When Lin Lingsu's "changing Buddha to Tao" was spreading all over the world.

Dao Song Tiandi, one hundred and eight states, the monks in the ancient temples of Buddhist temples all over the country were all indignant, and there were even a few monks who wanted to break into the capital together and meet Emperor Daozong.

However, in the era of Dachang, they were almost unable to go out of their local prefectures and counties, so they were placed under house arrest by the yamen in various places.

All of a sudden, the major Buddhist temples and temples are all going to Lingyin Temple and Jinshan Temple, the only two holy places in the world that can still guarantee the incense of Buddhism, to send a letter of help, hoping to get a way.

If the Buddhist temple is really changed to a palace view, it is simply a humiliation and shame that is difficult to wash away in the history of Buddhism.

And that's not all.

If this matter is really done by Lin Lingsu, it will be the 'end of the Dharma era' of the dead Buddha and the dead religion.

Suzhou, Hanshan Temple.

"There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures that in the era of the end of the law, there are heavenly demons who take the devil's son and grandson, wear my Buddha's robe, destroy my Buddha's monk fruit, and corrupt my Buddha's atmosphere, and now it seems that the era of the end of the law has arrived, and Lin Lingsu is the incarnation of the heavenly demon, the incarnation of the evil master, and the ...... bewitching the world."

A monk in a big red robe looked up to the sky angrily:

"I'm going to the capital to find him."

"Elder Shamen, no, it is rumored that Lin Lingsu is only in his forties, and he has already cultivated to the twelve realms, under the whole world, only the heaven and earth of Prince Yue Fei and Elder Jigong can suppress him, you go, isn't that sending him to death!"

"Even if I am sent to death, the old monk will protect my Buddhist monk fruit!"

"Think twice, think twice...... I heard that Lingyin Temple has sent out a Buddhist order, looking for Elder Jigong in Shenzhou, as long as Elder Jigong can appear, plus the Fahai Zen Master of Jinshan Temple, then Lin Lingsu may not be able to rise up storms. ”

"After all, in this evil law movement, I heard that neither the Zhengyi nor the Quanzhen Sect have been involved......

In the Hanshan Temple, a group of Buddhist elders were filled with righteous indignation and anger, and then they had to suppress their anger.

They didn't know that the "Elder Jigong" they called was in Suzhou City at this time.

On the outskirts of the city, in the midst of a ruined temple.

Even in today's era of the decline of Buddhism, it is also the famous "Jigong" monk, as rumored in the world, wearing a tattered robe, shoes and hats are patched, at this time looking at the wind and rain between heaven and earth, let out a long sigh of half bitterness and half laughter:

"If you go out this time, you will inevitably be targeted by Haotian, it can be said that you will never go back, but ......"

He stepped out of the sky with broken shoes:

"Buddhism is in trouble, I, a monk, how can I sit idly by, no matter how bad it is, I will end up with the same result as the Buddha Shakya, I must do my best......"

Jigong disappeared into the sky above the city of Suzhou.

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At the same time, in the center of Shenzhou, in the imperial city of the Song Dynasty.

The huge back garden of the palace, the pavilions are small, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant everywhere, and there are wisps of eternal life in the air, and a middle-aged man with a slightly thin figure is behind with one hand and a pen in the other, copying the grand scene of the back garden.

While depicting, he asked the person behind him:

"Wen Qing, how many hidden characters can you force out of Buddhism this time?"

A slightly complicated voice came from behind the middle-aged man:

"Although Lingsu has only been practicing with me for thirty years, on the first day he worshiped the Shenxiao Dao, he obtained the Shenxiao Dao's "Yuqing Shenxiao Thunder Method" that no one has been able to open since it was handed down, and has cultivated the 'Yuqing Shenlei' divine power to the highest level, even the old Dao himself holds the Shenxiao Golden Bucket, and he is not the opponent of the 'Yuqing Shenlei' that has been completed."

It turned out that the person who painted in the garden was the current Emperor Daozong.

The one who spoke was Shenxiao Dao Sect Leader Wang Wenqing.

