The golden figure stood tall and made Zhaoming feel like he was about to open up the entire universe, and he felt awe.

The passages of scriptures are constantly spreading, like bells and drums in the morning, attracting thoughts.

Vaguely, Zhaoming seemed to see a tall and indescribable peak, penetrated into the sky, and the sun and the moon raised their shoulders. Countless monks with disheveled hair kowtowed and prayed on the mountain, reciting the scriptures from the golden figure.

The voices of thousands of monks gathered together, and they kept colliding with the scriptures that were coming from the golden figures like a torrent.

With a bang, it turned into thousands of runes and flew towards the Eight Desolations, shattering the hesitation, sweeping away the darkness, and dispelling the fear.

This indescribable power seemed to purify the entire world, making everything extremely beautiful.

This is the mantra of purifying the world, as if the scorching sun and snow, leaving all darkness without a place to hide, purify everything, and finally become an infinite paradise of happiness.

At the top of the paradise, the stars in the universe are shining, from nothing to something, from birth to destruction, interpreting the mystery of all things in the world.

The scriptures come from all directions like the sound of Taoism, and the impetuous aura dissipates, making people feel at ease.

Stepping out and walking on the top of the floating clouds and mountains, Zhaoming suddenly felt like he wanted to stay here for a long time. Stay away from troubles, stay away from worries, stay away from hatred, and stay away from that chaotic and unforgiving world.

It seems to be another feeling to observe the whole world in an indescribable state of thought.

Everything seems to be no longer important to Zhaoming. He is not afraid of favor and disgrace. He is free to watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard, and he is unintentional to stay and stay, and he is filled with clouds rolling outside the sky.

Keep moving forward, my mind slowly calmed down, and I put aside everything. When I reached the top of the huge mountain, Zhaoming's heart was already calm and calm.

Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, slowly approaching with your hands, about to close together, and also chanted: "Nan..."

What I thought in my heart was the Buddha's name that the suffering monk had chanted before. However, just as the first sound was about to be released, I suddenly heard a thunderous roar: "Namo Amitabha!"

A random sound of "boom!" was heard, and the galaxy broke down. The world collapsed, and the entire universe turned into a huge vortex. The majestic and vast mountains turned into Sumeru mustard seeds and were sucked into the vortex, and disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!" Another loud noise, everything in front of me disappeared, and I came to my senses and found myself still above Linbo Mansion.

Everything around him was as usual, and everyone was stationary in the green light. Only the spirit of the bitter monk was greatly damaged, and blood flowed out of his mouth and dyed his chest red.

Everyone was shocked. I wondered why the powerful Immortal King power suddenly became like this.

"Namo Amitabha!"

The bitter monk lowered his head and recited it, his face showed a sad look, and then stretched out his hand to pull up the green bamboo pole inserted into the ground.

Another blue light radiated like a ripples, and everyone had returned to normal.

"Who are you?" King Shang Yang asked with a serious face.

He held himself in a silence while raising his hand, and let himself in an illusion while breathing. This kind of strength is probably difficult to define even if it is an immortal king.

"Good, good! Who is me? Who am I? I am! My monk's Dharma name is the Tribulation Monk, and Tathagata is!" The Tribulation Monk nodded and replied.

Shura laughed: "I think you are preparing for it. It turns out that you are just using this illusion to confuse my mind. Do you think that making so many so-called family members can make me change my mind? It's ridiculous, I Shura has no father or mother, and my mother died, and only one elder brother. You can't even forget this. You still try to confuse my mind?"

"Good, good!" The monk of suffering shook his head: "The mantra of purifying the world was written by all the monks of Mount Sumeru before the era, in order to purify the evil thoughts in their hearts. The monk of I was also one of them, so some scriptures were influenced by me and had the effect of understanding the mind."

"The so-called enlightenment of his mind is telepathy. It is created by the thoughts of sentient beings. What you see is not the illusion that I impose on you, but the things you want to see most in your heart."

"Pretending to be mysterious!" King Shang Yang snorted coldly: "Is there any illusion that is not born for what others want most."

The monk nodded: "It is true, but the mantra of purifying the world is to make people see the illusion, but not make people forget themselves. Only by contrasting reality and illusion can we witness the original heart and purify the evil in our hearts."

Looking at King Shang Yang again, he said, "It is difficult to determine the past. The evil consequences of the Phoenix Clan over three thousand years ago were caused by their own evil causes. If you want to reappear the prosperity of the Phoenix Clan, you need to use the kingly way to cooperate with the benevolent way, rather than the overbearing way to kill."

"But if you want to reappear the grand occasion of the demon clan, it is not necessary to do so in the Phoenix clan. The White Tiger Marshal in the Giant Field in the past is Youyun. If the power of a race is placed on one person and one surname, it is sad and hopeless. You are a survivor of Changyi Mountain, so you will naturally know the history of the demon clan."

"The Nine-headed Emperor is invincible in the world, and the strength of the demon clan has reached its peak. Even if he is gone, the demon clan is still strong. Why? It is just because there are three powerful clans, including the real dragon, the phoenix and the Qilin. On the other hand, when the Qilin Emperor and the White Tiger Marshal died, even if there are hundreds of millions of troops, they will be destroyed in an instant."

