Mount Putuo is located in the west of Jingzhou, among the mountains and dense forests. Different from the Ethereal Peak of Tianji Pavilion, the Ethereal Peak is located in the center of Jingzhou, as long as you step into the boundary of Jingzhou, you can see the Ethereal Peak that goes straight into the clouds. But if you want to go to the mountains and dense forests to find Putuo Mountain, it is difficult to be unfamiliar with the road.

Putuo Temple is the authentic Buddhism of Zen Buddhism, although it is regarded as the Jianghu martial arts Taishan Beidou, and is regarded as the first of the three major martial arts holy places by the Jianghu martial arts people. But Putuo Temple has never had such an awareness.

They have never regarded themselves as martial arts sects, but they are very concerned about the ranking of temples in the world. The major events of the rivers and lakes and martial arts, Putuo Temple rarely participates, but the major events in Buddhism, Putuo Temple has never been absent.

Because of this, there are many believers in Putuo Temple. In the hearts of many believers, Putuo Temple is only a famous mountain temple with strong incense, and they don't care much about the reputation of his martial arts holy land.

The reason why Putuo Temple is so respected by the Jianghu martial arts is that in addition to their mountain protection array of one hundred and eight Arhat arrays, it is said that Putuo Temple has three hundred and sixty martial arts, of which there are one hundred and eight unique ones.

These one hundred and eight peerless skills, as long as any one of them is practiced to the peak realm, he can become a first-class master of the martial arts in the rivers and lakes. And in Putuo Temple, martial arts are just a way for them to practice Buddhism. Even they have another name for martial arts training, which is martial arts Zen. Zen first, then martial arts.

After more than 2,000 years of evolution, the martial arts of Putuo Temple have gradually separated from the Jianghu martial arts system. But all the martial arts of Putuo Temple need to cooperate with Buddhism and Zen Taoism. Therefore, for more than 300 years, I have not heard of that evil demon relying on the martial arts of Putuo Temple to do evil outside.

It's not that Putuo Temple hides the martial arts too well, but that the martial arts of Putuo Temple fall into the hands of people with unscrupulous hearts, and the cultivation is extremely slow. Even if it is a supreme divine skill, the speed of practice is not as good as that of a third-rate martial arts.

Because it does not fight, does not rob, and stays out of the matter, the Jianghu martial arts are more respectful of Putuo Temple. But all the heroes who have practiced the martial arts of Putuo Temple are also upright, both moral and moral, so the prestige of Putuo Temple is getting worse and worse.

Seventy years ago, Putuo Temple suddenly closed, and for 70 years, no one in Putuo Temple walked the rivers and lakes. Seventy years of tranquility are all because of that one person seventy years ago.

Seventy years ago, Putuo Temple produced a genius, a white-clothed monk who was elegant and like a fairy among the gods. Dressed in a thin monk's robe, a pair of barefoot steps out of the mountain gate to walk the world.

Walk all the way, cross all the way. Seventy years ago, natural and man-made disasters, monks were like white lotus out of the mud and unstained, and everywhere they went, they crossed the evil spirit and resentment of heaven and earth. Because the monk is too dusty, because the monk's demeanor is too shocking, the monk has a fairy name.

The monk's Dharma name is a thought, a thought is an immortal, and a thought is a Buddha, so he is a thought of an immortal Buddha. As soon as the immortal Buddha stepped out of Jingzhou to travel the world, every time he saw the tragic corpses in the world, he would stop and chant the scriptures.

The bandits bullied him, and the army killed him in the green forest, but he never moved, did not fight back, and did not fight back. The knife does not hurt, and the water and fire do not invade. When he had finished chanting, he got up and wandered around again to change places.

In those days, it seemed that there were dead people everywhere. Every day people die, every day people struggle with suffering. One thought can't save the world, so he can only cross. However, he failed to cross any of the wicked people, nor did he transcend any of the undead, and he did not get the name of the holy monk, but he received the honorific title of a one-chanted immortal Buddha.

The first in the heavenly list, a Nian Immortal Buddha! The only genius who has one hundred and eight kinds of peerless learning, and a strange man who makes the prestige of Putuo Temple and shocks the entire martial arts. That year, the Buddha was not yet thirty years old.

No one knows how high the martial arts of the Yinian Immortal Buddha are, because the Yinian Immortal Buddha has never made a move. No one knows how to kill a Nian Immortal Buddha, because no one has ever succeeded.

The Central Plains was full of complaints, and the footsteps of the immortal Buddha unconsciously stepped on the border of Liangzhou. What you see here is even more miserable than in the hinterland of the Central Plains.

If the people of Zhongzhou and Jingzhou are living in dire straits, then the people of Liangzhou are living in the hell of Abi. The grassland Hulu wantonly slaughtered the people of Liangzhou, burned, killed, and plundered.

At that time, Yinian shook his Buddha heart for the first time. He thought he would never be angry or angry. But after seven days in Liangzhou, one thought broke the vows one after another.

When he saw the tragic situation of the people in Liangzhou and the extermination of humanity by the grassland Hulu, Yi Nian made his first move and killed someone for the first time.

After that, Yi Nian looked at his blood-stained hands and meditated in the mountains of corpses and blood for seven hundred and forty-nine days. For seven seven hundred and forty-nine days, he did not eat a grain of rice, nor did he drink a drop of water. His heart was so confused, he wanted to go back and ask the master, why he couldn't cross a person, didn't the master say that he was the most Buddha-related and Buddha-minded? Why couldn't he cross a person?

