"This is the true face of the Buddha Gate?"

Zhang Qiudao, who was watching the battle from afar, had an ugly face.

A heart goes up and down, and the throat and eye seem to be blocked.

Jialan is the patron saint of the Buddhist temple, comparable to the god of Huaxiamen. Zhang Qiudao also once walked around and saw Jialan enshrined in the Buddhist temple, all of them with a compassionate face and a kind face.

Although Zhang Qiudao heard Chu Wangxian once say the truth about Buddhism.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas worshiped by the world in the temple are all Chinese faces. But its body is a group of ancient gods of the Tianzhu Shakya tribe, who appear in disguise and deceive people's hearts.

It's one thing to know, it's another to see it in person.

At this moment, I saw the ancient gods of the Tianzhu Shakya clan, they were so hideous and terrifying, with many heads and hands, they were simply a group of monsters.

The nineteen Jialan in front of him, how can half of it be enshrined in the Buddhist temple, and the strict appearance of those statues.

Not to mention compassion, the shot is ruthless, it is like a demon, which completely subverts Zhang Qiudao's understanding of Buddhism.

"All the Buddhas of Buddhism are all foreigners!"

In the midst of the battle, the afterglow of the explosion came, illuminating Zhang Qiudao's face for a while.

"Not exactly!"

After a sudden sound, Zhang Qiudao turned around violently and said, "Master!"

Chu Wangxian walked in steps.

"Eighteen layers of hell, corresponding to the eighteen Jialan of Buddhism, originally there were only eighteen people, but now there is one more person, becoming nineteen Jialan, which later added one person, who is still a Chinese. ”

Zhang Qiudao heard this for the first time.

"Master, is there a Chinese person who has turned his back on his ancestors and worked for foreigners?"

"Tianzhu Buddhism is unique, naturally there is merit, the Chinese people who work hard for it, there are many of them, this matter is too ancient, and now there are also, it is not surprising!"

Chu Wangxian clenched his right fist, his eyes shrank, and he looked at one of the nineteen Jialan.

This person is dressed in green armor, his hair is two feet long, his face is like a heavy jujube, and he is majestic.

"You want to make a move?"

Nuwa also followed Chu Wangxian's gaze and shook her head, as if it was not worth it. "Kill chickens with a knife!"

"Feng Lixi, this person's name is Guan Yu, he is a Chinese person, and he can save it. Chu Wangxian said flatly.

Guan yu?

Next to him, Zhang Qiudao's expression changed suddenly, and his heart was pounding.

How could it be Guan Yu.

If it weren't for Chu Wangxian standing beside him, he would have thought that he was hallucinating, why was Guan Yu here?

"But an ordinary person, among the nineteen Jialan, is also unranked, and you made an exception. ”

Nuwa's expression is normal, she has lived in the ghost world for a long time, and she is not very familiar with the name of Guan Yu, but listening to the name, she should be from Huaxia.

"Power can oppress people, but people's hearts are difficult to govern, the holy master Confucius under your command has a high status in the world, and the status of this Guan Yu is no less than Confucius. Buddhism absorbs it, naturally in order to attract believers, to break the enemy, first break the heart. Chu Wangxian explained.

"Master, Guan Yu is in the Daomen, he is the Holy Monarch of Emperor Guan, how can he be in the Buddha Gate. ”

Zhang Qiudao was born in the Daomen, the Emperor Guandi Shengjun, and the Guandi Temple is even more numerous, how can it be in the Buddha Gate.

Chu Wangxian lowered his head slightly, paused, and said: "After Guan Yu was killed, the head was given to Cao Cao, separated from the body, isolated thousands of miles away, and buried in two places. One of them was closed by the Taoist gate, turned into the Holy Emperor of Guan, and the other was taken away by the Buddhist gate, turned into the Jialan God Guandi, and in the Yuquan Temple on Yuquan Mountain, there is the statue of the Jialan God Guandi...... Now that you have met, you can't sit idly by. ”

The words fell, and Chu Wangxian stepped on his feet.

