Buddha...... In that battle, he chose to surrender and survive, but he saw with his own eyes that the demon clan lowered the black mist and killed the creatures of the entire land.

There may be Xiang Xin'er who survived by hiding like this, but there are certainly not many.

But will the demon clan let go of the strong Buddha who is in the same realm as the martial god?

They are here to destroy the world, how can they let the Buddha go...

And now no one has seen the Buddha, only the Buddha's relics, and the Buddha should be dead.

"The Buddhist Gate of the Western Regions is similar to the monks of the White Horse Temple, they all believe in Buddhism."

Qi Xiaoyu asked curiously.

"That's too much, the two factions have almost no contact, and the relationship is not good, it is a bit too much to describe the water and fire, but it is true that they don't like each other.

Buddhism in the Western Regions pays attention to self-cultivation and worships the Buddha, while the White Horse Temple pays attention to all sentient beings and worships the Buddha, and the gods and spirits are different, how can they talk together.

Both sides say that the other is practicing pseudo-Buddha."

Han Yun nodded when he heard this, this is nothing more than the dispute between Mahayana Buddhism and Hinayana Buddhism, there is no conclusion as to which of the two Buddhisms is superior or inferior.

After learning about the other party's situation, Han Yun was not curious.

Soon, the monks on the opposite side came close to them, and several of them put their horses on the side of the road and walked to the side.

After all, there are many people on the other side, and it is too troublesome to let people give way.

When they reached the middle of the group, a burly old monk with kind eyebrows but strong muscles walked out and blocked the way of Han Yun and the others.

"Amitabha, the poor monk Fahui, has seen several donors."

The old monk folded his hands and bowed slightly.

After pondering for a moment, Wang Fugui asked,

"Where have you seen it?"

Everyone looked at him with contempt.

People are courteous, okay.

Han Yun's divine sense swept over and checked the fluctuations of the old monk's internal strength, it should be around the third grade, this should be a warrior monk.

"The little benefactor is really good at laughing, the poor monk just asked for a way, to go to the land of the devil, is he going to follow this road to the south?"

The old monk smiled slightly.

"Well, a short walk to the south is Zhaoyang City, and after Zhaoyang City, it will be the land of the Devil's Fall."

Wang Fugui pointed lazily behind him.

"Thank you for your guidance, please allow the poor monks to chant and pray for you in return."

After speaking, the old monk Fahui waved his hand, and thousands of monks behind him chanted in unison.

People are also kind, and they are not easy to refuse, thinking that it may be over after a while, and it doesn't hurt to wait for a while.

But gradually, as the Sanskrit sound was chanted, the group found that their state of mind became more and more calm and peaceful, with a sense of transcendence.

A quarter of an hour later, everyone showed a look of fascination, immersed in the Sanskrit sound.

Han Yun was the same, under this Sanskrit sound, he felt that his perception seemed to have increased a lot.

Suddenly, Han Yun's face changed slightly, and he shouted coldly,

"Wake up !!"

His voice contained cultivation, although the voice was not loud, it was like five thunders in the hearts of everyone, and he suddenly got out of the realm of transcending things.

Han Yun looked at the old monk coldly and said,

"Master, this is not right, I will be kind enough to show you the way, but you will take revenge and use Sanskrit sounds to confuse us!"

Hearing this, the surrounding people and guards were all shocked, just now they did enter a very comfortable state, I thought it was Buddha sound meditation, but I didn't expect it to be confused.

Everyone's faces suddenly became gloomy, and they looked at the old monk unkindly.

The old monk Fa Hui clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's horn loudly,

"The donor misunderstood the poor monks, and the poor monks are just washing their hearts and persuading people to be good."

"It's to persuade people to believe in Buddhism, if we really follow your path, I'm afraid we will already kneel down and become a monk at this time."

"The donors have wisdom roots, and becoming monks is also a great way."

Hearing this, Wang Fugui sneered,

"If I remember correctly, the emperor once issued an order to strictly foreign sects to enter Dachuan to preach, if you just go to the land of the devil to explore, then it is understandable, the emperor is kind enough to allow you to enter, but now you are demagoguery, are you not afraid of the court's blame?"

"The donor laughed, the poor monk had no such intention."

Wang Fugui was about to speak again, but Han Yun pulled him, and then beat his horse and walked towards the north.

It's not a big deal, everyone is safe and sound, there is no need to make trouble, his main goal now is to deal with the Demon Sect Master, and it is not suitable to conflict with these Buddhist people.

Everyone glared at the old monk fiercely, beat their horses and galloped forward, not wanting to stay with these monks for a quarter of an hour.

It wasn't until they were far away from these monks that the crowd slowed down their horses.

Wang Fugui's guard captain Zhao Tao snorted fiercely and scolded,

"These sanctimonious dead bald donkeys, who keep talking about Pudu sentient beings every day, are actually such a Pudu Fa, it's really disgusting, and they almost caught his way!"

Chai Yuan smiled when he heard this,

"The monks of the White Horse Temple are the monks of the White Horse Temple, and those monks are quite upright, and occasionally do some good deeds, and there are no mountain bandits in their territory.

Those scum of the Buddhism in the Western Regions are bringing sentient beings to their Buddhism, and they are selfish, so they are naturally different."

"There are no mountain bandits near them because they are only seventy miles away from Luodu City, how can there be room for mountain bandits near the capital."

Wang Fugui said lightly.

Everyone said a word, chatting and hurrying away.

In the evening, because there was no inn, I found a hillside general for the night, and Xin'er's food changed from hearty dishes to barbecue jerky, but the little guy is also strong and can eat anything.

The next day, I walked for another day, and I didn't encounter any twists and turns along the way, but fortunately, at a crossroads on the official road, I found an inn of considerable size.

This is a big intersection, to the west is to go to Shuchuan, to the east is to go to Chuchuan, to the north is Luochuan, of course, here is far from Chuchuan and Luochuan.

But this inn has already lived in a lot of Jianghu guests, all of whom are Jianghu guests who are returning to the Land of the Devil's Fall, and there are many masters among them.

At this time, it had been three days since they left the Demon Fall Land.

It was time agreed upon by Han Yun and Chen Wuregret.

After eating at the inn, Han Yun led everyone to the outside of the inn.

After walking half a mile to the south, Han Yun found a large open space, and after taking out Luo Tianpan and testing it, he felt that this place was quite suitable for setting up a formation.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there will be a fierce battle tonight, the enemy I have to face is the Demon Sect Master, and many of his strong men, this battle will be dangerous, you are far away now, there is still time, there is no need to get involved in the dispute between me and the Demon Sect."

Han Yun looked at everyone and said seriously.

Chai Yuan, Xuanyi Fairy, Qi Xiaoyu and Wang Fugui, none of them left, and they all stood firmly in front of him.