At this moment, on the top of Baiyun Mountain, the wind is roaring, and everyone is uneasy.

The hundreds of immortal cultivators from the Immortal Gate and the Buddha Sect gathered here, no one dared to open their mouths to refute, and they all avoided Chu Wangxian's eyes with interest.

"Driving the immortals to work for themselves is simply appalling. ”

"Be quiet, you don't want to die, Zuo Ci and Chen Tuan, this is a legendary immortal, and you will definitely be able to hear about it. Let them hear you complain and kill you with a snap of their fingers. ”

The crowd communicates with each other through the use of eyes and sound.

Chu Wangxian raised his right hand, holding the immortal sword, and looked at it with supreme divine might.

"I don't kill the ghosts, you serve the monks, do you want to justify?"

Hundreds of frightened eyes looked at Chu Wangxian suspiciously.

Chu Wangxian pointed at the tip of his sword and pointed directly at the center of his eyebrows.

"This is to kill us, this Chu Wangxian is so domineering. The hearts of the people roared but to no avail.

Even the Holy Monk of the West Heaven has been killed, what big waves can they stir up, at this moment, it is not the time to be reckless, it is the right way to ask for forgiveness as soon as possible and not die.

"Chu Immortal, thank you for saving the villain's life. ”

Qionghua Xianmen Zhao Tong stepped forward fiercely, looking like crazy, and wanted to kneel and hug Chu Wangxian's thigh. Seeing Chu Wangxian take a step back, he beat his chest even more, howling and crying, kneeling down and howling with a handful of snot and tears.

The crowd was shocked and shattered.

This is the head of the Four Great Immortal Sects, the head of the Qionghua Immortal Sect, and the Jindan powerhouse who is in charge of the Yellow Emperor's lineage.

He can even be called the top cultivator in the world.

"Chu Xianren, I am the head of Qionghua Xianmen, I was arrested by the thief monk the day before yesterday, not only tortured me, I would rather die than surrender to Buddhism, but as a result, the thief monk Jiazhen also used illusion to manipulate people's hearts on me. Fortunately, Chu Immortals, you made a move, and after the thief monk died, I was out of control, thank you Chu Immortals for saving your life. ”

After crying, Zhao Tong cried bitterly and convulsed, almost crying.

The hearts of the people roared again,

Good boy, that's fine!

The head of this Qionghua Immortal Sect is really faceless, and now he will deduct the basin, anyway, the holy monk of Jiazhen is dead, and the dead can't speak, so they can be detained casually. Even if you say that Monk Gazhen has made you stronger, no one can refute it.

However, this hand played beautifully, and in a few words, he changed from helping to abuse, to victim, and unknowingly slapped Chu Wangxian's ass.

They only hated themselves for not thinking of it that way, and immediately used their brains to think of a reason to get out.

"Chu Immortal, help. Another sound rang out.

The sound of babbling sounded into a ball, and the hidden families who were attached to Buddhism cried one after another, crying spinelessly about the oppression of Buddhism, forcing them to go to Baiyun Mountain to strengthen their momentum.

This posture simply said that he was a slave of Buddhism, and his seven aunts and eight aunts were all occupied, and he could say how miserable he was, and he only hated himself for not crying blood and hitting his head.

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, most of the monks standing on the side of the Buddhist gate, they drooped their heads and did not argue, how could they not open their mouths with clear bald heads on their heads, after all, no one forced them to be monks.

Is it true that he was forcibly shaved? That's too fake.

"Nonsense, do you think the deity is a fool? ”

Chu Wangxian looked at it.

"Immortals, this is true, if there is half a lie, you should die in front of the immortals. ”

The patriarchs wept and wiped away their tears.

"If you want to die, I will fulfill you. ”

Chu Wangxian shook his head and coldly took out his sword, and with a movement of his wrist, he urged the aura in his body.

The Void Sword kills.

"Immortals spare their lives!"

Before the words were finished, their eyes were in a trance, and a sword light slashed in an instant, and the distance of a hundred meters was in the blink of an eye. Everyone's bodies were cold, and they only felt that they were pierced by ten thousand blades and fell into the ice.

"Ah!" A miserable scream, the head of the Qionghua Immortal Sect, Zhao Tong, who had just cried bitterly, was actually cut off by a sword.

There are also several patriarchs of the hidden family, who were pierced through the heart by a sword and died so much that they could no longer die.

Chu Wangxian's anger continued unabated.

The scene was silent and trembling.

This Chu Wangxian is too domineering.

Even a supreme powerhouse like Zhao Tong, one of the heads of the four immortal sects, was killed like a chicken.

The crowd who had just made a noise was completely stunned on the spot, lost any sense of resistance, and finally weakened their legs in fright.

