The main hall is empty, except for the golden Buddha with a compassionate face.
Zhou Yi had already predicted this. The eminent monk in charge of Buddhism would become a demon, and the other eminent monks would either betray their faith or achieve bliss.
Officials are far less ruthless than religion in criticizing heretics. After all, heretics are more hateful than heretics.
"This is very convenient, just in time to catch up with all the Buddhist inheritance!"
Zhouyi's magic power circulated and cast an illusion, manifesting a Buddha's appearance that was more than ten feet high, with shining golden light and majestic power.
"Amitabha!"
The Dharma Prime Minister loudly proclaimed the name of the Buddha, looked at the believers outside the temple with compassionate eyes, and said: "Buddha said that all living beings are equal, and mercy will save everyone! The monks of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, Vajra Temple, and Great Buddha Temple are possessed by demons from outside the area, and they are good at dividing the Buddha's followers into four groups. wait!"
"The poor monk took the Buddha's orders, killed all the evil spirits, and restored the purity of Buddhism!"
Since birth, the believers outside the temple have been influenced by their families and Buddhism and instinctively believe that people should be divided into four categories.
Furthermore, after joining Buddhism, they belong to the first class of people with vested interests. Suddenly they hear that all living beings are equal, and they feel repulsion from the bottom of their hearts.
Fortunately, Zhouyi used the name of the true Buddha to control the interpretation of Buddhist scriptures, otherwise the believers would have rushed in desperately. Fanatic religious believers are not afraid of death. Instead, they think it is liberation and returning to the embrace of Buddha in bliss!
"Amitabha!"
Zhou Yi's eyes were piercing and his voice was like thunder: "Are you also possessed by the devil?"
"Meet me Buddha!"
"Buddha is compassionate and all living beings are equal!"
"..."
The believers hurriedly knelt down and worshiped. The slogans they said were mixed, and no one dared to question the true Buddha who came into the world. All the monks in the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who knew about the world of immortality have been wiped out, and the remaining ones are mostly true Buddhist believers.
When eminent monks know that "Buddha" is a man of immortality, it will be difficult for him to feel awe!
Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness swept through and easily distinguished the true and false thoughts. Most believers were hesitant, while a few fanatical believers recognized what the true Buddha said.
"Buddhism has been under the rule for hundreds of years, and the hierarchy has been deeply rooted in people's hearts. It cannot be changed overnight. Even if all the monks are killed and the imperial court manages them, will there still be hierarchy?"
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt discouraged.
"It's not time to change the level, but we can take advantage of this to rectify Xuan Xiao's name!"
Zhou Yi's steps are filled with lotuses, rising into the sky, and writing in the void with a pointing pen.
at the same time.
The Buddha statue on the mountain peak rumbled, and writing appeared on the chest. First, there were eight words: "All living beings are equal, and loving kindness is universal."
Later, he used the words of Buddha to explain the truth about Xuan Xiao's killing of Miao Shan.
"With all the high-ranking members of the Buddhist sect dead, even if equality among all living beings is difficult to achieve, those in high positions must spread the words of the true Buddha if they want to have a stable foundation. First, they can eliminate dissidents, and second, they can demonstrate the legitimacy of their rule!"
The Book of Changes has gone through thousands of years. Even if you have no intention of conspiracy, you will naturally become familiar with it after seeing it too much.
The believers inside and outside the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple recited the words of the true Buddha word for word, experienced the impact of the equality of all living beings, and saw that Xuan Xiao was not a big devil, and there was no wave in their hearts.
It doesn't matter whether Xuan Xiao is right or wrong. He just modified the scriptures and has no actual benefit.
If you want to get it, you must seek it!
The words inscribed by the Book of Changes are each about ten feet in diameter and penetrate into the rock several feet deep. Unless the Buddha statue is torn down and destroyed, it will be difficult to erase.
As the last stroke fell, the Golden Lotus Throne flew into the sky and disappeared.
After a long time.
The believers woke up from the repeated shocks and looked around blankly. Since all the eminent monks in the temple were dead, they didn't know what to do.
