A lot of big things have happened in the Linghuang recently.

The eyes of countless cultivators were focused on Xizhou, and they all looked at Lingyin Temple.

The first major event was that a small realm called the Sea of Blood suddenly rumored to invade the Spirit Waste, and it was said that a priest had already come to the human world through a certain passage.

The second major event is the birth of the Sword Buddha of Lingyin Temple, this worldly cultivation has reached its peak, and the strong man who was once as famous as Daoyan Zhenren and Qingdi Song Nu actually rumored to accept apprentices.

The third major event is related to the Taoist Sect and the Lingyin Temple, and countless people have been speculating about how the Daoist Sect will get along with the Lingyin Temple, some people think that because of the sudden appearance of the sea of blood, the Daoist Sect will choose to back down, and some people also think that the Lingyin Temple will choose to continue to argue with the Daoist Sect.

But to everyone's surprise, in the end, it was Xun Ju who took out the sword, he didn't speak, but on the last day of the Lingyin Temple, he cut off the last Buddha in the temple with a sword.

Broken Buddha.

Several other holy places naturally understood the meaning of this Lord of the Qing Law Hall and the meaning of the Buddha.

Buddhism has been prosperous for so many years, and now even the Daomen of Dongzuzhou is full of temples, not to mention a holy place like Kunlun, even other Taoist sects are unbearable.

This time, taking advantage of the birth of the sea of blood and the trapping of the disciples of the Dao Sect, the Dao Sect finally showed its attitude.

That is the way to break the Buddha's door.

For a while, there was a panic among the Spirit Desolation cultivators.

The beginning of the dispute between the three religions heralded the breaking of the pattern that had been peaceful for thousands of years.

Many elderly people clearly remember that in the last battle, although Buddhism stood at the end, it attracted the anger of a great man who had already transcended the heavens and the earth.

And this time, whether the big man has flown up, and if not, will it appear again.

As for Buddhism, countless Buddhist practices began to be in jeopardy, and countless temples began to hold Buddhist meetings, wanting to promote Buddhism.

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West Continent.

The ruined temple located hundreds of miles outside Xiguan gathered a large number of Buddhist practitioners.

Many people call it Hinayana ***.

The reason why there are so many Buddha cultivators again is because it is rumored that the Sword Buddha was born here, and it is even rumored that Song Nu of the Blue Emperor City has also passed by here.

And it is said that as long as you can amaze the world here, you have a great chance of being favored by the Sword Buddha.

So, naturally, there were people competing here.

First on the Buddha, then on the wheel of meditation, and after that, some of the Buddhas began to try their fists and feet.

But in the end, a few respected old monks came forward and set some rules to avoid the infighting of Buddhism.

One of the rules is that Buddhist disciples who come here from other continents need to have a sense of the Buddha statue in the ruined temple before they are eligible to enter the Lingshan Mountain to listen to the teachings of the first few people.

Of course, the deepest meaning is that only by standing out from these people can you become a disciple of the Sword Buddha.

As a result, the small ruined temple immediately became sacred.

Those Buddhist cultivators who thought they were gifted and intelligent were all vying to make their mark in this competition.

In the crowd, a young man with a short stature and an ugly face stood quietly on the periphery of the crowd.

His breathing was a little unsteady, and he appeared in this world for the first time, surrounded by countless enemies who tried to kill their people, these people seemed to have kind faces, but the young man knew that in the sea of blood, even the youngest children would not let go. Become a disciple of the Sword Buddha.

The corners of the boy's mouth turned up slightly, which is indeed a very interesting thing.

In the past few days, he has learned some things about the Celestial Immortal Realm, and he has learned that these seemingly powerful celestials are also divided into several forces, and even the existence of some border alien races He inquired very clearly.

"The reason why the elder is reluctant to make enemies of the celestials is that he is afraid of those supreme beings, but he doesn't know that those beings don't dare to make a move at will, because this heaven and earth will collapse because of their actions."

The young man said secretly in his heart.

With the talent of the Xituo clan, under such a rich aura, the strength will increase at an unimaginable rate, and no one can see where they came from.

As long as he can become a disciple of the Sword Buddha, the Buddha cultivators among the celestials and people will prostrate under their feet.

What a wonderful thing it is.

Styx, the ugly boy, whose real identity is the Lord of the Sea of Blood, grinned, and the next moment, his expression froze.

For he sensed a very cold gaze looking at him.

That gaze could see through everything, and any secrets on him were gone, as if he were exposed to the sun without any clothing.

Styx looked up and looked at it with difficulty.

Then, Styx saw clearly the owner of the indifferent gaze.

Standing in a green shirt, like a green pine, it stands quietly in the field, moving with the breeze, and then towering on the shore.

Styx subconsciously wanted to escape.

only to find that his legs could not move for some reason.

"Who are you...?" Styx asked in a trembling voice, his voice full of fear.

