As soon as Ning Que returned to Linforty-seventh Lane, he was blocked by the sea-watching monks from the Lanke Temple.

"The little monk Guanhai has seen Mr. Thirteen and the master of the courtyard."

Before Ning Que could return the salute, Yang Xin said directly: "Are you the Guanhai of the Rotten Ke Temple?" Your teacher is Qishan? ”

"Yes!"

Yang Xin suddenly fell silent.

Guanhai was suddenly silent, because Yang Xin's body was wearing the golden holy clothes of Virgo, and the Buddha light was shrouded all over his body, and the pure golden Buddha light flashed all over his body, and the Buddha light finally flashed all over the sky.

"You're also a monk?" Guanhai suddenly asked.

"No, you and Master Qishan are the real monks in this world." Yang Xin said.

"Why did the courtyard master say that?" Looking at the sea is incomprehensible.

"Can you watch "Journey to the West" and "Fengshen Bang"?" Yang Xin did not answer Guanhai's question, but asked a seemingly unrelated question. "Fengshen List" was launched by Yang Xin after Ning Que left and when "Journey to the West" ended.

"Yes."

"How do you feel?" Yang Xin asked again.

"When I first saw it, my mood was agitated, my heart was shaking, and then I realized that the little monk was just a monk." Watch the answers.

"Are you skeptical about your path?" Yang Xin still asked.

"When the mind is disturbed, there are some doubts, but after the mind is calm, when the heart is clear, there is no doubt." Watching replied with a straight face.

"So you and your teacher are the real monks, not hypocritical, and compassionate. And those Buddhas who are high up in the Western Heavens, they are not so much Buddhas as powerful people, in terms of strength, you are 108,000 miles away from them, and in terms of Buddha nature, they are 108,000 miles away from you. ”

Watch again silent and silent.

"The only good thing that the Hanging Temple has done is to set up a Ranke Temple in the secular world, so as to cultivate real monks like Master Qishan and Guanhai, otherwise, I will feel hopeless about the Buddhism in this world." Yang Xin said.

Guanhai remained silent. My family knows my own affairs, and the people of the Hanging Temple Buddhism know what virtue they know about the sea.

"Why did Brother Yang Xin say that?" Ning Que suddenly asked.

"The Buddhism in this world is not so much the Buddha as the demon wearing the monk's skin, the golden and brilliant Hanging Temple is buried under the white bones of millions of serfs, this is the blood and tears of millions of serfs cast the name of the Hanging Temple, if you don't believe it, you can open the eyes of heaven and take a look." Yang Xin said.

After Ning Que heard this, he immediately flew into the air, transported his mana and gathered it between his eyes, and used the technique of looking at qi to look in the direction where the Hanging Temple was located.

In Ning Que's imagination, the Hanging Temple should be a quiet and charitable place for Buddhism, but he didn't expect it to be a place of resentment and disgruntle, even if it was so far away, Ning Que seemed to be able to faintly hear the wails and curses of those resentful spirits.

"Hanging Temple An dare to do this?!" Ning Que fell from his sword and said angrily.

"It's not so much that the people of the Hanging Temple are disciples of Buddhism, it's better to say that they are demons, no, they are not as good as demons, demons, and they are not as ruthless as them. I know that it is cruel to survive in any world, but even in the cruelest and hellish wasteland apocalypse, there will be a glimmer of humanity. ”

"And in the Hanging Temple, known as the Hanging Temple of Buddhism, I don't see a trace of the brilliance of human nature, all I see is the natural oppression, even if those serfs die, the Hanging Temple will not let go, how cruel and ruthless! So, can I ask the Sea Masters and Qishan Masters of the Rotten Ke Temple for a favor? Yang Xin looked at the sea.

"Master, please speak." Guanhai silently saluted.

"I have here a copy of the Nirvana Sutra, a copy of the Diamond Sutra, a copy of the Dizo Bodhisattva Wish Merit Sutra, a Heart Sutra, a Sutra of Past Lives, a copy of the Great Compassion Mantra, and a copy of the Medicine Master Liuliguang Nyolai Wish Merit Sutra. Yang Xin said.

"I don't dare to ask for it! It's just that...... My master and I are not opponents of the Hanging Temple. Guanhai's face was full of bitterness.

