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Chapter 45: The Inheritance of Ancient Buddhism(1/2)

The sun in the sky is so dazzling.

The sun is still spinning, slowly spinning around my head.

The ground was soft and seemed to be shaking constantly.

The air is very hot, and the surrounding temperature is very high. It is like a big stone slab that has been burned red. It feels like hanging a person on the stone slab and being grilled by the hot stone. Moreover, the air is indeed filled with the unique smell of red-burned stone after being grilled.

Burnt taste.

A very violent wind blew from a distance, whistling loudly.

There were huge noises all around, like crackling sounds, it was the forest burning.

The towering giant tree hugged by several or more than a dozen people burned fiercely, and the huge tree trunk was burned until it burst open, making a loud noise like thunder.

At least hundreds of mountains were burning, turning the sky red.

Yin Xuuge shook his head with difficulty, and slapped his face hard several times, finally regaining his consciousness. Just now, his body was shaken away by a terrifying force, and he was thrown out.

Don't know how far.

In front of you, that big pit with a radius of a hundred miles, should be the ruins of the original Buddhist sect?

All the Buddha statues on the cliffs disappeared without a trace, and the caves that continuously emitted Buddha's light were nowhere to be found. Dozens of surrounding mountains were shattered, leaving a large crater dozens of miles deep.

In the middle of the pit, a simple and solemn Zen temple stands majestically. A layer of jade-colored glazed Buddha light surrounds the Zen temple, which covers an area of ​​more than ten miles. A hazy, skinny monk's shadow is sitting cross-legged on the Buddha light, chanting in a manly voice.

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"At this time, the World Honored One said, it is the end of the Dharma. Demons are standing in the clouds, Buddhist disciples are lying dead everywhere, and rivers of blood are flowing."

"At this time, the World Honored One weeps. In the age of the end of the Dharma, Buddhism is in catastrophe. The Zen forest has been turned into a field of rubble, and the temple has been turned into a pile of bones."

"So, I asked the World-Honored One, how can we be liberated in this age of Dharma-ending?"

"The World-Honored One laments. The way of heaven is in ruins. Where can we find relief?"

"However, the World Honored One said, Heaven's heart is the most kind. Amidst endless murderous intentions, there is always a glimmer of hope."

"At this time, the evil demons are powerful and the World Honored One cannot defeat them. However, the evil demons will eventually be destroyed. Buddhism will only come to life after trillions of lifetimes."

"Therefore, in this ferocious and savage land in the far west, I cut through the thorns and thorns, wiped out the evil atmosphere, and established this secret courtyard to teach my great way. After thousands of millions of generations, some of my Buddhist disciples will come here, pass on my mantle, and then establish Buddhism.

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"The heavens and all the ways are in ruins, the destiny of heaven is calling?** calling?"

"If it is destiny, Buddhist disciples should be brave and diligent and go against the will of heaven."

"If you are a traitor, Buddhist disciples should be brave and diligent in order to turn things around."

The voice of the monk's phantom was thick, powerful, and the rolling sound turned into golden sound waves sweeping across the mountains and forests. Countless golden lotuses fell from the sky. This scene was so grand, solemn, and so sacred that it was inconceivable.

Holding a rough bow and arrow, the nameless young man knelt respectfully on the cliff a hundred miles away, listening devoutly to the monk's phantom words.

Blood gurgled from Wuming's seven orifices. Just now, the four elders of the Vinaya Sect and thousands of disciples joined forces to attack. Wuming used the power of the Zen Temple's restrictions to fight hard. Although he was lucky enough to survive the attack that destroyed the world, his internal organs were also severely damaged.

trauma.

A layer of warm Buddha light enveloped him and was constantly repairing his body.

The four elders of the Luzong, Nangong Nan, and many disciples of the Luzong were lying in a mess in the surrounding mountains and forests. The mountain fire was raging, and as the mountain wind roared, hundreds of mountains in all directions were ignited by the collision between the two sides.

The disciples of the Vinaya Sect were thrown into the mountain fire by the shock wave. Their limbs were broken and their internal organs were severely damaged. They were unable to move. They were burned by the raging fire and their whole bodies made "chichi" noises. The pain made them scream hoarsely.

The Qi Master's body is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and their vitality is extremely tenacious. The fire will not burn them to death for a while, just like a frog stewed in warm water, slowly torturing their life. This long burning is really terrifying.

of torture.

Nangong Nan was lying crookedly on a big rock, his spine was twisted weirdly, and his spine was broken into at least seven or eight sections.

As for the four elders of the Lu Sect, they were the main force in the attack just now. They had the highest level of cultivation and received the most violent attacks. Their injuries were even more serious. They were lying on the ground unconscious, and the chests of two elders were blown away.

The muscles and bones were blown to ashes, and the heart, lungs and other internal organs were directly exposed to the air.

Their cultivation is really respectable and terrifying. With such injuries, ordinary people would have died long ago, but their hearts are still beating powerfully. What is even more shocking is that there is a transparent flesh-colored film on their chests.

It gave birth rapidly, covering the exposed internal organs.

"What a powerful vitality."

Yin Xuege was horrified when he saw this. The four elders of the Lu Sect did not take any life-saving elixirs, and no one provided any treatment to them. All changes in their bodies were the spontaneous reactions of their bodies.

When their cultivation has reached this stage, they have almost reached the state of rebirth after severed limbs and immortality after decapitation.

