Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1164 Breakable
Seeing that the Bodhi Academy was really destroyed, everyone present was shocked. The Bodhi Academy, which has existed here since ancient times, and the foundation of Buddhism, was completely destroyed and razed to the ground. Looking at the bare ground, I couldn't believe it ,incredible! !
"This...is the Bodhi Academy!" After holding back for a long time, he finally choked out such a sentence.

"Am I dreaming."

For the people in the Eastern Heaven Territory, especially those who are pro-Buddhist, the Holy Spirit of the power of Buddhism has been implanted in their minds. It shattered their faith and disappeared along with the destroyed Bodhi Academy.

"So what, Buddhism is nothing more than this."

"That's right, it's really ridiculous to devote yourself to heretics and worship as the top priority."

"It's ridiculous!"

Those who love Buddhism have no way to refute it. What happened in front of them has already explained everything. Buddhism is a scam, a complete scam. On the surface, it looks invulnerable and transcendent, but in fact it is extremely fragile and can be broken with a rub.

While talking about the equality of all beings, even among ordinary students, there are distinct classes, inconsistencies, and self-slaps.

"No, it's not that there are saints in Buddhism..."

"Hahaha, the Buddha is the Tao. The saint who opened his mouth and kept his mouth closed in the Buddhist school also practiced the Tao. However, his sanctification relied on the spread of the Buddhist school. The Buddha's enlightenment is all Tao. Wouldn't it be better if you have cultivated the Tao and then worshiped the Buddha? Putting the cart before the horse."

So far, those who are close to Buddha have nothing to say.

However, they all cast strange glances at Zhang Fan. The saint of Buddhism relied on the spread of Buddhism to become holy. Now Zhang Fan has shaken the foundation of Buddhism. The saint will come out soon. Zhang Fan...will surely bear the anger of the saint .

How could Zhang Fan not know, but in his eyes, there is only stubbornness and unyielding!
The dust dissipated, and only a three or four-year-old monk crossed his legs in the open space. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhang Fan blankly. Zhang Fan was standing only a dozen meters away from him.

Zhang Fan said, "Do you know what I'm doing? Do you hate me?"

The little monk looked at Zhang Fan and asked, "Will you kill me?"

Zhang Fan said, "I'll kill everyone, but I won't kill you."

The little monk said, "Then I don't hate you!"

The little monk’s words seemed naive, but what Zhang Fan heard was that if you don’t kill me, I won’t hate you. These words have a profound meaning and contain implication. Zhang Fan can feel that the little monk understands himself and him. Why do you do this.

He could even feel that the little bhikkhu was in pain just like him.

The little monk stood up, a white light appeared behind him, he turned around slowly, he was about to leave, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand to dissuade him, but he couldn't speak, the Bodhi Academy was destroyed, the first in the future He couldn't go back, he was alone and weak, but he didn't want to attach himself to Zhang Fan, instead he was alone in the world.

The little monk walked resolutely. A three or four-year-old boy resolutely stepped into the white light and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Fan's outstretched hand was retracted, and it was clenched into a fist, trembling all over.

"My second brother, will you come back?"

"Is it because you and my brother never want to see the day again?"

At this moment, Zhang Fan's heart was cut like a knife.

The clouds in the sky gradually calmed down, and the Bodhi Academy above the sea of ​​clouds was left in ruins, slowly falling away from the dust, sealed by history.

Tianshan Zhanfo said: "I talked to him. Although he became a Buddha, Yan Junji Qiye is Yan Junji Qiye after all. He will be fine. I think he must have gone to the ancient Jiuyou, and he will get back everything he lost. .”

Back then, Ji Qiye was able to grow from a small Dzogchen in the Ghost Nong Sect to become the first Coffin Yama respected by everyone. Today, the little monk can also get back what was lost.

"To the ancient Jiuyou?" Zhang Fan muttered to himself.

"Yes, the ancient nine seclusion!"

Zhang Fan calmed down, turned around and said to a group of prisoners: "The excursion is over today, write a report on all your achievements, and I will reward you according to your merits."

"Yes!"

The fourteen half-step little sages happily agreed.

There was a reason why Zhang Fan didn't let them report directly. He was afraid that this group of people would argue and quarrel, so he asked them to make a written report.

