The extreme west of Xiniu Hezhou

Lingshan, located in the west, is the only sacred land in the west where the spirit of the spirit is overflowing, and it is the most sacred pure land in the hearts of countless creatures in Xiniuhezhou.

Lingshan is towering into the clouds, there are Buddhist temples built next to the mountain, a total of 800 Buddha palaces, 3,600 Buddha halls, and 129,600 Buddhist temples, together forming the sacred Buddha country.

On the top of the spiritual mountain, a magnificent Buddha palace towers, in the Buddha palace there is an immeasurable Buddha light illuminated, huge like the eternal sun, sinking in the sea of clouds, revealing endless brilliance.

There, it's the Great Lei Yin Temple!

The so-called thunder sound is the sound of the Buddha's chanting like thunder roaring, shaking the heavens and the earth for 90,000 miles.

There are Buddha's chanting of sutras, Bodhisattvas meditating on the lotus platform, Arhats shaking the golden bell, bhikshunis sounding the sound of wooden fish accompanied by green lanterns, hundreds of millions of Buddhas chanting Buddha's teachings, reciting the immeasurable Buddha Bible.

Knock! Knock!

At the place of the cliff of Lingshan, there is a golden-bodied Arhat vibrating the golden bell, making a crisp and mysterious loud sound, turning into a bell wave like a water pattern, roaring out for 30,000 miles.

Carrying agarwood on his back, Qin Yao took the last step of the Xitian Ancient Road, came to the Pure Land of Lingshan, and looked at the Infinite Buddha Country.

The golden and brilliant Buddha light is like a warm sun, releasing immeasurable brilliance.

Shrouded in Buddha's light, Qin Yao felt that his tired soul was soothed a lot, and he felt a burst of comfort.

"Agarwood, we've arrived at ......"

Qin Yao grinned and smiled, and she carried the agarwood on her back to an ancient road on the Ling Mountain.

At the feet, layers of steps lead straight to the top of the mountain, and on the ancient road, one after another Buddha halls and Buddha palaces are towering, Qin Yao walked up step by step, and finally came to a Buddha hall.

"Connecting the Buddha Hall ......"

Qin Yao looked at the Buddha plaque on the Buddha hall, muttered a sentence in his mouth, and then pushed open the door of the Buddha hall and walked in.

The golden Buddha hall is extremely huge, and it must have used the Sumeru magic circle to open up a hundred miles of space in the Buddha hall that is only 100 meters in size.

Qin Yao walked into the Buddha hall, and the ground he stepped on for the first time was made of gold, and there were lines of divine textures flowing.

It could be seen that among those divine lines, there were streams of milky white energy flowing, surging towards the depths of the hall.

"It seems that the Buddha taught sentient beings, sheltered one side, shepherded all souls, and collected the power of faith from all souls to practice, and it seems that this is the power of faith......"

In Qin Yao's perception, the power of those beliefs was very pure and full of strange powers, but they had nothing to do with her, and there would be no intersection in the slightest, because it was not her who the beings believed.

"I want to see the fight defeat the Buddha!"

Standing in the Buddha hall, Qin Yao shouted, her crisp voice echoed in the vast Buddha hall, and there were constant echoes.

Airplanes!

In the next second, a brilliant Buddha light appeared in the Buddha hall.

I saw that in the light of the Buddha, a monk in a brown Buddha robe walked out, and came to Qin Yao with his hands folded.

The monk looked at Qin Yao and then at the agarwood.

Suddenly, a brilliant golden lotus appeared in the monk's eyes, blooming with wisps of golden divine brilliance, and shot out thirty zhang.

Insight!

This monk has actually cultivated a kind of great supernatural power in Buddhism, whose power is comparable to that of the Heavenly Eye and the Divine Eye, and has the ability to perceive the Three Realms.

The Wisdom Eye, also known as the Buddha's Eye, is the crystallization of the Buddha's wisdom and represents the essence of a Buddha's practice, which few Buddhas can possess.

