In an instant, he understood.

The red-crowned crane is the disciple of the Taoist Sect, and the red-crowned crane in the lead is the 'Daozun' of this term!

This is the great battle between the Dao Sect and the Demon Clan three hundred years ago!

"Roar!"

Bai Jiao roared.

She seemed to be talking to the 'Dao Sect', her mouth was whispering, she was growling, she was angry, she was shouting reprimands.

However, the horns and fighting in the battlefield soon drowned out her voice.

'Dao Zun' made a move at this time.

He led more than a dozen red-crowned cranes bathed in snow-white light to besiege Bai Jiao, and behind Bai Jiao, more than a dozen monsters wearing battle armor also appeared.

A two-way war!

I don't know how long it lasted.

Yan Ruyu only knew that the red-crowned cranes bathed in light fell in the battle, and the same monsters wearing battle armor also fell to the ground.

Finally, 'Dao Zun' broke through Bai Jiao's abdomen with one claw.

Bai Jiao is seriously injured!

However, at the moment of serious injury, he bit the neck of the red-crowned crane with his mouth.

"No, don't !! Master" The senior sister's mouth let out a howl, she rushed forward, trying to rescue the 'Daozun', but was swept away by the tail of the seriously injured Bai Jiao.

"Senior sister!" Yan Ruyu also rushed forward.

He wanted to save his sister.

And at this moment, a golden light lit up from the west, and a mighty and huge golden lion slowly walked under the support of an army.

The golden lion let out a huge roar, and the light on his body soared into the sky, turning into phantoms and illusions, and the sound of Zen shook people's hearts.

"Western Buddhism!"

Yan Ruyu thought of this word the first time he saw this golden lion, because it is also recorded in the history books that it was Buddhism that ended this war three hundred years ago.

Then, he saw the golden lion turn into a huge magic elephant, leading a group of Arhat King Kong, and suppressing the seriously injured Bai Jiao with supreme power, and the war finally ended.

The demon clan had to retreat.

Humanity began to cheer.

They're celebrating.

Celebrate the suppression of Bai Jiao by the golden lion.

Yan Ruyu came to the beautiful junior sister at this time, although the beautiful junior sister in front of her broke a wing, but she was not dead, she was still alive.

"Senior brother, master respects him...... ...... dead," the younger sister burst into tears.

"Yes...... Shizun used his life to severely damage the demon god Chen Xuanji, and people will not forget his ...... He protected the heavens of the world, and he saved the people of Limin. Yan Ruyu comforted her junior sister.

"Yes, what Senior Brother said is right, Master respected him for saving the world...... The people of the world will remember his ......" The junior sister spat blood out of her mouth.

"Senior sister, you take a rest first......" Yan Ruyu hugged the seriously injured junior sister, and her heart was full of pain.

“......”

The war is finally over.

After the Western Buddhism joined, the demon god Chen Xuanji was suppressed.

The whole country celebrates.

The middle-aged man came to the golden lion with the golden armor guard, he saluted the golden lion, and took the initiative to invite the golden lion into the royal city to preach Buddhism.

Yan Ruyu and a group of seriously injured red-crowned cranes were also invited, and he took his seriously injured sister and followed the middle-aged man to the royal city in a carriage to celebrate his achievements.

However, he found that the people of the royal city were welcoming the golden lion and the Arhat King Kong behind him, and almost all of them were singing the praises of the golden lion's merits.

The golden lion walked up to the highest platform in the royal city, and he told everyone about Western Buddhism, saying that he could purify all sentient beings, he said that he could save the common people from the sea of suffering, and he said that he could suppress all evil spirits.

People were attracted by the Golden Lion's presentation, and everyone cheered excitedly.

And then, the golden lion continued to lead the Arhat King Kong to suppress the demons everywhere, and those demons were really as the golden lion said, very afraid of Buddhism.

Wherever the golden lion went, the demons retreated, and no demons dared to resist.

