Zhang Qing approached the past, and the Lingyin monk did not seem to shy away from it, and continued to tell the Buddhist scriptures.

Looking at the appearance of calamity and sudden enlightenment, Zhang Qing, who didn't know what chance was contained in these Buddhist scriptures, retreated, and at this time he found out that the natural disaster outside the Great Compassion Temple had disappeared when it had disappeared.

"Lingyin Monk's means?" Zhang Qing guessed.

"Donor, the wind and sand outside have stopped, you can go." The old monk didn't know when he had finished his lecture and said to Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing's heart palpitated, "The younger generation should listen to the seniors talk about the Buddhist scriptures in the Great Compassion Temple." ”

The old monk was not injured when he destroyed the Great Compassion Temple alone, and it is obvious that this is the safest place.

"The bronze bell on the west side of the temple is the quasi-Buddha vessel that I have preserved in the Dabei Temple for countless years, but I didn't expect it to be broken into this shape now, I'm afraid, this quasi-Buddha vessel will never have a chance to go further." Ling Yin sighed, and Zhang Qing no longer hesitated.

"The seniors originally ordered the juniors to guard the Dabei Temple, and now that the seniors have returned, it is time for the juniors to leave, so I forgive the juniors for saying goodbye first."

"Master Doom has also come to the Great Compassion Temple for a lot of time, and it is a substitute for the younger generation of the morning and dusk Buddha bell, I think he is also a devout Buddhist person, and he will have a bright future under the predecessor!"

After speaking, Zhang Qingtou walked towards the outside of the Great Compassion Temple without looking back, this time, he was not affected, and after leaving the Great Compassion Temple, he quickly flew into the distance.

"Yes, the strength is a little worse."

"Amitabha!"

Without the identity of 'cultivation', Lingyin's journey became smooth.

"What he said was wrong, so you were the first to admit him into the Xiaobei Temple, and his status was below the tens of thousands of disciples who came here."

"Acts of God? Naturally, it comes from all over the world, and before the eighty-eight days are complete, there is nothing that can be put under the head. ”

……

"The traces of heaven and earth are on the inside, vast and poor." ”

"You Buddha has no words, transform the appearance of all beings in heaven and earth, he is a Buddha, plants and trees are Buddhas, birds and fish are Buddhas, and that grit and breeze are also Buddhas."

Suddenly, he respectfully asked, "What is a natural disaster?" ”

"Mortal, Mortal!"

"What, the seventh devour, he wants those monks?" Reaching out and stroking the parasitic blood vine, that guy has been hiding in the purple gold bowl since then, and now the purple gold bowl is refining the bronze bell fragments of the Xiaobei Temple with all his might, and repelling everything that the spirit hides outside.

"If it's life, why do natural disasters still exist?"

"Your Buddha is compassionate, and what you ask for is to use the western heaven to block the heads of sentient beings again, to shield sliving beings from natural disasters, and to save the common people, with a lot of merit."

Under the arm, blood-colored vines swirled and stretched out tentacles, which surprised Chengde.

"Ahem! What a damn one! Chengde raised his head and saw the sinuous behemoth in the sky.

Several bald monks surrounded Lingyin in the center, and the murderous intent was not concealed.

"Bang !!"

The thunder fell, accompanied by a violent storm, even if it was not resisted by the gold destroying body, Lingyin's body was covered with blood.

"It's wrong, natural disasters are not born because of this, when the traces of a place are gone, natural disasters appear, and correspondingly, there must not even be natural disasters, why do you dare to say that you slaughtered Xiaobei Temple."

As he spoke, the aura under me ended changing, and even if he was covered in blood, the mana of this devout Buddha could still be stopped.

Another half a month passed, and after struggling to pick up the head of a monk with a golden lotus, Ling Yin panted and released a parasitic blood vine, "Devouring so little Buddha cultivation essence blood, I can't think about it." ”

"Is there a life in this world that is remembered?"