Zhang Li stood up and felt that his body was strong and powerful, and the energy swallowed up by evil spirits returned to normal under the light of the true Buddha.
"Buddha said that all living beings are equal!"
…
at this time.
The real Buddha did not leave, but transformed into a gray-robed monk and walked towards the treasure house of Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
From Ben Kong’s memory, we learned that all the treasures enshrined by believers are stored here, and there may be some items that the Dragon King proclaimed himself.
Zhou Yi looked happy and walked with a swagger, quite proud of himself.
"It's been 1,300 years, and I finally pretended!"
A song seemed to ring in my ears: Wait a thousand years...
"Tsk, tsk, I have to say, it feels really good to appear holy in front of others!"
While talking, I came to the treasure house of Wanfo Temple. It is a nine-story pagoda with a base covering an area of 100 feet, standing majestically.
"Hey! Why is the door open?"
Zhou Yi stepped in and saw a fat monk holding a sack to pack his belongings.
When the fat monk heard the footsteps, he turned around and looked over. He kept picking up gold, jewelry and hard currency, and said, "Which palace are you a disciple of? The treasure house is so important. How can you come in casually?"
"Isn't the master coming in too?"
Zhou Yi found it interesting and took out an animal skin bag from his sleeve, one foot square in size.
"The poor monk is on duty at the treasure house and is checking whether the treasures are missing!"
The fat monk touched his slightly plump belly. Seeing Zhou Yi take out his pocket, he stopped pretending and said with a smile: "You are smart, but your skin is too thin. How much can you hold in such a small pocket?"
"As long as it's full."
Zhou Yi's magic power circulated, the animal skin bag flew into the air, and the whistling wind sounded.
All the objects in the treasure house were pulled by it, and the shelves and shelves all rose up from the ground, and they all fell into the animal skin pockets.
"This, this, this..."
The fat monk turned pale with fright. The sack in his hand fell to the ground, and gold jewelry scattered out, including a crystal clear orb.
The orb is bright red all over, like crystals made of blood.
Zhou Yi waved his hand and photographed the blood crystal, and scanned it repeatedly with his spiritual consciousness. It was no different from an ordinary gemstone. When it was facing the sun, there was a faint photocopy of a dragon in it.
The palm of the hand was slowly exerted force, but the blood crystal showed no change. It was still like this until it was kneaded with all its strength.
"If the poor monk comes a step too late, he will miss his old friend."
Zhou Yi's body refining method has reached its peak, and he can crush the magic weapon with all his strength. It is obvious that the blood crystal was left by the Dragon King after he proclaimed himself.
The animal skin bag was circulated around the nine-story pagoda, collecting all the treasures of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and fell into Zhou Yi's hands. The bulging bag seemed to be full.
Zhou Yi glanced at the fat monk, turned into a ray of light and flew to the Sutra Pavilion, intending to pack up all the treasures of Wanfo Temple and take them away.
"The monk was scared to death."
The fat monk wiped his sweat, put half a sack of gold jewelry on his shoulders, circulated his energy and blood, and rushed out of the temple.
There are many monks like him. True Buddhas say that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple is a devil's cave, so taking advantage of the fire becomes a just act!
…
One month later.
Maitreya Buddha Land.
Near the west coast, it is ruled by the Vajra Temple.
This day.
The real Buddha descended to earth, rained down thunder and fury, and burned the demons in the temple into ashes.
And on the wall of Ten Thousand Buddhas of Vajra Temple, Buddhist words were inscribed to warn Buddhist believers.
"This is the last great temple."
The light of Zhou Yi spreads across the Buddhist continent, and any temple that rules a Buddhist land will turn into a true Buddha and come, kill the demons and loot all the books and treasures.
These inherited classics record the secrets of the world of immortality, which can be traced back thousands of years. Naturally, they contain Buddhist secrets.
At the end of the world, the lack of inheritance will not have a big impact. However, when the spiritual energy recovers, it will be a real disaster for Buddhism to lose its immortal cultivation classics.
"Sow evil causes and reap evil consequences! Don't blame me for being poor!"