This Chu Wangxian did not play cards according to common sense at all.

"Snakes and rats at both ends, insincerely, vainly trying to make profit at both ends, the wind blows in whichever way, it falls, how can such a lowly person keep you? ”

"And you, you don't need the language of China, you read Sanskrit every day, think it's orthodox, kneel down to a group of Aryan Caucasians, and voluntarily become slaves, it's really fatherless and motherless. ”

Chu Wangxian's eyes showed a ruthless cold light, and he looked at them one by one.

All of a sudden, the monks were crushed and embarrassed.

"Amitabha, you will enter the Buddha's door, and you should have Buddha bones. A monk stepped forward fearlessly.

"The Buddha can sacrifice himself to feed the tiger, and I am also willing to sacrifice my life to seek the Buddha, and I also ask the Chu Immortals to add their necks to me, so as not to hurt my Buddhas. ”

Master Nanshan sat down and recited the mantra of death.

"Buddhism has its own truth, Buddhism is also to guide people to goodness, and it is by no means a fatherless and motherless person as the immortals say, the old monk knows that his means are low, and he is not an immortal opponent, but the Buddha has Buddha bones, and the reincarnation is only a moment. In a flash, it is the next life, so why bother with the first life. Let's do it!"

Chu Wangxian squinted at Nanshan's performance, held the sword in one hand, looked Nanshan's performance up and down, and snorted coldly.

"It's ridiculous to lead people to goodness, and I think you're just a little successful in the Dharma. The Buddha statue is gilded, I don't know how much it costs to spend the people's fat and people's ointment, the Buddhas play with the soul, master the six reincarnations, and don't know how to kill a lot of Chinese immortals. A hundred years ago, there were more Buddhist wars and millions of immortal wars in the immortal world, and you may have never heard of this matter. ”

Chu Wangxian shook his head, there is a big secret about the reincarnation of Buddhism, but this matter cannot be explained.

He looked at the ragged dervishe, and then at the ornate robes of the monks, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"It's ridiculous, even if you reach the end of your cultivation, you won't be able to reach the top of the Buddhist sect, it's just a dream. I went to the West Heaven and saw that all the Buddhas were Caucasians, old monk, let me ask you, do you know which of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in Buddhism is a Chinese?"

When Master Nanshan heard this, his face was like ashes, and his body shook.

"This!"

"Hmph, I helped you say it, all the Buddhas, all the Bodhisattvas, the Eighteen Arhats, the Nineteen Jialan, the Twenty-four Heavens, and the Four Heavenly Kings, none of them are Chinese. Even if the statues of the Buddhas you worship have a Chinese face, they are actually self-deception, and all the Buddhas in the sky are Caucasians. Chu Wangxian said heartily.

Nanshan's faith collapsed, and he now vaguely understood that his guess was not a mistake.

Among the Daomen, there are also modern immortal cultivators such as Zhang Sanfeng, who can break through the robbery and become immortals. Among the Buddhists, no one has become a Buddha in modern times.

Could it be that it is wrong to practice Buddhism by yourself?

In the end, Chu Wangxian clapped his hands.

Behind him, the Bodhi Six Divine Trees rose from the ground, one inch long and one inch high, and finally turned into a hundred-meter-high giant tree, and the Bodhi Tree was full of Buddha's light, releasing the power of the six reincarnations.

"This is the Bodhi tree in front of the Buddha's seat. Master Nanshan knelt down reverently and kowtowed instinctively.

The monks hurriedly knelt down, chanted Amitabha Buddha, and wept incessantly, as if they shared the Buddha's difficulties.

Chu Wangxian shook his head silently, what is there to worship in a tree, these people have entered the Buddha deeply, and they are incorrigible.

Among the Daomen, cultivators do not obey the mandate of heaven, and continue to grow themselves in order to seek immortals, and there are even people like Taishang Laojun who climb up desperately. In the fairy world, it is the position of the emperor who can live there, and it has the taste of going against the sky.

But the Buddhist monks are just kneeling down to worship the group of high white people every day. The monks in front of him obeyed the orders and were extremely obedient, and never had the idea of overturning the Buddha's own sitting. With such an abominable method of demagogy, it is no wonder that Buddhism will be destroyed in Tianzhu.

The true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are even more hateful.

Like Western Liao, the country was destroyed, and it continued to demagogue.

"Although the Taoist sect is not good, it still treats you as its own person, the group of people in the Buddhist gate, who regards you as their own person. Chu Wangxian said again.

Master Nanshan suddenly cried for a while, as if he had finally come to his senses.

"Thank you to the immortals for solving my puzzles and making me wake up. ”

After speaking, he fell to his knees and bowed heavily.