Chapter 100: Death is Life

Fu Xihui's eyes passed through the thick fog, and the Heaven Cutting Sword in Yang Guang's hand in Luoyang's hand had a complicated complexion, and said lightly: "The human race is constantly striving for self-improvement, so naturally it doesn't care what the enemy outside looks like, but this time, the sage gave the sword, so people have to be careful!"

After Shennong and Xuanyuan listened, their faces also showed a trace of hesitation, the situation during the Great War of the Gods, the two of them still remember it vividly, how many people who have achieved cultivation have died in that war, and they are still slaves in the heavenly court, or have turned into ashes.

This time, it was originally just a script, but now with the appearance of such an outlier as Yang Guang, it seems to have changed again. The Connecting Heaven Sect Master couldn't help but make a move.

Is this a sign of something?

The Three Emperors were also a little embarrassed at this time, and it was nothing to meddle in the replacement of emperors in the human race, but if all the sages of the human race were swept in, it would be a major decision for the human race, and if they were not careful, it would cause the loss of the sages of the human race, and then affect the luck of the human race.

In ancient times, I don't know how many sages of the human race, throwing their heads and spilling blood, there is today's prosperity of the human race.

"Yang Guang is very respectful to the sages of the Terran race, whether it is the three brothers such as us, the five little guys in the back, the sages of the Terran race, and even the heroes and martyrs of the Terran who died in battle are very respectful, very rare, why don't we support such a human emperor?" Xuanyuan's face flashed with a trace of righteousness.

"What the emperor's brother said is very true, since there was a human race, you and I three brothers became emperors, for thousands of years, how many people have sacrificed to us and the martyrs of the human race?

"Maybe!" Fu Xi thought for a while and said, "I don't know how the two imperial brothers are going to express it?" Since Shennong and Xuanyuan have both made a decision, Fu Xi naturally will not refuse.

"Since the saints have already expressed their positions, it is naturally difficult for us not to express them. Shennong's right hand waved out a ray of light and fell towards the Three Emperors Palace.

Seeing this, Fu Xi and Xuanyuan also looked at each other and smiled, and the two rays of light fell towards the lower realm.

In the palace of the Three Emperors, Yang Guang and others were reciting the sacrificial text, and they saw the colorful glow falling into the main hall, and the three bronze dharma phases flashed with immeasurable light, faintly seeing the blue wisps of countless sages, overcoming thorns and thorns, and expanding the territory for the human race.

And at this time, the divine light in the Panthéon flickered, and the one hundred and eight sages and Dharma Ministers also flickered, and finally in the void, countless Terran soldiers faintly appeared, they were either wearing battle armor, or wearing single clothes, holding weapons in their hands, or war knives, or spears, and even some people with wooden sticks in their hands.

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!"

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Bursts of shouts were heard, morale was high, and they haunted the clouds.

All kinds of visions shrouded a radius of hundreds of feet, and the surrounding Terran people were in tears, and the resonance from the depths of the blood broke out at this moment. This is a roar from the depths of the blood, this is a cry from the depths of the soul.

"Do you say that you have no clothes? Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

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"Immortal Dao Buddhism can't be manifested in Middle-earth, why is this so, why is it so?" Monk Fahai's eyes were red, and he looked at everything in front of him.

First there were saints, and now there are sages of the human race, these people have put aside the Buddha's decree and manifested themselves in front of people, so how much incense will be taken away from the Buddha?

Will anyone still believe in Buddhism in the future?

The Western Lingshan Holy Realm needs to be strong, not only the need for masters, but also the power of faith, what is the purpose of Buddhism's eastward expansion, isn't it for these power of faith, so that it can be used to increase the power of Buddhism?

"The human race is a Buddha, and it is absolutely impossible for the light of the Buddha to shine. Fahai looked at Yang Guang surrounded by the crowd, he knew that Yang Guang had won the morale of the people, and he would soon march west to exterminate the Li Tang clan.

"We'll have to see you. Fahai decided to meet Yang Guang.

Yang Guang in the crowd also noticed the Fahai monk who flashed in the crowd, and shook his head, he also wanted to go to the temple for a walk, but in the end, he still chose the Daomen.

The temple of the prosperous times, the people of the troubled times.

Whenever there is a prosperous time, the monk always opens the mountain gate to attract believers from all directions, on the contrary, in troubled times, the Taoist priest will go down the mountain and help the community. Look at the Great Sui again, those temples occupy a large amount of fertile land and collect all kinds of tributes from those poor people, which is not what Yang Guang likes.

If it weren't for Yang Jian coming out of the temple back then, maybe the power of Buddhism would not be so strong, so strong that Cihang Jingzhai could dominate the emperor even easier.

At this moment, on the coast of the South China Sea, in the vast sea, a nun came slowly with a sword in her hand, she did not take a boat, but stepped on the sea with both feet, and went to the shore step by step.

Although the sea is rough, the other party's shoes are very clean, and there is not even a trace of seawater.

"Amitabha, I haven't returned to Middle-earth for more than a hundred years, I don't know what happened to Cihang Jingzhai, is there anyone in this Middle-earth who dares to offend my Buddhism?"

The nun stepped out, and a faint lotus flower was born under her foot, and when she looked at it again, the other party had already reached a few feet away, and in the blink of an eye, the nun disappeared without a trace.

On the official road, a group of men and horses walked slowly, led by a few men riding war horses, holding war knives in their hands, and behind them, there were more than a dozen minions who were also staring at the coolies in front of them weakly.

"Helmsman, look there, what a beautiful nun!" said a man with a black mole on the corner of his mouth and yellow teeth on his mouth, pointing to the oncoming nun in front of her.

"Where, where. The man at the head suddenly flashed greed in his eyes, he touched the thick beard under his chin, and said: "Wouldn't it be a pity for such a beautiful woman to become a nun, and she should follow Lao Tzu to enjoy the glory and wealth." So saying, he led the people forward and stopped the nuns.

"A few donors, what is the matter with stopping the poor nun?" The nun glanced at everyone, and there was a trace of disdain and coldness in the depths of her eyes.

"The little nun is young, why should she enter the Buddha Gate and accompany the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha for a lifetime, isn't it a pity? Why don't you follow Uncle Ben and drink spicy food from the fragrant ones?" The man looked at the female nun's flower and moon appearance, and the corners of his mouth drooled.

"Little nun, this is our Haisha Gang master, if you follow him, you will have a good life in the future. The minions next to him laughed out loud.

"Amitabha, the world is ignorant, it's a pity. The nun didn't look at the crowd, the dust in her hand was raised, and the incense breeze swept by.

Behind her, the bosses of the Haisha Gang, with their mouths open, stood there quietly with their eyes wide open, except for a little red mark on their necks that slowly appeared, and finally turned into a blood line and spurted out.