Emperor Daozong's pen kept on the paper, stroke by stroke, and the golden hook outlined, "I heard that the 'golden bowl' in the hand of Fahai of Jinshan Temple was the treasure left by Sakyamuni when he ascended, how is it compared to your Shenxiao Golden Bucket?" ”

Wang Wenqing lowered his hands and lowered his head, and said slowly: "The origin of the Shenxiao inheritance is no less than that of the Shakya Buddha, but the Shenxiao Golden Bucket is only a self-refining magic weapon of the minister, not as good as the Shakya Golden Bowl of Fahai." ”

"But Lingsu is not necessarily not Fahai's opponent, it's just ......"

Wang Wenqing's tone hesitated, and he said slowly for a long time: "I don't understand, why did Your Majesty want Lingsu to be this bird, he, if there is a ...... in case"

Emperor Daozong's pen paused slightly, and he glanced at Wang Wenqing.

Wang Wenqing immediately lowered his head and didn't dare to say any more.

A great immortal of the Twelve Realms is like a eunuch and maid in the palace at this time, which is enough to show the majesty and status of the person in front of him in his mind.

After Emperor Daozong stopped his pen, he asked lightly:

"Wen Qing, do you remember what I told you when I let you enter the capital?"

Wang Wenqing bowed slightly and replied in a low voice:

"Your Majesty is ambitious, because he sees that the two religions of Zhengyi and Quanzhen have deviated from the world, although the Dao Song is called the Dao Song, it is the Song of the Daomen, not the way of the Song Dynasty, so I hope that the ministers can suppress the Zhengyi and Quanzhen with the Shenxiao Dao, and it is best to merge these two Daomen into the dynasty system."

"If only you remember." Emperor Daozong said lightly: "You have done a good job over the years, and now after accepting Lingsu's apprentice, he has done a better job than you, and has already initially incorporated the two major gates into my 'Heavenly Court Grand Plan'." ”

Heavenly Court is an immortal dynasty.

This is the Emperor of Daozong is the Lord of Ten Thousand Immortals, the highest god of the Nine Heavens, the Emperor Jiuchen, and Zhengyi, Quanzhen and other major gates are all immortal officials at all levels in the Nine Heavens.

In this system, the five directions of Jiuxiao are the mainstay, and the highest in Jiuxiao is the Emperor of Shenxiao Jiuchen, that is, Emperor Daozong.

There are also five parties and five elders.

"Western Buddha, Shakyamuni, this is the position I have already set for Buddhism."

When the emperor opened his mouth, his tone was light and fluttering, but he seemed to hide the gods and demons of the universe, immortals, Buddhas and gods in his heart, and rewarded them at will.

"Although it is only a system to be determined now, when the Buddha of the United Nations, the masters of the Taoist sects, and the ancient gods are all canonized by me, then this world will no longer be the human world, but there will be a real heavenly court."

"The ministers understand." Wang Wenqing gritted his teeth and knelt down: "The minister is just worried about Lingsu. ”

"Worried about what?"

The emperor said lightly:

"Young people should have what young people should do, he does these things for the imperial court, of course I will not treat him badly, when the heavenly court is really established, I am the lord of the heavenly court, he is the nine heavenly Ying Yuan thunder universal gods, the chief of all immortals, the chief of the three provinces and nine divisions, the thirty-six inner courtyards, the east and west Huatai, the Xuanguan Miaoge, the four mansions and six courts, the chief of the yin and yang cardinals, for the heavenly punishment, is above the ten thousand people in the two worlds of immortals, only under me."

Wang Wenqing knelt on the ground at this time: "The minister has nothing else to ask for, but if it really leads to Na Jigong, please also ask Your Majesty to issue an order to order Old Master Zhu or Prince Yue to go to support Lingsu." ”

"You, it's a crime."

The emperor's tone paused slightly, and he said lightly:

"Before I'm angry, you can step down!"

"Your Majesty......"

Wang Wenqing knew that he had committed the crime of transgression, and he shouldn't have done anything to the Pope, so his face turned pale, he opened his mouth, and had to retreat.