"It doesn't matter, after today, the Hanging Temple will no longer exist in the world." Yang Xin said slowly.

Just when Guanhai and Ning Que were surprised, Yang Xin waved his hand, and a small white bone soul banner suddenly appeared in Yang Xin's hand, and then slowly became larger until it covered the sky and the sun, and then slowly rose into the air, turning into a streamer and flying towards the Hanging Temple.

The appearance of the White Bone Soul Banner made the people of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty in an uproar, especially when the White Bone Soul Banner soared, everyone was dizzy for a while, and Li Zhongyi, the Tang King who was in the palace, suddenly stood up from the dragon chair and hurriedly summoned the Kongtong Seal.

In the land shrouded by the golden dragon of luck, Tang King Li Zhongyi can teleport everywhere with the power of the Kongtong seal. Tang King Li Zhongyi directly cooled the Wenchen generals aside, and a teleportation came to Yang Xin's side.

At the same time, the master in the mountain behind the academy also teleported to Yang Xin's side.

"Master, what happened to the White Bone Soul Banner just now?" Tang King Li Zhongyi asked urgently, the power of the White Bone Soul Chasing Banner Tang King Li Zhongyi is the power of the White Bone Soul Banner, if this powerful magic weapon falls into the hands of hostile forces, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Don't panic, the teacher is just using this white bone soul banner to deal with some trivial things." Yang Xin said lightly.

Ning Que's mouth twitched, your old man wants to destroy the Hanging Temple, this is a trivial matter?

In just a few breaths, the White Bone Soul Banner came to the top of the Hanging Temple, Yang Xin controlled the White Bone Soul Banner from a distance in the Forty-seventh Lane, and the White Bone Soul Banner shook again and again, turning into a black hole when the monks of the Hanging Temple looked uncertain, frantically devouring the resentful spirit at the bottom of the Hanging Temple.

The first sermon of the Hanging Temple was furious, and he wanted to call out to the monks to meet the enemy, but he just stood up, and then he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"What a domineering magic weapon!" The face of the first lecture of the Hanging Temple has changed greatly, even if the body and spirit are trained to become Buddhas, invulnerable, known as the Buddha of the world, but in the face of the fierce and powerful ancient magic weapon white bone soul chasing banner is also more than enough and not enough.

"Run!" The first seat of the Hanging Temple suddenly had a flash of inspiration and shouted loudly.

"Run? Did you escape? Yang Xin, who was far away in the 47th lane of Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty, sneered, stretched out his hand, and a flag appeared in Yang Xin's hand, Yang Xin waved his hand, This flag rose in the wind, covering the sky and the sun, and flew towards the Hanging Temple.

"What is this?" Tang King Li Zhongyi's eyes widened.

"The Zhenwu Soap Carving Banner of the Emperor Zhenwu of the Northern Heavenly Gate." Yang Xin said lightly.

"In "Journey to the West", when the Lotus Cave was captured, Nezha, the great god of the Three Altars Sea Society, helped the Monkey King cover the sky?" King Tang had long seen the origin of this flag at a glance.

"Yes, it's just that this flag is not used to cover the sky, but to cover the Hanging Temple, separating the monks from the serfs at the bottom of the sinkhole, so that they don't have to run away." Yang Xin said.

"Master, this is the rhythm of killing everything." Tang King Li Zhongyi let out a long sigh, sighing with infinite envy.

See, is this what people do? One view, one temple, one door and two floors, this temple is going to become a swan song today.

Yang Xin suddenly sat cross-legged, his hands formed a Buddha seal, and at the same time, a small universe appeared in Yang Xin's hands.

Tang King Li Zhongyi and the others felt a pang in their hearts, and once again thought about the move that Yang Xin had crossed thousands of miles away that day, killed the Great Divine Palace of the Xiling Temple with one blow, destroyed the Heavenly Oracle Temple, and caused heavy losses to the Xiling Temple-Heavenly Demon Subdued.

Just as Tang King Li Zhongyi was eagerly watching the cosmic star cluster in Yang Xin's hand take off, Yang Xin suddenly withdrew from the small universe.

"Master?" Tang King Li Zhongyi's eyes narrowed and asked inexplicably.

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