"Master, please also help inform us of the Victory Buddha, we are friends of the Pure Altar Messenger Bodhisattva, and we are here to ask for help from the Buddha!"

Qin Yao saw that the monk didn't say a word, and directly looked at the agarwood with his discerning eyes, and his heart couldn't help but sink slightly, and he hurriedly moved out their relationship with the Pure Altar Messenger Bodhisattva and the Fighting Buddha.

However, the brown-clothed monk did not answer him, but a greedy essence appeared in his eyes, and he directly reached out and grabbed the agarwood.

Shout!

Suddenly, Qin Yao, who had long been vigilant, directly stabbed straight with his spear, and with all his strength, the black spear instantly turned into a brilliant golden color, and an incomparably powerful divine power condensed in it.

This was Qin Yao's first all-out blow after he was promoted to the Yuan Spirit Realm.

Click!

However, when the golden spear poked into the palm of the brown-clothed monk's hand, it suddenly shattered in a crisp sound.

Qin Yao's face changed, and she felt as if her shot had poked on top of an eternal ancient divine mountain, and she was invincible at all.

Bang!

In the next second, the palms of the brown-clothed monk shook slightly, and a golden wave erupted, directly hitting Qin Yao in an instant, knocking Qin Yao and Agarwood out sideways.

Then, as soon as the brown-clothed monk stretched out his hand and grabbed it lightly in the air, a big golden hand soared in the air, and he directly held the agarwood in the palm of his hand and took it back.

"Dead bald donkey, let him go!"

Qin Yao hit the golden wall, and the bones all over his body made a clicking sound, I don't know how many were broken, but Qin Yao gritted his teeth and roared, staggering to his feet and pointing at the brown-clothed monk.

She didn't expect that after going through many difficulties and dangers, it would be such a result after finally arriving at Lingshan, and there were enemies with malicious intentions guarding the end of the Xitian Ancient Road, waiting for them to enter the urn.

She couldn't accept it, and she came through ups and downs all the way, but finally fell in the pure land.

With Qin Yao's roar, the brown-clothed monk held the agarwood in his left hand, glanced at Qin Yao with cold and ruthless eyes, and said:

"You should know that you didn't die because I kept my hand, just be ungrateful and scold me, what an ungrateful fool!"

Then, he looked at the unconscious agarwood in his hand, a greedy look appeared in his eyes, licked his lips and said, "The seriously injured and dying master of the Nine Tribulations is rare to see in ten thousand years!"

"He is no longer saved, it is better to use waste, let me swallow his origin, help me promote to the Nine Tribulations, at that time, I will remember his good in the eternity, I will often recite the Sutra of the Past Life, and the ferryman will be reincarnated for eternity and enjoy the prosperity of the world. ”

Qin Yao was extremely annoyed when she heard this, and staggered up and shouted angrily: "Fuck your dead bald donkey, what a hypocritical dead dog, if you dare to touch a hair of agarwood, I will kill your whole family, quickly return the agarwood to me!"

She was like a sharp arrow, her blood-stained blackened robe was fierce in the wind, and her body was as fast as lightning, rushing towards the brown-clothed monk.

The only intact right arm clenched into a fist, and all the divine power and mana in his body exploded in an instant, and the whole person turned into a golden-bodied female god of war in an instant.

Qin Yao's target was directly aimed at the brown-clothed monk, but in fact, Yu Guang had been locking on to the agarwood, and she wanted to make a false blow and take the opportunity to take the agarwood back.

Bang!

However, in the next moment, a Buddha light turned into a heavenly wall, directly blocking Qin Yao.

The brown-clothed monk stood behind the Buddha's light, shook his head and said, "It's a disappointment to the donor, the poor monk has no family." ”

"The donor is full of evil spirits, like a mad demon, and there is really a place to disturb the purity of Buddhism, so let the poor monks come to the donor. ”

With that, he flicked his fingers, and a Buddha light instantly pierced Qin Yao's body, cutting him in half.

Poof!

