There is a big event in Lingyin Temple.

That is, things that have been noisy for months have finally come to an end.

At the foot of Lingshan, a large number of Buddhist disciples gathered, including those from Lingyin Temple in Xizhou, and those who came here from other continents.

This is the holy place of Buddhism, and it is also the last pure land in the hearts of countless Buddhas.

Part of the reason for this is that Lingshan was originally the place where the Buddha preached.

The other part is the existence of Lingyin Temple.

And being able to become a disciple of Lingyin Temple is the dream of more than 1,000 Buddha countries in the vast West Continent and the Buddhist cultivators in Dongzu Continent who have been squeezed by Taoism and have no place to stay.

And there are very few people who can really worship the mountain gate.

Therefore, they could only pray reverently to the top of the spiritual mountain in the outskirts of the spiritual mountain.

Unlike these lowest-level Buddhist cultivators, the dozen or so monks in the southwest direction seem to be dressed in shabby, but they are magnificent, and they are not inferior to the monks of Lingyin Temple.

Some people recognized their origins, and they all showed expressions that they were about to make a good show.

At the front of the crowd, a young monk with a scarred face looked sadly and looked into the distance without saying a word.

…

At the same time, the eyes of countless people converged on the mountainside, where stood a young monk with an outstanding demeanor and shining with the light of the Buddha at all times.

That is the Zen of the generation of Lingyin Temple.

The existence that the whole world of Buddha cultivators look up to.

A light rain fell in the sky.

The delicate raindrops hit Hui Ke's robe, splashing snow-white water vapor, enveloping his entire body, like a pure glass.

No one dared to look closely, just because the young monk's Buddha light was too dazzling.

Only the great cultivators who have stepped into the bodhisattva realm and made great aspirations will be daunting.

When Hui Ke was in one place, the figures of more than a dozen monks in the southwest direction moved slightly.

Soon they came to the mountainside, and strangely, no one in the Lingyin Temple stopped them, as if these people should have appeared there.

There was a Zen sound, and Hui Ke quietly looked at the monks walking in the distance, his eyes narrowed.

"Senior Brother Shenxiu."

Hui Ke folded his hands and spoke softly, with a hint of extraordinary respect in his expression.

Because, this world, as a god, is indeed worthy of it.

The wind and rain are blowing.

Shenxiu was wearing a black robe, which did not look like the style of Xizhou, and it was rare for Buddhists to worship black, because it meant too ominous.

Shenxiu has a mysterious temperament, and there is no half of the solemn atmosphere of Buddhism.

and Lingshan, it seems to be full of incompatibility at all times.

The mysterious monk folded his hands and replied seriously, "It's been a long time since we've seen you, Senior Brother Hui Ke... That's good!"

Hui Ke smiled and said lightly, "That's true... When I saw it today, Senior Brother Shenxiu was already respected as the 'Sect Master'."

Shenxiu's face was expressionless, and he said calmly: "Zen Buddhism and Vinaya Buddhism are originally from the Buddha, with the same root and origin, if you are willing, I can give you the position of the sect master."

Hearing this, Hui Kewei raised his eyebrows slightly, a little disapproving.

In Lingshan, under the fanatical gaze of thousands of believers, he naturally would not make any moves, although the Eastern Ancestral Continent Zen Sect and the Western Continent Law Sect had long been on the same page.

But today, this thousand-year-old feud is not as good as that.

But if these Zen disciples are still stubborn, he doesn't mind killing them.

So, Hui Ke said seriously, "If Senior Brother Shenxiu is here to watch the ceremony, there is no need to say much about everything, but if you have other thoughts..."

He paused, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said in a cold voice, "The Buddha is also angry."

Shenxiu's eyelids were slightly raised, unconcerned about the threat of this Zen man.

For thousands of years, Zen Buddhism has traveled eastward, and there is no interest in Lingshan, and today I am not here for the dispute of Zen law.

It is a matter of life and death for the entire Buddhist sect.

Shenxiu's expression was solemn, he looked at the woman in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Uncle Crossing the Disaster has really decided? For thousands of years, the sea of blood has risen because of the Buddha, and it is also the responsibility of my Buddhism to guard the sea of blood and prevent ghosts from being born.

The two stood on the mountainside, and the rest of the monks were far away.

Hui Ke shook his head and said calmly, "Senior Brother Shenxiu, how many of those ancestors who crossed the East are left? For thousands of years, how many genius disciples have stepped into the sea of blood, and then never came back, yes, the sea of blood did rise because of the Buddha, but back then, the three Daomen were also there, and the Confucian scholar was also there, but in the end, only my Buddhist disciples were trapped here for the rest of their lives, senior brother, how many years will it take, at that time, there will be no place for my Buddhism in the world."

Hui Ke's tone was very desolate, and even the monks in the distance felt a sense of sadness.

The same is true for Shenxiu, but Vinaya can do it without scruples, but Zen cannot.

Because the ancestor of Dongdu left a blood meridian when he passed away, so that if the younger disciples encounter this incident, they must stop it, even if they die.

So, Shenxiu had to come.

"The spiritual mountain will collapse, and the Buddha Gate will eventually be brought into the abyss."

Shenxiu sighed, and then continued: "You should know that with the Lingyin Temple, coupled with the land of a thousand rivers, it is impossible to fight against the Dao Sect, the Sword Immortal City, and even the academy that doesn't care about the world."