After Wang Wenqing left.

Emperor Daozong sketched it on paper with one stroke, and saw that the pavilions and palaces were stacked layer by layer, which was originally a nine-fold cloud, layer by layer, all of which he spent on this painting.

A pair of eyes that seemed to be brewing the ups and downs of the world, the sun and the moon, fell on it, and said to himself:

"Heavenly Emperor, what a desirable position."

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Cracking sound~~

In a cave surrounded by thunder, there are charred black mountains and rivers all around.

This is some kind of heaven and earth specially opened up for cultivating thunder.

Click~~~

There are purple and black thunderbolts gathering in the void space, like a black dragon, a wild python, galloping and roaring, and the power is earth-shattering.

Just a wisp of thunder breath was enough to make the void crack through the black cracks, and then before a violent wind was born in the void, even the gang wind was crushed into nothingness by the thunder breath.

This is just a wisp of breath, and it has such a terrifying power, as if everything in the universe will be completely destroyed by the power in it.

Looking at it again, in the center of the purple-black thunder condensation, there was a thunderball the size of a human fist.

Call~

Condensed a "Yuqing Divine Thunder" in his hand, Lin Lingsu gently spread it in the void, looking at the thunder machine brewing in it.

A worried voice came from the side:

"Senior brother, Your Majesty just asked you to be the first bird, and I want to borrow you to bring out all the heritage of Buddhism over the years, you are a chess piece."

The person who spoke, wearing a purple silk fairy robe, embroidered with lightning patterns on the cuffs, and a square face, was Zhou Xuansu, the contemporary great disciple of Shenxiao Dao, with a worried look on his face at this time.

"I know."

After Lin Lingsu verified the Yuqing Divine Thunder, he made sure that it could exert ten percent of its power, carefully put it away, and then began to condense the next one.

And Zhou Xuansu asked in surprise: "You know? Why don't you refuse? ”

Lin Lingsu continued to condense the Yuqing Divine Thunder, and it seemed that he remembered something in his heart because of this sentence......

A woman's voice said coldly in the broken temple: "In the future, this person is the great enemy of my Buddhism, almost annihilating my Buddhism, I will not kill him, I will let him enter my Buddhism......"

Lin Lingsu slowly closed his eyes and said lightly:

"Because, I can't let her down when it comes to destroying the Buddha."

"He? Your Majesty? ”

Zhou Xuansu frowned and said, "Just because Your Majesty knows you well?" ”

Silent.

Lin Lingsu let out a long breath and said, "Senior brother, you go out." ”

"Lingsu, you ......"

I still wanted to say something, but seeing Lin Lingsu like this, Zhou Xuansu glanced at the condensed Yuqing Divine Thunder, and finally left this world with a long sigh.

Between the voids in place.

In the end, only the crackling breath remained, a small sound, but it was a popping sound that was condensed and compressed to the extreme.

Lin Lingsu looked at the divine thunder condensed in front of him, and whispered to himself:

"One hundred and eighty-eight thousand nine hundred and sixty-one, a single divine thunder can blow up a master of the twelve realms like the Sect of Masters, but if there is a Fahai with the Shakya Golden Bowl in his hand, it is not enough, it is not enough......"

Suddenly, at this time, a voice appeared in Lin Lingsu's heart:

"It seems that you don't have much confidence in the destruction of the Buddha?"

This voice was familiar and friendly, so that Lin Lingsu was not guarded at all, as if an extremely close person was asking him, it was the following conscious way:

"I've never fought with the existence of the Thirteen Realms, so how can I talk about confidence......"

After this sentence was subconsciously muttered, Lin Lingsu suddenly woke up:

"The voice that spoke just now was...... Master. ”

In an instant, Lin Lingsu's whole person was like thunder, and he looked at the void in front of him in disbelief, an illusory figure in a black and white Taoist robe, where he slowly condensed, revealing his true face, and he was a young Taoist.

A young Taoist who occupied an indelible position in Lin Lingsu's heart back then, and even for forty years.