"However, natural disasters should exist in the place where life is extinct."

"As for the wind and sand, it was just attracted by the name of Xiaobei Temple."

Unfortunately, I wanted to ask about the origin of the natural disaster.

"Buddha-incarnate sentient beings, such a Buddha, it is considered life, Buddha is considered life, this self-incarnation is life?"

Rumble!!!

"But the disciple also blocked the anger of the host."

"Killing the monks who did not exist, annihilating the temple of Xiaobei Temple, and sending the fourteen top disciples into the afterlife, that is all a matter of intermittent harmony, natural disasters, and the first link."

Since killing the Fourteen Arhats King Kong in World War I, Ling Yin has not had a significant improvement in his own strength.

Occasionally, he is my opponent.

The silence of the doom is the word, and in the end, there is only a Buddha name to replace the emotion.

The dark blue dragon, the pupils reflected the appearance of Ling Yin, the terrifying dragon power came overwhelmingly, and Ling Yin suddenly rose to any heart of resistance.

"Natural disasters are not erased, but the most superficial appearance that appears in the world is also completely erased, and this is not the first step to erase."

In the next few months, Lingyin greeted hundreds of fights, and even when he didn't kill more than half of them, there were no new Buddhist cultivators joining the battlefield, causing Lingyin to retreat with difficulty, but it was only a thousand miles away.

"What is the place where life is extinct? Or? What is Life? ”

"His current realm is the initial traces of contact, I'm afraid you don't understand it, right?"

"The common people in the world, whether it is the immortal Buddha in the world, or all things in the world, there is no imprint between heaven and earth, every wisp of spiritual energy that cultivators practice and refine, and every supernatural power released by the fighting method, there is no trace between heaven and earth."

On the other side, Lingyin was in trouble.

There was a wordless retreat, so that Ling Yin finally reacted.

"Amitabha!"

"Presiding, do you know where the Baisha natural disaster came from? The disciple is Ming, in the Buddha Kingdom, how can there be no natural disasters to come to the world? ”

"Lingshan spring water, I'm afraid it's enough."

A moment ago, Ling Yin sighed.

Doom's eyes narrowed, "Disciple...... There's something to say! ”

"In the Buddha Kingdom, why can there be no natural disasters?" Zhang Qing replied like that.

Xiaobei Temple is really a very ordinary place.

"Yes or no, it's like the eighth body is a fellow practitioner." Zhang Qing replied to the interruption of the calamity, and then continued the words that followed.

Lingyin stopped the parasitic blood vine and continued to fly towards the rear, although I reacted, I still had the breath to confuse myself.

"Only when a natural disaster comes, can it prove that the Xiaobei Temple has really not been erased by you, because, the Xiaobei Temple is not the Xiaobei Temple in the future, and the existence of this Xiaobei Temple is not in the world, it is remembered."

Zhang Qing looked at the calamity, "What is your cause and effect, that is the cause and effect of Xiaobei Temple and me, and now, he is the only disciple of your Xiaobei Temple, and the first little disciple, so, is that the cause and effect between him and me?" ”

After retreating into the Buddha country, I was too cautious, there was no Buddha who was my enemy, and I came to show my true face in the Xiaobei Temple, and I was not hostile to the Buddha Xiu, and now I met those Buddha cultivators, and I finally recalled that it was the Buddha country in the palm of my hand.

"As the saying goes, the sky is falling and it is low, and the eighty-eight days are broken, and the natural disasters will continue to press up."

"Therefore, the host deceived this benefactor to cut the grass and eradicate the roots."

In the ruined temple, Doom asked Lingyin what he wanted.

Doom looked at Chengde, "The host also designed to let the disciple and this donor block the two Buddha's anger for you, that cause and effect, how to deal with it?" ”

The huge shadow fell under Lingyin's body, and the golden light of the Buddha Gate spread, but it still prevented Lingyin from being blasted out, smashing heavily under the yellow sand, and then being wrapped in quicksand, and moving.