Later, he did not wait for the revenge of the steppe, but waited for the saintess of the steppe. It was a person who had the same ideals as him, a person who kept trying to dissolve the evil spirits between heaven and earth and kept failing.

What happened seventy years ago, no one knows and no one cares. But when Yinian returned to the sect, he said that he was sorry for the world and fell into a dead silence. went out of the mountain to save the people of the world, but he couldn't save anyone. On the contrary, it provoked a war in the world, causing the lives of Kyushu to be devastated.

After that, Putuo Temple announced the closure of the mountain, as for how long the mountain was closed, but did not say half a word. Seventy years have passed since the closure of Putuo Temple, and these seventy years, and such calm is just a snap of a finger for the monks of Putuo Temple.

This kind of mountain closure is also good, and the tranquility that no one disturbs is the ideal environment for their Zen Buddhism. If there is nothing special, Putuo Temple even wants to keep closing the mountain.

But...... Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, and everything is fate. The cause of the planting of the year must always have a time of effect. Many things can't be solved by closing the mountain, and many people can't be avoided by you just by hiding.

Even though Putuo Temple is a holy place for martial arts, even though the masters in Putuo Temple are like clouds. However, in the world, there is always a stronger sect immortal palace that surpasses the nine heavens.

In the early morning of this day, the mountain people at the foot of Putuo Temple were wondering why the morning bell that rang on time every day did not ring today? But they did not know that at this moment, the Putuo Temple had already been bleeding like a river.

All the monks of Putuo Monastery, including the little novices who chopped wood and carried water, were forcibly gathered on the puja square in the center of the monastery. All those who were reluctant and uncooperative had already been executed with their heads and corpses.

It's not that Putuo Temple didn't resist, but it couldn't resist. The one hundred and eight Arhat Arrays of Megatron couldn't even take a light move from the other party. The two thousand warrior monks of Putuo Temple were unexpectedly vulnerable in the eyes of the other party.

The Immortal Emperor was still dressed in the same simple costume, and his face was still wearing that golden mask. The Immortal Emperor slowly paced back and forth in front of a group of monks who were meditating cross-legged with his hands behind his back.

The masters of Asgard are all lost, but it doesn't mean that Asgard is gone. As long as the Immortal Emperor wants, he can pull up a team and a force at any time. In this world, heroes are rare, but there is never a shortage of soft bones.

There are too many people who are willing to give their lives to the Immortal Emperor, and there are too many people who are willing to kneel and lick the Immortal Emperor for the sake of immortality. Therefore, the Immortal Emperor doesn't need to do it himself at all, someone will ask for what he wants for him.

But this notion has been shaken today. The Immortal Emperor didn't understand or understand, there were really people in the world who were not afraid of death and regarded death as their destination? The Immortal Emperor had seen too many people in the past thousand years, so he also knew that although there were such people, there were definitely not many.

But now Putuo Temple up and down, it seems that there are people like that. The subordinates had already dragged each of the heads of the Putuo Temple into the small black room and tortured them, but they had never been able to pry open their mouths and ask about the whereabouts of the Soul Beads.

The thirty-six leaders were all dead, so the monks who pulled the characters went in and tortured. Every minute and every second, there are monks who can't stand the torture and die, and every minute and every second, there are corpses dragged out of it.

However, the hearts of this group of monks seemed to be made of iron, not to mention anger and fear, their faces were not even moved. It seems that what died around them was not their disciples, masters, and brothers, but a flower withered and a leaf withered.

The Immortal Emperor slowly paced in front of the old monk at the front, bowed his body slightly, and brought his face in front of Monk Yin, "You really don't want to explain the whereabouts of the Soul Bead?

"Amitabha...... Flowers bloom and fall by their own fixed number, everything is cause and effect, and everything is sin. Because the monk seems to be seriously injured, this sentence is extremely difficult. And after saying that, he really closed his eyes.

"Master!" Suddenly, a man with a ghost mask came to the Immortal Emperor, "The monks of the character generation are all dead, and only this one is left, may I ask the master if he wants to continue the torture?"

"Torture, torture whom?" said the Immortal Emperor with a cold smile.

"Naturally, it is to torture those Yuan Zi generations, if the Yuan Zi generation is dead, then finish the Jue Zi generation, until someone in Putuo Temple opens his mouth to say the whereabouts of the soul bead!" The voice of the person who came said was extremely gloomy, and every word hit the heart of the monk like a spell.

"What do you think...... Will those little monks of the Yuanzi generation know the whereabouts of the Soul Bead?"

"They don't know whether to worry or not, but the monk must know that what we torture is not those little monks, but the heart of the monk. Buddhism pays attention to cause and effect, and pays attention to public morality and karma. And the deaths of these little monks are all the cause and effect of the monks.

So even if it's karma, it's not our turn, it's all because of the monk's sins, and they're all his sins!"

"Hahaha-" The Immortal Emperor looked up to the sky and laughed, "Monk Yin, have you heard it?" are you still reluctant to say, if you don't want to, these subordinates of mine won't be soft-hearted." ”

"Amitabha-" After the monk sang a Buddha name, he stopped talking, closing his eyes and lips squirming, as if he was overpowering the undead.

"Hmph!" the Immortal Emperor's face suddenly turned cold.