The ancient city of Tianzhu.

Thundered!

The thunder light illuminated the heavens and the earth, and the dark clouds rolled endlessly, and the originally clear sky suddenly became like this.

Zhang Chaowen looked up at the sky, and the constantly flickering thunder light illuminated his face.

"Why is this happening? Could it be that the master is going to fail? ”

The sky was clear just now, but all of a sudden it became cloudy, which was obviously not normal. Tianzhu is located in the southeast of China, rainy in winter and rainy in summer, although it is now winter, but it is not yet the rainy season.

Normally, light rain is not always necessary, let alone heavy rain.

The next moment, as if to reflect his words, all the monks felt that something had descended. In the thick dark clouds, in the roaring thunder, something grotesque came.

There was a cold breath coming from the sky, although it didn't rain, but everyone seemed to be drenched in general body temperature and was frantically plundered.

"What about the sir?" The company clerk next to him asked. "Shall we call for backup?"

"Who's for support? The town and the country are all sitting inside. Immediately report the information here to the headquarters, and evacuate the people. ”

Zhang Chaowen forced himself to calm down and make the right orders that he could do at the moment.

The crowd began to evacuate, and everyone urgently evacuated the ancient city.

The work here is relatively easy, and ordinary people are not stupid, although they can't feel the existence of the Bodhi Realm, they can also detect the strangeness coming from the sky. The government began to evacuate, and most people naturally did not refuse.

Of course, there are some diehards who want to stay, but they have all tasted the iron fist.

in the ancient temple.

The monk opened his eyes, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and the aura on his body was still changing.

"Amitabha, the poor monk originally thought that Mahayana Buddhism had become like this due to changes by later generations, and embarked on a crooked path, but he didn't expect it to be the other way around, it's really impermanent."

When he was young, his Buddha heart was broken once, and at that time, to be honest, he wanted to abandon Buddha and enter the Tao. Among them, he was influenced by Li Changsheng, and his demeanor at the top made him obsessed, and it has been the same until now. Otherwise, I will not be obsessed with recreating the past with incense, and I will be obsessed with stepping through the spiritual mountain alone and fighting Bodhi alone.

It's a botched imitation.

And more of a disappointment with the Buddha, most of the Buddhas he saw were evil. Although the Taoist chief told him a few times, he would only find him if there would be problems, and there were still such ascetics in the world who had the four monks of Tianhua, but he still couldn't let go.

Now through the Bodhi realm, I see the past of Buddhism that is not recorded.

I thought that Mahayana Buddhism was filthy enough, but I never thought that compared to the Buddhism of ancient times, Mahayana Buddhism is simply the supreme Dharma.

The ascetic said, "As the sword immortal said, our immortal path is a heretic compared to other people, and they are no different from the demon path to us. ”

Through the ever-changing aura of the world, they can also perceive the Buddhas of a much older age, and their chaotic and cold aura is definitely not like that because of the Bodhi realm. From beginning to end, there is no trace of Buddha's will, and it is completely an evil demon.

Of course, this is also relative, and maybe those people don't think there's anything wrong with them.

"The immortal once said that those who do evil to me will be killed, so it seems that there is some reason."

This made Du Shi even more determined, the correctness of the Great Lei Yin Book, at least in his opinion, this is the real Buddha.

Du Shi closed his eyes again, meditated on the scriptures, and the Buddha's light on his body was magnificent, instantly suppressing the surging yin and evil Buddha intent.

When it comes to Buddhism, he's even better.

"Amitabha."

A smiling phantus of the Buddha came out of the void, with four arms, a human skin drum on his waist, a human head stick, both hands constantly patting the human skin drum, both hands dangling the human head stick, and his legs took strange steps as if he was dancing some kind of dance.

Evil to the extreme, treacherous to cold.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that such a thing was buried in the depths of the Bodhi Realm.

"It's time to hit the road." Du Shibao said solemnly, the Buddha on his body wanted to pull this evil Buddha into his body.

However, this time, the other party obviously did not have the cooperation of those Buddhas before and took the initiative to enter his body, and he resisted himself, and even showed hostility.

The evil Buddha danced, and human bones appeared at his feet, splitting in half as if they were blooming.

He was using some kind of "Dharma", which did not belong to the Dharma of the Immortal Path Era, and which was no different from the Dharma of the demons.

"Amitabha, the poor monk can only surpass you."

Du Shi was suddenly angry, and the Buddha also had real fire, and slapped it with one palm.

With a slap of the palm, the golden light instantly drowned the evil Buddha, and all the coldness and filth disappeared in an instant.

Du Shi withdrew his palm, and had to say that what the chief said was very reasonable, and those who hated me were cut off, and if they couldn't be tempered, they would surpass him.

In this way, we can rest assured, but unfortunately most of these Buddhas are only part of the afterimage, and many have not yet come.

A moment later, another Buddha fell from the Bodhi realm.