"You should expect the three tribes, four tribes and even all tribes to be strong, rather than the strength of the Nine-headed Emperor. Even he can die. Can you surpass him with confidence?"

What the monk said made Zhaoming feel inexplicable, but when he saw that King Shangyang's face froze and seemed to have been called to something, he immediately reacted.

The illusion I saw was the majestic peaks, the stars in the universe, and what family Shura was talking about was obviously because the "Great Sun Purification Mantra" made everyone see different illusion.

He was thinking about what Shang Yang saw, and suddenly remembered what Ku Monk said just now, and immediately asked in a distorted voice: "Senior, you... did you say the Demon Emperor has fallen?"

He didn't know who the Nine-headed Emperor was, but it seemed that the demon emperor was just before the True Dragon, Phoenix and Qilin tribes. A Cao said that the demon emperor was missing, which made Zhaoming fantasize that one day he could find the demon emperor and let him come back and continue leading the demon clan.

But at this time, what the Tribulation Monk said, the Demon Emperor did not seem to have disappeared but had fallen. This was undoubtedly bad news for Zhaoming and it was difficult to determine himself.

"Good, good!" The monk shook his head: "I just heard what people said, but I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I can't give you a definite answer."

Then he said to Zhaoming: "Look at the disillusionment of stars in the universe, walk around the world, and step on the top of Mount Sumeru. He has ambitions, hides dragons and slumps in the tiger, and needs to be displayed, but he also hopes for a peaceful life, stay away from disputes, and sits and watches the tides produce and die, and the clouds roll and unfold."

"This is a contradictory heart and a difficult journey. How to choose a path between prosperity and tranquility that will not be without others and without yourself will definitely be a dilemma for your life."

"Still the peace and far-reaching, do good deeds and be at ease. Those who save others are also saving themselves. Do not kill and abuse the world, and you will eventually achieve good results. Today, you can see if the donor has a kind heart in his heart, which is gratifying."

Zhaoming frowned. The words of the bitter monk were quite obvious, but he could not accept them. Even he could not see such things himself, so how could the other party know?

The monk seemed to see what he was thinking and continued, "It is difficult to tell oneself when he is in it. Many things cannot be seen by themselves, but others can know them. The donor always understand what I said today."

Others can know things that they cannot see. Zhaoming's heart moved and couldn't help but think of Chigang's experience.

So many people have seen that they have not been in Chigang for a long time, but they can't see that they have been doing many things wishfully, but in the end they ended with such a result.

Could it be that the same is true at this time? I can’t feel anything, but the bitter monk saw his true heart through his means?

It’s just that what is the so-called ambition and the so-called tranquility and far-reaching meaning? Zhaoming couldn’t understand.

At this time, Shura laughed: "I said something mysterious and mysterious, and I made me spit blood in my mouth, and said something strange. In my opinion, it must be that the illusion was broken and the magical powers were retaliated!"

Zhaoming and King Shang Yang both frowned, and naturally they were puzzled by the pain monk. Seeing the situation as Shura said, it was backfired by supernatural powers, but both of them felt that things might not be that simple.

Especially Zhaoming, although he did not like the words that the bitter monk said to him, he was a little disgusted with the other party's persuasion, but he had an indescribable intuition that the other party seemed to have no malice.

The monk sighed: "Although the Pure World Mantra has gathered the merits of countless predecessors, it is a pity that the Tao is wrong, but there are some inappropriate things. It was originally intended to compare one's body with an illusion, but the illusion is ultimately an illusion, which can fascinate the mind and disrupt people's roots. Unconsciously, it is influenced by supernatural powers and falls into the inferiority."

"I want to use the Pure World Mantra to resolve the anger in your hearts, but I don't want to affect your minds. I can only wake you up with the Buddha's voice at the end. It's not because of mysteries, but because you are in this mountain, and you don't know where the clouds are deep, so you naturally cannot see what you really think."

Zhaoming and King Shang Yang both looked solemn and felt something, but Shura sneered: "You can get me a large group of so-called family members and ask me about my well-being. It's really touching!"

"It's a pity that if I don't believe it, it's useless to admit that you say nothing. Do you think you say there is, I will believe you?"

The monk of suffering shook his head: "If there is, there will be, if there is nothing, there will be nothing. It is not that I say there will be nothing. If there is nothing, there will be nothing. The donor should know the most in his heart. If there is others, don't deceive yourself, just like that."

Zhaoming frowned, not knowing what Shura saw, but he wanted to ask but it was inconvenient to speak.

Shura's face froze and turned to anger and said, "Don't think you can see everything clearly and dominate everything. The so-called Pure World Mantra is just an illusion, a lie."

"Good, good! The Buddhists do not lie. I don't care how others view me, and this journey ends here. The mantra of Pure World has been recited to you, and I just hope it can have the effect of purifying the mind and expelling evil spirits."

The bitter monk lowered his head and recited it, looking as if he was about to leave.

Shura suddenly laughed: "Purify the mind and drive away evil spirits, the world is so misleading. I will let you see what I have learned from your so-called meditation mantra!"

With a loud shout, the blood lines flashed.
Chapter completed!