The demon boy Nezha offers me incense, and I teach you the secret of burning with strange fire.

Chapter 127 There is no more Western religion in the world!
Jin Chanzi pinched his fingers, shaped like an orchid, and recited the scriptures passed down by the two saints Jie Yin and Zhunti, hoping to use this to kill the word "fire" left in the soul.

However, Daohen belongs to the holy way alone, and no creature under the saint has ever realized it.

In the hands of the founder, it was too powerful.

Jin Chanzi's physical body, soul, and even the saint's scriptures he recited became the fuel of the 'fire', gradually devouring everything he had!
"Ah!" Jin Chanzi screamed in pain, the nine scars on his head flickered, and the halo behind his head began to burn.

While struggling, he decisively raised his two fingers and thrust them straight into his eyes!

Not only did it penetrate the human eye, it also killed one's own spiritual consciousness!
He completely lost his sense of sight!

With this, he finally lost sight of the word 'fire' and fell weakly on the stone steps, breathing heavily.

And in front of him, Nezha's understanding of fire became more profound.

The fire characters in the void became bright and magical.

The six-character mantra that had been blessed by the Great Dao of Duhua suddenly erupted in bursts of green smoke!

If the saints don't come out, even if they leave the mantra behind, they can't display the true meaning of Taoism, and they can't resist Nezha at this time!
The word "fire" flies into the sky and burns the six words of the saint.

After a hundred breaths of time passed, all the six words Om Mani Padme Hum disappeared into blue smoke, and the seal was suddenly released.

Nezha escaped from the trap, the fire power shook the sky!
In one breath and one breath, he explains the true meaning of the ancient fire!

He looked at Jin Chanzi who fell to the ground not far ahead. Just as he was about to raise his gun to kill him, the Roaring Sky Dog roared down from above!

Passing by Nezha, he casually grabbed an arm and shouted:

"Big Brother! Let's go!"

"It's going to happen!"

Nezha knew very well that Roaring Sky Dog wouldn't be like this if it hadn't sensed danger or done something that frightened it.

To make the roaring dog feel dangerous, it must involve the realm of saints.

Or the roaring dog is afraid of what he has done. It must be the same as digging into the saint's lair!

He left a message to fight again next time, turned into a cloud of fire and left quickly.

From the prehistoric sky, the saint and the saint Zhunti were led out of the Zixiao Palace.

The two saints looked overjoyed, imagining the beauty of the great prosperity of the West after their journey to the west, and the two of them repaying their merits to heaven.

Flying over Lingshan Mountain, the smile on the corners of Jie Yin and Zhunti's lips suddenly turned cold.

Looking at the fire burning up and down the Lingshan Mountain, the corners of the Second Saint's eyes were extremely gloomy.

Zhunti waved his cassock, and the strong wind howled and swept through every corner of Lingshan, but half of the flames still did not dissipate.

"Huh?" Zhunti said softly.

"Dao Hen? The fire in Lingshan turned out to be Dao Hen. Which saint would come to Lingshan and set fire to it?"

He waved it again, sweeping away the flames and dispersing the black smoke in the sky.

Lingshan, which was already not wealthy, was even more dilapidated, with traces of fire burning everywhere.

These scorched black marks were left by the path of fire and were difficult to erase. It required his two saints to baptize them with the power of a saint, which took a period of time.

When Zhunti was about to question the Western believers, he suddenly saw Jin Chanzi lying on the stone steps.

The two saints Jieyin and Zhunti came to the top of Jin Chanzi in an instant and asked:
"Jin Chanzi! What happened to Lingshan!"

"Why did you let the fire ignite and burn down the spiritual mountain!"

The Second Saint's voice was cold and he didn't care at all about Jin Chanzi's injuries.

Jin Chanzi lowered his head in shame: "Master, uncle, this disciple is incompetent!"