This time it was a Buddha with a crying face, with a grief-stricken expression, but the corners of his eyes strangely revealed a wild laugh and awkwardness. He wears a three-inch hat, Buddha beads are his backbone, and his feet are bare.

"Amitabha"

Before he could finish speaking, Du Shi slapped out another palm, instantly overtaking him.

In this way, it may take another month to transform the remaining Buddhas, and it should not be excessive.

"Fellow Daoist, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on." The ascetic instantly saw through his thoughts, "Transcendence is different from enlightenment, these evil Buddhas will not leave you any insights and Dharma, and even if you do, you will not be able to absorb it. ”

Transform a Buddha, and he will leave his only perception and Dharma. This is good for the world, it is positive, even if there is consumption, it can make up for it.

Exceeding an evil Buddha is a complete consumption, and the consumption of voluntary death is not the same as the consumption of fighting. The Evil Buddha will not sit idly by, and will even attack at once.

At the current rate, I'm afraid it won't be possible to kill it in a month.

"The boat is naturally straight to the bridge."

"Need help? Sword Immortal, Qingxuan Daoist, maybe that one? ”

"No, you don't." Watayo shook his head. "I am sure that the Bodhi realm will be absolutely suppressed."

The ascetic was speechless, he naturally knew that the crossing of the world was sure to suppress the Bodhi realm, what would happen to him after the suppression? Can you save your life, can you get out of the way?

This crossing the world is as stubborn as it was back then, and perhaps it is precisely because of this stubbornness that he has been able to get to where he is today. Geniuses are arrogant, perhaps because this arrogance has been suppressed for too long.

Since the other party asked him so much, he had nothing to say.

On the mountain peaks outside the city.

The sudden change did not surprise them, and after the reminder of the little black man, the aura emanating from the ancient temple became more and more wrong. They smelled a hint of cold and frenzied aura from it, and it was obvious that the old monk could not completely suppress the Buddha in his body.

But the old monk's methods were quite successful, and his actions were extremely decisive, and he couldn't see it, so he immediately shot him to death.

The little black man is the highest, and he sees it most sincerely, so he can't help but clap his hands and say: "This monk who crosses the world is not bad, he is worthy of a monk with a Buddha heart, maybe he really crossed it." ”

In terms of Buddhism alone, the monk who crossed the world was the strongest he had ever seen, and with the cultivation of a half-step primordial infant, he had suppressed the entire Bodhi realm for so long, and if he was allowed to come, he would definitely not be able to do it so far.

It seems that Buddhism in the Immortal Dao era also has merits, and it is not unreasonable to be able to replace the original Witch Buddha. Could it be that the reason why there are many talents in the Immortal Dao era is because of the idea of "establishing a heart for heaven and earth, and a life for the people"?

With the great wish to protect the world, establish its Taoist heart.

The little black man had a little enlightenment, and he felt as if he had grasped the true meaning of the fairy era. It's just a pity that their ways are not suitable for him, and he does not approve of their ideas.

The law of the jungle is the principle of heaven and earth.

No matter how civilized it becomes, in the end it is just a new layer of skin, as long as the skin is torn off. All are selfish, and all will be reduced to beasts.

"Let me help you."

The little black man raised his right hand and raised it to the black and oppressive clouds in the sky, his gaze crossed the sky, penetrated the clouds, and stared at the Bodhi Realm standing in the void.

Everyone was staring at him, and the little black managers rarely used their tricks, and no one had seen his heels so far.

Wisps of black gas rose, dark clouds rolled in the sky, and suddenly a hole opened.

Ordinary people may not be able to see what is special about this opening, but in their eyes, countless Buddhas have fallen out of the opening, and the Buddha who should have descended slowly fell dozens of heads at one time, and was sucked to the ancient temple.

Everyone looked at the little black man with a shocked face, and he actually tore the mouth of the Bodhi world open. It was not an ordinary small world, but a special secret place composed of Buddhism, which was no less dangerous than the end of the Lethe River, and for most people it was a forbidden place to go and never return.

The terrible thing is that they can't see any clues, and they can only conclude from the results that the little black man is good at the art of space, no wonder his previous method can rob people from the heavenly prison.

"Amitabha."

An old voice came from the sky, and four monks with thin faces suddenly walked out of the void and stood in the air.

Four golden pill periods, and from the breath point of view, it is not a fake pill. Either it was originally the Jindan period, or it was broken through in the recent period.

No matter what the reason is, the other party's cultivation is higher than theirs.

"This benefactor, you have crossed the line."

With a bang, the clouds collapsed, and a huge Buddha palm fell from the sky.

There is no escape, there is no escape.

"The Immortal Dao era is really full of talents."

The little black man pointed at the void, the space instantly froze, the pitch-black barrier shrouded the mountain, and the Buddha's palm fell only to hear a loud noise, and the air wave spread for thousands of meters.

"Maybe your Dharma is the way."

The little black man suddenly appeared behind one of them, and the old monk reacted quickly, looking back with a punch. The fist wind hunted, and the thin arm burst out with unparalleled strength, and the speed had already broken through the sound barrier.

