Look around.

The Buddha rhyme that originally covered the sky, filled the ridges, and was solemn in the face of treasures, no longer existed, and was replaced by an endless number of lonely ghosts wandering in the void.

A thick black mist enveloped them, and the number was terrifying.

At the foot of the mountain, the roads are potholed and dusty, and the buildings are dilapidated and unsightly, and there are broken arms and stumps scattered everywhere, and the bones are like mountains and forget their surnames.

Look a little further.

The little demon in the east took the flesh of the living; went south to splash demons, and freshly boiled human flesh; There is also a spiritual mountain in the west sky, Qionglou Yuyu on the mountain, and the small Leiyin Temple.

Although Chen Yi boasted that he could collapse Mount Tai in front of him without changing his face, after seeing this situation, he still couldn't help but mutter: "What kind of god and Buddha rule the world?" ”

"This is clearly a forest and ghost domain where demons are dancing wildly!"

I'm afraid that the so-called Netherworld, Biluo, is nothing more than this!

In addition to his state of mind, Chen Yi was curious: "The mountain god said that in this life, there were golden Buddhas who crossed the world, where have those Buddhas gone now?" ”

"Could it be that all of them have encountered an accident and died in Huangquan?"

What really happened in the meantime? And ghosts are full of ghosts, entrenched in the holy land of Buddhism, transformed into Buddha, demagoguery, what is the purpose behind it? ”

Thinking.

He vaguely glanced at the barren mountain and the broken temple with his afterglow, and a thought came to mind:

"Otherwise, use the Buddha's fateful pass to take a look?"

Buddhism's fate can know the past karma of sentient beings, and if this technique is performed and assisted by the divine eye, it may be able to explore one or two truths, but it will inevitably alarm that person.

The owner of the broken temple, Chen Yi still can't see through its strength, at least he has to get rid of Jin Dan, and being targeted by him will inevitably cause great trouble, and he is undecided.

But after weighing it repeatedly, he still decided to take a risk: "If you don't find out the truth, you won't be able to sleep well, it's a big deal to put aside this life and wait for the young girl to wake up." ”

Make your choice.

Chen Yi no longer hesitated, his hands were folded, the law was pervasive, and the three golden lotuses soared up, reflecting a golden body of the law, shining and dispersing the black clouds overhead.

See the sun when the clouds are cleared.

Receiving the Buddha's light and initiating the enlightenment, he opened his golden eyes, and countless colorful causal threads intertwined and entangled, appearing in front of him, connecting different objects.

Observe the details, find the root that belongs to the owner of the broken temple, and gently pluck it.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly.

The other causal lines disappeared automatically, as if a pebble was thrown on the surface of a calm lake, and circles of invisible ripples spread, and the divine consciousness wrapped in Chen Yi melted into the darkness.

Screen turn.

"Tick."

Blood was dripping, the surroundings were noisy, and it was dark.

Chen Yi knew that he had successfully intervened in the fateful line of the owner of the broken temple, and everything he saw and heard next was presented from the perspective of the other party.

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The corpses of the spiritual mountains are all over the field, and the golden lotus of the Buddha is withered.

Brother Monkey tried his best to send us out of the spiritual mountain, and then a huge human skin fell from the sky, big enough to cover the sky and the sun, enveloping all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

One last look.

I saw an ancient Buddha with a rotten and withered body, and he pulled his face and made a strange smile at us, and I had no six senses and lost all consciousness.

Learning from the West is a terrifying conspiracy.

Those monsters, they deceived the world, deceived the Buddhas of Lingshan, and on the way up the mountain, the senior brother told me one thing, there was a dead man who followed us all the time.

I smiled:

"It's just a little ghost, I can pinch him to death with my fingers."

"It's a ghost that even the Buddha fears..."

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"Humph!"

At the critical moment, the picture came to an abrupt end.

A cold snort, with an endless chill, suddenly sounded from all directions, pervasive, and a gray and white shadow, from far and near, approached in front of him like lightning.

A finger pointed out, and fell on Chen Yi's forehead, Russia, the coercion was overwhelming, and it was mixed with wisps of heaven and earth's will, like a huge wave roaring, and the dragon chanted in the sky.

"Bang!"

Instantly hit hard.

Chen Yi's whole person flew out directly, and he vaguely saw the comer in a trance: a white robe, with a jade dragon horn on top, white hair fluttering, indifference accompanied by ruthlessness.

The stars rotate.

Returning to silence, Chen Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, endured the sharp pain of his spine, leaned on the ancient tree on the side, staggered to his feet, and looked at the ruined temple in the distance.

A hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself:

"Slash the Mortal Realm..."

"Why didn't he kill me?"