It's just a matter of a moment.

One moment ago, Monk Jipo was still talking to Master Pushan in a low voice, and the next moment, he had already pounced on him like a vicious beast!

Master Pushan's Buddhism is profound, and he happened to turn into the body of a bronze Buddha, in a state of golden body not confused, so he was not disturbed by the spell of the ghost of the sky at the first time, but the spell sound into the brain, still made his heart tremble, difficult to hold, only by reciting Buddhist scriptures, desperately concentrating, this can barely resist for so a while!

It's not that his Buddha's mind is unstable, but that the chaotic spell of the heavenly ghost is too terrifying!

"The two masters are still like this, but what about the ordinary people below?"

Luo Wen lowered his head suddenly, and the whole picture of the entire Lingxi Town came into view, and the people in the town were as small as ants, they couldn't see it really, they were dense, and they moved in groups.

But the sudden loss of the growth of the aura of holiness is enough to show that almost all of them are in a state of confusion!

Mortals are no stronger than monks in the flesh, and once they bite each other, it will inevitably end in blood!

Luo Wen's mind turned, and several of his disciples were still below, especially Ming Xiong and Zheng Jian were still staying together, so if they really bit up......

The picture is so miserable that it is simply unimaginable.

"But what can I do? Although this heavenly ghost can't hurt me, I don't have the means to hurt him except for his words...... I can't think about it any longer, that's all!"

In a hurry, Luo Wen put one palm up, and another "Amitabha Buddha" started, and he unfolded his supernatural powers and recited the "Heavenly True Sutra" aloud!

There are a total of 188 volumes of the Heavenly True Sutra, the content of which is as its name suggests, including the immeasurable wonderful dharma of the heavens, ten thousand Buddhas, bodhisattvas and arhats, and is a lengthy scripture covering all aspects.

When the opening of the scripture swayed in the air, a thousand golden lights suddenly erupted, and he stood on top of the sword qi, like a golden Buddha, and the golden light shone like a great sun.

Master Pushan, who was barely supporting over there, looked at him suddenly, only to listen to Luo Wen's rapid recitation, which was the most lengthy scripture in Buddhism.

When a disciple makes a mistake, they like to ask the disciple to copy the scripture, and after a month or two, the disciple comes out after copying the scripture, and each one of them is like taking off a layer of skin, and they dare not make a mistake again.

But apart from this usefulness, there is actually nothing special about the Heavenly Sutra, although it is all-encompassing, but every kind of knowledge is only superficial, and there is no profundity.

"What's the use of reciting this sutra?"

Just like when the great monk quit murder and couldn't figure out why Luo Wen could exorcise ghosts by talking nonsense, this Pushan master also couldn't understand his thoughts when he saw Luo Wen reciting the "Heavenly True Sutra", and his heart was full of doubts.

However, the powerful golden light emanating from Rowan was real!

Now this light arises from the Buddhist scriptures, which contains a faint sense of Zen, which has been similar to the nature of the Buddha's light cultivated by the Buddha, and Master Pushan is under the influence of the mantra of the gods, and it is impossible to distinguish the difference between it and the Buddha's light.

In his eyes, Rowan only relied on a "Heavenly True Sutra" to draw out the endless Buddha light, which was sacred and solemn, and inclusive of all things, and instantly illuminated the entire sky!

The arms of the Heavenly Ghost were illuminated by the Buddha's light, and in an instant they were purified into a pure color.

The cyan ghost face with a mantra sound was illuminated by the Buddha's light, and his face was also distorted, and it was difficult to bite the words, which was obviously extremely uncomfortable!

The curse of chaos that reverberated throughout the heavens and the earth was greatly weakened because of this, and Master Pushan quickly recited the Buddha's name, stuck to the spirit, and drew merit from the relics on his head, so that the light of merit wrapped himself and shone on Jipo.

And the golden light released by Rowan is still spreading!

At this moment, in order to exert the power of supernatural powers to the extreme, Rowan has closed his eyes, not looking around, and reciting the scriptures wholeheartedly.

But the stone statue in the sea of his consciousness opened the golden pupil on his forehead, which represented the "holy pupil" supernatural power.

As soon as the holy pupils opened, the golden light emitted became his eyes!

Everywhere the golden light reaches, the vision is clear.

The mana in Luo Wen's body flowed, warming his whole body, making that breath hold as long as possible, and his chanting voice became louder and louder, gradually resounding through the sky and reaching the ground.

His vision followed the light and saw the chaos on the ground.

The unkempt child is holding the adult and biting, and the adult with a painful and distorted face is grabbing the child and tearing.

The bearded man and the ragged woman scuffled together, both wrinkled old man and angry young man torn together.

Under the chaotic spell of the Heavenly Ghost, ordinary humans could not resist the demonic sound that pierced their brains.

Parents and children, brothers and sisters, husbands and wives, relatives and friends...... These deep-rooted relationships seemed to be in vain at this time, and the beast in everyone's heart was stimulated by the curse of the chaotic gods, and only the most primitive desires were left in their minds - tearing and destroying!

Rowan closed his eyes, the picture kept skipping, and a sadness was added to his heart.

But there are no tears in great sorrow, no words in great understanding, and no sound in laughter.

At this moment, his perspective shifted to a higher level, which was the sadness of people outside the mirror looking at people inside.

"Holy Pupil. ”

Following the connection with his disciples, he found his disciples in one of the images.

The great monk abstained from murder and fought with the mad knife Song San in the mass grave.

Zheng Jian and Ming Xiong were at a stalemate outside the inn.

Hong Wu had a hideous face, but he was still desperately holding his wife who had fallen into madness.

Although it is also chaotic, there is still restraint!

It is different from those ordinary people, and even with the monk Najipo!

At this moment, Rowan suddenly realized!

The scriptures in his mouth did not stop, but the stone statue in the sea of knowledge slowly lifted the pen.

The pen that symbolizes the magical power of "enlightenment" is flowing with the golden light of the breath of sanctity, and a ray of pure white and transparent light falls from the sky, turning into a dragon and snake, and wraps around the pen.

That ray of white light is the manifestation of the supernatural power of "speaking out of the law".

"I sat down as a disciple, and I have been edified, and I have left my mark, and I have taken refuge. Although we can't protect ourselves from all evils and all evils, we can do it by sticking to our hearts and maintaining the most basic rationality. ”

In an instant, the stone statue raised its hand, and the magic pen in his hand suddenly fell!

Blessed with the "Divine Virtue" and "Words of the Dharma" of the "edification" supernatural powers, this stroke should be like ten thousand strokes!

The people on the ground were touched by the golden light, and suddenly a voice sounded faintly in their heads.

The voice is faint, from light to heavy, from vague to clear, gradually deeply rooted in people's hearts and engraved in the mind!

"Saint!"

Rowan didn't have time to think about the words, and at the moment of emergency, he didn't say a "Amitabha" into people's hearts, which was already the result of restraint.

As the indoctrination deepened, a faint golden mark appeared on the brains of all the people on the earth, which was the proof of becoming a disciple of a saint.

In order to complete this step, the stone statue in Luo Wenzhihai was almost reduced to the size of a grain of rice, and the qi of holy virtue was exhausted.

But the next moment, people who had regained a little reason under the protection of the saint subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"It's a saint!"

The spirit of holiness came again, rolling like a tide.

[PS: Don't ask for a recommendation ticket is a salted fish, don't ask for a collection is a sweet fish.] 】