The little black man grabbed it with his right hand, and immediately stopped the punch that could shatter half of the mountain, without even making any waves.

In fact, the fist did not stop, but was sucked by the space at the front of his palm, and every centimeter of progress was like 10,000 meters. Even if this method is that he can only release a small piece of his palm, he can only be invincible in this way.

In the next second, the other three figures teleported to him, and they all punched and kicked him. The little black man's figure blurred and moved away, appearing a hundred meters away, and before he could make any other moves, the monks also dodged with him.

In this way, the figures of both sides moved around in the void, each breath teleporting dozens of times.

"I can see that you are not good at fighting, and you have not even killed anyone."

The little black man walked around the court, and it could be seen that he was not nervous at all, and even had the heart to speak.

"Is the Immortal Dao Era really so peaceful?"

This is his doubt, I don't know why the people of the Immortal Dao era are sparse and ordinary about peace. It is as if the environment they live in is as peaceful and stable as the current Shenzhou. This was unthinkable in ancient times, where strife was the theme, and stability was only a temporary rest.

The dervishes did not answer, and they did not have the strength to answer. Although this person has not yet made any attacks, they feel suffocated by the sheer art of movement.

They couldn't even touch the corners of the enemy's clothes.

The little black man suddenly stopped, as if he had enough, and then four fists smashed at him, all of which stopped in mid-air. Raising his hand and grabbing the head of one of them, the man wanted to retreat but for some reason he suddenly stuck to it, not that he didn't retreat, but the distance between the two was shortened.

Rumble!

The little black man carried one of him and smashed it at the others, and in less than a breath he teleported dozens of times, each time smashing the heads of the others with precision, no matter how they dodged, it was useless.

There was only one person, but it seemed like there were five of them.

The four monks of Tianhua slammed around in the air like leather balls, and their heads clanged.

As soon as the breath passed, the four monks of Tianhua were already lying on the ground.

Fortunately, in the Buddhist Sect Refining Body, they only suffered some injuries, and they have not yet completely lost their combat ability.

"Amitabha."

He stepped into the air, and his body was covered with black gas, mixed with a little Buddha light. He slapped it out with a palm, like a small world smashing towards the little black man.

Three-inch palm.

This time, the little black man didn't dare to take it lightly, and hurriedly escaped tens of thousands of meters.

"In such a state, you can still move freely."

The two looked at each other, and in the next second, they all raised their whole body strength, and just the impact of their respective breaths made this person in a radius of dozens of miles feel his heart sink.

The little black man did not dare to take it lightly in the face of the monk who crossed the world, and the space shrank by being a little empty.

The monk clasped his hands together and whispered a sentence of Amitabha Buddha, and a red Buddha appeared behind him, holding thunder with three heads and six arms.

Shoot and kill.

Buzz.

Suddenly, the invisible fluctuations dispersed, and the two sides stopped in place, and they invariably felt a trace of horror.

The golden light came from the east, and a yellow book fell suddenly.

All things are lonely, and heaven and earth are still.

Town!

The word flooded everyone's hearts, as if they had heard the will of God.

The only thing they can do at the moment is their thoughts, which plunge them into the fear of the unknown.

Who?! What's that yellow paper?

For the first time in his life, the little black man could not use his body or even his soul under any circumstances.

Everyone was frozen in place, and the only thing they could do was to look up at the yellow paper that stood in the void.

A voice fell from the Nine Heavens, calm and lazy, with a hint of impatience.

"Suppress the Bodhi Realm for a hundred years, and then unravel and normalize them when you have done enough."

The yellow paper ignited a nameless flame, and in an instant, the qi of heaven and earth converged here, and a huge and incomparably large [town] character spanned the heavenly dome, enveloping the Bodhi realm.

Even the Buddha, who had not been able to pass through the world, was sucked back.

A little golden light fell, and a golden glass floated in front of Dushi.

The Bodhi Realm was suppressed so simply that the Evil Buddha didn't even have time to resist.

Everyone regained control of themselves, and the little black man didn't want to disappear directly into place with his own people, and tried his best to move out of the hundreds of miles.

It was also the first time that he had escaped in such an embarrassment.

However, he apparently made a fuss, and the person who drew the yellow paper did not cast his eyes on it. The matter here is not worth his two shots, and everything can be solved with a piece of paper, so why waste his time drinking tea.

"Dao Chief."

The monk stretched out his hands to catch Liuli, and before he could sigh for too long, a chill suddenly rushed to his head.

Rumble!

An invisible force emanated from the glass, directly slapping him to the ground, unable to resist at all.

The whole person was embedded in the ground, the depth was just the same as the ground, and at the same time, he was suppressed by the invisible force and couldn't move at all.

The four monks of Tianhua rushed to come, and they still couldn't pull the world out of the ground despite the power of nine cows and two tigers, as if the world had grown in the ground.

In the end, it took a day and a night, and only got up when the force was gone.

The last one was written incorrectly, it should be a friendship of 1,500 years

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