Chapter 125: Spirit Mountain
"Moreover, now the enemies of the Demon Emperor Yang Guang are not only my Buddhism, the anti-kings of the world are all his enemies, if my Buddhism is defeated, the fate of the anti-kings of the world will not be much better. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"How can they not understand the truth of cold lips and teeth!"
"This time, I just took the opportunity of Luoyang's election of the emperor to gather in the world to fight against the king and fight against this demon with my Buddhism!" Monk Zhitong opened his mouth to analyze, he looks very young, his face is also very delicate, and he has a kind of scholarly temperament, if he is not a bald head, I am afraid that no one will think that he is a monk with advanced Buddhist cultivation.
"That's all there is to it!" Several other monks nodded yes.
"I hope my Buddhism can successfully survive this catastrophe!" Monk Zhitong closed his eyes, sensing the sense of danger coming from the depths of his heart, and groaned in his heart.
He was born with a wise root, and legend has it that he was born with a vision when he was born, and there was a scene of worship of ten thousand Buddhas, and he did have an ability that ordinary people do not need, which is very similar to what is said in the Buddhist scriptures about his heart.
When he had not cultivated, his mind was as sharp as that of a supreme grandmaster, and he could sense the danger coming, and with his current cultivation, even a saint would probably not be able to compare with him in this regard.
His brothers and sisters hadn't sensed the danger yet, but he had already sensed some signs.
"I can't put all my hope here now, it is necessary to make some other preparations, if there is a case, I must also ensure that the flame of my Buddha Gate is not extinguished!" Monk Zhitong's mind turned.
Thinking of this time, he spoke: "Now that the situation is critical, I suggest that the outstanding children of my Buddhism can be sent to my ancestral land of Buddhism, Xitu Ling Mountain, and if we fail at that time, we can also ensure that my Middle Earth Buddhism is not destroyed!" ”
Up to now, Buddhism has actually been divided into two factions, one is their Buddhism in the Middle Earth, and the other is the ancestral land of Buddhism in the West Soil.
After a pause, Monk Zhitong spoke again and said, "If we win, we will call them back, and if we lose, it is better to leave the fire, and they will not be able to intervene in this battle." ”
"It's just that my Middle Earth Buddhism and the Western Earth Buddhism have not been in contact for a long time, will they be unwilling to accept our disciples?" Monk Zhiru spoke.
When the monk Zhitong heard this, he smiled indifferently and said: "Let them bring the Diamond Sutra written by the Buddha, the Western Tu Buddhism has long wanted to welcome back this thing, and as a capital, they can't accept it!" ”
"Senior Brother Zhidao, I'll leave this matter to you, it's hard work again!" Monk Zhitong opened his mouth and said to a middle-aged monk opposite him.
The monk Zhidao was slightly blessed, and his smile was like a Maitreya Buddha, and he looked blessed.
When the Zhidao monk heard this, he smiled and said, "I'll do it!" ”
In two or three steps, the monk Zhidao left here, although the meditation monastery is also an important place for Buddhism, but the real outstanding disciples of Buddhism are all in the ancestral court of Buddhism.
Looking at the Zhidao monk who turned into a streamer of light and went away, the Zhitong monk recited a Buddha name in a low voice, and then slowly closed his eyes.
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Yangzhou, square valve.
A quiet room is simple and luxurious, with white jade as the ground and spiritual wood as the wall, showing luxury.
In the ashram, there was a man in a white robe, who was practicing with his eyes closed, and on his handsome face, there were black and white divine lights flowing, which looked very strange.
As time passed, the divine light on his face flowed more and more rapidly, reflecting the dark quiet room into a piece of light, until finally the divine light on his face suddenly became one, giving birth to a cyan light.
This light is pure and bright, smart and empty, it is the most original blue in heaven and earth!
"The Qinglian Creation Recipe has finally been completed!" The man in white muttered softly, and then suddenly opened his eyes, and two cyan divine lights shot out of his eyes, breathtaking.
He was Fang Ming, who had decided to retreat before, and the pressure on him from the Great Sui National Master was too great, forcing him to deal with it like this.
Now that he has finally achieved great success, he has the capital to compete with the Great Sui National Teacher, and the exercises given by the system are not comparable to some of the methods in this world, even if the four supreme masters join forces to kill him now, he is confident that he will not fall behind with the enemy, this is the confidence given to him by the Qinglian Creation Technique!
In the study, Fang Ming frowned when he listened to the reports of his subordinates, he didn't expect that he had only been in retreat for so long, and the situation in the world had changed so much.
Especially when he heard that the Demon Emperor Yang Guang was defeated by the eighteenth, and in the end, the eighteen supreme masters of the Buddhist Sect were all seriously injured, he couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart, this was also too fierce.
However, when he heard that the Great Sui National Master, that is, the Demon Dao One, had simultaneously envoyed the Demon Sword and the Sword of the Holy Dao, and used the method of combining swords and swords to force the eighteen supreme masters of the Buddhist Sect to die with him, he almost lost his temper.
Such an opponent made him irrepressibly appear a touch of despair in his heart, and the opponent far surpassed him today in terms of means and combat power.
But if he wants to give up the foundation here and escape from this world, he is not willing to give up, and after decades of operation, how can he give up if he gives up.
"Now I don't have a chance, as long as the world's heroes and Buddhism join forces, we still have the strength to fight, if we can use the hands of Buddhism and the world's heroes to kill Zhang Daoyi and Yang Guang, then everything will be fine!" Fang Ming thought in his heart, according to his understanding of the situation today, it is inevitable that Buddhism and the world's heroes will join forces.
"Now that the enemy is in the light and I am in the dark, it is my biggest advantage, Zhang Daoyi must not know that I am also a traverser, otherwise he would have killed him a long time ago!"
"When I get rid of him, who else is my opponent in this world!"
For the understanding of all the forces in this world, and the future trend is his biggest advantage, although the future trend has changed, but he knows all the cards of the various forces, now as long as Zhang Daoyi and Yang Guang can be removed, it is the time for him to push the world.
"It's that the Three Wild Saints failed to capture the Heshi Bi, but I don't know where they are hiding now, if you convince them, it will also be a help."
Fang Ming rubbed his temples with a little headache, originally according to his plan, it was a matter of nine out of ten for the Three Saints of the Wild to seize the Heshi Bi, who knew that Zhang Daoyi was also there, completely ruining his plan.
He made a thousand calculations, but he didn't calculate that Zhang Daoyi, the opponent of Buddhism, was hiding in the important place of Buddhism.
If it weren't for Zhang Daoyi's later brazen killing of the eighteen supreme masters of Buddhism, he would have thought that Zhang Daoyi would be a traitor sent by Buddhism to the Great Sui!