Rebirth: The Unrivaled World Chapter 700 Bewitching "How many neutral and gangs are currently standing on the court?"

"The four top sects in Leizhou are two on the side of Shaolin, one is neutral and the other is dependent on the court!"

Du Zhi paused for a moment and said, "At the first-class sect, the four governments that fell into the hands of the court have basically surrendered, and there is no possibility of existence if they do not surrender.

The forces in Leizhou are scattered, and strictly speaking, only about two-fifths of the remaining side of Shaolin are left."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xiu had a preliminary understanding in his heart.

Every top sect has a peerless strong man in charge. Although it is not as good as the Zhenzhou sect, it should not be underestimated.

Even the court will not easily offend a top sect.

Now that a top sect is turning to the court, the idea in his heart is definitely not small, and it is very likely that he is coveting Shaolin's status.

Only the status of Zhenzhou sects can make these top sects fight to the death.

As for what Du Zhi said, there is nothing to be surprised about.

Apart from top sects, even a first-class sect is not worth mentioning in front of Shenwu.

Shenwu is now launching a large-scale war against Leizhou. If the top sects in the jurisdiction of the power are unwilling to surrender, they may not be forced too much, but those first- and second-rate forces are not so easy to avoid.

If he is unwilling to surrender, Shenwu will not give them a neutral opportunity.

To surrender or perish, you can only choose one of the two.

Fang Xiu was sure that within the sphere of influence of the four governments of the court, the forces that were unwilling to surrender had either evacuated or destroyed, and the rest were all bowing their heads.

Finally, Fang Xiu said, "Lord Du will follow me to Wuchan Mountain!"

"The Holy Son is going to Wuchan Mountain?"

Du Zhi frowned instinctively and asked in confusion.

Fang Xiu said: "Since I have come to Leizhou and don't go to Wuchan Mountain to submit a visit, others will only think that I don't know the etiquette."

"Abide by the order!"

Hearing this, Du Zhi responded in a deep voice.

Since Fang Xiu made the decision, it was not something he could change.

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Enlightenment of Zen Mountain!

As the holy land of Buddhism, the gentle Buddha light cleanses people's hearts.

Even if you are a vicious person, as long as you step on this Wuchan Mountain, you will soothe your inner mania.

However, over the past few days, the misty Buddha light on Wuchan Mountain has also faintly shrouded in the meaning of solemnity and murder.

Five thousand Shaolin disciples went down the mountain, but most of them were destroyed in the hands of the court.

Such losses also made this Buddhist holy land angry.

The seeds called hatred were planted in the hearts of many Shaolin monks.

Because some of the Shaolin children who died were the teachers of these people, or brothers who were brothers and sisters.

Now that all the falls are not easy to erase.

Since the war started, Wuchan Mountain no longer accepted incense and worshipping pilgrims, and prevented all idle people from entering.

In a dark dungeon.

Several thick iron chains imprisoned a burly figure in it. The iron chain passed through the man's pipa bone, locked the tiger's arms, and there were iron chains under his feet.

The thick iron chain at the mouth of the bowl has a dark luster flowing, spreading a faint chill.

Not far ahead of this man, a middle-aged monk was wearing a brown cassock, sitting cross-legged on the ground, chanting the scriptures silently.

"hehe!"

A low laughter came, and there was a bit of weirdness in this dark dungeon.

The Medicine Buddha raised his arm, causing the iron chain to clang and said coldly: "What's the use of chanting scriptures here? It's better to go out and give those bald donkeys a chance to be liberated.

But it sounds a bit miserable. Three or four thousand bald donkeys in Shaolin were slaughtered, and there should be many people you know in it!”

The monk still closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, turning a blind eye to the words of Medicine Buddha.

The pharmacist Ru from Gu Zi said, "The teacher, relatives and friends died, but he was powerless. He could only hide in this dark dungeon and recite scriptures. How sad!"

"You close your eyes now, are the pictures you see that you recite the scriptures you will recite thousands of times, or are your former teachers and disciples?"

The words of Medicine Buddha Tathagata rushed into the monk's mind like a demonic sound pouring on his ears.

The monk remained unmoved and kept reciting the scriptures.

The only difference is that the chanting scriptures are getting louder and louder, gradually filling the entire dungeon.

Seeing this, the Medicine Buddha couldn't help but sneer and said, "The scriptures cannot be read loudly. Is this demon-suppressing tower trapping the deity or you? You should know very well.

You recite scriptures here every day, have you ever been visited by someone?

After coming in here for so long, what have you got?

It’s better to let go of the deity, I can give you everything you want, including the power to revenge you.”

The sound of chanting stopped.

The monk opened his eyes, his bright eyes were particularly noticeable in the dark dungeon, and he said with his hands together: "Buddha Demon, you don't have to waste any more words. The demonic nature in your heart will not be transformed for a day, and you will not be able to get out of this demon-suppressing tower in one day.

I chant scriptures day and night, hoping that it can help you to transform the demonic nature in your heart, so that there will be less great demons and more sages in the world, so as to benefit the people.

As for other things, it doesn’t make much sense for me.”

"Benefit the people? Hahaha!"

The Medicine Buddha seemed to hear some joke, and his laughter was endless.

After a long time, the laughter gradually stopped. The Pharmacist Tathagata stared at the monk coldly and said sarcastically: "You are worthy of talking to benefit the people. You can't even protect the people around you. What qualifications do you have to benefit the people?

Buddhism talks about experiencing great love, regardless of small love, but we also know that all kinds of great love are full of small love.

You are just using the excuse of benefiting the people to escape the reality you want to face.

But no matter how you escape, you cannot avoid the fact that the people around you die, nor can you avoid the fact that you can do nothing, you can only hide in this dungeon of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, and do nothing, you can only watch the fact that they are killed."

"Amitabha!"

The monk shouted the Buddha's name loudly and recited the sutra again.

Seeing this, Medicine Buddha stopped talking, but his eyes were a little cold.

He has been trapped in this demon-suppressing tower for a long time.

During this period, no one has ever come to Shaolin for questioning and trying to get the martial arts inheritance from him.

Medicine Buddha understood that the people in Shaolin were planning to trap him until they died.

He was always trying to get out of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, but the Demon-Suppressing Tower itself was blessed by the powerful Buddhist monks of all generations, making it indestructible.

Moreover, the glazed golden body he cultivated with the immortal body of the zodiac sign has been suppressed and wiped out by Shi Changkong's Wuxiang Wanjie. His vast power as abyss cannot be used at all.

Therefore, it is impossible to break the seal of the Demon-Suppressing Tower by himself.

Otherwise, even if the Demon-Suppressing Tower is indestructible, it will definitely not be able to stop him.
Chapter completed!