"A child from the tribe forced his way into Lingshan Mountain with a black dog demon. That child's talent has been unseen for hundreds of millions of years!"

"Burn the swastika talisman, kill thousands of disciples, and extinguish the assistant teacher of Ran Deng!"

"In the quasi-sage realm, he understood his true meaning, broke the six-character mantra, burned the eyes of his disciples, and walked away."

Jie Yin and Zhunti looked at each other with solemn brows.

The quasi-sage realizes the true meaning and releases the Dao Mark, something their brothers and sisters have never heard of! None of the saint's disciples have ever heard of a disciple with such talent, a mere human child?
Fundraising.

The two saints were shocked and blurted out: "Li Wuliang!"

Zhunti said: "Brother, that child must be Li Wuliang's disciple! With his power, it is reasonable to cultivate such a disciple."

Jieyin's face was gloomy: "Why do his disciples want to go to Lingshan Mountain to show off their power?"

The conversation changed and he became anxious: "Golden Chanzi, Twelfth Grade Golden Lotus of Merit"

Jin Chanzi vowed: "Master, don't worry, although this disciple is defeated, he will still fight with that child for a long time!"

"He has never been to the top of the mountain. That black dog demon disappeared for a while."

Zhunti waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, maybe it's just a dog demon that rose up on the road as a child and was subdued. It can cause some trouble."

"This damn Li Wuliang is so arrogant! He actually entered my dojo!"

"Infuriating! Hateful! One day, Dao Ancestor will take action and make him die!"

At this time, Zhunti was like a child who couldn't beat the opponent, so he could only secretly draw circles and curses at home.

Jieyin's heart suddenly sank, and he felt that something was wrong.

Feeling uneasy, he flew toward the top of Lingshan Mountain. Only when he saw with his own eyes that the Golden Lotus of Merit was safe could he feel relieved.

Seeing this, Zhunti followed.

"Senior brother, please rest assured. We have set up many restrictions that cannot be broken by saints. Although Lingshan has become dilapidated, the foundation of the two of us is still there."

"After the calamity is over, the Golden Lotus of Merit will be added a few more grades!"

The Second Saint floated up, completely ignoring Jin Chanzi whose eyes were bleeding.

After a few breaths.

The two saints were led and led to the temple where the golden lotus of merit was placed on the top of the mountain.

When they saw the open temple door, they were stunned and had a bad premonition.

Stepping into the temple, looking at the empty room with no money and no potted plants, the Second Saint's face changed from pale to pale.

Walking to the white lotus platform, looking at the golden lotus with only half of merit left above, Jie Yin and Zhunti fell silent.

The orderly row of tooth marks on the golden lotus told them directly that the golden lotus was eaten by a living being. ． ．
The remaining half of the black hair on the lotus platform belongs to a canine creature.

Apparently, the black dog demon that Jin Chanzi mentioned had disappeared for a while, took advantage of the time he was fighting with the children to sneak to the top of the mountain, broke through the restriction, entered the room, and bit half of the Golden Lotus of Merit. ． ．
crunch.

Zhunti gritted his teeth and made a terrifying sound.

"Li! No! Measure!"

"This bitch must be raised by Li Wuliang!"

"The dog he raised can actually break through the saint's restrictions! Can the ancient heaven still tolerate him!"

"O Golden Lotus of Merit! My foundation in the West!"

"damned!!!"

On this day, the roar from Lingshan could be heard throughout the west.

The roar was terrifying, angry and sad.

Countless people in the West immediately clamped their legs and acted cautiously.

After thousands of years of calamity, they have been miserable enough.

Nowadays, even the saint's ashram and the Western Spiritual Mountain are echoing with shocking wails. It's really hard to survive.

Also after this day, there were countless natural disasters in the West. Cold snow would fall every few days, and the sky would roar and the earth would crack.

The West is like an endless purgatory!

Under the tragic scene, great changes occurred!

There is no more Western religion in the world!
(End of this chapter)