The little monk returns to the vulgar

Chapter 336

Dazhou, the capital city, Qiandeng River.

Daoran stood on the shore, looking at the prosperity in front of him from afar.

The former place of fireworks has now become the most affluent place in the capital.

The old has something to depend on, the young has something to support, as long as you are willing to do things, you can eat enough to go to school.There may be differences between upper and lower here, as well as class differences, but at least for the time being they are well-fed.

The manor on both sides of the Qiandeng River has also become a place that all the people want to go, second only to being an official.

Daoran looked at the distance in a daze, and the short and thin black-skinned Bodhisattva Tiradada appeared behind him.

Daoran turned around and said to Tiradada, "Amitabha, Bodhisattva, are you back?"

Tirodado said to Daoran: "Everything is within your calculations. There are no more monks in Dazhou, and the Liao Kingdom will surely decline after this battle. Dazhou can successfully swallow the entire Liao Kingdom, and its national strength will surely grow day by day. You are a great hero in this battle, you only need one sentence, and it is easy for all the people in the world to believe in Buddhism."

Daoran said: "The Bodhisattva has misunderstood, I am not going to forcefully promote the Dharma. The world can be less oppressed by practitioners, and everyone has enough food and clothing. What does it matter if it is a Buddhist country?"

Tirodado said with emotion: "Okay, you really deserve to be the one who is fighting between the Buddha and the devil. You won this game. However, your own mana has also been banned. It is too much to pay. point."

Tirodado could tell that Daoran didn't have any mana in him now, just like a mortal.

Daoran nodded and said: "There is no such thing as the best of both worlds. If you want to extract all the mana of a monk in a short period of time, then you have to use myself as the standard. Only when I can't resist can this plan be perfectly implemented." It's a pity that it is useless to Bodhisattvas who have already cultivated to attainment status."

Tirodado grinned, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth.

"Yes, this trick is useless to me after all, which is why I will come again. Now it seems that I have not completely lost."

"The Bodhisattva is going to kill me?" Daoran asked.

Tirodado said in a serious tone: "Of course, I thought about killing you before, but you have great magic power. If you delay for a while, the Buddhas of Lingshan will definitely intervene. Now I want to kill you just in a flash. From my point of view, I can lose this bet, but I will never allow you to succeed in cultivation, and the Buddhist sect must never have more Buddhas like you. Of course, I, Tirodado, are your foreign demons. I can send you to reincarnation."

"Bodhisattva, are you not afraid of the Buddhas in Lingshan now?"

"You don't need to delay, one day in the sky and one year on the earth, even if your master comes from Lingshan now, it will be too late. But I admire you very much, and I can give you a chance to leave your last words." Tirodado said confidently .

Daoran was not flustered, and still said calmly: "The Bodhisattva's previous divination seems to have reached this point. It's just that if you kill me, it will break the rules of this game. I'm afraid your end will not be the same. Great."

"Losing so ugly, my lord would not have given me a chance to live. Because of this, I am not afraid of breaking any rules. For the sake of my Demon Sect, you must not become a Buddha, even if you want to be my soul All destroyed, but also to stop you."

Tirodado spoke very earnestly, his whole body's mana was condensed but not released.

He wanted to kill Dao Ran in an instant, and then send his soul into reincarnation.

The opportunity to achieve true fruition is very precious to any practitioner. After a lifetime, it will be a hundred times more difficult to practice again.Even if Fahai can find Daoran again, Daoran in his next life may not have the wisdom and awareness he has today.

"Amitabha, Bodhisattva's determination is indeed admirable. However, Bodhisattva, you are still late. Yesterday was my 20th birthday."

"Birthday, so what? At the age of 20, you can drive a demon Bodhisattva to death together, and you can turn the world into a Buddhist kingdom on earth. This is really amazing, but now you are just a mortal..."

Daoran interrupted suddenly: "Why not a Bodhisattva?"

Tirodado frowned strangely, and said to him: "Your array design is indeed exquisite, but it still can't affect me."

Daoran nodded and said, "It is true that the creations built by mortals are meaningless to you Bodhisattva. But what if it is the means of a saint?"

Tirodado sneered and said, "Saint? What are you kidding? The saint has already jumped out of the Three Realms, and no one cares about the affairs of immortals. If the saint takes action, the Buddha and the devil will not be able to fight at all."

Daoran repeated: "I told you, yesterday was my 20th birthday."

Tirodado didn't know what Daoran meant, but he quickly understood the meaning of this sentence.

Countless golden lights descended from the sky and landed on Tirodado.

These golden lights have no lethal power, but they are like the blade of time, cutting off all the mana that Tirodado has gained through penance for many years.

"This... this is... Hunyuan Jindou!"

Tirodado was beyond shocked. Hunyuan Jindou was the treasure that appeared in the battle of the Conferred Gods. Under the saints, as long as they are cut by this magic weapon, they will all lose their cultivation and become mortals.

This is not just as simple as extracting mana. The mana dissipates, but the realm is still there. As long as you leave Dazhou, you can practice again.

However, the cultivation base of Hunyuan Jindou's elimination is to eliminate your own perception realm together. If you want to start all over again, you can only meditate and practice Qi again, and cultivate back little by little.

At this time, Tirodado had become an ugly boy, and he no longer looked like a Bodhisattva of the Demon Gate.

Daoran looked at Tirodado, whose momentum was rapidly declining, and said to him: "Didn't you think of this? If the big formation is only useful for ordinary practitioners, wait until tomorrow the heavenly court will send an immortal to demolish these towers." , then what's the point of my actions?"

Tirodado said in shock: "Your formation not only bans mortals from practicing, but even strips the jurisdiction of heaven?! What is the difference between you and rebellion?"

"What's the difference between being oppressed by mortal monks and being oppressed by the gods in the sky? I have integrated the Hunyuan Jindou with the big formation, and the power of Fengshui and earth veins in Dazhou will continuously deliver mana to this magic weapon , Whether it is a mortal monk or a god in the sky, if they enter the range of the formation, their cultivation will be cut off and they will become mortals.

"This is what I want to do, to return the right to choose fate to mortals, instead of becoming a toy of the gods and Buddhas of the gods. During the Great Week, the gods and gods avoid it."

Tirodado asked: "What's the point of this? How long can the formation you create last, a hundred years, a thousand years? Even if it is 1 years, the formation will eventually decay, and the heavens will naturally settle accounts with mortals."

Daoran said frankly: "If mortals can't move mountains and fill seas with their own wisdom in 1 years, then maybe they are destined to die like this. And in these [-] years, maybe I was born in this world. s reason."

At this moment, a hearty voice came from the sky: "You are indeed my apprentice, Daoran, I am here to pick you up to Lingshan as a teacher."

(End of this chapter)