In the Tempering Heart Hall, Xia Yan took the information from Xia Kanxuan, and after reading it for a while, he said
"Senior Buddha is really compassionate. Even the ghost tribe can let them live an extra hundred years."
His tone was three-quarters mean and seven-quarters disdainful.
He felt that the Buddha was a fool for practicing Buddhism. How long had he still been thinking about his compassion and not killing anyone? With the few manpower from the Xihuang Buddha Realm and the few manpower from the Sword Clan, he still dared to reach an agreement with the heavenly ghosts. A century-old bet.
One hundred years, how many lives will it take to fill it?
"Senior brother, be careful what you say."
Ying Shuangqing on the side reminded him that after all, the Buddha was as famous as their elders, so it was not good to scold others behind their backs like this.
"When did it start? I can't even tell the truth."
After Xia Yan handed the information to Ying Shuangqing, he continued to speak.
"Master, do we at De Feng Ancient Road need any help?"
Ying Shuangqing took the information, flipped through it, and looked at Xia Ganxuan aside.
She was not very fond of commenting on the Buddha's manipulations. Judging from her master's attitude, she obviously had a strong opinion of him.
"If Tiangui dares to agree, he must have absolute confidence in his own ability, but whether it is for the sake of the common people or to prevent the spread of the war, we must provide manpower to support."
The operation of Zun Buddha is not because Xia Ganxuan is thinking about conspiracy theories, but because his operation is really not very good.
You are short of people in the Buddhist world of Xihuang. Please ask for help from De Feng Ancient Road and Daowu King Valley. Can you still help me?
If you can resist it alone, you take action, but after a hundred-year bet, you immediately freeze.
If you think about it in a big way, it means protecting the common people.
As the leader of the Defeng Ancient Road, Xia Kanxuanfei is a pedantic person. It is precisely because he has seen the darkness of human nature that he does not mind speculating on others with conspiracy theories.
"Uncle Master's concern is warranted. I received a very interesting piece of information."
With a flash of red light, Lin Chongyang appeared in the Quexin Palace.
It is only now that we can see that the gatekeepers of Haozheng Wudao will come to Quexin Hall to discuss matters. In the future, it will be the principals who go to Haozheng Wudao to invite people to meet.
After Lin Chongyang had his own intelligence network, some things could be said out reasonably.
"Some people saw the dead ghosts reappearing on the battlefield a few days later."
This century-old bet, it seems now, should be due to the fact that the Buddhist community in Xihuang does not understand the situation of the ghost prison. The high-level combat forces of both sides are restraining each other. The ghosts have absolute confidence in their abilities, so they are not in a hurry to conquer, but the Buddha is While trying to save the heavenly ghosts, he was also trying to find a way to deal with the resurrection of the ghost clan.
In the end, there was really no other way, so he asked the Sword Sect, who was still practicing in the Mahayana Lingyun Temple, to fight against the heavenly ghosts and finally seal the Hell of Hell.
Unfortunately, in the end, it was considered a failure. Changes occurred inside the ghost prison, which led to the second decisive battle and the ingenious plan of respecting the Buddha to bury his own orthodoxy and calm the world.
Of course, this is just Lin Chongyang's own blind guess, and it does not mean that he will not scold the Buddha now. As for the ghost clan, why don't he give it all to salvation and keep it for the New Year?
"Is there a way to resurrect the dead? I will inform the Spring and Autumn Period."
After knowing this news, the already low status of the Buddha in Xia Ganxuan's heart dropped a few degrees.
"You just got hurt and you want to go out again soon?"
Ying Shuangqing was somewhat envious of this junior brother's casualness. She didn't like fighting. Guarding the five paths of Haozheng was both her own responsibility and her father's.
But besides envy, I am also a little worried. How can a person who comes to Haozheng Wudao once every three or five days when he has free time be able to settle down?
"Junior sister, you don't have to worry about him. Chongyang's desperate methods are among the best on the Defeng Ancient Road. I have to avoid the edge when I see him."
"Thank you for your concern, senior brother and sister. I came here to get a new identity certificate from my uncle."
If calculated based on his identity certificate, Lin Chongyang has been a graduate of many previous classes, but the reality is that because of his special status, he has always been a student.
Now when you go out to travel around the world, you have to get an identity certificate as a current student.
After chatting for a while, Lin Chongyang got a brand new identity certificate from Xia Kanxuan, visited the Haozheng Supreme Hall, and then walked out of the Defeng Ancient Road and headed towards the Xihuang Buddhist Realm.
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People kill ghosts, ghosts kill people, wars continue, and all living beings are devastated.
In the grove, a group of people were running in a hurry, including women, children, old and young.
Behind them, the evil spirits from the ghost prison were chasing after them, killing three to five of them and eating them every other distance.
"Everyone, run quickly and don't look back!"
"Buddha, save us!"
Despair enveloped everyone's hearts, and everyone was running hard. If you were slow, the evil ghost would kill you.
"Hahaha~"
"Hoohoho~"
In the melancholy wind, there were bursts of horrifying laughter, followed by ghostly figures, as if admiring the prey's last resistance.
The bone-chilling chill made the fleeing people's hair stand on end, just like sheep after seeing a pack of wolves, and their legs and feet began to lose control.
Just when the evil ghosts got tired of playing and were about to kill them, a warm wind passed by, dispelling the chill.
Then the shrill sounds could be heard endlessly, which was heartbreaking and made everyone stop for a moment.
What he saw in front of him was horrifying. There was no evil spirit behind him. Only broken limbs and countless scorched bones were left, scattered from the air.
Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, and it took a moment to realize that evil spirits are also afraid.
"There is a station established by the Confucian Sect thirty miles to the east. You can go directly there."
A gentle voice came from the wind, reminding everyone to run for their lives at this time. After everyone thanked the open space, they hurried eastward.
Just after everyone left, a figure appeared on the crown of a certain tree, and the sun fire rose in his hand, burning out another group of ghosts.
It has been decades since Lin Chongyang came to the western martial arts world. Apart from gathering intelligence in the early days, the most important thing he did was to hunt ghosts and take care of the people at the same time.
Since the ghost clan can kill the human clan, he can also kill the ghost clan. He never uses conventional means to deal with such lowly people who deserve to die.
Kill the ghosts and silence them, crush the bones and raise ashes, burn the ghosts to prevent their chance of resurrection.
Only if your methods are more cruel than theirs, will they be afraid and retreat.
Of course, he killed not only the ghosts, but also the scum who took the opportunity to cause trouble.
No matter how outrageous the operation of respecting the Buddha is, the three religions have not yet fallen, and they have begun to secretly seek refuge with the ghost clan, using the ghost clan's help to eliminate dissidents and betray their own kind.
Keeping such people around is a waste of resources. It is better to reincarnate early, and maybe learn to be a good person in the next life.
Therefore, for him now, if killing people can perfectly solve the problem, then he doesn't mind at all, and is even happy to kill people. The same goes for killing ghosts.
They won't listen to those trash talk about the common people who regard human life as nothing and think about fighting for power and gain all day long. They can only stop killing with killing and fight violence with violence.
After scanning his eyes to make sure that there were no other ghosts within a hundred miles, Lin Chongyang disappeared in a flash.