"Let's go!"

After leaving the bodhi realm, Zhan Buddha said: "Grandma, I won't go back with you. It's rare to come to the ancient times. I also want to go around, strengthen my knowledge, and seize the opportunity to improve my cultivation."

To really grow up, one has to go through life and death hardships. If Zhang Fan is covering him, wouldn't he become a flower in the greenhouse? He is a big Tianshan Warrior Buddha, and he is a warlike person, so how could he be willing to do so.

Zhang Fan said, "Where are you going?"

Zhan Buddha said: "Aimless, no matter where you go, don't worry, if you encounter any difficulties, I will use my mobile phone to contact you."

Zhang Fan smiled and nodded.

It may not be a good thing for Zhan Buddha to follow him. He has shaken the foundation of Buddhism and ruined the foundation of Buddhism. implicated.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan himself became anxious. He had to reach the half-step small holy realm as soon as possible, open the ancient gate, go to the ancient road of no return, find Shuizi Xianniang and return to modern times.

"Okay, then let's leave it alone."

The Bodhi Academy was destroyed, and the news spread like a thunderstorm throughout the world, which shocked all parties. Zhang Fan's name was as shocking as this incident. Many people speculated that a Buddhist sage would come out.

He gained holiness through Buddhism, and if the foundation of Buddhism is shaken, it will affect his holy position, and even fall from the holy position and become a little saint. How could he just watch himself fall.

The reason why the various religions compete for luck is because it will affect the Holy Throne.

Inside the Confucian Academy, when the little sage heard the news, the teacup in his hand was hanging in the air, and even he was stunned, "What did you say? The Bodhi Academy was destroyed?"

That is the foundation of Buddhism.

"Returning to Xiaosheng's words, the news is true, and it has spread throughout the world. People who love Buddhism have become bereaved dogs, and they have been slaughtered by the disciples of Chanjiao. Even some people who love Buddhism in my Confucianism have awakened."

He found that Confucianism could not flourish for a while, and he would not be able to get the position of great sage. The little sage of the Confucian Academy was embarrassed to let his subordinates call him the leader again, but called him back as the little sage.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Little Sage of the Confucian Academy: "I thought that kid looked familiar at the beginning. It turned out to be the ghost cultivator from Simon Mountain in later generations. It's interesting, very interesting."

With that said, he stood up, as if he was about to go out.

"Xiao Sheng is going on a long trip?"

Little Sage of the Confucian Academy: "That's right, such a good opportunity, how can I miss it, I'm going to ask those old guys what they mean and what they plan to do."

"What Xiaosheng said is very true!" I waited to send Xiaosheng off respectfully.

Not only the Confucian Academy, but also the Jiuyou Difu in the Heavenly Court became turbulent because of this news, and the other Buddhist sects were even blown up, and they left one after another, or ran away, or looked for the Buddhist saint, After waking up, there has never been such a turmoil.

In the famous meditation day, a man is sitting in front of the chessboard. This man has white hair and an old face, but his eyes are deep and wise, and there is a Buddhist golden seal on his forehead.

If someone is here, he must recognize that this person is the best friend of the sage in Buddhism, and he is also a sage of Buddhism. However, Buddhism has not yet grown to the point of great teaching. little saint.

The big tree among the misty clouds swayed slightly, a ray of light flashed out, followed by a Buddha, he hurried forward: "Disciple pays homage to the little sage!"

The little buddhist sage smiled: "I already know what you said."

He said softly: "Zhao teaches the fourteenth half-step little saint because the prison of consciousness is limited to the later emperor of the underworld. Come here, come here with your ear, this saint will enlighten you one or two times, it can be broken..."

As for the instigator Zhang Fan, he returned to his isolated building, opened the ancient door and entered it as quickly as possible.

He wants to retreat again, which is very boring and painful for him. The previous practice of the way of fire tortured him half to death, but this time, if he comprehends the way of earth again, the shielding power of heaven must be stronger. The time must be longer. Thinking of this, he felt a little broken. However, when he remembered that the ancient gate was waiting for him to open, and the mother and son of Shuizi Fairy were behind the ancient gate on the way of no return, he became full of motivation again.

(End of this chapter)