"Senior brother, no one can compete with those three holy lands, even Liubo Mountain and Dongwang Island are involved, as long as that person is still alive, there is no way that anyone in the world can be an enemy of the Dao Sect..."

Hui Ke spoke suddenly.

From the beginning of Zen Buddhism to the first ancestors, he was alone, and in addition to studying Buddhism all day long, he never thought about the rise and fall of Buddhism.

So much so that when it comes to life and death now, they still want to avoid it.

Avoid the Daomen, avoid the Confucianism, and even the prosperous Tang Dynasty in Zhongzhou.

But now, apart from Lingshan, where else can I avoid.

"Even people from a background like the Bitter Master Ancestor know why my Lingyin Temple wants to do this, and for this reason, they are even willing to die, triggering the seal of the blood sea, and the three of them are the three Great Trend Ancestors, if they continue to escape the world in Ling Mountain, I am afraid they will be able to live for three thousand years, but they have all made a choice..."

"Senior Brother Shenxiu, are you still obsessed?"

In the drizzle, the young monk's voice was full of pain.

Hui Ke stretched out a hand, let the raindrops fall on the palm of his hand, and said: "The rules of the world are controlled by the academy, they occupy the Central Continent, step by step westward, you can go to Xiguan to see, those Buddha countries have now been killed by the Tang Dynasty There are only a few, and within ten years, the iron cavalry of the Tang Dynasty will be killed to Lingshan."

"Taoism cultivates heaven and earth, Confucianism cultivates itself, only my Buddhism needs thousands of wishes, and believers need to be able to prosper, otherwise how can the great wishes made by you and me be recognized by the Heavenly Dao, ten years later, you and I will both fall."

Huike clenched his fist.

The rain exploded.

He looked at the sea of clouds in the distance and said slowly, "By then, they will all turn to dust."

Shenxiu stood on the cliff with a shocked expression.

Zen Buddhism was expelled from the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years ago, and he did not begin to practice at that time, only knowing that it was because Buddhism acted too publicly, which annoyed the Son of Heaven.

But these only delayed the prosperity of Buddhism for hundreds of years, and did not allow other temples to spread all over the world.

The Tang Dynasty went out of Xiguan and destroyed many Buddhist countries in Xizhou.

Daozong went up to the southwest, shaking the mountains and rivers of Xizhou.

Shenxiu turned around and muttered, "It's the Dao Sect and the Tang Dynasty."

Hui Ke nodded.

It is not the Lingyin Temple that has laid out the earth-shattering situation, but the Taoist Sect and the Tang Dynasty, or the academy is doing the game.

Buddhism is in full bloom.

Taoism and Confucianism are bound to weaken.

Hundreds of years ago, the Tang Dynasty destroyed the Buddha

That's the beginning.

This bureau began hundreds of years ago ...

Shenxiu's face was full of disbelief, and a terrifying thought lacked in his heart: Who in the world could have such a big hand and involve all the three sects.

Hui Ke didn't speak, because he didn't know either.

Even Uncle Du and Shi Zun, Hui Ke were a little skeptical about whether they knew who that person was.

Drizzle kills.

The two most talented disciples of the younger generation of Buddhism glanced at each other, and they both saw a hint of meaning in their eyes.

"The Conflict of the Three Religions!"

…

The argument between the two did not cause any movement.

The winding and rugged mountain road between the spiritual mountains is full of countless monks, and from the air, those people are like a thin line, zigzag to the top of the mountain.

There was a rumbling sound of vibration on the ground, and in the smoke and rain in the distance, a huge Buddha slowly appeared, pulling this thin line, moving forward between heaven and earth.

This is the only remaining Buddha in Lingshan.

Complete Buddha.

The sight of thousands of monks dragging a huge Buddhist retreat is very impressive.

At the feet of the Buddha's huge feet, a golden futon was suspended, and above it sat a woman with her eyes closed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

"Here we go."

Hui Ke said suddenly.

Shenxiu raised his head and saw that the Buddha's eyes suddenly opened, and then ten thousand Buddha's lights shot out.

The light between heaven and earth is covered by this Buddha light, and as far as the eye can see, there is only the vast and brilliant Buddha statue.

I am a Buddha.

Shenxiu murmured.

Three thousand years ago, Lingshan Ten Thousand Buddhas were cut off by a sword, only this Buddha statue did not collapse, for countless years, Lingyin Temple tried to restore those collapsed Buddha cultivators, but could not do.

Without the support of incense, those Buddhas are like clay sculptures, without half of Buddha nature.

A Buddha who has lost his Buddha nature, how can he support a Buddha.

Shenxiu squinted, saw the woman's face clearly, and sighed, "That woman is an innate spirit, and she has never done anything to hurt heaven and reason, so you sacrificed her like this, so you are not ashamed?"

Hui Ke clenched his fists and said indifferently, "Anyone in the world can be a chess piece, and what is the difference between a chess piece and a chess piece, whether it is good or evil."

Shenxiu shook his head and said softly, "Senior brother, you have fallen into the devil..."

"Hahaha..." Hui Ke laughed and pointed to the top of the mountain in the distance, "Have you ever seen that this mountain has fallen into the abyss!"

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