The space shook and exploded, and its people turned into blades, with a terrifying explosion, turned into a white practice, and smashed directly towards Emperor Guan, the blue god of Jia.

The two collided, like meteors falling to the ground, and smashed into the Lechuan River.

"Demon, who are you?"

Emperor Guan, the blue god of Jia, rushed out in embarrassment, and he was furious after being attacked by him, and rushed out of the river directly regardless of his injuries.

"Jialan God Emperor Guan, you are not qualified to know my name yet. ”

Chu Wangxian was suspended above Guan Yu's head, and seeing that Guan Yu's eyes were very indifferent, he knew that what was in front of him was no longer Guan Yu.

"Drink!"

Chu Wangxian carried a terrifying momentum and pressed Guan Yu directly.

"Demon, watch the battle!"

Emperor Guan, the blue god of Jialan, couldn't bear this pressure, he wanted to fight quickly, holding a Zen battle, gathering the Buddha power of his whole body, and smashed it straight towards Chu Wangxian.

With this blow, the Lechuan River was blown away, and the power of the Buddha's light, with a huge force of millions of catties, smashed directly towards Chu Wangxian.

"Guan Yu, you used to use the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, but now you use Zen Battle, but you are still used to it. ”

"I have taken refuge in Buddhism, and I am no longer Guan Yu. ”

"It's really ridiculous, if you take refuge in Buddhism, you can deny your six relatives? Even if you take refuge in Buddhism, the blood in your body can't deceive people. ”

Facing Guan Yu's attack, Chu Wangxian did not dodge or dodge, grabbed it with his right hand, like a god probing his hand, and grabbed the Zen staff at an incredible angle.

Emperor Guan, the blue god of Jia, pressed hard, but Chu Wangxian did not move.

"Let it go!"

Emperor Guan, the blue god of Jia, burst out and exerted all his strength, but he couldn't do anything.

"Not good!"

Guan Yu is the last seat in the Nineteen Jialan, the gap between strength and reputation is huge, and he is not Chu Wangxian's opponent at all, at this moment, Chu Wangxian only used half of his strength to restrain Emperor Guan, the Jialan God.

"I'm going to kill you, but in an instant, you're not going to be caught. Chu Wangxian shouted.

"You demon, once I cast a spell, your soul will be scattered. ”

"You can try!" Chu Wangxian waited, smiling disdainfully.

Emperor Guan, the blue god of Jialan, was cornered, drank loudly, and recited Sanskrit.

"Leave the mother-in-law and leave the mother-in-law. Ask for Emperor He. Dharanidi.

Neharodi. Emperor Vilithe. Mahagarda.

Emperor Zhenling. Sha Po Ha. ”

In an instant, a terrifying coercion descended, and there seemed to be a huge mountain in the sky, making Chu Wangxian's feet under pressure.

Chu Wangxian silently waited for the incantation to finish, and when he looked up, there was a phantom figure of a giant Buddha, appearing in the air.

Chu Wangxian's body shook and dispersed the pressure that was pressing, and sneered, "The Seven Buddhas extinguish the sin mantra, but Er'er!"

"It didn't work!"

Emperor Guan, the blue god of Jia, was frightened.

When an ordinary immortal god encounters the Seven Buddhas, he must be trembling, as if he has encountered a natural enemy, but Chu Wangxian is not affected at all.

"How are they!"

Nuwa's brows furrowed, showing an unprecedented dignified color, and in the solemnity, there was a trace of killing intent, and even her right fist was clenched, condensing the strength of her body.

If it weren't for the words first, she would have even made a move at this moment.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, she looked at the seven phantoms summoned by Guan Yu sitting on the lotus pedestal.

It is impossible for Nuwa to forget these seven phantoms.

Shakyamuni is only 2,500 years old, even if his strength is against the sky, Nuwa has a way to deal with it, and the reason why he has failed again and again is because of the seven Buddhas in front of him.

Among the Buddhist sects, is Shakyamuni the strongest? No, among the seven phantoms in front of him, Shakyamuni is only the last.