In the sky above the Zen monastery, the shadowy figure of the monk was still chanting loudly with a loud voice.

"Therefore, I am here at the Buddhist Temple of Liberation, leaving behind one hundred and eighty-nine thousand six hundred Buddhist secret scriptures."

"He is my disciple of Buddhism. He will teach me the great way and carry on my mantle. The next day he will bring forth the great Dharma and revive Buddhism. His merits will be immeasurable."

In the Zen courtyard, there are countless thumb-sized golden lights flying into the sky, and in each golden light, there is a faint shadow of a thick sutra. Accompanied by the loud and vigorous Sanskrit singing, these golden lights fly towards the center of Wuming's eyebrows.

Nangong Nan roared at the top of his lungs.

"Kill this kid! Kill him!"

"Who can still move? Kill him!"

"Whoever kills this man deserves a heavy reward!"

All the disciples of the Vinaya Sect had just attacked Wuming, and Wuming was blessed by a magical restriction in the Zen courtyard, and at that moment he had unfathomable power.

Thousands of Lu Sect disciples, including four elders, were severely injured.

The four elders were unable to regain their consciousness in a short period of time. Most of the thousands of Lu Sect disciples were burned by the mountain fire and screamed in agony. It was difficult to protect themselves at this moment.

Nangong Nan's spine was broken. Even if he took the Blood Lizard Pill, it would take more than half an hour to reconnect the spine.

But now, Wuming is receiving the inheritance of Buddhism. The secret method of ancient Buddhism. Who knows how incredible power it contains? The ancient saint who formulated the "Law" has long since died. If Wuming has received the inheritance of Buddhism, he has the power of a saint.

, that is truly a catastrophic disaster.

So Nangong Nan roared at the top of his lungs.

"Kill this evil spirit, and Lu Zong will ensure that his family will be promoted to the third rank in a row!"

Yin Xuuge's heart beat violently. Is it guaranteed that a family will be promoted to the third rank in a row?

The royal family of the Kunwu Dynasty is only a third-rank family. If they are promoted to the third rank in a row, the Kunwu Dynasty will inevitably be promoted to a top power of the Tianzi first-rank level with the support of Lu Zong.

Even the Yin family can become a first-rate force in Prince Luo's Palace if they are promoted to three levels in a row.

There were sporadic sounds from the side, and blood spurted from the seven orifices. Prince Qing, who was also shocked and suffered severe injuries to his internal organs, stood up in embarrassment.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, the long sword hit the ground heavily. Prince Qing gritted his teeth and looked at Wuming in the distance. He was promoted to three ranks in a row. He was promoted to three ranks in a row. This temptation is too strong. If Prince Qing can kill

If Wuming is killed, King Qing's lineage will be promoted to three levels in a row.

"Kunwu Kingdom, it seems that it would not be bad to change the owner."

Prince Qing gasped for air, took out a medicine bottle, took out three pills and threw them into his mouth, then staggered towards Wuming.

He reluctantly ran for a few steps, and a stream of light spurted out from the storage bracelet on his wrist.

In the light was a pair of magic weapons shaped like wings, with two magic talismans looming on each side on the left and right. The wings flew up into the sky, bringing a stream of breeze and falling on Prince Qing's back, releasing countless extremely fine rays.

The light threads are closely connected with his body.

With his wings spread, Prince Qing's body floated off the ground, bringing up a strong wind and flying towards the top of the mountain where Wuming was.

Yin Xuege's pupils froze. No wonder the Ninth Princess said that the disciples of the Xingkong Method were extremely difficult to kill. Their cultivation level was not at the level of soaring into the clouds, yet they could actually fly away with the help of magic weapons.

Moreover, Prince Qing's speed is actually more than twice as fast as Yin Jiuyou and others relying on their own cultivation to escape.

More than a dozen pieces of gravel slid down from the high hillside. Yin Xuuge turned around and saw that the Ninth Princess was gritting her teeth and struggling to stand up from the ground.

But as soon as her body moved, her body folded together strangely.

Like Nangong Nan, Princess Ninth also broke her lumbar spine.

But she didn't have Nangong Nan's level of cultivation. Her lumbar vertebrae were broken, her face turned pale in pain, and she shed two lines of clear tears. How could she still have the strength to struggle?

On the nearby hillside, figures were swaying far and near.

Except for some unlucky guys who were knocked to the ground and fell to death when their heads hit the ground, everyone else who could still move, including Yin Jiuyou and other members of the Yin family, struggled to get up, trying to kill Wuming and gain a future and peace.

Chance.

The temptation to directly upgrade the family level to the third level is really amazing.

When Yin Jiuyou was blown away, his left arm was broken, and the broken bones protruded from his shoulders. The white bones were shocking.

But he didn't seem to feel the severe pain at the wound at all. He gritted his teeth, and the vitality in his body rolled. A layer of light cloud smoke spurted out from under his feet, carrying his body and rushing towards the unknown direction.

Several elders of the Yin family also gritted their teeth and climbed up. They looked at the monastery in the pit with strange eyes, and rushed towards Wuming with the same efforts.

"Kill him, that's it, kill him!"

Nangong Nan roared loudly, his face flushed with excitement.

It turned out to be an ancient evil relic that had been passed down. This was even more valuable than he had originally estimated.

If it were just a ruins, even if there were some exotic flowers and plants and rare treasures inside, it would actually not be unusual for the Vinaya Sect.
To be continued...
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