The broken body fell from the sky, Qin Yao wailed, and then there was a divine glow lingering in the center of his eyebrows.

I saw that a villain came out of the center of his eyebrows, carrying a golden spear condensed by divine power, mana and soul power, which was her Yuan Ling.

Qin Yao looked at the brown-clothed monk angrily, and the Yuan Ling villain shot out, turning into a golden lightning bolt and crashing into the Buddha's light.

The golden spear pierced through the air, but it couldn't break the Buddha's light at all.

"Dead bald donkey, give me back the agarwood!"

Qin Yao's face was full of pain, and the golden divine spear in his hand continued to slash and stab, hitting tens of thousands of times on the Buddha Light Heavenly Wall, but he still couldn't break the Buddha Light.

"Amitabha, God has the virtue of a good life, the poor monk is unwilling to kill the donor, but the donor really disturbs the pure place of the Buddha, the poor monk has no choice but to invite the donor into reincarnation!"

"The sea of suffering is boundless, and the donor enters the reincarnation ......"

Burst!

Before the brown-clothed monk finished speaking, a golden light instantly fell from the sky, directly scattering his body of Buddha light, piercing the body of the brown-clothed monk.

"Ananda, you dare to move my grandson's people!"

In the next second, a thunderous sound sounded, and then a big stick broke through the air and smashed into the brown-clothed monk.

At the same time, a golden light fell, directly pressing Qin Yao's Yuan Spirit back to his body, and repairing Qin Yao's body completely by the way.

"Fight to defeat the Buddha, the pure place of the Buddha Gate, how can you exert your might, don't stop it quickly!"

The brown-clothed monk, that is, Venerable Ananda, saw the golden hoop stick breaking through the air, and he was immediately frightened, and hurriedly shouted.

However, the only thing that responded to him was: "Fuck you!"

Rumble!

The next moment, the golden magic rod struck horizontally, like a heavenly pillar pressing on the top, instantly making Ananda's face pale, and his body was about to turn into broken particles in the divine power of that rod.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a crisp Buddha voice sounded from Ananda's body.

I saw that a purple gold bowl with Buddha's light flying out of Ananda's body.

The purple gold bowl released countless divine chains condensed from Buddha patterns, turning into a huge Buddha palm, blocking the stick of fighting against the Buddha.

Rumble!

With the collision of the golden hoop rod and the Buddha's palm, a huge golden wave that spanned 90,000 miles across the heavens and the earth roared out, like an infinite golden rain sweeping the sky, and in an instant, the boundless sea of clouds shrouded in the spiritual mountain swept away.

"I can't imagine that Rulai passed on to you the Purple Gold Bowl of the Holy Soldier before his enlightenment, he really loves you, Ananda!"

On the Lingshan Mountain, a brilliant golden light fell, turning into a golden monkey wearing the holy clothes of the Battle Buddha, bathed in divine light all over his body.

A pair of fiery eyes released a brilliant divine light, filled with extremely powerful power that pierced the void.

At this moment, Sun Wukong has a round of Hengri by his side, and Qin Yao is holding Agarwood in the Hengri, and it is surprising that after the stick just now forced Ananda back, Sun Wukong took the opportunity to protect Agarwood and Qin Yao.

On the ancient road outside the Ling Mountain, Venerable Ananda crawled out of the ground covered in dirt, and a purple gold bowl was suspended above his head.

Although the purple gold bowl protected his life, it still made him embarrassed.

"It's a pity that the old guy didn't give you his Dao soldiers, otherwise no one on the Spirit Mountain would be able to restrain you. ”

"A holy soldier, even if it is like a come, today, you will not escape death!"

"Wanyang Bow, out of battle!"

With Sun Wukong's life drinking, the Wanyang Bow that existed in the silence of Agarwood suddenly recovered, and then obtained Sun Wukong's powerful mana infusion, which was immediately released to the fullest and restored all its power.

In the past, the Wanyang Bow recovered on its own and protected the agarwood many times, and it had long exhausted the holy power left in the agarwood in the bow.