No one knew that the Lord of the Blood Sea would actually leave the Blood Sea in such an identity and then mingle among the Buddhist practitioners.

Styx didn't even think anyone in this world would be able to recognize him.

Detached from the sea of blood, his body is no different from that of heaven and man, and even stronger in some aspects.

But now, just as soon as it appeared, it encountered such a terrifying existence.

Styx didn't dare to make the slightest move, but waited quietly for the man's judgment.

…

"Alive, isn't it?" Shen Yu looked at the young man in front of him, and said expressionlessly, "You really should listen to that elder..... although the sea of blood is getting more and more broken, it is still enough for you to live for thousands of years.

Styx looked up, a hint of rebellion in his shocked gaze.

Thousands of years of life sounds like a long time, but for the long life of a blood sea being, it is too short.

The elder has lived too long, and his courage has become as small as the sand of the sea of blood.

If he hadn't known about the existence of the celestials, perhaps he would have resigned himself to living the rest of the years.

But those Buddha cultivators appeared, and those ghosts pulled out of the ground, telling Styx all the time that the place where the celestials were located was the place where their blood creatures dreamed of.

Styx stubbornly looked at the man and said firmly, "You heavens and men are not willing to accept limited life, and what race is willing to accept the living beings in the world."

Shen Yu didn't speak.

He said it when he had just woken up and stepped into the Southwest Dao Sect and met Shang Yingluo.

Moving forward, all ethnic groups are pioneers.

The sages of the Terrans were.

The demon clan's eternal divine beasts are too.

The Demon Ancestor in the Demon Domain is even more.

Shen Yu never believed that heaven and earth existed for a single race.

The avenue is never derived for a certain group of people.

The cultivation methods of the three religions are intertwined, and the human race and the demon race also have many similar exercises.

As for this sea of blood, what about it?

Shen Yu never cared about these secular camp concepts.

If Taixuan had seen this young man back then, I am afraid that he would have passed on a few Taoist methods, so that the fellow Daoists who were moving forward would have more variables.

"Tianyan is fifty, the avenue is forty-nine, there will always be one who escapes." Shen Yu said indifferently, "You one, it's very interesting."

Listening to the other party's indifferent voice, Styx felt like a baby for the first time.

They want to resist, but they don't have any power at all.

This is not a simple physical rebellion, but a sense of surrender from the depths of the heart, as if the man in front of him is born high.

Obviously, the Tianyan Fifty in the other party's mouth is some kind of extraordinary truth.

Styx asked tentatively, "Won't you expose me?"

Shen Yu smiled and shook his head.

Styx exhaled, suppressed the fear in his heart, and continued to ask, "Who the hell are you?"

Shen Yu thought for a moment and replied, "Dao Sect, Shen Yu."

Styx had never heard of this name, but it seemed to be like a knife carved in his heart, and no matter how he tried, there was no way to erase Shen Yu's name from the bottom of his heart.

"Buddhism refers to the creatures of the sea of blood as 'Shura', and you should have heard that term." Shen Yu turned a blind eye to the young man's fear, and just said slowly: "One of the great wishes made by the Buddha when he practiced back then was about Shura, that is, the sea of blood is not empty, and he vows not to become a Buddha, so for countless years, people in the three realms of Buddhism have entered the sea of blood one after another, and it is for this great wish."

Styx's eyes widened, hearing rumors of creatures in the Sea of Blood for the first time.

These things have never been known to any of the clansmen, not even the elders who symbolize wisdom.

He subconsciously approached the other party, wanting to hear more about the secrets of the sea of blood.

What made Styx even more strange was that the man in front of him was in the midst of a large crowd, but it was as if he was the only one in the whole world.

That small voice can only be heard by himself, and the people around him are unaware of it.

"Buddhas and Shura are natural enemies, either the heavens and ten thousand Buddhas have surpassed the sea of blood, or these Buddhas have all fallen into the sea of blood and become demons, and for thousands of years, no one has ever tried to merge them into one."

Shen Yu's voice continued to sound.

Styx only felt that his eyes suddenly opened up, and he had some new thoughts with the words of the other party.

Buddha cultivation among heaven and man, Xituo tribe in the sea of blood.

If the two worldly enemies achieve their respective cultivation to the extreme, what kind of realm will it be?

If the previous thought was just a flash of inspiration.

And now, Styx has more thoughts in his heart, if he is the demon in the mouth of the Buddha cultivator according to what the other party said, as long as he practices the Dharma, he can wash away his own filth, so that he can let the soul be cleansed.

And the body of the Xituo tribe is a rare unsullied body in this world.

It's a Buddha, it's a demon.

He will be the only one in this world.

Styx stood up and nodded to the man in the green shirt in the distance.

Then, he turned around and walked into the ruined temple.

Shen Yu stood quietly in the distance, his expression calm.

He suddenly found the journey interesting, more interesting than the previous one.

It's also fun to sow a seed and watch it take root and sprout over the years.