Zhou Yi's eyes swept across the chaotic Vajra Temple, and he was suddenly touched in his heart. The wanton killing of mortals showed signs of disregard for life. Even if there was a reason for the incident, he still needed to take precautions before it happened.
Ignoring life not only goes against the original intention, but also leads to crises and disasters. A long life will turn a small possibility into a necessity!
"I just happened to have a Buddhist sutra, go back and recite it!"
…
Deep in the Western Sea.
Zhou Yi flew the escaping light for millions of miles and found an unknown island where he landed.
Laying out overlapping formations, I dare not say that they can trap the ancestor of Yuanying to death, at least Jindan Zhenjun cannot escape.
Then he threw the blood crystal onto the island and began to use various magic and magical powers to try to break it open and release the Dragon King who was sealed inside.
A few months later.
The blood crystal seemed to have remained the same forever, without any loss.
"No wonder the old guys are confident in their self-defense. There is almost no way in the world to break such a strong defense. We can only wait for the passage of time to unblock it on its own."
"In Taoist Fellow Xuanxiao's notes, it is recorded that the way to deal with self-proclaimed objects is to throw them into the deepest depths of the four seas. There has never been spiritual energy there, and the revival of the ancestral veins will not affect it. It will definitely die in a deep sleep!"
Zhou Yi was not surprised by this. After all, the Dragon King sacrificed countless demon clans and condensed massive spiritual objects into blood crystals. Its essence was already extraordinary.
"In this case, wouldn't Pindao be unable to take revenge?"
"Perhaps you can keep the blood crystal by your side and wait for it to come out... Not happy!"
Zhou Yi frowned, took out the storage bag and rummaged through all the treasures, wondering which ones could be used to take revenge on the Dragon King, until he saw the altar of ghosts and gods.
"The Netherworld Curse! When the old dragon was alive, he was very powerful and could easily break the curse. Now that his spiritual consciousness is as good as death and has no sense of the outside world, wouldn't it consume his lifespan?"
"Try the effect first."
Zhou Yi never cared about his life span, he directly put the Dragon King's blood crystal into the altar, pinched the magic formula with his hands, and cast the spell.
Spend five hundred life yuan.
The statue of ghosts and gods let out a weird laugh, and after absorbing the breath, they opened their mouths and spit out black mist that enveloped the blood crystal.
In a blink of an eye.
The effect of the spell is completed, and the eight arms of the statue of ghosts and gods condense the seal.
Zhou Yi's spiritual consciousness locked tightly on the blood crystal, making sure not to miss any changes. After 500 years of lifespan consumption, the red color became faintly weaker.
"It really works!"
"It's just that the effect doesn't seem to be great. I don't know how many times it takes to cast the spell to exhaust the blood crystal seal. Another ancestor who transformed into gods would be helpless, but the old dragon provoked Pindao."
Since practicing so far, Zhou Yi can't count how many lifespans he has consumed, at least hundreds of millions!
Finally finding a way to take revenge, he threw the blood crystal back into the formation with a wave of his hand, and arranged hundreds of restrictions to ensure that the Dragon King would be killed with one strike after he woke up.
Since then.
Zhou Yi settled on a small island deep in the West Sea, where he spent thousands of years of life every day on divination, chanting, irrigation, and cursing.
The color of the blood crystal is getting thinner and thinner, and the dragon's shadow in it is getting clearer.
Sixteen years passed in the blink of an eye.
This day.
Clear skies.
Zhou Yi placed the blood crystal in the middle of the desert island. At this time, it could no longer be called a blood crystal. It was almost pure and transparent, with only a few strands of blood floating around the dragon shadow.
"Old Long, Pindao spent so much life for revenge, you deserved to die!"
After saying that, he called Lingshen Doll to pack up his belongings. Only the formation restrictions were left on the entire island, and all other objects were moved away.
a long distance away.
Zhou Yi pinched the magic formula with his hand, and a light curtain appeared in front of him. What was displayed on the screen was the Dragon King's blood crystal.
Take out the altar of ghosts and gods from the storage bag. As more and more lifespan is consumed, the altar turns from pitch black to red, and then to deep purple. Looking at it, it feels like sinking into a bottomless abyss.
