Big dreamer

"What? Zen Master Long Tan betrayed Zen Master Linda?" someone exclaimed loudly.

"Impossible, how could Zen Master Longtan do it? Zen Master Linda is his master..."

"Zen Master Linda, what's going on..."

"Zen Master Linda..."

Soon the calls were superimposed together and turned into a neat voice.

Zen Master Linda has always been the hope in everyone's mind, hoping that he can come and give everyone an explanation.

Under the eager expectation of everyone, Zen Master Linda stood up slowly, raised his hand and pressed it on everyone a few times, and the people's voices gradually became quieter.

"The scoundrel suddenly took action without informing everyone, causing everyone to be suspicious and uneasy. I'm really sorry." Zen Master Linda waved at everyone and said.

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it in front of him, and a green light shot out from his sleeve.

After a soft "bang" sound, the blood-colored light shield covering it broke and turned into fragments.

When everyone saw this, they were overjoyed.

"As expected of Zen Master Linda..." When the people saw this, they were overjoyed. .

The eminent monks in the altar in the square also breathed a sigh of relief.

Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian looked at each other, and their expressions became a little solemn. They both noticed that when Zen Master Linda apologized just now, for some reason, he did not perform Buddhist rituals.

"Please forgive me, what Long Tan did was all what I asked him to do, so you don't need to panic too much." At this time, Zen Master Linda continued.

When everyone heard this, they were surprised at first, and then felt a little relieved.

Some people even said: "It turns out it was arranged by Zen Master Linda, so it's nothing..."

"Since it was arranged by Zen Master Linda, it must not be a bad thing..."

"There must be a reason for what Zen Master Linda does..."

…

Shen Luo listened to the words around him, many of which came from the mouths of some Dharma-protecting monks, and felt a little sad in his heart.

"These people practice Buddhism and Dharma for the purpose of 'enlightenment' and to resolve the confusion of sentient beings. How come they are not superstitious in Buddha but in Zen Master Linda?" Bai Xiaotian said a little puzzled.

"The Buddha is too far away and the Dharma is taught too profoundly. Zen Master Linda is right in front of me. I heard that he traveled around thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, subjugated demons and performed hundreds of good deeds. I am afraid that the miracles he left behind are even greater than those of the Buddha. There are so many people, so people don’t believe it.” Shen Luo sighed.

"The world is ignorant..." Bai Xiaotian sighed.

"Linda, what are you trying to do by imprisoning these eminent monks?" Shen Luo asked loudly.

"How dare you call Zen Master by his name?" Zen Master Baoshan looked at Shen Luo and immediately glared and yelled angrily.

Many people also looked at Shen Luo with angry eyes.

"I have long felt that there is something wrong with your Holy Lotus Dharma Altar. It seems that it is a disaster from the root. At this time, is it necessary to keep pretending?" Shen Luo said sarcastically without giving any face.

"Foreigners must not slander the Holy Altar, let alone Zen Master Linda." Even Baoshan and others didn't need to speak, someone among the people shouted loudly.

"Bold madman, dare to talk nonsense here..."

"Drive this rebellious person out..." the people began to shout.

The king looked solemn and urged the guards to send Qi Lianmi and others away first, while secretly ordering them to dispatch the city's defenders.

"What to do? You will know soon. Being able to witness my transformation into immortality with your own eyes is a great blessing for ordinary people like you, haha..." Zen Master Linda laughed loudly.

His posture was arrogant, and he was completely different from his usual peaceful appearance. So much so that the voices of the people who were clamoring to deal with the sinking just now all muted. When they looked at Zen Master Linda who suddenly became unfamiliar, a faint feeling appeared on their backs. chill.

Shen Luo frowned, and for a moment he didn't understand the deep meaning in Zen Master Linda's words.

"It's almost time, we can start." Zen Master Linda said.

After receiving the order, the sixteen disciples who sat down flew down from the altar, some rushed into the square, and some rushed directly into the people.

Next, there were bursts of shrill screams.

The disciples of the Holy Lotus Dharma Altar who rushed into the crowd went on a rampage and killed without warning. Some of the Dharma Protector monks were pierced through the heart without any precautions and lost their lives one after another.

It was even more tragic among the crowd of onlookers. Those people at the Holy Lotus Altar didn't need to use any spells at all. They just released their own aura and condensed it into sharp blades, passing through the crowd like strangulating blades. Cutting hundreds of people into pieces.

It was only at this moment that the illusions in the hearts of all the people were finally shattered. Everyone panicked and began to flee in all directions.

King Jiao Lianmi also fled backwards under the escort of the remaining guards.

He originally thought that if he stayed, he could stabilize the situation somewhat, but this sudden bloody massacre made the whole scene completely out of control.

"frenzied."

Bai Xiaotian scolded angrily, and flew straight out, landing in the crowd. He raised his vajra and struck at a tall and thin Zen Master of Shenglian Dharma Altar.

The latter immediately turned around and held the element in front of him with both hands. A circular blood mirror appeared in the palm of his hand, and a bloody light flew out from it and hit the vajra.

However, Bai Xiaotian did not hold back with this attack. A swirling golden light appeared on the vajra, which directly scattered the blood light. It flew all the way and broke the blood mirror into pieces without any hindrance.

The tall and thin Zen master was only in the middle stage of soul condensation. After the magical weapon he relied on was broken, he couldn't resist it at all. He was pierced through the heart by the vajra and killed with one blow.

Upon seeing this, the four surrounding Zen masters of Shenglian Dharma Altar immediately surrounded and killed him under the leadership of a Zen master who was in the early stage of leaving the body.

"Go and help." Shen Luo immediately patted the Nine Yin Bag on his waist and summoned the ghost general.

"As commanded."

Zhao Feiji cupped his fists, and his figure suddenly dispersed like smoke and disappeared from the spot.

Shen Luo looked at the altar in front of him. After a moment's hesitation, he raised his hand and waved, and a red flying sword appeared in the palm of his hand.

As he thought in his mind, there was a flash of red light on the pure Yang sword embryo, and a layer of faint flames rose on the surface.

"There is evil energy inside and outside this magic circle. Since we can't break it with force, let's try whether the red lotus karma fire can work?" Shen Luo thought to himself, controlling the flying sword to approach the magic altar.

Worried about hurting Chan'er, Shen Luowei didn't dare to attack the altar directly with his flying sword, so he just led a ray of flame from the flying sword towards the red light on the altar.

As soon as the flames approached, the red light on the entire altar trembled violently, as if they were very afraid of the flames.

Shen Luo was overjoyed, and immediately slapped the long sword with greater strength, hitting the altar directly.

At this time, Linda, who was in the center of the altar, also noticed something strange here. His eyes suddenly shrank and he shouted loudly: "How dare you destroy this altar."

With an angry shout, the monk's robes on his body puffed up without any wind, and an extremely powerful aura suddenly emitted. It actually condensed into substance and turned into a strong wind centered on it, blowing away in all directions.

The many protective monks who were still trembling in the square were blown by the strong wind. They were unable to stand firm and staggered back, almost falling down.