Dynasty is located in front, facing more than a thousand Buddhist disciples, reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, the words are like pearls, clear and clear, and imprinted in the heart, making people suddenly enlightened.

Many Buddhist disciples were fascinated by hearing it, and immersed themselves in the Buddhist scriptures.

Su Ting listened for a long time in the sky. Although he is an immortal from the Taoist sect, he also heard a lot of mysteries about the Zen music of the Buddhist sect. He nodded slightly and said to himself: "No wonder the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty wants to try to cultivate the golden body of the Buddhist sect. , His comprehension at certain levels is indeed not shallow...It's a pity that there are still places that are not smooth enough, and his whole life of practice will eventually come to nothing."

With the Buddhist attainments of the Dharma kings of the Ming Dynasty, if they can be polished in meditation, after three to five years, they will settle down, and maybe they can become a golden body.

It's a pity that he didn't know why at the beginning, he was a little anxious, and failed to cultivate into a golden body, but hurt his foundation, and now the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

One wrong step, and everything is lost.

The eminent Buddhist monk with clear eyebrows and gentle voice back then is now very old, his breath is sluggish, and he ages much faster than ordinary people... His voice is weak, and it is all based on Buddhist attainments, propping up what he said, turning into The sound of Zen, although the sound entered the ears and imprinted in the heart, it became weaker and weaker.

At this moment, Dharma King Ming Shi took a breath and stopped teaching the Fa.

The two old monks behind him hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Many Buddhist disciples are still immersed in the scriptures.

But there are also many, who suddenly heard this, the Zen sound in front of them was cut off, they couldn't help waking up, and seeing the Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty so weak, all of them had complicated expressions, most of them were worried.

"It's okay."

The Dharma King of the Ming Dynasty gasped, and said: "Everything has a destiny. It is a destiny that a poor monk cannot cultivate into a golden body. It is also a destiny. Today's extinction is also a destiny... The sun rises and the sunset, fate gathers and fate disperses. There is always an end. I only hope for the remaining time , to teach the Dharma for you, clear away the fog, and increase your practice."

He patted the palm of the old monk beside him, and was about to continue talking.

However, at this moment, a sound was suddenly heard in the ear.

"Ming Dynasty Dharma King."

(End of this chapter)