The ghosts and gods have also undergone changes, with arms and legs appearing on all sides, and the hair on the surface of the skin can even be seen clearly when the consciousness is scanned.
Fortunately, it was still a dead object and showed no sign of coming back to life. Instead, the power of the Netherworld Curse became stronger and stronger. Otherwise, Zhou Yi would have chopped the altar into firewood and burned it to make the elixir.
"With the continuous sacrifice of longevity, it seems that this altar will become a magic weapon?"
The ancient witchcraft has long been lost. It is a completely different practice method from the immortal way, and Zhouyi is not clear about it.
Knead the magic formula with your hands to sacrifice longevity.
…
Desert island.
As the last few wisps of blood dissipated, there was no longer any restraint to restrain Long Ying.
Gradually from virtual reality, the dragon shadow turned into a golden dragon more than an inch long, wandering in the transparent crystal.
Since Zhou Yi moved away not long ago, the spiritual energy still remained in the formation restrictions, and there were phantom formations that turned the deserted island into a mountain forest.
"The spiritual energy of heaven and earth! Has the ancestral vein condensed again?"
The Dragon King sensed the presence of spiritual energy and showed a look of surprise. After confirming it again and again, he immediately got out of the crystal.
"This emperor has survived the great catastrophe of the Dharma Ending and has lived a new life!"
"First find a body and rebuild it, and then look for the innate spiritual beings born from the ancestral veins. With the help of the resurrected spiritual energy of the world, you will definitely become a demon god in the future, even a demon saint is possible!"
"Hahaha!"
Thinking of this, the Dragon King couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar, only to watch countless thunder rays falling down before his eyes.
"Heavenly thunder? No, it's thunder!"
"Did any old monster wake up first and find the Emperor's Blood Crystal?"
The Dragon King's mind was spinning, and he never realized that only more than five hundred years had passed since the ancestral vein was broken. After all, the self-proclaimed blood crystal was indestructible and could only be unsealed by the consumption of time.
The method of overcoming the curse may have some effect, but after being weakened by the blood crystal, its power will never remain the same.
This type of spell requires sacrifice, but at the end of the spell, spiritual beings and monks are cut off, so no one in the world can break the blood crystal!
hold head high!
The Dragon King opened his mouth and breathed out his vitality, turned it into a shield to resist the thunder, and said at the same time: "Fellow Taoist, Xiaolong is willing to accept you as his master. He can do anything while riding and pulling a chariot. All he wants is to spare his life!"
There was no response to the call for a long time. Instead, the formation condensed into a raging wind of flames, constantly draining the Dragon King's vitality.
When he proclaimed himself Dragon Emperor, in order to reduce consumption, he used secret methods to cut off his physical body and most of his Nascent Soul. His strength was reduced to nothing, and he was repeatedly tortured by the Netherworld Curse. At this time, he was extremely weak.
The thunder and fire bombarded each other for more than an hour, and only three points of the Dragon Emperor's Yuanying remained, as big as a fly.
"Damn it! Who is it? Can you let this emperor die?"
…
a long distance away.
"cannot!"
Zhou Yi looked at the scene in the light curtain and knew that the Dragon King would definitely die, but still chose not to show up.
"The weakness that Zifeng experienced after leaving seclusion was even more serious than Pindao expected. The Dragon Emperor only experienced five hundred years of coming out of seclusion, and his strength was only equivalent to that of ordinary golden elixirs. Thousands of years later, those old monsters, even if they were lucky enough not to die, would only be left with The remnant soul is here!"
After another half an hour, the Dragon King completely turned into nothingness in the thunderous flames.
Zhou Yi was still worried, so he took out the stick and used the small Heaven-cutting Technique to predict bad luck.
The spiritual lottery flashed as it landed on the ground.
Signed.
"A great revenge has been avenged, so we should celebrate!"
Zhou Yi felt refreshed and somewhat proud.
"There is a huge difference in strength between the upper and lower realms in the world of immortality. There has never been a precedent for the golden elixir to kill the Yuanying in reverse. Pindao killed the Dragon Emperor with a mere early golden elixir. His grace is unparalleled and should be recorded in the history books!"
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