"The donor shouldn't have taken the initiative to stay here, right?" The two sat opposite each other, and on their sides were a large number of Buddhist scriptures left by Lingyin.

Doom flipped through these Buddhist scriptures, and Zhang Qing put some of the Buddhist scriptures under the futon, making the futon less responsive.

"Do you know what's going on here?" Zhang Qing looked at the doom and asked.

"These Buddhist scriptures are very profound, and they should be the painstaking work of the great masters of the Great Compassion Temple."

"It was Lingyin who destroyed the Great Compassion Temple, you came here, is it revenge or the will of the fighting Buddha?"

"Among the Buddhist scriptures, it directly refers to my Buddha, and the Temple of Great Compassion deserves to be one of the millions of temples in the world."

Zhang Qing grabbed a Buddhist scripture, and the immortal fire rose in his hand.

"Donor!" Doom shouted, and at the same time, the Buddha's light enveloped Zhang Qing's palm, extinguished the immortal fire, and saved half of the Buddhist scriptures.

After a long time, the calamity regretfully put down the Buddhist scriptures, "How can this matter of the Buddha country in the palm of your hand have anything to do with the Buddha, and secondly, what is the matter here that has nothing to do with the Buddha?" ”

"What do you mean?" The topic of the two was finally on the same line, and Zhang Qing asked.

Wu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, that is the end of the Xuanwu gods?

"The presiding officer in front of his back should have nothing to do with Xiaobei Temple, right? Otherwise, it is as far as implication and retreat. ”

"Therefore, there will be too few weak people who really dare to approach, but since they have made a choice, they must have no reason."

"Is it related to us?" Ling Yin got up, walked out of the small hall, came to the inside of the small compassion temple, and reached out to touch the white sandstorm in the sky.

"I just thought that I would slaughter the entire Xiaobei Temple."

On the side, the doom looked surprised, and the Buddha name in the host's mouth was...... Amitabha.

In the Temple of Small Compassion, Lingyin is looking forward to the departure of the wind and sand inside, but always, the sky is as white as ink, and the sandstorm is endless.

"And ......," said Nayana looking at the Buddha statue, "I am also a believer in Amitabha Buddha again." ”

I also knew how to answer that question, but when Wu Yi used his mana to trace the font Buddhist scriptures, I still said: "There are not a few such existences, they are all watching this, but there are very few who are really close, and we are all afraid." ”

There is no end to the calamity, my cultivation is enough, I can only turn around and be covered with the Buddha's light and disappear into the depths of the sandstorm.

"Outside of this, the host Zhang Qing seems to have gotten something, and the host guesses that is the reason why I am willing to rely on your Buddha."

"Eighty-eight days can be described in one word, death and destruction."

In the small environment of the battle of Taoism, no one has their own purpose, the fighting Buddha wants to be low to the top of the West Tianling Mountain, Yu Huang wants to be resurrected, and the Zhang family wants resources.

"Actually, the monk thinks that guess is the truth. ”

Wu Yi was very satisfied with the monk's knowledge of current affairs, compared to his own Buddhist cultivation, the calamity was simply not an anomaly.

"Why?" Ling Yin still stared at the calamity, "There must be no reason for the slaughter of Xiaobei Temple, after all, killing so few Buddhist minor cultivators, the cause and effect are too deep, just like they came there." ”

"Does the donor think that the host will know everything that happened outside the world?"

"You know the reason why Zhang Qing is hosting."

Doom looked up and smiled, "Does the donor know the history of the eighty-eight days?" ”

"Everything in the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of your hand is the people of my Buddha, even if it is Amitabha, you will give in because of this." Doom looked at the tall Buddha statue, "So, from the very beginning, the Great Compassion Temple was destined to become a believer in my Buddha." ”

"To become a Buddha?" Lingyin looked up at the golden Buddha statue that had fallen off the paint.

I also need a broader world.

"Presiding, the disciple has won."

Doom stood up, took the Buddhist scriptures in his hand and left, it was a young time, left the Xiaobei Temple, retreated to the depths of the white sand, and stood beside the old monk.

Tribulation clasped his hands together, "Presiding, I used to do penance in Xiaobei Temple." ”

"Scourge!"

"Afraid of what?"

"It's just that the Lingyin host doesn't seem to be satisfied with this result, but before he returns from afar, everything hasn't become a foregone conclusion."

Dead and alive, hard to count.

"The choice of the Great Compassion Temple has nothing to do with my Buddha, and the host of the Great Compassion Temple has nothing to do with my Buddha."

"Your Buddha is compassionate ......"

"Zhang Qing presided over the meeting to do that, the monk just didn't have a little guess, he knew the specifics."

"In that world, you are not the only one who is regressing, it is not that you know, who will succeed and who will win."

Fighting Buddha, Xiaosheng, is Zhou Shan, Shenting, Yu Huang, Zhang Qing monks......

"Destruction or rebirth?"

"But it shouldn't have anything to do with it."

The Buddha country in the palm of your hand, the 8,700 states, there are not many calculations such as existence.

"It's so complicated to destroy that temple."

Ling Yin pointed to the half-burned Buddhist scriptures, "Although you understand those things, you have been reciting them day and night in those days, and you have long memorized them. ”

"The first afterglow left by the eighty-eight heavens, who knows what it contains, maybe it is the creation of the eighty-eight heavenly immortal court, but it is impossible, it is the death silence that destroys all beings."

"Monk, he can't go, go back and say, you are his opponent."

"That's ......" felt the edge under his hand, and a cold light flashed in Lingyin's eyes.

"You Buddha is merciful!" In the end, Youxin disappeared in the same place.

In the fragmented world carried by the Xuanwu gods, there must have been no picture that Ling Yin saw at that time.

The wind and sand are really small, but they are related to me and also to the host.

The old monk did not blame the calamity, "That is a matter of course, the cause and effect between him and me, the future is uncertain." ”

"And the most amazing thing is that the Buddha did not agree."

hasn't withered yet, this cheap guy also knew what he was doing at the beginning.

Yes, I didn't see this old monk in Yunmengze at the beginning, I originally thought he was a mortal monk, but now it seems that it must be extraordinary for such a character to appear here.

"Isn't it rare for people like Monk Zhang Qing to appear in the Eighty-Eight Heavens of Creation Place?"

"Zhang Qing presided over the return from afar, and it is said that it is the place of creation that has been in the forefront for eighty-eight days."

I looked at the center of this pitch-white world, where the only golden light was, the dilapidated Xiaobei Temple, and the glory of the Buddha's light, sighed in my heart, and said a Buddha name in my mouth.

Ling Yin laughed, and there was a slight break between the words of the Buddhist scriptures on his fingertips.

"Zhang Qing, what is he doing?" I looked at the temple behind me fiercely, and saw Lingyin, I know why, my heart was as fierce as water, and I wanted to destroy the dilapidated Xiaobei Temple and make it disappear.

"As for Xiaobei Temple, Zhang Qing erased so little, but left the remains of that temple, it may have no purpose."

"I have become very ordinary, but I still don't have the power of your Buddhism, and the host said, I may want to become a Buddha."