Yan Ruyu also led the remnants of the red-crowned cranes to participate in the follow-up demon war, but everywhere they went, they were met with fierce resistance.

The demons are full of resentment towards the disciples of the Dao Sect, and as long as they see the disciples of the Dao Sect, they will fight for their lives, and almost every time they lose both.

Gradually, the middle-aged man only believed in the golden lion when he swept away the demons, Yan Ruyu and the red-crowned cranes were gradually left out in the cold, and no one came to them again.

Because, everybody started to believe in the Dharma.

Middle-aged men are also strongly supportive, and want to establish Buddhism as the state religion.

Then, people began to build Buddhist temples everywhere, and they no longer prayed to the Taoist sect, and they even demolished the Taoist temples and directly remodeled them.

Yan Ruyu endured, but he gradually found that people were not satisfied, and they had to pluck out all the feathers of the red-crowned cranes, they said that only Arhat King Kong could purify all sentient beings in this world, and the red-crowned cranes should no longer exist in this world.

"No!"

"It's not like this, it's our master, it's our Dao Sect's Dao Venerable who fought with his life and hit Chen Xuanji hard, you guys are wrong, you're all wrong!"

"We Dao Sect have given so much, we should not be abandoned, we should not be forgotten......"

Yan Ruyu began to try to justify, he was everywhere to publicize the contribution of Daomen in the war, but no one listened to him, because the war had gradually ended.

After the demon god Chen Xuanji was suppressed by Buddhism, the demon retreated to the north bank of the Red River, the world returned to peace, and countless ordinary people hoped to transcend suffering.

Finally, people rushed into the temple where Yan Ruyu was, they set fire to the temple, and the seriously injured beautiful sister tried to stop it, but they plucked the snow-white feathers off her body.

Eventually, the flames consumed everything.

Looking at the senior sister who did not die on the battlefield, but died in the temple, and looking at the corpse of the junior sister who was burned to ashes, Yan Ruyu was completely angry.

"You give me back my junior sister!!

Anger, resentment filled his heart.

Grief, anger, sadness made him lose control.

He unleashed the remaining red-crowned cranes.

A great battle between Taoism and Buddhism began.

The red-crowned cranes destroyed the temples of Buddhism, while the Arhat Vajra burned the ancient texts in the temples of the red-crowned cranes, and the two parties began to meet to debate the Dharma and discuss the Tao.

Believers on both sides are constantly fighting.

Smoke rises again.

Eventually, not much remained of the monastery.

The Golden Lion was driven back to the West.

But the red-crowned cranes also lost their last believers, and the seriously injured red-crowned cranes gradually left, leaving only Yan Ruyu standing alone in front of the original mountain gate.

There is also a lonely grave of his sister.

"Why?!"

"Why is this happening, what the hell am I doing wrong?!"

"Why do this to us?"

Yan Ruyu yelled.

He was not reconciled.

He tried to hate the world, he tried to hate the ungrateful people, he tried to hate the Buddhas.

He committed suicide at his sister's grave.

However, his obsession did not dissipate,

He didn't understand why it was happening, he didn't understand what was wrong.

He needed an answer.

He's waiting.

In order to wait for this answer, his obsession sealed the mountain gate of the Dao Palace, and he sealed the Dao Palace behind the mountain gate, and he sat alone in front of the mountain gate, waiting for someone to answer his doubts.

Unconsciously, he felt the contradiction in his heart of that obsession, there was a heart like ashes, and there was hope for his life, he hated, he didn't hate, he resented, he didn't complain.

Two completely extreme emotions kept colliding in Yan Ruyu's heart.

At this point, the fixed plot ends.

Yan Ruyu's mind gradually detached from contradiction and grief, his vision became clear again, and the air in front of him became fresh.

He returned to the mountain gate again, and in front of him was still sitting the old Tao, with those black and white eyes, quietly looking at him.

"It's back. Lao Dao spoke.

"Well, it's back. Yan Ruyu nodded.

"What's the answer?" Lao Dao poured himself another cup of tea and took a sip slowly.

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